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THE U.S. SECRET SERVICE WANTS TO TALK TO RONBO

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First Published: December 08, 2010 This morning at nine o'clock sharp, Ronbo was called by Agent Rosencrantz of the U.S. Secret Service. Actually, "Rosencrantz" wasn't his name, he told Ronbo his name, but almost immediately Ronbo forgot what it was, anyway Ronbo always thinks of SS agents in terms of Hamlet's Danish SS agents, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, so "Rosencrantz will do. What did Agent Rosencrantz want of old Ronbo? Why he would like to meet him next week over a hot cup at the local coffee house for a chat. Rosencrantz would not disclose the nature of the conversation, however, Ronbo can well imagine the gang at The Castle, some still call it "The White House" are not happy with the publication of articles such as, Fascist Pigs of The Secret Service Screw An Innocent Man" and have sent their lackeys out for yet another doomed attempt to argue Ronbo into "cooling it." This relationsh...

"THIS MAN IS WHITE AND IN CHARGE OF A COMPUTER HOOKED TO THE INTERNET: BOOK HIM DAN'L"

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THE SNIPER As the tyrant enters his cross hairs the breath he takes is deep His focus is square on the target as he begins to release A patriot for his people he knows this shot will cost his life But for his race and their existence it is a small sacrifice The bullet that he has chambered is one of the purest pride And the inscription on the casing reads DIE negro DIE He breathes out as he pulls the trigger releasing all his hate And a smile appears upon his face as he seals that monkeys fate The bullet screams toward its mark bringing with it death And where there was once a face there is nothing left Two blood covered agents stare in horror and dismay Looking down toward the ground where their president now lay Now the screams of one old negro broad pierces thru the air Setting off panic from every eyewitness that was there And among all the confusion the hero calmly slips away Laughing for he knows there will be another negro holiday By Johnny Spencer On August 4, 2000, when B...

NEW SECRET SERVICE GUIDELINES

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Ref. Phone call on December 8, 2010 from U.S. Secret Service on proposed meeting with agents in Missoula, Montana. Dear Sirs: I agree to meet with agents of the U.S. Secret Service anytime from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. during the third week of December (Monday to Friday) at this location. I promise to be polite, informative and well dressed for the interview. There are, however, certain non-negotiable terms: 1. I am to be allowed to order any item(s) on the menu to be paid for by the U.S. Secret Service. This is to include a 25% gratuity for the server(s). 2. I am to be allowed to audio/video tape the entire interview for the express purpose of the production of a youtube video. This video will not be edited. 3. I am to be granted permission to publish an article at this website concerning this interview. 4. The agent who conducts the interview should be well briefed on my case, as I will be asking questions concerning "The United States of America vs. Ronald Barbour" and be expectin...

THE SECRET SERVICE CIVIL WAR AGAINST RONBO

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First of all, a change in policy in regards to the nasty little civil war raging between myself and the U.S. Secret Service - From this time forth I will publish the names of Secret Service agents who continue to stalk and harass me nearly ten years after my case, "The United States of America v. Ronald Gene Barbour" was concluded. In this episode of "Hamlet Redux" the King's Men (Rosencrantz and Guildenstern) are named Eric Blair stationed in Billings, Montana (Interesting. This was George Orwell's real name. How fitting.) and Tad Downs. It would appear from a voice mail by Agent Blair that Agent Downs has been stationed by the HQ of the SS in Missoula, Montana for the express purpose of watching kindly old me. And so this latter day Shakespearean tragedy continues to its ending. In the original Shakespearean version the turning point was when Hamlet understands, "There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will." Thus arme...