Axiom - 1/13/2026

Axiom

1/13/2026 - 

• When they keep telling you that you are a piece of shit over and over again, eventually, how your parents treat you becomes what you think about yourself. Then, when your mother tells you to kill yourself, and your father just stands there and watches while she says it, you do it, - because he told you to listen to her.

Junati Cunt. All of the random outbursts and sociopathic threats that my mother made throughout the day would mean that that my father would come home and beat the shit out of me with his belt. And my mother used to taunt me ‘in between’ and then, in fact, he came home and did it; but he was just taking out his own frustration because of her constant nagging. And she stood there, behind him, smiling at me while my father whipped the fucking shit out of me for no reason. Well, there is a reason. But that reason was because my mother got off on standing there and watching.

Lying, gaslighting, ketanji, bb, cunt.

You don’t know what it feels like to want to kill yourself nearly every day for 6 years going on 7 because of your parents. The only thing they have ever done is make anything and everything worse. There were no happy moments. I cannot even remember one.

I do not believe a fucking word that anybody says to me. I treat people like absolute shit because that is what they are - reading this and then quoting a ‘comma’ in the workplace - red head piece of shit that reminds of a friend I used to have who is married to a little brown Filipino piece of trash who looks like 12-year-old boy. Tries to tell people that she is Asian because she thinks that makes her smart. Ahh, and the fat ugly cunt married to Hanksgiving - trash. There is a reason that the lord does not allow you to procreate. Your cunt is not worthy of reproducing the trash that you are. I always liked Pete and Denise, for what it is worth. Pete actually cried at his own wedding. I always admired Pete.

I am a grown adult now and I do not care how this ‘reads’ - the audience will see me as an abused victim of leprosy. And nobody will ever want to touch me ever again. Well, my mother made sure of that. For what reason, I do not know. But I do. For her own pleasure and for a meek understanding of whom it is that possesses power over you.

The only positive memory that I have of my brother is when she tried to pull this shit with him because she got off on it while doing it to me and my brother backed her up against the brick fireplace and spit in her face. On that day, my brother became my hero.

Fireplace - a source of heat when the heater went out during very cold winters, and it did, time after time. Not a luxury enhancement with a remote control. It was a source of heat.

Sleeping in front of the fireplace like a bunch of rats - juvenile jerkoffs sentenced to spend time with their family who hated each other because no matter how many hours my father worked, the heater was not working.

My mother was this misshapen little cunt whose hobby was ‘cunting’ - the posturing of juxtaposition of something they think you hate - like women in ‘fashion’ described, ‘micro-bangs’. 

Why would it piss me off if you intentionally requested a stupid haircut? 

I preferred to fuck around with the best looking women when I was in high school. And I did.

You know how to do that between 1989-1993? Walk up to them and just start talking. And then shut the fuck up and listen to them tell you how brilliant you are. I know I am not, I never was. But I was aware of the art of conversation at a young age because I hung on every word that would potentially transpire into a physical ‘beating’ if my mother translated disinformation to my father while he was at work.

I was very fortunate to meet what I still consider today to be a highly classy collage of young ladies during my high-school career. I have no regrets that I spent more time listening to them when I should have been studying.

Today is January 13, 2026 - 

If any of you were lucky enough to take any one of my classes on social engineering, I would have told you exactly what the lady who had to sell her Tesla to feed her Billion Dollar baby said when she suggested, while, working for a satire company, “Please stop undressing me on your platform…” while a protest in Iran is taking place.

‘Son’ - What is in a name? ‘Tesla’ was the name of a man, whose automobile you sold - and now you are testing the value of your ‘son’ in opposition to BYD.

Kim Carnes - Bette Davis Eyes:

I could pull a woman’s ass out of a lineup. Paul Mauro has nothing on me. Line up a profile of women’s asses and I will tell you who they are without even seeing their faces. And that is exactly the way that they like it.

However, those details are a matter of ‘National Security’ - but how many times I made you cum cannot exceed a lie-detector test.

I fucked this young lady once, (I was young too..) on the hood of my car at a dead end in a new housing development that was adjacent to a corn-field.

She even said, “Aren’t you worried  about fucking up the hood of your dark blue Calais?”

Nope. Fucked her on the hood and as I remember it on the roof of the car just to see if we could break the windshield.

I listened, shut the fuck up, pulled out my dick and they all started sucking. And I am hardly a ‘cute’ guy. So how do you explain that? The art of persuasion. The art of shutting the fuck up. The art of suggesting questions instead of asking them.

The sound of Quarter Bouncing off of your ass -

I actually tried to do this once after a a hot blonde sucked me off to completion three times. The Quarter ($25 cents) just stuck to her ass. She laughed and kept sucking.

Penny

KETANJI - Black women are hotter when they act like they have common sense, but white women no longer have any either, like trying to stick a quarter in the slot of a ‘penny’ machine.

And the colored girls go, “Doot, Doot” - James R. Fitzgerald - Glasgow, Montana.

You wanna come out of retirement and solve the crimes that led to your 15 minutes?

They DIRECTED you, exactly back to where you are right now. There is no ‘justice’ and you know that.

Moby Dick - 

It sucks, bro, I know - when the criminals are right in front of your face, but the words that come out of your mouth are discounted for matters of ‘national security.’

Do a stint with Dan Bongino as he returns from service for ‘answering the call of THE GOAT’ - FUCK THE GOAT.

That would make you a ‘goat fucker’. 

I Think We’re Alone Now - Tiffany

Justice…

They would not leave me alone. They would not stop fucking up my life. You think you know, you don’t.

He must have friends if they scrubbed Michael R. Cronin from the Epstein List.

But Michael R. Cronin does have the Diddy List.

And, of course, like peas and carrots, well, what do we have here?

Ill, Annoy

Like Nick Reiner said, “I have information that is very valuable to some people.” And that is why a ‘high-profile’ lawyer gathered all of that information and handed him over to a public defender.

17GEN4.com

Michael R. Cronin

Alas, I have no private jet. But I do like my women like a Mercedes driving through the desert - classy, with just the right amount of dirty.