There’s been a lot of speculation around, about who is Q, where is Q, and what is Q? If you don’t know already, it might be too late, as rumour has it that Q is dead as a dodo, or at best, on his last legs. Some buzz still abounds on Twitter, however, and on the Tubes, as it’s said that Q and some of the team might be just taking a likkle break from the rigours of fighting the deep state, and the evil Cabal. Qdrops aren’t coming as thick and fast as they used to, but it seems Q’s movements are being reported, and the blockage in drops might be clearing at last, after a turbulent time on the move.
Some think Q is posting again, but he did say no outside comms. (see, I do follow Q!), so these latest drops seem a little dubious, for some reason. Perhaps I need to wait for a special decode, from a Q approved source.
Well, I’m not taking any chances. If I don’t see it where Q says it should be posted (no outside comms., as Q always sez), I won’t jump to any conclusions too hastily. It could be some joker messing about. Darn shills everywhere, and Q’s no laughing matter. As Q puts it, so well too, do your own research, and Question everything.
Everyone’s wondering who Q is, while I’m wondering who the guy I was having an online relationship with for the last six month is. I still don’t know for sure, but he’s always maintained to me that he’s Q, the anonymous poster on 8Chan, said to be working with Trump, to educate the MAGAs as to what shenanigans are going on behind the curtains that we don’t usually get to peep behind. This guy turned up on my YouTube channel last year, and was quite the charmer. We headed off into the sunset, towards the Twitter machine, to talk, and we got to know each other a lot better. To be fair, he found out far, far more about me, than he told me about himself (for security reasons, of course). He did tell me, however, that his name was Jack Quinlan, (using middle name instead of first name, ‘cos he was deep, deep undercover, working with the President, to bring down the evil deep state cabal).
I talk about the grand finale to my big online relationship with the man that calls himself Q, in this livestream, and the great man himself joins me, to give his side of the story, and react to my allegations. Expect to see photos of the cutie that calls himself Q, and hear some inside gossip about what we got up to in our virtual relationship. I also discuss some of the biggest fibs he’s ever told, including those White House photos he gave me from the important meeting he had with the President in The Oval Office, last Christmas Eve, that Q and friends made such a big palava about, and drove the Qposts fans mad with delight. I discuss how we had that little lover’s tiff when it turned out the photos were faked, and how I found out a lot of what he was up to was built on a series of interlocking lies, and how I struggled to put the picture together of the man, in order to make my way out of the rabbit holes he dug for me. Maybe he’s right, I’m just the jealous type, but I do believe that honesty is always the best policy.
Jack Quinlan/Q uses the Stonehenge Puzzle Email address, which has never been traced to anyone before, and also claims responsibility for the original John Titor posts (I’m sure his last online squeeze, Pamela Moore, who never got to meet him in real life either, but was as familiar with the heartache of an online relationship as me, will take an interest in the photos of him which he provided to me, in place of any plan to actually meet me in person). I discuss these and other aspects of the strange relationship we conducted on the internet, including the threats he made to bring the wrath of the QArmy against me, should I fall out of step with the march he was trying to set the pace for.
I did fall rather out of line, in this video, and broke the silence to share some of his information with my viewers. I shared about Q, and other mysteries of the internet, far too much to cover in one post, but at least I’ve managed to explain the tip of the iceberg in this stream.
Jack scrambled into damage limitation mode after the photos conversation, and kept asking me what else did I know about him? Seemed quite rattled, actually, which I was not too guilty about, since he’d threatened me previously with the wrath of an online army of loyal Q followers. I still don’t really know whether the guy I was having the relationship with online is actually this guy, who referred to himself as Jack Quinlan, saying that was his real name, kept secret to protect Q’s identity, but if it isn’t, I’m sure this guy will be pretty cheesed off his photos have been whipped, appropriated by Q, or whoever the hell that person I was in love with actually is. Whoever you are, I’d still rate you a 12 out of 10 in the cute department! But don’t contact me online. I think I’ll give online relationships a miss from now on. But if you want any of this guy’s contact details, he’s still reachable at the following places, as well as being keen for people to Email him.
Bye Jack. I think we’ve finally come to the end of our fling now. Consider this your Dear John letter. I’ll always treasure our special time together. I’ll probably throw out the cockroach book you sent me after you were blocked on my social media accounts, but I’ll cherish the keepsakes and have the photos you supplied to keep our virtual memories alive.
(Takes last lingering look at photos, wipes a tear away, and shuffles off to make a cup of tea, slamming cabinet door. BOOM!). I’m sure your Q friends can help you get over the break-up. I see you popped over to a buddy’s channel directly after I ended the stream, to cry on his shoulder, and manage the situation. Gosh, I hope your top level security clearance isn’t too compromised. You sound so worried. Oh well, I’m sure you’ll get over it. I know I will, after I calm down. After all, no point fighting over a storm in a teacup. And a cup of tea fixes everything (finds teabags, and proceeds to pour).
Update: New developments. Find out who the mystery man really is, in my next post, plus more exciting finds……..
I had a spur of the moment notion last night. I thought, dammit, I’m gonna do another livestream, ‘cos I like where the Q conversation is going, and I got some things to say. They might seem to be taking a rather jaundiced view of Q, but I’m not known for being a yellow-belly, so I took the plunge, and after a quick smoke and scribble on a sticky pad, had my topics organised, and was good to go.
Marketing, dull, dull, dull. But relevant to the topic, particularly the subject of deep marketing techniques, in relation to the YouTube (and perhaps, now, more main stream trending topic of Q). If you don’t know who the heck Q is, start here, and work your way back to me, ‘cos you are coming in at the tail end of the story. If you are familiar with the Q phenomenon, you might get a different perspective from my livestream chat (lecture, to be honest) about it, streamed over about an hour and a half. I tell you the order of topics in the beginning, so you can skip to the bit you are interested in if you are stuck for time, however, the topics are interrelated, so they make sense when the whole video is watched. Hope you find something of interest to aid you in your Q search for truth. UPDATE: The Discordians latest attempts to conflate Q, Cicada and thegame23, in accordance with the LARPing nature of the movement’s stated aims of turning everything anyone ever believed into such confusing nonsense that all of reality becomes a gluey soup where your mind gets stuck forever, making you incapable of distinguishing reality from fiction, and they get to laugh their socks off at meta-intellectual they are being. Truly nasty people, who don’t care what damage is done to people’s sense of reality, or what damage is done to other’s genuine projects, as they claim credit for the work of others, in order to carry out their OperationMindf*ck plans.
My recent tweets about Discordia and thegame23, and replies
The people that brought youQare keeping the life support campaign going, and the patient seems to be still alive, and reviving from the recent coma, induced by the recent collision with reality. Q is up and about again, and getting legs it seems.
Voices of dissent are being heard, and a new conversation is starting, on issues that weren’t disscussed while the topic of Q was still the trendist thing around, and the only thing anyone could see. Some are rushing out to join the frey, like Annie Get Your Gun, singin’ ‘Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better’, a few others are sitting by the patient’s bed, and some are chatting away to other folks in the hallways while the patient’s diapers and bedsheets are getting changed.
It’s a difficult conversation. Some folks in it aren’t sure what each other’s relationship to the patient actually is, and there is debate about whether Q will be the same person at all when he’s fully recovered; will he be a shadow of his former self, or a new man altogether? Only time will tell, and the time window for full recovery seems to be narrowing all the time. At least all Q’s friends and foes got to meet at last; even if it wasn’t pretty, it’s good to talk.
I have long been an admirer of your fine publication, which I believe to be an indispensible aide to introducing drama in my life, on the occasional moments when my own imagination fails me. I submit for your consideration the following items, which I’m sure you will be riveted by, as my numerous subscribers are. I believe these will create quite a stir in your dramatic community, just as they have in my own corner of the internet, which I like to think of as Youtubia.
Let’s kick off, shall we, with one of my latest videos, which pretty much sums up the whole drama that has unfolded in my life. I have bullet-pointed here some of the more pertinent and salient points for your further elucidation.
The main dramatic points I would like draw your attention to are as follows:
Donna Emerald, who may well be the historical stalker known as Brian Birmingham, and her video filmed from my original work, which I can’t remove from her channel because of the YouTube cult’s strange shenanigans effecting the Submit button’s effectatiousness.
A defense of the character and ethics of The Jesus Christians, the ‘kidney cult’, and a brief but effective endorsement of Brother Dave’s new cult, the ‘End Time Survivors’ and a plug for his book, available from reputable online retailers.
The long but interesting saga of my important family has been hardly covered at all here (I can send you links to many other fascinating videos, some of which include Hillary Clinton and a paint factory – the things I know about that woman would amaze you!), but I do cover the Friday night that one of my brothers disowned me, refusing to help me remove some my personal informations from the interwebs; also, my dramatic retelling of the ‘Brenham Pond’ dumping charge, and how I ended up doing time for my crime, all because of this brother of mine.
Need more background? Why certainly; I can see how difficult it might be to follow along with the storms, tribulations, and hurricanes that have blown through my life. My autobiography, which I am planning to publish soon, will expose such trolls as Donna Emerald and UNIROCK, and the whole world will be red-pilled. No doubt investigations which have been closed long ago will again reopen as a result of my dramatic efforts, and I will be proved right about everything.
Some background on Donna Emerald, and that goddam blog, which is untakedownable (ignore the first 2 mins or so, where I bullsh♥t about my grapes; that’s to fool the bot army watching me).
Excuse the language in the next one, but I know we’re all adults here, so we can handle the drama, and w♣nker seemed to be the correct word to describe the shill known as UNIROCK.
His handling of the ‘Corsi Email affaire’ was way beyond gauche in my opinion, and his Gaytaxi pal helped him to try to make me look foolish, an impossible task which they both failed miserably at, despite having help from such big names as Alex Jones. He blocked me from the live chat on this one too. How very dare he!
I called him out on his lies of course. I can’t stand liars.
Now I know you specialize in documenting some of the best flare-ups, flounce-offs and fruit-cakes in existence in Youtubia, but I feel the dramatic nature of the information my news channel provides easily knocks everyone else’s content out of the ballpark, and I am willing to let you publicize my content so you can share in the spoils and bathe in the reflected glory, that is, at bottom, the work I feel The Lord is calling me to as a warrior for justice. You have 48 hours to respond. If I do not hear back from you I will be suing you for loss of earnings, naturally, as I have wasted the best part of an afternoon, when I could have been sewing quilts. As it is, I have already spent too much time trying to fill out the bΨstard complaint about that professional stalker Donna Emerald’s video. I can see I will need to write to my special friends as well, if I want to get her dealt with.
D. S. Matteau
p.s. Here are some further links for your consideration.
A link to the goddam post that goddam troll Donna put up, that I can’t get removed.
A link to another d®mn video I got removed, but the troll bots at Youtubia got put back up.
The full f@%king video by the kill squad mercenary, Donna Emerald, which I found out I can’t get taken down, despite finally getting the Submit button to submit to me, because the c you next Tuesday filmed it on her own camera.
Authors note: The above post is intended for comedic/dramatic/entertainment purposes only and was written by myself, under the pen-name Donna Emerald. None of the information included in the post regarding Denise Matteau can be interpreted as being factual. Some of the videos are Ms. Matteau’s intellectual property, and I have respected this by linking the videos to her YouTube channel(s). Who knows what the truth is? All of reality could be one giant LARP. One thing’s for certain, people are like onions; there’s a lot going on under the skin, and it’s part of the wonderful drama we call life. Have fun with it. Don’t take it too seriously, because therein lies the way to madness.
Postscript: Shortly after this letter was penned, Denise went missing from YouTube. If you know where she is, don’t approach her, as she is armed with a sharp tongue, from which you may get a lashing if you startle her.
By now, if you are American, and spend a lot of time on the interwebs, you will be asking yourself, as I have, is the QAnon phenomenon (kindof rolls off the tongue nicely, that) a big spoof, a bit of light-hearted fnordicludibrium with some unfortunate side-effects.
Fnordic humour is a big part of the Discordianoutlook. Taking yourself, or the world around you too seriously would just kill the joke. The other thing is, not everyone gets to be in on the joke, some folks are busy being serious and don’t have time to joke around about reality, and that’s just fine. In fact, it often makes the joke even funnier for those in on it, as it did in the case of the Q phenomenon, for those who maintained that Q were a group of hackers LARPing about, at everyone else’s expense. When Donald Trump decided to do something very serious, on Friday 13th April, involving Syria, a disputed chemical attack, and a bombing mission, the joke turned very sour, as his most loyal supporters, dubbed the ‘deplorables‘ by his election opponent Hillary Clinton, reeled in shock from the departure from the promises he had made in campaigns. They were no longer in the mood for the triumphalist joking about that gave birth to some truly epic memes such as Pepe the Frog.
Not all Discordians have a sense of humour unfortunately. There are some people who are right full of themselves there, as there are in all organisations, no matter how loosely organised they say their structure is. Take Cramer Florian, for example, who got quite irate over a PewDiePie video that was posted on the Discordian ‘Neoists‘ page on Facebook.
His anger seemed a bit over the top, until he admitted that himself and many of his pals are affiliated with the Antifapolitical organisation, which has recently been designated an internal terrorist group by the US government, after a series of particularly violent clashes with ‘alt-right‘ groups at protests. Eric Clanton, anyone? Mr. college professor, Don-a-balaclava then attack people with a bike lock in order to fight to make social conditions better for the proletariat.
Or ‘Moldy-locks‘, Antifa’s pin-up gal, who thought she could throw Molotov cocktails with the best of them, until someone shut her down with a swift punch to the forehead, proving that it is not always wrong to hit a girl. In fact, I have to admit, I laughed a little.
Hey groovy guys and gals. It’s Sunday night and I feel like getting ma groove on. Sunday’s a day for chilling out and gettin’ the good vibes goin’, and after doing some Tai Chi with a friend in the morning, and taking a nice stroll in the woods in the afternoon……..
I curled up with a good book, and guess what, I fell asleep, as so often happens on a Sunday, when one has had such a busy week. I love nodding off with a book in my hand.
I was in such a good mood when I woke up that I thought a little dance around the living room was in order after dinner. I came across this great tutorial, and I thought I’d share it with you here. So kick off your shoes, and let’s see how MC Hammer does it, then we’ll try it ourselves. Funky, funky.
You got it, baby. You is busting out those moves now, and tearing up that dance floor. You are ready to earn your place with the all time greats of Soul Train. Get up! Look out for Chaka khan in this top 10.