Koda the Magnificent, searches ahead for the 'Stupid Saturday People’. We headed to the mountains again, so Koda could get his daily exercise. We pull out of the drive; here comes a Firetruck, lights and sirens blazing. As we get closer to the mountains, here comes another. It was old, struggling to accelerate, after slowing down at an intersection. They must have cleared the dust from this relic. Once it passes; we get the ‘Stupid Saturday People’. They were waiting along the roadside. Like they often do. One even flips us off, as I drive by, giving him a smile and wave.
We drive to our usual spot, and start our walk. There’s the Perp in his red van. He had too much exposure in the last couple of weeks. So, yesterday, he was replaced with Billy-Bobs. They had their big truck, big six shooters, strapped to their sides. Slamming, slamming, and again slamming; their Billy-Bob truck doors. Trying, disparately, to fulfill their daily narcissistic needs. I told Koda to Leave It, Turn Right, and he does. We head across the wash, to an easy trail for me to navigate. As we do; the rapid gunfire begins. The plane circling above us; does his ‘Look at Me, Engine Stall’. Just like the ones in California, Colorado, and Wyoming. Next, there’s a loud explosion. It came from the area, we are staying at. When in the Motorhome, it will literally shake the fixtures. Just like in Colorado, and Wyoming.
Koda comes down the large hill he climbed. Walks over, with his nose, gives my left thigh a nudge, He’s letting me know, to be careful, the ‘Stupid Saturday People’ are out in full force. We get on the other side of the bluff, and by-golly, there sets one. We continue our walk, lost in the beauty that surrounds us. The weather amazing, things greening up all around us.
We make the turnaround, and head back towards our car. Here comes the Plane again, flying higher, because I’ve been taking pictures. He does his ‘Engine Stall’. Then, there’s another big explosion. More gunfire. God, these idiots are so predictable. I have my phone in my shirt pocket, so I can record all of this. Like I have, hundreds, maybe thousands of times. My left nipple has gone past being chaffed. It’s to the point of being rock hard. Kinda awkward, at times.
The Patriots of Stupidity, can shoot off fully automatic gunfire, build and detonate large explosive devices. All, on Public/Government, (BLM) lands. Again, no one gives a shit. Because; it’s done to intimidate, harass, and terrorize a Targeted Individual. Wouldn’t you say so, Mr FBI Director? We get back to the car, and here come the Village Idiots. They fly pass on the small highway to our south. Slowing down, revving engines, engine braking.
As we get closer to where we are staying; far, far ahead, I see Crazy Karen. She’s pulling into the drive we have to pull into, to get to our Motorhome. I looked at Koda, when I saw her, and say “Get ready for more Stupid”. By-golly, there she was, waiting outside of her car. Validating my 'Stupid Saturday People' theory. She's right in the middle of the drive. Waving her arms like a Scarecrow, without stick support. Here comes a little dog, from the other side of the drive. Koda, whimpers a bit. I’m not sure if he wants to tear her limpid arms off, or play with the little dog. He loves playing with other dogs. Stupid people, not so much. It’s one of many, conspired skits used, to get Koda worked up.
This is a typical ‘Stupid Saturday People’, day. We go through it every Saturday, and Sunday. Almost every day. With all the knowledge, at the tip of our fingertips, the click of a button. The United States of America’s society, has regressed back to the Stone Age. Gangstalking and Workplace Mobbing, Hate and Ignorance, have lead us there.
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