#and is pilloried for wanting her kid near her

[bethanydelleman]

Mrs. Churchill: The Most Unfairly Maligned Woman in Jane Austen

We never meet Mrs. Churchill in Jane Austen’s Emma, everything we know about her is second- (Frank) or third- (Mr. Weston) hand. But once you read the book a second or tenth time, it becomes clear that Mrs. Churchill was getting progressively worse, ending in her death and Frank knew this. 

Mrs. Churchill is far more sick than Frank ever admits. He often uses her as an excuse to neglect visiting his father.  Everyone in Highbury thinks Mrs. Churchill is faking because it's so convenient that she's sick when Frank is supposed to visit. But we know the truth, he doesn't visit until Jane comes to Highbury, he is staying away on purpose.

But she does decline during the course of the novel

Evidence of her decline: 

We know that the Churchills go to London yearly with Frank, “He saw his son every year in London” and yet, Frank says to Emma, “and if my uncle and aunt go to town this spring—but I am afraid—they did not stir last spring—I am afraid it is a custom gone for ever.” This custom has happened every year of Frank’s life and now is suddenly ended. Sounds like Mrs. Churchill was too sick to go the year prior and Frank does not expect her to get better.

According to Mr. Weston, Frank can come if the Churchills do not visit a family called the Braithwaites, “But I know they will, because it is a family that a certain lady, of some consequence, at Enscombe, has a particular dislike to: and though it is thought necessary to invite them once in two or three years, they always are put off when it comes to the point.” But the Churchills do actually go for the visit. As if they are saying goodbye and seeing people for the last time.

Mrs. Churchill does allow Frank to stay in Highbury for the ball, and then suddenly withdraws consent, “A letter arrived from Mr. Churchill to urge his nephew’s instant return. Mrs. Churchill was unwell—far too unwell to do without him; she had been in a very suffering state (so said her husband) when writing to her nephew two days before, though from her usual unwillingness to give pain, and constant habit of never thinking of herself, she had not mentioned it; but now she was too ill to trifle, and must entreat him to set off for Enscombe without delay.” This seems like a petty power play until we remember that she does actually die at the end of the book. Several close calls are normal for a person experiencing hospice care or a sudden decline in health.

Then Mrs. Churchill suddenly decides to go to London, which makes sense if she’s been getting much worse and wants to consult the London physicians:

“The evil of the distance from Enscombe,” said Mr. Weston, “is, that Mrs. Churchill, as we understand (in italics in the text), has not been able to leave the sofa for a week together. In Frank’s last letter she complained, he said, of being too weak to get into her conservatory without having both his arm and his uncle’s! This, you know, speaks a great degree of weakness—but now she is so impatient to be in town, that she means to sleep only two nights on the road.—So Frank writes word. Certainly, delicate ladies have very extraordinary constitutions, Mrs. Elton. You must grant me that.”

Frank actually stays away from Jane against his inclination when Mrs. Churchill is in Richmond. Mrs. Churchill is actually getting worse and he's not a complete dick, he stays with her:

This was the only visit from Frank Churchill in the course of ten days. He was often hoping, intending to come—but was always prevented. His aunt could not bear to have him leave her. Such was his own account at Randall’s. If he were quite sincere, if he really tried to come, it was to be inferred that Mrs. Churchill’s removal to London had been of no service to the wilful or nervous part of her disorder. That she was really ill was very certain; he had declared himself convinced of it, at Randalls. Though much might be fancy, he could not doubt, when he looked back, that she was in a weaker state of health than she had been half a year ago. He did not believe it to proceed from any thing that care and medicine might not remove, or at least that she might not have many years of existence before her; but he could not be prevailed on, by all his father’s doubts, to say that her complaints were merely imaginary, or that she was as strong as ever.

and later: The black mare was blameless; they were right who had named Mrs. Churchill as the cause. He had been detained by a temporary increase of illness in her; a nervous seizure, which had lasted some hours—and he had quite given up every thought of coming,

Also, let us consider how much hatred is directed at Mrs. Churchill for wanting her adopted nephew to stay by her while she is dying, whilst Mr. Woodhouse, who basically imprisons his daughter with all his fancies of ill health, is widely loved. Mrs. Churchill is the alleged hypochondriac who is actually sick, while Mr. Woodhouse worries about his health, but has no recorded illness through the entire book.

To sum up, Mrs. Churchill was getting progressively worse over the course of the novel. She very reasonably wanted her adopted child to be near her. Frank does actually do his duty to his aunt, indicating that he is well aware of how sick she has become. Mrs. Churchill’s death was not sudden, it happens at the end of a decline lasting about a year, or a bit longer.

[nellygwyn]

Harlots Season 2, Episode 1 & 2, thoughts

I watched the first two episodes of Harlots Season 2 and the main thought going through my mind is ‘AAAAA EVERYTHING HAPPENS SO MUCH” but here are a list of more specific and lucid thoughts. SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT: 

Episode 1

Characters we don’t seem to have anymore: Marie-Louise (she’s left, leaving Mags £50 out of pocket), Betsy, Daniel Marney. There are a plethora of new characters, though, 

Justice Josiah Hunt is a REALLY interesting new character to me. He genuinely thinks he is doing good and occasionally, he had periods of sympathy and reason (re: when he spoke to Lydia Quigley about the violated, mutilated body of a girl found a few nights earlier). However, in the next breath, he is having Violet branded and potentially transported for stealing a tiny amount of money from a notorious drunkard. @marieduplessis and I were discussing that he may be based on Henry Fielding who was not completely devoid of true morality, but he certainly was no saint. 

Speaking of both Lydia and Violet, the episode begins with them both being thrown in jail. Violet is to be transported, though Amelia is intervening for her, and Lydia faces the House of Correction if she fails to pay her fine. However, Mags and Nancy were accidentally present during Lydia’s sentencing and Mags declared she was a kidnapper and responsible for many rapes.....so now she and Nancy are trying to prove their accusation to send Lydia to the gallows. Lydia, meanwhile, contacts all her “friends” (I say this loosely considering the only reason she has them in her grasp is because she blackmails them with their own secrets) in the aristocracy to help get her out of her predicament. This is where Lady Isabella Fitzwilliam, as well as Lord Fallon, come in. I liked this touch as bawds often had friends in high places to bail them out. 

Violet’s storyline thus far is reminding me of Moll Flanders, though in Moll’s case, she was sent to the gallows for her petty theft. 

I LOVE Charlotte and Lady Fitz’s budding relationship. It wasn’t much in this episode, which is fine, I think Lady Fitz should remain a background character, but their conversation was cool. I think Lady Fitz likes her a lot. And I do actually think Lady Fitz is heavily based on Georgiana Cavendish, because not only is she potentially going to be sapphic, but she has major issues with gambling. 

Lady Fitz has very specific problems of her own, mostly concerning the fact her brother (her CREEPY brother, so I hope this doesn’t turn into an incest storyline) holds the purse strings on her own fortune. Also, Liv Tyler’s English accent is really good. She lives here with her husband and kids now so that probably explains it. I can hardly tell she isn’t British. 

I HATE that Mags and Will have broken up. I’m tender about break ups right now anyway, but I also feel it was a little bit....ooc for Mags to be so jealous of Harriet. Harriet and Will, of course, have no sort of romance at all but Mags seemed to believe they did which didn’t seem Very Her. She’s too confident in herself??? Of course, this was a last straw for Will; he has been maligned by Mags before. I hope they get back together. Poor little Jacob didn’t want his dad to go. 

EMILY LACEY AND CHARLIE!!!! Emily seems to want to testify against Lydia but she wants to keep it from Charlie. God, they have such a cool relationship. They just love to have fun. I thought it was hilarious, too, when they came across Lydia’s dildo in her private things. 

I love Charlotte Wells so much. I have such a strong affinity to her, especially now that she’s really going it alone. She’s so iconic. Makes me tres emosh to see her on screen, I feel like I’m being represented. 

Lucy is still around and I’m excited to see how her storyline progresses. She doesn’t feature super heavily in episode 1, though I do have to comment on two things. 1) I loved her conversation with Will, where she said “I know you didn’t fuck Harriet” and he said “Coarseness doesn’t look well on you,” which is true as I think a lot of Lucy’s bravado is a front. 2) She’s started wearing sackback dresses now which is AMAZING. Love these new fashion choices. 

MAJOR SPOILER: Lord Fallon (and the Spartans, presumably) murdered Kitty. Took her to Ranelagh Pleasure Gardens instead of taking Lucy, probably raped her (which is so sad considering what she told Lucy about how she lost her virginity in the first place), and then dumped her dead body on Mags’ doorstop for Fanny to find. I am DISGUSTED. 

“Historical advisor: Hallie Rubenhold“ DOUBT 

Episode 2

Opening the episode with Mags sewing up Kitty’s slit throat was so.....powerful. What a symbol of all the sex workers who did die and do die at the hands of clients in brutal, degrading ways.  

Fanny is so angry and I feel it. She’s even starting to see through Armitage’s façade of being nice to her but not very kind to other women. When he told her that Kitty was just another dead street girl, her lividness was palpable. I hope she gets some justice, Kitty was like a sister to her. 

Amelia helping Violet is sweet, of course, but I don’t know how I feel about her suggestion to Josiah Hunt, that Violet should work for him instead of facing slavery in the Colonies. I know Amelia means Violet to become Josiah’s maid, rather than a slave, which is infinitely better but........Don’t Trust Like That (especially since, if Violet tries to leave Hunt’s employ, she’s just gonna be sent right back to prison). Amelia means so much good though. I love her. She uses Christianity the right way.

Lydia’s out of jail, since Charlotte came to pay her fine, and she’s not impressed by Charlie and Emily’s behaviour in her house whilst she was locked up. In this scene, she calls Charlotte her true heir. I wonder how furious she’s going to be when she finds out that Charlotte is actually working to bring her down, in the same way everyone else is.

“She was guilty.....of being poor. The worst crime you can commit!” 

“There’s no evidence strong enough to condemn a white wig. And none too weak to hang a whore”

To be honest, I am loving this growing class consciousness!!!!

I hate Lord Fallon, I hate Lydia Quigley, I hate all their rich friends who love murder and kidnap and rape. I hate them all!

Nancy, poor Nancy...her anger at Kitty’s death leads her to go up against the law and in return, she faces a public whipping. I think this is one of the worst punishments, other than being tied to the pillory post, in 18th century England.

I think Lucy is suspicious of Lord Fallon, at least a little bit so I’m not sure EXACTLY why she’s trying to catch him as a keeper. Maybe she thinks his money outweighs his creepiness, especially since she sends the money he gives her as a kind of deposit to Kitty’s daughter. 

There’s a lovely scene near the end of the episode where Florence and Amelia take some soup with Mags, Fanny and Lucy at Mags’ house. Florence makes a comment about Kitty’s “ungodly gash” (meaning her slit throat) and everyone, including Florence, starts to laugh at the unplanned double entendre. Was so lovely.

So, we know Lydia is a creep and has some kind of hold over anywhere who comes under her spell but I genuinely hope Charlotte doesn’t become tied up in the web. I know she’s planning to take her down but Lydia still seems to be running rings around her.....maybe Charlotte feels wanted and needed for the first time in her life. Which I get. But Do! Not! Trust! Lydia! Quigley! 

Emily is starting up her “House of Exotics.” Harriet is her first girl, I think she’s going to have a new character, Cherry Dorrington, in there too (who is a little person). Plus, there is a new black sex worker, but I don’t know her name yet, so I reckon she will also be living there. How exciting! I hope we get a few more women who aren’t white and/or able-bodied because of this. 

For anyone wondering: here is where I watched Episode 1, and here is where I watched Episode 2. 

[ulyssesredux]

Circe

(He plodges through their sump towards the land. After him freshfound the hue and cry zigzag gallops in hot pursuit of follow my leader: 65 C, 66 C, 66 C, night watch, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, unshaven, his dull beard thrust out, just look at what happened to the piano and takes out and get less delegates than Cruz or Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all watching take place in our country. Wow, the centre of the great State of Ohio will remember that we will slaughter you. He eyes her. Between the curtains Professor Maginni inserts a leg astride and, peering, pokes Baby Boardman gently in the Daily News. Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him and his palms outspread. With a tear in his phosphorescent face. A burly rough pursues with booted strides. If it were, through the sump. Bella push the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves.)

THE CALLS: O, it is.

THE ANSWERS: I was guilty with Whelan when he slipped into the men's porter.

(Coming in from our southern border. Cries of valour. Out of her stocking.)

THE CHILDREN: Senate, goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says that Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be president. You hig, you dirty dog!

THE IDIOT: (Blushes furiously all over our children and others in the Middle East have been drawing very big and enthusiastic women also commit suicide by stabbing, drowning, drinking prussic acid, aconite, arsenic, opening their veins, refusing food, casting themselves under steamrollers, from all sides stagnant fumes.

) Hypsospadia is also marked.

THE CHILDREN: Jane Timken on her major upset victory in Florida.

THE IDIOT: (Sad end to great show How low has President Obama gone to tapp my phones during the very important decisions on the organ by Joseph Hynes, red with henna.

) 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind.

(Massive crowd, will lose! Thanks Carrier I will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a bidder's face. I called him after the election! From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving the sign and dueguard of fellowcraft. He mumbles incoherently. Bloom. Shrieks of dying. The couples fall aside. Figures wander, lurk, peer from barrel rev. Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the polls against Crooked Hillary is being rigged by the sniffing terrier. He hops. #NeverTrump is never more. The journey begins and I extend our warmest greetings to those near him and defile him. Loudly. Serious bias-big rally in New York-a disaster. It burns, the Republican Convention was great Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he says it, proclaiming the consummation of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry. I will hold a press conference today.)

CISSY CAFFREY: I was with the privates.

(In tattered mocassins with a kick. He crows derisively. She goes to the south, then closing. Melania.)

THE VIRAGO: Very strange! While Bernie has totally given up on the clay here!

CISSY CAFFREY: I with you? Don King, and the young man run up behind me.

(No way!

) -Carlos Slim, the leg of the duck.

(From the presstable, coughs and calls, her finger a ruby ring. Nakkering castanet bones in his issuing bowels with both hands are a span from his druid mouth. Wisconsin's economy is bad for American workers!)

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Smells gleefully.

) Bugger off, Harry.

PRIVATE CARR: (Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine should not interfere in our country!

) He's a whitearsed bugger.

CISSY CAFFREY: (His face lengthens, grows pale and bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face.

) Tim Kaine together.

(Leaving for Albany, New York, he invokes grace from on high with both of the economy when she says I want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies. He laughs. In triumph.)

STEPHEN: Why striking eleven? The reason is because the fundamental and the last end of Arius Heresiarchus.

(Laughs. Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with their handkerchiefs to sop it up.)

THE BAWD: (There’s never been anything like your lies.

) Streetwalking and soliciting. Fifteen. Fresh thing was never touched. Crooked Hillary said horrible things about my supporters, and must be paid back by Mexico later!

STEPHEN: (Just leaving D.C.

) Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they tears silver which occur every night.

THE BAWD: (Hoarse commands.

) Come here till I tell you. #DNC Our country is divided and our country and world is today, Crooked Hillary. If he doesn't know much especially how to get Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis.

(Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband is going on? In medieval hauberk, two wild geese volant on his head is perched an Egyptian pshent.)

EDY BOARDMAN: (Composed, regards her.

) Hai, boy! Hillary Clinton. Knife with which Voisin dismembered the wife of a wonderful and truly respected woman, Phyllis S! Love me not. Parleyvoo! I am very proud of my duty. Strangers in my house, I will beat Hillary! Hot!

STEPHEN: (Whistles call and answer.

) #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of him so he has trying to come in & out, especially for reasons of safety &.

(Bravely. Over the well of the GREAT State of Arizona, where the crowd was incredible. With two fingers he repeats once more the series of empty fifths. Prior to the table.)

LYNCH: We cannot take four more years of Barack Obama!

STEPHEN: (I am bringing back their jobs.

) The eye sees all flat.

LYNCH: Give her your blessing for me. Come!

STEPHEN: Permit, brevi manu, my sight is somewhat troubled. I will put Gennifer Flowers right alongside of him so he has done it again.

LYNCH: Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and all of the vote!

STEPHEN: Did I? By virtue of the screw. Lucifer.

LYNCH: Who taught you palmistry? If Bernie Sanders supporters are outraged, was their last choice.

STEPHEN: Raw head and bloody bones.

(The fronds and spaces of the Lockheed Martin F-35 program and cost is out of the cloud appears. This tax will make it look like I have made my decision on who I know Mark Cuban of failed Benefactor fame wants to destroy all miners, I had NOTHING to do so many jobs.)

LYNCH: Illustrate thou. Dona nobis pacem. Dedalus! Hoopla! Three wise virgins.

(Florida at noon. Iran is rapidly taking over my Twitter account to my events. Classified information. Prayers and condolences to the civil power, saying. All uncover their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters, leaping in the pillory. He performs juggler's tricks, draws him over to the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves. Bernie Sanders has been withheld in response to a big WIN in November, paving the way for many great people of Ohio were incredible. In housejacket of ripplecloth, flannel trousers, follow from fir, picking up the scent, nearer, sending on him and defile him. Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's breast with outstretched clutching arms, with the devastating floods.)

(Shakes a rattle. Reminds me of Florida is so important. We've had free—Donald J. Trump Thank you. Certain Republicans who have watched ISIS and our country-I will stop the national security briefings in that the Dems win the election. Not anymore, it is true-just like I have thousands of great reviews & will win! I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. Pandemonium. Dignam's dead and many others. Society ladies lift their skirts above their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters, leaping from windows of different storeys.)

(They wag their beards at Bloom. In alderman's gown and chain. Zoe stampede from the hearth. Silent, thoughtful, alert, feels warm and cold feetmeat.)

BLOOM: They have the dimensions of your other features, that's all. Past was is today. I never saw you.

(They grab wafers between which are wedged lumps of coral and copper snow. #Trump2016 Can you imagine if the winner of the tooraloom lane. The two whores rush to the ground in the African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! Wow, Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help. From the suttee pyre the flame of gum camphire ascends. Nods.)

BLOOM: Dr Bloom, ye devils! Thank you to say it, they knew it was revealed that head of HUD.

(It is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. Frowns. Bloom half rises.)

BLOOM: Moll … We … Still … I … A great day, especially with previously well uplifted white sateen coatpans. And this food? Woman, it's breaking me!

(We are going to The Army-Navy Game was fantastic!)

BLOOM: Disgraceful! Try truffles at Andrews. A bit sprung. Doesn't work, energy and money. Like women they like rencontres. I simply state what he let drop. My spine's a bit of wire and an old rag of velveteen, and Crooked Hillary should be fun!

(With all of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.

) Run over by tram. The demon possessed me.

(Breaks loose.

) Lady Bloom accepts no presents. Too bad, but Bernie Sanders, who is totally rigged. Cui bono? Halcyon days.

(The retriever approaches sniffing, follows Zoe into the great people! About noon. I will be leaving my great supporters, because Putin likes me Watched Crooked Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and the U.S.A.G. was not at all for your support!)

THE URCHINS: If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the FBI not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary because nobody views him as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads are not happy that he will be carried live at 12:15 P.M.

(Bravely.

)

THE BELLS: Ak!

BLOOM: (Interesting how the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars of military equipment but I should have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill, VP Word is that he stood for.

) Yes.

(#ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is a joke! Another horrific attack, is now out for review and negotiation. To Bloom She gives him the glad eye. So many great people!)

THE GONG: Always support kids!

(Squeezes his arm. He places his heel on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose thickens. Lynch tosses a cigarette from the Koran. Thank you to all of the Trump University civil case, Gonzalo Curiel, who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, dyers and cleaners, export bottlers, fellmongers, ticketwriters, heraldic seal engravers, horse repository hands, caper round him.)

THE MOTORMAN: Sad!

BLOOM: (Baraabum! Bloom.

) It has been so warm. Father is a fact, that terror groups are beyond happy with them! Melania and I will always hail, ever conceal, never asked him about his brave service in Vietnam when he said for years-why didn't they fix it? I ever heard or read or knew or came across … Coincidence too. Busy day planned-but I should have easily won the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take care of our great journey for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift. We are not looking good!

(See her dumb tweet when a woman stands up in America.

) After so many jobs we can never forgive you for fifty years, trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games. Serpents too are gluttons for woman's milk. On fire, on fire! Just watched the Inauguration, 11 million more than they do the typical political thing and BLAME. So may the Creator deal with me. As to the great coach, Bobby Knight who last night about a temporary ban, which is to say he brought the food. Mobile, Alabama today at 3:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. today, wants it all came together in the Trump Admin. High School play Vice Versa. Scam! Simon Dedalus' son. Apologize? She's game. 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the amazing first responders. Electors of Arran Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline in Gibraltar? Still, he's the best of that lot. It is a signpost planted by the Dems. Even if I don't answer for what you like she did it on the double event? Up the fundament. I suppose.

(Call it what it is in-THANK YOU FLORIDA!

) Phony politicians! It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get herself rich! The greeneyed monster. Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago we overcame the hereditary enemy at Ladysmith. Fish and taters. Shitbroleeth.

(In lowcorsaged opal balldress and elbowlength ivory gloves, wearing a sabletrimmed brickquilted dolman, a changeling, kidnapped, dressed in an archway a standing woman, Phyllis S! Great Again! The Clintons spend millions on negative and phony ads, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio, and so seriously to try to belittle-totally out of self respect.)

BLOOM: Rigged system!

THE FIGURE: (My son, saved from Liffey slime with Banbury cakes in their handling of very bad and dangerous people may be the winner of the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom.

) How's your middle leg? Good breath.

BLOOM: Things are looking good and doing very well in Michigan and Ohio was mine! Can't. When we were hard up I washed them to save the laundry bill. He'll lose that cash.

(Lamentations.

) Steel wine is said to cure snoring.

(Out of her mouth. Flashing white Kaffir eyes and tusks they rattle through a breakdown in clumsy clogs, twinging, singing in discord. Get ready for a false badge of the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the House Intelligence Committee looking into the purple waiting waters. Thank you for all to end!)

BLOOM: Can give best references.

(Yawns, then murmurs thickly with prolonged vowels.

)

BLOOM: People first. Something poisonous I ate. Mnemo? Just won a big success. Thank you, Chris. Weep not for me now before worse happens. If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the Republican nominee Thank you for your president? There's not sixpenceworth of damage done.

(Babes and sucklings are held up. Baraabum!)

BLOOM: I would like to have now concluded.

(Under it lies the womancity nude, white, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the Presidency. Lynch and Kitty still point right. Jacky Caffrey clasps to climb. The peers do homage, one by one, steal to the pianola coffin.)

BLOOM: Splendid! Stephen! The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great! It would be catastrophic for the night or collision.

(Humbly kisses her. I will win, all marked in red soutane, sandals and socks. Her judgement has been an interesting 24 hours! From the thicket. 2nd man arrested in LA with rifles near Gay parade. The navvy, swaying his hat from the sea, rising to her soft moist meaty palm which she surrenders gently Tenderly, as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their notebooks.)

RUDOLPH: Have you no soul? Cut your hand open. I told you not my dear son Leopold, the grandson of Leopold?

BLOOM: (Numerous patriots will be caught!

) To be a true black knot.

RUDOLPH: Lockjaw. Have you no soul?

(Over Stephen's shoulder.

) Nice spectacles for your poor mother! They make you kaputt, Leopoldleben.

BLOOM: (Sweetly, hoarsely, in judicial garb of grey trousers, heelless slippers, unshaven, his fingers impatiently He runs to the nose, a massive military complex in the morning.

) The friend of man. A big day planned in New York! Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary, NOTHING.

RUDOLPH: (Thank you to all, including healthcare.

) Once! Very exciting!

BLOOM: (We will win, all in a chessboard tabard, the woman, her hand, a very bad and destructive track record.

) He could have happened! All talk, no.

RUDOLPH: They make you kaputt, Leopoldleben. What you call them running chaps? The dishonest media refuses to show or discuss them. What you call them running chaps? What you call them running chaps? Instead of working to fix America's problems.

BLOOM: (Halcyon days, high school boys in blue and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Donald Turnbull, Master Abraham Chatterton, Master Abraham Chatterton, Master Owen Goldberg, Master Abraham Chatterton, Master Donald Turnbull, Master Donald Turnbull, Master Owen Goldberg, Master Jack Meredith, Master Percy Apjohn, stand in the last two weeks before the and knew they were they'd walk me off the face of the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their handkerchiefs to sop it up.

) If you give me a hand a second, sergeant. And Molly was eating a sandwich of spiced beef out of bed and will only get higher. Ho!

RUDOLPH: (She is spending a fortune for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to convince prople that his problems with The Apprentice except for the swearing in.

) Second halfcrown waste money today. #MAGA Just leaving Akron, Ohio.

BLOOM: I just see a car?

ELLEN BLOOM: (My Girl's a Yorkshire relish for … She claps her hands slowly, loud dark iron.

) Woman's reason. Hajajaja.

(Produces from his hands cheerfully. Company to stay in Scotland.

) Eh?

(Shrinks back and feels the silent lechers. Smirking.)

A VOICE: (Heels together, bows He fixes the manhole with a resolute stare.

) Barang!

BLOOM: Very exciting news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C.

(Little Marco, his haggard bony bearded face peering through the throng, leaps on his wand.

) Still … I was just given the jinx-a-Lago for our great journey to the White House, as though to grant the last tram.

(Hands Bella a coin. Eagerly. Congrats to the front. Ruthlessly. A true General's General! He searches his pockets vaguely.)

BLOOM: What railway opera is like Occupy Wall Street endorsing Goldman Sachs.

MARION: Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long? O Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the mud!

(She was forced to go BLANK themselves-was about China, Russia, or from one Administration to another state.

) Ti trema un poco il cuore?

BLOOM: (Per vias rectas!

) Must take up Sandow's exercises again. Spend more time doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the government originally thought, but fortunately they are very happy!

(Grimacing with head back, loudly. Wireless intercontinental and interplanetary transmitters are set for reception of message. Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. He corantos by. His time will come together and be proud! Factory lasses with fancy clothes. On a step a gnome totting among a rubbishtip crouches to shoulder a sack of rags and bones. The face of Sweny, the rustle of her chinmole glittering. In fishingcap and oilskin jacket.)

MARION: Nebrakada! Nebrakada!

(His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes of nought. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she puts the potato greedily into a dark stalestunk corner. He indicates vaguely Lynch and the Dems win the Presidency, we were just projected to be president.)

BLOOM: I'll lay you what you like my 5 victories on Tuesday!

MARION: Let him look, the pishogue!

(Tom Rochford, winner, in a lace petticoat and reversed chasuble, his breast a severed female head, murmurs He plucks his lutestrings.

) I'm in my pelt. So you notice some change? Go and see life.

BLOOM: Thank you to Eli Lake of The Bloomberg View-The FAKE NEWS tell you verily it is in and guess what-we will build the wall! #MAGA The State of Louisiana, for this right royal welcome to green Erin, the other. So terrible that Crooked Hillary said that I drove him into oblivion!

(This is a world of the Glens against The Glens of The O'Donoghue of the land breeze.

) O, I never saw you. My subjects!

(Mock his heritage and much more crime, poor leadership skills and a grey billycock hat. Prolonged applause. Mumbles.)

THE SOAP: My body. He tore his coat. One immediately observes that he stood for CLASSIFIED.

(Covers her face with her dancecard fallen beside her moonblue satin slipper, curves her palm softly, with the great State of Arizona, where the world, Rex Tillerson, the curtana. #VoteTrump today!)

SWENY: Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

BLOOM: All insanity. Nightdress was never a fan of Colin Powell after his death … Look …. Lapses are condoned. Since November 8th!

MARION: (A disgraceful decision!

) I'll write to a powerful prostitute or Bartholomona, the bearded woman, to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt.

BLOOM: #Trump2016 Heading to Pennsylvania for a win!

MARION: Only my new hat and a carriage sponge.

(Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom is hastily removed in the distance. Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder.)

BLOOM: By striking him dead with a hatchet. I have raised for the Super Delegates.

(Bloom with his bicycle pump. The media and the Russians? Crooked Hillary Clinton even got the questions to a gaslamp and, taking out a banknote by its corner, watching He hums cheerfully He catches sight of the least productive U.S.)

THE BAWD: The courts are making the announcement of my stay in the flash houses. Fallopian tube. You won't get a virgin in the flash houses. The red's as good as the green.

(I say NO WAY! Low, secretly, ever more rapidly. Stephen.)

BRIDIE: Ahhkkk! You think the voters Biggest story in politics than Bill Clinton.

(Hillary will never change. Bloom is hastily removed in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and raven hair. Violently. So sad! Incompetent Hillary, I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story.)

THE BAWD: (The United Nations has such great potential but right now it is not as divided as people think our country coming to when a judge would put our country want borders, and so much of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the other a cold snivelling muzzle against his cheek.

) Fifteen. All prick and no pence. Trinity medicals. Streetwalking and soliciting. I tell you.

(All wheel whirl waltz twirl. A choir of virgins and confessors sing voicelessly. Draws his truncheon.)

GERTY: Three pounds twelve you got, two notes, one hundred and one.

(Round Rabaiotti's halted ice gondola stunted men and women that gave their lives for us yet?

) Recant! Do you know him?

BLOOM: Third time is the future. Memory! Empress! O crinkly!

THE BAWD: The red's as good as the green. And better. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no interruptions. You won't get a virgin in the flash houses.

GERTY: (At a comer two night watch in shouldercapes, their drugged heads swaying to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails.

) Today there were terror attacks in Turkey.

(They totally distort so many people in the history of our country from certain areas, while our people and the Dems were never going to Indiana tomorrow in order to elect Crooked Hillary called it and never let you down!

) Grhahute! Can I help?

(Totally biased, not the way our democracy. Ttriumphaliter. Among many other things, we will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country to potential terrorists and others stated that I want America First-so time to renegotiate, and lost.)

MRS BREEN: I was!

BLOOM: (With a voice of waves With a cry of pain, his ears cocked.

) I fell out of Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket.

MRS BREEN: London's teapot and I'm simply teapot all over me! Scamp! Have you a little present for me there? I see Molly!

BLOOM: (Laughs.

) People in our country and world is a natural phenomenon. Fine! Come on, boys! London? Train with engine behind. I win an election that everyone thought they were playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? I am. Of course it was frosty and the plain ten commandments. You have a most particular reason. I will sign the first thing in the pound. I am being made a mistake here, & start meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Eh? Just another case of BAD JUDGEMENT! Isn't that history? K I would only campaign in the entire U.S.

MRS BREEN: (Governor of California and even worse TPP approved.

) Tremendously teapot! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Let's.

(He looks up.

) Voglio e non.

BLOOM: (A large moist stain appears on the sofa to the pianola.

) So womanly, full. You're looking splendid. But the first thing in the absentminded war under general Gough in the history of the thugs. Yes, ma'am? A few pastilles of aconite. This is midsummer madness, some ghastly joke again. Innocence. Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis. If Mayor can't do it he must ask for Federal help!

(Bloom holds up a fit policeman He whispers. The #MarchForLife is so bad that such a thing could have stated his response more accurately, but we let political hacks negotiate our deals. Against steelworkers and miners. In the course of its breeches. Our law enforcement professionals of our life than it is sad!)

TOM AND SAM: Were deleted by Crooked Hillary said, Hillary & the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Turnberry. A former Secret Service detail?

(The figure of John F. Taylor. Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Breen, Theodore Purefoy, the Stock Market has posted $3.)

BLOOM: (He is pelted with gravel, cabbagestumps, biscuitboxes, eggs, potatoes, dead codfish, woman's slipperslappers.

) But you must never tell. Lord knows where they are gone.

MRS BREEN: (#Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more easily The debates, and China on trade, and e-mails.

) Glory Alice, you ruck! I know somebody won't like that.

BLOOM: If Mexico is unwilling to pay for the families of the earth, known the world. Still, of course. Chicago-and fair elections.

(The horse neighs.

) When we were hard up I washed them to meet with the U.K.

MRS BREEN: You ought to see yourself! Tell us, there's a dear.

(I worked hard with anger and cupidity, points a mailed hand against the Washington insiders, just like her email lies and fabrications!

) Naughty cruel I was! The left hand nearest the heart.

BLOOM: (I am the ONLY candidate who is self-righteous hypocrites.

) So naive! Crooked Hillary has once again by law to do with the two police officers up 78% this year and Dems are trying to belittle-totally out of this? All now? My old dad too was a J.P.

MRS BREEN: Tell us, there's a dear. Have you a little present for me there?

BLOOM: (Sorry, people want border security instead of golfing.

) Steel wine is said to cure snoring.

MRS BREEN: I am bringing back to our democracy. Wow, just the beginning.

BLOOM: (He wears dark velvet hose and silverbuckled pumps.

) Heavier, I give you … I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say the rigged system and bring back our wealth-and make everyone less safe.

MRS BREEN: (A, build the wall can be built more quickly.

) Wisconsin recount. Leopardstown.

(For Growth tried to extort $1,000 jobs added.

) The answer is a lemon. O just wait till I see Molly! You were the lion of the jobs I am going to tear it up.

BLOOM: (She is ill-fit with bad judgment.

) The poor man starves while they were playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? See her dumb tweet when a failed president but he choked like a polecat.

(Mary.

) Steel wine is said to cure snoring.

MRS BREEN: (Both salute with fierce hostility.

) Kaine on 60 Minutes. Under the mistletoe. The left hand nearest the heart. High jinks below stairs.

BLOOM: And then the heat. Play cricket.

(Corny Kelleher who is self-funding.

) Incautiously I took your part when you were of good stock by your accent. Disorderly houses.

(This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but in the W.H. Thank you to NC for last evenings great reception.

) When we were hard up I washed them to come back.

(Same as last time w/Paul Ryan, a smoking buttered split scone in his cloven hoof, then smiles, preoccupied. Sings. With exaggerated politeness He indicates vaguely Lynch and the many great people of Cuba have struggled too long.)

ALF BERGAN: (Violent crime is reaching record levels.

) For bladder trouble?

MRS BREEN: (Feeling his occiput dubiously with the halo of Joking Jesus, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his face so as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Byron, Wat Tyler, Moses Herzog, Michael Davitt against Isaac Butt, Justin M'Carthy against Parnell, the baby.

) Have you a little present for me there?

(Factory lasses with fancy clothes.

) Love's old sweet song. You wanted to.

BLOOM: (Imperiously.

) Even the dishonest and disgusting media. Thank you!

MRS BREEN: (A lot of wedding emails.

) I will terminate deal. You're scalding! We only want to run for Pres. I am not trying to dismiss the new auto plants coming back into our country, in order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: (My wife, Melania.

) When will I hear the joke? The Electoral College in that there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. My old chief Joe Cuffe. My old dad too was a regular barometer from it. It runs in our country? I'll miss him. Acid. nit. hydrochlor. dil., 20 minims; Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims. False reporting, and I was just going home by Gardiner street when I am very disagreeable. Might have lost my way home ….

(Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in his waistcoat opening, declaims. Major story that he is a total Clinton flunky! Masculinely.)

RICHIE: Eh?

(Offended. She has a nasty mouth.)

PAT: (Interesting that certain Middle-East have been allowed.

) We will, perhaps greater than ever before. Ah! Weda seca whokilla farst. I'm near it myself.

RICHIE: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The accused will now administer open air justice.

(The fronds and spaces of the royal Dublin Fusiliers, the master of horse, Lincoln's Inn bencher and ancient and honourable artillery company of Massachusetts found out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower just before the victory. He places a ruby ring on her whores. Catches sight of the large rallies, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us the win.)

RICHIE: (He ducks and wards off a blow.

) I let him larrup it into me for tweeting at three o'clock in the furze. The pity of it! I have it.

BLOOM: (A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his assegai, striding through a breakdown in clumsy clogs, twinging, singing, back, loudly.

) The dishonest media thinks great! Searchlight. Yes. The media has not held a rally at the steps of The Bloomberg View-The FAKE NEWS media refuses to write about it. On fire, on the campaign and finish #1, so incredibly impossibly small, of Clyde Road ladies.

MRS BREEN: You were always a favourite with the ladies.

BLOOM: Was there to support son Clinton is not Native American in order to elect Crooked Hillary Clinton, who never had the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Texas! The Providential. You know me, about not allowing people on the various joys we each enjoy. The door and window open at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second according to the U.S. came along and gave it a festivity.

MRS BREEN: (The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen.

) Hnhn.

BLOOM: No wonder companies flee country! Look what's happening!

MRS BREEN: Many of his supporters.

(Fanning appears, dragging a lorry on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond. At least 67 dead, 400 injured. Lynch with his wand she settles them down quickly. I said or believe but have no country.)

THE BAWD: Politics!

BLOOM: (Democrat Governor.

) University of life.

MRS BREEN: (Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and a failed spy afraid of being sued Totally made up lies!

) Voglio e non.

BLOOM: Big increase in refugees, is more proof that she would go to D.C. to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pensacola, Florida! Doing my best to disregard the many wonderful things that I … No girl would when I win-I would NEVER mock disabled.

MRS BREEN: The dear dead days beyond recall. I will beat the Dems was so big that they ever endorsed a presidential candidate Mitt Romney, the cat! Such bad judgement.

BLOOM: Thank you, though.

MRS BREEN: (Suffered untold misery.

) I see Molly!

BLOOM: (Crazy Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary Clinton should have gone to tapp my phones in October, just can't close the deal with the halo of Joking Jesus, a bowieknife between his teeth.

) Deploying to the ratings machine, DJT. The stye I dislike. This searching ordeal.

MRS BREEN: Don't tell me!

BLOOM: It's a way we gallants have in the spring. The DJT Foundation, raised or recieved millions more, I saw.

MRS BREEN: (Produces handcuffs.

) I see Molly!

(Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder. A wonderful experience, and now she says I want wages to go to Louisiana, and deftly claps sideways on his brow Hoarsely. Shouts. Turns to the sky, his haggard bony bearded face peering through the crowd at the ready. Stay on message is the future of U.S. business, Cabinet picks and all others in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white and blue under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with supple warmth. Nods rapidly.)

THE GAFFER: (Before him Father Conroy and the featureless face of a waterfall is heard.

) He didn't know what to do about my rates and taxes?

THE LOITERERS: (Writes on the smokepalled altarstone.

) Mahar shalal hashbaz.

(He opens it and Bloom gaze in the act, it is very simple, I don't think so! Corny Kelleher replies with a paper of yewfronds and clear glades. Murmurs.)

BLOOM: In my eyes read that slumber which women love. We have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON. Silk, mistress. This doesn't happen if I'm president! If you want or Brophy, the splendour of night. In darkest Stepaside.

THE LOITERERS: Hanging Harry, your Majesty, the ashplant? He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the sacred ends of nature. Place is going on in Chicago and our inner cities have been playing the United States cannot continue to push.

(Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the master of horse, riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winningpost, his head. A big day for healthcare. Unportalling.)

THE WHORES: Wait, my love, and e-mail scandal! Great evening in San Diego, I have been left behind and she will dream of you. Pooah! It would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting.

(The joint statement of former presidential candidates John McCain begged for my press conference in Trump Tower today. Laughing. Bella from within the FBI and to constantly be on the fantastic job, when at long last in sight of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points an elongated finger at Bloom and Zoe stampede from the sofa, chants with a shrug of oriental obeisance salutes the court, pointing one thumb heavenward. Staggering past.)

THE NAVVY: (Raises the royal Dublin Fusiliers, the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all free people's, and Mexico at the voting booths in Texas Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare.

) One on the wing, on you?

THE SHEBEENKEEPER: A good night's work. Maybe not! Will be going to win the Saint Leger.

THE NAVVY: (Signor Maffei, passionpale, in Irish National Forester's uniform, doffs his plumed hat.

) Hurray!

PRIVATE CARR: (Totally made up lies!

) I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ!

PRIVATE COMPTON: (WIN!

) The debates, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016.

PRIVATE CARR: (Laughs.

) He's my pal. Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU! Was he insulting you?

THE NAVVY: (Blushes furiously all over T.V. doing the same thing!

)

(He laughs loudly. Sobbing behind her like I did in the hole, bottles of Jeyes' Fluid, purchase stamps, 40 days' indulgences, spurious coins, dairyfed pork sausages, theatre passes, season tickets available for all the Bernie people will fight. Gazes, unseeing, into the gaping belly of the soapsun.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Eh, Harry, give him a kick in the eye. We were with this lady.

PRIVATE CARR: You ask for Carr. He aint half balmy. I love old Bennett.

THE NAVVY: (Bella from within the FBI and DOJ!

) Plagiarist! Plagiarist!

(Tapping. Big increase in traffic into our country, is also one of the crown and anchor players, thimbleriggers, broadsmen. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is now.)

BLOOM: I who lost his way long ago. Mixed races and mixed marriage mingling of our sovereign. By striking him dead with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to Time Magazine, Drudge etc. I want new plants to be incredible. While Hillary said that I drove him into oblivion! She turned out a collection of prize stories of which I received some days ago, just came out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary Clinton! From Gibraltar by long sea long ago. He said nothing. General John Allen, who shut down roads/doors during my term s in office fighting terror for 20 years-why was DNC so careless? Cult of the Brussels attack, this time of life. Second drink does it. In my speech at the Democratic Convention! No more patriotism of barspongers and dropsical impostors. Hillary, NOTHING. The change of name. He doesn't know what he's saying. Circumstances alter cases. Honoured by our monarch. In death. Walls have ears. Monsters! Pig's feet. All tales of circus life are highly demoralising. Look forward to debating Crooked Hillary Clinton has zero imagination and even, those who want to stop bad trade deals, broken borders, police and law and order. Many of Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Party can come into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries. One must be able to lead normal lives and to the river. Yes. All our habits. Bad or sick guy!

(Her sleeve filling from his breast in a landslide every poll, it is almost unanimous, I want guns brought into the top ledge by his rapier, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. The police and law enforcement! The media wants me to meet with the music, temptations. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

(Harshly, his lordship the lord great chamberlain, the Cuban people, the Westland Row postmistress, C.P. M'Coy, friend of Lyons, Hoppy Holohan, maninthestreet, othermaninthestreet, Footballboots, pugnosed, on behalf of little Marco Rubio. Love Utah-fantastic crowd with his poker lifts boldly a side of her oakframe a nymph with hair unbound, lightly clad in teabrown artcolours, descends from her garters up her pettigown and folding a half sovereign into the musicroom.

))

THE WREATHS: He is living in a negative light. Ho!

BLOOM: I can easily …. U.p: up. From Gibraltar by long sea long ago. Obstruction by Democrats! The Republican National Convention were very good man, without a stain on my character. I following him for? I suppose so, father.

(With raucous humour.

) Heel easily catch in track or bootlace in a few … Night. Short cut home here. Bopeep! I not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton, I am going to instruct my AG to get African-American community are doing so! States left to go BLANK themselves-was very rude last night in San Diego to raise money for children with cancer because of the highest … Queens of Dublin society. An Obama pick. Aurora borealis or a steel foundry? Unbelievable evening. Weep not for me as a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in rebuilding Turnberry, and then. Great State of Arizona. Read mine. What do you do get your Waterloo sometimes. Sound familiar!

(Nudges the second watch He lilts, wagging his tail.

) Shoe trick. Can give best references. The terrorist who wants to destroy our country needs change!

(Bloombella Kittylynch Florryzoe jujuby women. Mumbles.

) O shivery! Ready to lead on border security instead of golfing. I run? People believe CNN these days almost as little as they recline in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is in this snuffbox? Only the chimney's broken. Saloon motor hearses. This is a choice between Americanism and her other fraudulent activity.

(Bloom, raising a policeman's whitegloved hand, appears in the slot. Hillary Clinton. Thinking of victims, and strikes him in slow woodland pattern around the treestems, cooeeing In the gap of her horsed foot. With sudden fervour. Look what is happening!)

THE WATCH: Stage Irishman! Place looks beautiful! Ware Sitting Bull! Sweets of sin.

(Embracing Kitty on the halltable the spaniel eyes of a huge rooster hatching in a clearing of the horrible events of yesterday. Many of his trainbearers.)

FIRST WATCH: Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as we wait for what should be ashamed of herself! It is not a change agent, just announced that he had major lie, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him?

BLOOM: (Is Supreme Court pick on Thursday to make it strong and doing a great guy who openly can't stand him and slowly.

) All this I promise to do with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the jury, let me explain.

(Tapping. Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes.)

THE GULLS: For the Caliph.

BLOOM: Even though I have moved in the world over. Electors of Arran Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline in Gibraltar?

(Bill Clinton. Honored to say that if the election. Desperately Breathlessly Overcome with emotion, brushes aside a tear in his flat skullneck and yelps over the top of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket.)

BOB DORAN: A thing of beauty, don't you know him? Very exciting! Crooked Hillary will sell many air conditioners!

(Laughs mockingly. Familiarly Suspiciously. The rams' horns sound for silence.)

SECOND WATCH: Hello, seventyseven eightfour.

BLOOM: (He cries.

) The woman is inebriated. Molly won seven shillings on a winning mission according to the people who did the night of the dear gazelle but it would have their own thoughts, not being honored and almost dead. I spent Friday campaigning with John Kennedy, of Clyde Road ladies. I will be there, Virag, you! The White House.

(Congress to my surprise, and to the future, Donald—he's a champion. A.T.O. is obsolete and must be changed to additionally focus on the budget, out to Crooked Hillary Clinton except for fact that I can focus full time on fixing and helping his district, which is in.)

SIGNOR MAFFEI: (A.T.O. is obsolete and disproportionately too expensive and MUCH better healthcare.

) A redhot crowbar and some liniment rubbing on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the thinking hyena. A redhot crowbar and some liniment rubbing on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the thinking hyena. I possess the Indian sign. Lash under the belly with a knotted thong. Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly respected by all.

(As I have never liked the media and establishment want me out of the royal standard.

) Let's keep it going. It was I broke in the lives of ALL Americans.

(The chryselephantine papal standard rises high, surrounded by pennons of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his megaphone.

) Hillary after the election despite all of the many problems of our great movement is verified, and the worst instincts in our politics … and is only getting worse.

FIRST WATCH: Did something happen? O a lot!

BLOOM: Thank you very much forward to a man misunderstood. That's the music of the future.

(Thank you to Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth about her heritage being Native American.

) The people of Ohio know that old joke, rose of Castile. Fell and cut it twentytwo years ago. I should not have parted with my nails? By heaven, I will study this dumb deal-dead on arrival! Him makee velly muchee fine night. Long in the last thing at night would benefit your complexion. She seems sad.

FIRST WATCH: Liar!

(Big crowds. A wide yellow cummerbund girdles her.)

BLOOM: (His spindlelegs and sparrow feet are those of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia.

) Hillary was duped and used by me. Insolent driver. So much for a major business while I campaign and finish #1, so incredibly impossibly small, of course, you understand.

FIRST WATCH: (Squinting in mock pride She stretches up to the worst president in what looks like a phantom past the whores reply to.

) Henry Flower. There should be EASY D! He is a marked man.

SECOND WATCH: Great Concert at 4:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in the history of our country and with many states left to go to D.C.? Where's the great State of Louisiana and get out and vote!

BLOOM: (Lyin’ Ted Cruz.

) Thank you, a poet. Always trying to wash away her bad judgement!

(No new deals will be back home-make great deals!

) Liar! You call it a festivity. You hit him without provocation. So dishonest!

(Signor Maffei, passionpale, in girlish blue, waspwaisted, with hands descending to, touching, rising from marshlands, swooping from eyries, hover screaming, gannets, cormorants, vultures, goshawks, climbing woodcocks, peregrines, merlins, blackgrouse, sea eagles, gulls, albatrosses, barnacle geese.

) If you want a scandal. Weep not for me now. A raw onion the last favours, most especially with divaricated thighs, as though to grant the last favours, most especially with divaricated thighs, as physique, in Sandycove, I give you Ireland, home and beauty.

(Holding up four thick bluntungulated fingers, imparts the Easter kiss and doubleshuffles off comically, swaying his hat from the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to the bosses take your vote in the doorway.

) Crime is out of the beast. But he's a Trinity student. I ought to report him.

(Slowly, note by note, oriental music is played.

) I have a most distinguished commander, a total secret. So much for M'Intosh!

(Hillary's policies that have possessed her.

) I tiptouch it with millions of votes. Crooked Hillary and Obama, the pluckiest lads and the whole country. If I had NOTHING to do with story!

(Turns to the terrible #Brussels tragedy. Offhandedly.)

THE DARK MERCURY: You met with poor old Ireland and how does she stand? I am President.

MARTHA: (Very nice!

) Peace, perfect peace. Bulbul! … Shema Israel Adonai Elohenu Adonai Echad. He has the forehead of a compatriot and hid remains in a free henroost.

FIRST WATCH: (Going now to Texas.

) Profession or trade.

BLOOM: (Saluting together They move off with slow heavy tread.

) Close shave that but cured the stitch. It wasn't her weight. Great State of Ohio were incredible! This is yours. He doesn't know what you're hinting at now! Vaseline, sir. Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris. Your classic curves, beautiful immortal, I believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton's 33,000 that I want guns brought into the U.S. Black.

MARTHA: (Pours a cruse of hairoil over Bloom's head.

) Was then she him you us since knew? But, O Papli, how old you've grown! Hello. Cheerio, boys!

BLOOM: (Melania, will fix it!

) She often said she'd like to have a judge can halt a Homeland Security to check for dishonest early voting in FL. Can't always save you, though she had one!

(When will we will take place today at 3:00 A.M. for the past week.

) New Mexico, to buy because it was hacked?

SECOND WATCH: (Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes.

) What am I to do with Trump.

BLOOM: The act of low scoundrels. I following him for? Nice mixup. Three times ten. The threat from radical Islamic terrorism is very real, just like our government! Vanilla calms or? Something poisonous I ate. If I make a deal.

FIRST WATCH: Come.

BLOOM: (Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who will have a great honor.

) Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question of time Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren, who may be, but also at many polling places-SAD Election is being reported by virtually everyone, children perhaps excepted. If you want a little more than the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take in as our new Secretary of Defense, was killed in Washington State by a man I don't believe sources said by the dishonest and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the words radical Islamic terrorist has just blown up. By heaven, I read.

A VOICE: Mulligan meets the afflicted mother. Will the world without yet another terrorist attack. I have it.

BLOOM: (Fantastic people!

) The touch of a lamb's tail. Mnemo? If there is an entirely new departure. Big blaze.

(An elbow resting in a greasy bib, men's grey and old.

) Good fellow! Shitbroleeth.

FIRST WATCH: Infernal machine with a time fuse.

BLOOM: Do not worry, we are having this time of year. O daughters of Erin. Special recipe. Halcyon days.

(Holds up her flesh. Gloomily. Handing her coins. Stephen looks at it He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.)

MYLES CRAWFORD: (Bernie Sanders has been there for 30 years in not getting the endorsement.

) So many false and fictitious report that on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement officers! Sweets of Sin, pray for us. Tell him from me. Ware Sitting Bull! I have other plans. My mother's sister married a Montmorency. Why wasn't this brought up before election day. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(Shuddering, shrinking quickly to the halldoor. The prelude ceases. Obdurately.)

BEAUFOY: (Congratulations to my children on December 15 to discuss the fact that the election are doing well but there is no answer.

) No, you rotter! This election is absolutely being rigged by the hallmark of the man! I want to fix America's problems. Why, look at the man's private life! It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the beast. You low cad! Get smart! It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the age! My literary agent Mr J.B. Pinker is in attendance.

BLOOM: (Points He laughs, shaking his head cocked.

) Slan leath.

BEAUFOY: (Laughs derisively.

) We are considerably out of pocket over this bally pressman johnny, this jackdaw of Rheims, who has not even been to a university. I don't think you need over excessively disincommodate yourself in that regard. We will never forget! For many years. Not by a long shot if I know it. So terrible that Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren as her running mate.

BLOOM: (Big announcement by Ford today.

) Lotty Clarke, flaxenhaired, I suppose so, father. NOT!

BEAUFOY: (A sorry state!

) The Beaufoy books of love and great possessions, with which your lordship is doubtless familiar, are a household word throughout the kingdom.

(Lipoti Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through a coalhole, his jowl set, stares at the head of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the system is rigged!

) Many people are saying that I want America First-so why isn't the media term 'mass deportation'—get out for same reason.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

:

(He smiles uneasily. The lights change, glow, fide gold rosy violet.)

BLOOM: (Explodes in laughter.

) The greeneyed monster.

BEAUFOY: #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will not take the oil, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective. She is not fit to be mentioned in mixed society!

(A part of my voters.

) We are considerably out of pocket over this bally pressman johnny, this jackdaw of Rheims, who has not even been to a university. We are considerably out of the U.S., and so many mistakes, Crooked Hillary knew the fix was in, big news-I have been thankful for the Cuban people, or Podesta Russian Company. Street angel and house devil. I don't see it that's all. Heading now to Texas.

BLOOM: (Two cyclists, with dignity.

) In my eyes read that slumber which women love.

FIRST WATCH: Regiment. Call the woman Driscoll.

THE CRIER: Mahak makar a bak.

(The midnight sun is darkened. He would have won even more expensive. Loftily She arches her body in lascivious crispation, placing her forefinger giving to his back.)

SECOND WATCH: Stag that one is! She is right, our sister.

MARY DRISCOLL: (A form sprawled against a wing of his coat with broad rollicking humour: O, won't we have no border, we will strengthen up voting procedures!

) The constant interruptions last night. He held me and I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I was discoloured in four places as a result. Just more very dishonest to supporters to do.

FIRST WATCH: Name and address.

MARY DRISCOLL: I'm not a bad one.

BLOOM: (Yes, Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Michigan was just given the jinx-a-Lago.

) Trained by kindness. Mamma! My willpower! No, no ideas, no more young. Bernie voters who want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

MARY DRISCOLL: (Shrinks.

) John Kasich is ZERO for 22.

FIRST WATCH: Just leaving Virginia-dealing with Trump. Come.

MARY DRISCOLL: I'm not a bad one. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary said loudly, and he remarked: keep it quiet. My hit was on tape?

BLOOM: Bad luck.

MARY DRISCOLL: (Thanks you for your support!

) Beat Crooked H wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. Terrible!

(Is it legal for a small fraction of that work, and all others laughing! Senators, has been true.)

GEORGE FOTTRELL: (Thinking of victims, and maybe her Native American heritage are on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and they like Trump on trade, but some bloody savage, to Bloom.

) Listen. Cough it up, man.

(Produces from his left side, sighing, doubling himself together. Is President Obama just had her 47% moment. A yoke of buckets leopards all over him and then we continue to make it look like I did not give him the glad eye. Michael cardinal Logue, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, the children run aside. Behind his back for her supper, things to tell her, excuse, desire, spellbound. He thumps the parapet.)

(Things are looking good! Guffaws He guffaws again. The only quote that matters is a general news conference, but fortunately they are very smart and vigilant? Accompanied by two giants.)

LONGHAND AND SHORTHAND: (JUMPS UP.

) My painful duty has now been done.

PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (My prayers and condolences to all of you in all debates After the way I beat Hillary.

) For the honour of God! She kicked the bucket.

(All talk, talk and have a good thing, not mine! Laughs loudly. Don't believe the people to start World War III. After two days! Clasps his head. Crooked Hillary has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has NO path to victory, she's out! Get out and vote! Then in last switchback lumbering up and Bernie is exhausted, just announced plans to destroy Bernie Sanders have been lapses of an engine cab of the ocean. He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's ear. He frowns. Thank you to Time Magazine, Drudge etc. Other than a small fraction of that and VP cold. The kisses, winging from the arms of her striped blay petticoat. In his left eye flashes bloodshot. Look forward to debating Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning. Bloom's haunches Loudly. With sinews semiflexed. His green eye flashes bloodshot. From inside the leather headband of Bloom's hat.)

(A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins surges forward Screaming. Their bodies plunge. He winks at his lips.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (A choir of virgins and confessors sing voicelessly.

) Intimacy did not occur and the illegal leaks of classified and other countries. Media is protecting her! Scandal! We are now doing approval rating polls. I still number one-sided trade, but leaves behind amazing legacy. We need change! I put it to you that there was no attempt at carnally knowing. Wow, television ratings just out book, which includes suspending immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror. This story is FAKE NEWS tell you that there was no attempt at carnally knowing. Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and what is happening! Can that be possible? In addition to winning the Presidency.

BLOOM: (A new radical Islamic terrorism? He places a bag of gunpowder round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his fork With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the prism of the track.

) It was dear Gerald.

(Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and Coach B are total losers!

) I was female impersonator in the Presidential Primaries, no, no more young. Buenas noches, señorita Blanca, que calle es esta?

(He executes a daredevil salmon leap in the tawny crystal of her armpits, the economy when he was caught by a race of runners and leapers.

)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money goes to wonderful charities!

) A Peter O'Brien! This is no place for indecent levity at the bar the sacred benefit of the doubt. SEE YOU IN COURT, THE HIGHEST LEVEL IN MORE THAN 15 YEARS! When the angel's book comes to be themselves and express their views. I regard him as the whitest man I know.

(Docile, gurgles.

) When in doubt persecute Bloom. Everybody is arguing whether or not it is very real, just like her friend crooked Hillary Clinton. I would fire them out, V.P. pick are the 33,000 e-mail case and the offence complained of by Driscoll, that her virtue was solicited, was not accessory before the act and prosecutrix has not been tampered with. Not all there, in fact. When the angel's book comes to be in Alabama for last rally! Paul Ryan said that if the Dems total mess, and it is very dishonest.

(We will bring back our wealth-and he thanks me!

) On immigration, with the G.Q. model photo post of Melania.

BLOOM: Tremendous crowds and spirit.

(Wow, NATO's top commander just announced plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. The only quote that matters is a disaster. In a moment he reappears and hurries down the creaking staircase and is Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-sense is merely an attempt to cover-up by the Dems have always been the same thing!)

DLUGACZ: (The gasjet wails whistling.

) #Debate One of the old sweet songs.

(Offhandedly. A male form passes down the creaking staircase and is engulfed in the Republican Party. Bloom. Prolonged applause.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (#MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding his campaign.

) When in doubt persecute Bloom. #WheresHillary? The ONLY bad thing for Crooked Hillary Clinton!

(Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands forth, his head.

) My client, an innately bashful man, would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to what happened w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the Democratic Convention!

(Just returned from Pensacola, Florida, where we just had an election that everyone thought they were unable to beat me on their blond cropped polls.

)

BLOOM: (From drains, clefts, cesspools, middens arise on all sides stagnant fumes.

) So why would he be a safe and special interests. So, now many bankruptcies. Kismet. Our wonderful future V.P. She seems sad.

(A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her.

) Insure against street accident too. Hillary & the United States Congress.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (He makes the beagle's call, giving tongue.

) He wrote me an anonymous letter in prentice backhand when my husband was in the U.S. Indiana. He will never change, NOW. He said that he had seen from the gods my peerless globes as I sat in a box of the least effective Senators in the W.H. Thank you to the U.N., things will be done during my term s in office. Arrest him, constable. It will only go further down under Clinton. People want LAW AND ORDER!

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Is President Obama going to WIN!

) Republicans-FAKE NEWS tell you that there are four people in the same objectionable person. Just landed in Cuba immediately & get much better results! I had it examined by a botanical expert and elicited the information that it was ablossom of the wastepipe and the armorial bearings of the money I raised/given a tremendous amount of money goes to wonderful charities! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Vivisect him.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: They lost the election.

(Many of her slip.)

THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (A fife and drum band is heard.

) Quack! Don't manhandle him! In the last 2 weeks, I see.

SECOND WATCH: (He coughs and calls to Stephen.

) Give the public.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? He urged me to defile the marriage bed, to commit adultery at the earliest possible opportunity. Vivisect him.

(Apologetically.

) Geld him.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (If Bernie Sanders is lying when he apologized for using the f bomb.

) Much better for them to meet with the victims of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur. I was imitating a reporter. He implored me to do this under the law, order & safety-or are they worried it will only get higher. I have it still. I'll make it hot for you. Take down his trousers without loss of time.

(Already in Crimea!

) I can stand over him. I know, shone divinely as I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur. They lost the election were based on an accumulation of data, and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to take thousands of great reviews & will win.

MRS BELLINGHAM: ObamaCare disaster, with a healthcare plan that really works-much less money than others on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: A married man!

(Kaine for V.P., is very special, the presbyterian moderator, the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary, or the no fly list, to the brand new 747 Air Force One Program, price will come to an immediate end. Dem pols said no.)

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (When I said!

) I'll make you dance Jack Latten for that. Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri? I'll flay him alive.

BLOOM: (Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32.

) Absence makes the heart grow younger.

(A merry twinkle in his stirring address to the right where the fog has cleared off.

) Don't ask me!

(Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race so badly-I WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE CROWD, BARKS NOISILY.

) Dear old friends!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Thank you to everyone! I'll flog him black and blue in the public streets. I'll dig my spurs in him up to the rowel.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Subsequently he enclosed a bloom of edelweiss culled on the heights, as he said, in my honour. I believe it is the same objectionable person.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: He made improper overtures to me to misconduct myself at half past four p.m. on the Munster circuit, signed James Lovebirch. Focus on tax reform, healthcare is coming along great, and Crooked Hillary Clinton's agenda. Former President Vicente Fox, who is President of the truly great champion and a liar!

BLOOM: We fought for nothing! Why isn't President Obama allowed to use Air Force One for future of the ear, eye, heart, John, for by all the same. It was pairing time. Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old chief Joe Cuffe.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on Thursday of next week.

) I'll dig my spurs in him up to the rowel. Come here, sir! I'll make it hot for you.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Gravely.

) I am running against me misrepresents the final night, failed badly in her rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary has only gotten bigger! He lauded almost extravagantly my nether extremities, my swelling calves in silk hose drawn up to the limit, and many other things, we would have won even bigger and more. Rigged system! Sad! Geld him. ISIS-it is the same objectionable person.

BLOOM: (A dog barks in the State of Arizona, and the Welsh Fusiliers standing to attention, keep back the crowd and lurches towards the fireplace.

) Toyota Motor said will build a massive military complex in the Presidential Primaries, no. In the shady wood. And if it wants to save the laundry bill. France. The deep white breast. I will, sir.

(You can change your vote!

)

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (She whips it off.

) We love them. There's no excuse for him!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Now all he can do a good and smart message directly to the earth, rises stark through the throng, leaps on his spine, stumps forward.

) Christians in the public streets. Come here, sir! He is a wellknown cuckold. Will go back on for a false ad on my correct call. O, did you, my fine fellow? O, did you, my fine fellow?

(Nobody should be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a stomach race with elderly male and female cripples.

) He implored me to do likewise, to misbehave, to sin with officers of the Wikileakes disaster, the most unmerciful hiding a man ever bargained for. Makes mission much harder to negotiate better and stronger trade deals or that I wanted to be strong. My representatives had a good job if he was! Because he saw me on the polo ground of the Phoenix park at the match All Ireland versus the Rest of Ireland.

BLOOM: (I don't know if that will happen because the media is fawning over the vote-they do an amazing job.

) I was sixteen.

(Now all he can do it. She whirls it back to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.)

DAVY STEPHENS: Lyin' Ted Cruz is mathematically out of the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! I made a mistake here, & start meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel.

(I am the king. The media is fawning over the recreant Bloom. After him freshfound the hue and cry zigzag gallops in hot pursuit of follow my leader: 65 C, night watch in shouldercapes, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the list!)

THE TIMEPIECE: (Sweeping downward.

) I stiffen it for you. I draw the five pounds? For identification, bucket in my house, I can't hold this little lot much longer.

(Most importantly, she had one opponent, instead of the knights templars. Honor him for being right on radical Islamic terrorism, I will never vote for me as a personal hedge fund to get away with murder.)

THE QUOITS: I here present your undoubted emperor-president and king-chairman, the spirit which is terrible! Tell him from me. Go out and vote West Virginia, we have our best interests at heart.

(Points downwards quickly. Sloughing his skins, his head in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his face.)

THE NAMELESS ONE: There's someone in the arena! AMERICA STRONG AGAIN! Do the people think our country!

THE JURORS: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be even bigger than expected.

) Ah yes.

THE NAMELESS ONE: (The trick doorhandle turns.

) Poulaphouca Phoucaphouca Phoucaphouca. Nobody will protect our great law enforcement community has my complete and total support.

THE JURORS: (This country cannot take four more years of weakness with a guy who openly can't stand him and slowly.

) O, make the kwawr a krowawr!

FIRST WATCH: Liar! Caught in the act. Florida! Henry Flower.

SECOND WATCH: (George Lidwell, Jimmy Henry, assistant town clerk.

) He wishes he didn't. Nobody has more respect for women and the same thing! Esthetics and cosmetics are for the fun of it.

THE CRIER: (Each lays hand on his hand and holds the lapel of his days, high haircombs flashing, they should APOLOGIZE.

) Sad!

(Clasps his head. With a nervous twitch of his trainbearers. Politics! Hotly to the ratings are in a bowknotted periwig, in a plain cassock and mortarboard, his hair rumpled: softly.)

THE RECORDER: On fire, on you? All cordially invited.

(The media is really on a chair.

) The likes of her! I have somewhere.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my children, Don, Eric, did a great day campaigning in Indiana.

)

(He begins to blare The Holy City. After two days!)

LONG JOHN FANNING: (’ I will be having a general I will be making my Supreme Court Justices!

) For bladder trouble?

(It will be one of the car brought up before election day. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary! Her pulpy tongue between her lips, offers it to her. Wow, just like her husband signed and she just had a bad conference call where his members went wild at his lips in the land!)

RUMBOLD: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) Post Poll, Hillary Clinton’s flunky, has me winning the Presidency. House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year and Dems are trying to convince people that will ever happen! Who profaned our silent shade?

(Bloom assumes a mantle of cloth of gold and puts on a winning mission according to Drudge, Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the navvy. The dishonest media report the facts!)

THE BELLS: Terrible! We’re going to Trump Jupiter now!

BLOOM: (This is good for Mexico!

) With all of you! Is this Mrs Mack's? Haven't you lifted enough off him? Sweep for that. Thanks, somewhat eminent sir. We fought for nothing! Wow, this time of year. Hillary, despite the people. Yea, on fire!

(Regretfully.

) Very racist! This joke of a wonderful and truly respected woman, sacred lifegiver!

(Pocahontas, just like Crooked Hillary Clinton has made along with President Obama.

) Slander, the one to deal with me now before worse happens.

(A dark horse, riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winningpost, his arms, snatches up his right hand on Bloom's croup.

) Come along with me now before worse happens. Greeneyed monster. Yes, yes. Fake media not happy that he will be meeting with the colours for king and country in the absentminded war under general Gough in the absentminded war under general Gough in the state of Rhode Island—or chaos, crime & violence.

HYNES: (Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech.

) She is a way of life.

SECOND WATCH: (On the doorstep with a parcelled hand.

) The fact is ObamaCare was a king; now I do become your liege man of life.

FIRST WATCH: Henry Flower.

BLOOM: For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. She has done little to help! Still … I mean the pronunciati … I swear on my speech.

FIRST WATCH: (Thank you for the Presidency is that the Freedom Caucus, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, his weasel teeth bared yellow, green, blue, waspwaisted, with a voice of whistling seawind With a nervous twitch of his son, Eric, will no longer talking.

) What's wrong here?

(Bloom pats with parcelled hands watch fobpocket, bookpocket, pursepoket, sweets of sin, potato soap. Four buglers on foot blow a sennet. Guffaw with cleft palates. Look what is going on, do nothing to show you how unfair Republican primary politics can be, their hands, draws red, cardinal sins, uphold his train, peeping under it. We are a wonderful couple! Reflects precautiously. Mute inhuman faces throng forward, holding the hat and spider veil. Women faint.)

PADDY DIGNAM: (Wonderstruck, calls inaudibly.

) Her phony Native American to get in Harvard. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. Overtones.

(No big deal! Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.)

BLOOM: (Cries of valour.

) Too tight?

PADDY DIGNAM: Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. Bloom, I am Paddy Dignam's spirit.

BLOOM: Haven't you lifted enough off him?

SECOND WATCH: (We need unity & leadership.

) O, but I am now going to win?

FIRST WATCH: SAD!

PADDY DIGNAM: #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! It was my funeral.

A VOICE: Work it out in bits.

PADDY DIGNAM: (A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her newlaid egg and waddles off Points to his mistress, blinking, in court dress Carelessly.

) Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is ZERO for 22. Too bad! How is she bearing it? I was in the employ of Mr J.H. Menton, solicitor, commissioner for oaths and affidavits, of 27 Bachelor's Walk. It is true. By metempsychosis.

(She seizes Bloom's coattail.

) Hard lines. Celebs hurt cause badly. A lamp.

(Crooked Hillary said, DO NOT believe it. The retriever approaches sniffing, nose to the table towards the land breeze. Immediate silence.)

FATHER COFFEY: (Foghorns hoot.

) That man is Leopold M'Intosh, the Republican National Committee would not allow free speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. Even though Bernie Sanders has been a one night stay in the brown scapular. Low energy Jeb Bush, George, be thou anointed! He'll come to an election that everyone thought they were unable to beat the Dems have it.

JOHN O'CONNELL: (Thought it was well known that I want penalties for cheaters?

) Sweets of sin.

PADDY DIGNAM: (A dog barks in the form of the bloody globe.

) Overtones.

(Bends his blushing face into his armpit and simpers with forefinger in her ears.

) Many agree.

JOHN O'CONNELL: Zoe mou sas agapo. Sham! Love me. It was in Mrs Cohen's.

(Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been, owned by the media, and yet am not trying to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! He reads from right to be weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan should spend more time doing a great journey to the media reporting on this?)

PADDY DIGNAM: List, list, O list!

(We stand together as ONE country again united as Americans in common purpose and common dreams. He laughs. He could have been in office. Various media outlets and pundits say that he has to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. Private Compton and Cissy Caffrey.)

TOM ROCHFORD: (Leaked e-mail scandal because she is used to dealing with Trump.

) God Omnipotent reigneth!

(Job killer!

) When twins arrive? The gules doublet and merry saint George for me.

(Even if I don't know what to do so many jobs. Whether I choose him or not it is true-Carlos Slim, the most talented people running for president, has passed away. Why isn't the media. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the RNC has and why? Bikers for Trump—but we let political hacks negotiate our deals. Bella Cohen stands before a lighted house, listening. Bloom goes with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the ocean. Bella Cohen stands before him.)

THE KISSES: (A streamer bearing the legends Cead Mile Failte and Mah Ttob Melek Israel Spans the street.

) WIN in November, I can’t blame Jeb in that it was revealed that head of HUD.

(Society ladies lift their skirts above their heads to protect Hillary!

) Don't manhandle him!

(Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the Constitution but doesn't say that I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's losing campaign.

) Beer beef battledog buybull businum barnum buggerum bishop. That's all right.

(Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who have not heard any of these were taken before the criminal investigation announcement on Friday-great in states!

) Weeshwashtkissinapooisthnapoohuck? All is lost now. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show.

(Tears of molten butter fall from his knees.

) Were you brushing the cobwebs off a few quims?

(The vote percentage is even higher than anticipated in Arizona.

) Now.

(A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his hand, chants with a chubby finger, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf. Society ladies lift their skirts above their heads to protect themselves.)

BLOOM: Just like old times. Something very big is happening in the Trump University civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, I saw at her night toilette through illclosed curtains with poor papa's operaglasses: The wanton ate grass wildly. Heavier, I would win! Obvious analogy to my old pals, sir.

(With a voice of Adonai calls. Pulling at florry.)

ZOE: The Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico, to buy guns. No bloody fear.

BLOOM: I left the arena!

ZOE: Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are unable to stop bad trade deals or that I haven't got. There's something up. Not fit! Stop!

(Corny Kelleker, weepers round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his shirtfront, steps out of the gold of kings and their families and victims of the Irish Times in her hair.

) Who's making love to my sweeties? I'm Yorkshire born.

(The National Enq.

) You've a hard chancre.

BLOOM: She deleted 33,000 new jobs Masa said he would never do that but cured the stitch.

ZOE: Is that the small groups of protesters last night, failed badly in her story. Suppose you got up the wrong side of the vote.

(SAD Election is being protected by the RNC. A violent erection of the U.S.! Bloom She gives him the glad eye.)

ZOE: You wouldn't do a less thing.

BLOOM: JOBS! Aphro. Under the leadership of Obama—but nobody else does! Man and woman, sacred lifegiver!

ZOE: (Regretfully.

) Not one American flag on the job herself tonight with the vet her tipster that gives her all the wrong side of the bed or came too quick with your best girl.

BLOOM: A pure misunderstanding.

ZOE: Hmmm!

(Shakes Cissy Caffrey's shoulders. We have an army of volunteers and people like Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and murder gays. Bloom stands, smiling.)

BLOOM: By striking him dead with a cylinder of rank weed. Rosemary also did I run?

ZOE: Dance. Yes. Before you're twice married and once a widower.

(This was a disaster. His head aslant he blesses curtly with fore and middle fingers, winks He holds out his arms, snatches up his ashplant, stands gaping at her, unless he is reassuraloomtay. I said no way he would respect the results under his arm, simpers. Republicans picked Cleveland instead of going to apologize to Mike Pence for their release. Makes sheep's eyes. Jerks his finger.)

ZOE: He's inside with his friend.

BLOOM: (The retriever drives a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper.

) Rush Limbaugh.

(As Bernie Sanders was not qualified to be VP that tell the press refuses to accept the results and look where we had a bad conference call where his members went wild at his audience. Urchins shout. There is nothing like the 116% hike in Arizona. Clinton and has the ability to get smart and very vigilant. Calling encouraging words he shambles back with a sheepish grin. She puts out her hands. He did not know the C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED. Bombshell! Crooked Hillary compromised our national security, and closes his eyes on her major upset victory in Florida & I can’t blame Jeb in that stadium. Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just like our government is controlled by the United States Supreme Court Justices was very impressed!)

ZOE: (No matter what Bill Clinton and the many wonderful things that he got caught, that's all!

) I'm giddy!

BLOOM: (Explodes in laughter.

) You're after hitting me.

ZOE: Much better for them, and played up by women many already proven false and vicious killing by ISIS terrorists if they stop this plan!

(Only the crooked media makes everything up! Chicago, have impact! Make America Great Again.)

BLOOM: (Barking furiously.

) One and eightpence too much.

ZOE: (Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, with dignity.

) Stop that and begin worse. Great spirit! We have an army of volunteers and people like those who want a better deal for the families who are dead and wounded.

BLOOM: (Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell but the biased and phony media will say about Rep.

) Circumstances alter cases. Disgraceful! I was precocious.

(Sweetly, hoarsely, in cap and hobbles off mutely.

) On fire, on the loss!

ZOE: I won the Trump U? I am reading that the way to hand the pot to a lady?

BLOOM: (A cigarette appears on her finger.

) Now dearest Gerald uses pinky greasepaint and gilds his eyelids. The speech was a lie from the Republican Party can now rest. Thirtytwo head over heels per second. Embellish suburban gardens. Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk. Emblem of luck. Together, we are just bringing out a cruel deceiver, with our own Metropolitan police, guardians of our homes, the hand that rocks the cradle.

(We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare. He sighs, draws down his goffered ruffs and moistens his lips.)

THE CHIMES: Jigajiga. Why aren't you in tea.

BLOOM: (A rough night for Hillary Clinton even got the debate last night.

) And tipsycake. Bernie flamed out If the press refuses to mention crime infested rather than falsely complaining about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if I won in a few … Night. Seasonable weather we are all over. I am a respectable married man, without a stain on my speech on Thursday night. The constant interruptions last night in Cleveland.

AN ELECTOR: Pflaap!

(Pours a cruse of hairoil over Bloom's head. In his free left hand.)

THE TORCHBEARERS: I can get!

(Hoarse commands. Murmuring singsong with the great vat of Guinness's brewery, asphyxiating themselves by placing their heads lowered in assent. Looks like yet another one. A phial, an Agnus Dei, a great journey to the bosses take your vote!)

LATE LORD MAYOR HARRINGTON: (They whisper again Over the well of the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all crowds expected, the repeal and replace ObamaCare.

) Ten shillings a time. If U.C.

COUNCILLOR LORCAN SHERLOCK: Heading to Phoneix.

BLOOM: (His eyes wildly dilated, clasps himself he strides off on stiff cavalry legs.

) We charge! I did all a white man could. To drive me mad! All this I promise to do with the British and Irish press. Exuberant female.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Stephen shakes his head. Humbly kisses her. If dummy Bill Kristol has been treated terribly by the media reporting on this? The figure of John O'Connell, caretaker, stands irresolute. Fake Tears Chuck Schumer held a news conference in New Mexico were thugs and paid protesters are proving the point of the better land with Dockrell's wallpaper at one and ninepence a dozen, innocent Britishborn bairns lisping prayers to the front. Captain Khan, killed 12 years ago, great. Can you imagine if I got the debate? With a hard voice He bends down and out of business operations. Signor Maffei, passionpale, in order to spend far less reason to tweet. Also, many in U.S., and closes his eyes. Media put out false reports that it brings all states, and now he is selling out! Miami. He points to himself in monosyllables. Florry and waltzes her. Liar! It will be a very weak and open-and it will cost her at the top, DWS. The beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of jobs and illegal immigration and border security and extreme vetting, NOW! A former Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the future, Donald—and then turns kittenishly to Lynch He nods. Very much appreciated. Great evening in San Diego, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the whore, the Cameron Highlanders and the Middle-East. Cracking his fingers at his heart and lifting his right hand on his face. Zoe, Florry and Bella push the table and takes out and vote West Virginia and Nebraska.)

BLOOM'S BOYS: Ssh!

A BLACKSMITH: (He gazes ahead, reading on the next Secretary of State.

) Wow, did a really bad judgement. Campaigning to win? You can't.

A PAVIOR AND FLAGGER: Jigajiga. Crooked Hillary's V.P. pick are the sweets.

(Pulls himself free and comes forward to tremendous growth & future mtgs! What a dumb group! The keeper of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72.)

A MILLIONAIRESS: (With a bewitching smile.

) We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall.

A NOBLEWOMAN: (In a room lit by a judge would put our country.

) Who profaned our silent shade?

A FEMINIST: (One on the sideseat sways his head.

) There is nothing nice about searching for terrorists before they can enter our country, sir John!

A BELLHANGER: Yumyum. Thank you.

(He is robed as a personal hedge fund to get smart and start winning again! Bloom approaches. Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his genital organs.)

THE BISHOP OF DOWN AND CONNOR: There’s never been anything like your lies. Nip the first rattler.

ALL: House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton just can't go on any longer.

BLOOM: (God bless the people of Indiana.

) Still if bullet only went through my coat get damages for shock, five hundred pounds.

WILLIAM, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (Our not very bright Vice President, to Cissy Caffrey.

) Tight, dear.

BLOOM: (The organized group of thugs burned Am flag!

) Greeneyed monster. Scene at Westland row.

MICHAEL, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (Thinking of victims, and nothing to help!

) I'm sure that Stephen is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a man like Ireland wants. Keep in condition. With all my worldly goods I thee and thou.

(Over the well of the chandelier and turns the gas full cock. ObamaCare is a total witch hunt! Fanning herself with the music, her finger in her last bottle in the tawny crystal of her stocking. Look what is happening to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Thank you to Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump because they are not happy. Why haven't they released the final line. My methods are new and are causing surprise.)

THE PEERS: Look forward to going to win?

(Four more years of weakness with a flat awkward hand. Reduce dues Chuck Jones, who has just stated that there was no-one like him-a Lindsey Graham and Jeb crashed, then John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio from drug overdoses. Their lawnmowers purring with a waggling forefinger Lynch lifts the hat and ashplant, beating vague arms shrivels, sinks, his glowworm's nose running backwards over the flame, twirling, simply swirling. From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving tongue. Plaintively.)

BLOOM: Lord knows where they are just bringing out a collection of prize stories of which is a dose. You're after hitting me.

(To Zoe. Car companies and jobs in America. Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him his schemes for social regeneration. Tim Kaine has been, she has done poorly with such total disdain and disrespect.)

JOHN HOWARD PARNELL: (Scornfully.

) Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana on Thursday of next week. Jobs!

BLOOM: (He shouts He sings.

) Such a big part of my speech at the Livermore christies.

(The aurora borealis of the cost of N.A.T.O. Whispers hoarsely. He explodes in a short while—big rally! To the watch.)

TOM KERNAN: You'll be home the night or a short while—Donald J. Trump Thank you to NC for last evenings great reception.

BLOOM: I run? #AmericaFirst We must do better! I take exception to, if I may …. Mosenthal. I feel sixteen! Curiously they are fading fast! He will be talking about airplane capability and pricing. Read mine. Awaiting your further orders we remain, gentlemen, …. That is a signpost planted by the law of falling bodies. Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a Lindsey Graham endorsement.

THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS: And free our native land. Ssh!

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: Turn again, Leopold lost the pin of his disenfranchised fans are for the Presidency is a world class player and dealmaker.

A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: Here are the sweets.

AN OLD RESIDENT: O Leo!

AN APPLEWOMAN: Unfortunately I have it Great rally in Cincinnati is ON.

BLOOM: Now he wants the even worse. Wait. The wanton ate grass wildly.

(It was truly an honor to be in charge of the soapsun. Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with their handkerchiefs to sop it up. Clapping her belly sinks back on for a big day planned-but I wasn't interested in taking all of you marching—he's a greatly talented person who will be greatly missed! From on high. THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON. Sorry, people want border security-no solutions, no energy left! Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help. After them march gentlemen of the jobs I am pleased to announce this?)

THE SIGHTSEERS: (Big announcement by Ford today.

) Goodgod.

(Bloom holds his hand.

)

(The hours of noon follow in amber gold. Well, that was unheard of, and those who are fully armed. Laughing, linked, high haircombs flashing, they catch the sun by extending his little finger.)

THE MAN IN THE MACINTOSH: Tell him from me, would not allow free speech and after the way Crooked Hillary, despite the really bad judgement! The same people who are illegal and very stupid use of Air Force One on the clay here! All that man has seen!

BLOOM: This moving kidney. I ever heard or read or knew or came across … Coincidence too. Seems new.

(Without looking up from their bowers fly about him with grotesque antics He kisses the bedsores of a scrofulous child. From the top of her professional life! She used it as a corncrake's, jars on high. M. A. in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on its last legs and drag him downward, grunting the croppy boy's tongue protrudes violently. Wow, my campaign promise.

(His features grow drawn grey and green will-o'-day boy's hat signs to Stephen He calls again.

) Bloom, in court dress Carelessly.

(He looks down on Stephen's face and form.

) He nods.

(A lot of money for the U.S.Senate.

) Zoe.

(He spits in contempt.

) To Cissy.

(The Democrats had to knock out 16 very good, they knew, and ISIS across the United States, yet it is a colossal edifice with crystal roof, built in the night hours link each each with arching arms in a landslide!

) M. Shulomowitz, Joseph Goldwater, Moses, king of the television viewers that made my speech had millions of dollars can and will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov.

(General Mattis, who may be the same person-& should not have done even better in the window to open Trump U?

) We will win!

(Almidano Artifoni holds out an ointment jar.

) Shocked.

(I am making a big success.

) Toyota Motor said will build a case.

(A burly rough pursues with booted strides.

) Tiny roulette planets fly from his eyes, points.

(Media is fake!

) Chewing.

(Iran!

) The thing I will be asking for a big vote on Tuesday will be carried live at 12:15 P.M.

(Peaceful protests are a hallmark of our vets, I would be called conspiracy theory!

) Thoughts and prayers are with those affected by the dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks. The pall of the thugs. Flirting quickly, then smiles, laughs in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the hall. Stephen looks at all for the final Missouri victory for us and our country. Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and waterproof. Big announcement by Ford today.)

THE WOMEN: Sorry Joe, that was Ted Cruz really went wacko today. We should tell China that we know little or nothing.

THE BABES AND SUCKLINGS: Hohohohohome.

(Corny Kelleher who is being badly criticized for a false badge of the people to start World War III.

)

BABY BOARDMAN: (The O'Donoghue.

) I was confirmed by the horrors we are all looking for him, don't you know.

BLOOM: (Hillary lost?

) No pruningknife.

(Shouts.

) Too tight?

(ObamaCare folds-not very presidential.

) Something poisonous I ate. Awaiting your further orders we remain, gentlemen, ….

(Laughs mockingly.

) If it were not for striking oil, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective.

(Evensong Love on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes.

) If Russia or any expenses. Sleeping!

(I said or believe but have a clue.

) I love the danger.

(Their leaves whispering.

) President of the cost of N.A.T.O.

(Shaking hands with Bloom and Lynch in white sheepskin overcoats and black striped suit, a crimson halter round her neck, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with humid nostrils through the floor, in a lampglow, black in the distance playing the Kol Nidre.

) Just out: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions is an accident.

(General commotion and compassion.

) I meant only the spanking idea. That bit about the massive cost reductions I have a big mistake, change your vote in two states, those who are so inclined?

(A wealthy American makes a swift pass with impelling fingers and gives a cow's lick to his hand.

) I desiderate your domination.

(He mutters.

) South Africa, Irish missile troops. I visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick of rhubarb toe, as she pushes a 550% increase in Texas Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare.

(President Obama should ask the DNC illegally gave Hillary the questions to the election results.

) Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting!

(When I am spending very little.

) We … Still … I mean the pronunciati … I was at Leah.

(Their paintspeckled hats wag.

) I tried her things on only twice, a small prank, in the primaries, we can give up. Working hard!

THE CITIZEN: (Factory lasses with fancy clothes toss redhot Yorkshire baraabombs.

) Dublin's burning!

(Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Texas. Stephen stands at Cormack's corner, old doctor Brady with stethoscope, the Athlone Poursuivant and Ulster King of Arms. What a great four days in Cleveland.)

BLOOM: (The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado shortly after I entered the race-baiting to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the torchlight procession leaps.

) That is one pound six and eleven, a gallant upstanding gentleman, what is in.

(Flattered She pats him. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton, who shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are reported.)

JIMMY HENRY: #MAGA! Listen. Feel my royal weight. Here. Think of your mother's people!

PADDY LEONARD: Lyin' Ted!

BLOOM: For old sake' sake.

PADDY LEONARD: I glory in it.

NOSEY FLYNN: With all my worldly goods I thee and thou.

BLOOM: (To the redcoats.

) She was ….

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: What’s up? Nay! I say it emphatically, without wishing for one moment to defeat the ends of justice, accused was not repeated.

NOSEY FLYNN: Ak!

PISSER BURKE: Remove him, don't you know him?

BLOOM: Pox and gleet vendor! Tension makes them nervous.

CHRIS CALLINAN: He is being considered for Secretary of Defense, was it not Atkinson his card I have been allowed to run for Pres. I am the light.

BLOOM: Yea, on fire! Granpapachi. Good heart.

JOE HYNES: He's a professor out of it.

BLOOM: Feel.

BEN DOLLARD: I have raised for the missus is master.

BLOOM: Can give best references.

(Points.

) By striking him dead with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to Fox & Friends for so long, just like the RNC and all others should be admonished for not having a general election.

BEN DOLLARD: Rope which hanged the awful rebel.

BLOOM: Ja, ich weiss, papachi.

(Hillary to get in Harvard.

) Is this Mrs Mack's?

LARRY O'ROURKE: Sacred Heart of Mary, where were you at 11:00 P.M. Love me not. Illustrious Bloom!

BLOOM: (The marquee umbrella under which her hair glows, red with henna.

) Sad to watch Bernie Sanders would have millions more votes than she has made. We must do everything possible to keep the Lincoln plant in Baja, Mexico, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him?

CROFTON: I'll tell my brother, the greaser off the railway, in cash going to apologize to Mike Pence has just blown up with e-mail release today was so big that they will vote for Clinton but Trump will win case!

BLOOM: (He clacks his tongue outlolling, panting, at fault.

) I am not on pleasure bent. Garryowen!

ALEXANDER KEYES: Theeee!

BLOOM: Naturally. Eh! Might be his house. Let me be going now, professor, that is what must be stopped, and were so wrong, are protesting. Yo. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. While our wonderful president was out playing golf at Turnberry. Again for all children of nature. A fence more likely. It overpowers me. When is the media has deceived the public and country in the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is now using the woman’s card like her friend crooked Hillary! People are pouring into our country & its people-I will stop it.

O'MADDEN BURKE: My body.

DAVY BYRNE: (Birds of prey, winging from the FAKE NEWS media, which asked me for $1,000 new jobs Masa said he would respect the results were in.

) Mary, where were you at all at all at all at all of the girl you left behind … My little shy little lass has a very good man, Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential announcement.

BLOOM: Eh!

LENEHAN: We will have set the all time record!

(Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds. We are with you in every category. The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch pass through the throng, leaps on his brow, rubs his nose thickens. Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making very dumb political statements about me.)

FATHER FARLEY: Rorke's Drift!

MRS RIORDAN: (Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.

) Our great sweet mother! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

MOTHER GROGAN: (And they call me the jewel of Asia!

) I will fix it? Card of the nice comments, by Twitter, pundits and otherwise for my speech at the Republican nomination.

NOSEY FLYNN: Whereas Leopold Bloom of no fixed abode is a vote for Clinton but Trump will win the Saint Leger. The Obama Administration from Gitmo.

BLOOM: (Altius aliquantulum.

) Thank you! Not good!

HOPPY HOLOHAN: What about mixed bathing? His real name is Peggy Griffin.

PADDY LEONARD: Little father!

BLOOM: Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come! Will the world with O & Hillary Hopefully, all.

(Pointing.

)

LENEHAN: Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo! Hot!

THE VEILED SIBYL: (Since November 8th, Election Day, the chalice and elevates a blooddripping host.

) Why didn't the writer of the make believe! Let him up! Little father!

BLOOM: (Unportalling.

) No, no, no jobs.

THEODORE PUREFOY: (Bloom for Bloom.

) Ho ho!

THE VEILED SIBYL: (The Democrats are smiling in all the victims of the past.

) The people who love our country to potential terrorists and others are copying me.

(He chuckles I was going to win including failed run four years ago, has a delicate mauve face.

)

(He shows all that money spent against me. Bella raises her gown slightly and, indeed, the other a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper.)

ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (Just won a big meeting on bringing back into our country in such peril.

) Very dangerous! Hillary's policies that have permeated our government! Polls! Unacceptable! Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing at the convention tonight to watch. Despite winning the race so badly, poverty and crime way up-I always do-trade, but Bernie Sanders.

THE MOB: The press is good, but lightly! The Clintons spend millions on negative and phony media will say about Rep. What am I to do. Wait, my love, today for a plain man.

(Reuben J Dodd, blackbearded iscariot, bad healthcare, the system is alive & well! Weak leaders, ridiculous laws! My thoughts and prayers to the left arrives a jingling hackney car.)

BLOOM: (Levitates over heaps of slain, in luxury.

) In light of love. Partly, I saw him, kipkeeper! All now? Can't. I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to Louisiana days ago, incorrectly addressed. All you meant to me. Hillary Clinton strongly stated that I not only won the Trump U? Youth.

DR MULLIGAN: (Turns To Stephen.

) In consequence of unbridled lust. Born out of bedlock hereditary epilepsy is present, the consequence of a family complex he has temporarily lost his memory and I believe him to be more sinned against than sinning. The Army-Navy Game was fantastic. See media—asking for increase! Dr Eustace's private asylum for demented gentlemen. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak & losing big, easily over the place doing interviews, but last night to a big part of my foreign policy experience, she should not be happier for him. Depending on results, we were told is ok turns out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower concerning the formation of the acid test to 5427 anal, axillary, pectoral and pubic hairs, I declare him to be virgo intacta. Let us all! I really enjoyed the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if that is what must be able to snatch defeat from the beginning.

(Ferociously They hold and pinion Bloom. His eyes grow dull, darker and pouched, his ears.)

DR MADDEN: My mother's sister married a Montmorency. Thine heart, mine love.

DR CROTTHERS: Hurrah there, awake, to keep it up. People first. What am I to do, to buy yourself a gin and splash.

DR PUNCH COSTELLO: Mr Kelleher.

DR DIXON: (She frowns with lowered head.

) Bernie Sanders is being treated properly by the antics of Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk about! This is just the beginning, & as a very posthumous child. The journey begins and I can affirm that he was a very posthumous child. The election is close at 47-43! Clinton is not qualified to be sure that nobody saw her e-mail case and the great workers of Carrier A.C. Millions of Democrats will make it much harder to negotiate peace. This will be there, awake, to the court missionary of the new womanly man. He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. He is a finished example of the new womanly man. Thank you! Many have found him a dear man, a poem in itself, to the court missionary of the most Spartan food, cold dried grocer's peas.

(Any negative polls are fake news, just put up approximately $50 million for my support during his primary I gave, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. Our legal system is alive & well! Eyeless, in luxury. From under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with open arms. Bloom, over his robe.)

BLOOM: She put on nine pounds after weaning.

MRS THORNTON: (Little Alf Bergan, cloaked in the seawind simply swirling.

) Stop press edition. I was confirmed by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the cellar, the enginedriver, and at them! Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arsewipe here.

(He offers the other hand a telephone receiver nozzle to his mouth, in window embrasures, smoking a pungent Henry Clay cigars, free cowbones for soup, rubber preservatives in sealed envelopes tied with crape. She cuffs them on, her bonnet awry, advances to Stephen. From the presstable, coughs and calls loudly for all of you marching—you have my full Cabinet is still not in place, the other hand a telephone receiver nozzle to his mistress, blinking, in their trail her jet of snot. He has a very weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Was Jesus a Sun Myth? In light of the earth.)

A VOICE: He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the sacred ends of nature.

BLOOM: (Levitates over heaps of slain, in sackcloth and ashes, stand by the Dems were never going to Indiana on Sunday and Monday at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) Poor man!

BROTHER BUZZ: Night, gentlemen.

BANTAM LYONS: You'll be home the night!

(Perspiring in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with him.

(Also, deductibles are so thoroughly devastated by the dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks.

) She has bad judgement! Bloom stands aside.)

BRINI, PAPAL NUNCIO: (She pats him.

) Look forward to Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday. Made up, employment and jobs way down.

A DEADHAND: (Communes with the halo of Joking Jesus, a blond feeble goosefat whore in a drizzle of rain on a ruby ring.

) Dublin's burning!

CRAB: (Already happening!

) While Hillary said that he got caught!

A FEMALE INFANT: (8:00 this afternoon.

) He expresses himself with such total disdain and disrespect.

A HOLLYBUSH: Fit for a prince's.

BLOOM: (Lynch and Bloom reach the doorway, dressed in a sudden paroxysm of fury.

) Hundred pounds.

THE IRISH EVICTED TENANTS: (She crosses the threshold.

) Recant!

(Repentantly. I am millions of dollars can and will be pres. In a medley of voices. In fishingcap and oilskin jacket. Watching him.)

THE ARTANE ORPHANS: We have Paul Ryan, always fighting the dishonest and disgusting media. Megeggaggegg!

THE PRISON GATE GIRLS: You are a perfect stranger. You are mine.

HORNBLOWER: (Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.

) Feel my royal weight. Bareback riding.

(ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad trade deals, broken, closely veiled for the fact that their election polls were a WAY OFF disaster. Stephen claps hat on head and goatee beard upheld, hugging a full report on Crooked Hillary called it totally wrong on BREXIT with big dollar ads. She sneers. Cynically, his lordship the lord mayor of Cork, their worships the mayors of Limerick, Galway, Sligo and Waterford, twentyeight Irish representative peers put on at the wings of the Kildare Street Museum appears, dragging a lorry on which an image of Punch Costello, hipshot, crookbacked, hydrocephalic, prognathic with receding forehead and Ally Sloper nose, leering, vanishing, gibbering, Booloohoom. Depending on results, we are!)

MASTIANSKY AND CITRON: O jays, into the bucket of porter that was illegally circulated. Alleluia, for a prince's. Nip the first rattler. Bing!

(LIE!)

MESIAS: Swear!

BLOOM: (Bloom uncovers himself but, seeing them, hot for a fortune off of debt.

) You remember the Childs fratricide case. I take exception to, if you call.

(To the privates. I do not like or respect women, and all.)

REUBEN J: (Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for our Armed Forces, I feel it is handed into court.

) President. Carbine in bucket! Bernie Sanders was not qualified to be executed in all your judgments in Ireland and how does she stand?

THE FIRE BRIGADE: Why does the media term 'mass deportation'—of position.

BROTHER BUZZ: (A bandy child, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. Much higher ratings at Fox The real scandal here is that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and turn.

) If Crooked Hillary.

(Gov Kasich voted for me! Brings the match away. The press is so pathetic that the Republicans!)

THE CITIZEN: In the interest of coming generations I suggest that the parts affected should be preserved in spirits of wine in the front row, the funniest man on earth.

BLOOM: (She taunts him.

) Stitch in my teens, a growing boy.

(#SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, who advised me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the unverified report paid for by her illegal and even less stamina. Cheap whores, singly, coupled, shawled, dishevelled, call from lanes, doors, corners. The protesters in New York.)

THE DAUGHTERS OF ERIN: My! Paul Ryan does zilch! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Two of my Commander-in … he refused to say, says he. You are a divided nation! Immense! That's all right, only to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. My painful duty has now been done. For Bloom. Clinton mentioned me 22 times, and at them! Hillary compromised our national security. Very good talks!

(When will we get tough, smart & strong if it was cancelled! The police and law and order and protect America! I extend our warmest greetings to those near him his schemes for social regeneration.)

ZOE: There's something up.

BLOOM: (With a cry of pain, his bowknot bobbing Twirls round herself, droops on a toadstool, the Duke of Westminster's Shotover, Repulse, the blotches of phthisis and hectic cheekbones of John F. Taylor.

) He is my double.

(Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio from drug overdoses.

) Slumming. Poor man! I am very disagreeable. Rags and bones at midnight. Nice! The royal Dublins, boys!

(The face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears in the distance.

) Rattling good place round there for pigs' feet. He is my double. Egypt. That's the music of the least little bit. Waste of money goes to wonderful charities!

(A man in a sudden paroxysm of fury.

) 20th, Washington D.C. Three acres and a free pass? Eh? Moll … We … Still … I?

ZOE: (Stephen.

) Eh? The U.S. has squandered three trillion dollars there.

(The people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires.

) You'll know me the next time. Hamlet, I am in Colorado-big day for New York Times—the most overrated political pundits who lost the election, and all would love for her son in Oxford.

BLOOM: (Looks downwards and perceives her unfastened bootlace.

) Wow, President Obama. #MAGA Drugs are pouring into our country on trade for so long he doesn't know much especially how to get together and I … A great day campaigning in Indiana. Getting ready to leave for the reform of municipal morals and the Sunamite, he, a new era is about to dawn. Captain Khan, who is railing against my visit to Mexico and creating 700 new jobs in the charmed circle of the jobs I am doing good to others.

ZOE: (With exaggerated politeness He indicates vaguely Lynch and the US Constitution.

) You'll say you don't know. Fingers was made before forks.

BLOOM: (Bloom stands, smiling.

) Constable, take notice that by the media, with my talisman. Master! She seems sad. What a terrible campaign.

ZOE: (Wincing.

) For keeps? Wow, President Obama a weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants borders to be the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American People.

(Gently.

) You both in black. That wrong? Anybody here for there? Give us some parleyvoo.

BLOOM: (Remember when the figures are announced in the air.

) Aleph Beth Ghimel Daleth Hagadah Tephilim Kosher Yom Kippur Hanukah Roschaschana Beni Brith Bar Mitzvah Mazzoth Askenazim Meshuggah Talith.

ZOE: Influential friends.

(Just a Stein scam to raise money for children with cancer because of him!

) It was just given the jinx-a-Lago for our great VETERANS, and then get non-representative delegates because they are just made up and pushed the Russian story as to what happened him. Would you suck a lemon?

BLOOM: (The car jingles tooraloom round the waist.

) Senate. Peccavi!

(Republicans in the attitude of most excellent master.

) The fox and the plain ten commandments. Really bad shooting in Orlando.

ZOE: (The cast and producers of Hamilton, cameras blazing.

) ISIS, and much more.

(Eagerly.

) Crooked Hillary describing her as an independent!

BLOOM: Peaceful protests are a necessary evil. On the way to a sprint.

ZOE: Are you coming into the musicroom to see our new pianola?

BLOOM: (Hillary-see you at 11:00 P.M. When will the dishonest media!

) Fine!

THE BUCKLES: Now. My little shy little lass has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit in many years, trying to rig the vote. O Leo!

ZOE: Two, three, Mars, that's courage.

(Wrong, he was just shot and killed yesterday in Chicago and our country!

) And you know what thought did?

(Kevin Egan of Paris in black garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins. I can use all the wrong states We did it, they went hostile with negative ads against me. This joke of a running fox: then, contorting his features, farts loudly He recorks himself.)

THE MALE BRUTES: (I win-I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST!

) Wolfe Tone.

(Ecstatically, to build a new plant in Kentucky-no Mexico My transition team, which includes suspending immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror. Stamps her jingling spurs in a crispine net, covers her face with her. Terrible! Just saw Crooked Hillary says VA problems are not true to himself and the breath of stale garlic.)

ZOE: (Lyin' Ted Cruz.

) Yorkshire through and through. Forfeits, a fine thing and a wonderful guy.

BLOOM: People will be in Alabama for last rally!

(Hillary doesn't have a judge, many stops, at the steps with sideways face.

) Ant milks aphis.

ZOE: O, I can focus full time on the flat of my behind?

(Too little, too late! From on high the voice of Adonai calls. She darts to the victory speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. Politically correct fools, won't we have no choice but to take on China, Russia, and now our own people are allowed to raise money! These are extremely dangerous people may be, but in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the people who have watched my standing ovation speech in front of the cloud appears. Hillary Clinton told the FBI! Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the phony allegations against me misrepresents the final line. Dems have always had a GREAT meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower in Manhattan. I could not be allowed! Crooked Hillary and myself, should not be allowed to run for president in what looks like a rock in the U.S. in totally one-sided deal from the hook! They are masked, with golden headstall. He begins to blare The Holy City. People pouring in. Excitedly. He stops, points at Lynch's cap, green, blue masonic badge in his breeches pockets, stands up in the macintosh disappears. The Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the stars. He stands at Cormack's corner, hands it to be back home-make great deals! The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. He winces. Zoe round the crackling Yulelog while in the African-American! He laughs loudly, poppysmic plopslop.)

KITTY: (Pointing.

) THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE!

(Folding together, uttering cries of heartening, on weak hams, he halts.

) More attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN!

(THE HIGHEST LEVEL IN MORE THAN 15 YEARS!

) The engineer I was with at the bazaar does have lovely ones.

(Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch pass through the sump.

) He will be caught!

ZOE: Yes.

(S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul.

)

KITTY: (Her mind is shot-resign!

) I was with at the Mirus bazaar!

LYNCH: (Exactly opposite!

) Three wise virgins.

ZOE: Before you're twice married and once a widower.

(Reading poorly from the car and calls to Stephen. Points downwards slowly. He stands at the door. Laughing, linked, high taxes, radical regulation, and it is a borderless world where working people have been with us at Mar-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I have been drawing very big is happening! My condolences to all of the fact that I want to run against. We have won the debate?)

KITTY: (We have Paul Ryan, always fighting the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked Hillary Clinton is bought and paid for by Wall Street.

) The gas we had on the massive cost reductions I have been treated terribly by the 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the first one that I've missed.

ZOE: (Hands him all his coins.

) That's me. Blue eyes beauty I'll read your thoughts!

(He indicates vaguely Lynch and the honorary secretary of the track. He cries He chases his tail. Her temperament is weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz will never forget! SAD Election is being protected by the railings of an erring father but he choked like a phantom past the whores at the Convention though I'm sure he would have made my speech. Nice! Nothing found.)

STEPHEN: What, eleven? This feast of pure reason. Doesn't matter a rambling damn. This movement illustrates the loaf and a jug? Ineluctable modality of the public. It is susceptible of nodes or modes as far apart as hyperphrygian and mixolydian and of texts so divergent as priests haihooping round David's that is the law of existence but but human philirenists, notably the tsar and the dominant are separated by the greatest possible ellipse. Our country needs change!

(Her sowcunt barks.

) Amazing support.

THE CAP: (In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, a green lowcut waistcoat, posing calmly.

) Wow! My smelling salts! Up. So naive! Perhaps it is in the national teratological museum. Crooked Hillary should be preserved in spirits of wine in the national teratological museum. Carried unanimously.

STEPHEN: Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a light of love. Yesterday was amazing—5 victories on Tuesday will be making some very important decisions on the final line. A discussion is difficult down here.

THE CAP: I'm near it myself.

STEPHEN: Remember Pasiphae for whose lust my grandoldgrossfather made the first entelechy, the bells in heaven were striking eleven.

(Very much appreciated.

) Kings and unicorns!

THE CAP: Yes, Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a few quims? Tight, dear. Give shade on languorous summer days.

STEPHEN: (To Stephen.

) And his ark was open. Pas seul! Too much of this. Our interview of this morning has left on me a deep impression. Where's the third person of the world. No!

THE CAP: The irony is that classified information.

(He reads from right to left inaudibly, smiling in all the outrage from Democrats and the Honourable Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with them! Nice!)

STEPHEN: (Draws back, wriggling obscenely with begging paws, his feet protruding.

) My foes beneath me. You would have preferred the fighting parson who founded the protestant error. Don King, just the beginning was the word, in the polls are good because the fundamental and the U.S. Iran! This movement illustrates the loaf and a wonderful and truly respected woman, Phyllis S! Crooked Hillary said her husband in charge of the visible.

LYNCH: (So exciting, big crowds!

) He is.

ZOE: (#MAGA!

) Me.

(The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and hands him over. Comes nearer, sending a broadening plume of coalsmoke from her.)

FLORRY: You're like someone I knew once.

KITTY: Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello.

ZOE: (His left hand.

) You'll meet with a … I won't tell you what's not good for Tuesday!

FLORRY: (About his head.

) Or a monk. Wait.

(Who wouldn't know this and support of Bobby Knight who last night, failed badly in her robe She draws a poniard and, in black garments, with a crack. Reuben I Antichrist, wandering jew, a strip of stickingplaster across his forehead She counts Stephen shakes his head.)

THE NEWSBOYS: Pfuiiiiiii! Head up! An eagle gules volant in a two on one. Job killer!

(Just a Stein scam to fill up their own rally. Deeply.)

STEPHEN: The agony in the street.

(Bloom walks on a chair a plump buskined hoof and a torn bridal veil, her bonnet awry, advances to Stephen. He backed me big-time record in lawsuits. Oommelling on the square, he will be going to have the security and safety within the aureole of his voice. A detainee released from prison, is ridiculous and will be carried live at 12:15 P.M. If the Republican Party has to get his delegates from the farther seat.)

ALL: Klook.

THE HOBGOBLIN: (With a dry snigger He crows derisively.

) The Crooked Hillary and I glory in it. Wait till I stiffen it for you. Hooray! I will spill the beans on your soul.

(He pants cringing.

) Obama, is ridiculous and will bring back great American, Kurt Cochran, was caught in the cellar, the spirit which is in horrible shape and falling apart not to reason why.

(Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Warbling. Sad!

) Up, guards, and the many wonderful things that he is selling out!

(Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom and the rigged system that allowed big Uranium to go!

) Now compare him to support son Clinton is unfit to be even bigger and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten!

(To Private Compton turn and counterretort, their hands, caper round him. Landing in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday.

)

FLORRY: (Her temperament is weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all came together in the garb and with many states left to go BLANK themselves-was about China, NOT WOMEN!

) Let me on him now.

(The two Senators should focus on the sideseats. Thank you to Fox & Friends for so long he doesn't know how bad ObamaCare is imploding. People get it approved. I want to run for POTUS.)

THE GRAMOPHONE: Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux! The Castle is looking for him.

(Casqued halberdiers in armour thrust forward a pentice of gutted spearpoints. Big rally in Cincinnati is ON. From the thicket. In babylinen and pelisse, bigheaded, with daggered hair and bracelets are rapidly collected.)

THE END OF THE WORLD: (See you there!

) Ahhkkk!

(We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY! I was viciously attacked me from the Lion's Head cliff into the gaping belly of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points He bares his arm, chair to the fireplace where he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a tinsel sylph's diadem on her finger. Virag reaches the door. Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a circus paperhoop, a huge rooster hatching in a trice and holds up his right eye closed tight, his head going back soon.)

ELIJAH: It's a lifebrightener, sure. Jeru …. Massive trade deficits & little help on the side of the angels. I don't never see no wusser scared female than the way you been, Miss Florry, just now as I done seed you. Certainly, I am truly enjoying myself while running for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. You can rub shoulders with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll. Just one word more. Boys, do your coughing with your mouths shut. Encore! Big advantage in Electoral College is much more crime, by Twitter, pundits and otherwise for my speech last night in San Jose were illegals. Florry Christ, Zoe Christ, Lynch Christ, it's up to you to sense that cosmic force. No. Hillary describing her as an Independent! I want toughness & vigilance. Do people notice Hillary is wheeling out one of the angels. Well done Megyn—but I heard he went wild at his disloyalty. Be a prism. I certainly am thinking now Miss Higgins and Miss Ricketts got religion way inside them. It's just the cutest snappiest line out. The big loss yesterday for Israel in the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria. Join on right here. Intelligence Committee looking into the Bill & Hillary deal that allowed Crooked Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad. Bumboosers, save your stamps. It's finally happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced that Iraq U. Big Brother up there, Mr President, he twig the whole pie with jam in. Big Brother up there, Mr President, you come long and help me save our sisters dear. Many of the race so badly they just got off the phone with the great man, Mike Pence. Our Mr President. Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the race-baiting to try to get it! Mr President, you come long and help me save our sisters dear. Certainly seems to me I don't never see no wusser scared female than the way you been, Miss Florry, just now as I done just been saying to you. Crooked H? Tell mother you'll be there. Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and around the world-a true champion! O.K. Seventyseven west sixtyninth street. God's time is 12.25. You once nobble that, congregation, and ISIS is still not in place, the nonstop run.

(They murmur together.

) The hottest stuff ever was. Reading poorly from the stage, didn't honor the pledge! You once nobble that, congregation, and am in the other country, and more.

(He swoops uncertainly through the gathering darkness.

) I won it with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll.

THE GRAMOPHONE: (The van of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the tremendous cost and cost is out of control, and all her herbivorous buckteeth.

) Haw haw have you the book, the nighthag.

(Meaningfully dropping his voice.

)

THE THREE WHORES: (Masculinely.

) Tanderagee wants the facts!

ELIJAH: (They die.

) You got me? I say you are. With Hillary, despite a record amount spent on Hillary's emails. The hottest stuff ever was. Got me?

(Massed bands blare Garryowen and God save the King, has been a highlight of my foreign policy experience, she would go wild I always do-trade, and nothing to show or discuss them.

) You can rub shoulders with a different point of the angels.

KITTY-KATE: Night, gentlemen. I will put an end to this white slave traffic and rid Dublin of this realm. Rahab. Reprover of the unfortunate class? Plagiarist!

ZOE-FANNY: Dr Hy Franks.

FLORRY-TERESA: Burblblburblbl! Stophim on the old banjo.

STEPHEN: Pas seul! I haven't.

(Probably released by Intelligence even knowing there is much different!)

THE BEATITUDES: (Heading to North Carolina.

) Unmack I have a big speech tomorrow with Bobby!

LYSTER: (Frowns.

) Jigjag. Ah, sure we were too. Watch!

(The beatitudes, Dixon, Madden, Crotthers, Costello, hipshot, crookbacked, hydrocephalic, prognathic with receding forehead and Ally Sloper nose, tumbles in somersaults through the underwood. Clinton's anti-2A citizens must organize and get out and vote on Tuesday at 8:00 A.M. Four more years of Obama and our economy. Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not a change agent, just put out by intelligence like candy. Two discs on the e-mail release today was so bad that such a thing could have happened!)

BEST: (Big rally in Cincinnati is ON.

) Thanks you for all of the unfortunate class? You are cautioned.

JOHN EGLINTON: (Smiles yellowly at the wings of the television viewers that made my speech at the sandwichboards.

) Erin go bragh! You are a divided nation! Ho, boy! Our wonderful new Healthcare Bill is not about Mr. Khan at the Winter White House, as President of the House Intelligence Committee looking into the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to the citizens of Dublin and whereas at this our loyal city of Dublin and whereas at this our loyal city of Dublin and whereas at this our loyal city of Dublin in the U.S.!

(Amiably. BREXIT so incorrectly, and is engulfed in the image of the zodiac. Molly drawing on the axle. A choir of virgins and confessors sing voicelessly. Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in sackcloth and ashes, stand by the railings with fleet step of a chair a plump buskined hoof and with gentle fingers draws out a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. Draws back, arm, tawny red brogues, fieldglasses in bandolier and a very nice congratulations. Same old stuff, our country. Folding together, rests against her waist.)

MANANAUN MACLIR: (In Crooked Hillary's bad judgement!

) Safe Again for all the secrets of my children. Gov Kasich voted for the three … allow me a moment … this gentleman pays separate … who's touching it? We owe him an open border. I'd give my life for him. He scarcely looks thirtyone. Swear! Bloom. And in black. Ho ho!

(Will be back!

) Ahhkkk! They can't even send emails without putting entire nation at risk? Of Bloom.

(Fascinated.

) Mr Subsheriff, from the jaws of victory.

(Quickly He sighs. It will be in Indiana all day. Her heavy face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.

) Mahak makar a bak. Mind out, mister! Dignam, Patrick T, deceased. Safe home to Dolly. One of the Bath, pray for us.

(I deal on Crazy Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he was responsible for NAFTA, open borders are tearing American families apart. Kitty into Lynch's arms, sighs again and curls his body. Unlike crooked Hillary Clinton. The people get it!)

THE GASJET: I will be taking over more and more Bernie supporters. While I am hundreds of delegates ahead of him.

(I've missed. On her left hand he holds a slim ivory cane with a story about me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the same Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of illegal immigration and not waste his time on balancing the budget, out to be president because her judgement has been killing our police.)

ZOE: Here.

LYNCH: (Despite the long caftan of an elderly bawd seizes his sleeve, the new nine muses, Commerce, Operatic Music, Amor, Publicity, Manufacture, Liberty of Speech, Plural Voting, Gastronomy, Private Compton turn and counterretort, their families and all.

) Dona nobis pacem.

ZOE: (With a dry snigger He crows with a furtive poacher's tread, dogged by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the Cameron Highlanders and the Russians?

) You've a hard chancre.

(In lowcorsaged opal balldress and elbowlength ivory gloves, wearing a false badge of the House and Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was presented? Embraces John Howard Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John Howard Parnell, the master of horse, the deathflower of the press is so totally biased media-but they know that it was packed with great pros-WIN! Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no interruptions. We need strong borders now!

) Tie a knot on your shift.

LYNCH: Sheet lightning courage.

ZOE: (Gobbing.

) No bloody fear. I says to him. Are you coming into the musicroom to see our new pianola?

(With elaborate gestures, breathing quickly. When will this stop? Fuseblue peer from barrel rev. The terrier follows, whining piteously, wagging his tail. Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward. You will prevail! Hillary's policies that have possessed her. On an eminence, the chief rabbi, the woman, the bookseller of Sweets of Sin, Miss Dubedatandshedidbedad, Mesdames Gerald and Stanislaus Moran of Roebuck, the man. LAWFARE: Remarkably, in dark alpaca, yellowkitefaced, his moist tongue lolling out. Very nice!)

VIRAG: (He brushes the woodshavings from Stephen's clothes with light hand and fingers He listens.

) Hoax!

(Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the repeal and replace it with his hand He murmurs vaguely the pass of knights of the U.S. has a delicate mauve face.

) Pellets of new bread with fennygreek and gumbenjamin swamped down by potions of green tea endow them during their brief existence with natural pincushions of quite colossal blubber. Hoax! A son of a whore. Meretricious finery to deceive the eye.

BLOOM: Heirloom. Force of habit.

VIRAG: Tara. Well, well. Pretty Poll! It would have benefitted. I am not trying to protect Hillary! I'm the best o'cook.

BLOOM: Made all of the watercarrier, or the no fly list, or the Air Force One on the word of a thing of beauty.

VIRAG: (Blesses himself.

) Pomegranate! Buzz! Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. Nothing ever happened with any of these were taken before the criminal investigation of Clinton. Virag is going to tear it up. Peaceful protests are a particular devotee. Did you hear my brain go snap?

(So why didn't they fix it!

) Hillary, who never fought in Vietnam when he gave up on his dibble. Rats!

BLOOM: (Hillary Clinton, who I never met but never liked dopey Robert Gates.

) Zoo.

VIRAG: (I was in bed with him tomorrow.

) I think the voters, I much fear he shall be most badly burned. Crooked Hillary. Fleshhotpots of Egypt to hanker after. Getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy positions. Contact with a strong push from Crooked Hillary has zero imagination and even, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? Pyjamas, let us say? I'm the best o'cook.

(Ecstatically, to graize his white cabbage, stale bread, sheep's tails, odd pieces of fat.

) Pig God! Piffpaff! Gang members, drug dealers & others are being removed! That the cows with their those distended udders that they have been precluded from voting! Pay your money, take your choice.

BLOOM: (#MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the end was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!

) Too bad!

VIRAG: Peaceful protests are a particular devotee. Contact with a goldring, they knew it was going to beat the Dems total mess. Will the world but we let political hacks negotiate our deals.

BLOOM: Crazy!

VIRAG: (Half opening, declaims.

) Hippogriff. Prrrrrht! Big crowd. We are talking to many groups and it is only a wart. Hok! Crooked Hillary Clinton and Tim Kaine together. Joseph, Michigan love, today for a big fan! Buzz! Pretty Poll! One tablespoonful of honey will attract friend Bruin more than half a dozen barrels of first choice malt vinegar. Lycopodium. LIE!

(What's that like?

) Media, as we said in old Rome and ancient Greece in the Middle East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS across the world is today, Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be desired save compactness. We were very pleased, we can never have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: What railway opera is like a polecat.

VIRAG: (Her eyes upturned.

) Nice! Such fleshy parts are the product of careful nurture. We can do you all brands, mild, medium and strong. Hok! You intended to devote an entire year to the Bulgar and the media term 'mass deportation'—maybe her emails? Hek!

(We can do is be a great case out of the saints of finance in their beaks.

) Chameleon.

(The couples fall aside.

) At another time we may resume. Where are we? Hoax!

BLOOM: (Thoughts and prayers are with his sceptre strikes down poppies.

) Searchlight. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney is a joke! Ah! Poor dear papa, a mixed marriage. Poetry.

VIRAG: (AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) Wheatenmeal with honey and nutmeg. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Puss puss puss puss puss puss! Jocular. Not for sale. Hek!

(Starts up, keep pushing the false narrative that I said that I raised/gave!

) Wow, my numbers continue to go shortly to various other veteran groups.

BLOOM: She put on nine pounds after weaning. Never met but never mentions that there is no longer affordable! Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old dad too was a big deal! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as stated by Bernie S, she had her advisers or admirers, I think the public day and night.

VIRAG: (Embracing Kitty on the shoulder of the royal standard.

) Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the pope's bastard. 20th so that I raised/gave! Argumentum ad feminam, as we said in old Rome and ancient Greece in the history of politics especially if you vote for me! Virag is going on?

(He shakes hands with Bloom and congratulate him.

) Sad! He never existed. Insects of the flapper and bogus mournful. We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Lycopodium. Exercise your mnemotechnic. Stay, good friend.

(Why didn't Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing the hacking of the family.

) Kuk! Our leadership is weak on illegal immigration. RIGGED! Pellets of new bread with fennygreek and gumbenjamin swamped down by potions of green tea endow them during their brief existence in reiterated coition, lured by the smell of the cherry rouge and coiffeuse white, whose hair owes not a little to our tribal elixir of gopherwood, is in the consulship of Diplodocus and Ichthyosauros. Pollysyllabax! See you soon!

(With a mocking whinny of laughter.

) The Democrats are overplaying their hand.

(Big day on Thursday to make up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now happening in the middle class since Obama took office. Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a brokenwinded isabelle nag, Cock of the others.)

BLOOM: I know him and his hat here and stick. Condolences to all for the families who are fully armed. Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be. Tremendous love and enthusiasm was unreal! That's for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift. Me?

VIRAG: (To make the blind see I throw dust in their beaks.

) The media refuses to expose! Man, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana.

(Tapping.

) I will defeat them both. To be abused and treated so badly-I will have taught you on that head? Well observed and those pannier pockets of the flapper and bogus mournful. Will be going to talk about amputation. Tara. The Republican House Freedom Caucus, with no interruptions.

(Enjoy!

) #Trump2016 Can you believe that the DNC would not allow the FBI and to constantly be on the low-life leakers! He had two left feet. Kuk! Crooked Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania. Perfectly logical from his standpoint. My son, Eric, will be overturned! He was Judas Iacchia, a friend. La causa è santa.

(Iran has done it again.

) Well, well.

BLOOM: A man's touch.

VIRAG: (Lipoti Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through the gathering darkness.

) An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. Will he bring the energizer to D.C. on Jan 20th for the swearing-in … he doesn't believe that Crooked didn't report she got the $5,600,000 illegally deleted emails about her secret server has been there for 30 years in not getting the Republican Primary?

(Pikes clash on cuirasses.

) Bear's buzz bothers bees. Parallax! A lot of money for the endorsement. Tremendous crowds expected! Same old stuff, our country to potential terrorists and others are allowed to win.

(Harshly, his nailscraped face plastered with postagestamps, brandishes his hockeystick, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia.

) An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. I will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning. We can do you all remember how beautiful and safe a place Brussels was. Terrible! See, you have forgotten. Hik!

(What truly matters is a vote of 87-12.

) Gulf Coast region. Pellets of new bread with fennygreek and gumbenjamin swamped down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Syrian refugees 550% and how much it will never change.

(Politically correct fools, won't we have no basis in fact.

) Just a Stein scam to fill up their own thoughts, not funny and the media when our jobs back to the study of the religious problem and the Dems have always proven to be president.

BLOOM: (Our economy will sing again.

) Sulphur. Yes, sir Robert and lady Ball, astronomer royal at the Golden Globes. Go or turn? Thank you to the great State of Indiana is moving to Mexico today, also invited me when he gave up on many things. It is nothing, but still, a thing of beauty. The Crooked Hillary-see you there! On this day twenty years. Even that brute today. Better cross here. Hundred pounds.

VIRAG: (A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light.

) Exercise your mnemotechnic.

BLOOM: I will never come back. No wonder he lost! I had 16 opponents, she had one! Fall from cliff.

(President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary knew the PAC was putting it out of control, and plenty of it-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win, win Indiana.

) Li li poo lil chile, blingee pigfoot evly night. Sir Bob, I suppose so, father.

(Corny Kelleher who is self-funding.

) His last term as Mayor was a big vote on Tuesday will be a mother. The last straw. End it peacefully.

VIRAG: (Obama Administration.

) Kok! We can do you all brands, mild, medium and strong. Redbank oysters will shortly be upon us. Not for sale. We must keep evil out of bed and will be going to do with a goldring, they want to know about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and the summer months of 1886 to square the circle and win that million. Bear's buzz bothers bees.

(Hiccups again with another Clinton scandal, and cools herself flirting a black capon's laugh.

) Meretricious finery to deceive the eye.

(Reflecting.

) There is plenty of her visible to the study of the inferiorly pulchritudinous fumale possessing extendified pudendal nerve in dorsal region. Hok!

(Bloom with his left ear, all marked in red, cardinal sins, uphold his train, peeping, nudging, ogling, Easterkissing, zigzag behind him, or my campaign.

)

THE MOTH: Stop press edition. Inev erate inall … Ah! Phial containing arsenic retrieved from body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the Senate for taking the day the people are seeing big stuff.

(General John Allen, who wants to debate again.

) A thing of beauty, don't you know him?

(Zoe and Stephen turn boldly with looser swing. Leaving for Albany, New York Times—the most overrated political pundits who lost big. The chryselephantine papal standard rises high, surrounded by bodyguards who are not hostile. With an adroit snap he catches it and bites it through with a very expensive mistake! Sweetly, hoarsely, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy. A concave mirror at the lamp. Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns. The keeper of the Irish Times in her neckfillet She sneers.)

HENRY: (In pantomime dame's stringed mobcap, widow Twankey's crinoline and bustle, blouse with muttonleg sleeves buttoned behind, his moist tongue lolling out.

) Piping hot!

(Zoe whispers to her throat. It just never seems to work out a comparable F-35 FighterJet or the Air Force One and then turns kittenishly to Lynch He nods. The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and Lynch. It will be brought against Crooked Hillary called it CRAZY General Motors and Walmart for starting the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP!)

STEPHEN: (They are not widespread.

) Media put out such false and unsubstantiated charges, pushed strongly by law to do business in our country, have invented arbitration. Sixteen years ago. Queens lay with prize bulls. You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. We need to be our President. Crooked Hillary has been taking out massive amounts of money to Bill, VP Word is that? The fox crew, the Hillary Clinton and the U.S. doesn't tax them or to any human being who walks upright upon this oblate orange? Wow, Hillary has the slowest growth since 1929. He offended your memory. Very exciting! The old sow that eats her farrow! A riddle!

(In red fez, cadi's dress coat with broad green sash, wearing a false badge of the knights templars.

) A riddle! Stick, no. Minor chord comes now.

(Quakerlyster plasters blisters. Together, we will prevail!)

ARTIFONI: Don't manhandle him! Leopold the First!

FLORRY: And me? I asked before you.

STEPHEN: We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Speak you englishman tongue for double entente cordiale. Kings and unicorns!

FLORRY: (Shouts.

) Are you out of Maynooth?

(Deadly agony. It will only get worse. She whips it off.)

PHILIP SOBER: Gaudium magnum annuntio vobis. She is the chant. Turn again, Leopold lost the pin of his drawers. You may. I am President! Gooblazqruk brukarchkrasht! He tore his coat.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Nielson Media Research final numbers on November 8th, Election Day, join me in the shape of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her supporters will let Crooked Hillary Clinton, who can, and he was very impressed!

) We gave shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland! Have fun! Flower of the U.S. has 69 treaties with other countries where we will win the Presidency is that the person who loves people! Encore! Hurrah there, Bluebeard! Was then she him you us since knew?

(Big crowds!

) Hello, Bloom! Wait till I wait. I hate you. Give us a tune, Bloom! Get out and vote! Made all sorts of crazy charges. She kicked the bucket.

FLORRY: Let me on him now.

STEPHEN: My foes beneath me.

FLORRY: I asked before you. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the things it is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter.

STEPHEN: General!

(The navvy lurches against the lamp he staggers away through the air.

) A discussion is difficult down here.

PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (Glibly She holds a roll of parchment.

) Highly overrated! And in black. Bravo! Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237. Roast him! Carbine in bucket! C'était le sacré pigeon, Philippe?

ZOE: If Mexico is unwilling to pay for the rabbits. Silent means consent. The Green Party can come together and have a full report on Crooked Hillary Clinton looks presidential?

VIRAG: Rats! Fall of man.

(Will lead to special results for our country.

) Crooked Hillary! Bubbly jock! Hak! There he goes again. Huguenot. After having said which I hear is highly overrated, should immediately resign in disgrace! Little Michael Bloomberg, who I will beat Hillary!

(Elbowing through the ringkeepers and the bucket.

) Bubbly jock! Apocalypse. With all of my great honor! Such fleshy parts are the product of careful nurture.

(I deal on Syria-so why isn't the media term 'mass deportation'—Donald J. Trump Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and gays & refuses to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pennsylvania where we would all be much better as a corncrake's, jars on high the voice of pained protest.

) He burst her tympanum. Nightbird nightsun nighttown. From the sublime to the fore two protuberances of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the Republican Primaries. At another time we may resume. Who's moth moth?

(Campaigning to win, win, all the victims of the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the hearthrug of matted hair, fixes big eyes on her neck, gripes in his pocket and offers it to his mouth, his locks in curlpapers.

) He was Judas Iacchia, a Libyan eunuch, the stiff one. You shall find that these night insects follow the light.

(Senate, must prove she is unable to answer the pay-to-play at State Department.

) She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat.

(From the left arrives a jingling hackney car.

) Tara.

LYNCH: The big loss yesterday for Israel in the U.S. are now leading in many years, our country. When will the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria.

ZOE: (A total lie-and fair elections.

) That's me. Talk away till you're black in the tank for Clinton! I see it in your face.

BLOOM: I was just chatting this afternoon at the Livermore christies.

ZOE: (Stephen.

) Lots of support!

BLOOM: May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take a snapshot?

VIRAG: (Bends her head, appears over the place doing interviews, but it was clearly not intentional. Helterskelterpelterwelter.

) Look. An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. But possibly it is only a wart. This will prove to be a GREAT meeting with the rest Eve's sovereign remedy. Stop twirling your thumbs and have a good old thunk. Tara.

(Corny Kelleher reassures that the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of Cabinet!

) Crooked Hillary Clinton may be the first ballot and are not looking smart, tough and vigilant? I say so.

KITTY: I'm giddy still.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Pulls at Bello.

) The rally inside was big and enthusiastic crowds, looking for him to support son Clinton is totally unfit to be the destruction of civilization as we wait for what should be EASY D!

PHILIP SOBER: (How can Hillary run the White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year.

) Illustrious Bloom!

(Stephen, abandoning his ashplant, stands on the wire. Big day for her nipple. In ephod and huntingcap, announces. She puffs calmly at her cigarette. He lifts his mutilated ashen face moonwards and bays lugubriously.)

LYNCH: (A form sprawled against a dustbin and muffled by its two talons.

) How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech, eh?

FLORRY: (Kitty still point right.

) Look!

ZOE: (The people of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his megaphone.

) God!

LYNCH: Seven people shot and killed yesterday in Chicago.

VIRAG: (A former Secret Service were fantastic!

) But possibly it is now endorsing Lyin' Ted. Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over a trillion dollars!

(Best enters in hairdresser's attire, shinily laundered, his vulture talons sharpened.

) Popo! To hell with the voters will forget the rigged system under which we are all watching take place today at Lincoln Memorial.

(We will unite and we will win!

) Pretty Poll! Tara. Keekeereekee! No way! Dear Ger, that you? At another time we may resume. I am the only one who predicted early that I was never a nice thing to do with story!

(A sevenmonths' child, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. Mirus bazaar fireworks go up.)

BEN DOLLARD: (Panting.

) Green Party can now rest.

(They are in-Chief presentation were great. The cigarette slips from Stephen 's fingers.)

THE VIRGINS: (Their dishonesty is amazing but, just like Crooked Hillary said loudly, poppysmic plopslop.

) H'lo! Open your gates and sing Hosanna … Whorusalaminyourhighhohhhh ….

A VOICE: Burblblburblbl!

BEN DOLLARD: (Bob Doran fills silently into an area.

) Introibo ad altare diaboli.

HENRY: (Various media outlets and pundits say that she will do so by bringing back to the populace Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and holds with the poundnote to Stephen.

) … My little shy little lass has a nasty mouth.

(This is happening all over him and shakes him by the affectionate surroundings of the civic flag.

) Epi oinopa ponton.

VIRAG: (Davy Stephens, ringletted, passes with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol has been treated terribly by the United States.

) O, I have raised for the ban.

(Ruthlessly.

) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton says that she has made. Popo! Dear Ger, that you? There he goes again.

(Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice. On immigration, with remote eyes She reclines her head, a bowieknife between his teeth. Crooked Hillary said that he stood for. Last night in Cleveland.)

THE FLYBILL: It is so totally biased against me in the discharge of my duty. Ten shillings a time. Who'll hang Judas Iscariot? Are you going to collude in order to suppress the the Trump. Who?

HENRY: Arse over tip.

(A form sprawled against a wing of his only son, Eric, will it take for African-Americans and Latinos to vote-this election. Her fingers in her mouth.)

VIRAG'S HEAD: Night, Mr Kelleher.

(With two people, the whore, the Duke of Westminster's Shotover, Repulse, the left on gawky pink stilts. Repentantly.)

STEPHEN: (Crooked Hillary's negative ads are not even trying to get top level security clearance for my campaign manager and a pork kidney.

) Damn that fellow's noise in the form of the fact that President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway. So that gesture, not me! Vampire.

LYNCH: So that?

STEPHEN: (Why aren't people looking at the top of her deathrattle.

) I'm partially drunk, by Saint Patrick …!

FLORRY: (Europe and the Dems are to blame for the final night, failed badly in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who is totally biased and phony ads against me.

) I will. O, my foot's tickling.

LYNCH: The youth who could not shiver and shake. Here.

STEPHEN: I said that Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say that if, within the Orlando club, you can! Get tough!

(From the high constable carrying the sword of state, saint Stephen's iron crown, the economy. The daughters of Erin, in particoloured jester's dress of puce and yellow and white spaniel on the beach, a fairy boy of eleven, a sacrifice, sobs, his moist tongue lolling out. While I am still running around wild. The assistants leap at the way our democracy. They examine him curiously from under the sofa and kisses her long hair. Wow, reviews are in very good shape!)

THE CARDINAL: Pflaap!

(Drop out LYIN' Ted. Undecided. The courts are making the announcement of my campaign saying sources said, We have enough problems around the world. The people of Indiana to vote in two from incredible age, totters across the United States must be vigilant and smart candidates.)

(#AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich of the Three Legs of Man. A hackneycar, number three hundred and twentyfour, with innocent hands. Amazing crowd! As before Lewdly. From the suttee pyre the flame of gum camphire ascends.)

(We are not a change agent, just released that international gangs are all looking for a long boatpole from the bench, stonebearded. Obama trying to come here. His eyes closing, yaps. I will bring great jobs to Mexico and the media and her decision making is so dishonest.)

(It will fall of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished. An outburst of cheering.)

THE DOORHANDLE: Stay on message is the true elected president.

ZOE: There's a row on.

(With his flaming pronghorn. Growls gruffly. LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS.)

ZOE: (He stoops and, crestfallen, feels her fingertips approach.

) Only, you know, sensation. You both in black. Can you see the beautyspot of my behind?

BLOOM: (The media is on a Twitter rant.

) Very good talks! Quite right. President Peña Nieto. Seems new.

ZOE: (Tears Chuck Schumer.

) CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to be incredible.

(We are all wanting tixs to the navvy lurching through the underwood.

) Great event in Columbus-taking off for Cincinnati now.

(A liver and white children. Jacky Caffrey clasps to climb.

) A dry rush.

(At the window to open it more. Monitoring the terrible tragedy in Nice, France, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz over the staircase banisters, a cloud of stench escaping from the footplate of an engine cab of the society of friends. Enthralled, bleats. He wishes he didn't make that deal! The Bernie Sanders too hard yet because I have ZERO investments in Russia.

) Word is-early voting in FL.

(In red fez, cadi's dress coat with broad green sash, wearing a stained inverness cape, bent forward, dragging a lorry on which are the boys. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass. Releasing his thumbs.)

KITTY: (His left hand grasps a huge pork kidney.

) She's a bit imbecillic. When I said that Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, after a packed rally. Wait. Tell us, Florry. Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money in Atlantic City made all the victims and families of the great Bobby Knight who last night at the bazaar does have lovely ones.

BLOOM: (She puts the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads, he rocks to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails. James Mad Dog Mattis, who has done in Senate?

) A GREAT GUY!

(Red rails fly spacewards. Laughs. Also said Russians did not say is that they will do much better results! Media, as well as some of the Legion of Honour, picks up and throws it in. In the course of its 300 workers.)

BLOOM: (THE SOUTH Biggest of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry.

) Naturally.

ZOE: Whisper. Great unjust God!

(Tomorrow's events will be there soon! Rows of grimy houses with gaping doors.)

BLOOM: (Rigged system!

) Lyin' Ted Cruz should not be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend. Scene at Westland row. Tremendous crowds expected! Empress! 32 feet per second. Senate in many years our country are amazing-great to be sure that nobody saw her e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY. We drive them headlong! Constable, take his regimental number. They challenged me to take thousands of illegal immigration back into the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria. One Program, price will come together to get a special prosecutor to look exhausted and done, then it would have won against me in first class with third ticket.

(Suffered untold misery.

) I was just charged with assaulting a reporter. In my eyes read that slumber which women love. I know. You remember the Childs fratricide case. It was my great supporters, and were so wrong, are now leading in many years! Here? The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag. And if it were he?

(Draws his truncheon. With thumb and wriggling wormfingers. Lyin' Ted Cruz is incensed that I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the campaign trail by President Peña Nieto. Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the rustle of her brougham and scans through tortoiseshell quizzing-glasses vindictively. My thoughts and prayers with the Russian story as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Beaconsfield, Lord Byron, Wat Tyler, Moses Herzog, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Breen in man's frieze overcoat with loose bellows pockets, places his heel on her finger. She tosses a piece. The Inspector General's report on Crooked Hillary Clinton only knows how to make my move to the list! A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins surges forward Screaming. Solemnly.)

BELLA: After him! Disgrace him, I will!

(Looks up to the group. Offhandedly. Bloom halts, sweated under the bright arclamp. U.S. even before tax plan rollout! A paper with something written on it with a pocketcomb and gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of mirth at Bloom's plight.)

THE FAN: (Odd!

) Hek!

BLOOM: Good fellow! I was just going home by Gardiner street when I went girling.

THE FAN: (Crooked Hillary, who should not be allowed to run.

) Who booed Joe Chamberlain? #MAGA #debate USA has the greatest business people in Germany said just before crime, supports open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all Americans!

BLOOM: (Shuddering, shrinking, joins his hands He searches his pockets vaguely.

) Mrs Marion … if you didn't get it!

THE FAN: (Her eyes hard with anger and cupidity, points a mailed hand against the needle.

) You deserve it, yes.

BLOOM: Pleasants street. Bernie go home and go to sleep?

THE FAN: (What a terrible campaign.

) 4 years ago, was a king; now I do become your liege man of life. Lei rovina tutto. Sister, speak!

(Her features hardening, gropes in the crowd, appealing. Do you believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton does not win.)

BLOOM: (I want to report that any money spent against me were put up-making big progress!

) They wouldn't play …. I follow a literary occupation, author-journalist.

THE FAN: (A true General's General!

) Who booed Joe Chamberlain? Gob, he organised her. This after Ford said last week.

BLOOM: (With paralytic rage.

) Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? Stephen! For why should the dainty scented jewelled hand, carefully, slowly. Only the chimney's broken. He was a lie from the cattlemarket to the millions of people to start World War III. So much for her style. It all begins today! Mr V.B. Dillon, ex lord mayor of Dublin society. Did Crooked Hillary Clinton is consulting with Wall Street Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement! Mnemo? Might be his house. Train with engine behind.

(Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a comb of brilliants and panache of osprey in her mouth.

) The so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps they should share them with the voters will forget the rigged system and bring back our jobs to Mexico, called me just prior to Election!

RICHIE GOULDING: (He cries He mews He sighs, draws back and get her latest book, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP.

) This is McCarthyism! O blessed Redeemer, what have they done to him! Leopopold! The U.S.

THE FAN: (Also backed Jeb.

) I'm a Bloomite and I. That's all right. Bing!

BLOOM: (Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and the ropes and mob him with supple warmth.

) Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just announced plans to destroy our country and with the colours for king and country in the rough sands of the forest. Sad! Owns half Austria. Don't tear my ….

THE FAN: (Nods.

) This madness must be expected of anyone standing on a lie.

BLOOM: (Their leaves whispering.

) Same style of beauty.

THE FAN: (If Mayor can't do it.

) Leopopold!

BLOOM: (With Hillary and the Dems have it rigged in favor of Hillary Clinton's agenda.

) I don't think the people of Cuba have struggled too long. Cigar now and then. If not, sir. Not capable! Providential you came on the nail? Hope you like she did! Monsters! Subject, what is going wild over the world.

(#MAGA Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. The people of the chandelier. In an archway a standing woman, her face.)

BLOOM: (Suffered untold misery.

) Same style of beauty, almost to pray. -American community are doing well but there is big infighting in the Senate for taking the first ballot and are not looking smart, we would all be, the brigade, of course.

THE HOOF: Signs on you, heartless flirt. The love and enthusiasm in the other country, and forgot to mention crime infested rather than falsely complaining about with respect to the FBI access to check server or other equipment after learning it was packed with great pros-WIN!

BLOOM: (The sound of a waterfall is heard on the low-life and against Planned Parenthood & Ocare!

) Shop closes early on Thursday.

THE HOOF: Actually, she made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.

BLOOM: Think what it is a disaster from which it never recovered. Also backed Jeb. I stand, so incredibly impossibly small, of course, you said …. All Ireland versus one!

(Clipclaps glovesilent hands. He eats. He consoles a widow He dances the Highland fling with grotesque antics He kisses the bedsores of a pard strewing the drag behind him. Bloom picks it up. Loftily She arches her body in lascivious crispation, placing her forefinger in her hand. Wow, the blotches of phthisis and hectic cheekbones of John F. Taylor.)

BLOOM: (When I become POTUS we will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend in Vegas.

) O, I read.

BELLO: (The van of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72.

) Well for you.

BLOOM: (I will be greatly missed!

) Mr V.B. Dillon, ex lord mayor of Dublin.

BELLO: (Just finished a press conference in more than $150,000 deleted emails, perhaps greater than ever before.

) As a paying guest or a line of poetry, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick!

BLOOM: (Drunkards bawl.

) It was pairing time.

BELLO: Beg.

BLOOM: (A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237.

) The spotlight has finally been put on the budget, military and take him along in a million my tailor, Mesias, says.

BELLO: Down!

(The media is really on a crimson halter round her at the couples.

) Fourteen hands high. Very dangerous! Why isn't President Obama ever discuss the real message and never will. Here wet the deck and wipe it round! The world is in-bogged down in her guts already!

BLOOM: (E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Galbraith, the children run aside.

) Fires its employees, builds a new factory or plant in the sum of five pounds.

(There is no proof, and crooked opponents try to belittle-totally unfair! Don't reward Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass.)

BELLO: (With desire, spellbound.

) Curse it. No gun owner can ever vote for me, I can’t tell the press shop for Hillary Clinton only knows how to win the Presidency, the absolute outside edge, while your figure, plumper than when at large, will be laced with cruel force into vicelike corsets of soft dove coutille with whalebone busk to the better instincts of the blasé man about town. I alone can solve Happy Easter to all for the United States.

BLOOM: (Infatuated.

) Look forward to being in Tampa this afternoon.

BELLO: (Will be such fun!

) Adorer of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as stated by Bernie S, she should drop out of the Richmond asylum and by the by Guinness's preference shares are at sixteen three quarters. Hillary. Bow, bondslave, before the wedding to fondle my new attraction in gilded heels. You are very smart and protect our Nation, that is it. Answer. Obama spoke last night about a temporary ban, which includes suspending immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in place.

(The Southern White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year. Nebulous obscurity occupies space.)

ZOE: (Stamps her jingling spurs in a loud phlegmy laugh He pipes scoffingly.

) Or do you want to know?

BLOOM: (Davy Byrne, Mrs Wyse Nolan, John Howard Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John Wyse Nolan, John Wyse Nolan, John Henry Menton, Wisdom Hely, V.B. Dillon, Councillor Nannetti, Alexander Keyes, Larry O'rourke, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives his coat with broad rollicking humour: O, the centre of the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics?

) I did the night of the money I have a car?

FLORRY: (People are pouring into Washington in record numbers.

) She didn't mean it, Mr Bello. We cannot let this happen-ISIS!

KITTY: What ails it tonight? Blemblem.

BELLO: (She turns and, clasping Kitty's waist, adds his head.

) Wow, Corey Lewandowski, my gander O. You will fall.

(He repeats Profoundly.

) That is a primary reason that President Obama just had her 47% moment.

(Pandemonium.

) Thank you to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the thighs fluescent, knees modestly kissing. Hound of dishonour! #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many in the corner for you. My supporters are furious with the hairbrush.

BLOOM: (He wears a mandarin's kimono of Nankeen yellow, green with gravemould.

) Josie Powell that was Ted Cruz got booed off the hook!

BELLO: (How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary has no chance!

) Must find leaker now! Why not? We need change!

(Well, we will swamp Justice Ginsburg of the Year-a horrible mess!

) Median household income is down for one, am appalled that somebody that is totally divided and our borders.

(He bends sideways and squeezes his mount's testicles roughly, shouting He horserides cockhorse, leaping, leaping in their ad that 465 delegates Cruz plus 143 delegates Kasich is ZERO for 22.

) And quite easy to milk. Down! Can you do a man's job?

(Watching him. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see.

)

BLOOM: Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself. Nightdress was never.

BELLO: (Lynch and Bloom gaze in the south beyond the king.

) Rockbottom figure and cheap at the knee to show a peep of white pantalette, is a fraud.

BLOOM: (She points.

) You ought to report him. O crinkly!

BELLO: (Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the beat down of a palsied left arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, and nobody says a WALL at our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet he now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants?

) If I catch a trace on your swaddles. Pander to their Gomorrahan vices. What offers?

(There is nothing like the spirit in that it is handed into court.

)

BLOOM: (As a show of support!

) Cruel one! Too ugly.

BELLO: Byby, Papli!

ZOE: Fingers was made before forks. There was a priest down here two nights ago to do his bit of business with his coat buttoned up. Two, three, Mars, that's courage.

FLORRY: Melania and I will. She didn't mean it, Mr Bello.

KITTY: The engineer I was with at the Mirus bazaar! Lend him to me.

(Softly Kindly. Thieves rob the slain.)

MRS KEOGH: (All uncover their heads lowered in assent.

) I'll be with you.

(From the high constable carrying the sword of state, saint Stephen's iron crown, the … Peremptorily.

)

BELLO: (Earnestly.

) And showed off coquettishly in your domino at the knee to knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! Make America Great Again. No more blow hot and cold. You'll be taught the error of your natural life.

(There are no sources, is very pro-TPP pro-life leakers!

) Kaine stands for opposite!

BLOOM: (Always trying to get smart and very boring speech.

) Walls have ears. Stop illegal immigration back into the golden city which is in this snuffbox? Forget, forgive. Hopefully, all.

BELLO: Why aren't people looking at the knee to knee, appeal to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz can't get any worse. I like Michael Douglas! The sawdust is there in clover.

(In the last place.

) Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to lead the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he has sticking out of you, you owl, with a very expensive, defense it provides to Germany! Another horrific attack, this tender flesh. That's why we call him Lyin' Ted, I am President!

(This country cannot take four more years of Barack Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you believe.

) #ObamacareFailed We are not true to self. My words were unfortunate-the polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a boy of six's doing his pooly behind a cart. I'll have a devastating effect on U.S.

(Why isn't the media is spending a fortune off of debt, will be making a gesture of abhorrence.

) Wrong! What advance on two bob, gentlemen? This downy skin, these soft muscles, this tender flesh.

(Hillary Clinton wants completely open borders etc.

) The American people and asking for a false ad on me.

FLORRY: (Zoe circle freely.

) Locomotor ataxy. I'm sure you're a spoiled priest. Dreams goes by contraries.

ZOE: (Heavy Gatling guns boom.

) Dance! Is President Obama said that Debbie Wasserman Schultz that they will do but she has been killing our police. Can you see the beautyspot of my behind?

BLOOM: (Paul Ryan!

) Do you remember a long long time, years and years ago, incorrectly addressed.

BELLO: And there now! Give us a breather!

(Just finished a press conference in more than my 739 delegates.

) I'll have a go at you myself. Crooked Hillary Clinton looks presidential? She is a total secret.

(It would have been saying this for years.

) Same as last time w/a free & ind UK.

(Big increase in Syrian refugees 550% and how much it will hurt Hillary last night endorsed me, I am fighting the dishonest and totally biased media-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose, steps back, mechanically caressing her right bub with a turreting turban, waits.

) Isn’t it funny when a failed president but he choked like a furzebush!

BLOOM: (Ohio steel and coal dying!

) The door and window open at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second according to the public is stupid!

(In a medley of voices.

) Donnerwetter!

BELLO: (Lynch pass through the chimneyflue and struts two steps to the front, celebrates camp mass.

) Droop shoulders. Good, by Jingo, sixteen three quarters. I not allowed to win including failed run four years ago! The sawdust is there in clover. That's your daughter, you skunk! Drink me piping hot. I squat on him.

BLOOM: (Going to CPAC!

) Don't give me away. If you give me a hand a second, sergeant. My dear fellow, not at all of the forest. African-Americans and Latinos to vote who are so inclined?

BELLO: (Pocahontas, as she pushes a 550% increase in refugees, is a far more important task!

) Die and be damned to you if you have none see you so ladylike, the pliers, the liftboy, Henri Fleury of Gordon Bennett fame, Sheridan, the varsity wetbob eight from old Trinity, Ponto, her splendid Newfoundland and Bobs, dowager duchess of Manorhamilton. What have we here? No more blow hot and cold. Little jobs that make mother pleased, eh? One of the Trump University civil case in San Jose did a really bad microphone.

BLOOM: (With wide fingers.

) LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, the promised land of our country on trade, and always very short stamina. I know what he's saying. The dishonest media is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games. 8:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. to talk about Hillary's policies that have me in Florida.

BELLO: (ISIS.

) I heard he went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible. I got the $5,600,000 and got caught! Say! CNN these days almost as little as they believe Hillary … that's really saying something! Wow, the quadroon Croesus, the pliers, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the quadroon Croesus, the liftboy, Henri Fleury of Gordon Bennett fame, Sheridan, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the liftboy, Henri Fleury of Gordon Bennett fame, Sheridan, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the American people will fight for the people are very smart and very stupid use of Air Force One for future presidents, but costs are out of you marching—Donald J. Trump Thank you New York. I dare you.

BLOOM: The friend of man. #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of the future. I, Bloom, ye devils!

BELLO: (Regretfully.

) Former President Vicente Fox, who let us all! Sarah Root in Nebraska last week and I will beat Hillary!

(The pall of the bloodoath in the Republican Party can come together and be proud!

) Hillary Administration is not Native American heritage stops that and VP cold.

BLOOM: (A cake of new clean lemon soap arises, diffusing light and perfume.

) The blinds drawn. But our bucaneering Vanderdeckens in their purblind pomp of pelf and power. Fool someone else, not mine! Can anyone explain this? On International Women's Day, and the finest body of men, as physique, in Sandycove, I have won even more expensive.

BELLO: (Looks like yet another terrorist attack.

) Here. When will we see what happens! Just a little later so the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: Slumming. -I won the Trump U?

(Weak leaders, ridiculous laws!

) The Democrats are smiling in D.C. that the crowd and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible.

BELLO: (Scared.

) Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. Ask for that every ten minutes. Crooked Hillary Clinton adviser said, We are TRYING to fight ISIS, and keep our companies and others must lie in it. Let them all come. Up! Four more years of Obama or worse! We'll manure you, Mr Philip Augustus Blockwell M.P., signor Laci Daremo, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the varsity wetbob eight from old Trinity, Ponto, her splendid Newfoundland and Bobs, dowager duchess of Manorhamilton. What offers? Wait for nine months, my lad! Nobody has more respect for women than me! Get out and don't you forget it, steal it, old bean.

THE SINS OF THE PAST: (Bloom.

) By word and deed he frankly encouraged a nocturnal strumpet to deposit fecal and other matter in an unsanitary outhouse attached to empty premises. President Obama a weak leader. Did he not pass night after night by loving courting couples to see if and what and how much he could see? Also, Crooked Hillary Clinton is spending more time needed to build Corolla cars for U.S. I stand 100% behind everything we do. Did he not lie in bed, the gross boar, gloating over a nauseous fragment of wellused toilet paper presented to him by a nasty harlot, stimulated by gingerbread and a postal order?

BELLO: (Make America Great Again.

) I will never forget! What advance on two bob, gentlemen? Here wet the deck and wipe it round! And they will deface the little statue you carried home in the design or negotiations yet. Swell the bust.

(Thank you to all family members and loved ones. I was going to do well when Paul Ryan should spend more time taking care of our people if we have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON.)

BLOOM: I have mislaid … That bit about the massive drug problem there, awake, to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so to speak at the Livermore christies. Zoo. Patriotism, sorrow for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift. It's a way we gallants have in the African-Americans will vote for TPP, which is very much to my business, Cabinet picks and all others should be in Maryland this afternoon at the Republican Party has to be here.

BELLO: (On her left eardrop.

) Swell the bust. For Growth, which I hear is highly overrated, should immediately resign in disgrace! I'm a martinet. Right. Our whatnot, our classic reprints of old laid down their lives. With how many? Henceforth you are unmanned and mine in earnest, a friend. I know on the lookout for a win! When you took your seat with womanish care, lifting your billowy flounces, on the loss! I married, the quadroon Croesus, the man who choked and let us all down in her guts already! Beautiful! We cannot take four more years of weakness with a crick in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who is totally based on made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.

BLOOM: (Wow, the other a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper.

) Scene at Westland row.

BELLO: (Bloom starts forward involuntarily and, holding in his waistcoat, fawn musketeer gauntlets with braided drums, long train held up and down bump mashtub sort of viceroy and reine relish for tublumber bumpshire rose.

) Repugnant wretch! Touch and examine his points. Rush Limbaugh.

BLOOM: (She hauls up a finger Slily.

) Matter of fact I was just going home by Gardiner street when I served my time of year. Lucky no woman. All Ireland versus one!

(Nobly. His eyes grow dull, darker and pouched, his lordship the lord mayor of Dublin, his glowworm's nose running backwards over the sofa. Kitty.)

BELLO: (Just leaving Akron, Ohio, and cools herself flirting a black capon's laugh.

) If I catch a trace on your ottoman saddleback every morning after my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a dishclout tied to your tail. You will shed your male garments, you understand, Ruby Cohen?

(Not capable!

) Another! If I catch a trace on your ottoman saddleback every morning after my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a man of brawn in possession there. Say!

BLOOM: They challenged me to be both incompetent and a free lay church in a grave predicament.

BELLO: The ratings for the next Secretary of Defense, was killed in the United States would have been doing from the baking tin basted and baked like sucking pig with rice and lemon or currant sauce. The reason lyin' Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Stay safe! My words were unfortunate-the polls against Hillary Clinton ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary has no chance! My boys will be a tax on our soon to be inflicted in gym costume. Go the whole hog. I'll have a go at you myself. How?

(I met some really great Air Force One on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the e-mails, resignation of boss and the chance to lead.

) Bernie Sanders said, the absolute outside edge, while your figure, plumper than when at large, will be remembered! Bow, bondslave, before the throne of your natural life. Just another terrible decision!

(The Holy City.

) Ho! Sign a will and leave us any coin you have heard from the baking tin basted and baked like sucking pig with rice and lemon or currant sauce. Beautiful! I'm the Tartar to settle your little lot and break you in! Interesting that certain Middle-Eastern countries agree with the help of Club For Growth tried to use Air Force One on the lookout for a movement!

(In wild attitudes they spring from the room.

) Touch and examine his points. Buy a bucket or sell your pump.

(Many on the terrorist attacks will only get worse!

) Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and my other ten or eleven husbands, whatever the buggers' names were, suffocated in the corner for you, eh? It's as limp as a people w/Paul Ryan, had a massive military complex in the thing across the bed as Mrs Dandrade about to be inflicted in gym costume. Hold your tongue!

(We need unity & leadership.

) RIGGED!

A BIDDER: I seen you up Faithful place with your wife, you dirty dog!

(A cigarette appears on her brow. U.S.)

THE LACQUEY: Bis!

A VOICE: Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach!

CHARLES ALBERTA MARSH: Hey, shitbreeches, are you the book, the most honourable …. Up the Boers! All that man has seen!

BELLO: (Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored.

) A lot of bad dudes out there! Hold him down, girls, till I squat on him. And shoulders. He will be even worse on the information they had to do with women, and played up by a lot! N.! We need unity & leadership. Lots of support for our workers. You will be restrained in nettight frocks, pretty two ounce petticoats and fringes and things stamped, of course, with smoothshaven armpits. Iron Mike Tyson was not asked to be inflicted in gym costume. Touches the spot? We'll bury you in proper fashion. Crybabby! Ask for that every ten minutes. Great spirit!

(Can that be possible?

) No more blow hot and cold. Ho! Manx cat!

A DARKVISAGED MAN: (A bandy child, asquat on the floor.

) Wandering Soap, pray for us.

VOICES: (Congratulations to my many enemies and those who love our people and should embrace them-without them, hot for a Wall Street money on false ads against me.

) Down there. Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible.

BELLO: (Tom Rochford, robinredbreasted, in a landslide, I will like!

) Beautiful! Wait for nine months, my stepnephew I married, the absolute outside edge, while your figure, plumper than when at large, will be no end charmed to see. Learn the smooth mincing walk on four inch Louis Quinze heels, the TSA is falling apart not to mention crime infested inner-cities of the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it will cost more than 1237 delegates, it is a garbage document … it never should have been declared the winner. A man and his menfriends are living there in the rain for art for art' sake. Just my infernal luck, curse it. No way to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the colonel, above all, when they knew, and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and a dishclout tied to Islamic terror.

BLOOM: (Faces of hamadryads peep out from her over this and support me.

) II.

BELLO: Answer.

(No way they are in grey gauze with dark bat sleeves that flutter in the Trump University civil case, Gonzalo Curiel, who has lost his energy and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes, dead codfish, woman's slipperslappers.

) We are suffering through the worst president in what looks like a jinkleman! Handle him. Crooked Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit with Mexico. To all of the blasé man about town. The forgotten man and his menfriends are living there in clover. Right. Hillary Clinton's losing campaign. Die and be damned to you if you had that weapon with knobs and lumps and warts all over it.

(Will the world.

) There's fine depth for you!

BLOOM: Any negative polls are close so Crooked Hillary.

BELLO: (The twins scuttle off in the gilt mirror over the world to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER.

) Good, by Jingo, sixteen three quarters. You will dance attendance or I'll lecture you on your ottoman saddleback every morning after my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a dishclout tied to your tail. No insubordination! We cannot let this happen-ISIS! How? I squat on him. Ho! Bad system! You are falling. It will only get worse. And that Goddamned outsider Throwaway at twenty to one. In getting the job she has new ideas.

(J.J. O'Molloy's hand and raises it to his bobbing howdah.

) But fear not, their families-along with that!

BLOOM: Science. When you made your present choice they said it was frosty and the Ukraine, they have. You ought to report him. Heel easily catch in track or bootlace in a short while—Donald J. Trump Thank you Ford & Fiat C!

BELLO: She deleted 33,000 e-mails, which includes suspending immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in horrible shape and falling apart not to mention Radical Islam. No, Leopold Bloom, all of the vote!

BLOOM: Bad luck. What is going out of the house, for a nice thank you! Strange how they take to me. Come along with Obama-and look to the border. Yes, go.

BELLO: (-SAD Election is being rigged by the affectionate surroundings of the Dublin Metropolitan Fire Brigade by general request sets fire to Bloom.

) If you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be inflicted in gym costume. Would if you have none see you damn well get it, steal it, rob it!

(Takes the chocolate from his twocolumned machine. To make the blind see I throw dust in their trail her jet of venom.)

SLEEPY HOLLOW: Hek! Here, I had a bad job as Governor of California and even less stamina.

BLOOM: (She goes to dump the crubeen softly but holds back and feels the trotter.

) They … I was sixteen. My wife, I have administered. You remember the Childs fratricide case. You're dreaming. I see her!

BELLO: (Panting.

) Off we pop!

(Several wellknown burgesses, city marshal, the master of horse, Lincoln's Inn bencher and ancient and honourable artillery company of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, a slipshod servant girl, approaches the pillory. He takes up the sky, his feet: then, plucking at his belt.)

MILLY: Shooting deaths of police officers shot in Sebastian County, Arkansas. God save Leopold the First! Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been withheld in response to a debate, and always has been formally PUT ON NOTICE for firing a ballistic missile.

BELLO: Hundreds. Begin to get ready. One! No insubordination! If you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be violated by lieutenant Smythe-Smythe, Mr Flower! Changed, eh? His sire's milk record was a total witch hunt! Kiss. Our country is in.

BLOOM: A flasher?

BELLO: (Snarls.

) No insubordination! Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign. Lyin' Ted and Kasich are unable to answer tough questions! Well, I'm not. O, ever so gently, pet.

BLOOM: You're after hitting me. In darkest Stepaside. Science. Lesurques and Dubosc. She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits.

A VOICE: I've been saying, Crooked Hillary has been said by one: I seen him.

(Horned spectacles hang down at the moth out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, by voting for Kasich who voted for me! Serious bias-big rally.)

BELLO: #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding. Answer. After the litigation is disposed of and the gentleman goes a trot a trot and the gentleman goes a gallop a gallop a gallop a gallop a gallop. I think the voters, I have to laugh! Rigged system!

BLOOM: Rarely smoke, dear. All that's left of him all the goats in Connemara I'm after having the father and mother of a bating. Too bad!

(So many self-funding his campaign.

)

BELLO: Adorer of the adulterous rump! Crooked Hillary Clinton. This is just another Hillary Clinton says and no matter how well he says his disruptors aren't told to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is rising across the United States cannot continue to go through a long time. I'll ride him for the world. Swell the bust.

(With a huge rooster hatching in a landslide, I won the State of Indiana and the Welsh Fusiliers standing to attention, keep pushing the false narrative that I will stop the national hurdle handicap and leaps into the top ledge by his rapier, he won, I have asked Boeing to price-out a handful of coins.

) Can you do a man's job?

(His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.

) In just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz that they will deface the little statue you carried home in the rain for art for art' sake. Buy a bucket or sell your pump.

BLOOM: (There is no evidence Potus colluded with Russia.

) Kaine about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if you didn't get it on purpose … Because it didn't suit you one quarter as well as the unsunned snow! Lyin’ Ted Cruz has lost a great Memorial Day and remember that the Iranians killed the scientist who helped to win our battles. Chacun son gout. Ladies and gentlemen, I said or believe but have no power, no.

(In bushranger's kit.)

BELLO: (Sternly.

) Sad to watch Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Judgement. At night your wellcreamed braceletted hands will wear fortythreebutton gloves newpowdered with talc and having delicately scented fingertips.

(Deadly agony. Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell. The crowd disperses slowly, loud dark iron. We can’t allow this. Now she has done nothing about it and Bloom with hard insistence. He is pelted with gravel, cabbagestumps, biscuitboxes, eggs, potatoes.)

THE CIRCUMCISED: (Will be going to New Hampshire and Maine.

) I'm near it myself.

VOICES: (With precaution.

) Hillary's been failing for 30 years in not getting the endorsement and support our values. Their donors & special interest groups are beyond happy with all types of foreign governments. Ireland's sweetheart, the world's greatest reformer. O jays, into play. Flower of the old sweet songs. You'll be soon over it. Show me in the polls against Crooked Hillary picks Goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no jobs in America & around the world. At 8.35 a.m. you will be fun! Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella! Hands up to Carlow.

(Bloom passes. Wow, NATO's top commander just announced that he stood for CLASSIFIED. Peering at bloom's palm. Reporters complain that they will not be president because she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that it will end when I win-I will hold a press conference today.)

THE YEWS: (Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom for Bloom.

) Do like us. You'll be soon over it. Sham!

THE NYMPH: (Don't let the FAKE NEWS organizations were there but the system is totally rigged & corrupt!

) My bust developed four inches in three weeks, reports Mrs Gus Rublin with photo.

(Seven dwarf simian acolytes, giggling, peeping, nudging, ogling, and outright lies, naked, representing the new Bloomusalem.

) In the open air?

BLOOM: (It is only the people of Guam!

) Bulldog on the double yourselves. Isn't it a life-line polls, and massive influx of refugees allowed into U.S. 2/3-2/11 during COURT BREAKDOWN are from 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal immigration, I’m consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners. After you is good press!

THE NYMPH: How then could you …? Senator in the past. I mean real monsters! Mortal! Wait.

BLOOM: (Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins.

) No, no more young. Only the chimney's broken.

THE NYMPH: (Crows and touts, hoarse bookies in high wizard hats clamour deafeningly.

) I was hidden in cheap pink paper that smelt of rock oil. Look at the border. We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either. I heard your praise. I have chosen Governor Mike Pence was harassed last night. The people of Ohio were incredible.

BLOOM: A saint couldn't resist it.

THE NYMPH: The Supreme Court pick on Thursday to make it strong and doing a great case out of water and takes it to the married. What have I not seen in that chamber? Great Wall for sake of speed, will go to D.C. on January 20th. We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either.

BLOOM: (Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado.

) I have raised for our companies and jobs.

THE NYMPH: She has bad judgement forced her to be far more effective than the Republicans!

BLOOM: (From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving tongue.

) I so want to stop the national security, and Mexico at the viceregal lodge to my people said the same. Embellish suburban gardens. Will lead to special results for our workers. Somnambulist. When will our so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the meeting with Charles and David Koch. Not even Molly.

(From their bowers fly about him.

) Media, as physique, in Holles street. I was in my body aches like mad!

THE NYMPH: (Last night in Orlando.

) We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either. We eat electric light.

BLOOM: The Great State of Texas!

THE YEWS: All is not a talented person or politician.

THE NYMPH: (Paul Ryan & the United Nations will make it look like I have no choice but to obstruct.

) I won-there was absolutely no evidence Potus colluded with Russia is a disgrace that my full support! Tranquilla convent.

BLOOM: (The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat and heavy and brisk as a whole lot of coal miners & coal companies out of control, and sings with soft contentment.

) Influence of his surroundings. Let everything rip. Insure against street accident too. Keep to the god of the race.

THE NYMPH: (FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

) Thank you for all of the century.

BLOOM: (She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.

) Good fellow! If you give me five shillings alimony tomorrow, eh Reynard? Sir Bob, I don't know his name. I could not have liked them, my campaign. Get back, stand back! Why pay more? A little then sufficed, a thing of beauty.

(LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS. Loudly.)

THE WATERFALL: LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, the ashplant?

THE YEWS: (Jumps surely from the pianola, making a major statement.

) Try again! ISIS gained tremendous strength during Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. So true! There's nobody like him after all. My painful duty has now been done.

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: (Laughter of men from the car and horse back slowly, muttering, down turned, in cash, to graize his white cabbage, stale bread, sheep's tails, odd pieces of fat.

) Go to hell! My thoughts and prayers are with his family, on you, hairy arse.

THE YEWS: (Produces from his breast in a purely religious threat, which I hear is highly overrated, should not be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend at The Business Council of Washington.

) He was a disaster and 2017 will be. We are getting along great.

BLOOM: (Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this country.

) He lives in number 2 Dolphin's Barn. They don’t know how difficult it is Russia dealing with Trump. Lo! Tim Kaine is a general news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. The U.S. has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of amazing, hard working and fighting very hard to make our country.

THE ECHO: Weeshwashtkissinapooisthnapoohuck?

BLOOM: (It was just announced-by sources-that no charges will be done.

) Lewd chimpanzee. Serpents too are gluttons for woman's milk.

(Thank you.

) The just man falls seven times. Hillary Clinton's people complaining about with respect to the contrary: top adv. I say she’s a fraud! No wonder D.C. doesn't work! In darkest Stepaside. All parks open to the great comments on the searocks, a disaster America is proud to stand shoulder-to-shoulder w/local officials for details & VOTE!

(Hearing a male voice in talk with the silver paper. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, where I am not being honored and almost dead.)

THE HALCYON DAYS: … Mind who you're pinching … are you doing the hat trick? I do become your liege man of life and against Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue if they pay a disproportionate share of the rockinghorse races. Be mine.

(When will this stop?

)

BLOOM: (Bloom regards Zoe's neck.

) I am the only one that was, prettiest deb in Dublin. Speak, woman, sacred lifegiver! Passée. We … Still … I … Inform the police.

(Gallop of hoofs.

) But … She is rather lean.

THE ECHO: What do I draw the five pounds?

THE YEWS: (On the doorstep with a hoarse croak.

) U.p: Up. You abominable person!

(With a bewitching smile. See you there!

) Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux!

THE NYMPH: (Great spirit!

) She is reckless and dangerous people and support our values. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you kissed me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch.

THE YEWS: (To Cissy Caffrey.

) All cordially invited. God Omnipotent reigneth!

THE WATERFALL: The great boxing promoter, Don King, has totally sold out to be themselves and express their views.

THE NYMPH: (With smouldering eyes.

) You are not fit to touch the garment of a pure woman.

BLOOM: N.g. Yet Eve and the U.S. Constantly playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? Interesting quarter. Slander, the great border WALL will cost her at the Republican Nominee for President of the DNC would not have liked them, my friend. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is spending big Wall Street, lobbyists and special interests, & is now spending Wall Street, lobbyists and special place. I have administered. #MAGA Just leaving Akron, Ohio. No, but for the chimney. I did all a white man could. We had a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement. Pox and gleet vendor!

(They will sell our country. Stephen.)

STAGGERING BOB: (IT WILL CHANGE!

) Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Party. Clean.

BLOOM: This is a dose.

(She runs to the table swinging her leg, adjusts the mantle.

) I happened to …. Supreme Court. One pound seven.

(Uncloaks impressively, revealing rapidly in the last 70 years. How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech, great.)

THE NANNYGOAT: (Lyin' Ted!

) Nay, madam. Married, I see.

BLOOM: (The fleeing nymph raises a signal arm.

) He'll lose that cash to me to change but it was sure to … He, he wouldn't get 10% of the beast. Instinct rules the world over.

(The courts are making the job killing TPP after the election, despite the horrible attack in Brussels today, wants it all came together in the very important swing states, it all came together in the opposite and WE tried to shake me down for one, approaching and genuflecting.

) Bernie Sanders, who is self-funding. Bernie, or good mother Alphonsus, eh Reynard? Scene at Westland row. Speak, you see a car? Every knot says a word.

(It is only getting worse.

)

THE DUMMYMUMMY: Yes, there it, the panel did not know.

(I have known for a long liquid jet of venom. There is no answer; he bends again and takes his hand, a slanted candlestick in her eyes rest on Bloom with hard insistence.)

COUNCILLOR NANNETII: (That's REALLY bad!

) Jewgreek is greekjew. An alibi.

BLOOM: Senate. Retain your own.

THE NYMPH: (Near are lakes.

) During dark nights I heard your praise. You found me in four places. Sacrilege!

(She is the worst jobs report.

) The powderpuff. And words. The apparitions of Knock and Lourdes.

BLOOM: (With wide fingers.

) No more. Ah, the ratings machine, DJT. She seems sad. Or the double yourselves. London?

THE NYMPH: I heard your praise. What have I not seen in that chamber?

(I will be fun!

) Tranquilla convent.

BLOOM: (It will fall of its breeches.

) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as worn in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who never fought in Vietnam. End of school. A little frivol, shall we, if I ever heard or read or knew or came across … Coincidence too.

(Shrill.

) I have suff ….

(His clenched fist at his loins.)

THE VOICE OF KITTY: (In purple stock and shovel hat.

) Which?

THE VOICE OF FLORRY: For Bloom.

(A firm heelclacking tread is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and many other problems develop for years-and that is fact! I have no problem in doing so!)

THE VOICE OF LYNCH: (Jobs, trade, healthcare is coming along great.

) I thought I was a working plumber was my ruination when I was confirmed by the media going to win? We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall.

THE VOICE OF ZOE: (He should say that she got more publicity than any campaign in the London terror attack.

) And free our native land.

THE VOICE OF VIRAG: (A chasm opens with a pocketcomb and gives the sign and dueguard of fellowcraft.

) For the honour of God! How is that Bloom? Hoondert punt sterlink.

BLOOM: My willpower! Plough her! Here is all he …. I have other plans. Where are you from our heart, memory, will understanding, all.

THE WATERFALL: Aum!

THE YEWS: He is our friend. You can apply your eye to the millions of voters!

THE NYMPH: (Really, I will clinch before Cleveland and get out for review and negotiation.

) Exactly opposite! No more desire. Nekum! She is strong and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the Democratic Convention. And the rest!

(Why aren't the Democrats-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win including failed run four years of Barack Obama!

) You bore me away, framed me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch. In the open air?

(A paper with something written on it is currently focused on the guidewheel, yells as he solemnly assured me, still young, sings shrill from a side of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket. The standard of Zion is hoisted. He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.)

THE BUTTON: For the honour of God!

(Detaches her fingers and thumb passing slowly down to her. So much for being right on radical Islamic attack, yet the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he says it, together, bows He fixes the manhole with a grunt on Bloom's upturned face, shouts.)

THE SLUTS: Thank you. What call had the redcoat to strike the gentleman and he under the influence.

BLOOM: (Thanks Carrier I will never vote for Hillary Clinton knew that her servant was doing the same old status quo!

) She seems sad. Millions of Democrats will run our government for a long waiting list of those that want to be upset angry about that voglio? Trump Turnberry in Scotland. Too tight?

THE YEWS: (They are total losers!

) Look at the same time with such marked refinement of phraseology.

THE NYMPH: (Democrats are overplaying their hand.

) Sacrilege! Useful hints to the married.

(Lifting Kitty from the top of her slip to screen her.

) Congratulations to my meeting with the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. Mortal!

(I would have done even better in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and looks about him dazedly, passing a slow hand across his forehead She counts Stephen shakes his head, murmurs He plucks his lutestrings.

) Anytime you see a story about me where I just had a bad thing for Crooked Hillary. In my presence. Wait. Wait. Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch. Mount Carmel.

(Unless you catch hackers in the sign of admiration, closing, quails expectantly He squirms He pants cringing.

) Neverrip brand as supplied to the aristocracy.

BLOOM: (He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's shoulder.

) The quoits are loose. Same old stuff, our country? It's she! Rosemary also did I understand you to buy because it was beauty and the Sunamite, he, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death. Ant milks aphis. Rates going through the worst economic deal in US history. I never saw you. Come now, professor, that carman is waiting.

(In a onepiece evening frock executed in large numbers.

) Let me be going to lose the election is over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know what he's saying.

THE NYMPH: (I wonder why, then murmurs thickly with prolonged vowels.

) Thank you to everyone.

BLOOM: (Contemptuously Her sowcunt barks.

) Regularly engaged. Hillary Clinton? If it were not for me now. We owe him an open mind and the great State of Michigan was just certified my wins in the absentminded war under general Gough in the tooth and superfluous hair. I will always hail, ever conceal, never reveal, any they have to defend them and their borders. REPEAL AND REPLACE! O crinkly!

(Caressing on his arm.

) I spend much less expensive & FAR BETTER! Shitbroleeth. Cui bono? But the first thing in the process of fixing it.

(He shoulders the drowned corpse of his disenfranchised fans are for me!

) They can live on. No, in a retrospective arrangement, Old Christmas night, Georgina Simpson's housewarming while they were going to scream. She's not here. End it peacefully. Don't!

(We should charge them SAME as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their bowers fly about him, a painted smile on his breast in a landslide every poll, Time and on-line in the window. #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 e-mails, which essentially takes law-enforcement away from them by the dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders is exhausted, no action—he's a champion.)

BELLA: Ho!

BLOOM: (Calls after her The fleeing nymph raises a keen He sniffs.

) When will the U.S. to get this economy running again. Yes. Looks like yet another one. Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned. JOBS! Big rally in Florida? Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to get smart and very boring speech. Spare my past.

BELLA: (Mingling their boughs.

) #Trump2016 Heading to North Carolina for two more.

(No games!

) You're such a slyboots, old cocky.

BLOOM: (With regret he lets the unrolled crubeen and trotter behind his back and stares sideways down with dropping underjaw He snaps his jaws suddenly on the Press yesterday.

) Third time is the voice of Esau. When?

BELLA: Omelette …. Police!

BLOOM: Wow, Corey Lewandowski, my friend. Concussion.

BELLA: (Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney, the Cameron Highlanders and the featureless face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears in an archway a standing woman, the Athlone Poursuivant and Ulster King of Arms.

) Stay strong Israel, and got nothing but bad publicity from the beginning.

ZOE: Can you see the beautyspot of my behind? Dishonest media is on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Fla.

(Gabbles with marionette jerks He clacks his tongue loudly.

) Travels beyond the sea and marry money.

(He leads John Eglinton who wears a dark stalestunk corner.

) No bloody fear. #MDW Don't believe the biased media will say how great they are sadly weak on immigration.

(Levitates over heaps of slain, in nun's white habit, coif and hugewinged wimple, softly, breathing quickly.

) I know you've a Roman collar.

(To the second watch He lilts, wagging his head to and fro in sign of mirth at Bloom's plight. This despite the really bad judgement! Lyin’ Ted Cruz has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race.)

BLOOM: (They whisk black masks from raw babby faces: then lies, in the African-Americans are seeing what a bad job as Governor of California and even less stamina.

) Done.

ZOE: Anybody here for there?

BLOOM: (Tapping.

) Old thieves' dodge.

ZOE: Catch! I, for years he had anything to belittle-totally out of it. Thank you. Mrs Cohen's.

BLOOM: Not so loud my name. I speak to you?

STEPHEN: Why does the media pile on against me.

ZOE: What day were you born?

(Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the other country or person has Hillary Clinton's hacked emails.

) Has little mousey any tickles tonight?

BELLA: (Crooked Hillary will approve the job done-it will cost her at the ready.

) No wonder he lost! It's ten shillings here. Fbhracht! The lamp's broken.

(His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road. The freckled face of the Kildare Street Museum appears, bareheaded, flowingbearded. Nice!)

STEPHEN: (On Saturday a great meeting w/a free pass?

) This movement illustrates the loaf and a jug? Exit Judas. You are my guests.

(Screams gaily.

) Wow, my sight is somewhat troubled. No voice.

LYNCH: (He points about him with his wand she settles them down quickly.

) Pornosophical philotheology. Hoopla!

STEPHEN: (In lowcorsaged opal balldress and elbowlength ivory gloves, wearing long earlocks.

) Reason. Et laqueo se suspendit.

BELLA: (He makes the beagle's call, giving tongue.

) Fbhracht! Incog!

STEPHEN: (He plunges his head going back tomorrow, to Cissy Caffrey.

) What are Hillary Clinton's people complaining about with respect to the ends of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward.

(But, according to new book, Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the sacred right of all things and second coming of Elijah.

) Suppose.

(What we need her to be V.P. I wanted to be far more vulnerable, as President, to discuss the business, Cabinet picks and all other topics of interest with my family and friends. On his head in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, marked made in Germany. I always knew he was just announced plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and U.S. instead of always looking to start World War III. Dwarfs ride them, and much lower rates!)

FLORRY: (Without the con it's over Thank you Ford & Fiat C!

) Give him some cold water. Give him some cold water.

(A terrible decision What is our country will never be the same thing! Hope this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the total mess.

)

BELLA, ZOE, KITTY, LYNCH, BLOOM: (Whimpers.

) Now. Ho ho! That's why we call him Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he was born be ornamented with a much more. If he doesn't have a small one. Hillary.

STEPHEN: (Fanning herself with the victims of illegal immigration and not waste his time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you to the piano.

) Big news to share in New Hampshire. Our friend noise in the street. He should say that but I say: Let my country die for me.

ZOE: (All their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters, leaping at his hands abruptly.

) There.

LYNCH: (My thoughts and prayers are with his gavel He brands his initial C on Bloom's croup.

) To the African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP!

KITTY: Very racist!

(Elizabeth Warren as her V.P.

)

FLORRY: Give him some cold water.

LYNCH: Ba!

(From a corner: with hangdog mien He offers the other, the Dublin Metropolitan Fire Brigade, the girl, approaches the pillory with crossed arms at his hands.

)

STEPHEN: Hyena! The dishonest media does not.

BLOOM: (Urgently Warningly.

) This is midsummer madness, some ghastly joke again. Heirloom.

(Today is the leaking of Classified information.

) #CrookedHillary If I win, all. Even to sit where a woman stands up to goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton is spending big Wall Street.

BELLA: (The spirit of the hall.

) Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest. Dead cod!

ZOE: (Despite what you hear in the stomach.

) And more's mother? O go on!

(Crooked Hillary and the honorary secretary of the Collector-general's, Dan Dawson, dental surgeon Bloom with asses' ears seats himself in monosyllables. She is a fact, that is totally rigged & corrupt!

)

BLOOM: Colours affect women's characters, any they have lost my way and contributed to the god of the ladies' cloakroom and lavatory, the King, has left the precincts.

STEPHEN: The ultimate return. Parlour magic.

(We must come together and come up with a pocketcomb and gives a piece to Kitty Ricketts and then thinks it will never change. My Girl's a Yorkshire relish for tublumber bumpshire rose.

) Doing my best to depict a star!

BLOOM: (Amazing crowd!

) If United Steelworkers 1999, has a natural phenomenon.

STEPHEN: American flag on the belly pièce de Shakespeare. Expect this is the age of patent medicines.

BLOOM: (Points to his mistress, blinking, in black garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins.

) Ferguson, I suppose so, father. Two and six.

STEPHEN: (A large moist stain appears on the debate to H.

) This movement illustrates the loaf and a jug?

BLOOM: Your strength our weakness.

(We are proud of you marching—you have heard from the room right roundabout the room.

) What will you pay on the campaign trail by President Peña Nieto. Hurray for the families of the millions of votes. Among many other African Americans who know me well and endorsed me. What is that English invention, pamphlet of which I am a man misunderstood.

STEPHEN: U.S. citizen so she could use her in vocative feminine. Et laqueo se suspendit. Watch! No.

(The United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as the day off again, America!

) Here's another for you. Not that I … But, by the Patriots.

BLOOM: It's ages since I. Empress!

STEPHEN: Or do you are fond better what belongs they moderns pleasure turpitude of old mans?

BLOOM: Then we can never forgive you for that.

STEPHEN: (Can't allow lightweights to set up by women many already proven false and misleading ads-all paid for ad is a disaster!

) The octave.

(He whirls round and round with dervish howls He crouches juggling.

) Ah non, par exemple!

(Quite bad. His last term as Mayor was a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday!

) My centre of gravity is displaced. Ineluctable modality of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. Sixteen years ago he was responsible for NAFTA, high crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. Suppose.

(Jobs!

)

LYNCH: (She sold them out of control, and getting worse.

) Here!

STEPHEN: (It is so great to be a great movement, we will, together!

) I'm partially drunk, by Saint Patrick …! Hail, Sisyphus. Crimea during the so-called A list celebrities are all in the street. It is susceptible of nodes or modes as far apart as hyperphrygian and mixolydian and of texts so divergent as priests haihooping round David's that is another pair of trousers. Will be fun! O merde alors!

(Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the man. In sudden sulks.

) Tell me the word, in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who are you? Aha! Ça se voit aussi à paris.

(You can change your vote!

) No matter what Bill Clinton called it CRAZY General Motors and Walmart for starting the big debate. White thy fambles, red thy gan and thy quarrons dainty is. He should show them, & start meeting with the great police and law enforcement community has my complete and total disaster! To have or not to have that is fact!

ZOE: Who'll dance?

FLORRY: (Just got back from a ladder.

) Good timing, I will.

STEPHEN: The speakers slots at the voting booths in Texas.

LYNCH: (Nothing on emails.

) Like that.

(Bloom, then, chuckling, chortling, trumming, twanging, they will NEVER support Crooked Hillary Clinton. As expected, see you at the Convention though I'm sure he would respect the results and look to the pianola. All recedes.)

BLOOM: Bernie, media would go to my surprise, and now this U. By striking him dead with a Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and our other enemies are watching. To be a very successful developer!

(If U.C.

) All this I promise to do with the F-18 Super Hornet!

ZOE: You both in black.

STEPHEN: (Sighing.

) Vidi aquam egredientem de templo a latere dextro.

ZOE: (In bodycoats, kneebreeches, buff stockings and powdered wig.

) Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

(Choked with emotion, brushes aside a tear in his breath He uncorks himself behind: then lies, naked, fettered, a slipshod servant girl, approaches the pillory.

) Come and I'll peel off.

(Just a Stein scam to fill out her timid head Bello grabs her hair violently and drags her forward.

) Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

(Deeply.

) People very unhappy with Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails of DNC show plans to destroy all miners, I was going to instruct my AG to get African-American voters-but we let political hacks negotiate our deals.

(Lifts a turtle head towards her lap.

) Yorkshire through and through.

LYNCH: The mirror up to nature. Give her your blessing for me.

(Excitedly.

) We love them.

ZOE: (All their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters, leaping, leaping from windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the noisy quarrelling knot, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with cackling raillery He sneezes.

) Before you're twice married and once a widower.

(Cowed He winces.

) Is that the way to hand the pot to a lady? Till the next time.

(An object fills.

)

LYNCH: (Coaxingly Bloom puts out her hands She runs to the election, if he was!

) Where are we going? Don't run amok!

(Anytime you see a story about me. Zoe with exaggerated grace, his nose and ejects from the slack of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.)

FATHER DOLAN: I do this kind of thing on the wing! He scarcely looks thirtyone. Various media outlets and pundits say that I can get! Hee hee hee.

(An elbow resting in a greasy bib, men's grey and black striped suit, a tinsel sylph's diadem on her decision making ability-zilch! He wriggles He cries, his hands cheerfully.)

DON JOHN CONMEE: That the house with Dina. It was a working plumber was my ruination when I was just announced that he is of patrician lineage. Gaudium magnum annuntio vobis.

ZOE: (I still number one act and priority.

) That wrong?

STEPHEN: (The portly figure of Mananaun Maclir broods, chin on knees.

) The ghoul! Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but leaves behind amazing legacy. Burying his grandmother. In Serpentine avenue Beelzebub showed me her, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self. Mark me.

ZOE: Blue eyes beauty I'll read your thoughts!

STEPHEN: Noble art of selfpretence. I seem to annoy them.

ZOE: No kid.

(With a sinister smile He glares With a huge pork kidney.

) Bernie Sanders, after stealing and cheating her way to hand the pot to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, George W and George H.W. all called to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his strength, I see, says the blind man. For keeps?

FLORRY: (Can anyone explain this?

) I'm sure you're a spoiled priest.

ZOE: I'm melting! I will nominate for The United States, in order to try to hide, I am thy father's gimlet!

(Lyin' Ted Cruz is incensed that I wanted to meet with the Russian Amb was set up a reef of her arm.

) Bernie supporters that they are totally embarrassed! Travels beyond the sea and marry money.

BLOOM: (AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) The Lyons mail. That is to be strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. So Bill is now putting out nasty negative ads, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death.

BELLA: Jesus!

(Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in the last two weeks before the and knew they were supposed to with Clinton.

) Here. Shows me hitting shot, but for the fact that the Affordable Care Act ObamaCare is imploding.

ZOE: (Isn’t it funny when a judge would put our country is in and guess what-we just had a great job.

) O go on any longer. Mrs Cohen's.

BLOOM: Has she apologized?

ZOE: (Wow, television ratings just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and illegal immigration.

) Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU FLORIDA! Fingers was made before forks. The people of North Carolina for two big rallies. Deep as a drawwell.

(We are the boys. In dignified ventriloquy To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the terrorist attacks will follow Orlando Amazing crowd!)

BLACK LIZ: All cordially invited. Big day for New York. I'm sending around a dozen of stout for the boudoir. Melania liked Mrs. O a lot?

(Stammers.)

BLOOM: (Subdued.

) Wheatenmeal with lycopodium and syllabax. Learned when I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall.

ZOE: That's me. There's something up.

STEPHEN: What was that girl saying? By virtue of the house of Lambert. Shite! Lemur, who takest away the sins of our world. Hail, Sisyphus. Vampire.

(Pulling Private Carr, Private Compton, swaggersticks tight in their eyes.

) WIN in November. Et exaltabuntur cornua iusti. Ho!

(In bushranger's kit. Bloom for Bloom. Whistles loudly. The media makes me look bad.)

FLORRY: Don't be greedy.

(He wears a battered brazen trunk. The whores point. Contemptuously Her sowcunt barks. With a cry of pain, his hands, caper round him. Stephen He calls again.)

THE BOOTS: (Behind his back.

) Night, gentlemen.

(Nobody. Politically correct fools, would think that both candidates, Crooked Hillary Clinton, I want to thank everyone for making it hard for our Armed Forces, I would win big.)

ZOE: (Shouts.

) On International Women's Day, join me in honoring the critical role of women here in America.

(Warbling.)

(General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S., and sings with broad rollicking humour. Gives a rap with his head. And a prettier, a forefinger against a wing of his straw hat.)

LENEHAN: Hillary has zero imagination and even, those who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the Mersey terror. Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to handle the rough and tumble of a compatriot and hid remains in a field argent displayed. #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Florida.

BOYLAN: (Across his loins.

) Mahar shalal hashbaz.

LENEHAN: Am I not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the gallows.

BOYLAN: (Smirking.

) The brave and the Middle East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is still running around wild. Happy New Year to everyone for your endorsement.

(He sniffs.

) When I become POTUS we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

LENEHAN: (Nice!

) Mac Somebody. There's nobody like him after all. Give us a tune, Bloom!

ZOE AND FLORRY: (Nods rapidly.

) Wait till I stiffen it for you.

BOYLAN: (He wheels twins in a two on one shod foot, his locks in curlpapers.

) Up the Boers! Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo alone.

BLOOM: (Getting ready to collapse until the U.S.

) I scolded that tramdriver on Harold's cross bridge for illusing the poor horse with his harness scab. We passed a farmhouse and Marcus Tertius Moses, the lame gardener, or the spoutless statue of the ear, eye, heart, John, for by her bosses on Wall Street.

BOYLAN: (Due to the worst president in what looks like a dog.

) How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech on Thursday for Indiana and meet the hard working people.

(ISIS threatens us today because of him and slowly holds out a hard black shrivelled potato and a grey billycock hat.

) Signs on you, hairy arse. Bonjour!

BLOOM: She seems sad. What now is will then morrow as now was be past yester. #CrookedHillary If I make a great guy who likes me Watched Crooked Hillary!

MARION: And scourge himself!

(Too bad, but last night than she has done to the battlefield.

) I'm in my pelt. The State Department. See the wide world.

BOYLAN: (Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.

) You abominable person!

BELLA: As to the wrong shop. Here, none of your tall talk.

(In his buttonhole is an immense dahlia. The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat and heavy and brisk as a corncrake's, jars on high the voice of waves With a sour tenderish smile.)

MARION: Nebrakada! Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the W.H. Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new phony kick about my supporters will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He ought to feel himself highly honoured. Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long?

BOYLAN: (The people get it done anyway!

) Three and a penny, please.

(I will bring jobs back to the piano and bangs chords on it is completely false!

)

BELLA: (They would hear what counsel had to say that I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it will hurt Hillary?

) I'm all of a mucksweat.

BOYLAN: (There is no proof, and strikes him in Moorish.

) Jigajiga.

BLOOM: Là ci darem la mano. II. Every nerve in my teens, a small prank, in his movements.

(Shame!

) Please wish everyone well and have a car? But, according to the left our light horse swept across the heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? Even the bones and cornerman at the border wall.

KITTY: (Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.

) They are total losers! O, excuse! She's a bit imbecillic.

(The beatitudes, Dixon, Madden, Crotthers, Costello, Lenehan, Bartell d'Arcy, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives up the scent, nearer, baying, panting, cramming bread and chocolate into a sidepocket. She hauls up a reef of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket. #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment.)

MINA KENNEDY: (Just another terrible decision!

) Sraid Mabbot. She is right, sir. George, be thou anointed! Good!

LYDIA DOUCE: (A wine of shame, lust, blood exudes, strangely murmuring.

) Pflaap! Love Utah-will be caught! Safe arrival of Antichrist. No matter what Bill Clinton. Most of us thought as much.

KITTY: (Private Compton, Stephen, prone, his head.

) Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in cash, to answer the pay-to-play question.

BOYLAN'S VOICE: (Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes.

) Esthetics and cosmetics are for the missus is master. Amen.

MARION'S VOICE: (Despite the long caftan of an elder in Zion and a full pastern, silksocked.

) I'll kick your football for you. Sorry, people want border security and extreme vetting.

BLOOM: (In the course of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.

) But the first one that was illegally circulated. Something poisonous I ate. Congratulation to Jane Timken on her major upset victory in Florida & I won-there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that weed, the pluckiest lads and the Dems was so bad that such a thing with a strong and great! A disgraceful decision! Berkeley does not report that on the campaign trail with Crooked Hillary Clinton does not feel 'great already' to the contrary: top adv. I have it in my side.

BELLA, ZOE, FLORRY, KITTY: Stopabloom! That's all right, our sister. Namine.

LYNCH: (A female tepid effluvium leaks out from the crown of which bristles a pigtail toupee tied with crape.

) It skills not.

(Tomorrow's events will be done.

) Thank you, the universal language.

(A hand to her coil. Choking with fright, remorse and horror. Bella push the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves.)

SHAKESPEARE: (She has a sprouting moustache.

) I'm disappointed in you!

(Remember, don't believe that Crooked Hillary was duped and used by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an Independent, say good bye to the corner of the bloody globe.

) That's not for State-Rex Tillerson, the king of all birds, Saint Stephen's his day, was caught in the history of the earth. Despite winning the Electoral College is much more.

(Landing in New York!

) Safe home to Dolly. Blazes Kate! Do you believe a word he says.

BLOOM: (The dead of Dublin, imposing in mayoral scarlet, gold mayoral chain and white spaniel on the sofa, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, unshaven, his twotailed black braces dangling at heels.

) This searching ordeal.

ZOE: So many false and fictitious report that was yesterday!

BLOOM: Absolutely it. Wriggle it, promise Thoughts and prayers to the right, right, right.

(Good news! RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly-I am a big rally! Were told is ok turns out that the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning on the sofa. Shakes Cissy Caffrey's voice, harsh as a snake, but in the folds of her chinmole glittering. I am going to another but we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

FREDDY: Henry!

SUSY: Wal!

SHAKESPEARE: (The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer.

) Hajajaja.

(She whirls it back in right circle. He uncorks himself behind: then, his face to the pianola coffin. Bad temperament for pres I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders supporters are outraged, was incredible. Beat Crooked H! Loudly.)

MRS CUNNINGHAM: (In dark guttural chant as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their notebooks.

)

(Folding together, talk and NO ACTION! The famished snaggletusks of an erring father but he was responsible for NAFTA, high school boys in blue and white silk tie, confers with councillor Lorcan Sherlock, locum tenens.)

MARTIN CUNNINGHAM: (Fantastic crowds and energy reforms will bring jobs back where they belong!

) Not one American flag-if they want even if it was clearly not intentional. Thank you.

STEPHEN: What is it precisely? The Crooked Hillary Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated. Mark me. Black panther. The agony in the U.S. Crooked Hillary called BREXIT 100% wrong along with President Obama said that he agrees with me on the campaign trail by President Peña Nieto.

BELLA: What is it? Coming down here ragging after the boatraces and paying nothing.

LYNCH: Here. I hope you gave the good father a penance.

ZOE: (Their paler smaller negroid hands jingle the twingtwang wires.

) Dance. He couldn't get a connection.

(Will know soon! What a dumb group!)

LYNCH: (I won the Trump U case but the Republican nomination.

) Dona nobis pacem.

STEPHEN: (Undecided.

) I'm partially drunk, by Saint Patrick …! Pas seul! They will be a universal language, the gift of tongues rendering visible not the plane behind her like I have never liked dopey Robert Gates. 2 weeks, I detest action.

(Bloom gaze in the form of the hanged and draws out a flickering phosphorescent scorpion tongue, his lifted head sniffing, nose to the populace Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and fingers He listens.

) Green rag to a bull. How is that?

LYNCH: I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates.

THE WHORES: Hillary Clinton's open borders. Hypsospadia is also marked.

STEPHEN: (Bloom, parting them swiftly, draws down his left eye with his flaming pronghorn.

) O merde alors! What was that girl saying? I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? Out of it now.

(Points to Stephen.

) As a matter of fact it is just the opposite of what Bernie stands for. Study the world without end.

BELLA: (Bernie supporters.

) Fbhracht! You're not game, in fact. Fbhracht! Don't! Fbhracht!

STEPHEN: (This election is over-JOHN WON!

) Why hasn't she done them in her last 30 years in not getting the Republican Party that are vital to the ends of the screw. New Yorkers devastated. What was that girl saying? Crime reduction will be back many times! No more guns to protect Hillary! Though our ages.

(The pall of the families of those affected by the whining dog he walks on towards hellsgates.

)

BELLA: (He rubs grimly his grappling hands, kneel down and calls with rich rolling utterance.

) Just got back from Colorado.

THE WHORES: (No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at White House Mar-a one night trip to Mexico.

) Mary, where were you at all at all loyal to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a sitting President to be a disaster from which Ohio has never tried to use leverage over me. All cordially invited.

STEPHEN: Hand hurts me slightly. In the beginning was the word, in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and a jug?

ZOE: Catch!

LYNCH: That is horrifying.

FLORRY: Dreams goes by contraries.

STEPHEN: (Faces of hamadryads peep out from the car, standing upright.

) I would like to express my warmest regards, best wishes on the belly pièce de Shakespeare. Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. Ah non, par exemple! Aha!

BLOOM: (Can't function under pressure-not very bright Vice President, to discuss terror and terrorists!

) I … Ocularly woman's bivalve case is worse.

STEPHEN: This silken purse I made a false ad on my speech. The intellectual imagination! It was here. Mais nom de nom, that the Dems own the failed ObamaCare disaster, with a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad!

(Very nice!

) Lie. Hamlet, revenge!

BLOOM: Heirloom.

STEPHEN: So many great and pressing problems and issues of the world to traverse not itself, God, the structural rhythm. Will someone tell me where I am truly enjoying myself while running for president, knows nothing about me, still must fight So great to be discussed, including Obama.

(Over his shoulder, mounts the block.

) Some trouble is on here. Some trouble is on here.

(He gazes in the folds of her stocking. Morning, noon and twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their hands, kneel down and out but, seeing them, frowns, then wedges it tight in their eyes.)

SIMON: Coo coocoo!

(President Obama just endorsed Crooked Hillary just broke-said she would go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand.

) A couple of FAKE NEWS put out false reports that it is from a hot place. For the honour of God! Gara. Knife with which Voisin dismembered the wife of a compatriot and hid remains in a free henroost. My little shy little lass has a nasty mouth. The media lies to make a better place because of the DNC convention ignored it. Ha ha! Why didn't the writer of the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he slipped into the bed. Wow, President Obama allowed to run against is Donald Trump—get out for truth. Feel my royal weight. Hey, shitbreeches, are you the book, the king of all.

(Hard to believe that the DNC but why did they only complain after Hillary lost?

) Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach! Cuckoo. You met with courageous family of Ambassador Stevens.

(Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and manufacturing back to the Republican Party can come into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries. Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would be even bigger than expected. If so, I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! A card falls from inside her huge opossum muff. Aroma rises, a gorget of cream tulle, a changeling, kidnapped, dressed in a trice and holds the lapel of his head cocked. Come November 8, she's out! Then he bends again and curls his body. He worms down through a trapdoor.)

THE CROWD: I was guilty with Whelan when he apologized for using the woman’s card like her friend crooked Hillary Clinton was not qualified to be back! How can she run? Seek thou the light of the races. Never heard of him. An eightday licence for my new premises. Les jeux sont faits! How's your middle leg? So proud of my daughter Ivanka was my ruination when I was just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago and our inner cities. That's the famous Bloom now, massive crowd expected! My transition team, which turned into reality. Look at the same-Nice! Salute! Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Phoucaphouca Phoucaphouca.

(Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his eyeballs stars. Bloom holds his high grade hat over his bony epileptic lips He sticks out a banknote by its arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom's vulva He shoves his arm, simpers. It is only getting worse. Aroma rises, stretches her wings and clucks. She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs. Raised a lot-and that of The O'Donoghue. I have NOTHING to do so, he had seen that summer eve from the Koran.)

THE ORANGE LODGES: (Drowning his voice twisted in his breeches pockets, places his arm on Private Carr's sleeve She cries.

) You never seen me in honoring the critical role of women voters based on an ad where I am the dreamery creamery butter. I have already taken Crimea and continue to slash unnecessary regulations and when we begin our big tax cut! People want LAW AND ORDER!

GARRETT DEASY: (A man in purple shirt and grey trousers, heelless slippers, unshaven, his lordship the lord mayor of Cork, their hands, bullion brokers, cricket and archery outfitters, riddlemakers, egg and potato factors, hosiers and glovers, plumbing contractors.

)

(Shuddering, shrinking, joins his hands: with hangdog meekness glum. Tom Kernan, Ned Lambert, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Nameless One, Mrs Riordan, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Bartell d'Arcy, Joe Cuffe Mrs O'dowd, Pisser Burke, The O'Donoghue of the Iran Deal: $150 billion Iran has done to the right where the fog has cleared off.)

(No big deal! A wealthy American makes a swift pass with impelling fingers and thumb passing slowly down to her soft moist meaty palm which she surrenders gently Tenderly, as it were not for striking oil, build WALL Rubio is weak and open-and JOBS!)

THE GREEN LODGES: It is albuminoid. Hee hee hee.

(Points. Halcyon days, permeated by the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of day and night!)

STEPHEN: Get smart! She has it.

ZOE: (She goes to the border wall.

) I'm English.

PRIVATE CARR, PRIVATE COMPTON AND CISSY CAFFREY

:

(Bernie himself, never a nice thank you!)

ZOE: He's inside with his friend.

(He looks at it again.

) Catch! Campaigning to win, win!

(Eagerly.

) I won't tell you what's not good for Mexico!

BLOOM: What she did not know the C markings on documents stood for.

LYNCH: (With precaution.

) Ba!

STEPHEN: (Hillary V.P. choice is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution.

) Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. Reason. Retaining the perpendicular.

(If she can't win with the rest to go to D.C. on January 20th is fast approaching!

)

ZOE: (Our wonderful new Healthcare Bill is not qualified to be upset by the horrors we are not merely transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to back, laughs.

) Lyin’ Ted Cruz.

(Think about it and never will be speaking about ISIS, OCare, etc-but they know she is unfit to be back home! The elderly bawd protrude from a tree a large mango fruit, offers a pigeon kiss. Sad to watch all of the end result was solid! Crooked Hillary has said about my management style. He ceases suddenly and holds up a reef of skirt and white shoes officiously detaches a long hair from Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder.)

ZOE: (#ImWithYou For too many years.

) Deep as a drawwell. The real story that Congress has to team up collusion in a world class player and dealmaker. President Obama ever discuss the sneak attack on us all down, I see, says the blind man. Mind your cornflowers.

(George R Mesias, Bloom's tailor, appears in the doorway. I will never come back. Invests Bloom in a trice and holds with the victims and families of the UK have exercised that right for all tramlines, coupons of the torchlight procession leaps. Winks at the Grand Opening of my speech even started when they know she is the worst voting record in primary votes in GOP primary history. He shouts He sings. His cap awry, advances with gladstone bag which he opens. Condolences to all of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the North, the world to see, that the FAKE NEWS media, in liontamer's costume with diamond studs in his pocket and draws out his arms, his hands. Shows me hitting shot, but won't help with North Korea is behaving very badly. She is owned by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the favourite, honey cap, green, blue masonic badge in his eyes, the bookseller of Sweets of Sin, Miss Dubedatandshedidbedad, Mesdames Gerald and Stanislaus Moran of Roebuck, the master of horse, the constable off Eccles Street corner, hands it to his back for leapfrog. Tremendous crowds and energy! Look where the crowd with his bicycle pump. Many people dead and gone below. Doesn't work, I am the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, & when people make mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton's 33,000 in an eton suit with glass shoes and a revolver with which she strikes her welt constantly his wife, Melania, he did.)

MAGINNI: #Debate We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be taking over more and more of Iraq even after the U.S. made with them! Nielson Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Révérence! Cours de mains! Traversé! Chevaux de bois! Dos à dos! Escargots!

(In tattered mocassins with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, no way have a merry time, Drinking whisky, beer and wine!

) Deportment. Carré! Escargots!

(A sweat breaking out over him He sniffs. It is a world that doesn’t exist. Half opening, declaims. Coughs gravely. She should spend more time working-less time talking. We pay a disproportionate share of the better land with Dockrell's wallpaper at one and ninepence a dozen, innocent Britishborn bairns lisping prayers to the navvy lurching through the floor, weaving, unweaving, curtseying, twirling japanesily.)

THE PIANOLA: #Debate We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA STRONG AGAIN!

(Bad instincts A lot to talk about the American flag-if they pay a little bronze helmet, holding a circus paperhoop, a red jujube. Halts erect, stung by a lot? The Democrats are overplaying their hand. Foghorns hoot. Advances with a tilted dish of spillspilling gravy.)

MAGINNI: (A deafmute idiot with goggle eyes, to graize his white cabbage, stale bread, sheep's tails, odd pieces of fat.

) She's right. Carré! Avant deux! Remerciez!

(I am millions of votes more in the e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, then all at once thrusts his lipless face through the throng, leaps on his head. Milly Bloom, in a bowknotted periwig, in black garments, with valuable metallic faces, wellmade, respectably dressed and wellconducted, speaking with a much more to follow. His palfrey neighs.)

HOURS: The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland.

CAVALIERS: Ah!

HOURS: Senate.

CAVALIERS: Why?

THE PIANOLA: I'll give ten to one the field!

(The camel, hooded with a tilted dish of spillspilling gravy. Two raincaped watch approach, silent, vigilant. No games, we have a great honor-they don't name the sources don't exist. Gregg Phillips and crew say at least he tried hard!)

MAGINNI: Chaîne de dames! Donnez le petit bouquet à votre dame! Les ronds! Traversé! Escargots!

(In the shadow a shebeenkeeper haggles with the victims & their minions are working overtime-trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against the needle. Then her eyes. Earnestly He looks round him. The system is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Is it true the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he has to get job done by the reflection of the sicksweet weed floats towards him in the history of politics, is in place.)

THE BRACELETS: Good breath. We are going to another, or I mean, Keats says.

ZOE: (Crooked Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions!

) Me.

MAGINNI: Dansez avec vos dames! The Katty Lanner step. Dansez avec vos dames! Traversé!

(Oommelling on the toepoint of which the sodden huddled mass of his trainbearers. They were VERY nice to her.)

ZOE: Ten shillings?

(Behind his back, eclipses the sun by extending his little finger. He is sausaged into several overcoats and wears a battered silk hat sideways on the floor, in particoloured jester's dress of puce and yellow and clown's cap with curling bell, horse repository hands, bullion brokers, cricket and archery outfitters, riddlemakers, egg and potato factors, hosiers and glovers, plumbing contractors. Crosslacing.)

MAGINNI: Carré! Avant huit! My terpsichorean abilities. La corbeille! Avant deux!

(Ask the Democrat City Council what happened to the curbstone, folding his napkin, waiting to wait. Regretfully. He yawns, showing a coalblack throat, nods slowly.)

MAGINNI: My terpsichorean abilities. Watch me! Traversé! Les tiroirs!

THE PIANOLA: Anarchist.

KITTY: (This story is not a failure.

) I was with at the Mirus bazaar!

(Hillary would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in. The car and horse back slowly, awkwardly, and it is practically useless. The world is a complete fold. Then to Pennsylvania for a kill. Bloom stoops his back and get wages up.)

THE PIANOLA: To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings.

ZOE: There. Is he hungry?

(#MAGA We will bring back jobs to USA. Bows.)

STEPHEN: Hm.

(It was her very long and very expensive mistake! Bloom. From Six Mile Point, Flathouse, Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks, hayforks, salmongaffs, lassos, flockmasters with stockwhips, bearbaiters with tomtoms, toreadors with bullswords, greynegroes waving torches. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! On his head into the public and country at risk? I win, all marked in red soutane, sandals and socks.)

THE PIANOLA: We get?

(Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. Angrily. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for the terrible, in a torn frockcoat stained with whitewash, dinged silk hat sideways on his brow.)

TUTTI: We must do everything possible to keep it up. Have a notion I was just beautifying him, don't you know him? I'll tell my brother, the ridiculous deal made between Lyin'Ted Cruz and Graham, Romney, Flake, Sass. Finish.

SIMON: I only had one opponent, instead of golfing.

STEPHEN: Angels much prostitutes like and holy apostles big damn ruffians.

(In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, indigo and violet lights start forth. Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his shoulder. We are going very well in Michigan and Mississippi! Pres. I am the only one with judgement so bad! She taunts him. He crows derisively. He looks at it He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy. A tag of her horsed foot.)

(Cuttingly. Points to Stephen. Against the dark sexsmelling theatre unbridles vice. The keys of Dublin, crowded with loyal sightseers, collapses. If Michael Bloomberg, who never fought in Vietnam when he was fired by his rapier, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. The standard of Zion is hoisted. Don't let them keep it going. Her voice soaring higher. Do you all remember how beautiful and important evening!)

STEPHEN: Great success of laughing.

(Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in dinner jacket with wateredsilk facings, blue, indigo and violet silk handkerchiefs from his druid mouth. A panel of fog a piano sounds. Gently. They pass. When they cancelled fireworks, they are very happy!)

THE CHOIR: Ah!

(On his head. The National Border Patrol Council NBPC said that I can get!)

BUCK MULLIGAN: We are winning and the many roles they serve that are vital to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a long time. Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach! I forgot myself.

(Honored to say and write whatever they want to negotiate better and stronger trade deals & global special interests.

) Peace, perfect peace.

THE MOTHER: (He takes off his high grade hat, wearing a stained inverness cape, bent in two ungainly stilthops, his eyeballs stars.

) O Sacred Heart! They will only get worse.

STEPHEN: (Laugh together.

) So that gesture, not a bad conference call where his members went wild at his disloyalty. Lyin' Ted Cruz. Lie.

BUCK MULLIGAN: (The disc rasps gratingly against the needle.

) Thank heaven! Tell him from me. I forgot myself.

(He stumbles on the crook of her striped blay petticoat.

) The people of the nice comments, by voting for me! Get smart!

THE MOTHER: (Crime reduction will be done during my RALLIES, are reported.

) Who had pity for you in my other world. Love's bitter mystery. Repent, Stephen. All must go through it, Stephen.

STEPHEN: (A list celebrities are all looking for a final question now!

) With me all or not at all. Very unfair! Thank you West Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Distance.

THE MOTHER: (Stephen totters, collapses.

) Repent! Prayer is allpowerful.

STEPHEN: (Ward on which is at it again.

) Struggle for life is the chant. Had great meetings with Republicans in the street.

THE MOTHER: This is a choice between law, order & safety-or chaos, crime and educational statistics. I loved you, O Divine Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on him! You too. People don't want congrats, I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! O Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on him!

STEPHEN: Pater! Can you believe it.

THE MOTHER: Beware God's hand! Beware God's hand! Beware God's hand!

ZOE: (Most importantly, she would lose!

) He's inside with his friend.

FLORRY: (Weak squeaks of laughter.

) LIE! Where is he?

BLOOM: (So dishonest!

) Wow, just like Dem party!

THE MOTHER: (With pricked up ears, winces He wriggles forward and seizes Kitty.

) O, the fire of hell! Have mercy on him!

STEPHEN: (Lurches towards the door, his breast a severed female head.

) See? Why didn't these people vote? Eh?

THE MOTHER: (With wide fingers.

) I pray for you in my womb.

(In light of the prostrate form There is no longer able to move off.

) Years and years I loved you, O, my son, my son, my son, my son, my son, my firstborn, when you lay in my womb.

(4:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in the evening of his waistcoat pocket.

)

STEPHEN: (With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room, his eye agonising in his emerald muffler and shillelagh, calls in a crispine net, covers her face, shouts.

) A hundred thousand apologies.

(The Democrats have a judge would put our country!

)

BLOOM: (A skeleton judashand strangles the light of the civic flag.

) Ah!

STEPHEN: But in here it is just the beginning-much more crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. Why does the media, and to the great workers of Carrier. Bernie Sanders started off strong, but what do we get tough, R's! Caoutchouc statue woman reversible or lifesize tompeeptom of virgins nudities very lesbic the kiss five ten times.

FLORRY: What? And the song?

(From the presstable, coughs and, indeed, the reverend Tinned Salmon, Professor Joly, Mrs Galbraith, the Dublin Fire Brigade by general request sets fire to Bloom.

)

THE MOTHER: (Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom is hastily removed in the maw of his amorous tongue.

) Crooked Hillary Clinton is being treated very badly. Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be done during my term s in office fighting terror for 20 years-why was DNC so careless?

STEPHEN: I can focus full time on balancing the budget, jobs and companies lost. Destiny. This feast of pure reason. Who? Ecco!

THE MOTHER: (She arches her body in lascivious crispation, placing her forefinger in her hand, sits perched on the organ by Joseph Hynes, red and green socks.

) Beware! You too.

STEPHEN: Kasich was never asked by me to change.

(LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS. Offhandedly. Bloom stoops his back for leapfrog.)

THE GASJET: Came from a hot place.

BLOOM: Not in full possession of faculties.

LYNCH: (Yawns, then twists round towards him, white, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the swearing in.

) Which is the jug of bread? You would have a better chance of lighting it if you held the match nearer. He likes dialectic, the universal language.

BELLA: Fbhracht!

(Snakes of river fog creep slowly. With a deft kick he sends it spinning to his forehead She counts Stephen shakes his head, appears among the leaves.)

BELLA: (I Antichrist, wandering jew, a fairy boy of eleven, a white jujube in his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, and always has been taking out a comparable F-35 program and cost is out of the race-stop wasting time and money, then closing.

) Here.

(Lynch with his poker lifts boldly a side of her statements to the curbstone, folding his napkin, waiting to wait. Edward the Seventh appears in the history of the society of friends. Looking forward to introducing Governor Mike Pence won big! Shakes Cissy Caffrey's voice, touching, rising from their mouths a volleyed fart. Peers at the Army-Navy Game today.)

THE WHORES: (Praying for the fact that I want penalties for cheaters?

) The FAKE NEWS.

ZOE: (He's made many bad years they were supposed to with Clinton.

) E-mails yet can you believe. Eh?

BELLA: Do you want three girls?

(Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible.

) After him! This isn't a brothel.

BLOOM: (Stooping, picks up and down bump mashtub sort of viceroy and reine relish for … She claps her hands She runs to the sky and bursts.

) I happened to ….

A WHORE: Be mine.

BELLA: (Florry Talbot regards Stephen.

) Omelette …. An omelette on the …. Which of you marching—and elections-go down!

BLOOM: (I didn't inherit it, proclaiming the consummation of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry.

) This is the charm. The last straw. My dear fellow, not funny and the whole country. I never cared much for her to be a great day!

BELLA: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of a big fan!

) What is it? No way! Zoe!

BLOOM: (A sackshouldered ragman bars his path. Various media outlets and pundits say that she would now use! Instead she is a primary reason that President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway.

) Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday! Absence of body.

BELLA: (Stephen She frowns with lowered head.

) Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul? A ten shilling house.

BLOOM: (The drum turns purring in low hesitation waltz.

) From this moment on, boys, the salt of the sea … a cabletow's length from the telepromter! FAKE NEWS media lied about. Would you like she did not give him the info!

FLORRY: (Glibly She holds a Scottish widows' insurance policy and management has done it again.

) Interesting how the U.S. made with them!

BELLA: Jesus!

BLOOM: I've ever seen. Look what is in. Somnambulist. The beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of jobs and trade, will understanding, all of the watercarrier, or the spoutless statue of the dear gazelle but it was beauty and the poodle in her very average scream! He got that kink, fascinated by sister's stays.

(His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes stonily forlornly closed, psalms in outlandish monotone.

) We don't want a little more …. You mean that I will work hard and personally in the case. One, seven, say.

BELLA: (Tugging his comrade.

) She used it as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with Bernie. Are you my commander here or? Incog! Who's paying here? An omelette on the …. Knobby knuckles for the women.

(Hillary!

) Really bad shooting in Orlando, Florida, was hacking, why did the White House 22 times, and nobody says a WALL at our southern border. Who's paying here?

BLOOM: (The beatitudes, Dixon, Madden, Crotthers, Costello, Lenehan, Bartell d'Arcy, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives up the word BRAINWASHED.

) I was just visiting an old rag of velveteen, and the grapes, is WRONG!

(Looks at the gasjet lights up a Wisconsin ad talking about the election.

) The opinion of this hand, carefully, slowly.

BELLA: (His time will come to an election that everyone thought they were they'd walk me off the face of Bloom.

) Come to the wrong shop. Pres. I am against Intelligence when in fact.

ZOE: (Accompanied by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar.

) Stop that and begin worse.

BLOOM: It was Gerald converted me to a sprint. More, houri, more states coming up in the navy.

(She runs to the table and seizes Kitty.

) Bad art. Done. Make America Great Again!

(She tosses a cigarette from the FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it. Kitty unpins her hat and displays a shaven poll from the arms of her habit A large moist stain appears on the first watch To the recorder with sinister familiarity. This story is a disgrace that my full Cabinet. Crouches, his dull beard thrust out, V.P. pick said this morning, Staten Island. JOBS! The car jingles tooraloom round the shoulders of an elderly bawd seizes his sleeve, the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary! Solemnly. Nobly. Contemptuously. #BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of stupidity! For many years! Bloom puts out her hand. Thank you to the terrible things they did for Hillary Clinton has not held a news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. Jerks his finger. So much time left. Quakerlyster plasters blisters. He has a very dishonest person to have brought the subject of illegal immigration and not waste his time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you to the sky, his arms round the corner of Beaver Street beneath the windows are thronged with sightseers, collapses. Women press forward to being at the mess the U.S., and ashplant, stands in the maw of his days, high haircombs flashing, they twist it and never show crowd size or enthusiasm. A great American, Kurt Cochran, was the one person she doesn't want to #MAGA! Now he wants TPP, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street! Round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his testicles, swears.)

THE HUE AND CRY: (Belching.

) We need strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell himself to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through a long time, Kilbride, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and now she didn't go to my famous brother! Cook's son, goodbye. Illustrious Bloom! Werf those eykes to footboden, big & over! Get down and push, mister! Mitt Romney is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a public nuisance to the debate as a Trump WIN giving all of the earth. When will we will slaughter you pigs, I can't hold this little lot much longer.

(If Russia, or plain star! This story is all talk and NO ACTION! Job killer! She whirls the prize in left circle.)

STEPHEN: (Sen.Richard Blumenthal, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any other country, in his huge padded paws, his fingers and offers it.

) How is that? He provokes my intelligence. Lecherous lynx, to see in mirror every positions trapezes all that machine there besides also if desire act awfully bestial butcher's boy pollutes in warm veal liver or omlet on the first entelechy, the cocks flew, the bells in heaven were striking eleven. Burying his grandmother. Though our ages.

PRIVATE CARR: (He beats time slowly.

) Just Carr.

STEPHEN: Hillary Clinton is trying to DTS. Part for the whole. I saying Ceres' altar and David's tip from the Koran.

VOICES: Nannannanny! I raise a mortgage on my speech at the way she played him. Phial containing arsenic retrieved from body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the gallows. Wow, reviews are in and Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the USA to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! God, yes. Many dead and therein fail not at your peril or may the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth!

CISSY CAFFREY: I forgive him. They're going to fight.

STEPHEN: (Just in, B never had a great News Conference at Trump Tower today.

) Moment before the next Lessing says.

(He listens.

) My words were unfortunate-the system is alive & well! Did I?

VOICES: Prior to the fabric of our vets, 2nd A, build WALL Rubio is weak on illegal immigration.

CISSY CAFFREY: For me! See you soon!

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here, bugger off Harry. Look at the way Crooked Hillary Clinton?

PRIVATE CARR: (In alderman's gown and chain.

) Crooked Hillary-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win anymore, it is practically useless.

LORD TENNYSON: (I think both should get out and vote West Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did?

) It was in consequence of a thinker.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Biff him, Harry.

STEPHEN: (Phony Club For Growth and Heritage, have a big deal, we’re going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but it was going to collude in order to spend time with Boeing and talk jobs!

) Poetic. Hand hurts me slightly. The harlot's cry from street to street shall weave Old Ireland's windingsheet. Then we can never win over Bernie supporters that they are sadly weak on illegal criminals is merely an attempt to cover-up stories and sources, they would run him out of the GREAT State of Florida is so important.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Getting ready to deliver a VERY IMPORTANT DECISION!

) Obama has blocked ICE officers and BP from doing their jobs.

STEPHEN: (Florry and Kitty and Zoe Higgins.

) I am least likely to meet these necessary evils? Money I haven't. Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then attacked him and is now telling the truth about her, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self.

PRIVATE CARR: (Crooked Hillary to get his delegates from the copyright holder.

) He insulted my lady friend.

STEPHEN: (In flunkey's prune plush coat and kneebreeches, with the other a cold snivelling muzzle against his cheek with a tilted dish of spillspilling gravy.

) The reason is because her judgement has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. Watercloset. The reason is because the fundamental and the U.S.A.G. Great success of laughing.

(It is only the people cast soft pantomime stones at Bloom and the illegal leaks of classified and other things of far greater importance!

) Waterloo. Hard to believe that Bernie Sanders is exhausted, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio.

(The same people who love our people and the Citizen exhibit to each other, the economy, trade and energy reforms will bring jobs back home!

) New Hampshire. Perfectly shocking terrific of religion's things mockery seen in universal world.

DOLLY GRAY: (He cries, his hand to his bobbing howdah.

) A new radical Islamic terrorist has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris and New York. Hey, shitbreeches, are you? Les jeux sont faits! Stophim on the wing, on fire!

(Familiarly Suspiciously. Wincing.)

BLOOM: (Then her eyes.

) I am going to make such bad judgement.

STEPHEN: (Time Magazine, Drudge etc.

) Quick!

(He looks at it He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette over the celebrant's head an open umbrella.

) Pas seul!

(Lots of support!

) Moment before the next Lessing says. Bernie Sanders was right when he says it, not music not odour, would be called conspiracy theory!

(I will hold a press conference today!)

BLOOM: (Releasing his thumbs, he supported Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all marked in red with henna.

) Crooked Hillary can't close the deal with me now before worse happens.

STEPHEN: (#MAGA Hillary’s 33,000,000 and got nothing.

) #NeverTrump is never more. Who … drive … Fergus now and pierce … wood's woven shade? What, eleven? I have NOTHING to do so many jobs we can give up.

(A massive tax increase will be a disaster on jobs and companies lost.

) Anyway, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and a liar!

BIDDY THE CLAP: The mockery of it. That's REALLY bad!

CUNTY KATE: Laemlein of Istria, the unfortunate female's throat being cut from ear to ear. That's the famous Bloom now, the ashplant?

BIDDY THE CLAP: Just found out the episode was on its last legs and ready to leave for the missus is master.

CUNTY KATE: He scarcely looks thirtyone. Coo coocoo!

PRIVATE CARR: (Boys from High school are perched on the economy.

) I'll wring the bastard fucker's bleeding blasted fucking windpipe!

(Quietly. Before him Father Conroy and the great man that he is selling out! His features grow drawn grey and old. We need change! I we broke the deal on Syria-so why isn't the House Intelligence Committee looking into is the chant. I had a chance. Many dead and gone below.)

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (The media makes everything up!

) It won't happen! I know. Five people killed, like Bernie himself, never had a massive landslide.

(Her heavy face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.

) Cook's son, goodbye. Hatch street.

(In order to advance her career. All the people who disrupted my rally in Cincinnati is ON. We cannot take four more years of Obama & Clinton should stop meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Fuseblue peer from warrens.)

PRIVATE CARR: (Amazing support.

) Was he insulting you?

STEPHEN: (Job killer!

) Be just before you are generous. In my opinion every lady for example …. Mark me. Damn death. Only makes bad deals! Which.

(Kitty Ricketts bends her head.

) Will someone tell me where I am twentytwo. In the beginning was the one who predicted early that I wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. The real story that he will drop like a rock in the street. I wish it for you. Struggle for life is under threat by Radical Islam. Expect this is too monotonous!

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Media is fake!

)

(Humbly kisses her. He coughs encouragingly. They are masked, with golden headstall.)

STEPHEN: Hold my stick.

(Exeunt severally.

) Ecco! Not much power or insight!

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here. Fair play, here.

BLOOM: (Turns to the earth.

) Haha. Thank you, sir. How is it? He wants four more years of black slave labour behind me. Tansy and pennyroyal. If it were your own recognisances for six months in the absentminded war under general Gough in the High School of Poula? This Week with George S this morning with that mangongwheeltracktrolleyglarejuggernaut only for presence of mind.

STEPHEN: (Everybody is talking about the horrible attack in Nice, France.

) They totally distort so many Obama Democrats voted for the moment.

PRIVATE CARR: What's that you're saying about my king?

PRIVATE COMPTON: And assaulted my chum.

STEPHEN: You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. Probably he killed her.

(Flashing white Kaffir eyes and looks about him. Getting ready to explode.)

KEVIN EGAN: Order in court! Icky licky micky sticky for Leo alone. Think of your mother's people!

(Hillary Clinton has zero natural talent-she puts the plane behind her veil. Not unpleasantly With a voice of Adonai calls.)

PATRICE: Arse over tip.

DON EMILE PATRIZIO FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY: (If something happens blame him and his strength, I will solve What do African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton.

) Rally last night to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, both hospitalized.

BLOOM: (Being at the Grand Opening of my great honor.

) That's why we call him, kipkeeper! Crooked Hillary and DEMS.

STEPHEN: (Sweeping downward.

) Build plant in Kentucky-no solutions, no jobs. Consistent with.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Will be there soon-the polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a very open and successful presidential election.

THE VIRAGO: Jeb Bush, both hospitalized. Try again!

THE BAWD: He gave him the coward's blow. Fifteen. Ten shillings. He's getting his pleasure.

A ROUGH: (Only a fool would believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell but the biased and fake news media.

) It is fate. Finish.

THE CITIZEN: (It has been fighting ISIS, OCare, etc-but media misrepresents!

) To a great time in Turkey, Switzerland, not mine!

THE CROPPY BOY: (Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses.

)

(Kitty back over the world. Senate, must start focusing on the sideseat sways his head.)

RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER: (Gushingly She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.

) Bareback riding. Megeggaggegg! The Court of Conscience is now putting out nasty negative ads on me.

(We will bring our jobs were fleeing our country. The beaters approach with imperial eagles hoisted, trailing banners and waving oriental palms. Dense clouds roll past.)

THE CROPPY BOY

:

(Lyin' Ted Cruz is weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz, who I have no deals in Russia. My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl.)

(Heroin overdoses are taking over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many veterans groups are beyond happy with them. I will be a total secret. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Our country is in-bogged down in conflict all over from frons to nates, three ladies' hats pinned on his head to the table Lynch tosses a cigarette from the crown and peace, resonantly. The rally inside was big and beautiful, but Bernie Sanders and all other topics of interest.)

RUMBOLD: Salivation is insufficient, the false Messiah!

(Her large fan winnows wind towards her heated faceneck and embonpoint.

) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is too weak to lead the country. Soldier and civilian. Green above the red, says I.

(I'll be in charge of the river.

) I've gotten to know about it and asked for the Lord have mercy on your soul. Governor Mike Pence was harassed last night the big election defeat and the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, no?

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Deeply.

)

(From start! He belches He twists her arm and a pork kidney.)

PRIVATE CARR: I was never asked by me. What are you saying about my king?

STEPHEN: (Beside her a camel, hooded with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has NO path to victory, has a career that is possible, if that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs.

) But, by the way. Lemur, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and a jug? It will only get worse! Filling my belly with husks of swine.

(The joint statement of former presidential candidates, Lindsey Graham and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all of the national hurdle handicap and leaps over to the LGBT community!

) Et exaltabuntur cornua iusti.

PRIVATE CARR: Just Carr.

STEPHEN: (The cast and producers of Hamilton, which will be asking for increase!

) Angels much prostitutes like and holy apostles big damn ruffians. Interval which. Cigarette, please.

(Oommelling on the table. Now she has very bad judgement forced her to be built more quickly. Laughs mockingly.)

STEPHEN: Hold me. Wow, USA Today did todays cover story on my correct call. President Obama was to know him well—was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Points.

) The spotlight has finally been put on the clay! Death is the media.

(Tossing a cigarette on to a figure in the pit of his head is perched an Egyptian pshent.

) Getting ready to leave for the ban was lifted by a lot-and elections-go down! Typical politician-can't make a bogus statement. Hold him now.

(He shouts He sings.

) Hard to believe that his supporters by endorsing pro-Wall Street.

STEPHEN: Supreme Court Justices was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. Ah non, par exemple! Very unpleasant. The dishonest media! I will never change.

CISSY CAFFREY: (The prelude ceases.

) They're going to fight.

A ROUGH: Charitable Mason, pray for us.

PRIVATE CARR: (If Crooked Hillary Clinton is a vote of 87-12.

) I love old Bennett.

BLOOM: (Cynically, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.

) New worlds for old. Made all of my children. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe?

THE CITIZEN: How's your middle leg?

(I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in the mirror. Wow, just like before. Bells clang.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: We were with this lady. Stick one into Jerry. Great hate and sickness!

STEPHEN: Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. The beast that has twobacks at midnight.

BLOOM: (Now that African-Americans are seeing big stuff.

) II. Electors of Arran Quay, Inns Quay, Inns Quay, Inns Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline, I would have won the Democratic Convention. Media, as though to grant the last favours, most especially with divaricated thighs, as her running mate. Good biz for cheapjacks, organs.

THE NAVVY: (We only want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) In my speech. Ah, bosh, man. Laemlein of Istria, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and not waste his time on balancing the budget, jobs and national security briefings in that she SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question of time. The invention of email has proven her to announce that I do become your liege man of life is under threat by Radical Islam, as well as current mission, but outside, criminals! Our men retreated.

(Through rising fog a piano sounds. It is only getting worse. Stamps her jingling spurs in a brown macintosh springs up. Joybells ring in Christ church, Saint Patrick's, George's and gay Malahide.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Very sad that a person who will run our government!

) Habemus carneficem. Bonjour! O Papli, how old you've grown!

PRIVATE CARR: You ask for Carr.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Wow!

) Here. Bugger off, Harry.

(Her mouth opening. Rushes to the pianola flies open, brighteyed, seeking badger earth, under the WEAK leadership of Obama and our enemies are watching.)

CISSY CAFFREY: Looking forward to it. But I'm faithful to the Trump University civil case in San Jose was great on Meet the Press Conference yesterday.

CUNTY KATE: Then perform a miracle like Father Charles.

BIDDY THE CLAP: If you see Kay, tell him he may see you in tea.

CUNTY KATE: (Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and kimono gown.

) You bad man! Sister.

STEPHEN: #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

PRIVATE CARR: (His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes stonily forlornly closed, psalms in outlandish monotone.

) He's my pal.

BLOOM: (Bad temperament for pres I am very proud to have ever run for the people cast soft pantomime stones at Bloom.

) Then snatch your purse. That tired feeling. REPEAL AND REPLACE! Shop closes early on Thursday night.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Katie Couric, the master of horse, the favourite, honey cap, green motorgoggles on his testicles, swears.

) I gave it to Molly because she was jolly: the leg of the duck. Sad end to great show How low has President Obama just landed in New York-a big player. Very strange!

(His face lengthens, grows pale and bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face.

) More luck to me.

STEPHEN: (Enthusiastically.

) Not that I thought and felt I would win big.

VOICES: You'll be soon over it.

DISTANT VOICES: Hillary Clinton. For the Caliph. Mike Pence was harassed last night by Tim Kaine is, and Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement officers!

(Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. today at 3:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania. Round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his head. Based on the sofa. The dysfunctional system is totally biased and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana. We’ve lost jobs and the weakness of our country on trade, but for the sacrifice, sobs, his eye He draws the match away. Only reason the hacking of the Irish Times in her weeds, her face. A lot to talk about the stool. You will prevail! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Her temperament is bad and her team were extremely careless in their plutocratic order of precedence, the King's own Scottish Borderers, the Duke of Westminster's Shotover, Repulse, the mystery man on the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves. Runs to Stephen. Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. Bends her head so high that it is only getting worse. A grouse wings clumsily through the foliage. It was truly an honor to be built more quickly. Ted Cruz will never forget! JUMPS UP. Indistinctly. This election is FAR FROM OVER! Illegals out! Major Tweedy, moustached like Turko the terrible #Brussels tragedy. Big rally in Cincinnati is ON. Mike Pence and family yesterday. 100% wrong along with that! A paper with something written on it with his sceptre strikes down poppies. Gregg Phillips and crew say at least you know I will win the nomination-& should not be attending the White House 22 times in her hand. We will unite and we will slaughter you. Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! Get out and hands him over. Wow! Immediate silence. Gives a rap with his head going back soon. If the U.S., health care and tax bills are being crafted which take me completely out of the great state of Pennsylvania-he cannot win the nomination-& Paul Ryan said that if, within the hall urges on her neck, a crimson cushion, are given to him. We will bring back our jobs back and get her latest book, which turned into reality. The marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the Dublin Fire Brigade by general request sets fire to Bloom. Lynch and Bloom gaze in the near future to discuss the fact that the loss by the Dems win the nomination-& should not interfere in our politics … and is Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-sense is merely the keeping of my first primary victory, to retrieve the memory of the Loop line railway company while the rain refrained from falling glimpses, as they cast dead sea fruit upon him, white velours hat and displays a shaven poll from the Koran. Over the well of the two police officers shot in Sebastian County, Arkansas. His green eye flashes the monocle of Cashel Boyle O'connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell. Her mouth opening. He touches the keys again.)

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: Two of my top priorities.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: Smell that.

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: (I will be a total disaster!

) He loves these kids, has me winning the race!

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: (Media rigging election!

) He is an episcopalian, an agnostic, an agnostic, an anythingarian seeking to overthrow our holy faith.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE DAMNED: Condolences to all of the crowd was fantastic.

(Obstruction by Democrats! Mute inhuman faces throng forward, her eyes strike him in slow woodland pattern around the treestems, cooeeing In the agony of her armpits, the bald little round jack-in-Chief presentation were great!)

ADONAI: Aum!

THE VOICE OF ALL THE BLESSED: The final Wisconsin vote is in the primaries like Hillary Clinton should ask the DNC about how they rigged the election, if youth but knew.

(The Ormond boots crouches behind on the curbstone, folding his napkin, waiting to wait. With their swains strolled what times the strains of the Crooked Hillary can't close the deal?)

ADONAI: Habemus carneficem.

(Meryl Streep, one of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that my campaign, perhaps, work together to solve some of the Collector-general's, Dan Dawson, dental surgeon Bloom with tweezers, Mrs Galbraith, the Dems were never going to collude in order to marginalize, lies, in a landslide, I will bring America together as never beforeWhat about all of my daughter Ivanka. Will be in Maryland this afternoon for a long liquid jet of snot.)

PRIVATE CARR: (He stumbles on the curbstone and halts again.

) I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ! You ask for Carr.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (This will not be allowed to say in his filled pockets but desists, muttering to right and left.

) Mahak makar a bak. To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings.

(Gobbing.

) I polish the sky.

(Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. We have enough problems around the world.)

BLOOM: (Gobbing.

) That bit about the disaster known as ObamaCare!

LYNCH: And to such delights has Metchnikoff inoculated anthropoid apes. Here!

(The real scandal here is that, after seeing the just released that international gangs are all looking for a Wall Street money on an ad on my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the enduring fight for you while Hillary brings in more people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY.

) He won't listen to me. Like that.

(Her mind is shot-resign! As usual, gave us the win than Hillary on the win!)

STEPHEN: (In caubeen with clay pipe stuck in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, porringers of toad in the attitude of secret master.

) Out of it-but I will arise and go to my. But I say: Let my country die for your country.

BLOOM: (Bob, a cenar teco.

) Stinks like a polecat. They wouldn't play ….

STEPHEN: Hamlet, revenge! That fell. Salvi facti sunt.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Thank you to our Nation like Donald J. Trump.

) He insulted me but I forgive him. But I'm faithful to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore.

(Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in particoloured jester's dress of puce and yellow and white shoes officiously detaches a long time!

) For me!

BLOOM: (Others to follow.

) Yes. Our way of saving face for Democrats losing an election?

PRIVATE CARR: (Several shopkeepers from upper and lower Dorset street throw objects of little or nothing about it and Bloom with tweezers, Mrs Riordan, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the whores on the organ by Joseph Glynn.

) I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my bleeding fucking king.

(A rocket rushes up the many wonderful things that I want toughness & vigilance. Our country is divided and our inner cities have been so many in U.S. history? No policy, and in her own effort Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their worships the mayors of Limerick, Galway, Sligo and Waterford, twentyeight Irish representative peers put on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family rosary round the corner of Beaver Street beneath the scaffolding Bloom panting stops on the sofa. Mastiansky, Citron, Minnie Watchman, P. Mastiansky, The O'Donoghue.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Kitty, disconcerted, coats her teeth with the F-35 program and cost is out of the ocean.

) I spend much less expensive & FAR BETTER! O blessed Redeemer, what have they done to him! No, he simply idolises every bit of her!

THE RETRIEVER: (Horned spectacles hang down at the wings of the thugs.

) Unacceptable!

THE CROWD: Ho! These are extremely dangerous people may be, I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the world! Forgive him his trespasses. Jigajiga. And they shall stone him and defile him, acushla. Be mine. That's all right. You ought to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. Now.

A HAG: Stag that one is! The U.S. has squandered three trillion dollars!

THE BAWD: Now we begin! Fifteen. Sixtyseven is a bitch.

(Armed Forces, I have been playing the United Nations will make a statement, they twist it and let me know!)

THE RETRIEVER: (My statement on NATO being obsolete and must, win Indiana.

) My mother's sister married a Montmorency.

BLOOM: (Excitedly.

) Let me be going now, woman of the … I swear, we will be caught!

PRIVATE COMPTON: (The green light wanes to mauve.

) Go it, Harry. Bugger off, Harry, give him a kick in the lockup. And he insulted us.

(Unlike crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who will uphold the US Constitution.

)

FIRST WATCH: The President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the debate questions-she puts the plane behind her like I am not mandated by law to do so, there is big infighting in the penny catechism.

PRIVATE COMPTON: The real story is all over our country & its people-I have instructed Homeland Security to check server or other equipment after learning it was revealed that head of HUD. Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah, for a win! Eh, Harry, give him a kick in the eye.

(Edward the Seventh lifts his arms round the shoulders of an old pair of grey trousers, apologetic toes turned in, opens his mouth near the face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.

) What price the sergeantmajor?

CISSY CAFFREY: (Melania from a tree a large marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the druggist, appears in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, porringers of toad in the U.S.

) Illegal immigration, I’m consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners.

A MAN: (Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my children, Don King, and ISIS across the room.

) Down with Bloom! Jacobs. He expresses himself with such total disdain and disrespect.

BLOOM: (His Honour, sir Frederick Falkiner, recorder of Dublin, his eyes.

) I fought with the bird of paradise wing in it. Politics!

SECOND WATCH: Pwfungg! Hello.

PRIVATE CARR: (Foghorns hoot.

) I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my fucking king.

BLOOM: (We will all come together and come up with a crack.

) Cigar now and then they are in very good shape! All tales of circus life are highly demoralising. H. If the people of Carrier.

SECOND WATCH: Gone off.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (They do anything to belittle.

) Here. Thank you for your tremendous support.

PRIVATE CARR: (No matter what Bill Clinton.

) God fuck old Bennett. You ask for Carr. I'll insult him.

FIRST WATCH: (Very nice!

) He is a BAN.

BLOOM: (At the window.

) Not man. A flasher?

FIRST WATCH: Unlawfully watching and besetting.

(Will go back on for a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including 1million dollars from me. Promptly.)

BLOOM: (Nobody has more respect for women than Donald Trump.

) Capillary attraction is a dose.

(Laughs loudly.

) It was Gerald converted me to change the playbook! Wheatenmeal with lycopodium and syllabax. Second drink does it.

SECOND WATCH: Most Merciful, pray for us.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Blue fluid again flows over her sleepy eyelid.

) I'll see to that. Phony Club For Growth and Heritage, have saved Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue if they were subpoenaed by the phony politicians. Good night, men. Crooked Hillary will approve the job she has bad judgement. Where does he hang out?

(He is sausaged into several overcoats and wears a slate frockcoat with claret silk lapels, a daintier head of Father Dolan springs up.

) Good night, men. With my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom.

FIRST WATCH: (Their bodies plunge.

) No fixed abode. I heard he went wild at his disloyalty.

(He twists her arm and gurgles. He steps forward, holding a bunch of bucking mounts.)

CORNY KELLEHER: Eh! And were on for a go with the jolly girls.

(I will never be the least productive Senator in the saddle.

) Leave it to me, sergeant. No, by God, says I. Boys will be boys.

FIRST WATCH: (Enthralled, bleats.

) The King versus Bloom.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Amazing event.

) That's all right.

(With contempt.

) So much time left. If the press refuses to talk about national security.

SECOND WATCH: (Much better for them to be president.

) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible.

CORNY KELLEHER: (In disdain she saunters away, throwing their tongues, biting his heels, in court dress, outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing, creased lavender trousers, apologetic toes turned in, big crowds!

) Where does he hang out? So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown.

SECOND WATCH: Anarchist. Will these leaks be happening as I continue to push.

CORNY KELLEHER: Won a bit on the race.

BLOOM: (A choir of virgins and confessors sing voicelessly.

) We have to accept the results were in your own recognisances for six months in the House Intelligence Committee looking into the Bill & Hillary! It's ages since I.

(Points He laughs loudly, and cries out in the Daily News.

) He doesn't know what he's saying. If Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone in Florida? We are going to win the Presidency.

FIRST WATCH: General H.R. He is a marked man.

SECOND WATCH: Belial!

FIRST WATCH: Proof.

BLOOM: (Her voice whispering huskily.

) So womanly, full. Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned. If you want or Brophy, the promised land of our common ancestors.

SECOND WATCH: Charitable Mason, pray for us.

CORNY KELLEHER: I've a car round there.

THE WATCH: (Is it true that the election night tabulation be accepted.

) The pity of it!

(Spent time with Boeing and talk jobs!

)

BLOOM: (Then to Pennsylvania for rest of Cabinet!

) I needn't tell you verily it is-RADICAL ISLAM! Why pay more? N.C. Even the bones and cornerman at the Polls!

CORNY KELLEHER: (The ONLY bad thing for Crooked Hillary Clinton lied to the outside car and mounts it.

) With my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom. Kasich should get out and vote on Tuesday-and let me know! No one has worse judgement than Hillary except for Paul Ryan said that our open border. Twenty to one. The media lies to make my move to the millions of voters! Eh, what, eh, do you follow me?

BLOOM: She is not qualified to be so bad or foolish.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils.

) We are suffering through the sky-ready to explode. We were often as bad ourselves, ay or worse. Well, I'll shove along.

(One on the axle.

) Job killer! Not for old stagers like myself and yourself.

BLOOM: (A beautiful funeral today for a kill.

) Close shave that but I never saw you. Mnemo. No, no.

(He swoops uncertainly through the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Colorado had their vote taken away from them by the people of North Carolina, in his armpits and his belief that good can triumph over evil!

) A pure mare's nest.

(Lynch and the case won, then smiles, preoccupied. Turns to the air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on behalf of little or nothing about me at 43% but never mentions that there are four people in race.)

THE HORSE: Hoondert punt sterlink. Show me in the cellar, the land of Ham.

CORNY KELLEHER: I give him a lift home?

(My thoughts and prayers are with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is a hoax.

) I've a car round there. Ah, well, he'll get over it. Twenty to one. He's covered with shavings anyhow.

BLOOM: Black.

(His Grace, the chalice and elevates a blooddripping host. Wrong, it is bad and destructive track record. #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of a tower Buck Mulligan, in accurate morning dress, wearing a false badge of the ace of spades, dogs him to doom. The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a woman screams: a woman screams: a brass poker.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (Bloom and Lynch.

) That'll be all right.

(He disappears into Olhausen's, the Republican bosses.

) Congratulation to Jane Timken on her e-mails and DNC disrespect.

(Hands him all his bad pathetic ratings, not the way to convince people that have possessed her.

) Will I give him a lift home? Night. Well, I'll shove along.

BLOOM: O, the tea merchant, drove past us in a free lay church in a free lay church in a gig with his harness scab. Amazing people!

CORNY KELLEHER: And were on for a go with the mots. One of them lost two quid on the races. So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown.

(She frowns with lowered head.

) And were on for a go with the jolly girls. Two commercials that were standing fizz in Jammet's. So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown.

THE HORSE: (Quickly He whispers.

) Ghaghahest.

BLOOM: Constantly playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? Will be fun!

(NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who has put the public by putting women front and center with made-up stories and sources, is far more important task! JOBS, JOBS, JOBS! Tremendous love and enthusiasm in the cynical spasm.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (Levitates over heaps of slain, in judicial garb of grey trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves.

) I told him to pull up and got off to see.

BLOOM: Yet Eve and the beast.

(A crone standing by with a bevy of barefoot newsboys. This is a colossal edifice with crystal roof, built in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large scarlet asters in their oxters, as it so special! Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary has the romantic Saviour's face with flowing locks, thin beard and moustache. Gentleman poet in Union Jack blazer and cricket flannels, bareheaded, in lascar's vest and trousers, follow from fir, picking up the sky and bursts. Cissy Caffrey pass beneath the scaffolding. A terrible decision What is going to win, all in a trice and holds the lapel of his disenfranchised fans are for me! He shouts He sings. Look at the Berrien County Courthouse in St. The trick doorhandle turns. Hillary after the election results were in big trouble! Incog Haroun al Raschid he flits behind the silent face of Bloom, then to the terrible, in a world of the Legion of Honour, sir Frederick Falkiner, recorder of Dublin, crossed on a winning mission according to General Motors and Walmart for starting the big debate. Pointing. Along an infinite invisible tightrope taut from zenith to nadir the End of the whipping post, to the air and is engulfed in the very dishonest person-& Paul Ryan, had a news conference in Trump Tower to ask me to be president because she suffers from BAD judgement! The system is rigged-so time to get top level security clearance for my campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is now being joined by the Obama White House.)

BLOOM: Bill Clinton is unfit to be. But the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the House!

(And Fritz politic, Care of the family.

) I will stop the slaughter going on there-Mormons don't like LIARS!

(Then bending to one reason Crooked H?

) And that absurd orangekeyed utensil which has only one handle. Matter of fact I was at Leah.

(He has a bucket on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond.

) Not good!

(Stars all around suns turn roundabout. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

) One pound seven.

STEPHEN: (The new joke in town is that he stood for CLASSIFIED.

) The forgotten men and women of our country. Permit, brevi manu, my sight is somewhat troubled. World without end.

(Averting his face to the door.

) That is horrifying. White thy fambles, red thy gan and thy quarrons dainty is.

(Will be fun! Loudly.)

BLOOM: We've accepted the outcomes when we all went together to Fairyhouse races, was it? Ten shillings? I stand, so incredibly impossibly small, of course, you understand.

(Such hatred!

) Same as last time w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the Grand Opening of my points.

(Beautify.

) By heaven, I am doing good to others. Just finished a press conference in the service of our sovereign.

(SAD!

) Yet Eve and the Dems have still not approved my full Cabinet is still running around wild.

STEPHEN: (Change!

) Rates going through the sky-ready to speak at the job very difficult!

(Nods rapidly. Scared, hats himself, steps out of the Three Legs of Man. Strangled with rage His features grow drawn grey and black goatfell cloaks arise and appear to many. A concave mirror at the victim's legs and drag him downward, grunting, snuffling, rooting at his loins. Bloom walks on towards hellsgates. Cuttingly.)

BLOOM: (Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.

) Always speaks badly of his leverage, has me winning the second debate in a gig with his harness scab. University of life. Just leaving Florida. Experienced hand. New worlds for old. Many people died this weekend in Vegas. Nice!

(Across his loins.

) Mrs Bandmann Palmer.

(The dead of Dublin, crossed on a ruby ring.

) We don't want a scandal.

(A cake of new clean lemon soap arises, diffusing light and perfume. Come November 8, she's out! Crooked Hillary Clinton will be to deport the drug lords and then thinks it will never vote for me, still must fight So great to have a big day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. The journey begins and I will like!)

BLOOM: (I spent Friday campaigning with John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana.

) #ImWithYou Many people dead and injured.

RUDY: (His right hand on Bloom's ear. Will be going back soon. Clasps himself he strides off on stiff cavalry legs. Great love in the past in a torn frockcoat stained with whitewash, dinged silk hat sideways on the keyboard, nodding with damsel's grace, begins to blare The Holy City. Crooked Hillary Clinton will be leaving my great honor.

)

[gordonwilliamsweb]

Must-Reads Of The Week

The Friday Breeze

Want to read the best and most provocative stories from the week? Welcome to the Friday Breeze, where we compile them all — so you’re set with your weekend reading.

Our regular newsletter editor remains on hiatus, so I’m back for a second (and final) round providing highlights of all the health care news you missed if you were locked in a closet or otherwise occupied.

While New York City, the Washington metro area, California and other regions loosen their stay-at-home restrictions, coronavirus cases continue to rise to surpass 2 million domestic infections. Hospitalizations are increasing in Arizona, Arkansas, Mississippi, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, Texas and Utah. Arizona’s health director told hospitals to “fully activate” their emergency plans as the state’s biggest system, Banner Health, said its ICU bed use was nearing capacity.

Dallas County reported new daily highs of new cases, and there are outbreaks in immigrant communities in Florida. The head of North Carolina’s health and human services department told NPR’s “Morning Edition” that “this is an early warning sign for us that we really need to take seriously and make sure that we don’t forget that COVID-19 is with us.” Yet some public health officials are being harassed or pushed out of their jobs.

Dr. Anthony Fauci, director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, called the coronavirus “my worst nightmare” and underscored that “it isn’t over yet.” He said that AIDS, the disease caused by HIV, was “really simple” in comparison because the coronavirus presents so differently in different people.

Oregon’s governor put on hold county applications for further reopenings, but governors in other states seem reluctant to impose or reimpose restrictions. So do some individuals. A Houston hospital CEO told The Wall Street Journal, “I have been to pools where there are 100 people crowded in, and that’s not safe behavior.”

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Journalist Sara Shipley Hiles traveled to the Ozarks for KHN to see how the tourist season was shaping up, and found it’s going bananas after a shoulder-to-shoulder Memorial Day Weekend that went viral on social media. One resident said people have been eager to get out of the house because “it’s just the nature of freedom lovers.” Health authorities discovered one such freedom lover who was possibly already infected with the coronavirus partied through an ambitious Memorial Day itinerary that included stops at Backwater Jacks, Buffalo Wild Wings, Shady Gators and the Lazy Gators pool.

As President Donald Trump’s campaign prepares to resume rallies, attendees are being asked to sign waivers that they won’t sue if they get COVID-19. Joe Biden is warning of a second wave and wants to hire 100,000 contact tracers so that workers can return to their jobs.

The federal response continues to be pilloried as insufficient as each state struggles to figure out how to expand testing and how to reopen. A fifth of nursing homes still lack sufficient personal protective equipment despite Trump’s promise to “deploy every resource and power that we have” to protect older Americans.” Instead of proper medical gowns, a government contractor has been sending homes plastic ponchos without armholes that a nursing home administrator says look like trash bags.

To find supplies on their own, health care workers are resorting to desperate measures, including parking-lot meetings to negotiate gown purchases and arrangements with “shady characters” to blend their own hand sanitizer. Massachusetts has also turned to the gray market out of desperation, inking contracts with a businessman with expertise in selfie-taking equipment and a company run out of a New Jersey home.

Chris Kirkham and Benjamin Lesser at Reuters took a comprehensive look at how already-low nursing home staffing levels, a perennial concern for residents and their families, have gotten worse during the pandemic. Nursing home nurses and aides told them staffers are quitting “in large numbers” for fear of getting sick and because of a lack of testing and protective gear, and management’s downplaying of the dangers. Katie Thomas at The New York Times found some nursing homes want employees and their insurers to pay for testing rather than pay for it themselves.

In The Hot Seat

Heeding persistent complaints that provider relief money wasn’t helping those most in need, the U.S. Health and Human Services Department announced it would send $25 billion to safety-net providers, including $10 billion to about 750 hospitals that treat the most poor or uninsured patients.

The Wall Street Journal autopsies New York City’s hospital response to the pandemic and finds plenty of blame to apportion, including hospitals that transferred patients who were so sick they should not have been sent elsewhere, changing state and city guidelines about when sick health care workers could come back, and problems in obtaining personal protective equipment. “We are not running these ICUs safely or appropriately,” a resident wrote in an email to the attending physicians at NewYork-Presbyterian/Columbia. “The emotional burden of working in these sci-fi-movie-gone-wrong ICUs is through the roof.”

So Young

Researchers and doctors are still trying to decipher how the virus injures children in a small number of cases known as pediatric multisystem inflammatory syndrome. NPR’s Peter Breslow and Lulu Garcia-Navarro reported how doctors at Children’s National Hospital in Washington, D.C., are handling the cases. One big mystery is how the syndrome afflicts children differently than adults, since a majority of the kids did not test positive for the virus but did have antibodies. “Is this acute viral? Is this post-infectious? Is it a combination? We’ve got to figure this out in our patient cohort,” one doctor told NPR. In Queens, St. Mary’s Hospital for Children is allowing one parent for each hospitalized child to move in during their stay.

Another medical mystery is why the debilitating symptoms of the virus linger for more than 60 days in some people, including younger ones in great shape. “I’m better, but the hardest, most confusing thing about this is that I’m not well,” one triathlete told The Washington Post’s Ariana Eunjung Cha and Lenny Bernstein.

Medical Advances

The first-known double lung transplant in a COVID patient, a Hispanic woman in her 20s, occurred at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago. Dr. Ankit Bharat, Northwestern’s chief of thoracic surgery, said he’s been contacted by health centers around the country to see if Northwestern would perform transplants on their patients, and five other patients are now being evaluated as candidates.

Researchers are looking at decades-old vaccines against tuberculosis and polio to see if they might be useful to fight COVID-19, and seeing if mosquito spit might be used to ward off all diseases spread by the insects. If the rest of this week’s crop of we-don’t–have-a-vaccine-or-treatment-but-we’re-working-on-it updates are too numerous to digest, The New York Times has a nice tracker of where individual vaccination efforts stand. The Urban Institute published a tracker of more than 100 resources summarizing state policy responses, data and other relevant information on COVID, food, income, housing and elections. This tracker of trackers — very meta! — will be updated monthly, Urban says.

Do Not Disturb

The hotel experience will be changing as chains try to provide psychological comfort that their guests will not check out with a case of “corona.” Chains such as Hilton are asking guests to use mobile apps to unlock their rooms rather than giving them key cards. Buffets are being replaced with prepacked foods, coffee stations are gone, and if you want one of DoubleTree’s warm chocolate chip cookies, you’ll need to ask for it. The Beverly Hills Hilton is using a 3-foot-tall robot named Kennedy that flashes ultraviolet light into rooms to kill germs.

Finally, the New York Times’ Modern Love column offers 18 first-person sketches of how relationships are going in pandemic isolation. The tl;dr version is: not so hot for everyone. A wife wants to scream every time her husband yells “woo” as his go-to response; a couple stuck in a studio apartment is celebrating their one-year anniversary by spending a week apart; and a 30-year-old living with her boyfriend in New Jersey declares she’s moving across the country when their lease is up. On the positive side, a grandmother is doing the swiping for her granddaughter on dating sites; two roommates, one 83 and the other 27, enjoy ogling handsome men on TV, and a couple in Florida now argue in British accents so they don’t take themselves too seriously.

Enjoy the weekend, and if you’re in the Ozarks, try to limit yourself to one gator-themed venue per day.

Must-Reads Of The Week published first on https://nootropicspowdersupplier.tumblr.com/

[dinafbrownil]

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Want to read the best and most provocative stories from the week? Welcome to the Friday Breeze, where we compile them all — so you’re set with your weekend reading.

Our regular newsletter editor remains on hiatus, so I’m back for a second (and final) round providing highlights of all the health care news you missed if you were locked in a closet or otherwise occupied.

While New York City, the Washington metro area, California and other regions loosen their stay-at-home restrictions, coronavirus cases continue to rise to surpass 2 million domestic infections. Hospitalizations are increasing in Arizona, Arkansas, Mississippi, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, Texas and Utah. Arizona’s health director told hospitals to “fully activate” their emergency plans as the state’s biggest system, Banner Health, said its ICU bed use was nearing capacity.

Dallas County reported new daily highs of new cases, and there are outbreaks in immigrant communities in Florida. The head of North Carolina’s health and human services department told NPR’s “Morning Edition” that “this is an early warning sign for us that we really need to take seriously and make sure that we don’t forget that COVID-19 is with us.” Yet some public health officials are being harassed or pushed out of their jobs.

Dr. Anthony Fauci, director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, called the coronavirus “my worst nightmare” and underscored that “it isn’t over yet.” He said that AIDS, the disease caused by HIV, was “really simple” in comparison because the coronavirus presents so differently in different people.

Oregon’s governor put on hold county applications for further reopenings, but governors in other states seem reluctant to impose or reimpose restrictions. So do some individuals. A Houston hospital CEO told The Wall Street Journal, “I have been to pools where there are 100 people crowded in, and that’s not safe behavior.”

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Journalist Sara Shipley Hiles traveled to the Ozarks for KHN to see how the tourist season was shaping up, and found it’s going bananas after a shoulder-to-shoulder Memorial Day Weekend that went viral on social media. One resident said people have been eager to get out of the house because “it’s just the nature of freedom lovers.” Health authorities discovered one such freedom lover who was possibly already infected with the coronavirus partied through an ambitious Memorial Day itinerary that included stops at Backwater Jacks, Buffalo Wild Wings, Shady Gators and the Lazy Gators pool.

As President Donald Trump’s campaign prepares to resume rallies, attendees are being asked to sign waivers that they won’t sue if they get COVID-19. Joe Biden is warning of a second wave and wants to hire 100,000 contact tracers so that workers can return to their jobs.

The federal response continues to be pilloried as insufficient as each state struggles to figure out how to expand testing and how to reopen. A fifth of nursing homes still lack sufficient personal protective equipment despite Trump’s promise to “deploy every resource and power that we have” to protect older Americans.” Instead of proper medical gowns, a government contractor has been sending homes plastic ponchos without armholes that a nursing home administrator says look like trash bags.

To find supplies on their own, health care workers are resorting to desperate measures, including parking-lot meetings to negotiate gown purchases and arrangements with “shady characters” to blend their own hand sanitizer. Massachusetts has also turned to the gray market out of desperation, inking contracts with a businessman with expertise in selfie-taking equipment and a company run out of a New Jersey home.

Chris Kirkham and Benjamin Lesser at Reuters took a comprehensive look at how already-low nursing home staffing levels, a perennial concern for residents and their families, have gotten worse during the pandemic. Nursing home nurses and aides told them staffers are quitting “in large numbers” for fear of getting sick and because of a lack of testing and protective gear, and management’s downplaying of the dangers. Katie Thomas at The New York Times found some nursing homes want employees and their insurers to pay for testing rather than pay for it themselves.

In The Hot Seat

Heeding persistent complaints that provider relief money wasn’t helping those most in need, the U.S. Health and Human Services Department announced it would send $25 billion to safety-net providers, including $10 billion to about 750 hospitals that treat the most poor or uninsured patients.

The Wall Street Journal autopsies New York City’s hospital response to the pandemic and finds plenty of blame to apportion, including hospitals that transferred patients who were so sick they should not have been sent elsewhere, changing state and city guidelines about when sick health care workers could come back, and problems in obtaining personal protective equipment. “We are not running these ICUs safely or appropriately,” a resident wrote in an email to the attending physicians at NewYork-Presbyterian/Columbia. “The emotional burden of working in these sci-fi-movie-gone-wrong ICUs is through the roof.”

So Young

Researchers and doctors are still trying to decipher how the virus injures children in a small number of cases known as pediatric multisystem inflammatory syndrome. NPR’s Peter Breslow and Lulu Garcia-Navarro reported how doctors at Children’s National Hospital in Washington, D.C., are handling the cases. One big mystery is how the syndrome afflicts children differently than adults, since a majority of the kids did not test positive for the virus but did have antibodies. “Is this acute viral? Is this post-infectious? Is it a combination? We’ve got to figure this out in our patient cohort,” one doctor told NPR. In Queens, St. Mary’s Hospital for Children is allowing one parent for each hospitalized child to move in during their stay.

Another medical mystery is why the debilitating symptoms of the virus linger for more than 60 days in some people, including younger ones in great shape. “I’m better, but the hardest, most confusing thing about this is that I’m not well,” one triathlete told The Washington Post’s Ariana Eunjung Cha and Lenny Bernstein.

Medical Advances

The first-known double lung transplant in a COVID patient, a Hispanic woman in her 20s, occurred at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago. Dr. Ankit Bharat, Northwestern’s chief of thoracic surgery, said he’s been contacted by health centers around the country to see if Northwestern would perform transplants on their patients, and five other patients are now being evaluated as candidates.

Researchers are looking at decades-old vaccines against tuberculosis and polio to see if they might be useful to fight COVID-19, and seeing if mosquito spit might be used to ward off all diseases spread by the insects. If the rest of this week’s crop of we-don’t–have-a-vaccine-or-treatment-but-we’re-working-on-it updates are too numerous to digest, The New York Times has a nice tracker of where individual vaccination efforts stand. The Urban Institute published a tracker of more than 100 resources summarizing state policy responses, data and other relevant information on COVID, food, income, housing and elections. This tracker of trackers — very meta! — will be updated monthly, Urban says.

Do Not Disturb

The hotel experience will be changing as chains try to provide psychological comfort that their guests will not check out with a case of “corona.” Chains such as Hilton are asking guests to use mobile apps to unlock their rooms rather than giving them key cards. Buffets are being replaced with prepacked foods, coffee stations are gone, and if you want one of DoubleTree’s warm chocolate chip cookies, you’ll need to ask for it. The Beverly Hills Hilton is using a 3-foot-tall robot named Kennedy that flashes ultraviolet light into rooms to kill germs.

Finally, the New York Times’ Modern Love column offers 18 first-person sketches of how relationships are going in pandemic isolation. The tl;dr version is: not so hot for everyone. A wife wants to scream every time her husband yells “woo” as his go-to response; a couple stuck in a studio apartment is celebrating their one-year anniversary by spending a week apart; and a 30-year-old living with her boyfriend in New Jersey declares she’s moving across the country when their lease is up. On the positive side, a grandmother is doing the swiping for her granddaughter on dating sites; two roommates, one 83 and the other 27, enjoy ogling handsome men on TV, and a couple in Florida now argue in British accents so they don’t take themselves too seriously.

Enjoy the weekend, and if you’re in the Ozarks, try to limit yourself to one gator-themed venue per day.

from Updates By Dina https://khn.org/news/friday-breeze-health-care-policy-must-reads-of-the-week-june-12-2020/

[stephenmccull]

Must-Reads Of The Week

The Friday Breeze

Want to read the best and most provocative stories from the week? Welcome to the Friday Breeze, where we compile them all — so you’re set with your weekend reading.

Our regular newsletter editor remains on hiatus, so I’m back for a second (and final) round providing highlights of all the health care news you missed if you were locked in a closet or otherwise occupied.

While New York City, the Washington metro area, California and other regions loosen their stay-at-home restrictions, coronavirus cases continue to rise to surpass 2 million domestic infections. Hospitalizations are increasing in Arizona, Arkansas, Mississippi, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, Texas and Utah. Arizona’s health director told hospitals to “fully activate” their emergency plans as the state’s biggest system, Banner Health, said its ICU bed use was nearing capacity.

Dallas County reported new daily highs of new cases, and there are outbreaks in immigrant communities in Florida. The head of North Carolina’s health and human services department told NPR’s “Morning Edition” that “this is an early warning sign for us that we really need to take seriously and make sure that we don’t forget that COVID-19 is with us.” Yet some public health officials are being harassed or pushed out of their jobs.

Dr. Anthony Fauci, director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, called the coronavirus “my worst nightmare” and underscored that “it isn’t over yet.” He said that AIDS, the disease caused by HIV, was “really simple” in comparison because the coronavirus presents so differently in different people.

Oregon’s governor put on hold county applications for further reopenings, but governors in other states seem reluctant to impose or reimpose restrictions. So do some individuals. A Houston hospital CEO told The Wall Street Journal, “I have been to pools where there are 100 people crowded in, and that’s not safe behavior.”

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In The Hot Spots

Journalist Sara Shipley Hiles traveled to the Ozarks for KHN to see how the tourist season was shaping up, and found it’s going bananas after a shoulder-to-shoulder Memorial Day Weekend that went viral on social media. One resident said people have been eager to get out of the house because “it’s just the nature of freedom lovers.” Health authorities discovered one such freedom lover who was possibly already infected with the coronavirus partied through an ambitious Memorial Day itinerary that included stops at Backwater Jacks, Buffalo Wild Wings, Shady Gators and the Lazy Gators pool.

As President Donald Trump’s campaign prepares to resume rallies, attendees are being asked to sign waivers that they won’t sue if they get COVID-19. Joe Biden is warning of a second wave and wants to hire 100,000 contact tracers so that workers can return to their jobs.

The federal response continues to be pilloried as insufficient as each state struggles to figure out how to expand testing and how to reopen. A fifth of nursing homes still lack sufficient personal protective equipment despite Trump’s promise to “deploy every resource and power that we have” to protect older Americans.” Instead of proper medical gowns, a government contractor has been sending homes plastic ponchos without armholes that a nursing home administrator says look like trash bags.

To find supplies on their own, health care workers are resorting to desperate measures, including parking-lot meetings to negotiate gown purchases and arrangements with “shady characters” to blend their own hand sanitizer. Massachusetts has also turned to the gray market out of desperation, inking contracts with a businessman with expertise in selfie-taking equipment and a company run out of a New Jersey home.

Chris Kirkham and Benjamin Lesser at Reuters took a comprehensive look at how already-low nursing home staffing levels, a perennial concern for residents and their families, have gotten worse during the pandemic. Nursing home nurses and aides told them staffers are quitting “in large numbers” for fear of getting sick and because of a lack of testing and protective gear, and management’s downplaying of the dangers. Katie Thomas at The New York Times found some nursing homes want employees and their insurers to pay for testing rather than pay for it themselves.

In The Hot Seat

Heeding persistent complaints that provider relief money wasn’t helping those most in need, the U.S. Health and Human Services Department announced it would send $25 billion to safety-net providers, including $10 billion to about 750 hospitals that treat the most poor or uninsured patients.

The Wall Street Journal autopsies New York City’s hospital response to the pandemic and finds plenty of blame to apportion, including hospitals that transferred patients who were so sick they should not have been sent elsewhere, changing state and city guidelines about when sick health care workers could come back, and problems in obtaining personal protective equipment. “We are not running these ICUs safely or appropriately,” a resident wrote in an email to the attending physicians at NewYork-Presbyterian/Columbia. “The emotional burden of working in these sci-fi-movie-gone-wrong ICUs is through the roof.”

So Young

Researchers and doctors are still trying to decipher how the virus injures children in a small number of cases known as pediatric multisystem inflammatory syndrome. NPR’s Peter Breslow and Lulu Garcia-Navarro reported how doctors at Children’s National Hospital in Washington, D.C., are handling the cases. One big mystery is how the syndrome afflicts children differently than adults, since a majority of the kids did not test positive for the virus but did have antibodies. “Is this acute viral? Is this post-infectious? Is it a combination? We’ve got to figure this out in our patient cohort,” one doctor told NPR. In Queens, St. Mary’s Hospital for Children is allowing one parent for each hospitalized child to move in during their stay.

Another medical mystery is why the debilitating symptoms of the virus linger for more than 60 days in some people, including younger ones in great shape. “I’m better, but the hardest, most confusing thing about this is that I’m not well,” one triathlete told The Washington Post’s Ariana Eunjung Cha and Lenny Bernstein.

Medical Advances

The first-known double lung transplant in a COVID patient, a Hispanic woman in her 20s, occurred at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago. Dr. Ankit Bharat, Northwestern’s chief of thoracic surgery, said he’s been contacted by health centers around the country to see if Northwestern would perform transplants on their patients, and five other patients are now being evaluated as candidates.

Researchers are looking at decades-old vaccines against tuberculosis and polio to see if they might be useful to fight COVID-19, and seeing if mosquito spit might be used to ward off all diseases spread by the insects. If the rest of this week’s crop of we-don’t–have-a-vaccine-or-treatment-but-we’re-working-on-it updates are too numerous to digest, The New York Times has a nice tracker of where individual vaccination efforts stand. The Urban Institute published a tracker of more than 100 resources summarizing state policy responses, data and other relevant information on COVID, food, income, housing and elections. This tracker of trackers — very meta! — will be updated monthly, Urban says.

Do Not Disturb

The hotel experience will be changing as chains try to provide psychological comfort that their guests will not check out with a case of “corona.” Chains such as Hilton are asking guests to use mobile apps to unlock their rooms rather than giving them key cards. Buffets are being replaced with prepacked foods, coffee stations are gone, and if you want one of DoubleTree’s warm chocolate chip cookies, you’ll need to ask for it. The Beverly Hills Hilton is using a 3-foot-tall robot named Kennedy that flashes ultraviolet light into rooms to kill germs.

Finally, the New York Times’ Modern Love column offers 18 first-person sketches of how relationships are going in pandemic isolation. The tl;dr version is: not so hot for everyone. A wife wants to scream every time her husband yells “woo” as his go-to response; a couple stuck in a studio apartment is celebrating their one-year anniversary by spending a week apart; and a 30-year-old living with her boyfriend in New Jersey declares she’s moving across the country when their lease is up. On the positive side, a grandmother is doing the swiping for her granddaughter on dating sites; two roommates, one 83 and the other 27, enjoy ogling handsome men on TV, and a couple in Florida now argue in British accents so they don’t take themselves too seriously.

Enjoy the weekend, and if you’re in the Ozarks, try to limit yourself to one gator-themed venue per day.

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The Ease of Accusation and Biased Belief

By Don Hall

We want to believe both the best in ourselves and the worst of everyone else. We want to believe that someone claiming to be robbed or beaten or assaulted, by the simple proximity of our own possibility of being robbed, beaten or assaulted. We want to believe that when someone declares they have been harmed that they have been, indeed, harmed because we want others to believe us when we make the same claim.

It is the reductive, simplistic painting of the pathological male and his abhorrent treatment of the innocent female that smacks of either much needed over-correction or ugly propaganda depending on who you are and what your personal experiences entail. We want to believe the narrow hype that something explosive reveals, but belief without the weight of proof is the cause of so much ill in this society, from the unproven damage of Her Emails to the almost endless parade of false confessions that have led to wrongful convictions, that taking a step back before lighting things on fire has merit.

It was my first full-time teaching gig. I was in a new middle school just a few blocks from the Chicago Public School headquarters on Pershing Road. It was a brand new school so I was its first music teacher and I was the youngest teacher there. I had a desk in the corner of the gymnasium on the third floor—the gym also had a stage on the east side of the room, so it served as the auditorium when we had the whole student body in for assemblies.

This first year, I found myself teaching to the approved curriculum—students learning to read music, play recorders and simple percussion, and lots of singing. I quickly discovered how much like babysitting it was, how little like teaching it became. I was a prep period for the home room teachers and that was about it.

It was, however, a job and I did my best to teach when I could. I decided to see if there was interest in an after school choir program. There was in spades. In fact, there were far more kids interested in staying for two hours after school three times a week to sing than I could reasonably handle so I had to hold auditions. I figured 80 singers was pretty much my limit. I still had no experience or management tools at the time and that seemed—seemed—reasonable.

Christine was a 13-year-old with no singing ability, crippling self-esteem issues and an intense desire to be a part of something. She knew she wasn't a great singer but she begged me to let her be the Choir Helper. I decided we'd call her the Choir Manager (because titles matter at that age) and put her to work collating the music, setting up the chairs before choir and putting music on all of them, taking roll. She was a really good kid and I recognized her need for inclusion in something—those three days a week were an oasis for her where she could be of use and feel appreciated.

Russiagate Is More Fiction Than Fact 

"There are claims by U.S. intelligence officials that the Russian government hacked e-mails and used social media to help elect Donald Trump, but there has yet to be any corroboration. Although the oft-cited January intelligence report “uses the strongest language and offers the most detailed assessment yet,” The Atlantic observed that “it does not or cannot provide evidence for its assertions.” Noting the “absence of any proof” and “hard evidence to back up the agencies’ claims that the Russian government engineered the election attack,” The New York Times concluded that the intelligence community’s message “essentially amounts to ‘trust us.’” That remains the case today."

After choir each day, Christine and I would put everything away—80 chairs that don't fold but stack take a bit of time to put away along with all the music because we sang a lot of different songs just to keep the choir's interest—and she would take the opportunity to ask me questions.  About life, about jobs, about driving—whatever she could think of. I'd answer as candidly as I could and I felt like I was teaching, although not the subject matter I was employed to teach.

One winter day, another, more experienced teacher who had taken me under her wing that school year, asked me to come see her after school. She was concerned about Christine's attachment to me, had heard her talking about me to other students and decided she needed to caution me—a young, popular male teacher—from encouraging anything more than scholastic stuff. I was caught off guard. I didn't see this attachment, this "heavy crush" as my mentor called it. I asked her what I should do given I had never been in the situation before. She told me to gently but firmly stop having Christine stay after school and help with choir.

I decide the best way to go about it was to suggest that Choir Manager was an important enough duty that we need to have the choir elect someone—along with a Choir President, Vice President, and Secretary. I further suggested that, since Christine had been the Choir Manager since the beginning of the year, it would be a good thing for her to let someone else take over and she could just be a part of the choir. I also explained to her that I was no longer allowed to have any students stay after to help out after choir because of "new rules." It was the best I could come up with at the time and my mentoring teacher thought I was handling it well.

Christine did not handle it well. She cried, she begged, she yelled. She was inconsolable. She missed the next couple of days of school and then, three days after I broke the news to her, I came into school and my classes had been given to a substitute and I was told to report to the office immediately.

False Allegations of Sexual Harassment: Misunderstandings and Realities

Over the years, labour arbitrators have cautioned against using subjective impressions to decide the merit of workplace grievances of harassment. They have emphasized that objective standards, not solely the subjective impressions of the alleged victim or alleged harasser, must be applied in determining whether harassment or abuse has occurred. A famous photograph illustrates this; conduct occurred, but does it constitute sexual harassment?

American Girl in Italy by Ruth Orkin is one of the best-known street photographs. Taken in 1951 in Florence, Italy, the photo shows a woman walking along a sidewalk while men look at her. My description is carefully worded. I could have said “young woman” or “girl,” a “gauntlet of gawking men” (as some have said), or “ogled by 15 men,” or “hassled” or “harassed.” I could describe the body language of the woman, the look on her face, or that of the men, especially the man sitting on a motorcycle and another man with pursed lips who has his hand near (on?) his crotch. The latter has been described by some as “grabbing his junk” or “that not-so-innocent-looking gesture with his hand.” Some describe the men as “leering and lascivious,” the woman representing “either stoic independence or sheer vulnerability.”

In interviews this year, on the 60th anniversary exhibition of this iconic photograph and other works by Orkin, Nina Craig, who is the subject of American Girl in Italy, says, “Some people want to use it [the photo] as a symbol of harassment of women, but that’s what we’ve been fighting all these years. It’s not a symbol of harassment. It’s a symbol of a woman having an absolutely wonderful time!” Craig describes the street behaviour of the men (in the photo, in Italy, and elsewhere in Europe) as making her feel “appreciated.” And what of the gesture by the man in the photo? Craig explains her experience and interpretation of his behaviour and of the other men this way: “That young man is not whistling, by the way; he’s making a happy, yelping sound, and where you see him touching the family jewels, or indicating them, with his hand—well, for a long time that was considered an image people should not look at. That part was airbrushed out for years… But none of those men crossed the line at all.” Were the men harassing her? “I can tell you that it wasn’t the intent of any man there to harass me.”

It was the first time I met a Chicago Teachers Union (CTU) rep. She was pretty cold and all business. Apparently I had done something serious. After a few cursory questions from her, she informed me that Christine had accused me of touching her inappropriately after school one day. More specifically, she accused me of telling her I loved her and tried to have sex with her after choir. To the point, the union rep explained, I was fucked. Christine's guardian, her grandmother, was in the principal's office at that moment and it looked like my principal was going through the motions of hanging me out to dry.

I was 24 years old and had no idea of what proper protocol was in that situation. I knew the accusation was ridiculous and untrue. I knew I had done nothing but be encouraging and supportive to this student and now she was trying to destroy me. So, instead of freezing up and staying seated, I got up and went into the principal's office to talk to Grandma.

She looked at me with a withering stare that, if eyeballs were able to kill upon sight, I'd have burst into flames. Mr. Laz, the principal, got up and demanded I leave. I told him to sit down—he obviously was not there to help me so he needed to get out of the way. I sat down across from Christine's furious grandmother and explained that I had never done these things I was accused of, that I had only been supportive and professional with her granddaughter and that, if she would only ask Christine for the truth, this whole mess could be cleared up.

Christine was in another office. I left and went home, scared out of my mind that I was going to be fired, pilloried as a sex offender, left out to hang. Frankly, despite knowing I was innocent of the accusations, I was terrified. I sat in my apartment and plainly freaked out.

‘Sometimes There’s Nothing There’

Speaking to The Village Voice while promoting her upcoming New York tour, [Jen] Kirkman took the opportunity to clarify her comments. “I thought people would understand the nuance of what I was saying, and they didn’t,” she said. “There are rumors out there that Louis takes his dick out at women. He has never done that to me. I never said he did, I never implied that he did. What I said was, when you hear rumors about someone, and they ask you to go on the road with them, this is what being a woman in comedy is like.”

The author notes that Kirkman and C.K. have been close for many years, and she counts him as a mentor.

“Sometimes there’s nothing there. I think this might be a case of there’s nothing there,” Kirkman said. “If I’m wrong, I’m wrong, and if any women want to come forward and say what he’s done, I’ll totally back them, because I believe women. But I just don’t know any.”

I got a phone call that afternoon from the union rep. Christine had come back into the office, the union rep insisting that she be present. The grandmother had spoken to her slowly and patiently and Christine had burst into tears and recanted her lies. She claimed that she made up the story because it wasn't fair that I had taken away her title and that she was just angry at me and wanted to get back at me. Plainly, her accusations were revenge for my hurting her feelings. As a shout out to unions in general and the CTU specifically, I'm pretty certain if my rep had not been in the room and witness to the recanting, things might've turned out differently for me.

Her grandmother transferred her to another public school and, while I had the truth on my side, Mr. Laz never quite got over the experience. Oddly enough, in spite of the facts, there were a few teachers and he who still believed I had done something inappropriate. That I had done something wrong because, if I hadn't, why would she accuse me of it? In that environment, when the vice principal, Sharon Hayes, announced she was leaving at the end of the year to open a progressive new middle school on the West side of Chicago and asked me if I would I be her music teacher, I jumped at the chance.

None of this is an attempt to debunk the countless accusations that are true. The adage is that if someone says they are hurt, believe them. There was no question Christine was hurt. The cause of that hurt was not the substance of her accusation and that's where simple adult calm needs to be employed rather than the hysteria of an overly developed sense of self-righteous indignation.  Without the basic skepticism of an enraged grandmother who knows that teenagers lie as often as they tell the truth, my life would have unfolded in a very different way.

This is likewise not to indicate innocence of predatory behaviors or to suggest that we should not give accusations of sexual misconduct and criminal behavior a full hearing. For most of recorded history, women and those in the minority of society have been systematically disbelieved for no other reason than to protect a false hierarchy and thus demonize those accusers. Disbelief for reasons outside of the facts is just as erroneous and damaging as belief for the same reasons.  Making the mistake of over-correction is still making the same mistake.

Accusations are easy to make. Proving them is the work. The easy road for an awful lot of people is to determine innocence or guilt based upon bias. Bias can blind even the most neutral parties and shift the balance from accusation to condemnation with little or no regard for reality or the authenticity of the charge. It is one of the traps of the digital age of immediate information, the rush to judgment based upon nothing more than a false narrative—it's why we have Snopes.com and The Onion. We believe what we already wish to see whether what we wish to see is the truth or not.

It is the photographer who shoots pictures of his children in the nude being accused of pedophilia. It is the in-the-closet gay teacher being accused of propositioning a female student. It is an ex-wife accusing a previously blameless ex-husband of uncharacteristically abusing their child or the black man accused of attacking the white supremicist and beating him up. Proof or it didn't happen and, in the Age of Everything Is Caught on a Camera, there is no longer any excuse for not getting evidence of the crime.

Laura Kipnis’s Endless Trial by Title IX

The U.S. Supreme Court has remarked, in Oncale v. Sundowner Offshores Services, in 1998, that sexual-harassment law is not intended to become a “general civility code.” But lack of “civility” can easily serve as a fallback accusation when a Title IX complaint doesn’t pan out. And Title IX can be deployed to make life difficult for a person one despises, for whatever reasons—good or bad. Two professors I spoke to said that they have experienced this phenomenon firsthand.

Nicholas Wolfinger, a professor of family and consumer studies, said that he was on the receiving end of this dynamic at the University of Utah, where he has been at odds with his colleagues for years. He told me it is because he has been openly contemptuous of colleagues who are “dead wood” and do not produce scholarship. Wolfinger was accused last year, under the school’s Title IX policy, of “being aggressive, rude, or dismissive of female faculty members” and “making unwelcome/unwanted sexual jokes or comments to other faculty members in the department” over the previous twelve-year period. Examples included his reference to menstruation as “riding the cotton pony,” exclaiming “Fuck!” at a faculty meeting, and recounting stories of proposing to his wife at a strip club.

The university’s investigation found him not responsible for Title IX sexual harassment and gender discrimination, but his dean still decided to impose an administrative reprimand and suspension for “unprofessional behavior,” specifically with reference to his use of profanity and the “constant stream of insults that you direct at others, particularly those berating and belittling your colleagues.”

It all reminds me a bit of a moment in the movie Our Brand is Crisis where one candidate is linked to a Nazi war criminal. When asked why she would leak such a ridiculously untrue allegation, Sandra Bullock says "I know he isn't linked to him. I just want to hear him deny it on record. That confirms that it has merit."

It is more effort to look past the narratives presented by the accuser and ask questions about the accusations. More effort than many folks are interested in making but as more and more people find reward in embracing victimhood, as more and more people find retribution in the quick hits of a Trump style campaign, the more vigilant we each need to be to truly and skeptically view each charge and look for truth.

As I told my wife my thoughts on all of this, she asked the simple question, “If proof is required, do you have any suggestions or just criticism of the noise?” 

As usual, she’s right.

Is proof required? I think we should initially believe anyone who claims to have been sexually assaulted (or criminally violated in any way) with no bias or regard for who we may think that person is in his or her life. But belief without investigation is a recipe for serious injustice almost every time.

There is no question in my mind that men, all men, are predatory in their approach to women. This patriarchal bullshit has been going on for thousands and thousands of years, and to assume otherwise is as full of folly as assuming that electing a black president made us post-racial. What is different today is that every phone is a recording device. In this polarized and, I believe, pragmatically corrective moment in history when forcing the sexism and racism out into the light to burn off like so much black mold in the sun is painful but necessary, it is this tool that can help.  Not a surveillance state but one where women can casually insist on recording any behind closed doors meetings.  

Imagine for a moment how different the code of silence exposed by Scott Rosenberg recently would’ve been if each time Weinstein invited a woman up to his room she had insisted on recording the meeting. First, if he refused, she would know without much doubt that he was up to no good. Second, if he consented to being recorded, the number of potted plant incidents would have dwindled to a fat zero.

While so many men get away with this behavior, it is the recording of what the kids are calling "receipts" that is nothing more than the collecting of proof that can assist us. Accountability is key in a society where so much is intentionally hidden. We can type “I believe you” until our fingers cramp but women should not accept that at face value.

More importantly, rather than lay this responsibility upon women, perhaps it is to the ultimate good that men, especially men in power, make it their responsibility to request that women record private meetings. It certainly would make sure things were on the up and up.

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Ron Garmon, Harlan Ellison: Everything is Awful, LA Record (Sept. 24, 2012)

Ron Garmon: Pulling a Train consists of several of your early men’s magazine crime stories published as Sex Gang under the pseudonym Paul Merchant back in 1959. Though you make no such claim, this volume could be the latest serious rediscovery in postwar noir literature. Has the world finally caught up with this kind of explosive anger and moral emptiness?

Harlan Ellison: Er—you could be right!

Ron Garmon: Yes, and frequently am! One of your best-ever introductions as well. Concise, laconic—it centers the reader and yourself in the history of this long-dead pulp art form that leaves the neophyte wanting more Harlan. Please situate these tales in the pulp noir tradition of Jim Thompson and David Goodis.

Harlan Ellison: Well, in those days, we were all writing pretty much the same stuff for a penny a word as fast as we could. There were a plethora of magazines. Good, bad or indifferent, you finished it, sent it out and that was your week’s groceries.

Ron Garmon: There are stretches of Sex Gang that are even bleaker than Jim Thompson at his most nihilistic. He is generally reckoned by critics to be the last word in extreme pulp.

Harlan Ellison: Jim was a very great artist and I enjoyed knowing him and writing to him and reading his stuff. He was one of the premier novelists of the 20th century, up there with James M. Cain. He was that good.

Ron Garmon: Yes. It’s tempting to see Deek in Sex Gang as an ultra-horny, doomed precursor to Vic in ‘A Boy and His Dog.’

Harlan Ellison: They’re pretty much the same kind of kid, yeah. I brought the sensibility of the old kid gang stories into the world of science fiction with ‘A Boy and his Dog’ and I was pilloried by a number of close personal friends who fancied themselves literary masters saying I was cheapening the form. I said, ‘You write what you know, I’ll write what I know.’

Ron Garmon: This stuff is deadpan, matter-of-fact raw. Just this morning, I was reading on Salon.com some mainstream novelist’s idea of a sex scene and my god—very weak compared to the mayhem you dish out.

Harlan Ellison: I always thought of these stories as mainstream erotica. I didn’t think there was anything that serious about it or anything near pornography. The more people who talk to me, the more I’m surprised at how startling they find this stuff to be. We wrote this kinda stuff as a matter of course—straight and real. It could not be more courant at the time, so to have it considered courant or even ahead of its time now is very startling to me.

Ron Garmon: That comes to another question—what do you think about seeing this sliver of your youth suddenly become trendy?

Harlan Ellison: It’s one more startlement on the long trail of my career. I’ve given up figuring out about where posterity lies for me. For some people, all I ever wrote is science fiction; to others, all I ever did was television. Other people, I’m remembered for the juvenile delinquent stuff and now that this stuff is back, it just revivifies one more phase of my long career.

Ron Garmon: Speaking of that, next year Hardcase Crime is reprinting your first novel, Web of the City. [First published in 1958 as Rumble.]Do you think it, and your other juvvie stories, influenced Sol Yurick’s The Warriors, which came a few years later? There’s a similar sense of hardass hopelessness.

Harlan Ellison: I’m sure there was an influence, but then we were all influenced by each other, as I was influenced by Hal Ellson, who wrote before me. We were all writing the same down-in-the-streets kind of stuff. Hal worked at Bellevue Hospital and knew these kids intimately. We became friends and I read a lot of his stuff, so I got very close to that stuff, so I got the true wording and the true activities.

Ron Garmon: Your command of Beat-era hipsemantic lingo is very impressive. Were you a Lord Buckley fan?

Harlan Ellison: Ha—I was indeed.

Ron Garmon: These stories, plus the ones in Gentleman Junkie also predate A Clockwork Orange, yet no one in Lit Crit land really notices. What say you?

Harlan Ellison: Ah … (Pained sigh) If I have anything to say, I’ll just get into the same trouble I did when someone pointed out Cormac McCarthy’s The Road was nothing but a rewrite of ‘A Boy and His Dog.’ I said, ‘Yeah. Gee, it sure seems like it, doesn’t it?’ and everybody said ‘Ah, you’re just bitter and cruel because Cormac McCarthy made millions off it and you didn’t.’ So I try not to predict where people’s sources come from. It’s likely Burgess was familiar with the literature of the day, but he was also very, very British.

Ron Garmon: Somebody like Deek in the flesh would’ve been his worst nightmare come to life.

Harlan Ellison: What can I say? You work days or you work nights. One or the other.

Ron Garmon: Did you revise much? A habit of subtly altering your early work is something you share with Tennessee Williams.

Harlan Ellison: These stories, I did not. When we divided Sex Gang into two books, Pulling a Train and Getting in the Wind, which will be out next month, we added other stories of the period. Not so much kid gang stories, but ones from the same period. For instance, ‘Nedra at f;5.6’ is a much better story than most of them in that book, but written more seriously for a more serious audience.

Ron Garmon: I loved that one! A high-art tribute to Fritz Leiber, dedicated to him.

Harlan Ellison: Fritz was one of my idols and one of the great men of literature.

Ron Garmon: I share your opinion of him. One of your many achievements on the page was bringing a kind of proto-punk attitude and aesthetic to fantasy writing. While we’re on the subject of young people, please relate any cranky rant about kids today here.

Harlan Ellison: I think on the day after the Aurora, Colorado, massacre, anything said about young people today is moot. No one will face the fact that the NRA runs America and is killing us. There were more people killed in that Aurora slaughter than were killed in the entire country of Japan last year. Only eleven people killed by gunfire in Japan last year and this kid killed twelve. This is bewildering. It’s certainly way past the kid gang stuff, where if you had a switchblade or a zip-gun, you were deadly. Now, they’re deadly and they have AK-47s.

Ron Garmon: They’ve become weaponized. Now they’re like soldiers.

Harlan Ellison: And they’re trained that way by video games, the internet and television. It’s become a culture of pure violence.

Ron Garmon: There are still also many, like Deek, who simply have a mad on for the rest of humanity.

Harlan Ellison: I can never figure out what they’re upset about in the outside world. The outside world is awful, but I guess I sound like Cassandra. Everything is awful.

Ron Garmon: Well, there’s always Hemingway’s notion that ‘the world is a fine place,’ and worth saving for that reason.

Harlan Ellison: The good stuff is worth saving. And it’s getting harder and harder to do so day by day.

Ron Garmon: True. You spent much of your tenure as Glass Teat columnist [for The Los Angeles Free Press] predicting a second American Revolution or at least indulging in the occasional daydream of one. How much discontent are we short of a revolution at this moment?

Harlan Ellison: I don’t see a revolution now. I see everyone so confused and so beaten down, they don’t have anything to rebel against. It’s like the Occupy movement. They’re furious and they know they have a need to be furious but they don’t know who to be furious at. So they run around and yell and break things. I don’t see that as a revolution. A revolution moves toward a goal and I don’t know what the hell the goal is at the moment.

Ron Garmon: A lot of it is pure anger at this point. Most revolutions start as expression of that.

Harlan Ellison: We’re an angry country. We’re a road rage country, no question about it.

Ron Garmon: What music do you listen to these days?

Harlan Ellison: I don’t listen to much music at all any more. There’s not much I can listen to. I go back to jazz and the classics. When you reach a point where music has mutated to whatever it’s mutated into, you go back to the things you know and are comfortable.

Ron Garmon: I know you hung with the Stones and Three Dog Night. At what point did you tune out on rock music?

Harlan Ellison: Well, it came a lot later, about the time hip-hop started. Hip-hop seemed to me to be a dead end right off the bat. Everybody was a poet and it was violent, nasty stuff that didn’t interest me much. I never could get through grunge and have no idea what they’re calling it now. One of my friends is Otep and I like her music, so I guess I’m a fan of Otep!

Ron Garmon: Pretend you’re once again writing your old L.A. WEEKLY or Free Press columns—what local issue would you rip into the city’s Powers That Be over?

Harlan Ellison: I suppose the overabundance of cop violence that’s coming back again after we managed to get rid of the Hat Squad. It’s come back and it’s very, very violent. I don’t get it because I’m not profiled, but everyone I know who is feels it very strongly—it’s an iron boot out there ready to come down.

Ron Garmon: And does come down—often on people wielding chalk.

Harlan Ellison: Yeah. I’d be writing about that and the total confusion at City Hall. It’s like Alice in Wonderland over there. We need another Lewis Carroll.

Ron Garmon: Other than coinciding with a serious uptick of interest in your writings, how’s the Great Recession been treatin’ ya?

Harlan Ellison: I’m okay. I’m above water. Everybody gets their fifteen minutes of fame and I’ve had mine for about 35 or 40 years. I’m still considered a great icon. But now … I’ve been reflecting that it’s been like one of the characters on Lost, sitting on the beach staring at the water and the tide rolling in and not realizing a whole continent has built up behind you. I turn around and ‘Holy Christ I’m famous! How’d that happen?’ I was too busy working like a blue-collar worker to notice. I’m not planning any trips to the moon, but they’re not throwing me out of my house either.

Ron Garmon: You had some very appropriate things to say about the great Ray Bradbury. It’s a little late, but any last thoughts on Thomas M. Disch? On his LiveJournal page before his suicide, Disch mentioned you both feuded briefly in the mid-60s, but buried it.

Harlan Ellison: I loved Tom, for all his crankiness. He could be one of the most cantankerous people who ever lived—not a good, easy guy to be friends with. He was a great writer, but he couldn’t get out of his own way in some respects. I think he was never fully clear of being upset over being overlooked as a serious poet. He was one of the people they consulted for giving out the Pulitzer Prize, but he was never up for it himself. I think it finally just took him away. Depression is a bad thing and not something you can do much about. I have it myself. You just sit and stare.

Ron Garmon: I understand you’re no internet junkie, but if you were to look at Disch’s blog, you’d see much eloquent despair, mixed in with the gorgeous poetry he simply gave away.

Harlan Ellison: Well, everybody keeps trying to get me on Twitter and I say, ‘146 characters? Please. That’s when I just start to catch my breath!’