Vlad and Xi and Kim and Don. And Mohammad; lest we forget; Mohammad. Ye may recall, Mohammad; Jamal Khashoggi’s
assassin. Treaties, protocols and his royalty, protect him. But oil in Iranian water shall be, like stinky shit, hitting the fan, for everybody.
When your stockbroker to ye says, “When ye see oil in the water off the coast of Iran, sell,” be sure to fire him. It’ll be way too late, then. Off Oman,
oily waters mean, it’s too late. Even if ye’ve sold, already. All agree; all but Mohammad and The Don.
The MT Riah, a Panamanian-flagged vessel based in the United Arab Emirates was traveling Saturday night through the Strait, off the coast of Iran,
when its tracking system went dark. Looks like Iran, like Britain, may have taken an oil tanker. Iran’s, mum. The plot … thickens.
Consider the irony. Had Don’s granddaddy not emigrated to Queens, everything, likely would be so, different. A visit ‘back home’ for Don,
says Kallstatt’s Mayor, might bring him back down to Earth. And had he worked for Deutsche he could loan to, Herr Don.
Herr Don, The Don would be, even today, in ex-post-facto, Nazi, Germany. Consider the irony. Had Don’s granddaddy not emigrated to Queens,
everything, would be so, different. A visit ‘back home’ for Don, says Kallstatt’s Mayor, might make him, less, mean.
Herr Don; he who is The Don to US would be Herr Don, in Germany. And in ex-post-facto, Nazi, Germany, a visit home for Don, says Kallstatt’s Mayor,
may make him less mean, not on Earth, but on, Urantia. Less mean means: More able to be, from crises, a savior.
A visit from Don to Kallstatt, says its Mayor may make Don less mean. And being less mean, means being more able to be, from existential crises,
Urantia’s savior. Herr Don; he who’s just Don to US is Herr Don in an ex-post-facto Nazi … soon … Muslim … Germany.