IN 2019 CONGRESS SAID TO GTFO OF HIS BIOGRAPHY AND DWELLING! STILL HERE... PULL THE PLUG AND STFU

DEAR OFFICE OF HURRICANE AND EARTHQUAKES: I WILL KEEP YOU ABREAST OF THEIR NEW POLITICAL ADS. THEY CLAIM THEY DID NOT KNOW THEY DID THIS TO YOU AND WHO WROTE THE MASTER PLANS OR THIS MASTERPIECE, ALL COPYRIGHTED! THEY CLAIM THEY FOUND IT AND ARE YOUR STAFF, ALSO MINE. GIVE THEM ALL 24 HOURS. THEY KNEW THIS WAS A FAKE POLICE REPORT AND KNEW IT WAS NO CONTEST, DO OR DIE ONLY! THEY WASTED OUR TIME AND ATTACKED US, WE DID NOT WASTE THEIR TIME OR ATTACK THEM WITH $125 BILLION US DOLLARS OR TRILLIONS IN WW3 WAR COFFERS.

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MY STORY IS ALREADY WRITTEN, NO CONTEST. ALL I HAVE TO DO IS WRITE YOUR COVERT POLICE AND UNDER THE RADAR SIDE AND LET MY STORY AND SIDE CROWD YOU OUT OR STOMP ON YOU UNTIL YOU ARE DOWN. TAKE A DIVE? TRY AGAIN? IT MUST BE RAPE OR NAKED AGGRESSION, 9120 DAYS LATER? YOU DO NOT KNOW WHY YOUR MILITARY FUNDING OR MILITARY-INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES WERE UNPLUGGED, SHUTDOWN, KILLED, OR ORDERED OUT OF OUR CHAIN OF COMMAND; YOUR HOME ONLY?

Monday, October 11, 2010

CANNOT TELL SHE LOVES ME, LIVING LIFE TOGETHER, DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE, CAN'T TELL ANYTHING, REALLY ANGRY NOW, SHE DID NOT SAY IT; GAVE UP; 10.13.2010


SICK OF IT: Dear God, I don't care anymore. All I want to do is get high and take off my clothes. We are all innocent and we must give it up because it is hateful to be rock crazy; is that what Ann wants? Maybe if she does not care anymore and only wants to get high and make sweet love; then take some pictures in domineering positions; its all hate and not good. Ann, can't you tell I love you and if we are innocent? You have such a dirty mind, CLICK HERE TO SEE NAKED PICTURES of girls who like to show it off.

Warning: iFox News is playing the usual Catholic and Jewish delimma; "you hate your employer, don't you" game with Ann. The management at Fox needs to be fired or transferred.

Greg Gutfeld: I don't mind people making fun of me and it is part of life. Greg Gutfeld needs to be fired from Fox News and be banned from the industry altogether. That will be very funny, when a hurricane is steered as iRush Limbaugh puts it. So the Greg Gutfeld firing party countdown has begun. Hey Ann, how many thanks do I owe you now for bringing in this MF?

Fact: the reason Ann does not tell me is because if she does or did, she cannot say later on, "but I did not mean to upset you... not done to intentionally piss you off." Now Gutfeld is making jokes about hanging out at your apartment Ann, google that and lets see if you score 1 yes to DQ all of you. Let me guess, Christmas parties at your apartment too? Even better, happy hour every Thursday of the month at your NY apartment; did they even think to google that? Ann, the war is not over yet so you are on sacred ground until then. At least you cleaned it up for me as I had asked.

Dear Ann, there is a lot of truth in my grief with you. I need a girl that brings me more happiness than grief, if any. I need a girl that does not bar hop more than college kids. I need a girl that does not conduct business with alcohol as a standard or practice. I need a girl that is true to her word, not always saying "don't worry." I need a girl that does not need excuses or always saying, "it's just total lies Alex." I need a girl that does not meet 1000 men per month. I need a girl that I feel more comfortable with than without. I need a girl that does not mess up and ask me for forgiveness. I need a normal basic girl; nothing fancy or too easy to criticize. Wow, Ann you work so hard and so fast; you are really getting a lot done by traveling so much. How do they stalk you?

As I tried to explain, it is embarassing and humiliating to be with you. It has always been since around 1998 or 1999; it is much worse now. You are always slow or never there; always somewhere else or doing something else. I know your heart is with me and rightfully so, mine is with you. As a partner, I could not ask for a better one. What you are asking from me was too much, way too much. I know you tried your hardest to make it work or as easy for me, but messed up. I know you kept me in the background, away from danger and the peril of fame. I know you took the punches for me and are able to get along with those who kidnapped me; to figure out what they were doing or up to.

As I said, it brings me no joy or happiness to hear about your dating life. Whether it is to get back at Bill Maher, to quiet critics who break your confidence or self esteem, or appease those who fill you with blind hate; these total lies and stunts end up as ammuntion shot at me. Some of it hurts. Some of it leaves a permanent mark. You give them more and more regardless expecting a different outcome. You are too trusting, what I call a slug with others; but women are very good with kids. I do not enjoy fighting your battles whatsoever. As you can see and everybody clearly knows, you love fighting mine. You love my life more than I do. You love me more than you love yourself. This is why it is so difficult with you and without you.

What I hate most is when women talk about you. It is true. You can say it is not true or your intentions were much different; but the pain did impact both sides. You meet too many men. You claim and dare anybody to look up maids, bell boys, hotel clerks, etc... just to prove you are worthy of love. You travel more than anybody I have seen; yet you enjoy kicking back at bars or strangers. This tells me something about you and it is bad. You are running from what most people consider responsibilities. You are running from the truth. You know my mental powers and how I can transport myself to different dreams and places. we both share in pain and sorrow; but also winning and the process of being a champion.

Twenty years is a long time but this is not what I had wanted in life or signed up for; it is your dream and you want it bad. You want it bad enough to wreck our friendship many times over. You want this dream bad enough to weep and cry when I get angry at you for causing so many permanent problems. One of your dates last forever and is used back at you 100 or 1000 times; a curse. Yet you stack em up and dare others to take their best swing, a fool. I see the change in your body. I see the change in your looks. I see how you became yourself again in 2009 and are much happier now. But you are not happy, not inside. You are worried also. So you cling to strangers and the warmth or admiration they give you. You love to travel and escape the reality you must face eventually.

It is embarassing to hear about you in a bar every week. It is embarassing to see you always with a glass of wine or so social. It is humiliating to hear men call me or talk to me about you. It is humiliating to hang on the edge of "oh my god she went on another date" or dinner. It was the most humiliating experience in my 40 year life to defend a woman three men claimed to have sex with or were engaged to. It is humiliating to be the 20th man you were engaged to while you refuse to say I was the 1st and 2nd. You seem very comfortable with this and do not worry. It was embarassing to sit there and watch as friends, Fox, your circle of glee; set you up with one man after the next; somewhat powerless. It is very embarassing to hear about men calling you or texting you; as if you are okay with it. iRush and iHannity says you talk to them in code or encrypt secret messages to friends in your articles. I know you always write me and have.

To me, most women dream of your single life while you claim you are such a great choice or make a great wife. Why sell a car if it was hit or broken down? I had to read reports of you having a new beau or spotted on a date here and there. Then it was groups of people coming to your new home or your "close circle of friends" at it again. How do I return the favor? Your crazed maniacs are angry at you or me. All of your boyfriends and ex boyfriends are angry at me. All of your dinner dates and potential husbands are angry with me. The only person okay or not worried is you. If this keeps up I will need smelling salt for the remainder of my life. Now I have a cursed life but it is not as bad as before; and it is a rule to share in life with your partner. Why was it so hard for me forget the past, any ideas Ann?

Of course I do not think you would do anything bad or betray me; now I am not sure. I am not sure because betrayal is your middle name. They were telling me you are sneaking around and either cheated or will; a bad choice. It is humiliating even if it is a total lie and abstract. Ann ask a female this, "oh by the way, your husband slept with another stranger the other day; it was all over the airwaves." This was super humiliating also, "oh your husband was caught with another girl, in his arms." Hey Ann, Alex showed up at some event with some hot chick; how come you are not with him? That is the story of Ann Coulter through the eyes of Alex. Ann did a lot of begging and crying to make it this far. If people want to know why Ann is worried or not; then walk a day in her shoes. Alex's story is heart breaking; to have evil and rotten bastards trash his life and try to rob him of everything. Maybe I will point a satellite at them one day? Maybe I have already? Who knows and who cares?

The person who can speak about you the best is the one who knows you best. You have events and violence done to you which is not strong enough to erase the past; though you seek danger to erase it. A very dangerous signal and way to change your past, but you are running and one day will have to face reality. The reality is you may not be as happy as you claim and not as smart as others think. Did I mention you cause a lot of jealousy and angst? Lucky for you, you have another life to love, mine. I hid it to protect it; to wait out the storm. You love it and waited all your life for the storm to pass, didn't you. The secret is only you knew or know. You are the only one who knows how to use my Matrix and virtual satellite warfare strategy board. You are the only one in my life who will also; it remains at two until our death. Like war and combat, I am doing this for the person next to me; that is all.

These women talk about you and how you are still searching for a husband. Then they make me feel left out or how they love your life. They are the ones talking about you. They are the ones I had to save you from. You all are strange creatures, very imperfect and weak. You give life few meanings. You are best left alone, to admire. I do not know why I stay, it must be for a good reason or a strong force; most people do not understand. I understand. I am able to transport myself; leave the reality of now and travel as I wish. Out of all this you must make some sense and understand it Ann, it will bring you peace and comfort to know the worst is over. Because I created the satellite warfare virtual matrix; you are kind of stuck with it. You cannot use it without me and you cannot find anybody to replace me; you are just my biographer and partner, there to help. By the way, these women say I am in denial and you do not care; I am sugar coating your dating life. So am I in denial Ann or is it that bad? Read everything above and tell me if I am in denial or is it that bad. Did you really do this for me Ann, for us, or some whacked out reason you do not wish to share? So transport yourself Ann, into my world and into my being and look at yourself or what you have done; how do you fix it or do you?

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