Wednesday, 10 January 2024

The CEO with underground contacts

This guy is running a second row entertainement company. First row are the artists and venues and that's were you find the street guys in Germany from Gs to Rockers and Polizei. Only the guys that delivers the booz are never attacked in that industry and so this guy with an obvious Down Syndrom tendency is having a quite life.
Check pictures of the Sinaloa Kartell boss and you'll find that they have roughly the same body shape and most likely even consume at least one similar drug. Just the clothing tells that one is hanging out with artists in posh Western hotels inbetween airports and club lounges and the other with AK allways trigger happy freaks in the Jungle parts of this world as urban as rural.
This guy is also the sterotype of the Weapon SS Grenadier. The guy in Heat that takes a child hostage to get shot by one of his own is basically his brother and the Sinaloa boss is a distant cousine that made it in the crime parts of world society onto the big boys table.
The money in especially German Clubs is made on Amphetamines and to keep bribery low it needs to be cleared or covered from some enteties that either will charge a main share or offer all inclusive time off the streets from tax office to all Polizei branches.
Did you ever get a double shot at the bar, but payed only a single one?
Did you ever had a round donated by the bar without paying anything?
The only thing that is in no way to calculate is the booz sold. A 1l bottle gives 50 shots, minus spilling all over the bar the later the evening. Every take away fast food restaurant is easier to surveille by one burger one paper burger box.
The German GeStaPos, aka the German Amphetamine Mafia, is making incredible amounts on Extasy and Speed and Kokain mainly sold at the weekends to cope with the bad music in clubs all ruled by Rocker Clubs protected by Polizei. Here in Hell's Kitchen, Club Wear was invented by someone steeling Graffity designes, all purpusfully with no more than 3 colours done, aka the Throw Up Black Book, which were printed on Froot of the Loom T-Shirts and sold for 60DM the piece....all coming with one E out of one shop.
This was the beginning of Extasy, the beginning of the German Techno music industry and the MIB always mixed up with the U.S. Military Intelligence Brigade no matter how often we said it was the Bureau not the Brigade.
The business, due to the German lifestyle, got quickly out of hand, and even so prices dropped to as low as 15DM consumer price, turnover exploded, T-Shirts turned collecter items by DJs swimming in street cash and beside buying every vinyl record no matter what, yet playing a tape on the weekends, piling analog synths they had no use for at all, they also spend up to 1000DM for out of print shirts, still having cash coming in.
Even bouncers started eating out every day and Polizei bought vacation homes on Fuerte Ventur'a to just close to Marbeilla, but all along the Costa Del Sol and all those into whole sale international distribution went crazy in Italy reaching the Cote D'Azure with its snowy mountain view....

Do you understand how much moraly fine loot .... as short as a coastal boat or desert road trip away from humans in real need with honestly happy faces ready for a real party they stored electronics and furniture still off touch from the easy low hanging fruits awaiting Latino Gangs creating destraction for Wallys and Legions, possibly?  With the perfect excuse of hunting bandits for arms, trucks or solid boats having donations loaded with alot'a business stops in between...DAM...I want to go back to our roots. 

...While the German undergrund and therefore its streets are facing as we speak the end of CIA protection and its all inclusive all costs covered ensurance that always looked away from human treatment worse than Klan strategies. Like way worse and you stay out of my way when I start retalitaing, Kingsmen, on may way to Mother Africa.