Senior Extremists:

Senior Extremists: Beyond Senile and Sickening.

More about the Homosexual/Moderate Scandal, and attempted takeover of the Republican Party of Iowa.

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Watch who you call 'Senior' sonny -- it may be an 'Extremist', that has already voted to kill you! Starting with having you sodomized!

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They sit in groups, stroking each other’s egos and congratulating themselves. Cozy in their schemes and shared metaphors, nuances and sly meanings.

And, it usually is in fast food joints.

For those of you who are fortunate enough never to see Demo-Iowa, I will explain. There are two kinds of customary meeting places in Iowa's Generalized Society (or Social Landscape). Yes, there are many other kinds of meetings, but these two are the most prevalent.

The first is quite innocent and not deliberately political. In the wee early hours of the morning, all over the Real Iowa, the 'Good Old Boys' gather around tables at their local convenience stores, and shoot the 'Bull'.

I do not mean they post pictures of me on the walls, and pop away at them with their new handguns. That is for the second kind. The second kind being -- the Demented White Females (DWC) and Male Drones. They use spitwads.

Every weekday morning the 'Good Old Boys' gather at their 'Casual Get-Together Spot', and palaver about Life. It is a cementing and bonding process of the Human Males, which the creatures of the second kind of meeting would outlaw and make illegal, if they could.

These early morning get-togethers are literally one of the most Human aspects of Life, here in the Real Iowa. It is one of those things that keeps the Real Iowa, Human and Humane. Instead of a cold and dismal Agricultural Factory, as Iowa has often been described.

As I frequently drift through towns, in the Real Iowa, at early hours and stop to get supplies at local stores, I encounter many such meetings. All are happy and friendly, even in the worst of economies, and by the time they hear me say “Good Morning!” -- I have purchased my supplies and I am out the door.

It doesn’t take long to see that folks are happy.

It also doesn’t take long to see that scum, are scum. The second kind of meeting happens in Demo-Iowa, and is as cold as Permafrost, beneath outward exteriors of pretended contentment's with Evils satisfied. These meetings always happen in public places too. In fast food restaurants.

Don't ask me why.

Usually there are six to ten tables at a time, occupied with groups of blissful connivers and mutual-respecting haters (of the same things). All yakking away in subdued voices, like the walls have ears. They do not fear being overheard by the other groups around them, because there is a kind of mutual agreement to keep their noses and ears out of each other’s plannings and fantasies!

Nowhere else have I seen this kind of phenomenon. I have traveled extensively in 31 of our 50 states, Ontario and Quebec, and only Demo-Iowa has this weird spectacle.

Many rural states have the early morning 'Good Old Boy' get-togethers, including Southern Quebec, but the hate sessions happen in clubs and bars and political halls. Not at fast food restaurants on Saturday Evenings.

In Demo-Iowa these groups of older (and more sinister), BeanBrains gather on Saturday Evenings to smear their political enemies, talk trash about the Human Resisters that oppose their Political Gods (like ‘Il Duce Branstad‘) -- and snicker ideas of death and destruction at each other, to see how much blood and crap splatters in each other's BeanBrains!

It is a sight - to regret you ever saw!

It is one part Serious Snickers, one part Devilish Delusions, and one part Ain't We Neat? The Hot-Fudge Elite!

Sort of a City Administrator's answer, to overcrowding at the Local Lunatic Asylum. Almost a Community Service.

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Who do you think trains the Younger Extremists?! Demanding that they follow along the same twisted paths to ‘Control by Deception, Intimidation and Conversion.‘

Where do you think they gather, like pigs in their favorite sties, to share their latest perversions and rapes and successful lies?

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Last Saturday, I hit some of the more populated fast food joints, where I knew such groups of Older Extremists (more putrefied to the bone) would be conjugated. They were there, nodding their heads in unison like Goony Birds, and whispering their secret jargons and slogans. I went through five small strawberry shakes, one each in five separate places, tuning in on their low volume gurgles and giggles.

Sure enough, two out of every three groups were blabbing that ‘Il Duce Branstad’ will save them in various bizarre scenarios -- all about money. Mixed throughout are rasping derisions of Conservatives as eccentrics and misguided dreamers etc. And, they will get theirs in the “Ends!” -- giggle, chortle, chuckle, snarf!

To make it worse, there is always a copy of the Des Moines RearSniffers at the table. In a public place! Where food is served!

There they sit in tight clusters, almost nose to nose, knowing nothing and believing the itineraries told to them at their last brainsweeping meetings -- reading that deathrag the Des Moines RearSniffers -- smelling like recent feces (day by day, lie by lie) in a place where food is being eaten!

They clutch to the rag is though trying to squeeze every last whiff of stench from it, before tossing it away, looking satiated -- until tomorrow's Jones.

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These are not wheel-chair cases. They are not Elders who do not even remember where they are, or regular and Real Seniors. Oh No! There are usually some of the Real Seniors in each fast food place. They sit on the other side where the wider tables are, and bring their grandchildren with them. The Real Seniors look and act like Angels by comparison.

But, the Extremist Seniors ignore them totally, deeply absorbed in their scheming and defaming conversations. They are aggressive and dangerous Voter/Followers that think they are the Hip Senior Activists! The ones that Always add their political rhetoric to Every conversation, Everywhere people are unfortunate enough to be near them. Their pure joy is to get together in a fast food restaurant in Demo-Iowa, on a Saturday Evening, and connive and plan and dream of power. Their power. It is never power for the People. It is never for the Will of the People. It is always for them. Them.

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All of them are so patterned to vote for extreme cowardice, and so computer illiterate that they do not even know what kinds of Jackals and Hyenas use the Des Moines RearSniffers as a message board, for horrible and hideous SQLD lies and propaganda.

All they know is:

1. It was a newspaper (30 years ago).

2. It is supposed to tell the Truth (decades ago).

3. It has pretty pictures.

4. It tells them they are smart and wonderful -- IF they vote for RearSniffing Candidates, and buy from RearSniffing Advertisers.

5. That last part in #4 is too obvious for their over-programmed brains to know.

Basically, they are wrecks looking for a place to happen. With Saturday Evenings off for bad behavior.

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Listening to them is a Twilight Zone experience. It is literally like listening to Hogs in the Containment Building, reading to each other the latest trip itinerary, for the Journey to the Slaughterhouse. Indulging their social sensibilities with such comments as:

"Oh, how nice. Air conditioned trailers!"

"Look! The latest in air-ride suspension!"

"Oh, how sweet! Our very own reception committees at our convenience destinations!"

"Now, that's service! Our very own Electrodes, when we get there! I think I'll have mine Monogrammed!"

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Yes, they yak like Idiots on their way to Insane Asylums. They could not care less about the SQLD plans for the impending Second Horrid Zone. Secretly, they know they are TOO OLD to have BODIES that will interest the SQLD sodomists and atheists.

So, why should they care what perverted rapes and horrible sodomies happen to the rest of YOU?

Also, ‘Il Duce‘, who needs fanatical support, will never tell them about the money deals it makes with the Satanic and 'Queer' Lying-Dead, anyway.

To get to the point: How stupid and cowardly are they?
Answer: They do not even care that their own grandchildren will be raped and turned into sodomy dummies for the SQLD!

By now ‘IL Duce’ has promised, it will not be their grandchildren, who will pay the price of Horrid Control over Demo-Iowa. But, I doubt if it would matter anyway, when the cowardice kicks in. Quite apparently, cowardice of their kind is a most mortifying and driving force. Sending them into berserk and idiotic obedience to whomever controls the cause of their fright.

Theirs is a cowardice and disregard for Humanity which they try to cloak behind any disguise, saying, or slogan that is offered to them. In this case it is the topic and excuse of the Financial Pit, which the Democrat/Homosexuals have dug in Demo-Iowa.

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To all of you in Demo-Iowa, who are younger and wiser and more Human than they are (who isn't?) -- keep an eye on those senile and sick Extremists at your local fast food shop. They vote for your death. Death by sodomy and insanity! And, they do not care! They believe what lies they are told to believe. Believe, and they will prosper!

All of you who are in eminent danger from the SQLD had better get this message! The vermin of the Political Establishments pander to creeps and Extremist Seniors that have nothing to fear from the sodomite attacks of the Horrids -- to get votes to get elected -- to let in more sodomites to queer You, and Your children, and Your grandchildren!

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Question: In a War to prevent our own extinction, why would we give Any respect to Any creature that acts in Any way against our Species and our Survival?
Answer: We do not, because we must not.

Those senile and sick Senior Extremists will throw us all under the bus, just so they can sit at their favorite planning shack on Saturday Evenings, and snicker and snivel like pigs in a huddle. Then, suddenly sit straight up, and eat their cheeseburgers with an air of grandeur and conquest. Then snort gleefully, and dive back down into their huddles and carry on like nothing is wrong, and nothing awful has happened. Having voted for Your destruction. And, their gains.

While everyone else is tasting tire rubber mixed with asphalt!

Do they care about Your plight, and Your terror?

Hell No!

All is wonderful that goes according to the plans, for themselves. Just as long as You are not thrown under their bus in front of their favorite fast food windows. That might upset their delicate appetites, and polite mutual adorations, nose to nose. In which, I am certain there is always one old crony that laughs and says -- "Is He dead yet? Ha Ha."

They have always wanted me, and all of Humanity, as dead as Road Kill anyway. If it was me out there, under the wheels in front of their window -- I dare say they might even miss a chew or two, and cheer!

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I am so unimpressed by any Extremist. Most of all ‘Senior Extremists’. I know so much about them, they might as well be wearing transparent heads. Of course they are computer illiterate, and can only learn of what I know about them, from their computer literate grandchildren. Who are ultimately expendable, if the danger is too great. For the sake of their comfy dinner chats about non-existent fantasy politicians. Convenient fantasies, for the real political monsters that weave such fantasies, about themselves.

So ... they won't listen anyway.

Unless the SQLD make a mistake, and sodomy rape one of their grandchildren in front of them. Even then, I do not think they will care.

After all -- They Got's ‘Il Duce Branstad‘!

They Got's ‘HObama‘!

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You might want to start to realize that I don't give a damn who or what it is! If it votes against the Human Species -- it is death to me! Extreme, programmed death!

Nothing is Sacred!
Nothing is Sanctimonious!
Nothing is Respectable!
Nothing is Respected!

If it opposes the Human Species!

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Seniors? Seniors of What? Senior Liars? Senior Murderers? Those things are NOT ‘Seniors’ in any Human Respect!

They are Liars and Death to our Species!

They are just Genociders!

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To the pundits and propagandists I say -- “Yak it up you slobs!”

I mean every word of this!

No Respect for Genociders!

No Respect for Genocide!

Certainly, not for any Extremist of any age!

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Once again -- the five Irreversible Constants that the fast food junk-talkers are so keen to avoid knowing.

No One Is Born Queer
If You Are Democrat, You Are Homosexual.
If You Help The SQLD -- You Are The SQLD.
If There Is No Marriage Amendment -- There Is No State of Iowa.
Wherever There Stands A Real Iowa Human, There Is The Real Iowa.

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Now, just because I am trying to help you younger folks, don’t you dare call ME a ‘Senior Extremist’! I CARE that you are going to be sodomy raped for the Republican Establishment! I do NOT want that to happen to you!

And, don’t let any Republican Establishment Seniors get near me. They will only get spit from me!

When you young ones get to be my age, I expect you to have the Human Brains left, to know what to spit on. Like I do.

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You know what is really revealing about this pathetic fast food display, every Saturday Evening?

You remember I said every two out of three tables have Republican Establishment Extremists at them?

Every third table is loaded with Homosexual/Democrat Senior Extremists! The Democrat/Homosexuals have more Tim Gill money, so some of them can afford better restaurants.

And, all groups at all tables are saying the very same garbage, verbatim! The only thing that changes is the two names, (‘Il Duce Branstad’) and (‘Quiver the Lilly-Liver’).

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Meanwhile, to fuel more such morbid and grotesque fast food disgusts -- the Masters are showing them so-called documentaries on their public SQLD channels.

Documentaries that pretend to explain how the First Civil War was started. It gets more and more obvious, with the move of the Homosexual/Moderates against the Conservative Republicans of Iowa, that the Masters want a Civil War. Their intention being to get their Voter/Followers psyched up, between cheeseburgers, to freak out and get violent when the orders come down that a Civil War must be started! To prevent a Civil War of course!

This is far from surprising. That tactic and subterfuge is implied and prepared for, per their ACLU Manual for the Homosexual Takeover of Governments.

Did you read that?

Did the Republican Establishment show it to you?

I sent an email to every Republican in any office in Iowa, years ago, telling them all about that Manual; giving them the website address, and telling them of the dangers it would cause.

Obviously, the Republican Establishment did not appreciate my revealing such plans. Why?

I’ll bet you have never seen that Manual. And, some of you still think the creatures of the Republican Establishment are your friends and benefactors?

If they would not fight the ACLU and the Homosexual Agenda years ago, before it became this bad here in this State; what makes anyone think they will allow the People of Iowa to vote on a Marriage Amendment now?

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For those who are sick of all of the Extremists and Radical Agendas, I sympathize. Listen to me though. This is a War like all others, in one regard. This is a War to put down Extremists like ‘HObama the Magnificent Pervert‘, and ‘Il Duce Branstad‘! Once put down, Life returns and Peace reigns.

Until, decades later, a new pack of Extremists raise their ugly stink.

Folks, you only defeat Extremists and Fascists (and keep them beaten) with Courage and Constants!

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A Final Thought.

What Puppet Is Worse?

A Cowardly Puppet that follows the orders of its Masters, lies to the People, has a penchant for awkwardness, but does not want Homosexual Domination of Iowa? Who is shackled to a House and Senate, that is controlled by Conservative Republicans. (Quiver)

Or, an Arrogant Puppet and Traitor to its own People? That is already half-perverted with bogus ideas of ‘Civil Unions’, and is also pandering to the same Masters! That despises a House and Senate, that is controlled by Conservative Republicans? (‘Il Duce’)

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It is all History.

I am writing it.

So ... they cannot destroy it.

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Markel Peters