Electrical Living (South of the Border)

A couple of months ago, I moved from San Diego, California to Tijuana. Mexico, directly across the border from San Diego—and I couldn’t be happier. Not only is my rent (on a 2-bedroom condo on the beach) about 1/3 of the cost it would be in San Diego, but I just like it here more, because I find the U.S. boring, sterile, puritanical, and cookie-cutter. Between the politically correct, secular-humanist Neo-Marxist liberal fascists, (epitomized by President Berserk Obozo and “it takes a village” Mrs. Bubba Clinton) on one side and the ultra-moralistic “the earth is 6,000 years old” Bible-banging neocon fascists (think Sarah Palin and Rick Santorum) on the other, living in the U.S. is like living between a rock and a hard place.

The U.S. is a good place to make money, but after you make it, it’s a good place to leave if you want to escape the Rat Race and the Insanity. I lived in the Philippines (the PI) for a year in (2010), and I loved it there, too. Like Mexico, The PI feels more human than the ultra-plastic U.S.

I wish I would have given up my U.S. citizenship many years ago, before I got ripped-off for a half-million big ones by the IRS (Infernal Rip-off Shit-fuckers), the non-Federal collection agency for the non-Federal “Federal” Reserve, a front for the private Banking Cartel, the biggest  counterfeiting operation in history. Unbeknownst to the brainwashed Matrix-bound masses, the U.S. was effectively privatized in 1913, sold to the central Banksters, who use the IRS as their collection agency. It’s no coincidence that my forthcoming novel, “Kill Jesus,” is about Jesus reincarnating and taking on the Federal Reserve, the vile New Age Money Lenders in the Temple.

Well, it’s about time for my daily siesta, so until next week, my amigos, adios.