Richard Becker is entirely too little and too late!

It is verrily too much! That mincks the snarky miss Wong is daring to doubt my knowledgeable assertion that Richard Becker has an insufficiency of the privy part! How dare she? How dare she!

See! See here!
http://deathbynoodles.blogspot.com/2009/05/richard-becker-abnormally-petite.html

And she besides has the gallish temerity to cite my very own post!
http://grantpatel.blogspot.com/2009/05/richard-becker-very-tiny-manhood-and.html


In which I state categorically that Richard Becker has a very tiny penis!


She doubts me, she dares! Sweet young Snooky Wong doubts the sheer minisculity of Richard Becker's infinitissimaly small weiner! Which is a fact!
It is more than a theory, dear little miss Wong, it is a hard (yet very soft) datum. As can and has been attested by many and several, all of whom shall remain nameless as legal action against mister "tiny dick" Becker is still ongoing and in actions. We cannot divulge their names, nor would we want to. It is protecting the innocent. International ANSWER has persucoated and commited mayhem on whosoever provided proof of richard Becker's many and several inadequacies - not least of which, or actually the very utter least of which, is his embarrasingly tiny, minute, and well nigh microscopic PENIS!

The multitudes of trustworthy witnesses include many and several with unprintable yet very entertaining experiences in public washrooms, and on long greyhound bus trips, or of the probing cavity searches required of traveling terror supporters, and plus the very finest physicians and religious men - all of whom are profoundly knowledgeable about baby puds and boyish winkies, smooth as a gazelle's rump, and ALL of them remark and aver that Richard Becker has a tiny tiny penis.
Why, it is smaller and more insignificant than could possibly be imagined! Totally midget! Wee!
And these names shall forever remain a closed book. Please to ask him directly if that is your obsession, fine miss Wong, I virtually am sure that he will willingly and at the drop of a pant show it to a young maid. Or provide a photograph, with signature for a delicious fan. Perhaps an impression in plaster?

From when comes this unsuitable fascination, my dear miss Wong, with mister Becker's tiny penis? Is it truly his wangle that interests you? How could you? How!!!! Is it instead maybe that due to gross miniscule absence of severe piece he could fit into your panties also? Size four extra small? A disctinctly inferior size queen? Or have you instead a perverse and obscene eye for that posturing poseur? Is it his sublimating of manhood into politicized hate that attracts? Perhaps his subconsciously traumatic sexuality, that glow of longslumped glandular frustration, as he foams and gibbers and squeels, yelping the utter absence of any male glam into the stratosphere, for even invaders from another galaxy to realize and recognize THAT RICHARD BECKER HAS A SMALL PENIS! The undying and useless shame of the American communist movement, even less to their whicks than a Bengali communist! RICHARD BECKER AND HIS TINY PENIS!

My dear delectible miss Wong, I beg of you not to ask any more questions anent Richard Becker and his poor little whizzipizzle! It is an inquiry of a sexual nature that teenage girls should avoid. No, a juvenile such as yourself has no business probing the monstrous regenerative microgonad of a political pervert. Unclean fascinations!

Such interest is quite unseemly. I would NOT expect it of a fine well-bred little Cantonese-American girl. How possibly immodest! You are potentially an issue. Do not ask any further about Richard Becker's cute & minute wingle-wangle. His delicious near castrati smoothness is not a subject that should excite the mind of a delicate teenager. Say NO! to minisquality, and microscopicism! Ignore Richard Becker's tiny penis! Overlook it - it is so very easy to do!

FOR SHAME!

Instead, you should be more curious about me!

I am as fine a figure of a man as you will note. Which eventuality for sure must be arranged. And mayhap that will disabuse you of ANY interest in the measly screeching scoundral Richard Becker whose penis is so very very very small.

I am instead a much more fitting object for your interest. I can provide references. I am not a sexually frustrated communist. I am a man entirely without hate or pettiness. I am broadminded. And much better looking too. Please ask. You will find me precisely to the requirements.
Would you like some shrimp curry?

Death by Noodles is a horrid mistress!

Heavens, little miss Wong! You again overlook my contributions to PIBB and focus on the unimportant; your own. Of which there are about three minor scribblings, I grant you. But mine you do not mention! At all!! How could you!!!

Hah!

Nor did you react, in any way at all, to my recipe for Parsee Prawn Curry!

Soon I shall have to offer it instead to Richard Becker, if he will but let me photograph his tiny penis, and take a wax impression, so that I may prove to you, in several blown up color photographs, and a plaster model, that I speak the truth, I spoke the truth.
It is small. It is but that you would not believe me when I asserted that little fact that you now ignore me, I doubt it not!

Despite the several scriptural kindnesses I have shown you. But nay! And no!
You wished proof of my valid claim that Richard Becker is blessed with a matchbox-sized lora, or even smaller, as befits a notorious communist from a comfortable armchair, who is desiring to entirely without danger to himself or evidences leading back to him, or the beneficiaries of his mini-me, instigate, stir-up, and outside-agitate for violent revolution and the bloody extinguishment of Jews and other fine peoples. As is utterly the balanced and considered opinion of myself, a discriminating and perspicacious lawyer.

You insisted upon it!

RICHARD BECKER HAS A TINY PENIS (or had a tiny penis, when last we could ascertain, at a moments before this writing).
DO NOT DARE DISPUTE! IT IS SMALL. MINUTE!
And it is rather cute. As ugly little dingusses go.
It eats cheese.

I SHALL NOW REPEAT: RICHARD BECKER HAS A TINY PENIS! RICHARD BECKER HAS A TINY PENIS!!! ALL OF INTERNATIONAL ANSWER HAS TINY PENISES!!!!!!!

It is smaller than a shrimp. And concerning which, if you intend on cooking that shrimp curry of which the receipt I wrote, do NOT overcook the shrimp. It will turn tough and tasteless if you do. As well as limp and greasy, and altogether nasty and communistic. Plus pink and somewhat wrinkled, and shrivelly entirely.

In which I say unpleasant very true things about Richard Becker and Forrest Schmidt whom you should know

In utter keeping with previous comminuques from this blog, which is the sole authority this matter, it is undoubtedly well to be said:


RICHARD BECKER HAS A SMALL PENIS!
Forrest Schmidt too.

Tiny. Kind of tiddlywinky. Small. Probably no backbone.

Not to be respected in a way.

As is well known!

And also very well attested by the unfortunate traumatized victims of Mr. Becker's unseemly lubriciative advances. All of whom now presently hiding out in impenetrableforests of Yucatan. Per reliable report and opinions. Justifiably avoiding the limp blister.

Richard Becker (he of the infinitisimably minute male member!) as no doubt you know, is the west coast representative and chief moron in charge of International ANSWER's local cell. Where along with hench trolls and delegates from International Solidarity Movement (as well as sex-deprived harridans of Bay Area Women in Black plus Robb Kantor, all dried up) he plans violent take-over of civil society and stupid Stalinist revolution here in the Bay Area. Undoubtedly the lining of intellectuals and real people against wall. It is his wettest dream yet.
Most remarkable, that for alleged head honcho and chief-comrade of PEACE MEVEMENT!
Cottonwoollibraineds of Marin County, plus Berkeley frowsty-rowsties, fully in tune with this agenda. Oh very much so!

Mera laura, misters Becker and Schmidt. Mera laura.
Your thing, it is so small. So very very small. I am elephant compared to you.

I AM NOT CHIPPED LIVER!

Went down to civic centre on Saturday and my heavens! There was a rabble there! On one side of the street, Richard Becker and his very tiny penis, plus some Israel-hatred cultmembers, and on the other side, rowdy Jews!

I will admit, I like rowdy Jews. I know several.

Richard Becker, on my other hand, not so much. Not, in fact, at all. And the minisculosity of his prehensile member is not at all to do with it. The man is a little puke.
As, of course and naturally also, his Jew-hating naxalite goondas.


Now, it has come to my attentions, that the delectable miss Snooky Wong was also down there that day and that hour. And that she was searching for notorious panty thief ATBOTH.
I shall quote from this post: http://deathbynoodles.blogspot.com/2009/06/international-answer-and-jews.html
In which she says (and I quote): "I tried to spot Atboth, 'cause I thought it would be fun to finally meet him, but I couldn't tell who he was. There was nobody there smoking a pipe. And I don't know what he looks like. "

Zooks! And madrchu........!!!!!!!

I was there! Not only the man who smells of stale cigars, but me!!!! I too was being there! You could have and should have been looking for and at me!

I AM NOT CHIPPED LIVER!

Little mincks, why do you waist your time on forsaken pursuits. Why must you so decisivly ignore my several well known manlish attributes? Unlike Richard Becker, I have normal sized parts, and unlike Atboth (who smells of stale cigars), I reek of fresh clean tobacco, and spices.
I am the very epigramme of an exotic likeable chap.

Promise me this, little miss, next time you forget about the stale Dutchman and look for the handsome clearfaced desi with merest whisp of white at temples, waving waving waving gaily a gift of dark dark lace. And nothing else!


Oh, and ignore the gnomish man with the bad front teeth, sourpuss face, and spectacles. That would be Richard Becker, who as everyone already knows has a very very very tiny penis.
I cannot imagine that you or anyone else might have any interest in him, he is unimportant in the slightest. As fits.

Get your pnaties outta my face!

The nerve of that child! First she waves her panties in my face, then she refuses my kind responsive attentions! I am all of the flutter accordingly! And quite quite infuriated!

Here I had striven to argua her into accepting my reasoned contention, yet she denies! Denies!

I speak, of course naturally, of the utterly evil and possibly luscious and tempting miss Snooky Wong, writer of Death By Noodles, which I never read, and columnist for the Pro-Israel Bay Bloggers, a respectable outfit of which I too am contributing.


AND I SAY: BITCH!


Your excesses are greater than a first cup of coffee!

How you dare use my very own highly literate postings to argue and aver that I am obsessed with Richard Becker's penis?! How you dare, I say!
Completely - not - interested - in - the slightest - small - penis of - Richard buggery Becker!
A literary fancy, pure and simple!

The fact that his manhood is minute and smoothly undeveloped is a matter of record. I am merely stating the well-known. I have no personal state in his teenie weenie little winkipoo. Quite not! No one does! Not even the zesty venomtress Lily Haskell! We hear she swings elsewheres in some other case. Though she too is heartfelt in her lust for Arabs and their brutish cause.

Richard Becker's tiny little dinglewangle is of no importance to the cause. Merely typical of many anti-Semitic ponces and faulty individuals. That he matches in queen size miss Haskell, well, too bad and not enough. Both are in same regard.

And I should ask, has any one seen them in the same place at the same time?

So no, my dear miss Wong, delicious Snooky B., I have no investment in Richard Becker's penis. It is far too small and inconsequent. No appeal utterly. Probably smells bad. Evil thumbtack.

You, however, seem to have it on your mind.

Richard Becker instead of seafood

I am in utterly upset that miss Wong has ignored me these past several weeks. Here I am publishing a family recipe for prawn curry, exactly like all parsees make, and she is not leaping upon my offering with gay abondon.

In fact, no abandon utterly!

I wail disconsolately.



WHY IT IS?

Why, little miss Wong, why do you ignore me? Why do you not respond with backfeed about my precious cookery? Do you forget me?

Alack, odds bodkins, and zooks! How soon after our wholesome and cheerful disputation concerning the tiny penis of Richard Becker do you overlook me. Was the miniscule manlihood of International ANswer droodge Dick Becker the ONLY thing we had in common? You have no interest in me myself now that we argue NOT about how infinitally small and inconsequential is mister Richard Becker in his masculine appendum?

ANd here I bethought me that prawn curry was your forty, NOT little Dicky's wee shrimp.
But you ignore me continuous. You have scarce flagelated me in verbs since our cheerful back and forth over the winsome willie. You do not even send your pearls of invective hitherwards.

I AM BEREFT!
Oy vee!

Talk among myself, I am farklempt.

Richard Becker, very tiny manhood, and International ANSWER

It is case that International ANSWER, supporters of violent Jihad of known record, are now in legal troubles due to untennable littering and propaganda nuisance in city of San Francisco.
About buggery time. For a while it was impossible to traverse the streets and bustees of this city without encountering their offensive pro-Islamic terrorism literature, or seeing upon lamposts and sidings their advocacies of killing Jews by Hamas and other degenerates. But now, praise Allah, International ANSWER is having to fork over pronto if not sooner several tens of thousands of dollars for cleanup of their trashings.

Bugger them. Bugger them good.


As in someway detailed this post:
http://atthebackofthehill.blogspot.com/2009/05/anti-semitic-organization-intl-answer.html


Author of that post calls International ANSWER anti-Semitic. As indeed they are. Every single one of their events past six years had Jew-hatred and pro-Hamas dripping from the rafters.
Their support for Jihadis in Afhganistan and Pakistan was clearly evident.
Dislike of civil democracies and civilized discourse marked their rhetoric.

And, as is well-known, Richard Becker is of insufficient manhood.
It is very tiny.
Not impressive in any way.
Barely manhood at all, in fact.
Do you have a loupe?

Poor chap cursed with a very tiny lor, the use of which is wellnigh impossible without tweezers and a profound sense of humor, both of which he is lacking. His frustration mounts with each failed mounting. Noodly appendage not even spaghetti strap dimension, and utterly void of horn. Poor basterd. Sod him.

Viagra, of course, is not at all revolutionary, and cigars though much macho and a Clintonian substitute for dismissive member, too expensive for working class hero wannabe. Besides, that is trademark of Fidel Castro, and favored by bourgeois.

If there is anything that mister Richard Becker fears more than performance anxiety, it is being unmasked as hopelessly pretentious bourgeois poseur. That shrivels more than anything. No more the well-turned Levantine bints for his delectation, no more the choirboys turned delinquent. Alas, he would a laughing stock, and Bob Avakian's group would never cease tormenting him.
They can forgive him his insufficiency, because it is not at all unusual among Stalin worshippers. Why, even old Bob himself is lacking in that department. Bollocks.

Maybe rubber bands and weights? Very Josef Broz Tito, if attempted. Or perhaps even extenzy? Spanish flies? Injections?

None of wich of any concern, because basic problem is, as aforesaid, an utter lack of size. There is not enoughness there. Any efforts waste of time without reasonable quantitiy animal protein in the privy parts.

Oh well. Progenation not a worry. Ha ha ha.

Illuminating Richard Becker et al

And further pursuant communists and their murderous tendencies and depravities, I would bring to your several attentions this fine article in the BBC:


http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8062321.stm
Police die in India Maoist attack


I shall quote:
"Suspected Maoist rebels in India have killed 16 police personnel in a gun battle in the western state of Maharashtra, police say. The attack took place near the town of Nagpur, close to a rebel stronghold near the border with the state of Chhattisgarh where Maoists are active.
Local police chief Pankaj Gupta told the BBC that 11 policemen had been killed and five policewomen. Mr Gupta said they were ambushed by gunmen and none survived. "

And further:
"More than 6,000 people have died during their (the communists) 20-year fight. "


Well then, now we know what scumsucking revowallahs such as Richard Becker, his dogsbody Forrest Schmidt, and the entire collection of Bay Area Reds wish to do. Kill kill kill. As Becker mister has on several occassions screamed at the top of his lung, in civic center, at demonstrations in Oakland, and in front of a certain consulate. The man is odious. Loathsome.

And quite possibly a traumatized sexual deviant. One can only imagine, though one above all should not, heaven forfend and preserve us, what horrible memories he brought with him from a sadly depraved childhood in his parents house. Perhaps he hates his mother, we shall not speculate.
Years and years of therapy might lead him to a sane and rational sexuality, instead of subverting his wounding to the vocalled encouragement of hate and violence. Yet during his speeches, he is coward in so much that should breaking and bottles ensue from the crowd, he will yet claim plausible denialbility.
Twisted despicable man. All the instincts of a mad Delhwi mullah encouraging strife, all the fine sensitivities of a rancid Pakistani fanatic, but none of the balls. And a very tiny penis.

What it is to be done

In the words of brother Igor, "iz buggery sad". And what it is, you very well should be asking!
Yes!
I will tell you. These last past several months (nearly four of them) I have not felt any creative juices or otherwise flowing, I am dry of inspiration.

No longer am I so passionate about miss Wong's prospect of roaring up on a motorcycular behemoth, nor am I passionate about her fascination with the miniscule size of Richard Becker's tiny little male member - alas, not even what Richard Becker and Forrest Schmidt do to each other when they think no one is looking fascinates me more.
Whips and chains, dear boys, it is all no matter. Do as you please, but please to not leave any spots on the carpet. Stalinate yourselves at painful will, do.


It is the place!!!

Berkeley so frightful ghastly boring locus, precisely and exactly. If not for Vic's chaat house, unliveable. People what inhabit bloody stupid, opinionated too, knowing all only even so! Unspeakable, so not to be having any conversation good heavens. Environs of pretentious universitarians what does it.

Mayhap and perchance I should move to the city, that being in all ways the beautiful SF acros body of water.
Prospects of vices and decadents night life most endearing. Cigars, trollops, and multiplicity of appeal.
It is very civilized.

I am kindly looking for recommendations: dwelling neighborhood, food avails, and places where to smoke as well as perspicate the young damsels. Please oblige.
I am a very clean lawyer.

In which I apologize to miss Wong

Well okay then. Atboth has convinced me to stop teasing miss Wong about her inquireis pursuant the very tiny infinitissimaly SMALL penile member of the foul communist head hunch in the Bay Area, the reprehensible and in all ways disgusting Richard becker.

Suffice it to say that much discussion has been had. And it is a known fact that he is so small. So verry verry small.

But miss Wong's interest, of course, was purely scientific. Microgonads are a curiosity. And communists, especially of the solidly middle-class salon variety, are subculturally and anthropologically interesting. Especially if you can poke them with a sharp stick.

I am sorry, miss Wong, Snooky (may I call you that?), I was wrong. You have NO gooey interests in mister Richard Becker. You probably just wish to examine him medically. And if so, wear gloves. Radical poseurs frequently acquire several nasty body odors and head lice. Sterilize all equipment, and shower under plenty of hot water afterwards. Then curl up on your bed wearing only those pink pink panties of which you have told us, and the motorhead tee-shirt which is too tight, too tight.
I shall fondly imagine yourself doing so.

Jewish Voice for Peace attack news

Fellow bloggerstress Balabusta in Blue Jeans also weighs in on the cruel assault on a pro-Israel activist by the ever-venomous and vile Jewish Voice for Peace soldiers. She says: "The Balabusta will add that she has met this lady many times, and that she has also seen JVP's choice of 'nonviolent' friends at a number of demonstrations. Given JVP's inability to notice threatening and violent behavior carried out by those they choose to like, I'm not surprised they also fantasize violence by those they attack."

Source is here:
http://balabustabluejeans.blogspot.com/2010/11/jewish-voice-for-whaaaa-again.html


As we say in Jewish, "kler, nu?!?"

(Not sure how they punctuate that or what precise it means, so added extra question mark for rhetorical effect. Effective yes what?!?)


Again, please to note: VICTIM IS A DISABLED WOMAN!


Quoting: "This is completely bizarre. I am a DISABLED WOMAN (see the legal notice on my car)."

Jewish Voice for Peace madderchotes physically tackled a disabled woman. How's that for bravery and boldness?!? Real courage bunch, those peaceful Berkeley lovers of savages.
Obvious, been hanging around too long with the 'Justice for Palestine' crowd, who threaten people on campus.

Quoting one more time:
"Several JVP members surrounded me and tried to take my camera from me. Then they attacked me. They took hold of my arms and would not let me go. They also pushed their chests into me many times and knocked me against a wall. I yelled at them 20 to 30 times to let go of me. They refused to let go of my wrists and forearms and continued to bang their chests into me. They banged me into the wall over a dozen times."


It is atmosphere of the university, you see. Admin too chicken to counter intimidation on campus, much of faculty too pro-Arab to object. Many of students too inherently violent and instinctively anti-American to act rational or accept alternate discoursivities. Many of Berkeley residents too solidaire with European socialist civilization haters to understand democracy, nuance, dialectic. University at Berkeley attracts two kinds people: nice hot intelligent young women, and thuggish brute radicals with sexual problems.

Oh, and Jewish Voicers for Peace also, who advocate in uncertain terms for destruction of democracy in United States (member overlap with CodePink and International A.N.S.W.E.R.), and expunction of only actual democracy in entire Middle-East, so that Arab dictotarships and Persian pervert theocracy not feeling so inferior.

Please to note again: VICTIM IS A DISABLED WOMAN!

How does one say 'despicable cowardice' by Jewish Voice For Peace members, sympathizers, or fellow travelers? How to say it in terms weak of brain "Jews of Convenience" like Cecilie Surasky and Matthew Taylor can be comprehending? How to say it simply softly enough that koodichoosing gandoo peace movements and socialist violent radical mainstreams overseas will realize that beating up middle-aged disabled non-violent concerned Jewish person is just NOT TO BE DONE?!?

Not, as is being said, quite cricket.

And once more quoting: "I am 58 years old. I have a Disabled Person’s license plate for my car. I am physically incapable of overpowering or attacking anybody! The people who attacked me were physically fit and at least 20 years younger than I"


DISABLED WOMAN, YES? COMPRENDE? NOT PHYSICALLY FIT, UNLIKE YOU YOUNG THUGS!!! OUTNUMBERED, PUSHED TO WALL, ASSAULTED, TACKLED BY MULTIPLE ATTACKERS. HOW VERY VERY BERKELEY. YOU ARE DISAGREEING WITH PERSON, AND UNABLE TO DEBATE, SO YOU GANG UP BECOME VIOLENT UPON THEM.

Berkeley style of debate. Established, hoary tradition in that college burg, very common.

Taking lessons from small Dick Becker and Forrest Schmidt, is it? Maybe Kate bally buggery Bender Raphael also known as Jessica or Democracy Sometimes? Mediea "I hate other people" Benjamin? Terror-supporting professors at University of California at Berkeley? Vile poetaster Jack Hirshman selling revolutionary newspaper rags to slummers and tourists at Caffe Trieste? Monumental piece of work, you.

Convincing Jewish Voice For Peace of wrongness of their several behaviors impossible.
Far too self righteous, mentally rigid. Attempt is pro-forma, scant hope of success.

It is waste of time only.
Leftwing fringers and European concerned socialist Jew haters never conceive of ethical behaviors, nor honest decency. Jewish Voice For Peace lies and distortions accepted part of tale, as there is among that particular crowd no intelligence for critical thinking.