DJ Holy Body's Blog and the King's Mask + Wearing Black to Your Own Funeral

Sometimes I like to throw out some humor, except of course it's usually not funny.  I will throw it out there anyway.  For years, I used to make fun of my government agents and call them Aunt Samantha instead of Uncle Sam.  I even decided to create Halloween costumes of an erotic Aunt Samantha outfit.  It sounds kind of weird, but hey, the idea created some jobs. I was thinking about the name Aunt Samantha, and the organization known as Aunt Tifa came to mind.  I ordered mind control programming of members of the Aunt Tifa organization, so they are inclined to violently combat traitors of the United States.  If anyone wants to be a Confederate or a Nazi, such as those at the recent removal of General Gee's statue, then Aunt Tifa will treat you like one.  Aunt Tifa has no choice but to leave their anarchist and anti-capitalist views behind or suffer severe consequences.

Just like I always say, the guitar is simply a modern day version of the harp. This is a collection of my classical guitar repertoire.

Off the top of my head, I can think of a million reasons why someone would want to work towards becoming a high-level operative within the American government.  If people knew what was involved though, they may think twice about career options and choose a civilian career instead. Let's just say I decided to make someone a government operative.  First of all, and no one is allowed to disagree with this step or bypass it, the agent gets non-detectable earphones surgically implanted inside their ears.  When I say inside the ears, I mean deep inside.  Don't worry, Q-tips are still usable. The reason for the implanted earphones is to give audio instructions to millions of agents throughout the world for intelligence activities and law enforcement purposes.  And being the superpower that we are, we enforce international law as well as American law. There is another reason for my audio implants in the ears, and this is the catch.  If an agent turns on me, I...

Hey, this digital journal is a great place to organize my music! All of the DJ Holy Body hip hop remixes are now all in one place.

I finally took all of my original rock songs, hip hop songs, and dance tracks, and put them on the same web page as all of my remixes of mainstream music. The site I found is called Nation Reverberation.

Right now, metaphorically speaking, Dick Wong Tune is standing on a bar stool with a noose around his neck.  The rope is attached to a basement ceiling in North Korea.  Hypothetically speaking, Dick can take the noose off and get down from the stool, but that means he gives up his nukes.  He can keep the rope around his neck, and he can jump off the stool, or if not, I am more than happy to be the one to kick the bar stool out from underneath him.