Revealed: The Explosive Secret Huma Is Hiding

I just shared this on Godlike Productions, and then was on a thread about the Alignment on the July 29 Hexagram around the earth, (Hexagram being symbol of Saturn) and that being highly fittingly significant as the Royals claim to be branch of David in England, and will circumcisie on the 8th day, most probably, which is the 29th, for initiation. I was exaplaining this to a poster, who was interested in these ‘coincidences’ and the post it did not go, they immedidately banned me. Was it that post, or was it this, which I had just offered them on an Obama thread? What do you think? Would they ban me for just this? I don’t think so.

It is just funny. In a way….Yeah, I want a drink, funny… but still, … what do you think>? AGree? I call it “Channelling Hillary”
(Or “the Muslim-Luciferian Sisterhood of the Baggy Travelling Pants”….

Hillary looked into her crystal ball one midnight after asking for a partner in crime to make bagging the position of First President of the United States a little easier. Images flashes thru, in quick succession, weird, and fascinating ideas flew thru her mind’s eye, and she saw Huma Abedin, and a man with a very large nose, and then she just saw a bunch of Dicks. She saw Dick Cheney. She saw Dick van Dyke. She saw Dick Morris. No, no, no, she muttered .. this is not what… then, seeing a clear vision of what Huma must do for the two of them, for their ascendancy to the Presidency and the First Lady of New York.

‘Huma must marry a Dick. But they are all taken, Hillary said. I am married to the last real Dick available. No, not so, said the voice. Do as I say: Tell Huma she must marry a real Likable, sort of sadistic, misogynistic, pathological lying, pathetically weak, almost certifiably insane, and selfish man, who yet desires to be seen of the world for being strong, and manly.’ Okay, that’s easy enough. Huma is Muslim. She knows so many of those, the deal is considered done’.
‘No, no,, Not So, said the voice. Her Dick, this particular one, must be a classic, a real Schmeckel, an American, not a Muslim, yet more, He must be a Jewish man!’ Hillary gave a start.then a sly smile grew across her lips. ‘Yes! I understand. Not your average Muslim Dick,, that would never fly, too much suspicion, yes, she smiled. She understood perfectly in an instant, that Huma, the Muslim, must be humiliated, degraded by a very likable guy, an American Dick. She must be made more sympathetic, more likeable to Americans and Jews, by marrying a jerk who cheats on her. She saw a row of photos of a member of one of Congress, unclothed… and he must be a genuine, in-your-face Dick Head. A real Schmuck. Th price of power is high, she thought, but it is worth all the nausea in the end, when they, as two women, would rule over the land, one from New York, and the other from Washingon. This scheme would run just as hers and Bill’s did way back in the day of cigars and Flowers and Juanita Broakrick rape scandals. Woman of the nation would identify with her, feel sorry for her, support her thru her trials and tribulations with this bad man, even though she was Muslim; little did American women know that Muslims are trained from the Quran to degrade the men and women of the USA, to dominate the free world with Islam. Yes, American women would buy this, Hillary knew well. They are so ignorant, and they deserve it anyway. Hillary thought fondly of Huma, her protégé, and of how beautiful and smart she was.
Noticing more images which began to make her stomach turn. (Weird, she said, I’m having flashbacks of my own marriage…)
So Huma will marry a Jew. Okay, send me a Jew she will like, at least. “No! Said the voice. She will marry for position only!. …, a marriage in name only. A child will consolidate the union’s validity in the eyes of the populace.”
‘Poor Huma, thought Hillary. She will have to sleep with him?
“Not necessarily, you know well there are other ways…of getting a woman with child… We don’t care how she does it, but this is required for your guaranteed election. Huma and her baby will be your step-ladder to the highest elected seat in the land. Do you want it, or not?’ YES, Of course.” Huma would have to do it, and Huma would also be first lady of New York, so, it wasn’t like she wasn’t going to help her own people’s agenda in a huge way. New York would be the new Amsterdam of America.
Muslims would be able to take over the entire city. She will be happy to do it after she gets over the initial shock and the unpleasant duties of a faithful, forgiving loyal, steadfast ‘regular’ wife, who would resonate with the stupid American people.

Scene Two. Times Square. Hillary was wondering how hard it would be to seek a partner for her friend Huma. She and her entourage are walking after a hard day of lying and conjuring up memories of killings… of political enemies past, and daydreaming of who she would like to be next on the hit list. Startled by a couple of young, Lewisnky-esque girls crying out ‘OOoh, Yuck!, Pervert!’, she interrupted by saying ‘What the hell are you doing, you Jerk-Off, don’t you know that’s a crime still in this City?’ as a skinny Jewish man turned and looked very afeard of the voice who addressed him from behind.. This is the Dick that I saw last night in my Ball! She thought, and said, as she looked up at his face, ‘Oh My God, Thank you.!’ He backed up a step and looked ashamed, and spoke to her apologetically… Never mind all that, she said briskly. I want you to meet someone tonight’. He looked bewildered and afraid. as she turned to one of her aides and ordered her to ‘Take his name and number’. Uh, Antony. Antony….? As he fastened his fly. A smirk from the aide and a smile of recognition escaped her before a a wry harsh, dominating laugh from the Secretary of State broke the awkward silence. Weiner! He said. Hillary spread forth her arms to the heavens and said with a voice he had never heard her use before on TV, ‘Thank You, Thank You, Praise The Lord!’ Weiner looked fidgety, a little embarrassed and said, well, … no, it’s my pleasure!’ Hillary shot him a look of disgust remembering the words from the Crystal-night about being a real American Ego-Driven, Delusional, Disfunctional Jerk, a Dick Par Excellance, and swore to herself and to her God, ‘Yes – Thank you, This is The One!’

Fast forward to a year and a half later. Huma calls Hillary: ‘Antony is being a Dick!’ ‘Well, he is a man’, deadpanned her friend. No, I mean, he’s a real Dick, Hillary, this is too hard. How can I keep this up with him? ‘Think of your future, Huma. Think of your baby. He needs his Daddy’. Hillary advised in her wisest voice. I stayed with Bill, for me and Chelsea, our joint future and the Golden Age of Aquarius, and I got to do a lot of stuff from the White House. People think Bill was totally in charge, but it was mostly me’. With a little help from my friends, she said with a little smile to Huma. Huma half-heartedly smiled at that encouragement. I try to ignore the way it looks, but everywhere I go, everywhere I look, I see Dick after Dick, after Dick Head! It’s making me mad!’ I know, sympathized Hillary. It’s not easy being Luciferian sometimes. She has hard tasks for us and this Dick makes it very hard for you. For all of us, I mean. But you will win in the end. You stick with me, girl, and you’ll see… Before all this is over, before your little boy’s grown, you and I will have risen to the heights of the halls of true power, you will have shown your boy and all your people how one intelligent Muslim woman could reach the citadel of power, your name, Huma, Mother, will ring with worldwide renown, not for being Anthony Weiner’s wife connected to the Muslim Brotherhood as only now you are known, but they will say your name with reverence, from all Islamic countries and from Dearborn, it will ring as the clearest bell tolls for Lucifera, and The Mother of God – you, Huma, could help them dominate the world from the Mayoral Office of New York City, That Great City, Babylon! And The Cup Of The Wrath of the Wine of My Indignation… will be filled.!” Are you thirsty, Huma? Huma looked sideways at Hillary. Yes! She answered, smiling mysteriously. So they went to the wilderness and had shots from Moon Cups to celebrate their dark reverie. Meanwhile, Antony Weiner took the heat from the press, which he so badly wanted a while ago…looking bewildered and feeling strangely bewitched. Hillary smiled as they rode silently together in the Hummer Limo back to the halls of power as the dawn rose thru the mist.

for a laugh, because we need one! : /alternative/2013/07/revealed-the-explosive-secret-huma-is-hiding-2720690.html

except one change needed among others, (maybe later) instead of meanwhile Anthony took the heat from the press, (non-existent) I would change to:

and antony took some heat from the people… or strangers, just not the same sort that he had envisioned