When You Rent a Place to Live

You subject yourself to your landlord, who then has the power to ruin your life by evicting you at the worst possible time in the harshest possible way so you lose all your property and possibly your life.

You may imagine that the Mayor, the Governor, the State or Federal Attorney General, or the President CARES.

They don’t. None of them do. At all.

You now live in the Post Biden world with 50 million enemy invaders who were welcomed into USA by Brain-Dead Joe Biden and have transformed USA from an orderly Anglo-American nation to a Randomized Chaos Run Largely by Robots (RCRLR).

When I first came to Hunter Hill the landlord was gentle, kind, intelligent, and ethical.

Now, 10 years later I find myself in the jaws of a Crocodile.

So in mid-Winter, the descendant of Allosaurus plans to throw this 80 year old vet out in the snow.

Those who care add up to a total group of zero persons.

I will be lucky to find another place in Hagerstown fast, and I work on that every day.

Evil does need an enemy — like St George was. There was St. George in ancient Rome. There have been vets, and patriots since then. I say what George said — “Take Me, I will oppose Evil”.

I may not survive this coming Winter, as I say those who care are a group of zero people.

Zero people are not visible. Non-Existence does that to ya.

See that the “waters around you have grown”.

Know that you will not need to GO to hell.

It will come to you.

When you are old, poor, and weak, and you get a Crocodile (Allosaurus) Landlord.

You feel that this could not possibly happen to you. But it could. Unless you own a house on a piece of land, and several stacks of gold coins or bars.

If your “Golden Years” become a preview of hell, then you will be ready if that’s where you have to go. And you will meet your landlord again, wearing the cloak of Moloch, and carrying the trident spear of Satan.