FBI Casefile: Al Sharpton

Sometimes, being a cop is hard. What’s harder, is being a teacher. If you have a student with a disability that’s sensitive, i.e., the conjoined and congenital combination of error of child and discipline of parent to induce condition, you may not know what to do.

That’s why America, has the National Democratic Committee, the donkeys.

Al Sharpton had a father, with incontinent bowels, from celiac disease. Naturally, Al Sharpton inherited this. He was driven to obesity, bulemia, and speech mitochondriosis, the energy of his carbohydrates matching his inexplicable loss of words and grammar, only found through music.

They decided to make Al Sharpton a cop, on the force, for the rest of his life, since he was in a mill town.

Sadly, Al Sharpton had a tribal gene, making him a red blooded American serial killer, not some poor black cop on the beat for the rest of his life working American slave labor cases for various Scouts pursuits. Al Sharpton, was a US President. A psychopathic madman, bent on power, to wield it for good, to protect what he loved, his little town, and anything like it.

So they taught Al Sharpton, Friedrich Nietzsche.

So what do you think is Friedrich Nietzsche? Nietzsche, was a prosthetics doctor, that learned French heroin smuggling, to produce a compatible text to Schopenhauer (political economy, the Jewish Mafia) and Karl Marx (coded ciphers, for domination of English-speaking and American and Chinese or European oriented universities). Anything dramatic you could ever fit into, is in Nietzschean influenced texts, particularly American comic books.

But Sharpton didn’t like comics, he was a President. He didn’t understand Nietzsche, and thought it was a self-help set of texts, for the American man or woman, to “release”, a transcendental Buddhist term for an influx of sphincter phlegm, and an exhale out the mouth, to turn a Marine Corps veteran into a police officer, for a SWAT squad.

Al Sharpton, had been firearm trained, had the day ever come, when he’d be needed to put down a riot, with thompsons and guns he called it – riot guns, net launchers, tear gas, grenades, concussion frags, helmets, shields, kevlar, facemasks, pistols, pepperspray, assault rifles, sniper’s frags, scopes, the whole nine yards. He needed the “release” system of meditation, the “ahhh”.

Now, what did Al Sharpton do, exactly? He recruited a soul restaurant manager, in his own mind, Martin Luther King Jr., to become a forced civil rights patron, by recruiting a “black” (Irish civil police codes of pre-Masonic Ireland) and African-American man, a preacher, named Jesse Jackson, a spouse batterer, to ruin Martin Luther King Jr.’s entire life, and force him to become a minister, by offering him a woman. MLK Jr. took the woman, much to his detriment, instead of just dropping out of society, to save his life, another Cartman cartoon character on TV, with Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson prolonging together in a homosexual relationship.

Al Sharpton, later had MLK Jr. killed, for marking him as a “cop”, because Al Sharpton, was against messy eating and fast chow, a mark of a business man, not enjoying his food. Al Sharpton enjoyed every bite, because of that hard vomit out of his mouth, and later, a big shit of the hershey’s sweets kisses into the toilet, those festule matter left after expunging and expelling the hard minerals out of his leaky gut, from alcohol soda recipes as a child, drinking around age 10-11, to duplicate Martin Luther, a brain damaged preacher that everyone in Europe hates, especially Lutherans (for inventing a religion where you have to convert to another religion, to master it).

But what did Al Sharpton do, the worst thing he did? Where does Nietzsche fit in?

He had read, Twilight of the Idols, and was inspired by a paragraph about invalids. He had had a naughty nurse fantasy, since childhood, and was also into queening, the act of a woman sitting on a man’s face, facing the feet, seeking to steal Loretta Scott King. Queening, is a business man’s fetish, and MLK Jr. was a business man until the day he died, so Jesse Jackson could sell his legacy, mostly just the reputation, to white middle of the road schools around the world, to become multinationally famous, as “Adolf Hitler, but black, do it right”, Jesse’s term for his own work he authored and structured.

And now, from Al Sharpton’s texts, we seen man-on-woman queening serial killers emerging, the only ones in the public being Josef Fritzel of Austria-Hungary, Ariel Castro of the United States, and Nils Goren of Germany, all of them with the fantasies of being a crossdressing nurse, Harley Quinn or Catwoman or Poison Ivy, sitting on Batgirl, or any variation of a female comic heroine, for reading comics.

Al Sharpton, a cop never retires. We hope you don’t, either.

Published by cheater120

Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free.

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