Hells Angels are Being Exterminated
There’s a singularly pleasing short story called “The Screwfly Solution” which first appeared in 1977. It’s a science fiction short story by Alice Sheldon writing under the pseudonym of Raccoona Sheldon and it explores one of the ways in which an alien realtor might clear the Earth of the pestiferous humans so that the prime land can be sold on to waiting clients. Essentially, it involves changing human mating habits so that the human race stops reproducing and dies out. We can all smile at stories like this because, once you introduce aliens into the plot, everyone knows this is fiction. The more interesting phenomena are the urban myths and Conspiracy Theories. These have just enough factual connection to the real world to allow people to suspend disbelief and consider for a moment that they might actually be true. So, in the spirit of truthfulness and honesty for which I am justly famous, I’m going to give you the inside story behind the plot to wipe out the Hells Angels. As you probably know, Federal Government considers this to be a criminal organization specializing in drug dealing, extortion, trafficking in stolen goods, etc. But there’s a real problem for the FBI and other law enforcement agencies. These guys are continuously on the move. It’s not as if you can set up surveillance, tap into telephone lines and do all the stuff you see in TV programs and movies. Trying to get undercover officers inside the organization has also proved difficult. The Feds therefore hit on the obvious solution. If you can’t collect evidence to put them all in jail, you wipe them out. Most of the Angles ride Harley-Davidsons. This is their weakness. Undercover officers have infiltrated the manufacturing facilities and have modified all motorcycles to produce impotence. This plot has only recently been uncovered. It’s one of those unfortunate accidents of fate. Japanese scientists have been researching the higher rates of erectile dysfunction among motorcycle users and they discovered that the engines of cycles made in the US have been modified to produce vibrations at the frequency range most likely to cause nerve damage. Even more insidiously, these vibrations affect the production of hormones needed to ensure the prostate and bladders remain healthy. There’s also evidence that seat design has been adjusted so there’s pressure on the perineum to reduce the flow of blood through the artery into the penis. Around 75% of riders between 40 and 49 years, and 93% of those who are 50 years and older reported severe erectile dysfunction. Naturally, there’s been a significant increase in the use of viagra among Hells Angels as they fight to keep the juices flowing. Wikileaks has documents from the FBI showing its efforts to intercept supplies of viagra ordered online. The battle is ongoing. Watch this space for more disclosures.
John Scott
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What do these lyrics mean?
~The Creatures- Exterminating Angel~
Here it comes again
Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
There are just black holes
Where the stars would be watching
Just black holes
Where the stars should have been
Plumes of dirt
Caress a urine colored sun
Swarms of angels
Come to kill your sons
And there’s nothing but black holes
Where the stars should have been
Nothing but black holes
Where the stars would be watching
Oh those strange argonauts
Digging again in your pit
Cover them in menstrual stream
Cover them in black gold
Plunge them into ingots
Ripping through your menstrual stream
Rising up taste of rusty can
And jagged glass feeling again
Here it comes again…
Hordes of locusts blot out your sun
Raining down – rain on everyone
Poor little rich thing
Poor little bleeding heart
Poor little misunderstood
Piss on it – I’m sick of it
Enough is enough
I wanna f u c k it up
In spite of it
Just for the hell of it
I wanna f u c k it up
Out of sync – out of phase
Out of sight – out of spite
Raining down, raining everyone
Poor little rich thing
Poor little bleeding heart
Poor little misunderstood
Piss on it – I’m sick of it
Here it comes again…
Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
There are just black holes
Where the stars should have been
Just black holes
Where the stars would be watching
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