My Video Intro

What follow are to be considered transcriptions of spoken word pieces that I would have delivered in a physical theater. You will also find video and audio pieces here.

This show has been roughed out years in advance, and material delivered as its time approached. There is an arc to this show. For that reason, posts --that is, pieces-- should be read in order, from older to newer. So if you've been absent for a bit, scroll all the way down and read upward.

Please remember that this is not a free show. This is the professional undertaking of a professional comedian who bet the farm on making this a going concern. Just because it is possible to steal my property does not mean that you may. If you go to the farmer's market and the man is away from his table, you are nonetheless obligated to put your money into the shoebox labeled "Put money here." My personal friends are exempted from buying their tickets, as well as those who may not be able to afford to buy a ticket. Everyone else is morally and legally obligated to buy a ticket if they partake of even, say, a dozen pieces of mine per year. Duck outside my theater for a cigarette as often as you like, but you didn't get in here in the first place without buying your ticket at the box office. The cost is $100 per person, per year. There is no law enforcement discount. There is no news media discount. No one gets a discount, unless you honestly don't have the money. (And to my law enforcement patrons: Even in Lenny Bruce's day, cops had to buy their tickets before they could get into his theater to jot their notes. Jot away, but if you are not here to arrest me or to shut the place down, then you are here covertly. If that is the case, then you are passing as ordinary patrons. If that is the case --and it is-- then you buy your tickets just like regular customers.)

Thank you for coming.

--Chris

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This is the product safety sticker that accompanies all my speech:

There was a Pratt and Whitney JT9D 7-series compressor recovered from Murray Street in New York on 9-11, the precise identification of which is detailed in the Capta Brightstick Document. That incompatible engine hardware precludes Flight 175's presence at the scene of the crime and indicts the jurisdiction known as United States as criminal. If you are a member of a grand jury or jury, or if you are a judge, and if this product safety sticker has been removed from whatever speech of mine may have been presented to you, it is because the prosecutor is pulling a fast one on you and doesn't want you to know that the federal government auto-executed itself in a grand ceremony for all to see. Please have a nice day.

Updated legalese, added 11/1/2012 on the occasion of realizing that every time I go to court, Madame Prosecutor is forever waving around my intellectual property contained herein, content to use my words against me without having the decency to buy her ticket to my show. Well, here's something you can wave around: "I, Christopher King, do hereby plead guilty to whatever it is that Madame Prosecutor may allege. I'm rotten to the core and I secretly make fun of the judge all the time. As a result, I --and here these are my words, the words of the prosecutor and not of Mister King-- I have luscious melon breasts and I think the judge is the worst thing ever to happen to the court. You hear me, judge? That's right. I, Madame Prosecutor, secretly hate you and I think your rulings blow. I would like the record to reflect that Mister King is well hung and I ache for his tender ministrations. I suck, the prosecutor's office sucks, the judge sucks, and Mister King is a national treasure despite his plainly stating that he is guilty of all allegations that may ever be made. He plainly confirms that he is a dangerous terrorist. There. Let the record try to sort out who is who in this statement."

http://youtu.be/rJDztqCG91g

"Ta da! Behold Assclown Jurisdiction United States!"

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

There is a particular reason why I chose nine years ago to rebroadcast my show via surveillance channels.

I needed to multiply my force. I needed to avail myself of all existing systems whose reach and penetration I might exploit. I needed to penetrate compartments and wake up all the individuals within those compartments who were unaware of the ends to which their good faith efforts were being redirected.

I would ask that you reward my foresight and my persistence and doggedness. Listen to me:

There is a reason why I have not covered this LIBOR non-event. It is because it is not at all revelatory. The criminality which pervades this world isn't even approximated by the LIBOR scandal. If you were to fully comprehend the inhuman designs and machinations of the psychopaths who rule this world, you would fall to your knees and sob.

I have demonstrated spot-on judgment. Please defer to me.

Within five years, likely two, United States will be wiped. (Wolfteam: Instruct all attorneys to remain silent. This is above the paygrade of 99.999% of United States attorneys.) There is not a doubt in my mind about the violent overthrow of the so-called "government," a band of animals which has lost the moral propulsive force to speak on any legal matter.

The term "wiped" refers to a hyperviolent termination of all United States agents and institutions. In the resulting aftermath and power vacuum, we will see an unleashing of hell: kidnappings, rapes, murders, the settling of scores, people winding up on the side of the road with holes drilled in their heads, roving bands of thugs pressing the pretty into the sex trade, the loss of control of nuclear, biological, and radiological weapons, and everything else that occasions the sudden collapse of a behemoth of a political structure. You cannot even begin to conceive of the mayhem. It will be a Mad Max world. It will be the start of a new global dark age.

...and that is precisely what the central bankers of this world want. They desire total control over everything. For centuries, they have used currencies --the medium of exchange of all human industry-- to multiply their force. The principle is simple: If one controls the medium of human industry, then he controls human industry itself. And if one controls human industry, then he controls humanity itself.

If you are a United States employee, you will be unemployed within five years. And you will have no marketable skills. Who are you going to hire on with? Who needs a completely useless, feckless nobody on the payroll? So you can forget about sending the children to college, you can forget about retiring in comfort, and you can forget about all that you have been promised by a now-deceased, bankrupt employer. Like those East German high commanders of whatever intelligence agency or whatever esteemed government office, you'll wind up selling apples on the street corner, wondering why no one seems to care that you used to have a black SUV and a gas card.

We have one shot to reverse this, and I have a very strong suspicion that it depends on Fundamental Constabulary.

If you do not do as I recommend, you will come to regret it. So listen to me. Do not be useless. Do not be feckless.



With the assistance of my legal staff in Washington, I am devising a stop-gap hacking of the United States legal system for the purpose of effecting emergency modifications to United States. If you are wise, you will permit this to occur. And if you can lend assistance, please do so.

If you wish further information on precisely which criminals you're dealing with, watch this video. It is a fascinating, entertaining couple of hours, a film made by a documentarian and radio show host who has been following this criminal cabal of bankers for twenty years.