Saint Jorge

Dear sir in Starbucks Coffee, I do not speak Spanish, but I have picked up quite a few words in the culture. I know that you are talking about Jorge and I. It would have been best to not use his full name and best not to call me muis grosse which means very fat. You were also looking directly at me as you made this, very public, phone call. None of you will find him. He does not care about any of you, but I KNOW that you are a South American Jew and you are not welcome to share a table with me. You are VERY MUCH the minority. You should have been more careful and had more backing. I remain reserved and polite and will not approach you at all. My SAINT JORGE will answer the call, even just telepathically. SURPRISE Jorge was cannonized (sainted) when he was three. That is why we must communicate at a slow pace. He never wants me to see him as delusional and crazy like YOU are sir. He needs all that I am at this time and now he is free. He will never care about South America or The Vatican again because of what YOU just did in this Starbucks Coffee, downtown Minneapolis in the IDS Center. You are going to face some pretty serious foes in your vicinity and abroad from now until infinity. Happy MORTE, Seniore. I do not threaten, I just use the words I know with an intuition that exists as a very really warning from those outside of me.