'I can't take it anymore. Every morning, I sit at this keyboard and think this will be the day I rant about Israel's genocidal insanity and how George Bush splashes my hands with blood in furtherance of that derangement.
'Then I feel a flush as my blood pressure starts moving up. I take one of those little pink pills the doctor prescribed. I walk around, swearing. I sit down. I get up. I mutter and stare at the ceiling. I close my eyes tightly and try to push them back into my brain with my eyelids (old headache remedy).' (Rense article).
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