It is unsafe to trust alternative media.  Individuals such as George Galloway, Owen Jones, Chris Hedges, Rania Khalek and Abby Martin, dozens of them, have carved out a media safe zone from which they perform a phony war of encampment for Gaza that amounts to pious, Zionist poetry.  Each of them have been condemned by those for whom they sing.  They are sandbaggers of a genocidal con job.  The extermination machine against which Jones promises a future of illegitimate praise for human rights agitators owes its satanic virility entirely to them.  They are all full-blooded gobblers of the pretzel wheel.

     One of the most unkind utterances of the Jews is the hum that the children about whom you cry are the larva of terrorism and that if you try to help them they will only turn on you.  The question of Owen Jones being Gay is thankless to the soldiers of extreme Islamic war and Jones isn’t about to man up about it.  He sided long ago with his own character assassins and lives a closet life of being shifty about it.  These sandbaggers converted, but what did they convert to?  They converted what?  Shifty and grinning sullen they converted the instrument of treachery: ie. awareness.  They are the eye-in the door.

     The shifty sandbaggers are always clucking about the truth.  Captive doctor, Hussam Abu Safiya alleges that man is a historic performance.  Jones flaunts his pouches in tune, glowering that principle incurs loss.  They cleverly second the lip-smacking cannibalism of Gregory Karl’s jibber that the persona is born to perform for them.  It’s not so much a prisoner’s dilemma as a Grecian sadist’s sigh.  The beltway scripted a mandatory apology to God for abortion and crucifixion by AIDS for Hiroshima and Seattle is so sick and disgusting with sandbagger greed for Netanyahu’s treasure chest that they haven’t even apologized for inflicting a deaf man with Parkinson’s dementia.

       The shifties, the sandbaggers, alt. media etc travel freely and party hearty.  Behind their illegitimate praise for one another is a British money finagle.  They pretend they aren’t aware of the evidence that Lennon was in on the Burstyn script and cheated the hangman.  This way, Ono gets her revenge for Hiroshima on a symbolic American in the name of the generation she betrayed and Joan Baez can’t even mention it because Lennon was used as the shield for the attackers in the AIDS attack.

       This is not to play their game.  I’m not Owen Jones. I wouldn’t do what they have done to me to anyone. Owen Jones is Bibi Netanyahu and together they are the walrus.  What this actually is, this game, this sandbagger tryst with Trump-bitcoin of the sort RFK, Jr. is so fond, is a matter for consumer affairs.  I fail to see in the darling little Palestinian girl who dreamed of Legos for her birthday the unadmitted guilt of sandbaggers who admit nothing.  

        The intransigence of the sandbaggers is the cowardly momentum that defeats their resistance.  Hiding responsibility, they grew ever more to blame.