Joe or some psychic in the Illuminati impersonating Joe…referenced the curry in the last episode of And Just Like That. …Or a demon. But…Lacey really hadn’t seen the episode.
Also…Lem was weirdly similar to George Campbell. Campbell being a reference to Pete Campbell.
But that’s where it gets really contentious.
There’s an argument between feminists who side with DW’s niece, friend of Yoko. Because she’s on Lacey’s side. Hence Campbell. …It’s a reference to Louis and his historically certified American aristocratic ancestry on his mother’s side. Because he and DW’s niece both side with Lacey. DW herself sides with Lacey.
Scott laughs.
The They interrupted him. Joe Jr. interrupted him. …In 2013…ten summers ago…Scott saved Lacey’s life. As a ghost. By being a ghost.
VHS Dream plays.
“Mr. Blue reminded her of F. Scott Fitzgerald. And that should have been enough to warn me. Truly. …Huge red flag spiritually considering she’s from Minnesota. And she’s extremely beautiful. And…she found the Illuminati if it exists. …That’s damn creepy.” says a Sarah somewhere.
And now, ten years later Lem emerges. As himself. Thanks to the Met and Woody Allen and the Titanic.
Dead Asmats feel responsible. If you’re mad…blame them, they suggest. Their art is…very dangerous. …But God uses anything He wants to bring glory to His name.
So…the fight rages between DW and the Wobbly Crew.
On the one side you have John Lennon and DW…and Ari Onassis and Bobby Kennedy Sr. and Queen Elizabeth I…and the Titanic.
The Asmats nod. They’re explaining.
One the other side you have Wobbly and his Cool Crew. …Biden. The DNC. The Clintons. Some white nationalists (not all). Ukraine (mostly). Factions of tech bros. Factions. Not all. The American media…mostly. Vast swaths of “liberal elites.” …And Bill Gates…vacillates. So do a few other famous billionaires.
And what’s it over?
Lem’s sexual orientation.
“How are we interrupting you two?” asks an indignant tech bro.
“You spiritually attack her violently.” says Lem. “Just as I’m about to begin making love most passionately to her. Or climax during intercourse.”
“But we couldn’t do that to you two unless you both secretly wanted it.” says the tech bro.
“That was the point of the episode, you idiot!” says Wobbly to Lacey.
“Ah yes.” says Joe Jr.. “My beloved nephew.”
“I’m not your nephew! I was there!” says Wobbly.
“Does it make any difference to you that I died before you were born?” asks Joe.
Silence.
“You never met me!” says Joe Jr..
“You’re not real!” yells Smobbly.
“Why would you ever assume that?!??” asks DW.
“You’re not real either!” yells Wobbly.
“Are you trying to heal?” asks Louis. “Just because Lacey can handle it doesn’t mean you should try to pulverize her. …You’re a grown man.”
“She’s not your father. Or Jack.” says Lem. “She’s tough but you’re still…in a sort of advantage.”
“That’s not anti feminist. That’s anti bullshit.” says DW. “Also…you’d never be able to interrupt Lacey and Lem. Even as an infant. They’d get away occasionally. …It’s…bullshit.”
“She means you’re the ones full of shit.” says Louis.
The Asmats nod. This is…so ordinary. So common. So…so predictable.
Summertime Sadness wonders.
“So…ah…what’s our status?” a Jew asks the Asmats.
“You’ve upset your ancestors. Obviously.” says one as a preemptive, quick response. “If they’re watching you from Purgatory. You’ve upset God.”
“See here’s what bothers me. She’s possibly talking to real ghosts. She’s desperate. And she doesn’t want to be involved in witchcraft. So she’s either talking to real ghosts…and you’re not…or you’re just being Satanists.” says a reader.
“You think what she says is far more likely to be accurate?” asks Wobbly.
“About Lem or you?” she asks. “You’re not Lem.”
“That’s manipulation!” says Wobbly.
“How?” she asks.
“You are evil.” says Wobbly.
“Did you sleep with him?” she asks.
“No! But…I had a wet dream. And he was in it. And that’s weird. Say what you want. I think he molested me.” says Wobbly.
“Like psychologically?” she asks.
“No! Just…somehow.” he says.
“How? Physically? Spiritually?” she asks.
“Maybe spiritually. We were probably madly in love with each other on another planet or in a previous life. Okay?!? There was serious heat between us.” says Wobbly.
“So you had a crush on him?!?” she asks.
“No! Not really. …I had a crush on him. But really…he…had a crush on me.” he says.
“So you had a crush on him?” she asks.
“Yeah right! I was a kid!” says Wobbly.
“How did he indicate that he had a crush on you?” she asks.
“He’d be nice to me.” says Wobbly.
“In what way?!??” she asks.
“Telling funny jokes. Buying heroin. …Trying to be…endearing.” says Wobbly.
“So…he gave you heroin? And enabled you to date prostitutes? And what else?” she asks.
“He didn’t buy me prostitution. I brought them. …He bought food and drugs. And was so nice about it.” he says.
A white southerner furrows his brow. “He bought you drugs?”
“Yeah! It’s not like you! Chill!” says Wobbly.
“How’s it not like me?” he asks.
“Because I’m elite!” says Wobbly. He rolls his eyes.
“Is Lacey being nice to you right now?” he asks.
“Yeah. She’s obsessed with me.” says Wobbly. “Obvious starfucker.”
“Are you sure about that?!” he asks.
“Let’s ditch this conversation!” a tech bro says to Wobbly.
“If they’re trying to mock me or kill me…with heroin…that’s just mean.” says Wobbly. “And they’re not mean people. As annoying as they are.”
“So you think Lem was trying to kill you?!?” asks a Jew.
“No! He was my friend.” says Wobbly.
“Your friend?!?” asks a woman.
“Yeah! My friend. We talked. He…held me once when I was sad. On his lap. And I cried. But…that was the end of our friendship in that way. After that I was just…chill.” says Wobbly.
“So he couldn’t parent you anymore?” asks DW. “Was there anything sexual about that moment?”
“No.” says Wobbly. “But the more I grew into a man…he…obviously fell in love with me.”
“Why do you think he fell in love with you?” asks DW.
“He smiled around me. A lot. And…bought me heroin.” he says.
“In a sexual way?” asks DW.
“No. But he was so smiley. And he always obliged.” says Wobbly.
“With heroin?” asks DW.
“Yeah! So?!?” says Wobbly, scoffing.
Piañolo by Perez Prado and His Orchestra plays.
“So…he bought you copious amounts of cocaine and heroin?” asks DW.
“I refuse to answer that.” says Wobbly.
“Why?” asks her niece.
Wobbly smiles. “That’s… Look…he wasn’t trying to kill me!” he says.
“Are you sure?” asks a western gate.
“Yeah!! I’m positive!” he says confidently.
The song plays.
“He was one you?” scoffs DW’s niece. “Just a harmless, prissy, curtain expert who sucked your uncle’s cock for free. No charge. No strings attached. For decades.”
“Like an illegal Mexican maid!” says DW’s niece. “Your beloved Consuela!”
“And Consuela loved sucking the shit off your ass and eating it just as much as she sucked your uncle’s cock?” asks DW. “It was fun for her!!!”
“That’s what his mommy told him.” says Lacey.
“You don’t have to worry! You’re elite! Lem…loved you!” says a dead Schiebel.
“When you’re…finally old money…everything is safe. Everybody knows. And servants…lick your shit…and love it.” says Lacey.
“Yah! We do!” says a dead black slave, giggling. “I’d have given you heroin too.”
The songs starts over.
Naive new money dimwits in the America of the post WWII boom…shake their asses. They believe every damn word the liberals tell them. …For decades.
Piañolo plays.
A building in Miami collapses as the song ends.
“Uh oh!” says Elliott Roosevelt.
Whipped Cream & Other Delights by Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass plays.
“Are we friends?” Elliott asks Wobbly.
“Of course! My man!” says Wobbly.
El Garbanzo by Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass plays.
“What if I gave you heroin? Regularly.” asks Elliott.
“You’d wonder why he was encouraging your addiction.” says JFK.
“Maybe.” says Wobbly.
“Then…why was Lem any different?” asks Elliott.
“He was a family friend. And he was trusted. And he…used because I encouraged it. I…got him started.” says Wobbly.
“Oh really?!?” asks Elliott. “And then he encouraged it?”
“Yeah. He’d never done heroin before.” says Wobbly.
“He wasn’t just looking for a way to kill you and him both?” asks Elliott.
Wobbly thinks. “He was so nice!”
“He is nice!” says Elliott.
“Your mother didn’t try to kill my uncle!” says Wobbly.
“No. If we did it. She did.” says Elliott.
Holiday House by Beach House plays.
“He was a dangerous meth addict.” says Elliott. “People used heroin and didn’t like it. Earlier than 1968. But…it’s a nice way to die. Relatively speaking. …My mother was personally offended.”
“Why?” asks Wobbly with fake, condescending nicety of FDR’s son.
“She…didn’t like your family, my good dude!” says Elliott. “She found them…repulsive. Especially your uncle Jack.” He thinks. “As he became a man she knew he was gay. She’s like Lacey. And she had no tolerance for his…vile audacity or gross self-pity. He used people. She watched. And after Marilyn she wanted him dead. …She knew Lem was straight too. If he was. And…she killed your uncle…if we did it. She was…brilliant.”
“We really didn’t like Jack.” says Louis.
The Asmats grow worried.
Michael grabs Lacey. Lem darts out as well.
“I don’t know.” shrugs Wobbly.
“No?” asks his dead wife Mary who hung herself after he brutally abandoned her. She sips a Champagne. In the stairwell of an Upper East Side house.
Stan by Eminem plays.
“No. Lem was gay and he loved my uncle.” says Wobbly. “They were the hottest couple of the 20th Century.”
“Really? Not us?” asks Mary.
“Oh shut-up!” says Wobbly.
“You never loved me at all.” says Mary.
“That’s not true.” says Wobbly calmly.
“No. It is true. You didn’t love me.” says Mary.
“That’s crazy. I was your soulmate.” says Wobbly.
“You were far from my soulmate.” she says. “After I killed myself in a way no one could dispute…”. She thinks. “Or did you strangle me to death?” She thinks. “Either way…I got over you. I can’t stand you.”
“Whatever, you dumb bitch!” he says.
“Yeah? I’m not a bitch. You broke me.” she says. “Except…I loved you. So I hung myself. …Why do you think…Lem never did?”
“Because Jack was incredibly psychologically faithful to Lem. He never cheated on him.” says Wobbly.
“Really? Like your dad and Jackie?” asks Mary.
“No!” says Wobbly.
“No? No. That’s what you think. Because you read it about your family. And you believed it. …Does Ethel know?” she asks.
“It’s both true and untrue.” says Wobbly.
“You’re just contradicting yourself.” says Mary.
“Yeah. Okay. But…Jack was faithful.” says Wobbly.
“No. He cheated with Jackie too. Just like your dad.” says Mary. “You don’t know yourself or your family. You just read stuff and believe it. Because you’re a black hole. You…have very little real soul. Most of what you say and do is meaningless.”
The song plays.
It ends.
“That’s not Mary!” says Wobbly.
Zero plays.
“Why not?” asks Eleanor Roosevelt.
“Because Lacey…is my obsessive fan. And a peasant.” says Mr. Blue.
“Connect the dots for me.” says Eleanor Roosevelt.
“Don’t you see???” asks Mr. Blue.
“No. Connect the dots.” says Eleanor.
“So…she…is a shallow twat.” says Mr. Blue. “And she wants money because she’s poor. But she’s a slut.”
“Oh! That’s exciting! What does she look like?!?” asks Michael Rockefeller.
“That’s funny. But this is real.” says Mr. Blue.
“What does she look like? Come on man!” says Michael.
“Look for yourself!” says Mr. Blue.
“Why don’t you tell me?” asks Michael.
“Fine! She’s hot.” he says.
“Let me see!” says Michael.
Michael looks. “Yeah! She’s hot.”
“Right? So…she used me. For clout.” he says.
“With who? And I don’t understand. How does she get your money?” asks Michael.
“She wants me to contact her.” explains Mr. Blue.
“How will she get your money?” asks Michael.
“I’ll pay her for her sex.” says Mr. Blue.
“Damn! She’s a real gold-digger?!? Who looks like this?!?” says Michael. “I’ll get her. Or you die.”
Mr. Blue looks crestfallen.
“What?!? I’m just taking her off your hands!” says Michael, upset.
“She’s madly in love with me. She’ll be heartbroken!” says Mr. Blue sincerely. “I can’t let you do that. That’s misogyny.”
“I don’t care. I’ll kill you.” says Michael
“That’s misogyny.” says Mr. Blue.
“No! It’s a death threat.” says Michael.
“I’ll never be okay with that. I’ll always be unhappy.” says Mr. Blue.
“Why?” asks Michael.
“Because I’m a man who values human rights.” says Mr. Blue.
“What about my right to fuck her for money?” asks Michael.
“I’m not okay with that. But…I can’t stop you. You’re right.” says Mr. Blue.
“She doesn’t love you. You said that.” says Michael. “I’m horny. And she turns me on. It’s simple math.”
“Okay! Whatever dude!” says Mr. Blue.
“She’s not going to leave me alone. She’ll bother my husband and I, my god. I feel like I’m in a movie! …She’ll just come back!” says Mrs. Blue.
“Let me worry about that.” says Michael, laughing.
“Are you going to kill her?” asks Mrs. Blue clutching her pearls. If Mr. Blue had pearls he’d clutch them too.
“No! It’s unlikely to come to that end. Have no fear!” says Michael.
“Well…Minnesota peasants are a good lot. Cheeses. Lakes. Scandinavian countries! Etc.” says Mr. Blue grinning confidently.
“You think she has a venereal disease?” asks Michael.
“Yes! She seems trashy!” says Mr. Blue.
“Street trash!” says Batgirl III.
“But she’s hot!!” says Michael.
“Oh…like sex?” asks a gay man.
“Yeah! Vaginal intercourse.” says Michael.
“Eww!!!” he says with a sense of righteousness.
“What do you two do?!?” Michael asks the Blues.
“Pegging!” says Mr. Blue snobbishly.
“Pegging?” asks Michael.
“Anal?” says the gay man, flirting.
“Yeah!” says Michael condescendingly. “Gee! I’d never heard of anal sex until tonight! I prefer vaginal. Sorry if that offends you all.”
“You’re a misogynist!” bites Mrs. Blue, running off in tears.
“I’m done. Don’t bother me. I’d die and still win.“ says Michael.
“Win what?!” asks Mr. Blue. “You’re a misogynist.”
“Everything.” says Michael Rockefeller.
“Fine! Take her! It’s stupid! She’s icky. And so are you!” says Mr. Blue charging off in a huff.
“He’s in love with me! Isn’t he?” Mr. Blue asks a liberal journalist to get the 411.
“Yeah! Totally!” she says.
“Hmm. Okay. Giving jealousy!” he says seriously before walking off.
Michael creates a false online persona to romance Lacey. Get her to sext.
“I think she’s offended!” says a sassy, proud gay man.
“Who?” asks Michael.
“Mr. Blue.” he says.
“Who cares!” says Michael.
“Don’t you want to be nice?” asks the gay man.
And at that a man punches the sassy gay man in the head. And then the gut. Then hits him over the head with the back of gun.
“Defend yourself or it’s not rape!” says Michael. “You want in? Jack will fuck you good. Just fight him off like Lem. Or if you can’t because you’re too small…you must want it!”
And at that Mr. Blue, unaware, stands on the table and does a sexual dance for Michael in his face. For money.
Mrs. Blue sees and says, “I don’t see that!”
And so Michael gets up and walks off as Michelle plays.
He orders a spotlight to be placed on Mr. Blue. The partygoers erupt into brawling. Mr. Blue dances unaware in a thong.
“Go get ‘em honey!” says Mrs. Blue with a huge, proud grin.
“Yeah!!” cheers Batgirl III. She whistles through her teeth. Smiles and smirks.
Willfully unaware the Bat Crew has fun. Just them. Nobody else is watching.
“You’re my hero!!!” yells Mrs. Blue.
Heading cheers, but unaware where they’re coming from…Mr. Blue hams it up. He gets carried away and strips naked. The Bat Crew fangirls him.
Led Zeppelin plays and they rise from their seats and yell loudly. He genuinely believes he has the whole world by the tail.
Hearing the cheers Wobbly wanders over out of jealousy and intrigue.
“What’s up man?” he asks Mr. Blue seriously.
“Hey! How are you?” asks Mr. Blue with posh benevolence.
“Good! Chill! Chillin!” says Wobbly.
The female Bat Crew is annoyed by the interruption.
“Cool man! Cool!” says Mr. Blue.
They smile together prissy and yet self-confident.
“Let’s hang sometime!” says Wobbly.
“Smoke? Yeah? Where?” asks Mr. Blue.
“I don’t know. We’ll see what happens. I’ve just been so busy lately with stuff.” says Wobbly.
“That’s cool. No, that’s cool!” says Mr. Blue.
“Cool!” says Wobbly.
“Good to see you man!” says Mr. Blue hugging him.
“It’s always good seeing you?” teases Wobbly.
“Yeah? Cool!” says Mr. Blue forgetting he’s naked.
“Yeah! So. See you later!” says Wobbly.
“Cool! Hey dude…I have a folder of shit I want your opinion on!” says Mr. Blue.
Bashful, “Thank you for believing me!”
“You mean a lot to me!” says Mr. Blue.
“Why?!?” asks Wobbly.
“You’re my hero.” says Mr. Blue.
Wobbly shrugs.
“Yeah! I’m everybody’s hero!” he says
“No! You really are! I love you!” says Mr. Blue.
“Thanks.” says Wobbly.
Mr. Blue gets off the table and walks over to Wobbly. Puts his hand on his shoulder. Caresses his back. Grabs his hand.
“You’ve got great eyes!” says Mr. Blue.
“So what?” says Wobbly.
“So plenty, man!” says Mr. Blue. “Come on, dude!”
“No! No! I know. They’re really blue.” he says.
They hold hands.
The Bat Crew distracts themselves on their phones.
“We should kiss!” says Mr. Blue. “For real!”
“I don’t know if I’m ready yet.” says Wobbly.
“Too bad!” says Mr. Blue. He kisses Wobbly.
Wobbly giggles. “You’re not my usual type.”
“What? The dick?” asks Mr. Blue.
“Yeah. I usually fuck lots of hot chicks.” says Wobbly.
“Yeah! I know. Me too. Everyday. But…I like getting anal. And I love getting head.” says Mr. Blue.
“I get laid. But I’m great at oral sex.” says Wobbly.
“Like my cock?” asks Mr. Blue.
“It’s fine. Not as great as mine. Wanna see?” asks Wobbly.
“No. I mean…I’m busy.” says Mr. Blue.
“With what?!?” asks Wobbly.
“Stuff.” scoffs Mr. Blue.
Let Go by Frou Frou plays.
“Don’t make this personal!” says Wobbly.
“It’s all personal!” says Mr. Blue, crying.
They fume and stare at each other.
“I have a wife!” yells Wobbly.
“So do I! And two or three dates?” says Mr. Blue.
“We’re monogamous!” says Wobbly.
“So are we!” yells Mr. Blue.
“Fine. I’ll make time.” says Wobbly. “What do you go by at hotels? What’s your name? What should I call you?”
“Call me by your name. Then they’ll think we’re married.” says Mr. Blue.
“They’re going to recognize us.” says Wobbly.
“No. We look a lot different in person. But I don’t mind.” says Mr. Blue as he kisses Wobbly.
They kiss.
“We aren’t gay! I’m not gay. Neither are you. No, we’re…ravens of light…under a dark moon of madness at sea.” says Mr. Blue.
“Sure.” says Wobbly.
“Don’t give up on me.” says Mr. Blue.
“I’ll come around too.” says Wobbly.
“We don’t like pussy. We just fuck it like broken backed…comrades…heroes…studs.” says Mr. Blue.
“Yeah! We fuck chicks. But we’re into cock.” says Wobbly.
“We’re complicated and daring. Strong. Brave. Warriors of light. Fluid…mysteries of hope for all of humanity.” says Mr. Blue.
“We’re right.” says Wobbly.
“We’ll see. That might not be god enough.” says Mr. Blue.
“Hey honey! Nice to see you’re alone!” says Mrs. Blue. High.
“Right! See you tonight, gorgeous!” says Mr. Blue kindly.
“You gotta go. See…I understand that. I really do.” says Wobbly.
“No. I’m more complicated than you. But okay. We’ll see. Maybe you’re my equal.” says Mr. Blue.
“You’re my inferior!” says Wobbly.
“We’re in love. Shh! Don’t tell your boyfriends.” says Mr. Blue.
“Okay! Love you! Bye!” says Wobbly.
“Don’t worry. You’ll never get over me.” says Mr. Blue.
More later.
“They aren’t in love like Jack and Lem. Or Ken and Lemmers. Kem.” says Michael.
“Really?” says Lacey.
“No! Not like us either.” says Michael. “See…we have love. And sex. But…they’re not like that. They’re gay.”
“So what do they have?” asks Lacey.
“Intrigue. Rebellion! Madness!” says Michael Rockefeller to Lacey Banks.
“Like Lem and Jack?” asks Lacey.
“Jack and Lem.” says Michael.
“Wow.” says Lacey.
“So…we’re losers.” says Lacey.
“No.” says Michael. He longs to kiss her. But doesn’t.
He smiles.
“Lem might be gay according to them. But if he is…you’re just with me. And I won’t let anyone disagree.” says Michael. “And if he’s straight…they either are fools or liars.”
“That’s all still so awful.” says Lacey.
“Yes! It is.” says Michael.
“Or Louis. But…you love Lem.” says Louis.
“So…you love Michael. More than any living man. By far. But…you love Lem more.” says a woman in the Illuminati.
“So…this is awkward. Because…I highly suspect Lem was gay. But…it’s not making as much sense as I like.” says a woman.
More later.
Music For The Royal Fireworks by Handel plays.
“I’m not going to go down without a fight.” says Michael to the Illuminati. “Last night Lem may have told you what actually literally happened to him. Almost verbatim. And the apartment was his. Jack was running for US President, but hadn’t officially started. That was the 50’s that was Playboy he was reading.
He really may have been punched in the gut, and in the face by Jack at Christmas for refusing to let him perform oral sex on him in a bathroom. In the evening. And what’s more that man that he was dating could actually be basically a replica of one of the boyfriends that Jack broke up. And Lem felt bad because he was trying to be with Jack. But at the same time he really wasn’t gay, so he got very confused about what was even happening.
I may have found men attractive, not as attractive as I would’ve found Lacey to be honest. Which, by the way, I have to point out that doesn’t scare Lacey because if she loves you that much like she loves me. It’s not a big deal to her so as long as it’s mutual and you love her as much as she loves you. So for those of you who are hoping that Lem is bisexual to hurt her, stop hoping and start looking at yourselves more honestly.
I think the truth is you want him to have been in love with Jack, more than he could’ve ever loved anyone ever in the entire universe. But if you read the book written about him, anything written about him, you have to note how pathetic he seems for caring about Jack. People have literally called him pathetic. And I just wonder how some of you who claim to have brains if there’s an Illuminati are able to read commentary like that from people who are totally unrelated to me or Lacey… and not realize that they’re observing something that’s objectively observable. Jack didn’t treat Lem well. And if Lem was neutral, if Lem was bisexual, if Lem could’ve found Jackie attractive to the point that someone decides to make it into a novel…maybe he could be in love with Lacey if he’s a ghost in Purgatory, and God is allowing her to talk to him.
There are a lot of gay men that are scared by men like me. Who I was. Be very careful. Because they know that if Lacey came along, they be toast. There are a lot of gay men that are scared by men like Lem whether they realize it or not. Because he’s mysterious. And there’s a excellent chance whether people like it or not that he wasn’t bisexual, he was actually straight. And so they want to believe that he was in love with Jack, even though he hated when Jack touched him anyways service Jabegrudgingly on a deep-sea sublimated level. Because that’s scary to think that a nice, loving handsome man who thinks he’s gay with good intentions, could actually be totally straight nand a ticking time bomb of betrayal.
But if you look at Anne Heche, you find that there are people even in the later half of the 20th century who at least echo similar stories to what Lem is trying to tell you on this blog he’s a ghost talking to Lacey. But that’s not all gay men. Because I wasn’t gay. I was bisexual. If I found men attractive at all.
And then there are some bisexual men who you might like to call gay just like you might have wanted to call me straight if I’d married Lacey. Jack may actually have been one of those men. Just like on a rare occasions, I may have fallen for we’ll say my Latin professor like it’s been made into a fictionalized account about my life. I predominantly liked women whether they liked me back or not. I highly suspect Jack liked men and women were his exceptions. And that’s the problem you guys if what Lem told you last night was real…it was real. And Jack couldn’t change his orientation, at least without a miracle potentially while he was alive, if being homosexual isn’t allowed in Heaven.
So he could get away with being attracted to women in a shallow way without falling in love far more easily than he could with men. And yet that’s not something he would’ve ever wanted to admit to himself. And so the sad truth is even though Lem was being taken advantage of because he was ignorant and gullible and trusting and good hearted and foolish at the same time, and he was getting nothing out of it just pain for him and Lacey, Jack really did totally screwed himself over. Because he thought he was getting away with so many things that were really just pure rvithat he wasn’t really getting away with.”
“So could Jack fall in love with women then or not?” asks a producer.
“So Lacey really isn’t homophobic or bi-phobic or trans-phobic at all like at all. Like, she’s just genuinely concerned about people in a Christian way and that is not a concept that people think is real anymore even if it actually is possible and she is that.” says someone.
“Jack had a hard time falling in love with women. He didn’t hate them. Even if he was hateful towards them it’s not like he-I should be careful with what I’m saying. No, he he might’ve hated women in a sense, but there were some women that I think he loved romantically but maybe there are only one or two of them, his whole life out of all the women that he slept with. One of them might’ve been Inga and he actually did love, Jackie to some degree.
But a lot of what you hear about Lem is filtered through the lens of admiring Jack Kennedy. It’s not an honest account of what objectively really happened. We know some things from Lem’s perspective but really not that much. We only know that one was supposedly neutral, not outright, gay. But he never officially came out of the closet and when he talked about his homosexuality if he did it, all that he was uncomfortable having the conversation. We know that according to him, he could’ve gotten married and had a family. We don’t know what he was thinking when he said that or when he said that he loved Jack his whole life. And the problem is if Lacey’s hearing correctly your interpretation is far too simplistic. I’m sorry. If he was bisexual, he was confused by how he felt about his entire life. If he was straight, he was clearly losing his mind and trying to grapple with that if he had already lost it, and was coming back into it as he aged. That’s the pipeline that’s the story as far as I can see that’s the reality that you really should be working within not some happy fairytale were he’s magically in love with Jack forever, and they had some secret understanding that defies human imagination. Because I thought about it, Lacey has thought about it. Scott Fitzgerald has thought about it. Hemingway has even thought about it and no one can come up with an explanation for why love wasn’t more sad at Jack’s wedding if they were in love at all.
Hemingway wondered if he was polyamorous, but that doesn’t really work. Lacey thinks that if he was bisexual, maybe he could’ve been out of love with Jack at that point, and just have sort of thought of him as a friend but or even gay but but then that means that he can fall out of love with Jack, so when he says, ‘I loved Jack my whole life.’ it doesn’t really make any sense. It really seems far more logical to think that he was straight, an excellent actor and that he really totally got everyone confused because of his prowess and diligence and also because that happened in the past and there’s not a lot of people who think like Lacey today. So he seems convincingly gay, even though he may not have been gay at all.
No, the thing is both Lacey and I know that people like to be accurate about stuff like that nowadays out of sensitivity. I would argue that it’s safest to assume that he was bisexual. If you really feel like he at some point was attracted to men.” says Michael.
“Michael I’m not going to believe that unless if you can explain to me why it’s safest to think he’s bisexual because to me he’s gay and I refuse to believe that he’s not gay, he’s gay. Why would you possibly think he hast to be bisexual. Neutral is a stupid word, it’s not an orientation.” says Wobbly.
“I am not going to explain to you why he’s bisexual right now because that’s not where I’m taking this conversation. I’ll explain it sometime if you are that demanding in such a narcissistic, stupid way. But I am not about to change where I was taking this conversation which is somewhere else, just to try to pedantically explain to you how I am right. I don’t have the patience for that right now. I’m sorry, you’ll have to wait.
And when I say that, I’m not trying to indicate that Lem was bisexual, but that’s so much more likely than anything other than straight. I’m sorry. I just I think it’s time for a real conversation about why were hating Lacey.
Does it bother you that she understood Jack was gay when she was a child because she did. Will call him that for now if you are, though, he might’ve actually been bisexual. And she knew that I existed. She fell in love with them almost instantly the minute that she saw his picture when she was a teenager. She still is falling in love with him. She’s not even done yet. And your uncle Joe really was her absolute ideal because Lem was taken out of the picture and she wasn’t real sure about me or Louis. If I had met her, she would’ve instantly known that she should submit to me. And this is real.
Oh that sounds so far-fetched doesn’t it? But that’s reality. That’s reality. When she tells that story about almost walking into F Scott Fitzgerald, she’s not making that up. She really thought she was walking into a living real man who was laughing at her for not seeing him literally right in front of her face. And then when she looked up, he was a statue and you have no idea how scary that was her. He laughed at her, but he was a statue? Go figure that one out.” says Michael. “Is she dead or alive? What does it mean to die? There’s no good way to study it. If her mother was a Margy, her father was Tommy Banks.
And if her father was Thomas Banks, he still is her father and he did hold her for two months. There’s a reason she was two months ahead in her development. These people are not that astounding. If her father is Thomas Banks, and neither are you. Otherwise, we are mildly astounding, but not like impossible and we are just humans if we’re humans, right? Because were secretly just demons there’s no way we’re being tricked or you’re being tricked or I’m being tricked or we’re just humans? Be careful with your assumptions that Lem wasn’t straight but I want you to tell me why you hate Lacey.”
“You know I think I hate her because I think of that scene in the last episode of And Just Like That where George is about to make love to Carrie. And then he stops and says, ‘Ahh…can I get a little help?’ with his buttons and he sounds irritated. I know in the back of my mind that would never happen to her. He would never like they would ever leave the sofa, and that phone would be thrown across the room not just with Lem, probably with almost anyone, seriously. At least it has been that way for the last 22 years of her life and it probably would stay that way for the next 10 to 15 if not longer. That’s just who she is and it irritates me and makes me hate her.
But then I think to myself, who is she trying to actually be with. Why is this a problem for me? Maybe it was a problem for Patricia Roosevelt or Faye Emerson or whoever Elliot is with in purgatory or Mrs. Hill the second. It’s a problem for Jack if Jack doesn’t want to deal with the fact that Lem either wasn’t into men or just doesn’t love him anymore.” says a woman from the Upper East Side.
“So Wobbly you’re taking up for your uncle or yourself or both of you?” asks a reader.
“I’m not taking up for anyone. I am just an objective observer who knows the truth.” says Wobbly.
“Yeah but what if you’re wrong? Or what if he really was bisexual or he’s not gay at all anymore or he was actually just straight the whole time?” asks a Boomer.
“Yeah, the problem with the episode is that Lacey is right in her critiques of things and I like to think that if this is real Scott also has some problems with it and you know what they’re right. If she is not the daughter of one of the most historically significant men in American history and reality, then her great grand uncle was an author, who was knighted. For writing novels. And editing a newspaper that was read pay at least hundreds of thousands of people if not millions. And I have a feeling, she thinks a lot like her great grand uncle either way. What are their critiques let’s find out.” says an actress.
“I don’t think George makes sense on a sexual psychological level. Even if he was not 100% infatuated or in love with Carrie their kissing was far too passionate and sensual for him to have just disregarded it that casually. He looked genuinely aroused. I doubt that someone, unless if someone was acting which in this case they were, that they could do that without meaning it. I don’t think he would’ve answered that cell phone quite that quickly. He may have answered it in a far more lackadaisical way, but I don’t think he would’ve just hopped to it. I don’t think that’s a real thing.
It reminds me of Love Actually and the problem though is that was a different scene with her parent or whatever he was, and the thing is people conflate things and it’s not stable. You’re building a false foundation and then I’m just gonna come right along and blow it over. I’m sorry.” says Lacey.
“But I think the idea is that he’s giving-up pleasure and passion to talk to his partner because the business means more to him.” says a producer.
“And for a man who has never had heterosexual sex, and has no idea what he’s missing that makes sense.” says Lem. “But if he’s kissing-if he’s kissing Carrie and he’s fondling her breasts, because why is her shirt open? He’s got an erection that’s probably pretty powerful at this point. Or her breasts just aren’t that great but then why is he so aroused in the way that he’s moving her to the bed and the kissing is so sensual so they’re kissing sensually he’s fondling her breasts he’s moving her to his bed, and they barely know which other then he’s he’s just doing this for the fun of it and he doesn’t have a direction that seems a little weird, is that the premise?” asks Lem.
“Lem what’s the gay equivalent of that?” asks a gay man.
“I’m not sure from personal experience, but if I had to guess based on observation of other men-“ he says. He thinks. “Based on the level of passion that I have seen in men? Umm…probably mutual masturbation, because touching a woman’s breasts when you are attracted to a woman really is that arousing especially if you’re ah aroused by the breasts that you’re touching.” says Lem.
“Being into women and experiencing that as a nonbinary person, I disagree. …I actually think it’s more arousing Lem. I really I really think it’s more arousing. Either you have a great cock and men were really aroused by seeing it which is possible or I think you’re underestimating to be nice. I think it’s more oral. I have to go with oral. Breasts are good.” says a non-binary person.
“Is there a nonbinary person with a penis who would like to agree?” asks Lem.
“Yeah, no I actually know. I do agree.” they say.
“You know the sad truth is, it might just be a completely impossible thing to equivocate. There might not be a great umm…there might not be a great comparison, but um, possibly oral. So if that’s what someone thinks it is and that what someone thinks?” asks Lem.
“Yeah, I actually think that it would probably have to be oral. I may have been one of the men that he slept with. Yes it’s totally different. No, it’s more like oral. A good solid five minutes of oral sex if you’re actually gay not Lem. But if you’re actually gay and you’re genuinely interested in that…yeah it’s like oral sex for a man for five minutes…and then someone calls and you’re just gonna pick up the phone and have a conversation?
People lie about how arousing they are or how aroused they are but it’s far easier to lie about how arousing you are, than how aroused you are. So someone who is aroused is probably not going to take that scene as well and yeah, if if I had performed oral sex on Lem and he performed oral sex on me for five minutes as bad as our relationship was, and the fact that Lem was even straight…I may still have not answered the phone. Because just-when you’re that aroused as I was, he wasn’t it as it was hard to get him aroused at all unless if he closed his eyes, but it wasn’t hard to get me aroused because I actually was attracted to men…and no. I just I can’t imagine answering the phone at that moment.
I watched the episode and those people seem too aroused to just stop. It’s absurd. And the rest of the episode is pretty believable but that part is just so it’s annoying how wrong you people get things and then you wave your victory banner every single flipping time thinking you woby a landslide and you don’t even have an argument.” scoffs a dead man.
“Are you still attached to Lem or are you just that offended? We’re so narcissistic nowadays I don’t think we understand why you care.” says a woman.
“Umm…no. If there’s not homosexuality in heaven, I don’t entirely even have a gay orientation anymore to be honest. If there’s homosexuality in heaven, and there might not be keep that in mind, I’m not attached to Lem. I feel awful for what I did to him, unwittingly. He really was straight and that’s hard to say but he was. And I am possibly one man that he dated who really didn’t mean to be harmful to him and that way I might’ve known that he wasn’t as interested as anyone else I’ve ever done anything with, but you make excuses for it. And I made some pretty dang good excuses for a while. But then I just got sick of him and I felt sorry for it. But I thought he was just kind of bad at being sexual.” he says. “He was sweet and he tried to be gay. He tried to make me happy as much as he could tolerate and it was bad. It was horrible sex. The thing is I care because I feel responsible for what I did as just another person, just as a human.
And I don’t understand either. I’m with Lacey on this one. And Lem. I think it’s nuts to have created such a farcical scene.” he’s says.
“How should the kissing have looked?” asks a producer.
“We’ll, they probably should’ve been completely dressed. No one should’ve been unbuttoning anyone’s buttons, not yet. They should have been kissing. He could’ve awkwardly thrown her on the bed and made some insulting comment, referencing his arm. That makes sense. But I think he needed to be more detached.y
See you captured a tiny little ounce of passion that you imagined Lem having for Lacey. But that’s not even what it looks like. I don’t know for evil reasons necessarily. Actually someone may have conjured me while they were having sex to interrupt them. And that’s the problem! See…you keep conjuring me! You keep conjuring Jack! His parents! You conjure Lacey’s parents. Why, you’ve astral projected yourselves. And…and then you make it seem like it’s just a phone call and they’re answering it willingly, which is absurd.
They were having good sex. Lacey and Lem were having really good sex this spring when you conjured me in St Paul. It was around his birthday. It was probably supposed to be birthday sex. And I wasn’t hurt, but it was like being woken up in the middle of the night by the police and the paparazzi at your door when you’re just a common person and you can’t figure out what in the world people want from you. I may have talked with Tom Lacey‘s dad and he calmed me down. But it made me angry that I had to talk to that man and listen to that when that’s really none of my business. It just makes me angry.
And you’re lucky that her father calmed me down. Because I could’ve done a lot worse than I did. You don’t know what I did yet! You might not know for a while. No, you might not even know it was me because you don’t know who I am. No, do you? Do you know who I am?! Who am I?!? You’re all such experts on Lem! So who am?! Go ask his so-called biographers who am I! Where am I. You conjured me! Do you even know who I am? I doubt it.” says this man.
“So we’re conjuring people to attack them while they’re having sex. The truth is we know that, but some of us are too narcissistic, to be honest about it.” says a woman.
“Mr. Blue are you actually in a relationship whether you should be or not for reasons of faith with Mr. Blue oh, I’m sorry, are you in a relationship with Wobbly honest.” asks Michael.
“Yeah slightly I mean not really, but I might not be straight and he may have gone a little too far for things not to be weird between us.” says Mr. Blue.
“OK but like Lem and his boyfriend, or like it actually seems like he’s aroused by you?” asks Ashley.
“So if I’m being honest, he seems awkward and confused. And aroused just mildly. Like maybe not that much but I doubt he’s 100% straight. I think that’s really unlikely.” says Mr. Blue.
“So…he’s not straight. And that’s why they sent him to Lem. And that’s why he’s so heartless.” says a woman.
“So bobby do you prefer women or men?” asks a gay man.
“I don’t want to discuss that!” he says.
“Did Mary know? So let’s just say that this is real and it might not be you could just be a demon impersonating him but if you are him and there’s an Illuminati did Mary know that you were bisexual or not?” asks a witch.
“Yeah, I mean kind of. I mean not that much but kind of.” says someone.
“Do you ever get aroused by women so much that you like can’t stop in a real way to answer a phone call from a man or did you write that scene and you have no idea what it’s like to have like actual heterosexual sex?” asks Michael.
“I’ve been aroused before by women and not wanted to stop. I didn’t write that scene but no I kind of know. I mean maybe not as aroused with some people but I’ve been aroused by women. I have some idea of what that means.“ he says.
“But like how though? How aroused because I have a feeling you’ve never been hurt by a woman before not that it would make you cease to be narcissistic, but I think it would probably give you some common sense about how not to piss certain people off.” says a narcissist.
“Has heterosexual male arousal really actually been totally taken out of film? And if it has when did that start? Honest answer.” says Wobbly.
“ it started in the 70s or 60s right after your uncles administration. Believe it or not if Lamar Street him and men like him subconsciously affected everyone and people just stop putting it in film. Ask them do you know it’s possible as a tip that people are really worried about overpopulation.” says Louis. “ and I am so tired of editing things that are very clearly stated that we’re going to leave this little explanation as mysterious and shrouded in truth emits the lies of the evil billionaires as it is.”
“I’m now going to start talking about sex so buckle up.” says Michael.
The illuminati freaks out.
Fearful Odds by M83 plays.
It’s 2004. Lacey is a sophomore in college in New York City majoring in art history. Michael lived Lem is dead and will let Lem account for his supremacy as Lacey’s other half. The first let’s discuss what would have happened had Stanley Kubrick been giving a literal account of the Illuminati.
“Lacey is fascinated by ghosts subconsciously. One day, while exploring old estates, she stumbles upon a mansion, owned by a very wealthy family, where I was supposed to perform a sex ritual of masturbation or intercourse with a prostitute by choice. Thanks to me pedophilia isn’t really a thing yet in the Illuminati. She wanders in explores, and Mr. Blue finds her.
He harasses her with a group of other millennials, who are about to become famous on a television show. I see, and I decide to intervene, and demand that she have sex with me. We all talk to her in our head and it terrifies her when she realizes that everyone’s communicating without moving their mouths.
At first, she’s terrified and thinks that she’s going to die and is praying in her head the entire time to Jesus. But one side is robe in a private room and she sees how handsome I still am and how much I want her we lose ourselves and passion and she agrees to sleep with me. She doesn’t have a choice and it’s amazing and I’m obviously in love and she’s obviously in love. And I start explaining everything to her and I make her mine. No one says otherwise. They’d have to kill me first.
We would have to sort through it because she’s a Christian and I was too potentially. Why don’t you get that that I really would have wanted her and I really would have protected her if you exist, she would have been mine. I would have found some way to contact her, even if it meant inventing some sort of fake profile to talk to her I am a genius and I’m not afraid of stuff like that and I would’ve thought it was hilarious. I would’ve thought she was hilarious, but not, and I am degrading way to her.
If Lem had been there in spirit, and somehow intervened, it would’ve been interesting. but given my fascination with a Asmats, I would’ve just been enthralled by That, trying to figure out who she was her history, the meaning of everything, and it wouldn’t have scared me. It would’ve riveted me.” says Michael.
And at that Lem’s daughter falls off her bike, smashes her cheek, her shoulder and possibly her temple.
Lem’s father, his mother, his brother, his sister, and her cousins are now taking her to the emergency room and if anyone in the Illuminati tries to intervene, they may be literally killed viciously in their sleep whether it’s today, tomorrow or 30 years from now when they die, it will be either Hell for eternity or they will be afraid that they’re going to Hell. Her grandfather Thomas Banks can guarantee that. I repeat: he can guarantee that.
“Funny how you did that while I was just discussing having sex with Lacey at a meeting and was that threatening to you? Oh yeah it was especially Wobbly? I suppose that’s why you had her wobble? It’s tit for tat and all that hot shit stuff right?
I am not gonna let her get scared. Her mother has already explained to her that when she dies she’ll be with me or Lem and her cousins and a horse. Yes, she’s been guaranteed her very own horse and it’s not a false promise. No, she will have her very own horse and cat and a daddy who she will love.
She loves her father now, and if she dies, she’ll be with her father who she adores in Heaven until Lacey dies and then she’ll have mom and dad and we’ll see if you guys keep going. The whole family might be there in a year and then that’ll possibly be the end of the world, literally.” says Michael.
“It doesn’t matter whether I’m on your side or not right now. The truth is that little girl has a horse and maybe her favorite father ever waiting for her in Heaven. If I was four, and I was facing global warming, and the possibility of not being able to have a family, my mother dying younger than I want her to or dying at four from a bike accident, and then just going straight from there to my dad and getting married in Heaven when I grow-up? I mean, I don’t know.” says a Moore.
“No, that’s Lacey‘s daughter forever. That little girl might not even experience more than a few weeks in Heaven without her mother. Actually she might just be at daycamp or summer camp and then when Lacey dies she’ll experience having Lacey as her mom and it’ll almost be like nothing happened. They’ve been planning for all these different contingencies now for a while.
And no, her daughter will not reincarnate if that’s in the Bible. No, she’ll just be in Heaven waiting for her mom had her brother and her dad that raised her so far. I know if Lacey has a husband in Heaven for eternity, which is kind of silly at this point to have to talk about with you people, then no…this is just…this is a dumb conversation.” says Pat Wilson.
“Why are you all so dead set on going to Hell. Because if she’s not going to die tonight that doesn’t mean you get away with it if you were trying to kill her, just so you know. Is there a reason if Illuminati exists that you all want to spend eternity in Hell? Because I guarantee you you don’t want to go there.” says Thomas Banks.
“So let me just help you guys think for a second if you’re living humans with brains, which really was a relevant question on this post today. I don’t know if you guys realize this or not but Lem is dead. Which means that his physical body no longer works. Michael is also dead. There are some people who have wondered if his brain was attacked. Louis is also dead and so is Harold Loeb. You guys need to process that for just a quick second. Harold, Scott Fitzgerald, Louis, Lem and Michael are all dead men. They’re all dead men. They are all men who are dead. They are dead and you’re not.
I know some of you are fighting that reality right now but it’s one that you need to process because going forward it’s essential you understand that key point. The truth is if that little girl dies in a way that God allows you’re not really threatening Lacey.
Let’s backtrack, OK? You decided to attack her after she accidentally discovered the Illuminati in 2016. She didn’t know it was the Illuminati, you inculcated her against her will, and then ended up telling her it was the Illuminati possibly by accident.
Even if her daughter doesn’t die, you started this by attacking Lacey and if any of you had anything to do with throwing her daughter off that bike, you’re obviously not going to get away with it before you’re dead. Because she didn’t start this you guys did and it was your mistake inculcating her against her will. She’s not instigating anything when she attacked people today it was in self-defense because you’re molesting her kids because considers child hostages her children in certain cases even if she’s never met them. If she’s prayed for them she’s trying to take on a protective spiritual mantle, and God probably takes that extraordinarily seriously. And the defense of herself and her children, and she will be relentless until the day she dies…or will she be relentless for eternity?
Let’s explore that last thought for a second let’s tie it in with our first point that Lem, Michael, Louis and Harold are dead. Those men all want to be her dad. As in Lacey’s children’s father. So Harold or Louis or Lem or Michael Rockefeller are all genuinely 100% her daughter’s father. That little girl has a genuine dad in heaven, waiting for her who is dead. Oh, so you might be saying ‘I have a father who is in Heaven who is dead too.’ Unless you are a child hostage that’s not necessarily relevant. These children are not supposed to have to die. Lacey is not supposed to have to be defending herself against an Illuminati. If you were conjuring actual deadman, it’s too late now. God has allowed them to connect with her in an incredibly real way potentially for eternity. That’s not typical. Portrait Of Jennie from 1948 suggests that it happened before and the Catholics have clocked it, so speak. In which case it’s possible that these dead men are actual dead men. They are not demons, not hallucinations. No they are the actual dead men she’s identifying them as. In which case Lem’s, who never had kids and may be really wanted to is being threatened with having a son, a daughter and a wife that belong to him in Heaven sooner than later. Didn’t he say just a week ago ‘So that’s my daughter, that’s my son, that’s my wife!’ and that’s weird timing considering that he’s dead, and God may give him a heads up about certain things.
Also, Mrs. Koppelman, that was strange. Lacey saw a full body apparition today. A lot of stuff has happened leading up to this night. I really think that these men know you’re trying to kill their children and their wife and one of them knows more than the others who she belongs to. If that’s Lem, you really are dealing with Lem Billings and he really might’ve been straight. We really might have that wrong seriously we might. Can you imagine how angry that family is at this point? Especially if Lem meant that statement in some kind of passive aggressive way.
He said himself that he wanted her dead a week ago. His wife, Lacey, and God had to keep Lacey alive. I am privy to some information. I know that she had an infection that they recently found in her tooth that hadn’t spread would’ve easily killed her. He knew that when he said I want to kill you but I can’t.
She’s almost 40, the world is falling apart. You guys really are being ridiculous. These men are dead. God may allow them to see into the future to protect their family, considering the extenuating nature of the circumstances. I highly doubt that what she saying isn’t true about contingency plans. Lem’s’s father was a doctor. They probably already treated Lacey for falling down the stairs. It’s extremely possible that they’re taking care of her daughter right now supernaturally in that waiting room because they can. Maybe they can’t for everyone but maybe they can because that could somehow be Lem’s daughter in a way that we don’t comprehend. In which case that little girl’s dad is dead in a way that’s not typical for most children; her father is a supernatural being, but he’s a man, 100% man. Or her father is Michael Rockefeller, which means that that’s JD Rockefeller‘s great granddaughter and he’s mad right now.
Whoever her grandfather is whether it’s Lem’s dad and he’s taking great care of her or it’s JD Rockefeller or it’s Harold Loeb…and that’s scary too…or Louis, which really is also kind of scary because they’re in Saint Paul. I really don’t think you guys understand that you’re not threatening them long-term. Because that little girl had a horse promised her tonight and she’s wanted one for a long time. And dying is scary. She knows that if she dies when she’s an adult, she can be a little kid again in Heaven if she wants to be and maybe that’s all that’ll happen, but at the end of the day, death has no sting in Christ. Death has no sting, so these men are dead but death has no sting.
Lem would probably prefer for them to all be with him right now to just take his whole family home sleep next to his wife, make love to her, have his kids in rooms in his house, go play on her horse tomorrow in the country, go home and have Lacey make dinner and then go to sleep. …Because I think that may be what he always wanted and that’s all you’re threatening these people with.
Lacey gets to hug her dad and Thelma makes dinner or Michael gets to take her out for dinner and her body is 100% well and maybe they can have a honeymoon in the Bahamas? Or maybe Louis takes her to his island of sex and intrigue? I don’t I don’t thing it’s gonna work to threaten these Christians with anything long-term which maybe is how we end-up with an antichrist…because you guys just gets so irritated that you know we end up with an anti-Christ because you guys are really persistent.
But if you can stop yourselves, just keep that in mind. So, you’re not dealing with people who are alive other than in the case of Lacey and her children and they belong to Christ. And they belong to each other as a family. And they belong if God allows it to a dead man who really is there a spiritual covering, even though he’s dead.
I have a feeling that her husband who’s alive is too. Be careful what you’re doing. We’ve had a pandemic, we have World War III. We have a banking crisis that we have so far averted. But if that little girl was in a coma tonight, or if she is, don’t be so sure, don’t be so overconfident, because Lacey’s not being overconfident there’s an enormous amount of proof in her blog, in her real life and if you are real, you should see you too. …I’m getting tired of trying to figure out Lem’s sexuality, because I personally have a feeling he was straight.
How do you be thinking? ‘If that’s the woman I think it is I didn’t know she was a Christian. ‘. My faith in God is my business. But don’t be so sure that you’re right if you counted on me for answers, and I think he was straight.” says a woman.
“Well, I think he was probably gay OK? Okay, he was gay! Lem was gay! And I’m sick of being threatened. I’m sick of seeing gay people threatened like Lem. He belongs to me and my family and there’s nothing you can tell me otherwise, because I know.” says Wobbly.
“OK, then two questions: why do you keep interrupting their sex to the point where it became an episode on sex and the city two the television show? And what is your proof that Lem was gay? What proof do you have?” asks a woman.
“I don’t have that kind of proof. I have what I remember of knowing him OK? I knew him in person! He was like a father to me. I know this man better than anyone alive!
…I lived with him. I did drugs with him. I snorted cocaine with him. I know him extraordinarily well.
Why do I interrupt them having sex?
Honestly, just to be an ass…because it’s funny to me. Because I feel like I’m doing my father a favor. I feel like I’m doing my whole family a favor because she’s probably an evil witch. She’s like a monster inside who’s forcing him to have sex with her!
…And I am like a hero…saving him for my family and myself; really if you look at it from that perspective if I’m right and he was gay and he is in love with me…I’m probably his knight in shining shining armor and he’s calling to me every time they sleep together to come rescue him from her because she’s an ugly piece of shit. And I come onto her just to make fun of her and pretend like…you know she has a body that’s worth shitting on.” says Wobbly trying to be genuinely provocative.
“I’m starting to think that’s your real personality and that you actually are that stupid. How do you hide that stupidity in public around most people?” asks a man.
“I have no real idea what you’re talking about because someday when we die if we even exist because there’s no scientific evidence to suggest that we do…I don’t care if there’s an Illuminati or not. …We are going to find out that he was gay, and most likely in love with me and that really this entire thing is just a joke about a really ugly, crappy woman who should’ve never been born…because she said that to me for no damn good reason. I am an incredibly amazing person, I’ve never done anything that bad in my entire life. I’m one of the best people alive.” says Wobbly, again trying to be genuinely shocking.
“And what if you find out that he’s straight when you die?” asks a man.
“Then I was confused and I didn’t know and that’s not a big deal.” says Wobbly.
“You know I’ve got to be honest with you I’m not really dating him…but that’s not funny to joke about stuff like that considering all of the hardships that homosexuals have had to go through. I don’t know if Lem was gay or not but I am in a way…and you need to be more careful. You really need to be more careful, because what if I am in love with Wobbly’s?! What if he’s in love with me and we’re both married? What are we supposed to do about it? We’re not irresponsible like you.” says Mr. Blue.
“Are you guys the ones that inculcated her in to the Illuminati then?” asks a reader.
“Yes! Yep we are. What’s your point?” asks Mr. Blue.
Later.
“So why do you interrupt them having sex?” asks a man.
“Why? Because I-“ says Wobbly. “I am a Satanist. It’s my job. Or…I-“
“You want us. Both of us. And you don’t understand that I wasn’t your father. …I’m sorry. You should read this blog. It’s…scary but it might be true. I didn’t care if you lived. I didn’t care if I lived. …I wasn’t your father. …Not after you started hurting people who you should have known to protect.” says Lem. “If you had been my son…I would have had you committed to a mental institution or treated for your mental health problems in a very aggressive way to save you. …But as it was, I didn’t have that kind of authority over you. I was trying to kill you. I was trying to kill you. And you can’t try to kill my children is retribution.
There’s a reason I was trying to kill you; your second wife committed suicide because of you. You’ve been advocating recently for children to possibly end up getting polio or smallpox, or for their parents to die of Covid or their grandparents. You say things that are very irresponsible that are killing people I don’t think your processed that but I did. I knew your uncle, and if I was straight, he may have really beat me up, literally with the back of a gun on my head in the Oval Office while he was high on cocaine. I may have used drugs with you to try to study you to figure out how dangerous you were to figure out whether or not, I should kill you or have you committed in some way that I was legally able to.
And I wanted to seem cool. To trick you into thinking that I was trying to seem cool. To get you to use drugs with me. I was trying to get you addicted in hopes, that if you were really that stupid and evil, you’d overdose and die before you did too much harm to anyone other than yourself. So if I did them with you, if I had you on a schedule, if I controlled how you did it in the right way it would create a pattern of addiction to you that would be very hard for you to break and it was because I’m sorry, but I was trying to kill you. I thought you were diagnosable clinical psychopath, or sociopath, or at least a malignant narcissist. And I was worried that you would end up hurting someone somewhere given the nature of your family and how powerful you really were.
A lot of you kids scared me. I loved you, but not in the way Lacey does and that’s complicated. You forget who you’re talking to when you talk to her if this is real and you assume that I’m just joking when I say, I am Lem and that I was straight and that I actually was trying to kill you because I thought you were evil and insane and far too powerful for anyone’s good, including your own. That’s shocking to hear is it?
But you know if you really were a protective father yourself you’d realize that what I’m saying makes sense. You were an absolute little terror, a disgusting mess…and so I was worried about your life. I really did encourage people’s habits because I didn’t trust any of you to end up being good people.
I saw your father go from an innocent kid to a man who did things that I knew as a child he would have been horrified that he was capable of doing. I didn’t want you guys to go through that transformation of becoming far worse people than you were when you were kids. …And it wasn’t just him it was all of the Kennedys. None of you were good as adults. You are not good people and not all people are like that. I didn’t just go around murdering everyone. But I knew no one could hold you accountable. There’s no law, there’s no justice system that was ever really going to get to the heart of the problem and they couldn’t just assassinate all of you so I did what I thought I had to do.
I also didn’t want you to end-up being assassinated because that’s the other thing your uncle maybe really was a meth addict Bobby. And it if it was before he was in the White House that it actually started, and it very well may have, what was the purpose of me keeping him alive other than his kids and then his kids just watched him get shot and they were extremely traumatized by that. I may have thought it might be better to just let you kids die of a drug overdose, especially if you were encouraging other kids to do it!
I was afraid you’d bring that morality and that character and that insanity, and that evil into the White House in your generation too? I was a lonely, extremely disturbed, profoundly grieving, according to some people, depressed old man. I may not have been grieving over Jack the way it was depicted but I definitely felt like my life had ended, and that I was essentially just up a creek with no paddle, no way of returning, no way of having a life and it was just done…and then there you were possibly trying to convince me to use heroin. Heroin! A deadly drug you have to shoot in your arm!
Who does that?! Who tries to convince a sad, lonely old man to use a deadly drug?! No…that’s heartless. And the truth is if I was straight and I have a sneaking suspicion at times you knew that too just like your uncle did…but instead of saying ‘Hey Lem, you need help!’ or just leaving me alone oh no, you may have tried to get me to do drugs that would kill me and make my life 10 times more complicated and messed up than it already was. And if you’re not straight, I may have known you were like your uncle and boy if I am straight and he raped me and I thought you were like him…maybe that’s also part of the reason I was trying to kill you. Either way, I thought, ‘So here is an opportunity to destroy someone dangerous in a humane way!’ because I was already doing drugs and the truth is I made had a similar experience with them to Lacey.
It’s not that I didn’t feel anything and yet I didn’t. She’s like me. And when she gave birth…the drugs weren’t…interesting. I did them…to…die. My life was over. And to feel…distant.
Why? …Because I needed to feel distant. I needed to feel removed from lies I’d told myself. And yet…obviously…being high isn’t a solution. But…I wanted death anyway.” says Lem.
The next morning.
“How are you feeling?” Lem asks her.
“Not good.” says Lacey.
“What’s bothering you?” asks Lem.
She explains.
“Hopefully I’m not in trouble.” she says.
His hand shakes as he brings it to his mouth. He rubs his face with both hands. Rocks back and forth in his seat.
“You’re not well!” he says in irritation. He stands up, towering over her.
“No. That’s possible.” says Lacey casually.
“At least little Lacey is feeling better.” he says sitting down again.
“What do you want?” she asks standing up.
He rubs his eyes. “I want to talk about your life.” he says.
“The problem is people will just compare me to Jack, and then I’ll think about every loving thing you ever did or said for Jack and my pain will suddenly be worse.” says Lacey.
“Can I interrupt?” asks Harold Loeb.
“Now you can interrupt.” says Lem after kissing Lacey.
“We have a problem. Michael needs to be happy too and that’s of extreme importance to Lacey and God. and it needs to be discussed Lem.” says Harold Loeb.
“It’s going to confuse a lot of people, Harold.” says Lem.
“If you want to be with Lacey it will certainly need to be discussed because truthfully I want to be with her too, so does Louis.” says Harold.
“Alright Lacey… I am a lot more like Harold Loeb than historians realize.” says Lem.
More in a moment.
“Lacey…I love you.” says Lem.
Silence.
“Let’s talk about your life.” says Lem.
“Alright.” says Lacey.
“You don’t have to do it here.” he says.
Silence.
He cries over her.
“What’s so sad in particular?” she asks.
“The way you care. And nobody cares that much about you.” says Lem.
“Maybe someone does.” says Lacey.
“But you don’t know that.” says Lem.
“Well. What are you going to do about it? Call everybody who doesn’t care and remind them of my supposed birthday?” asks Lacey. “November 22nd too. My goodness how…dark.”
Her neighbor’s boyfriend walks by with shirts. Lacey wonders if they’re moving in together.
“And yet you give no thought to the fact that you never think that’s ever going to happen to you.” says Lem.
“You know I’m not like you or Jack.” says Lacey.
“What do you mean by that?” asks Lem.
“I don’t get as attached to things of that nature. My kids are my kids they matter to me and they’re my priority. My identity is my identity. It’s who I am. But this point I am totally unattached everything else. I don’t give two fucks.” says Lacey.
“You think that our relationship is sort of stupid don’t you?” asks Lem.
“I think earth and humanity was a lark on God’s part outside of my family. I can’t stand you. I can’t stand you anymore. You destroyed anything that I had everything that I have and let Jack do it and then you celebrated it and you shit in my face and you ask me if I think our relationship is stupid. Oh no, I am far more complicated than that. My apologies to you and your weak brain.“ says Lacey with a near Scottish accent.
“I don’t think that’s an overreaction. I think that’s quite appropriate and sensible sadly enough.” says a living Queen.
“And yet you still love me, an astounding amount.” says Lem to Lacey.
“Lem how much do we love her?” asks Lou
“This is why I interrupted because she has no idea how much you love her at all and yet of course she loves you Lem an astounding amount. Actually it’s far more than that. And a year ago she wrote to tell you that you are her everything yet she doesn’t even know if you give two fucks about her.” says Harold Loeb to Lem.
“No it cannot be that bad! No, we cannot have done that much damage! No, that’s impossible. I’ve been saying that for the last 35 years and no one believes me! No, fuck you all.” says a dead ancestor of JFK.
And at that a woman in a beautiful house in Duluth would like Lacey to know that if there’s a Purgatory she tried, it had nothing to do with Lem.
“I may have suggested to you that you should have sapphires in your wedding ring and I said, ‘Look, it’s like your husband’s eyes!’ But it wasn’t and whether you were born in September or should have been I think I would always go with sapphires if you choose to have a wedding ring. I care and I’m dead and that’s a cold comfort! Ha! But I I really did care and I do. And obviously you know that if I do you have nothing to do with it other than just being yourself. …It just bothered me that much and it still does. And yes, it was a bed-and-breakfast.
The owners were gay but that had nothing to do with that. It really has nothing to do with Lem. It’s it does in a sense but it doesn’t. It’s just you. I really care about you as odd and sappy as that is to say, and I think it’s ridiculous to have to say that to sound so crass but it’s true I do, I’m sorry to say so and such a crass way.” she says
“I’m at the top of the stairs. Yes, that’s me. This is my house! …Or that woman is symbolic of me if it’s not literally me.
And the man you see is her ex-husband who chose to be silly on a day when she was feeling very serious and when I saw him do that, I thought, ‘Oh no, this woman’s toast! Her life is just going to be downhill after this moment!’ and my heart just bleed for her because she was so young and so extraordinarily beautiful and kind-hearted and well-bred and I thought ‘This is sick and twisted and evil!’” she says.
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