January 15, 2026 at 09:18:22 hours. This was the exact timing of the incredible event as captured by one of my surveillance cameras. An event in which there occurred a feat of mental activity that would surpass anything possible from any TV Watcher and many County Supervisors.
And it was like this ... in my back yard there is a tree by the garage, the only one by the garage. It is just one tree out of thousands here in Eagle Grove. Hanging from a branch of that tree were two birdhouses full of bird seed mix (with peanuts) that squirrels dearly love. The regular routine with those birdhouses was that the squirrels would climb down the ropes (that hold them in the air) and dig into the seed troughs, thus dispersing the seeds for everyone in the neighborhood; which includes Blue Jays, Cardinals, Robins, Finches, Doves, Woodpeckers, Chickadees etc.
This keeps the bird seed flowing and more available to all of my back yard denizens; so the squirrels are actually doing me a favor in this way; and I fully intend to keep the bird seed in supply. Bird seed is a solid seller at the hardware store in Webster City, so the supply will never run out unless someone kills off South Dakota and North Dakota, which are where most of the bird seed really comes from.
[[I know this because during my fourteen years driving a big truck I often went to unheard-of towns in North and South Dakota to pick up twenty tons of bird seed bags (per load); already finalized and labeled.
No, the town citizens were NOT lined up on the only town street holding forty pound bags of bird seed and waiting for my arrival.
Instead, each little town had a bird seed factory, about 500,000 square feet or 11 acres in size.]]
Well, it was like this.
For about six generations (I have been counting) My Sciurids have been living in harmony with myself here at the 'House That Justice Wrought' in Eagle Grove, Iowa.
[[Sciurids (sci-ur-ids) are of the Tribe Sciurini (sci-urin-eye), and I strongly suspect that my Sciurids are of the Tamiasciurus variety (hoarder squirrels); because they are constant hoarders and they are reddish, usually.]]
I have had the birdhouses hanging from that tree for many years and the previous generations of Tamiasciurus (tamia - scii -- urus) have either ignored the bird houses or climbed down the ropes and attacked the seeds as planned; which spreads the seeds and peanuts as I wished.
Not so this generation. This generation of Tamiascriurus is more reddish than previous generations (same lineage) and more aggressive. Two of the males have been determined to loot the birdhouses wholesale for weeks now. I keep the birdhouses stocked with seeds and peanuts and this winter there have been weeks of no snow and clement weather (between blizzards); so all of the squirrels are out in the yards and all over the block at such times; and I can see that there are seven of them, the usual maximum.
Doubtless, their family was here before me, but I remember that there were only two on this block when I got here. Each block in this neighborhood had two to three squirrels that roamed all of the trees on that block. Today, I have seven squirrels on my double lot alone, and there are dozens of them in this neighborhood; when they are out and about that is. My squirrels are free-rangers and incredible acrobats in the trees, often leaping twenty feet or more from tree to tree; which seems to be the norm for them. They never applaud each others activities, they always envy and ridicule each other for feats of incredible daring-do.
However, on January 15, 2026 they worked together to achieve something that no TV Watcher and many County Supervisors could never dream of doing. Two of the males had been climbing down the ropes and digging into the seed troughs as I planned, but that was not enough for them. They wanted it all.
Then, at 09:18:22 hours of January 15, 2026 it happened. In a brilliant example of Squirrel Intelligence they cut down both bird houses from the tree in a matter of minutes. I have examined the video recordings and it is very obvious.
It began as usual. One male would climb down a rope and attack one birdhouse. Swinging in midair, he would dig into the seeds and peanuts and throw them around the yard below, where five more squirrels and some birds were always waiting. However, this time the other male was sitting on the branch just above him, right over the spot where the rope goes around the branch. I watched the video carefully and it shows that this male was originally in another branch watching his brother climb down the rope and attack the birdhouse. Then, he scampered over to this branch and sat right on top of the rope where it goes around the branch and down to the birdhouse.
Then he froze.
He sat frozen in thought for six minutes.
Then, he immediately shifted his position and hung by his tail from the branch. He attacked the rope, not the birdhouse. In mere seconds he chewed through the rope, and birdhouse and brother went crashing to the ground. Then, he immediately went to the rope of the other birdhouse and chewed through that one. That birdhouse went crashing to the ground. Then he sat for a while and contemplated what it all meant.
Zounds!!!!
Thinking, insights, dynamic planning, intuitive learning, contemplation, reasoning!
All of those things are forever beyond the tiny and microscopic abilities of TV Watchers and most County Supervisors; that are so Stuuupid that they do not understand that all they have to do is to say “NOOO!!!!” to the jackals of the ButtUgly Windmill Imperials; that are squirming and whining and cajoling and threatening them about any resistance that they may have to killing their own counties with hoards of ButtUgly Windmills.
That one Tamiascriurus in my backyard is smarter than any and all TV Watchers and many County Supervisors here in Iowa; that are so Stuuupid that they cannot make the simple response of “NOOO!!!!” to the vermin liars that shill for, and lie for, and connive for, and threaten for the God-awful Billionaire Faggots that control the ButtUgly Windmill Imperium.
Try it yourself.
Pucker up your lips and say -- “NOOO!!!!”
Louder.
Now with force and courage.
“NOOO!!!!”
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And what about the dismal and horrible existence of the TV Watchers?
Is there any hope for such things?
Answer: I hope not. I have seen what happens when a TV Watcher starts to realize (very dimly) that there is such a thing as 'Life', and it starts to realize that it does not have to worship the TV Turd Terrorists and the Dogshit Empire of the Deviates -- and -- it starts to have a working brain (very small) ...
however, it is still halfway addicted to the TV Turd Terrorists ...
so it drools at the mouth and stares at the Real World with half-dead eyes and blabbers crappy things like “If the TV celebrities could only see this!” “They would be surprised!”
'Surprised'?
Where did it get a two syllable word from?
Oh My God -- the sight of those half-dead pubescent half-worm half-person things is AWFUL!!!!
I cannot look at the things.
So, I will say the following for any Human that wants to free some TV Watcher from the horrors of watching the TV Turd Terrorists. With the warning that they will be seeing monstrous sights of a half-dead thing that is trying (weakly) to become some Thing Humanoid for the first time in its miserable existence.
First -- Squirrel Simple -- CUT THE CORD!!!!
Either unplug the power cord, if you intend to use the monitor for something else later; or unplug it and cut it in half. Throw away the half with the plug.
DONE.
SIMPLE.
Now watch the TV Watcher freak and shriek and squirm and gyrate and slither on the floor and foam at the mouth -- from ADDICTION.
If you can stand the sight of such horrors, caused entirely by the Games of Politics and Deviates, then you will have to try to create many and many more working neurons in the tiny brain of that freaking TV Watcher, after so many years of dementia from watching TV.
[[ALSO -- before you get started with this -- check to see if the thing has 'Queerapsy'. Queerapsy is the Permanent Brain-Rot that always occurs inside the skulls of TV Watching shitheads that are supposed to repeat the weekly lies from the Deviates, time after time after time, month after month after month, until they are dead between their ears with rotting (tiny) brains; and can only watch dogshit lies from Warner Buggers and Queer Disney, and worship the TV Turd Terrorists of the Queer Medias. If it has Queerapsy, throw it back to the gutters and ghettos of TV Watching.]]
If you insist, you can keep the monitor and the power cord (unplugged) for later use with a computer -- if it has an HDMI Input. But, you are still faced with the problem of where to find brain neurons for the former TV Watcher. You cannot seriously suggest that you are willing to electrocute the thing for years to stimulate growth of new brain cells -- somewhat crisp?
John Candy
[[Warning -- you will have to keep the Thugs and Zombies of the DemoHells from trying to kidnap it every November for voting purposes.]]
Just how many new brain cells do you think will be needed, before it can say its own name without pissing on its feet? Look at this simple comparison of the numerical requirement of brain cells (neurons) for certain functions, or the lack thereof.
Human Brain Has 86,000,000,000
Ability To Recognize Queershit -- 5,000,000
Ability To Drool A One Syllable Language -- 4,000,000
Ability To Drive Automobile -- 3,000,000
Ability To Give Obedience To Scam Intelligence (AI) -- 2,000,000
Ability To Tie Shoe Laces -- 1,000,000
Capacity Of Fruit Fly -- 100,000
Ability To Perform Indoors Toilet Functions -- 75,000
Ability To Watch TV -- 50,000
Ability To Vote -- 0
Let us assume, for arguments sake, that you can zap its brain enough times to generate 1,000,000,000 working neurons. What will it do with things that it has never had before?
If, by some miracle, you can grow a partially functional Thing Humanoid that knows it should crap on anything from Warner Buggers on sight, how will you keep it from any further damage by Watching TV?
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Let us look at the neuron numbers again. What I want is a comparison between Squirrel Intelligence and Fake Intelligence, using the numbers of working neurons as the basis for the examination.
I will keep this very basic, a 'No-Brainer'. We will use females for the comparison. The following numbers are from Internet sources that are NOT the awful Disgustipedia Outlet for Queer Propaganda. (wikipedia)
The average brain weight of a female Human is 1276-1326 grams. Some sites suggest a range of 1150-1380. For our study we will use the 1326 gram measurement. (46.77 ounces)
The average brain weight for a female Tamiasciurus is about seven grams. (7)
Keeping this simple, the average weight of the female Tamiasciurus brain is 0.00527 that of the average weight of our female Human's brain. (7 / 1326 = 0.00527)
A study has been done to compare the brain compaction (density) of Human neurons to that of Squirrel neurons. IF -- both had 1500 gram brains -- THEN -- the Human would have 86,000,000,000 (billion) neurons; and the Squirrel would have 12,000,000,000 (billion) neurons. Therefore the packing density of Squirrel neurons is .13953 that of Humans. Get it? (12,000,000,000 / 86,000,000,000 = .13953)
IF -- a 1500 gram Human brain has 86,000,000,000 working neurons inside ...
THEN -- our 1326 gram average female Human brain will have 76,024,000,000 working neurons inside.
(1326 / 1500 = .884) and (.884 x 86,000,000,000 = 76,024,000,000)
IF -- the average weight of the female Tamiasciurus brain is 0.00527 that of the average weight of the female Human brain ...
and the female Human brain has 76,024,000,000 working neurons inside ...
THEN -- the female Tamiasciurus brain would have 400,646,480 working neurons inside ...
IF -- the packing density was the same.
But it is NOT. Instead, the packing density of the Tamiasciurus is (.13953) that of the Human.
So ... 400,646,480 x .13953 = 55,902,203.3544 working neurons.
This gives us our scale. Where do the following things from Hell sit on a scale compared to that of an average female Tamiasciurus with 55,902,203 working neurons in her skull?
Example Female Human Brain Has 76,024,000,000 (billion)
Average Female Tamiasciurus Has 55,902,203 (million)
Ability To Say “NOOO!!!!” -- 5,500,000
Ability To Recognize Queershit -- 5,000,000
Ability To Be Greedy County Coyote -- 4,500,000
Ability To Drool A One Syllable Language -- 4,000,000
Ability To Drive Automobile -- 3,000,000
Ability To Give Obedience To Scam Intelligence (AI) -- 2,000,000
Ability To Tie Shoe Laces -- 1,000,000
Capacity Of Fruit Fly -- 100,000
Ability To Perform Indoors Toilet Functions -- 75,000
Ability To Watch TV -- 50,000
Decline Due To Queerapsy (tv brain rot) -- 50,000 down to zero
Ability To Vote -- 0
For your educational edification I have put together a small collage of twenty pictures showing Squirrels that can say “NOOO!” to ButtUgly Windmills.
I CAN SAY “NOOO!”
All of these free images came from pixabay.com
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While you are pondering the realities of this demented society of third and fourth generation deranged liars, I have prepared a simple podcast for your information. This is very basic, and about living life outside of the hideous Society of Liars.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1INjSCr5mhWlThCdC_WCdAy0n7mmhD-2x/view?usp=sharing
Podcast about Sensibilities
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AND!
I have been making more illustrations. I have one here which I call 'Human Resistance Intelligence'. I hope you like it.
Human Resistance Intelligence
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Markel Peters
https://voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com/
https://voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com/
