Hey Charles...

I had to do some digital back-flips to get the pornography screenshots posted without someone looking for a stray clitoris to blame. 

The post isn't finished yet. There's no rush.

Anons Break The Internet - Hunters Become The Hunted

Nypost Com 2020-10-14 Email Reveals How Hunter Biden Introduced Ukrainian Biz Man to Dad by Charles Edward Frith on Scribd

If you're still wrestling with how the Q information tipped us off on so many intel leads, including the forecasted death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg back in February 2018, you're gonna struggle with the avalanche that is coming.

When we first read Hunters become the Hunted on the Chans in July last year, we naturally thought it applied to all the deep state scum, but in fact this was largely aimed at Hunter Biden.

The most censored story on Twitter and Facebook right now (and possibly ever), is the New York Post article which describes Hunter Biden's broken laptop that he left with a repair shop, and never bothered to pick up. I've linked to it, but also embedded a pdf above as this kind of info has often been scrubbed in the past.

The emails on Hunter's laptop incriminate him and his father, Democratic presidential hopeful and former VP to Hussein, in a real RUSSIA RUSSIA RUSSIA, collusion story, that the left/pseudo-liberals/corporate media/academia and Hollyweird will again ignore, as it's their guy, and not "Orange Man Bad" who is in the shit.

One of the pictures on the laptop is of Hunter Biden asleep in his bed with a meth pipe. I've used an illustration above as let's face it (oxymoron), nobody goes to sleep with a meth pipe in their mouth, and so it was probably put there by the sex workers he hired.

The problem with the Hunter Biden story to the electronically entrained left, is that it's just run of the mill corruption, and so the social media giants are now censoring the hell out of it, leaving the left, once again, ignorant on the most vital information.

If the laptop had underage porn/minors on it instead, then it would almost certainly earn a Special on Netflix and trend at #1 under a name like Cuties with a 12 year old girl taking a selfie of her vagina.

I just checked Blogger's terms and conditions and the Netflix video clip I was about to embed is unacceptable so here's another link if you're missing the point.

Hmmm, Twitter has gone down as I wrote this post. I wonder what's been dropping as I typed?

Update: We broke the internet. 😂

2nd Update: One of the most insightful Q researchers JoeM has outlined in simple language what is most probably going on. Start at the bottom of the images and work your way up if you want to process it in chronological order.

Jon Bercow, Keith Vaz & Frith Manor

I was shooting my mouth off earlier on Facebook-em-Danno, about John Bercow the corrupt former speaker of the house of commons. 

If he was a Christian or a Muslim I would publish the BREXIT plotting that all sides of the most divisive issue to tear the British people apart should demand to know, but there are limits to free speech. 

This doesn't mean, JB wasn't one of the most learned speakers in modern times. He knew his subject better than his adversaries and delivered it in that dazzling upper-class, Pompous-English cadence that wannabes like myself wouldn't mind being capable of, but I didn't attend a top school like Frith Manor in Woodside Park as John Simon Bercow did.

Now the thing about JB is that his BFF was Keith Vaz MP, so I searched my blog archives to see if I could illuminate the depths of whatever made both of these men completely untouchable by the most powerful levers of statecraft.

Just imagine my pearl-clutching and heart palpitations as I discovered that manipulation of my esteemed and generally ignored work had taken place? My blog post about Vaz had been kneecapped. 

I nearly fainted for an encore.... many of the cast spontaneously broke into tears and the audience looked like they collectively stood up to applause, as the curtain was drawn, but as we can't see a thing with the spotlights turned on us, it's about the feelz not audiencide™ eye-contact in the business.

Anyway, Vaz, or maybe even his mates 503'd the last of three posts about Keef On The Goa Vaz. Not because I called him oily in the headline... that's still there. 

The content is gone. 

I was itching to find out how I had triggered things, so I hit on an idea, and for the first time ever, I searched the waybackmachine to see what the archives said, as top journos in the United States had confidently informed me that all claims of meddling could be settled in this manner.

Hah, the good old days eh.

Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end.

Security Violations

Not sure what's going on but all of my digital life has been monitored for years since I started to publish controversial information. 

In the old days unauthorised persons would go into my gmail account and change the layout and background colour in settings as a kind of calling card to let me know.

I'm not particularly worried about these latest warnings, but if you see anything that doesn't make sense, please let me know. My mobile number is +44 7466 705 882

Thank you.

Dave Trott's Blog

Dave Trott was, is and always will be an advertising legend. His Blog is spilling  grade A advertising experience onto internet screens around the world for free and not only that, unlike when I was getting into the advertising business, you can engage in dialogue with him if your comments are in shape. 

If you're not sucking on his RSS feed yet, you should be. It's not too late either to go through the archives without sacrificing a whole weekend. It's worth it.

Doonesbury

Via Stan

Digital Backflips

NFGman

Well most of you know that I'm heading to the Wild East again and before I go I want to thank y'all. I've truly never met a more interesting and friendly bunch of people than in London this time round. It's been my fourth stay in our shining example of a multi-ethnic and cohesive metropolis that I love so much. I'll also miss the insanely rich architecture, chunky history, spectacular food, argy bargy pubs and most of all, you lot.

Sadly for me, but brilliant for you (hurrah), there will be internet restrictions for me in the future and this will probably mean less activty in doing what I love more than posting here, which is leaving comments on your blogs. It will also mean that this gaff will have less frequent posting and probably slow as hell comment moderation so I ask that you all kindly bear with me on being slow to respond or reciprocate in any digital way please? I'd really appreciate that and while Cocomment isn't as good as it used to be it's still the best at keeping an eye on incoming or outgoing comment activity.

But this is important to me because a blog is for life and not just for Christmas..... (chuckles)

OK I'm laying it on a bit but I'm quite fond of a little melodrama and it doesn't really work in Asia so cut me some slack this once. I'll be travelling quite lot, and able to post freely in the countries that aren't afraid of Blogger, Typepad and Wikipedia to name a few.

I also wouldn't be too harsh on countries that are still growing into the 21st century. You know, if we think about say the Balkans conflict, and multiply that by thousands, you get the big picture why a country cannot always give its people the full freedoms that we are so lucky to enjoy here in the West without it turning into a freaking mess. If indeed that liberty applies to the United States anymore, where as far as I can see even my educated and progressive American friends daren't say anything in the digital domain against the current regime in power. You know, stuff like invading another country for oil, lying about the motives for it, and all executed after one of the most questionable election victories in U.S. political history which we all forgot about because of that convenient terror terror terror terror terror (are you bored yet?) terrorist act. I say convenient because its not like the agenda was kept a secret or anything, by the well known names who signed the bottom of this declaration in 1997.

Anyway, many of you know that I have a deep affection for the United States. I grew up under its benevelont, generous and protectful arm during the Wirtschaftwunder of post war Germany. So its not through bitterness but sadness that I'm stirred up a bit like this. Particularly when the finger pointing begins about who fights hardest to secure the freedom which only ever really resides in our minds. Or as Ben Franklin put it best 'Anyone that is willing to sacrifice freedom for safety, deserves neither".

But getting back on track, the reason for this post is that its my first test post via email (and thus mobile phone...Kaching!). If you can can all bear with me while I go through lots of experimentation and make plenty of mistakes I expect to see Punk Planning looking a bit shabbier regarding formating or even just making much sense, while I play with the settings so that I can continue to break censorship rules. Because y'all know I'm fond of breaking rules right?

(sent via email with my standard signature below)

"The east shall shake the west awake
And ye shall have night for morn"

- James Joyce / "Finnegan's Wake"

America is not at war, the Marine Corp is at war. America is at the Mall

God is not a woman

I always thought that God is surely a woman but I've been proved wrong. He's live and unleashed, and more importantly he's blogging in his capacity as universal CEO and tackling big issues such as "Jerusalem is a problem worth talking about". Here's what he has to say in his introduction:

With 22 operational subsidiaries employing the services of over 11800 Million members of staff, most of whom spend a lot of time trying to kill each other, it’s easy to loose touch with the needs, fears and desires of 6.6 billion potential customers.

The purpose and mission of this personal blog is to offer both staff and customers a behind the scenes, no hold barred look at the way I, the Lord God Almighty, go about daily business; offering more transparency, more accountability and more visibility to my mysterious ways and explore some of the challenges facing a modern day deity.

Hell, it isn’t easy being God. Benchmark me.

Check him out over here