Sit Down Beside Me by Patrick Watson plays.
An English aristocrat from the late 1800’s lost his temper this morning. He lost his temper with Bobby. He lost his temper with the Illuminati to some degree. He lost his temper with…Lem.
“You can’t touch me! You don’t understand me! …She does.” says Lord Bill. We’ll call him Lord Bill.
Why with Lem?
Because Lem seems like a wimp.
“You were supposed to know that Jack was a total fucking loser, not worthy of an ounce of your time, much less your heart and friendship…you fucking ass!” says Lord Bill. “It’s just true Lem, and she doesn’t wanna say that to you because she cares about you and she doesn’t think that you care enough about her to hear that.” He thinks. “We like Joe everyone likes Joe. Joe Junior. Joe Senior! But the truth is pumpkin patch that whole family sucked shit most of the time. How the hell did you tolerate them much less want to be with them?! …I can’t stand listening to the things that they say to her sometimes; it’s absolutely repulsive. It’s like being in Hell because you have to take them seriously and they have no clue what they’re talking about…even right now as I say this. …Lem, I don’t hate you, but I don’t trust you either. You have rendered yourself an idiotic useless buffoon in relation to her.”
Apparently, Lord Bill does not like the thoughts that the Kennedys have in relation to Lacey. Because possibly all living people are somewhat telepathic, and at times say things in their heads. And the beings that Lacey is talking to if there should be an Illuminati or even not, can hear those thoughts. …They hear telepathy, even if there is no Illuminati.
The Theory of Everything by Jóhannsson plays.
How or why would the Kennedys be thinking of Lacey? Possibly because dead people have talked to them in their subconscious about her. Possibly it’s just a sense they get being dead and being able to read situations and estimations people would estimate about people, specifically Lacey.
“Fine! You’re right, you’re right Bill!” says Lem to Lord Bill.
And at that the Kennedys become totally inferior and shunned from the upper class and old money.
“They are wealthy, American middle-class people who seemed old money, and still do to people who don’t know any better.” says Lord Bill. “My family defined the meeting of aristocracy…or other families like mine…or families that were even better.”
And at that the 20th Century, if centuries could sing, sings High and Dry by Radiohead.
Louis Hill Jr. laughs.
“I am fascinated to find out whatever it is that I don’t know. And if in the end, it just brings me closer to Lacey which it should then I’m just on an adventure.” says Lem. “I’m not giving up on being with her unless God says otherwise because I don’t think God would’ve allowed me to fall in love and allowed her to fall in love if I’m in Hell. So, it’s just an adventure.”
Suspirium Finale by Thom Yorke plays.
The British aristocrats of the late in 1800’s allow Lacey to breathe.
The music plays.
“But Lem, why did you take them so seriously?!” asks Lord Bill.
The music plays.
“Lem was my son ever really himself around you other than when he supposedly raped you? I doubt he almost ever was.” scoffs Joe Kennedy Sr.. “I love my kids, but I created their personas that made them likable and popular; each and everyone of them. I created the Kennedy family! …I created the entire thing in my mind with my genius. The part of Lacey that you love but can’t fathom at times is somewhat like me…and the part of my family that you admired, the reason you took Jack seriously and thought that he could be your husband at all, was actually just me!” says Joe Kennedy Sr. in exasperation. “I rarely ever let them be themselves sweetie. …If Jack wasn’t straight, and he most certainly wasn’t let’s be honest…how was he ever truly himself around you if he never openly, genuinely, clearly admitted that to you? …Because he would’ve had to drop his act if he admitted that to you openly Lem. …There may have been times he let you see his heart or experience him as he was maybe, but I doubt it. I think it’s far more likely that he always chose the stupidest path in that regard and hid himself possibly sadly in imitation of me, even though he had no idea why I was doing it or what I was even really doing.”
“Be real, be real!” a Hispanic American witch commands Lacey. Then she hears the chilling truths that Lacey is being real.
A moment later.
“OK if you’re being real, you were very confused… Hello!” says the Hispanic American witch.
Lacey finds it abrasive, but tries to be kind. She smiles politely and empathetically.
The Muslims in London look at Lacey and say, “Hello!”
“What are you doing in my country? You’re not British, don’t lie.“ says Lacey with a genuine smile.
“Shush!” they say. “You’re right we’re not we’re not English that’s true. …Well it’s funny though. Why do say hello?”
“Because I know you. I have shopped at Harrods. I tried shopping at one of your clothing stores, but I was completely ignored because my ex-husband looks Jewish and actually I think y’all quite racist and hateful and I resent it.” says Lacey. “You are not from the British Isles; you are people from the Middle East and you’re trying to turn us into you or become one of us. And that’s not going to happen not with everyone at least not with a dead. You don’t belong in my country, but you are there because we needed money and you gave us money and at times you’re more rational than the Jews. You think more like us than the Jews do, let’s be honest. But you don’t really belong in London. It’s London, not Saudi Arabia, United Arab Emirates or Iran, Iraq, or Syria and I know that. And we’re smiling because it’s funny isn’t it?! It’s sad! It’s tragic. And it’s weird how the Americans don’t grasp what it means…and they’re scared of it.”
Like the Italians, they smile at Lacey?
“I’m not that stupid and you know it; stop embarrassing yourselves.” says Lacey kindly.
“It is about the money and the power and prestige and the ego. You know all that. True. 9/11 was very dumb wasn’t it?“ says an Arab man.
Lacey smiles. “I like the Jews, I do. I have fallen in love with at least two of them. But I don’t like what we did on 9/11. It’s an absolute joke at best.”
“Lacey they don’t understand. They have coloring crayons and coloring books and I think they do well on occasion.” says the man. “It breaks your heart to see Lem taking those coloring crayon creations, so damn seriously doesn’t it?”
“Yes that’s an incredibly apt way of putting it. Yes it’s like he took some coloring crayon creation and decided it’s Monet!!” *she faux gasps* “I still can’t figure out how someone could be that dumb without being profoundly in love.” says Lacey. “But back to the matter at hand: what is it that they think they’re doing?! I am lost, and I have no tolerance for it. Maybe it has something to do with Lem, but I have absolutely no tolerance for it.”
“Lacey, they thought they were running the world.” he says.
“Is it possible for a sentence to cause seizures because that sentence the way you delivered it I I am tempted to think that it could cause me to have seizures.” says Lacey.
“It was…a maneuver to them.” he says.
“Oh! That’s vile!!!” says Lacey.
A living William feels bad. “Lacey…try to be charitable!”
“They’re DISGUSTING!!!!” she YELLS.
“Hey! It’s okay!” says the man. “They were better before.”
“I don’t know whether to cry or destroy something.” says Lacey.
He sincerely cries with her.
“They don’t understand this!” he says about Blenheim Palace.
“Do the British anymore? With their American evil bullshit about so-called tolerance?” asks Lacey.
“No. They’re losing touch with reality.” he says. “They are living in a drug high world, not the one we know exists.”
“I don’t think I’m racist as if I should be nice about you covering underneath me. It’s about the fact that you shouldn’t be in my country and you know that.” says Lacey.
“You’re right it’s a sad, harsh truth of the late 20th early 21st-century.” says the man.
“Well, I’m not there and there’s nothing I can do about it but it’s nice to talk to you and at least have a real conversation that isn’t clouded in nonsense.” says Lacey.
“Queen Elizabeth felt the same way as you and there’s a good number of other people who are still alive to see it, but it is frightening the lack of perspective many people in the millennial generation have.” he says. “All the multiculturalism patronizing bullshit is a bit much times.”
“And that is why I can’t stand the maneuvering!” says Lacey.
“If they demand that you be real, you should stop patronizing them Lacey.” says another Arab man.
“Let’s talk about 9/11. What is a fun topic and I mean that sincerely.” says Lacey. “Of course just like Jack having a magic dick and a magic bullet that killed him…I will probably never be able to grasp the shimmering greatness of the ephemeral Know. The American Know-Nothing-everything-grandeur of the bullshit brigade of 1942. …If my weak peasant mind, that’s a mirror-female one to boot, tries to grapple with the grand questions of your end today surely the world will explode. But I would love to know what you say really, after mask such a simple, stupid peasant question of a man who must be like a god in comparison to moi?!?”
“I do poop I actually do sometimes even have diarrhea. I have flatulence! I vomited! I’ve had colds!!! …I know that must come as a tremendous shock to you from that perspective.” says the man.
“I was told that I was an imbecilic woman who was violent to consider herself an intelligent adult by almost every American professor that I’ve ever had. Either that or it was demanded that I be happy in the way that they wanted me to be.” says Lacey. “They couldn’t grasp how upset I was. It bothered them or they couldn’t understand why I was upset cognitively because it seemed stupid for someone to be upset for the reasons I was upset, so sincerely upset.”
Gen. Z listens. They follow her.
“You know your theory is that they were trying to take over the Middle East.” says the Arab man smiling.
“Well there is documented evidence, historically, that there were people working in that Bush administration, who genuinely had imperial visions of the Middle East. Of course I tried to write a paper about it, and my professor thought it was white trash, trailer park bullshit because he was a lower class background American-Polish man who went to Oxford. And it’s far more sophisticated to be a liberal than to be a conservative or to be truly open-minded! Only mouth breathing people who don’t believe in vaccines would ever consider that the Bush administration actually had imperial visions, and that that’s even some thing to consider.” says Lacey.
Road To Perdition, Film Score by Thomas Newman plays.
It’s becoming apparent that Lem was overwhelmed with sadness and didn’t realize how awful things really were which is why Michael had to get involved last summer. If he was straight, and if Lacey was thrown down the stairs and almost died, he possibly didn’t anticipate that.
“He thought that someone in that family cared about him and yes, Lacey was thrown down the stairs!” says Lem’s sister. “That family be in the Kennedy family.”
Is It True by Tame Impala plays.
The Bush Administration plans. In 2000.
They could…plan…to decay. Or they could…grab the bulls by the horns and run the world.
“Starting a war…is obviously dangerous.” said a George Bush.
A moment later.
“But if we don’t…we risk losing power. I understand that!” says a George after a black woman explains.
“Listen…it’s fine!!! We have the capability!” says a general.
They needed to…grow. In a vicious, atheistic world…power and control and domination…are the only things that count. Or mere, dim fallen human understandings of what those are. …Call it Real Politik…but it’s just reality. Virtue signaling the world doesn’t work on its own. The drug fueled Boomers don’t get that yet???
“Nah! We get evil! Fuck me you horny slut!!” Wobbly genuinely yells at Lacey.
Shocked and beyond repulsed…but still trying to be kind, “No!! No thank you!” she says. She tries not to laugh at him. “That’s gross!”
Terrified by his idiocy…she reorients her mind back to world politics. Aghast by how genuinely repulsive Lacey finds his living grandson Joe Sr. goes into almost complete shock. He stands still in wonder.
…The Bush Administration…was trying to find a way to…expand the business that is or was America? But do so…without…destroying the country. The downfall of Enron…might have been planned??? …As an attack on the Bush Plan? By idiotic, faux idealists, who are actually Satanists? Or no?
Was the Bush Plan…awkward?! Yes.
Jesus, Etc. plays in mockery of the lie that Lem was ever in love with any Kennedy if he was straight. Perhaps…it was partially written to mock Lem’s mistake. Possibly Lee laughs uproariously at the joke…if it’s real.
Yes…the Bush Plan was…awkward. But…perhaps the idea was a long shot? …Americans would watch their fellow citizens die…and then they’d use that social capital to invade huge portions of the Middle East. …And perhaps they assumed conquering the Middle East would be easier than it was.
“It was so draconian! …It’s times like that…that I realized…I was…different. But…I wasn’t…different enough…from these heinous people.” says an old money liberal in his diary when he found this out in 2004. He was an elder Boomer. He may have died recently.
“He was following in your footsteps Lem! They were the footsteps, that pitter pattered towards peace…and penises.” says Lacey.
“Except I don’t find men arousing.” says the man who wrote in his diary.
“I don’t care I’m straight too…and there’s plenty of me to go around, bitch!” says JFK.
“No, you don’t understand. I am really straight.“ says the man who wrote in his diary.
“Well that’s funny because that’s how Lem says it… It’s in the exact same way now, but he sucked my cock before and everyone says he was madly in love with me. So explain that!” says JFK.
“No I don’t know if I was straight or bisexual but I have a feeling that he wasn’t gay and I myself Jack don’t find men attractive at all. I don’t want to suck your cock.” says the man who wrote in his diary.
“I can have any man I want anyone can have anyone that they want. There are no rules. There are no rules; you can have anyone you want and you can do anything you want and you just have to put your mind to it. I can have any man.“ says JFK.
“How are you not in Hell?!? Yuck! Jack you’re a babbling fucking idiot, you dumb shithead.“ says the man who wrote in his diary.
“Because God loves me, and I actually believed in Jesus as my savior. If I am not in Hell I am not in Hell because I was a Christian.” says JFK,
“But why do we have to listen to you. Almost nothing you say is true and it’s just nonsense!” says the man who wrote in his diary.
“I can’t answer that and if I answer that you will figure out how to shut me up.” says JFK.
“So I enabled you to roam the Earth spouting off nonsense?” asks the man who wrote in his diary.
“Yes, you did. Frankly a lot of people did!” says JFK.
“So we were failing as a country and the Bush family saw that and decided to try to expand operations into the Middle East. But in order to do that, we had to have a 9/11 type of event, and my guess is that they knew the terrorists were planning on attacking and they didn’t prevent it, and they provoked it using the Illuminati. Or something along those lines, and then they may have added to the climate by exploding the buildings as well, possibly not entirely because they had evil intent it may have even been a humane gesture if they thought that people suffering in the buildings would be better off just dead?” says a living Boomer.
“No the idea isn’t that the country was failing sadly it is that the country was at a point where it was becoming so big that it could fail if it wasn’t properly managed. It was almost as if I had become too big for its britches so to speak. And it needed some way to manage to be an empire without letting its people know that it was becoming an empire until they accepted that position on the world stage. So we were supposed to become accidental imperialists, because that seemed potentially to them, and I get their logic believe me, the only way forward. …The other option was to eventually be bullied by Russia or by China or who knows what country; maybe Brazil.” says Lacey. “The thing is: could we have stood against bullies? Yes, we could have but as you’re seeing with Joe Biden and how things are going with Russia at the moment over Ukraine it’s much more difficult. Trying to maintain power on the world stage is far more difficult when you’re not an empire. It sounds so backward and colonialist, right? But the sad truth is it’s like walking in a rough neighborhood. You don’t walk into the neighborhood and walk up to people and give them hugs and say, ‘I am your best friend!’ unless if you want to get into serious trouble. You are relying on them to treat you like you’re an idiot or a buffoon. Or like you’re mentally-ill. …But they’re not going to treat you like an equal because you’re questioning everything about their existence. …There is evil in the world, the Boomers who got high and suddenly thought that they understood some thing don’t understand that. The Holocaust happened. Slavery did happen. There still is racism. Pedophilia is wrong. See bad things happen. …And we get an ouchie and our body hurts it’s real. And the Boomers can’t handle that because it’s too scary that mommy and daddy can’t fix it.”
More later.
“So basically, you’re saying that imperialism is unavoidable.” says Wobbly to Lacey.
“If you’re going to be an organized country and an anarchy like ancient Ireland than yes.” says Lacey. “If there’s an alternative, no one has thought of it yet.”
“If I had lived, you wouldn’t have thought you were so smart.” says Joe Kennedy Jr. to Bobby Kennedy Jr.. “And unlike Jack who is a faggot I wouldn’t of had some little brainwashed fucking-idiot-straight-guy following me around. Your father was afraid of me for good reason. You would’ve been afraid of my whole family, pipsqueak.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald and Lacey cringe at what’s possibly coming next.
“If Lem was brainwashed, then who brainwashed him?! And you died because you were an idiot OK, pipsqueak!” says Bobby Kennedy Jr. to Joe Kennedy Jr..
“Oh, you think you’re funny don’t you? No one‘s laughing with you Bobby; no one thinks you’re funny.” says Joe Jr.. “For all you know I was part of the reason Lem was brainwashed, and my father and your father and Jack and who did we tag team with? A pedophilic priest! Pedophilic priests do exist and that’s how he became brainwashed. This has been explained to you. And if I have to hear one more gay man, who was also coincidentally molested by a priest, rising up to explain to me that what I’m saying is homophobic, I am going to scream. Just because their molestation didn’t make them gay doesn’t mean that a straight man who was molested couldn’t get legitimately confused.”
“But if a gay man was molested by a straight woman, and he wouldn’t get confused.” says Bobby.
“That’s possibly true because of the patriarchy and so when a man rapes or molests someone, it’s a little different psychologically. When you’re raped and molested by your mother, as you possibly were that also screws you up in a different way than if your father does it. Because gender roles and gender are real things, Bobby. …And actually a gay man could possibly even get confused. It might not be common, but it’s possible. …If I’m talking to you and you’re Bobby and I am your uncle…I am your uncle…and if you had understood that I was talking to Lacey way back in 2016 none of this would probably be happening right now. Right? …If you thought that I wasn’t talking to her for reasons that are embarrassing to you…our whole family has suffered because of it. For the last seven years we have suffered and we will never recover because we can’t. Bobby there is no ‘new generation of Kennedys.’ Bobby, Saoirse and Maeve are dead. Gideon is dead, and you are old and short. …It’s not just that the media is not taking you seriously! You have no fucking clue how to run a campaign! Bobby, you’re embarrassing!” says Joe Kennedy Jr..
A moment passes.
“If I hadn’t decided to be a hero, for my own very complex psychological reasons that no one seemingly has understood because they apparently are too stupid to understand, and if I had had a son, he would’ve beat the fucking shit out of you. You wouldn’t have had a chance. He would’ve creamed you to a bloody, fucking pulp. He would’ve been bigger than you and smarter than you and you’d be lucky to be alive.“. Joe laughs. “Someday when you die if you’re lucky you’ll meet your cousin my son. And we’ll see if you’re good enough. Bobby, we’ll see if he likes you. Because he might not, and you might just wish you never existed.” says Joe Kennedy Jr., son of Joe Kennedy Sr. and Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy.
Pat Nixon laughs.
France claps it’s hands.
More later.
Lacey looks hot naked. And she just bought a new swimsuit. But she left it at home. Joe…is pissed-off.
“It may be the Illuminati’s fault. Mr. Blue may have thought it was funny like the dumbass he is for her to forget it. …He was teasing her about her weight. And I think he’s afraid of her taking a photo in it. …And he should be.” says Joe Jr. smiling.
“That’s ok! We saw Marilyn and Grace Kelly. And Queen Elizabeth too. Did you sleep with her, by the way?!” asks a Gen. Z woman.
Pat Wilson freaks out.
Joe refuses to answer that.
“No, Lacey and the Queen didn’t share Joe. That was an accident.” says Philip. “If it even happened.”
“So…Joe…you have a type.” says a Gen. X woman.
“Noble women? Elegant, refined British-origin women? Yes.” he says smiling.
“Why didn’t it work out with Elizabeth??” asks a man.
“She was promised to another…and he was a better man. And…I wasn’t worth the trouble.” says Joe.
More later.
Lacey’s father who raised her is likely remarrying a woman. …Lacey is starting to doubt she’ll inherit anything from him. And that’s a loss of hundreds of thousands of Dollars as orchestrated by a bitter, jealous, deeply threatened Illuminati that’s worth trillions combined. But…they’ve been living in denial for decades…and Donald Trump is their only surviving truth teller. …Money and social class are intertwined but not the same. Lem is either straight now or always was. …God does exist. Death is real. There very likely is an afterlife. Etc..
…Can they get Lacey’s mother who raised her married? There is a far smaller inheritance there. But it’s still money. …It’s still important. Who can they marry her off to?!? Huh?! Can they find someone?!?
It’s all so pathetic.
More later.
Stay by Rihanna plays.
Lacey has a confession to make.
This winter…she had a sense that a man in Cape Cod…who is dead…has a crush on Britney Spears. She had a long conversation about with the Illuminati. …It was deeply concerning to them that Lacey thought this…for some unknown reason. …He’s not a Kennedy. He’s some…old money…unknown…dead man. …Lacey can almost see his face. Is Britney with him? She doesn’t know.
…Someday…hopefully we will though.
Lacey is fairly certain Britney is alive. But if she isn’t…her ghost…is like Marilyn’s ghost. They are not to be toyed with. They’re different women. …But if Britney was killed…like Marilyn…they’re dangerous spiritual territory.
More in a few moments.
Lem maybe really is Lacey’s soulmate.
More tomorrow.
Keen to Cross the Pond 