Game Over, Boy. You Cannot Compete With Me.

I am going to owe you guys an apology.

I ususally put a little thought into what I write and post--I try to make it worthwhile--with research, entertainment and so on.

However, I am at the library here in Los Angeles and I am being assaulted again by the cops. In addition, the Africans in these neighborhoods--to whom I have never spoken with--are taunting me about photographs they have been accumulating of me indisposed.

Ick.

First of all, for the record, I have warned people many times about myriads of people who follow me everywhere I go to take my picture. This isn't totally a new phenomena because of my influence in pop culture--when I was about ten years old, a woman named her kid after me, when I was in my twenties, I had VIP everywhere in Scottsdale--I also had my share of people following me around from clubs, work, home, etc.

I have been stuck in Operation Birddog now for 15 years. I was tricked into this situation by the cops and Hollywood and some family members whose only job was to say, "I don't know what you're talking about."

There have been THOUSANDS OF PHOTOS OF ME TAKEN OVER THE LAST FIFTEEN YEARS WHILE I'M TRAPPED IN HOMELESSNESS AND PROBABLY ELSEWHERE. TRICKING ME INTO HOMELESSNESS WAS PLANNED BEFORE I KNEW OF IT.

Does this bother me? Not too much. I don't want any embarrassments any more than the next guy. However, after you've been through what I've been through, it takes A LOT to rattle me. It is far more likely that the vulgar races of law enforcement and Hollywood and the Africans will rattle people who could have learned a lot at Sovrumano.com.

The vulgar don't care. They want dopamine. Lots of dopamine. They want dopamine to the exclusion of common sense. (Or economics, or ecology, or morals, or criminology, or...)

They put themselves and what they want before anyone and everyone else. They are narcissists and their GDP that they bring to the table comes with a high trade off: Felonies. Lots of felonies.

Over the last fifteen years I have been sexually assaulted thousands of times. I have been sucker-punched. I have been jumped. I have had my bags stolen. I have had my cell phones stolen. I have had my gaming laptop stolen. I have been poked with a hypodermic needle. I have been poisoned. I have been stalked. I had a woman pull apart a spring from a ballpoint pen and put it in my sandwich at a Boston Market (I bit down on the wire instead of chewing and swallowing). I have had a gun pulled on me. I have had a razer blade pulled on me. I have been slandered. I have been psychologically assasulted. And I cannot count the number of FBI Agents and police and Hollywood Guilds who have lied to me about my being trapped or owing me compensation.

What is all of this for? Someone somewhere has a fixation on me, to the best of my knowledge. I don't owe anyone anything. Some people brag about both of my parents passing away as if they have something to do with it. It catches my attention because Hollywood made fun of their passing. Both of my parents were disabled. My father was a horse of a man in terms of will. He had an IQ of about 95, one paralyzed left leg, paralyzed left arm, worked 40 hours a week, was one of Jehovah's Witnesses, did volunteer work on the weekends walking from door to door offering a free home bible study to anyone who wanted one. Took care of me without a wife. Drove a Volvo. We had HBO. We had an Apple Macintosh and a Commodore 64. My dad had a water bed to sleep in and I got the leather couch in the living room which unfolded to a bed. My bed.

I was about eight years old at the time. My dad wasn't perfect. He was disabled. But he wanted to do what was right very badly and so he served God very sincerely. He did his best with me. Eventually he remarried.

The filth around Skid Row doesn't compare to my father even if they're comparable in IQ. 

Which brings me to myself--the cops and some caucasians seem to be gloating about my being trapped. This of course is confusing to me. I'm not an enemy. My family has been here for several generations. We are Americans. I don't have any business with you or the cops. My DNA is superior, not inferior. (I am about to turn 50 on May 9, 2019 and I still pass for 35-40 depending on how much sleep I'm getting. There are girls half my age who would date me but can't because they're afraid of being ridiculed. I sleep on the sidewalk. I eat whatever they're serving in homeless shelters. I don't have diabetes. I don't have cancer. I'm not bald. I'm lithe and extremely fit. I have walked some 100,000 miles on foot with extra weight on my knees and back. I don't have plastic hips or knees--but I might one day.)

Even from homelessness, I have created Sovrumano--both as a resource online and as a designation for the rare human being. I have people who are willing to invest with me in the site but I can't work with them. I can't socialize. I can't make a sale from the site or see my actual twitter followers. The cops can always advertise to my clients and I would never know it. The meter on my old account was stuck at 12 for years.

From homelessness I have put $3.5 BILLION (not trillion, the abbreviation on my cell phone threw me off, I apologize) of GDP in America's bank. That's $3.5B a year, every year and that's just using a very small sample space of 12,000 people and 8 hours a week. None of the whites who gloat about my being homeless will ever make contributions anywhere near what I am doing and I will continue to do so.

The reason for schadenfreude among the whites and cops and blacks is envy. Schadenfreude is also related to fear. If you think I'm a threat to you--or if you envy my light skin and curly hair--or whatever it is--if you see me homeless--it's a chance for a weak army to gloat as if they've accomplished something.

Ironically, I am not the threat--the cops and the whites are. They have more felonies than anyone. Once upon a time I didn't know that cyber existed and what you could do with it. I just learned about it a few years ago. Like ten, maybe. The USA loses TRILLIONS OF DOLLARS every year to keep the caucasians sated. To keep the rest of us from fulfilling our potential. I even have a recording of two white podcasters speaking on the military and laughing about white men running to the local police station or the military so they can compete with other men.

How pathetic you are, boy. You need a uniform. To eavesdrop. To copy my ideas. To stalk and follow me around. To make me defecate over 5,000 times when you want me to. To talk to me using other people as puppets (I won't talk to the cops or Hollywood, I have to be tricked into it.) To copy my personality traits hoping multi-billionaires will like you. To assault my Dad in the hospital while all four of his appendages are tied to the railings in bed. To have Miley Cyrus make fun of my Mom's passing (she passed out and fell forward knocking out her four front teeth and broke a bone in her neck. She later died about seven days later. Soon thereafter, Miley was in our celebrity magazines sporting fake teeth in the front. I don't think it's a coincidence. Hollywood writes about me full time but in metaphor. Hollywood and the Police are the same entity as far as I know.) To steal pictures out of my laptop. To take pictures of me on the toilet (?!). To scream my personal business from the top of your lungs attempting to embarrass me. To run over and stand in between a girl and myself while I'm at work to make sure she doesn't start liking me....

...AND NOW YOU'RE READY TO COMPETE, EH? C'MON, BOY...YOU POOR FRIGHTENED COPS AND YOUR SHITTY STOCK OF KIDS...YOU CANNOT COMPETE AGAINST ME FOR YOU ARE ALREADY BEATEN. MY IDEAS ARE WORTH MORE THAN YOURS. MY PERSONALITY IS WORTH MORE THAN YOURS. MY $3.5B CONTRIBUTION TO AMERICA IS MORE THAN THE LOT OF YOU COMBINED. (THIS CAN EASILY BE 10X THAT VALUE WITH MORE PARTICIPANTS--THIS YEAR, NEXT YEAR AND THE YEAR AFTER THAT) YOU HAVE FELONIES--I DON'T. YOU CAN'T MAKE IT WORKING MONDAY THROUGH FRIDAY WITHOUT INCURRING NEW FELONIES!!! YOU HIDE YOUR FACES AND HIDE YOUR FINGERPRINTS USING CYBER!!! IF WE COULD GET YOUR MEAGER BLUE COLLAR VALUE TO THE TABLE WITHOUT YOU MOLESTING THE NEIGHBORS TEENAGED DAUGHTER OR FOLLOWING ME AROUND OR ASSAULTING SOMEONE OR STEALING FROM SOMEONE'S CELL PHONE, OR PINCHING SOMEONE'S IDEAS AS IF THEY'RE YOUR'RE OWN--I WOULD CALL IT A GOOD DAY.

YOU IDIOT RACES THINK YOU ARE WORTH IT BECAUSE OF THE WAY YOU LOOK BUT THE MATH SAYS WE LOSE MONEY ON YOUR NARCISSISM EVERY SINGLE DAY. YOU SEXUALLY ASSAULT PEOPLE ON A DAILY BASIS. PETA HAS VIDEOS OF YOU COPULATING WITH FARM ANIMALS AND ASSAULTING AND KILLING THEM VERY CRUELLY. YOU HATE EVERYBODY ELSE EXCEPT FOR YOURSELVES AS IF THERE'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT YOUR WHITE SKIN--THERE ARE NO CORRELATES WITH WHITE SKIN EXCEPT STRAIGHT HAIR. YOUR SHITTY STOCK OF KIDS UPLOAD FILTH ONTO FACEBOOK AND PORNHUB. YOUR SHITTY STOCK OF KIDS WORSHIP SATAN--LITERALLY, NOT METAPHORICALLY. "HAIL SATAN!" TRICK AND HATE EVERYONE AROUND YOU IS YOUR MODUS OPERANDI. EVERYONE ELSE IS HERE TO PLAY BALL BY THE RULES. YOU BRAG ABOUT HATE CRIMES AND GENOCIDE IN EXPENSIVE MAGAZINES AS IF IT'S A GOOD THING*. WE DON'T LOSE MONEY ON THE OTHER GROUPS OF PEOPLE.

The FBI needs to do it's job and get me out of my hostage situation. I am tired of the vulgar races and their "coping strategies" when they encounter someone who has more talent than they do. No one is more pathetic than the caucasian cops. They need so much help to compete it's a joke. Furthermore, they work in the government sector and are not to be "competing" in the business sector.

Under the skin, there are very little differences among us. Making whites "national security" is a joke. They aren't. They're a liability and they are constantly jeapordizing everyone's welfare worldwide. It's a subset of each group that's a priority to save. Not any one single race. They know better but pretend not to.

-93Nietzsche


*Hopefully, you are getting better at reading nonverbal messages. For an exercise check out OUTSIDE Magazine, May 2019, issue. In fairness, these are messages that I see but can also demonstrate their consistency over hundreds of magazines and ads (see @1000xH8 on twitter). And lastly, many magazines are "for rent" to various special interest groups and advertisers. In other words, they may have had to participate whether they want to or not. I happen to like and read the magazine regularly. No exaggeration.