Powell to the People

“The warning that I received, you may take with however many grains of salt you wish, that the brown acid that is circulating around us, is specifically not too good. It's suggested that you do stay away from that; of course, it's your own trip, so, be my guest. But, please be advised that there is a warning on that one.” – Chip Monck's infamous Woodstock warning


I had heard the first reports of the military attack on Venezuela while nodding off on the couch. Being in that curious space between awake and asleep, it immediately brought forth the image of a Scandinavian sea monster being released from the very lowest levels of consciousness. It all made sense: this was connected to the brown acid that Sidney Powell spewed five years ago on her “Release the Kraken” tour.

Was Sidney Powell delusional? Injected with Q-anon steroids by Russian military mind control agents of KAOS? Or was she, as Rudy Giuliani once asked, working with the CIA to fully discredit the president's “elite strike force” of lawyers in the effort to overthrow the 2020 election? I think that she was a pathetic human being, formerly disguised a a stable, intelligent being.

But that mask peeled off as the felon pressured her to assist in the knowing theft of the 2020 election results. It's not that she was an outstanding lawyer, as she failed to get a conviction in the 1979 federal case against James Chagra. It was for the murder of a federal judge deep in the heart of Texas. Neither were her splattering of cases challenging various states' election results evidence of anything beyond that her brain had turned to bat guano.

This is evidence of the gravitational force that a sociopath in power has. A guy like Michael Cohen gets drawn in, ends up abandoned and incarcerated, but is able to pick himself up eventually. And a person who has passed as stable is brought in so fast and hard that her inner being self-destructs. What is interesting is that a bit of her madness broke off, and was absorbed by the felon's shrunken brain stem.

Hugo Chavez, who died in 2013, was the mastermind of the conspiracy to steal the 2020 election from the felon. This was, at least in my mind, the most rational thing that poor Sidney theorized in that period of time. It is clearly the most important, for as noted, it pierced the felon's hypoglossal nerve and has spread to his mouth. Chavez coordinated from his grave with China, Russia, Iran, and U.S. military/intelligence to steal the election. Gosh darn him! Q-anon was attempting to right this injustice!

Like virtually every female the felon has encountered, Powell came out of this stained. Despite his saying he might appoint her as a special prosecutor to investigate the election, the felon dropped her in the same way he did with Marjorie Taylor Greene and Elise Stefanik, who both had been led to believe they had career advancements heading their way. Yet Powell continued to file cases in four different states even after the felon dropped her. Her spelling “district” three distinct ways on a page suggests she had been consuming alcohol, possibly mixed with quaaludes. And she would lose in civil and criminal court for her participation in the effort that resulted in January 6.

As the festering mass between the felon's ears became septic, the horrors of a dead leader from Venezuela stealing the 2020 election flashed like a lighthouse as the felon began to recognize that his q-anon campaign had betrayed him with its focus on the Epstein scandal files. At the same time that the woman who stole his Nobel Peace Prize was saying nice things about him – even seemingly comparing corrupt elections in both countries – he needed a distraction from those files. The failure of his DOJ – republican plan to damage Jack Smith was adding pressures upon him.

The “fight, flight, or freeze” flashed in his mind. Find an easy victim for the military to hit. Granada had already done the job before. So Venezuela it was. And to hell with that thief Machado for stealing his prize.