Renfield’s Comment On The U.S. Downing of A Communist Chinese S₱y Balloon
The Lounge Singer
Cantolina Aguirre the lounge singer
It was May 1949.
And Carson Cody Albion was sitting in a high class cocktail lounge in Los Angeles.
The name of the lounge was The Purple Canary.
Albion wasn’t sure whether there was such a thing as a purple canary.
He thought most canaries were yellow.
But then again up until 1697, most Europeans thought all swans were white.
Then came 1697.
And Dutch explorer Willem de Vlamingh discovered black swans in Australia.
So maybe there are purple canaries.
Perhaps someday one will be found on the moon.
What made him think of the moon just now?
His eyes and ears returned to the singer and the song.
Cantolina Aguirre was singing the song Blue Moon.
When the song was over, Cantolina Aguirre came and sat at Albion’s table.
“Nice of you to sit here,” Albion smiled.
“I’m your contact,” Cantolina explained.
“Contact?” Albion looked puzzled.
“Didn’t Soong Mei-ling hire you to escort weapons from the Aladdin Tea Company Warehouse to the ship Blue Tiger down at the docks?” Cantolina inquired.
Soong Mei-ling was Madame Chiang Kai-shek the First Lady of the Republic of China.
She was the wife of Generalissimo Chiang Kai-shek the President of China.
The Kuomintang Chinese Nationalist government was currently in trouble and there was the possibility that China could fall to Mao Tse-tung’s Communists.
Concerned people across the U.S. were sending arms to Chiang’s government worried that the U.S. government wasn’t doing enough.
“She did,” Carson nodded, “but I was expecting my contact to be Chinese.”
“I was born in Shanghai,” Cantolina answered, “My father worked at the Spanish Consulate in the city.”
“Wow, don’t I have egg on my face,” Albion remarked after a waiter accidentally spilled Egg Foo Yung all over him.
Cantolina gave him the passwords he was to use at both the warehouse and the loading docks for the ship Blue Tiger.
Albion stood up to go on his mission.
“I’ll be working here until 2 AM, ” she said as she got up to return to the stage.
“Do you ever make love to any of your contacts?” Albion asked before leaving.
Cantolina grabbed a napkin and wrote on it with her red lipstick.
She then folded the napkin.
“Here’s the answer,” she said as she handed him the folded napkin, “Don’t open it until you walk through that door again.”
Later after Albion had completed the mission, he returned to The Purple Canary and walked through the door.
He opened and unfolded the napkin to read her red lipstick answer to his question.
ONCE IN A BLUE MOON.
Cantolina noticed his entrance and his unfolding of the napkin.
She immediately began singing the song Blue Moon.
-A Carson Cody Albion Short Story
Written by Christopher
Monday May 2nd 2022.
Carson Cody Albion and The Deadliest of Spies
Carson Cody Albion Private Eye had been asked to trail and follow a female Russian spy- an assignment he was very much enjoying
It was the spring of 1957.
And Carson Cody Albion Private Eye was walking the sidewalks of Los Angeles.
He had been hired to tail a female Russian spy.
It was a tail he was very much enjoying.
Suddenly Albion was accosted by a store detective who had noticed that the private eye was following the woman.
“What are you?” The store detective got up close into Albion’s face, “Some sort of pervert?”.
“No, I’m not a Hollywood producer,” Albion decked the man with his fists and knocked him out cold.
He had lost track of the woman.
A gentle breeze at that moment carried with it a whiff of the woman’s sensuous perfume.
Albion was back on track.
The woman entered an apartment building.
Albion recognized the building.
Janos Korda a Hungarian physicist who had fled his homeland after the failed 1956 uprising against Communist rule the year before lived there.
Korda had found a job working at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena.
One of the founders of the Jet Propulsion Laboratory was rocket engineer Jack Parsons.
Jack Parsons had been back in the 1940s a disciple of English occultist Aleister Crowley.
In early 1946 Parsons and science-fiction writer L. Ron Hubbard who was also a disciple of Crowley (Hubbard would later go on to found the Church of Scientology) worked on a series of magic rituals that they called the Babalon Working.
The rituals invoked the spirit of the Whore of Babylon.
Also called Babalon.
Crowley and the two men claimed they succeeded.
Parsons was killed in a home laboratory explosion in 1952.
Although police felt that the 37-year-old Parsons’ death was an accident, other associates suspected it was suicide or murder.
When Korda had arrived to work at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory, the fluent English language speaker Korda had been given a notebook of Parsons to read and analyze.
The notes consisted of Thelemite meditation techniques (Thelema had been the name of the religion founded by Aleister Crowley).
While meditating Korda came in contact with an entity calling itself Aiwass (the same entity that Crowley claimed to have once contacted and later sketched. The entity resembles an ET alien gray).
Aiwass gave Korda the plans for a new type of rocket.
Korda was so impressed with Aiwass’ plans that he wrote rocket engineer Wernher von Braun about it.
Unfortuntately Janos Korda’s letter to von Braun was intercepted by a Communist in the U.S. Post Office (Unfortunately Wisconsin Sen. Joe McCarthy had neglected to look for Communists in the U.S. Post Office).
The letter found its way to Soviet KGB headquarters in Moscow.
And thus the beautiful and lovely Alexandra Murthanoccasio Popovitch was dispatched to Los Angeles to seduce Janos Korda.
She got into his apartment.
She got into his arms.
And she got into his notebook (in which he had detailed Aiwass’ plans for rocketry and missiles).
Once the notebook was in her left hand, she shot him dead with her right hand.
Carson Cody Albion, who had stopped to buy himself a Coke from the apartment building’s Coke machine, thought that perhaps he shouldn’t have stopped to buy himself a Coke as soon as he heard the gun shots.
He tried to finish his bottle of Coke as quickly as he could and then ran upstairs.
When he entered the apartment, Janos Korda was lying dead on the floor and Korda’s pet budgie was saying, “The horror. The horror.”
“Excuse me,” Albion asked the budgie, “But are you saying “The horror. The horror.” ? Or “The whore. The whore.”? Because there is a difference you know.”
Meanwhile the lovely and beautiful Alexandra Murthanoccasio Popovitch was already fleeing down the fire escape.
A group of Grade 7 boys from a nearby private boys’ school were already looking straight up the fire escape at the tight skirted dress lovely female spy’s descent.
Their Art Appreciation teacher (who was a woman) who had been escorting them on a walk to a nearby art gallery suddenly broke into a lecture on the dangers of blindness (or even jail!) if one engaged in a certain physical activity (particularly in public).
As for the notebook, it returned safely to Moscow along with the lovely and beautiful Alexandra Murthanoccasio Popovitch.
Aiwass’ plans for the rocket were successful.
The USSR launched the Sputnik 1 satellite a few months later.
As for Aiwass’ missile, that took a little longer to develop.
Until Wednesday April 20th 2022.
When Russian President Vladimir Putin announced the launch of a new intercontinental ballistic missile.
As he warned the West not to keep threatening Russia’s security in the Ukraine War.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday April 20th
2022.
Orson Welles On The Orient Express
The ghost of Orson Welles sat in a comfortable arm chair in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion.
He was sipping a spectral glass of spectral red wine.
He was reflecting on a dream he had as a young mortal man where he was contemplating directing a spy film set on the Orient Express.
Agatha Christie had published a Hercule Poirot novel called Murder On The Orient Express back in 1934.
The spy film set aboard the Orient Express that Welles was planning to make would have been done 20 years before Sean Connery’s 1963 James Bond film From Russia With Love part of which was set aboard the Orient Express.
However Welles’ idea for the film was rejected by film studio heads.
When Welles had the dream that became the basis for the proposed film, he dreamed he was back in the mid-1930s.
Soviet Stalinist agents had stolen the Spear of Longinus (the spear said to have pierced the side of Christ as recorded in the New Testament) from the Hofburg Palace Museum in Vienna, Austria.
They were now riding the Orient Express to Istanbul where they would then board a ship from Istanbul to Odessa.
And then from Odessa the Soviet Stalinist agents would head to Moscow and then to Stalin.
However Nazi spies were also on the trail of the Soviet agents as Hitler too desired to possess the Spear of Longinus for world conquest.
Britain and France had likewise sent their best agents to recapture the Spear of Longinus.
Welles played the British agent Sir Cyril Bellerophon.
He was to rendezvous with France’s top agent aboard the Orient Express.
All Welles’ Bellerophon knew was that the French agent’s initials were ML.
As Welles’ character of Sir Cyril Bellerophon sat in the empty dining car (as it was currently neither breakfast, lunch or dinnertime aboard the train), a beautiful woman entered the Orient Express dining car and approached him.
She walked up to Welles’ Bellerophon and said, “Bonjour Monsieur. Je suis Monique Labelle.”
Welles bowed and said, “Bonjour Mademoiselle. Je suis Sir Cyril Bellerophon.”
It had occurred to Welles that Monique LaBelle (whose intials were ML) was the French agent.
That turned out to be the case.
Welles thought it was a shame he woke up from the dream and had no idea how the whole scenario would end.
Still he had a chance to kiss Monique Labelle before he woke up.
And that Welles’ ghost reflected as he lit himself a spectral cigar was the important thing.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday May 25th
2021
Renfield Encounters Nazi Gestapo Canadian Police At Grace Life Church In Spruce Grove Alberta
British MP Renfield R. Renfield flew across the Pacific Ocean from Xi Jinping’s Communist China to Justin Trudeau’s Communist Canada in the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s invisible dirigible airship The Claude Rains and Lamont Cranston Project One.
He’d be making a few stops in North America before heading out across the Atlantic back to Boris Johnson’s increasingly zombie nosferatu Britain.
His first stop was at the Grace Life Church in Spruce Grove, Alberta, Canada which last week was raided and closed by Nazi Gestapo members of the RCMP who put up a fence around the building and property blocking access to the pastors and congregation.
When last Sunday supporters of Grace Life Church and supporters of religious liberty and freedom to worship gathered outside the fenced enclave, a task force made up of 200 armed and psycho stormtroopers of a Nazi Gestapo joint unit of RCMP and Edmonton Police Service entered the premises.
The head of the task force was codenamed Himmler Zimmer.
Which was all right as far as he was concerned.
Since he was a big fan of Nazi SS head Heinrich Himmler.
Just as the Church in 1933-45 Germany was required to worship Der Fuhrer Adolf Hitler in precedence over Jesus Christ, so the Church in 2020-2021 Canada and possibly into the Great Reset beyond was required to worship the Holy, Blessed and Eternal Covid-19 virus in precedence over Jesus Christ.
Churches and congregations who refused were to be crushed with the full armed might of the state with their pastors jailed and congregational members persecuted.
Himmler Zimmer went and relieved himself at what was the former altar of the now closed church.
When he returned to his office (formerly the pastor’s office) he was shocked to see a stranger sitting at his desk (formerly the pastor’s desk).
“Who the Hell are you?” Himmler Zimmer demanded to know.
The stranger kicked Zimmer in the balls and answered, “The name is Renfield. Renfield R. … Renfield.”
Zimmer got up off the floor rubbing his small testicles and said, “Aren’t you that British MP who’s the epitome of political incorrectness?”.
“I am,” Renfield nodded and helped himself to Himmler Zimmer’s last 3 dozen Tim Horton’s donuts from a box of 3 dozen Tim Horton’s donuts.
Himmler Zimmer’s cloudy expression clouded over even more when he saw his donuts being eaten.
“How did the Hell did you manage to enter these premises without being seen?” Zimmer demanded to know.
“I flew over and entered in an invisible dirigible airship,” Renfield poured a dozen creams and a dozen cartons of sugar into Himmler Zimmer’s large pot of coffee and drank it all.
Himmler Zimmer’s increasingly cloudy expression clouded over even more when he saw his entire pot of coffee drunken.
“Well, you’ll have a lot of trouble leaving,” Zimmer grinned fiendishly.
“I think not,” Renfield licked all the icing off his donut laced fingers leaving a raised middle finger in Himmler Zimmer’s direction, “I have my personal British Army Brigade of Gurkhas with me. They move so swiftly and so stealthily, one would almost think them invisible.”
“I find that very hard to believe,” Zimmer laughed.
He suddenly gasped.
For within seconds, he found that his pants had been pulled down and he was now wearing women’s panties.
A police sargeant entered his office and saluted, “Commander Zimmer. All of the members of this Nazi Gestapo Police Task Force have had their pants pulled down and have now ended up wearing women’s panties.”
The phone on the desk rang.
Renfield handed him the receiver.
“I imagine it’s probably for you,” Renfield began eating a BLT sandwich.
“Yes Cpl. Dan-o, what is it?” Zimmer asked.
“Commander Zimmer,” Cpl. Dan-o’s panicked voice could be heard, “All of the bull dyke lesbian blowhard members of this Nazi Gestapo Task Force have suddenly found themselves wearing women’s panties. They’re wondering if this is intended as a personal insult against the members of the LGBTQ2s+ (and further letters and numbers and signs and counting coming soon to a bastion of annoying political correctness near you) community. They’re already bellowing and mooing their anger in the background.”
Sounds of angry bellowing and mooing could be heard in the background.
“Boxer shorts them, Dan-o,” Himmler Zimmer ordered and slammed the phone down.
He looked at his chair (formerly the pastor’s chair).
He noticed that Renfield was missing.
And so was his last BLT sandwich.
An invisible airship dirigible was now headed towards the Alberta-Saskatchewan border.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday April 14th
2021
Inn Lu: International Man of Mystery
Inn Lu: International Man of Mystery
Recently a man claiming to be a intelligence agent for Communist China’s Ministry of State Security had gone to Australia and defected to ASIO (the Australian Security Intelligence Organization).
The man was given the code name Wang Ho (and claimed to have an explosive treasure trove of intelligence information including how Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s pet pot smoking cactus plant Strawberry Fields Forever was brutally murdered by Chinese State Security operatives in a re-education camp for transgendered Uighurs in the Xinjiang region of western China.
And how a portion of Strawberry Fields Forever’s body was given to paramount leader Xi Jinping’s personal gardener for examination, experimentation and analysis).
Wang Ho was kept for safe keeping in a safe house owned and operated by Mr. Inn Lu one of Sydney’s most mysterious and elusive businessmen.
The reason Wang Ho was given to Mr. Inn Lu was because many ASIO operatives were said to have a serious drinking problem and couldn’t be trusted to keep Wang Ho alive and safe while they were in the process of sleeping off their hangovers.
Not much was known about Inn Lu who was described by the Sydney Morning Herald as “mysterious and inscrutable” in 1931 (for their centennial edition).
If ASIO operatives (and most people in the Australian government) had been sober, they might have asked themselves why Inn Lu had never aged a day from the way he looked in that Sydney Morning Herald photograph from almost 90 years ago.
All that was known about Inn Lu was that he was a staunch anti-Communist and therefore could be trusted to keep the PRC Ministry of State Security defector alive.
Trouble was brewing for both Inn Lu and Wang Ho however in that Donald Trump had sent to Australia a U.S. ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) agent named Eichmann Himmler who was to give ASIO operatives advice on how to deal with illegal immigrants.
Eichmann Himmler was the ICE agent responsible for setting up detention facilities for immigrants along the U.S.-Mexico border.
Locking fathers behind bars at one facility.
Locking mothers behind bars at another facility.
And locking children and babies behind bars at yet another facility.
Eichmann Himmler did not get off to a good start with ASIO operatives as he walked in on them halfway through their lunch hour (when almost all of them were currently working on their 30th bottle of beer).
The first thing Eichmann Himmler did was go after koala bears saying “These creatures are so damned cute, they’re obviously up to something.”
Every koala bear that Eichmann Himmler asked for their identification papers did not have them.
Thus father koalas were thrown into one facility.
Mother koalas were thrown into another facility.
And baby koalas were thrown into yet another.
“After all,” Eichmann Himmler lectured the snoozing in an alcoholic haze ASIO operatives, “how do we know these koala bears are resident Australians? How do we know they didn’t come from somewhere else?”.
Eichmann Himmler did the same with Eucalyptus trees (he became suspicious of the plant when they seemed to be the main diet of the koala bears).
He locked up Eucalyptus trees all over the nation of Australia bringing in botanists from all over the U.S. to determine the tree’s gender and age and then lock them up in the appropriate facility.
“After all,” Eichmann Himmler lectured the still snoozing in an alcoholic haze ASIO operatives, “how do we know these Eucalyptus trees are resident Australians? How do we know they didn’t come from somewhere else?”.
This was the sort of brilliant and profound mind that ICE agent Eichmann Himmler had.
The bet was on in Washington DC that the next time Trump fired a National Security Council head in one of his Twitter tweets, that it would probably be Eichmann Himmler who would be the next NSC head.
Now Eichmann Himmler took it upon himself to investigate the mysterious Mr. Inn Lu whom ASIO had handed PRC defector Wang Ho to for safekeeping.
“After all,” Eichmann Himmler told the room now empty of ASIO operatives since Happy Hour had now begun in all the Australian bars and lounges, “how do we know Mr. Inn Lu isn’t an illegal immigrant? After all, he’s Asian isn’t he? And we all know the United Kingdom that founded this great country is closer to Australia than Asia is.”
As Donald Trump in Washington DC fired off a tweet praising the intelligence and profound geographic knowledge of one ICE agent Eichmann Himmler, Himmler, after receiving a fax from DARPA, set off to confront Inn Lu.
In the Shangri-La Gardens Hotel (owned by Inn Lu) in downtown Sydney, Eichmann Himmler confronted the mysterious and reclusive businessman.
“I know who you are, Inn Lu,” Himmler said.
“Do you now?” Inn Lu’s eyes twinkled behind his spectacles.
“Yes, DARPA turned to Britain’s Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster for information about your background,” Eichmann Himmler wagged his finger at him, “you were apparently an important scientist, inventor and court official in the palace court of one of the Ming Emperors. While you were doing mathematical calculations about how to change the time-space continuum, the Large Hadron Collider in Switzerland was doing the exact same calculations in our own time. This created a time warp. You were sent to Australia in the year 1900 from the palace court in Ming Dynasty Beijing you were at. You also discovered a potion of immortality that you brought with you from that Ming Dynasty court. You have lived in Australia for over 119 years now but you never bothered to get citizenship. You have also been involved in espionage to get today’s descendants of the Ming Emperors to power in China. Hence the reason for your strong anti-Communism. I’m here to see you deported and sent back to China where you belong.”
“You’ve caught me, Comrade Eichmann,” Inn Lu smiled, “but you look rather hot. Why don’t you take a refreshing dip in our hotel pool? Plenty of time to deport me later.”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Eichmann Himmler took off his clothes and jumped in.
One of the hotel maintenance staff said to Mr. Inn Lu, “Mr. Lu, isn’t this the hour that the Sydney Crocodile Club rents the pool to give their crocodiles a home away from home?”.
“It is,” Mr. Inn Lu smiled, “I regret I forgot to tell Comrade Eichmann Himmler.”
“I want to see your identity papers,” Eichmann Himmler screamed at one of the crocodiles just before it bit his head off.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday November 25th
2019.
Crybaby Bolsonaro Demands An Apology
Crybaby Bolsonaro Demands An Apology
“I see short lived Trump White House advisor Steve Bannon is releasing a film next month that he made called Claws of The Red Dragon that he claims highlights the relationship between Huawei Technologies Co. Ltd. and the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) and the People’s Liberation Army (PLA),” Amadeus remarked while eating sweet and sour spare ribs.
“Yes, I wonder why Bannon made such a film,” Renfield ate his pork fried rice, “Perhaps he was pressured to make it because he didn’t want certain embarrassing public details released about him.”
“What details would those be?” Amadeus munched on his egg rolls.
“He apparently visited Jeffrey Epstein’s Manhattan mansion on several occasions,” Renfield started eating his sweet and sour shrimp balls, “and today the Washington Examiner newspaper reported that the notorious child predator George Nader visited Bannon in the White House at least 13 times during the 7 months that Bannon served as White House Chief Strategist.”
“You mean Bannon might have…” Amadeus stopped eating.
Renfield took a shot of whisky, “If my theory about Epstein being a Mossad operative is correct and Epstein used his sex trafficking operation not only to make money and satisfy his own sexual perversions but also used that operation to blackmail and extort members of the U.S. and world elites into giving political support to Israel, then we must remember that the Israelis and the Chinese are the world’s 2 major rivals when it comes to developing 5G networks. The U.S. has been fast asleep in research and development when it comes to 5G. The Israelis have been working on it since 2008 and have become way ahead of everybody else. They’ve been doing it quietly and with very little fanfare. Benjamin Netanyahu only started openly boasting about it this year. That’s why Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman (whom I’ve nicknamed Mohammad bone Sawman ever since the Khashoggi incident at the Saudi consultate in Istanbul last year) has sold the Palestinians down River (or down the desert sands) in order to hitch himself to the Israeli high tech wagon. His planned autonomous high tech city state enclave that he’s planning in the Tabuk Province of
northwestern Saudi Arabia that he’s named NEOM will need Israel’s advanced science and technology to get off the ground. The only one who’s come close to the Israelis in developing 5G technology are the Chinese and Huawei. Thus it’s very suspicious that Bannon decides to make a film casting the Chinese and Huawei in a very bad light especially for someone known to have visited Epstein’s Manhattan mansion. The choice the world faces when it comes to adopting 5G technology is do they want the Israelis or the Chinese to spy on them? Of course we know Donald Trump’s answer. Because a right wing libertarian political commentator in a tweet told him so, Trump thinks he’s regarded by many Israeli Jews as the new King of Israel and the Second Coming of God. So of course Trump would prefer Israel rather than China to spy on the world. And that’s why Huawei CFO Meng Wanzhou is being held in Vancouver British Columbia because King Trump’s State Department told the Canadians so. And as we know Dracul Van Helsing is not the Prime Minister of Canada to tell the U.S. State Department to stick it where the sun don’t shine.”
. . .
Brazilian President Jair Bolsonaro was sitting in his high chair in the Brazilian Presidential Palace wearing a bib around his neck.
On his high chair tray directly in front of him was a baby soother that had been personally autographed for him by fellow infantile brat Donald J. Trump.
As Balsonaro threw his knife and fork across the room, he bawled, “I’m not going to accept $22 million in aid and assistance from the G-7 to help fight the Amazon rainforest fires unless French President Emmanuel Macron apologizes to me for personally insulting me. So there! Waaaaah!”.
. . .
11-year-old Sherrielock Rocher (the 2nd eldest daughter of Set Enterprises’ Chief Scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher) was telling her mother what she wanted for Christmas (even though that was 4 months away), “I want a Barbie and a GI Joe for Christmas.”
“But,” her mother asked, “Doesn’t Barbie come with Ken?”.
“No,” young Sherrielock Rocher shook her head with clear determination, “she fakes it with Ken. She comes with GI Joe.”
“Cadbury,” Mrs. Rocher looked at her husband, “I think Sherry should cut down the amount of time she spends on the Internet.
Dr. Cadbury Rocher agreed.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday August 27th
2019.
The Mysterious Death of Jeffrey Epstein
The Mysterious Death of Jeffrey Epstein
The Mossad operative who went by the code name Star of Azazel sat in his office in Jerusalem.
He was the most feared Mossad operative of them all.
Another Mossad operative by the name of the Controller of The Golem would have nothing to do with him.
Because he thought Star of Azazel’s intelligence operations went totally beyond the pale.
For the past month, the thing that worried Star of Azazel the most had been the recent arrest of Jeffrey Epstein this past July 6th.
Epstein’s operation had been the most daring of all Star of Azazel’s intelligence feats.
And it was because of men like Epstein that the Controller of the Golem wanted nothing to do with Star of Azazel’s intelligence operations.
Star of Azazel first felt heat over Epstein when the financier was arrested and charged with sex trafficking of minors in Florida back in 2008.
However due to behind the scenes shenanigans on the part of Star of Azazel, he was able to get Epstein a very lenient plea bargain deal.
Now had come Epstein’s most recent arrest in New York where he was facing new charges of paying girls under 18 to perform sex acts at his Florida and Manhattan mansions.
And yesterday had come the most damaging news of all for Star of Azazel.
Hundreds of pages of court documents that revealed new allegations against Epstein and some of his associates had been released.
These new allegations could possibly blow open the most successful intelligence operation he had ever masterminded.
How Epstein’s sex trafficking operation had ensnared some of America’s most powerful politicians, financiers, media figures and religious leaders into giving their whole hearted support to the State of Israel.
People often wondered how it was that both parties in the U.S. – Democrat and Republican- seemed to be united on one issue- overwhelming support for the State of Israel even on those occasions when Israel was blatantly doing things that clearly violated international law.
The answer of course was Mossad operative Jeffrey Epstein’s sex trafficking operation and all the incriminating photos and videos on leading U.S. figures that Star of Azazel could use for purposes of blackmail and extortion.
Since 2016, people in America had been deeply concerned about Russian collusion with Trump.
Oblivious to the American political establishment’s collusion with the dark side of the Israeli deep state that had been going on for almost 40 years at least as far as Epstein’s operation was concerned.
It had actually been going on for over 50 years starting with Lyndon Baines Johnson’s cover-up of Israeli involvement in the sinking of the U.S.S. Liberty back in 1967.
And now the release of these documents yesterday might start people digging into other matters which could potentially expose his (Star of Azazel’s) Mossad intelligence operation that allowed the pervert Epstein free rein for his proclivities as long as he ensnared leading American establishment figures in Mossad’s net.
One thing was apparent for Star of Azazel (who believed in the concept of a Greater Israel that stretched from the Nile to the Euphrates River as well as the building of a Third Temple on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem).
Jeffrey Epstein would have to die.
And soon.
Star of Azazel reached for his phone.
This morning at 6:30 AM local time (10:30 GMT) Jeffrey Epstein was found dead in his cell at a prison facility in New York.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday August 10th
2019.
Harvey Tallbanger and Daniel Craig
After his successful spying mission at the Vladivostok Summit between Vladimir Putin and King Jong-un, the 6 foot 8 invisible Welsh pooka bunny rabbit Harvey Tallbanger returned to London.
He went to the Hare and Hound Pub.
Standing inside the doorway of the Hare and Hound Pub was the stuffed original Hound of The Baskervilles who had been found a few years ago.
“I see the hound but where’s the hare?” Harvey Tallbanger asked as he sat up at the bar.
“You know, I’m sick of people asking me that…” the pubkeeper looked up from behind the bar and stopped, “Say, who’s there?”.
“Harvey Tallbanger,” the 6 foot 8 bunny rabbit replied, “I’m invisible. But I do have money to pay.”
The rabbit brought visible British £ currency out of his invisible blue denim coveralls.
“Oh God, I’ve gone insane!” The pubkeeper said.
“No, you haven’t,” Harvey flashed his most attractive invisible smile, “if you were, you’d be in the Oval Office right now with one hand smoothing down your ridiculous looking toupee and your other hand with its finger on the nuclear button when it isn’t busy tweeting on Twitter.”
“What will you have, my invisible friend?” The pubkeeper asked.
“A Tequila Sunrise, please,” the pooka answered.
The pubkeeper made a tequila sunrise and handed it to the tall bunny rabbit.
Actor Daniel Craig and actress Naomie Harris entered the pub.
“Oh, wow, James Bond and Miss Moneypenny!” Harvey exclaimed, “My hero and my heroine!”.
“Who was that?” The acting duo asked at the same time.
“Don’t mind him,” the pubkeeper answered, “He’s invisible.”
Bond and Miss Moneypenny (as Harvey thought of them) both ordered pints of the local draft.
“What?” Harvey was incredulous, “No martini shaken not stirred?”.
“That’s only in the movies,” Daniel Craig answered.
“How disappointing fiction is from reality,” Harvey remarked as he sat next to the poster of Claude Rains as The Invisible Man.
“Isn’t there any way people can see you?” Naomie Harris asked.
“My creator Dr. Cadbury Rocher informs me that if people drink a Harvey Wallbanger, they can see me,” the pooka replied.
“What’s in a Harvey Wallbanger?” Craig asked.
“1 1/2 ounces of vodka, 3 ounces of orange juice and half an ounce of Galliano,” Harvey replied.
“I should try making one of those,” the pubkeeper remarked and proceeded to do just that.
“So after Bond 25, you’ll be sailing off into the 007 sunset,” Harvey said over his sunrise.
“I will indeed,” Craig admitted.
“Howdy, Bartender,” a man with a Texas drawl entered the pub.
“Oh no,” the pubkeeper shook his head, “The idiot who keeps asking me the same question day after day.”
“Say, bartender,” the Texan pointed towards the stuffed Hound of The Baskervilles, “for a place called The Hare and Hound, I can see the hound but where’s the hare?”.
“Try one of these,” the pubkeeper placed a Harvey Wallbanger in front of the Texan.
The Texan took a few sips of the Wallbanger and then pointed at Harvey sitting on the other side of the bar, “It’s the hare. It’s the hare.”
“What?” Daniel Craig and Naomie Harris both looked in the direction of the invisible entity.
“It’s my shiny locks,” the bunny rabbit flashed an invisible grin to Daniel Craig, Naomie Harris and the pubkeeper, “and all because I use Johnson’s Baby Shampoo.”
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday April 26th
2019.
Miss Moneypenny had many adventures in life and someday she’d meet an invisible bunny rabbit.
Lilith, Putin, Golgotha and The Golem of Prague
Lilith was on her vast estate near Astana the capital city of Kazakhstan.
It was there that she had hidden the Golem of Prague that she had stolen (with the help of Count Dracula) from the attic of the Old New Synagogue in Prague.
She would be having a video phone conferencing call with the Presidents of Russia, Turkey, Iran and Venezuela to show them the body of the captured Golem.
The Black Dragon (the supernatural entity who was the leading advisor to Chinese President Xi Jinping) would be flying in from Beijing in his flying dragon form to personally see the Golem for himself.
There were rumours that Russian President Vladimir Putin would likewise be flying in from Moscow to personally see the Golem for himself.
As Lilith sat in her living room drinking cocktails, her vampiress daughter Golgotha stood guard on a portion of her mother’s Nouveau Babylon estate as it was called to prevent Britain’s MI-6 or Israel’s Mossad from retaking the Golem.
She sat there looking positively resplendent in the woods of the estate.
Wandering through the woods was Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing who had been sent to this Estate by MP Renfield R. Renfield who was the co-chair of the British House of Commons Covert Intelligence Committee and was working with the Israeli government to get the golem returned to Prague.
“Mr. Van Helsing,” Golgotha greeted him, “don’t you know you’re trespassing on private property? You could use a spanking for your behaviour.”
Van Helsing had to admit that she was probably right.
So he took off his clothes and lay across her red skirted and black silk nylon lap where she administered a good sound thorough walloping.
They then had tantric sex afterwards.
. . .
“Why the Hell isn’t that bastard answering his mobile phone?” Renfield R. Renfield swore as he sat in the office of French President Emmanuel Macron, “I bet that bastard is busy having tantric sex with someone.”
Macron looked up from the tour guide book he was reading entitled The Best Place To Find Cougars In Paris and blinked before asking, “Tantric sex? Dracul Van Helsing is having tantric sex?”.
“Most likely,” Renfield’s face turned redder than the cover of the booklet Quotations From Chairman Mao Tse-tung, “That’s what happens when you watch too many James Bond movies with either Sean Connery or Roger Moore playing Bond when you’re a teen-ager, you’re forever horny.”
“I wonder if that works when you’re older as well,” Macron applied some more mascara to his eyelashes, “I should go take a look at my video library.”
. . .
The Greek god of the sea Poseidon looked at the statue of himself at the Fountain of Neptune in Florence, Italy.
“I do have to admit that’s a very good likeness,” Poseidon commented through mouthfuls of seafood linguini.
“And like me, he doesn’t have his trident,” Poseidon remarked wistfully.
For his trident had been stolen by Atargatis the ancient northern Syrian mermaid goddess.
. . .
The ancient Babylonian vampiress Lilith stood outside her house waiting for Vladimir Putin’s helicopter and the Black Dragon of Beijing to arrive.
The Red Army helicopter and the Black Dragon arrived at the same time crashing into one another.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” Golgotha shrieked in sheer joyful ecstasy from the other side of the Estate.
“It appears my daughter Golgotha has finally inherited my bloodlust,” Lilith thought to herself.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday February 21st
2019.
Dracul Van Helsing 
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