AMERICAS LEAST WANTED b/w Dr Kurtz.

EXTINCTION EVENT see below, DR KURTZ

AMERICAS LEAST WANTED       

T***p was the top of my list since the mid 80's for the fraud he's always been doing. But I also feel that there are quite a few international crooks to keep out of our country.  So rich billionaires from other countries would algorithmically float to the top. 

2   PETE KEGSBREATH   for now, till he's fired, then he'll drop down to Bovinos level. To call a war for Armageddon is Treason. Always has been so no ones done it.

3  Lindsay Graham bloodthirsty ghoul/ Israel's butt plug. 

4  Elon Musk   foreigner who gets billions from our government. Should go on trial for spying

 "Have two and you're through." Don't be responsible for more than two births. Maybe you can afford to raise ten children, but will the earth be able to feed the 400 descendants ten generations later? Not a fan of Elon Musk.

 5   Stephen Miller   "are you going to eat the rest of that mouse?"

 6   Bill Gates   Can't imagine how many billions Microsoft has made by not having a phone line and people pay for shit they don't want all the time. He's like that AV kid that seems to be up to something. Can pretend to be a dweeb with the glasses but evil lurks within.

 7  Ghislaine Maxwell   she was going to build a floating human trafficking ring that was going to be out of range of any laws. She's dangerous as fuck, her dad brainwashed Americans kids with his half asleep white nationalist history. Columbus Day? Are you shittin' me?

 8  JARED KUSHNER  empaths run the other way when they see him. The Epstein class respects him. 

 9  Marco Rubio. Sugar money .    responsible for genocide of Cubans

10  Peter Theil    itchin' to be big brother. his company needs their charter pulled

11    Howard Lutnick   at the bottom of the Epstein barrel, the people will find the bankers.

12    Ron Lauder wants to be king of Greenland

13   Rush limbaugh.  put a lock on his casket. once was enough

14    PPDiddly  hey where'd everyone go?

15   Wexner   hearing a lot about him. up to his eyeballs in it. Those who go down the highway of crime must pay the toll.

16   Pam Bondi. Perjury or treason? coverup ICE murders. 

17   Jeff Bozos  employees working to exhaustion when he knows he can pay much better. It takes a village of billionaires to protect their friends.

18   ZUCK   people suggesting these wealth hoarders & money launderers & Epstein class power mad perverts need to be sentenced to an island they can all enjoy each others company.  Big crime does the big time. No phones. Vegetable seeds. mosquito spray. Didn;t zuck buy a Hawaiian Island or something?

19    Netunyahoo   still alive. pariah ... not welcome I hope the UN boos him next time. 

20   Harvey Weinstein.     "casting couch" was normalized. Victims needs to sue. Bleed them all.

21   Borge Brende   bullshit band leader. euro scum.

22  Howeird Luttnick   the roach is in the middle of the kitchen floor with the lights on who thinks he's invisible

23   Larry Ellison  using illegitimate wealth to buy anything not nailed down. maro lago manface.

24   Erika Kirk     people think she may have killed Charlie

25   SEAN "Half truth" Hannity

26   glennbeck    rodeo clown

27   tedcruz   don't need to be an empath to know he;s got some bad joo-joo going on

28   narcorubio    programmable robot

29    jdvance    programmed robot

30    nattgaetz    creeps creeps I know many peole are creeped out with people like him

31    Nit Romney    a vulture capitalist to me, a branch of the epstein class who destroy businesses to make money.  mormon underwear cultist.

32   forever traitors

33   Sam Altman. fckem

34  Bovino   natzi shadow

35  Steve Feinberg. Pentagon parasite.

36   Scott Bessent     creepy feeling

37   Leon Black   Paolo Zampoli   {two pervs in a pod)

"lucky" Larry Silverstein.   glenbeck   rodeo clown   McMahon   the minister of de-education   

Or they could have a debate. The cruel versus the clever

w/ Independents and leftists. no dinner party liberals

Claudia from Mexico

Jesse Ventura

Thom Hartmann

Bill Maher

AOC

Bernie Sanders 

Jon Stewart

Stephen Colbert

Keanu Reeves

Ana Kasparian

Roger Waters

Krystal Ball

The real Slim Sherry                                        vs, tedcruz

Chris Hayes

EXTINCTION EVENT Here comes artificial intelligence (AI) like a comet headed for earth. The white collar world is worried because they are supposed to be the specialists when it comes to derivative content (paperwork) and AI is going to supplant them.

 The great inventions of this country came out of the garages and workshops of Americans, not the board rooms of corporations where the destruction of American small business was planned.

So here’s a chance for gardeners to shine. Bring people back to what is real. Grow for real. Not just for color and design but medicine. People are posting plants and birds they think are real, but they are AI. Teach people about soil. #taxchurchesnotfarmers

 

        I mean, I saw Arnold Schwarzenegger singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” from the Wizard of Oz on a reel. Slightly out of tune, it’s a comedy bit with Arnolds face seamlessly replacing Judy Garlands. The future will be about discerning what is real and what is not. You’ll see. Plants are real and people getting back to nature is real and we'll start to draw people away from excesses of tech. 

Here comes mad scientists Dr. Kurtz.

DR KURTZ 

 In high school, a dude named Kurt Griffith and I had a gag we did in study hall, with a character called Dr. Kurts. Dr. Kurts was the rudest scientist ever, and I had a couple pages in the archives. A drunken, irresponsible 70 +, with expert opinions on any scientific topic, he rises again like a zombie. 

     THE  MIDKNIGHT  SHOW  2083

"Mommy, does Dr Kurtz really control the weather?"

Dr Kurts  has always been politically, culturally, and philosophically incorrect, and for decades, children have been mesmerized by his magnetic personality and insulting manner on his local TV and national radio shows.

In 1970, shortly after the moon landing, Science was eagerly looking forward to the time when genes could be manipulated to "benefit mankind".  Most of us however, were skeptical.  Kurt Griffith and I wrote this in 11th grade study hall in 1971.

  Let's go forward to the year is 2074 and there are all kinds of hybrid mutants running loose in the countryside, living side effects and escapees of genetic experiments.

Our story begins as the Smith family was coming back from a month long stay at a lake in New Jersey, near Brickton Township. The Smiths had been on the highway for more than 10 hours, headed for their home in North Wilburville, Maine. The three young children were yelping, and a long afternoon nap had their energy level high. 

"When are we gonna get home?" cried little Enard Smith in horrific despair.

"We seem to be lost kids, but don't worry, we'll get home." Dad Smith said wearily. They had crossed the Maine border, and Dad tried a shortcut he knew, and was now lost.  Leaving at 8:30 a.m., they hoped to be in their home by 9:00 at night and now it was nearly midnight.

Dale Smith angrily told her husband, "You're a real jerk, you know that, for getting us lost, "she said as she fidgeted frightfully. They were distracted by a dark circular object that caught their attention and Mrs. Smith said, "slow down….something in the road." Was it a shopping bag? Maybe something fell off a truck and had bounced into their lane. Mother Smith pushed her kids back into their seats and yelped to her husband, "……you're going to hit it. It's a mutant, the Flying Duck Billed Platypus !  Brakes…You idiot!"

Dad Smith slowed down and said, "Watch this." He then pushed the accelerator roughly to the floor. THUMP THUMP was all they heard.

The children jumped for joy because they knew that irresponsible gene splicing had produced mutants, scary creatures that escaped from labs and it was good form to kill them before they started breeding.  There was now a bounty on all GMM's (Genetically Modified Monsters) and everyone was hunting them.

The family shared a robust laugh and Mrs. Smith smiled and said, "You're too much." She sighed, greatly relieved. They'd get home sooner or later, and they needed a laugh to lighten up the angry atmosphere created by their impatience and longing for home.

"Hey!" Dad interjected and interrupted. "It's 12 midnight. The MidKnight Show is on and guess who is one of the guests? That crazy old dude, Dr. Kurtz, the local kids show host that lives downtown. He is tonight's guest.  Turn on that radio!"

The show was just starting and after a quick opening monologue, Jerry Schmucox went into his first segment and Dad pointed to a sign. "There it is. Wilburville in 30 miles, we're almost home."

Jerry Schmucox began, "Yesterday a milestone in genetic history was reached. Dr. Kurts has successfully mated the rutabaga and a bagel. Our reporter obtained this interview earlier in the day."

“The first genetically engineered vegetable and bakery product to come alive in a test tube was created in Dr. Kurts's secret laboratory, at 455 Main St. on the fifth floor; third door down on the right. The one with the real loose door handle.”

"Hi Jerry, I'm here talking to Dr. Bowell J. Kurts to ask the question on everybodys mind.  Sir, why did you do it?"

"Well, ah had a friend who liked ta eat rutabagers and bagels at the same time, but of course you know that's impossible. Ayah. So ah set out to find the answer…that was 39 years ago on my 37th birthday. Or was that 37 years ago on my 39th birthday?"

"How did you mate them Dr. Kurts?"

Well, ah put a rutabaga and a bagel in a test tube and they really went at it. Why, they broke hunnerd test tubes before I had them mate in a steel pipe. Finally, I walked home and let them stay overnight in the lab."

He continued," Soooo, the next day, I opened the door and all kinds of these new hybrids came a-runnin' after me, even flying at me.  They was jumpin' up and down and playin' all kind'sa games I never seen before. They was shoutin' obscenities and watchin' mah color TV; drinkin' all mah beer and smokin' all mah ceegars."

"This behavior was fine and I like a good party like anyone else, but when they started eatin' ma equipment I became enraged.  'Git in Yer Cages' I yelled as loud as I could, but they jumped out the winders instead; and three flights down is a killer for a vegetable and bread product based genetic hybrid. All that was left of my experiment was rutabager mash. Ho Ho. Ayah."

"But Dr. Kurts, we're on the 5th floor here in your secret lab."

"Son, I'm good at equations and theories not mere numbers."

"Professor Kurts, what are you going to do now?"

"Goin' back doin' what I do best.; planning tomorrows weather."

The Smiths all laughed at Dr. Kurts usual madness and Mrs. Smith announced, "The weather WAS very nice today," she said winking at Mr. Smith. It was a gag parents had with little children kind of like Santa Claus, " if you're not a good boy, I'll have Dr Kurts rain on your birthday party." A mythical figure with super powers.

"Mommy…… does Dr Kurts really control the weather?"  Enard asked again from the back seat. She shushed the children so they could hear the show.

They drove down the road feeling lighthearted and at ease when little Abelard Smith spotted something out the window.  He poked his sister and pointed.    "It won't be much longer and the children will be sleeping in their beds" she whispered to her husband when they went by the Wilburville 20 miles sign.

"Quiet, quiet, "said Mrs. Smith when the show came back from commercial, and the announcer was saying, "Dr. Kurts Nature Corner for Children. Today, Dr. Kurts is having a Q&A at the Atlanta Seaquarium. Take it away, Professor."

"Today we are going to discuss the Sea Aardvark. First are there any questions?"
        "Dr. Kurts, where does a Sea Aardvark come from?"

"You dumb little twerp!  Everyone knows they come from aquatic cabbage leaves. Okay any other moronic questions?"

Editor: remember this was 1971 and Cabbage Patch dolls had yet to make their appearance.

The kids all laughed because they know that yelling at children is one of Dr. Kurtz's gags and they loved it.  The next question was, "Do Sea Aardvarks make any sounds?"

                                                                                       

Dr. Kurts gave the child a milk curdling stare and yelled, "You grungy little sea slime; don't any of you know anything?" he said as he looked around the area in front of the Sea Aardvark tank. "Of course they can't talk. Can you talk underwater? Sheeesh."

Another child piped up, "But scientists say whales and dolphins communicate?" she countered as the Sea Aardvark floated menacingly behind Dr Kurtz.

"Well I don't think that's any of our business, and don't you listen to any of those crackpot  scientists. There ain't many of us worth our salt these days."

"Yes, next question. Any subject, any topic.  You! Go ahead. Challenge me, I can answer any question."

Competing hands were raised but he had pointed to one child who asked, "Not long ago, I saw a bird with 4 foot orange wings, two of them coming out of his tail. Three beaks, seven heads and plants growing out of its face. What kind of bird was it?"

He gave a serious look to the audience and strategically gave this answer. "According to your description, it may be one of two species. Perhaps it was the Mountain Neck Bluebeak;  I would really have to see a picture or video or something to truly know.  However, I am more inclined to think it was a Goggle-eyed Goggle Google. Either way, I advise you to run like Hell next time and leave scientific observations to the scientists."

  When they went to a commercial Mommy Smith looked in the back seat to figure out what the commotion was, "Enard and Abelard! Git yer heads back in the car. What is in your hand outside the window?"

"Nuthin'"

In the next instant, a Flying Duck billed Platypus was frantically flapping in the back seat. "Roy! Pull over…one of the mutants is in the back seat!"  In less than another second, Daddy Smith   rolled down the window and then grabbed the mutant platypus   as Mrs. Smith grabbed the wheel and drove.

After flinging it out the window he calmly asked, "Geez, you guys. You didn't have enough fun at the cabin?" The kids, always eager for mischief, shrugged their shoulders. Up ahead a ground level flock of the GMM Flying Duck Bills was sloppily flying just above the car. In their own mindless way, these creatures were trying not to get hit, yet oddly attracted to moving vehicles like Love Bugs.  Bink! One hit the side of the car HARD. 

The parents conferred quietly, "I'm a little worried about this Dale," Dad said as he got out his handgun and flipped the safety with his thumb.

"Don't let the kids see you sweat," she whispered, and then pointed in the road at five of those things standing there.  Dad slowed the car to a crawl and aimed.

Just as they stopped, Daddy Smith said, "hey kids, look at your old dad. Left handed!" BLAM BLAM BLAM. "Kill 5 birds with 3 stones, not bad. Or… a bird in the hand is….Hey! Dad has a request, I just remembered something."  They drove around the bodies then got back up to a normal speed.  "My favorite Dr. Kurts episode.  I want to hear the Dr. Kurts episode about the KIKI Birds. Someone do a search, would ya. That face cracks me up every time."  He loved his 2029 F-250, and every seat had its own screen and online access. 

In seconds it was playing on the screen. " Welcome to Vanishing! Species! Geopathic! featuring esteemed professor and scientist, Dr. Bowell J Kurts. Today he discusses the immortal, or seemingly so,…the amazing … the inimitable, Kiki Bird; a rare species that is only found in central Quebec Canada near the St James Bay."

The camera cut away to Dr. Kurts who began his narration. "The Kiki bird is, of course, the unfortunate genetic hybrid of a Kiwi bird and an ostrich and a Penguin.  The, uh. Kiki Bird has thick feathers and is able to live in subzero temperatures."

"These feathers are not used for flying, but to protect themselves from the tribe of Amerioque Hosers that go up there to feast and gorge themselves on the delicious Kiki during the summer.  Those ugly and disgusting, post-apocalyptic, snot gobbling, feather ripping humans, completely gorge on the Kiki." Pausing briefly he continued, “Luckily for the Kiki bird, there is only a short hunting season at the end of July.  Unlike most GMM's, the Kiki's meat is prized. Far better than chicken and weighing 300 pounds, this is one of the few species taken out of the crosshairs of eradication and into the kitchens of international chefs."

Dr Kurtz continued saying, "The young Kiki is hatched from a five foot egg and we presume that this is also why there are so few of them left in the wild, and very very few females left in the wild.  After an exhausting birth, the female passes out temporarily and the male covers the egg with snow and dead hosers. In 3 months a deranged, but otherwise healthy KIKI emerges."

Then the camera did a close up on his face as he sincerely pleaded to the audience, "Help me, would you, " Dr Kurtz's plaintive glazed gaze stared out of the screen, " Help me save them marvelous creatures…won't you? Our Save A KIKI Fund may be the tether that keeps them from extinction." He paused dramatically, " Or it may be the window that we watch them disappear. "

 Every age spot filled the screen with an extreme close-up.  He had poked his eye off camera to get a tear rolling down. "Please don't let them go extinct," and the tear cascaded down his face.

"Send fifty dollars a week to the address you see on your screen. For the visually impaired, here is the address. I'll wait till you get a pencil. It's Dr. Kurts care of (c/o) Joes Bar & Grill 33, 33rd Street. Postal Zone 3. North Wilburville Maine. "

The moderator said, "Dr Kurts will send you a picture of your underprivileged KIKI along with a colorful progress chart."  Then they cut to a commercial.`

The Smiths were on the highway just outside of town where the swamps were reported to be haunted. Almost there! More Flying Duck Bills were visible in the brighter street lights as they approached Wilburville.  Then the dark cloud came into view and Mrs. Smith said, "there's thousands of them!" and it became very dark that moon lit night.

The cloud approached, a few fly by and then began furiously splattering against the windshield. Soon, out of every window, the snarling monsters could be seen. Abelard the oldest, rolled down his window and grabbed one and beat it on the back of the front seat as they all shared a good belly laugh. As they were roaring with laughter Dad Smith said loudly, "If we're gonna die, at least we'll go down laughing!!!""  Then the car stalled and the windows began breaking and a vicious attack commenced. 

 

Dr Kurtz was one way we could discuss some of the dangers of genetic manipulation, and you may have noticed the entire chapter is concerned with genetic engineering, and what we imagined for the future. Now with GMO's, we have become too close to this becoming a reality.