by me, Kerry Burgess, 10/05/2026 11:57 AM
By now - THANKS ONLY TO ME - BECAUSE ONLY OF ME - you dim-wits are now aware of a globally important issue
You are now aware - THANKS ONLY TO ME - BECAUSE ONLY OF ME - you dim-wits are aware there is team behind the scenes causing a stink of global consequences
A team that is obviously creating this pattern I recognize
So it should be obvious now that me making this note is completely pointless
BECAUSE you dim-wits could not care less and you really do not give a damn about anything other than your own pathetic self and your filthy, disease carrying animals spreading crap around anything they touch.
I make this note because it is baffling why that Stink Team out there continues to generate that pattern I discovered of my own volition.
Why do they *need* to continue with it?
What are they planning for the future that it helps them with?
I am not referencing here the full text. Follow the link if you want to read more from that mainstream-media article that thousands to perhaps millions of people around the world will read.
There are no cat videos in it. No ridiculous and very ugly people wasting the internet posting their nonsense onto data-center storage. Look in the mirror, moron: you're ugly! You make the world a worse place with everything you do!
excerpt
https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/supreme-court/new-supreme-court-term-begins-climate-change-case-seeking-hold-energy-rcna600247
NBC News
New Supreme Court term begins with justices stumped by climate change case
The justices heard arguments in a lawsuit brought by Boulder, Colorado, seeking to hold Exxon Mobil and Suncor Energy liable for the impacts of climate change.
Oct. 5, 2026, 2:00 AM PDT / Updated Oct. 5, 2026, 10:12 AM PDT
By Lawrence Hurley
The Boulder case was the first to be argued in the courtroom as the justices began a new nine-month term after a summer break. Other major cases already on the docket involve a challenge to bans on AR-15 semiautomatic rifles and two about the Trump administration’s hard-line immigration policies.
Rainbow Six (1998) - by Tom Clancy, author
excerpt, Chapter 17
"The Interleukin isn't doing anything," John Killgore said, looking away from the monitor. The screen of the electron microscope was clear. The Shiva strands were reproducing merrily away, devouring healthy tissue in the process.
"So?" Dr. Archer asked.
"So, that's the only treatment option I was worried about: -3a is an exciting new development, but Shiva just laughs at it and moves on. This is one scary little mother of a bug, Barb."
"And the subjects?"
"I was just in there. Pete's a goner, so are the rest. The Shiva's eating them up. They all have major internal bleeds, and nothing is stopping the tissue breakdown. I've tried everything in the book. These poor bastards wouldn't be getting better treatment at Hopkins, Harvard, or the Mayo Clinic, and they're all going to die. Now," he allowed, "there will be some whose immune systems can deal with it, but that's going to be pretty damned rare."
"How rare?" she asked the epidemiologist.
"Less than one in a thousand, probably, maybe one in ten thousand. Even the pneumonic variant of plague doesn't kill everybody," he reminded her. That was about the most lethal disease on the planet, and allowed only one in ten thousand to survive. Some people, she knew, had immune systems that killed everything that didn't belong. Those were the ones who lived to a hundred years of age or so. It had nothing to do with smoking, not smoking. having a drink in the morning, or any of the other rubbish they published in the papers as the secret of living forever. It was all in the genes. Some were better than others. It was that simple.
"Well, that's not really something to worry about, is it?"
"World population is between five and six billion now. That's a little more than five times ten to the ninth people, subtract four orders from that and you have something on the order of five times ten to the fifth survivors. Figure a few hundred thousand who might not like us very much."
"Spread all over the world," Barbara told him. "Not organized, needing leadership and scientific knowledge to help them survive. How will they even connect? The only eight hundred people surviving in New York? And what about the diseases that come with all those deaths? The best immune system in the world can't protect you against them."
Rainbow Six (1998) - by Tom Clancy, author
excerpt, Chapter 32
"What about the rest of the company?"
Brightling didn't like that question, didn't like the fact that more than half of the Horizon employees would be treated like the rest of humanity - left to die at best, or to be murdered by the "A" vaccine at worst. John Brightling, M.D., Ph.D., had some lingering morality, part of which was loyalty to the people who worked for him - which was why Dmitriy Popov was in Kansas with the "B" class antibodies in his system. So, even the Big Boss wasn't entirely comfortable with what he was doing, Henriksen saw. Well, that was conscience for you. Shakespeare had written about the phenomenon.
"That's already decided," Brightling said, after a second's discomfort. He'd be saving those who were part of the Project, and those whose scientific knowledge would be useful in the future. Accountants, lawyers, and secretaries, by and large, would not be saved. That he'd be saving about five thousand people-as many as the Kansas and Brazil facilities could hold-was quite a stretch, especially considering that only a small fraction of those people knew what the Project was all about. Had he been a Marxist, Brightling would have thought or even said aloud that the world needed an intellectual elite to make it into the New World, but he didn't really think in those terms. He truly did believe that he was saving the planet, and though the cost of doing so was murderously high, it was a goal worth pursuing, though part of him hoped that he'd be able to live through the transition period without taking his own life from the guilt factor that was sure to assault him.
It was easier for Henriksen. What people were doing to the world was a crime. Those who did it, supported it, or did nothing to stop it, were criminals. His job was to make them stop. It was the only way. And at the end of it the innocent would be safe, as would Nature. In any case, the men and the instruments of the Project were now in place. Wil Gearing was confident that he could accomplish his mission, so skillfully had Global Security insinuated itself into the security plan for the Sydney Olympics, with the help of Popov and his ginned-up operations in Europe. So, the Project would go forward, and that was that, and a year from now the planet would be transformed. Henriksen's only concern was how many people would survive the plague. The scientific members of the Project had discussed it to endless length. Most would die from starvation or other causes, and few would have the capacity to organize themselves enough to determine why the Project members had also survived and then take action against them. Most natural survivors would be invited into the protection of the elect, and the smart ones would accept that protection. The others-who cared? Henriksen had also set up the security systems at the Kansas facility. There were heavy weapons there, enough to handle rioting farmers with Shiva symptoms, he was sure.
The most likely result of the plague would be a rapid breakdown of society. Even the military would rapidly come apart, but the Kansas facility was a good distance from the nearest military base, and the soldiers based at Fort Riley would be sent to the cities first to maintain order until they, too, came down with symptoms. Then they'd be treated by the military doctors - for what little good it would do - and by the time unit cohesion broke down, it would be far too late for even the soldiers to take any organized action. So, it would be a twitchy time, but one that would pass rapidly, and so long as the Project people in Kansas kept quiet, they ought not to suffer organized attack. Hell, all they had to do was to let the world believe that people were dying there, too, maybe dig a few graves and toss bags into them for the cameras-better yet, burn them in the open-and they could frighten people away from another focal center of the plague. No. They'd considered this one for years. The Project would succeed. It had to. Who else would save the planet?
From 8/3/1998 ( "Rainbow Six" by Tom Clancy ) To 10/5/2026 ( Monday ) is 10290 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 1/4/1994 ( ) is 10290 days
excerpt
https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/supreme-court/new-supreme-court-term-begins-climate-change-case-seeking-hold-energy-rcna600247
NBC News
New Supreme Court term begins with justices stumped by climate change case
The justices heard arguments in a lawsuit brought by Boulder, Colorado, seeking to hold Exxon Mobil and Suncor Energy liable for the impacts of climate change.
Oct. 5, 2026, 2:00 AM PDT / Updated Oct. 5, 2026, 10:12 AM PDT
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King, author
excerpt, Chapter 26
“Ray? You there, Ray?” The voice was tired, nasal. “I listen to your program all the time, me and my husband both, and we just wanted to say keep up the good work and don’t let them bully you. Okay, Ray? Ray?… Ray?…”
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LANDON ZONE 2 NEW YORK
In Boulder, Colorado, a rumor that the U.S. Meteorological Air Testing Center was really a biological warfare installation began to spread. The rumor was repeated on the air by a semidelirious Denver FM disc jockey. By 11 P.M. on the night of June 26, a vast, lemminglike exodus from Boulder had begun. A company of soldiers was sent out from Denver-Arvada to stop them, but it was like sending a man with a whisk-broom to clean out the Augean stables. Better than eleven thousand civilians—sick, scared, and with no other thought but to put as many miles between themselves and the Air Testing Center as possible—rolled over them. Thousands of other Boulderites fled to other points of the compass.
At quarter past eleven a shattering explosion lit the night at the Air Testing Center’s location on Broadway. A young radical named Desmond Ramage had planted better than sixteen pounds of plastique, originally earmarked for various Midwestern courthouses and state legislatures, in the ATC lobby. The explosive was great; the timer was cruddy. Ramage was vaporized along with all sorts of harmless weather equipment and particle-for-particle pollution-measuring gadgets.
Meanwhile, the exodus from Boulder went on.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 12:22 PM Pacific-timezone USA Monday 10/05/2026
