Worldwide as a Frankenstein slave, usually at night, you go to the nearby hospital or camouflaged miniature-hospital van trucks.
Once upon a time there was a lawyer. His name was Francis E. Dec. He was out of his mind. Mostly. So he massmailed his rants to all media and numerous other addresses he could find. Those letters are so obscure and such a chaotic construction site of word monsters that many people failed to see the satirical dimension these obstruse conspiracy theories possess. Quote from zer0: “If you distilled pure insanity into a 120% proof concoction, chances are you might end up with something only HALF as crazy as Francis E. Dec!”
But – thank God! – then came zer0, a graphic artist from Sweden who illustrated Dec’s raves. So, go visit zer0’s site to learn from Mr. Dec how the Worldwide Mad Deadly Gangster Computer God surgically alters your Frankenstein-enslaved body at night to further the Communist “Black Wave” of the future!
The Collected Rants of Francis E. Dec
(And if you think Mr. Dec is right: Don’t tell me!)
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