The Thrill Report #041201
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE IRS

Enclosed please find your forms and my document. Since I cannot make any sense of it, I’ll leave it up to you to find what you are looking for. It’s not really money you want from me, it’s power over me. You think you’ll get it by reducing my spendable digits. Well, it doesn’t work that way anymore. I intend to put the IRS out of business. It’s a sick system and it’s time it danced The Rigor Mortise Rag.

The IRS is nothing more than an extortion racket. It’s like this: the IRS is a criminal extortionist organization used by the “shadow government” (aka The United Snakes of Israel) to terrorize the citizens into forking over their hard-earned banking digits. The terrorized citizens literally take the necessities out of their lives, and the lives of their children, in order to pay the extortion racketeers who, in turn, use the extorted banking digits to purchase weapensofmassdestruction to aim right at the heads of the terrorized citizens and their children. Joseph in Egypt all over again.

Constitutionally speaking this has got to be absolutely AGAINST THE LAW! If there is a law that states that one is not obliged to give evidence against oneself (The Fifth!) then there MUST be a law that prevents one from being forced to pay extortionists, when the extortionists belong to an agency sanctioned by an ILLEGAL SHADOW GOVERNMENT (aka The United Snakes of Israel) and said ILLEGAL SHADOW GOVERNMENT AGENCY uses said extorted payments to arm itself further for the sole purpose of causing injury to said extortees and their Children. In short, the extortionists extort from the extortees so that the extortionists can buy weapons to aim at the extortee’s heads. Pretty slick, don’t you think? Bamboozle of the First Magnitude.

I know what I am talking about. I’m Project Monarch, the prototype, the Original Enchillada, without which there would be nothing, NO THING. In case you don’t know what that means, don’t worry about it, your “boss” knows exactly what it means. My Son, the dead one, was in the program too. “You got a lotta nerve...” trying to squeeze me for 1997. That’s the year the CIA (Central Insipid Agency) murdered Him but He didn’t stay “dead”. No sireee Bob. He “lived” to tell it all.

I want you to know that “I’m mad as hell and I’m not taking it anymore!” Remember that line from Network (the film)? Well, it’s true. I have taken my stand. Simply put, I will stand until evil is no more. You see, I have “Pousto”.

“Give me pousto (a place) where I may stand, and I will move the Earth,” Archimedes and Me. Can you feel the Earth amovin’? Can you see the pyramid schemes acrumblin’? Can you see the rats arunnin’? Can you see the cockroaches aswarmin’? It’s agonna get very ugly before it’s beautiful again but it will be beautiful again. I guarantee it.

The so called “lord” of the Old Testament is gone--kaput!-- but that pesky alien larvae, that he left behind in the empty hearts and vacuum minds of the chosen ones, refuses to believe it. This is the reason for the mass sacrificing of animals under the guise of Hoof and Mouth and Mad Cow Disease. The “chosen ones” are trying like hell to raise their head dead demon “the lord” but he just don’t raise no more no how! They are frantic. They are losing power fast and don’t know why. California’s rolling blackouts ain’t nutin’ compared to the tidal waves of blackouts in their synagoges and kosher factories. They don’t get it, but they never were very bright. They were never more than a mistake to begin with. Sort of Nature’s Abortion gone awry, nomadic Neanderthals trying to get a life. Everything they have they stole including the bodies they ride around in. A nation indeed! A pile of Camel Dung has more class than the dead body politic called Israel!

And you, you IRS, have been transferring our Children’s banking digits to Israel??? You have been taking the food out their mouths to send it to THEM??? Shame on you, you cowardly traitors, shame, shame on you.

Jana Janus
The Rogue Butterfly
Scribe in the Ancient Language of Thrill