Phew.
The world is now a much worse place because of the ridiculous delusions expressed by those monkeys at that grifter Turning Point USA scam
The real "test by God" would not be them getting paid all that money
Turning Point USA is taking all that money from their gullible and naive donors and somehow that twit is bleating about "test by God".
They are raking in a massive amount of loot from their monkeys and those Charlie Kirk people are swimming in that loot.
For what?
They are rabble-rousers.
Desperate, little people so cowardly terrified of mortality they will swallow anything that gives them false-hope of an Imaginary Friend "up there" in the clouds.
Pathetic.
Those people should sue them for damages. For Turning Point USA preying on those gullible people: and is most certainly why that douchebag crybaby-in-chief Donald J. Trump is so up in arms about Charlie Kirk: Because Trump is getting a cut of all that loot Turning Point USA is fleecing from those morons
I need to look at that video supposedly is out there of the moment he was hit by gunfire
The images I have seen show him in a white, t-shirt-style of shirt. Not sure if that was the same day, but if so:
Possibly a blood-pack hidden in there?
"Con-job within a con-job"
Those nutjobs are already susceptible to that whole "Lazarus" nonsense
Those Turning Point USA grifters are maneuvered - by authentic confidence-artists - into believing an Apocalypse scenario is being set up
They participate, thinking that Charlie Kirk will soon emerge alive to an adoring public, more chaos ensues
More than 8 billion human monkeys infesting this planet Earth will never read here the truth.
https://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/turning-point-usa-spokesperson-says-134415395.html
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Us Weekly
Turning Point USA Spokesperson Says Charlie Kirk Didn’t Have an ‘Exit Wound’: A ‘Miracle’
Miranda Siwak
Sun, September 21, 2025 at 6:44 AM PDT 3 min read
Continuing, original-work by me, Kerry Burgess - draft
From 10/15/1953 ( premiere USA TV series "Kraft Television Theatre" ) To 8/23/2013 ( ) is 21862 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 9/10/2025 ( ) is 21862 days
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From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Friday, August 23, 2013 11:08 PM
To:
Subject: Low priority - background information
So anyway, the year was 2011 and I just cannot understand why I am not as tall as Thomas Ray and I just cannot understand why I don’t have a gunshot scar on my left shoulder. Back around the year 2000 or 2001 the medical doctor I used my Microsoft health insurance to visit for a general check-up told me I should have something examined on the back of my left shoulder.
Eventually I started thinking that Thomas and I would often substitute for each other. People who knew us could tell the difference but in many other instances, I have been thinking, we could trade places and no one would be the wiser. And so with those theoretical activities in mind I decided that back in the year 2006, for example, I was confusing his experiences with my similar personal experiences. See, I started thinking I was deliberately mimicking his earlier activities with my own later activities, such as with the wars in Iraq, which I have reported in detail on my public blog.
I started thinking that he had piloted an F-16 Falcon in an early strike on Iraq and I started thinking that I flew a United States Apache attack helicopter on the first Gulf War strike on Iraq. I started thinking he shot down an Iraqi fighter jet during his successful mission and that I also shot down an Iraqi fighter jet during my own successful mission. Those details, presumably, surface in my mind because of certain subtle similarities, especially because of the enemy aircraft and of how my conscious minds struggles to interpret those security-drug-memories, if they even exist. He was a US Navy SEAL, I started thinking, and we all worked together with top-tier special forces of the United States and we trained with similar forces of allied countries.
And finally, recently, back in the year 2011, the obvious suddenly dawned on my feeble mind: laser surgery.
I had the scar removed by laser surgery, I started thinking and that would explain the lingering aches and pains, compounded by the fact I don’t exercise anymore. I looked in the mirror at my back and I started to believe that the bullet’s exit wound scar is still there. The subtle genius in my mind probably deliberately went to see that Microsoft-funded doctor just so he would see that just so that he would probably tell somebody about it. Indeed, a few months later my (surrogate) mother visited and brought a young woman with her I had never met before, and just like that early scene of the October 2001 film “Training Day” I am 100% confident my mother was trying to get me to brag there in public about myself as a Deputy United States Marshal winning a gunfight duel with a criminal fugitive.
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by me, Kerry Burgess: 29 March 2013
I wrote once before in a private email about the question I posed to myself about whether the sudden realization that my life in DeQueen Arkansas would make me also resent my biological relations to the British monarchy and I was thinking again just today that I do not resent them.
I was thinking back today to my life growing up in DeQueen and really the only things I did not like about it was things I could have changed personally. So if I resent anybody then I should resent myself.
I think back to that trailer park we lived and why should I resent anything about that? Sure, we weren't wealthy by any means but so what? Why did I deserve to live a life of luxury?
I think back to that trailer we lived in and I think about the nights I would try to sleep at night and I would hear the rats that infested that place scratching on the walls and that wasn't very pleasant. I didn't have any control over that life as an eight year old but why should I blame Thedia for that? She was working to support two kids as a single mother and I never had any reason to complain about her.
Eventually we moved into a house in DeQueen residential areas, after she and the Vietnam veteran finally divorced, the guy whose birthdate was July 20th, and that house was bug-infested and rodent-infested but it was better than that trailer.
I've had a lot of thoughts in recent months about her that really disturb me, thoughts about truths I would discover in the 1990's and that were blocked from my conscious awareness sometime later. I still am not certain about the truth and I have not written anywhere about the really bad suspicions I have.
So anyway, we moved to DeQuincy Avenue to a rental house and that is when I got some payback against the dirty rats.
Ah, that was the big change there. The new Kerry, you sons-of-bitches wall-scratching rodents. You met you match now. Now I got a BB gun.
In the back room of that house is where the garbage was stored until the trucks carried it off. At some point I discovered a hole in the floor where the rats would come up from beneath the house to go for the garbage.
I would sit there for hours and wait for the sorry little bastards to raise their heads from the hole and I would shoot them with my BB gun. After a couple times, I was dissatisfied with that approach because I would either miss or they would see me and drop back in the hole without getting shot.
I wanted to cut notches in the wood of my BB gun for confirmed kills.
So that's when I got patient. I would wait for the little bastards to crawl all the way out of the hole and onto the floor and they would get hit by a copper ball bearing projectile from my air rifle. One time, I hit one but didn't kill and it ran towards me and into the bags of trash behind me and I had kick things out of the way so I could stomp it to death as it scurried around the room trying to find an escape.
After a while I starting leaving pieces of cheese next to the hole to bait them out so I could shoot them with my BB gun. I had quite a few notches cut into the wood of the shoulder stock.
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20161116_130748_ .jpg Kerry Wayne Burgess (me) circa or precisely July 13, 1984, US Navy, Orlando Florida
20161116_131220 .jpg, me, Kerry Burgess circa 1975, DeQueen trailer park, DeQueen, Arkansas
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From 4/21/1988 ( as me, Kerry Burgess, my official enlisted US Navy documents includes: Qualified M-14 Rifle, USS Wainwright CG-28, US Navy, primary-duty: CF-division, Missile Plot - guided-missiles Fire Control Computers Complex (UNIVAC digital-computers Mk152 Terrier System for, primarily, SM2-ER {Extended Range} Standard Missiles ordnance), while enlisted paygrade E-5, designated Fire Controlman Petty Officer Second Class (FC2) - presently deployed US Navy Middle East Force, Armed Forces Expeditionary Force ) To 9/10/2025 ( ) is 13656 days
13656 = 6828 + 6828
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/13/1984 ( premiere USA film "The Last Starfighter" ) is 6828 days
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- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 4:19 PM Pacific-timezone USA Sunday 09/21/2025
