hehe - thanks. - I know I get wound up about all this, but you know. I had some pretty bad stuff happen in my past, and it stayed with me. I saw it happening everywhere, and I was telling people about this pedo stuff before pizzagate even broke... at least a few years ago, - in my mind I think started with Micheal Jackson on TV, and how the cops found all this child porn in secret rooms at his house. I didn't wanna believe it, because I admired the guy, and I often wondered what made him so fringe and unstable, - so I got more sensitive to it, and started remembering stories that would slip through the MSM filter. Started looking at Saville, and Corey Haim, and then Dennis Hassert. When that fucker got popped, I knew it. The whole fucking government was in on it; it was palpable. ...and I was posting posts on Facebook and people just ... I was getting criticized, and labeled, dismissed, etc. - and I just kept tumbling down this rabbit hole. But you know it's getting brighter and the rats and snakes and cockroaches are starting to scurry and I'm loving every minute of it. Every time one of these stories comes out it's like the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I feel myself start to boil. It's a gut reaction. I was lucky enough when I was a kid that good people stepped in and helped me out, and my story isn't even that horrific compared to some of the shit I've now read. - Nobody wants to believe this shit is real. Their minds just can't, they've still got these idilic goals and life paths they're walking, and they wanna keep those blinders on cause they think if they just keep trotting down this road everything will be alright. - ...It's terrifying to sit down and really ask yourself.... ?? Am I insane? - Like, - does no one else see what I am seeing? - I'm both energized and enraged by all this stuff the more I learn. - I feel like running around the streets banging pots and pans together sometimes. WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!! hah - instead channel my rage into my cheerlurker role here. Be well!