Then who was the ground team that planted explosives in WTC7?
If it was al-Qaeda, then we would have heard about it.
We never heard about any ground teams.
Therefore, the ground team was not al-Qaeda.
Whoever the ground team was, their existence didn’t not fit the narrative of 19 beardy guys with box cutters defeating the greatest military on Earth and bringing down two of the three tallest buildings in America on one day.
But there were three buildings that came down.
WTC7 was not hit by a plane.
It was not consumed by a raging inferno (though it had been on fire most of the day).
No modern steel-framed skyscraper had ever collapsed because of fire.
But NIST (Department of Commerce) wants us to believe that three collapsed due to fire on the same day.
The two large towers, WTC1 and WTC2, had been designed by a Japanese architect to withstand the impact of what was roughly equivalent (in size and weight) to the 767s which hit them…without collapsing.
As for fire bringing them down, the wrong building fell first.
[i.e. the second tower hit was the first one to fall]
If WTC7 was rigged with explosives (something that couldn’t be done in one day [while the building was on fire]), then it stands to reason that WTC1 and WTC2 were almost certainly rigged with explosives as well.
There would have been time and opportunity to do this.
There were prolonged power outages (including the disabling of security systems) in the months leading up to 9/11.
The pretext was something.
Computer system updates.
New fire proofing on stairwells.
But these complete power downs (overnight) in WTC1 and WTC2 are the likely time when the buildings were rigged with explosives.
How do you surreptitiously bring (import) a huge amount of explosives into the United States without raising suspicions?
Inside job (to some [large] degree).
The explosives were already here.
Were there really planes that flew into WTC1 and WTC2?
I believe there were.
But I am open to other explanations.
Occam’s razor comes to an easy conclusion (in my opinion) that the flights which ostensibly hit the WTC were remotely captured and flown by remote control into the buildings.
My guess is that the “terrorists” were CIA/military assets who thought they were participating in a drill.
In other words, when they realized they were actually gonna fly smack into the side of a building, it was too late for them to get out of this “drill”.
And there were plenty of active drills that day.
And MANY, many more.
Experts can be fooled.
That is the message of F for Fake.
Think outside the box.
“War of the Worlds” (as presented by Orson Welles in 1938) was made “real” by fake news.
But the golden nugget embedded in the article was this:
How long will Alphabet Inc. leave it up?
You have the title.
The Wayback Machine has no working records of the YouTube video.
I would archive it, but I’m sick of fucking signing up for shit and being tracked.
So fuck it.
You can track it down.
And we’re gonna do a little oral transmission here.
this film review will be strictly spoilers and nothing but.
Not my usual m.o..
I’m not selling anything.
I don’t generate income by you clicking on this story.
I have no link to any content creator above.
I write very strange film reviews.
It’s called free fucking speech.
I also write music.
All my music is free to stream and download.
And I’m not gonna post a link.
Go find it.
The purpose of this article is strictly to get information out.
I am a conservative.
The same kind of conservative Donald Trump is.
Like it, or leave it.
I belive in Jesus.
I love God.
If you don’t like my foul mouth, then you can leave now.
I curse because I’m angry.
And I curse because I will not be told what I can and cannot say.
This is my website.
I’m using my free speech.
I’m gonna walk until they make me run.
So I’m here today to tell you about what I think is going on.
I scour the internet every day (especially these past 22 days) in an effort to avail myself of actionable intelligence.
I have a thirst for knowledge.
But more than that, I have a thirst for truth.
I support QAnon.
I support Trump.
I love my country: the United States of America.
I support our military.
I support our law enforcement officers.
And now I’m going to get around to the fucking point.
I watched this entire one hour, eight minute, and 44 second video – – – – – – so that you don’t have to.
But I still recommend you watch it.
And archive it (if at all possible).
Wayback Machine is my jam.
I’ve never been asked to “log in” until today.
You can work a little too.
Here’s the beef.
This whole video is good.
All of the guests are good.
But there is one particular guest (the first one) who drops what I find to be some new and illuminating information.
The guest is Major Jeffrey Prather.
It should be noted that several of the six guests (including Maj. Prather) appear to be forthcoming content creators for this new outlet: American Media Periscope.
I’ve never heard of this outlet.
I get the impression that they have only been around a couple of weeks.
AND ALREADY TWEETED OUT BY THE PRESIDENT!
Which brings me back to my point.
Something in here MUST be salient.
And my guess is that it is the first guest: Major Prather.
If you haven’t heard of Sidney Powell by now, you have been living under a rock.
While most of America is being blasted with “Sidney Powell is even too crazy for Trump” blah blah bullshit, those who know (Trump voters) are well aware that Ms. Powell is an accomplished lawyer.
Her most recent claim to notoriety is successfully defending General Michael Flynn from the petty bitterness of sore losers.
Update: if you’re just waking up, the Flynn case has been dismissed (within the past 24 hours). This according to a tweet by one of Flynn’s brothers. Go find it yourself. I.e., Flynn’s not gonna need a pardon.
We’ve known this for awhile.
The government has no case when the government has no prosecutor.
Judge Emmet Sullivan is a really atrocious example of a judicial activist.
Not a judge.
Sullivan dragged out the case another three months…after the Department of Justice withdrew its case.
But I digress…
It does not take a fucking genius to imagine that the exceedingly-persecuted Michael Flynn might be very grateful indeed for the legal services of Sidney Powell.
Flynn fought hard for Trump in 2016.
Flynn was unfairly targeted by Obama’s illegal Crossfire Hurricane program (run by the FBI).
Flynn’s life has been ruined (in a worldly sense).
But he has survived.
I believe the man had to sell his home to pay his legal fees.
Thirty years in the U.S. Army and that’s the treatment he got from Obama, Comey, McCabe, Strzok, Lisa Page, Loretta Lynch, Susan Rice, Bruce Ohr, Rod Rosenstein, John Brennan, James Clapper, and (last but not least) Joe Biden.
So Michael Flynn has some scores to settle.
Because of his ongoing case, he was essentially precluded by the judge from publicly speaking for the past four years.
What a illegal travesty!
So now we come to what should be obvious to any thinking individual as the massively-fraudulent election of 2020.
We have been waiting three years for any of those aforementioned people to get in trouble…FOR ANYTHING!
We would have been happy if Hillary Clinton had gotten a fucking parking ticket, but she didn’t.
We have waited through:
We have been built up by a bunch of tick-tock bullshit.
Maybe it had a purpose.
Surely it did.
But what I am about to report casts it in a slightly different light.
You can decide for yourself whether what I convey seems plausible.
I belive Q is legit.
But it is a HIGHLY, HIGHLY complex and nuanced PSYOP.
I do not believe it is a fucking LARP.
And if it’s a LARP, then so what?
It has been effective.
It is a part of world history.
It has gotten people DIGGING like never before.
Me and a few other people tried to expose 9/11 as an inside job/false-flag stand down/what have you.
We didn’t really prevail.
We were ignored.
Maybe we were completely wrong to doubt the official story of 9/11.
But I don’t think so.
I researched that event like my life depended on it.
BECAUSE IT CHANGED THE WORLD…FOR THE WORSE.
We didn’t need to go to war in Afghanistan.
And we didn’t need to stay there 20 years.
We didn’t need to go to Iraq.
Correct me if I’m wrong (and I’m sure you will), but I think we could have arrested Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld and a few others and called it a day.
Which brings us to the current times.
There wasn’t enough of a GREAT AWAKENING to reach critical mass.
But that was 19 years ago.
I can’t really recall Q ever having talked about 9/11.
Maybe Q will tell us that 9/11 was actually the work of 19 beardy guys with boxcutters working out of a cave in Afghanistan.
And maybe that’s the whole story.
But I don’t buy it.
I believe the CIA was involved.
So does Dr. Steve Pieczenik.
Do yourself a favor and buy his eBook American Warrior in Crises.
I get nothing for plugging that.
He’s not a friend of mine.
I’ve never spoken to or exchanged correspondence with him.
I just respect his work.
Is he always right?
But for my money, he’s as close as we get to truth in this day and age.
So here’s the rub.
Flynn has some scores to settle.
The other military people who saw Flynn become a political prisoner also have some scores to settle…ON HIS BEHALF.
You cannot fail to serve your country (like Obama) and then turn around and ruin a guy’s life who did (for 30 years!).
You shouldn’t prosecute a guy for a process crime and, in so doing, make him lose his house.
I think I donated 20 bucks to Flynn.
Damn right I did!
I worked at Starbucks.
And I was proud to give my hard-earned money to a MILITARY spy chief.
And there’s the rub.
I used to want to work in intelligence.
Maybe I still do.
But I’m old.
And, honestly, I’m a fucking musician.
So just call me Sherlock Holmes.
And a shabby one at that (perhaps).
But I take great pride in TRYING to know what’s going on.
Because, again, I LOVE MY COUNTRY!
And who taught me to truly love my country?
And who else?
And who else?
If you don’t think that Sidney Powell is privy to some very interesting information by way of representing General Flynn, then you are incredibly naive.
Which finally brings us to this YouTube video.
Major Prather (according to his LinkedIn) worked at the Defense Intelligence Agency for 17 years…and in a very high position at that!
General Flynn headed the DIA.
It might be said that the DIA is the military rival in the U.S. to the civilian CIA.
That’s right: the CIA is a civilian intelligence organization.
A weird thing.
Created in 1947.
The CIA’s predecessor was the OSS: a military intelligence unit.
Although the OSS were a bit kooky (thanks to their head William J. Donovan), at least they were putting themselves in harm’s way.
But again I digress.
The CIA has lost a little more than 100 officers/operatives in the past 73 years.
That’s the official number.
And it sounds about right.
The DIA has officially lost 21.
That number makes less sense.
But it makes sense in that the DIA is sort of the cream of the crop for military intelligence in the United States.
The NSA may be thought of as being even more elite (and powerful as a unit) because of the unique types of intelligence gathering they do.
The NSA supplies intel to the CIA, FBI, DIA, etc.
The NSA is a military intelligence organization.
Back to these casualty numbers.
The CIA has officially lost 133 of its employees on the job…in 73 years.
The DIA has officially lost 21 of its employees on the job…in 59 years.
But that doesn’t really tell the true story.
Sure, the CIA has its paramilitary strike teams.
They used to be called SAD/SOG (Special Activities Division/Special Operations Group).
These officers were largely recruited from the military special operations units: Army Delta Force, Navy SEALs, MARSOC, etc.
Other than these agents, the CIA is more pencil-pusher, wear a tie, James Bond shit.
And I do mean shit.
Once upon a time, the CIA used to help overthrow communist governments.
This might seem inhumane.
Until you live under communism.
In which case, you see just how humane it really is.
But the CIA has gotten away from that mission.
So much so that they ended up with a Director who had once voted for a communist for U.S. President.
That’s right: John Brennan voted for Gus Hall.
It should have been a disqualifying factor by some estimations.
The CIA and FBI apparently share the same requirement upon beginning official employment: you must pass a lie detector test…and one of the questions is something to the effect of “have you ever supported a group that has sought the overthrow of the U.S. government.”
John Brennan admittedly had a tough time answering that question.
But he might as well have answered:
To my eyes, John Brennan is clearly a traitor to the U.S.
Following closely behind him is Michael Hayden (who led both the CIA and NSA respectively).
But Michael Flynn is cut from a different cloth.
He’s a spymaster.
But he cut his teeth doing the real thing.
Serving in Army intelligence (INSCOM).
Putting himself in harm’s way.
The same cannot be said of John Brennan (and most of the CIA).
[Michael Hayden is a strange case of…well, I don’t know…I just have to assume he is corrupted and coopted to such an extraordinary level that he doesn’t even really love his country any more (if he ever did in the first place)–he loves himself…first and foremost]
So I give Major Jeffrey Prather (formerly of the DIA) a great deal of respect as a foregone conclusion.
[keep in mind…the DIA has had its share of bad eggs…James Clapper chiefly among them]
If you watch no other section of the video I posted above, watch the segment with Prather.
Where do they fit in to this election?
Which brings up 9/11.
And the incredibly strange/significant “death” of Daniel Lewin.
Yes, I know I put death in quotes.
I’m about as sure Daniel Lewin died on 9/11 as I am sure that Adam Lanza was a master with an assault rifle.
Which is to say, not very sure.
But the Electoral College will meet on my birthday: December 14th.
Ok, we know about Dominion Voting Systems and all the programmers they have/had in Serbia. A bit of a strange locale. Wonder if the company memos are in Cyrillic?
I don’t now why I wrote that down.
I’m going off notes.
Something appears to have happened there.
I’m not sure what Prather’s point was on this.
What was seized?
From the CIA?
And seized by whom?
The U.S. Army?
I should take this opportunity to point out a strange assertion of Prather’s.
I find this one a little hard to believe, but I suppose it’s possible.
Prather asserts that the U.S. Army, U.S. Navy, and Marines have all had their computer systems compromised.
Might this have something to do with the DoD contract with AWS?
Amazon Web Services.
The CIA uses them too.
Look it up, you lazy fucker!
It’s an article…in The Atlantic.
There have been rumors that the votes in (for example) Michigan were sent by Dominion Voting Systems by way of AWS (which is to say, over the internet? cloud???) to Europe in order for the votes to be tallied.
Giuliani has pointed out just how ludicrous this is.
And it is!
But what’s the exact chain?
We know there is a company called Scytl.
They are headquartered in Barcelona.
They are rumored to have a “back up” data site (servers) in Frankfurt.
There is good evidence that internet traffic in Frankfurt, Germany on the night of the U.S. election set records for that city.
Look it up.
WikiLeaks exposed the fact that the U.S. Consulate in Frankfurt is a giant CIA hacking base.
This can be found in the Vault 7 materials from WikiLeaks.
So, did the CIA hack our election?
Seems to me like a high probability.
Indeed, Prather outlines this dichotomy: the civil war in the U.S. has already started…and the SO/LIC confrontation can so far best be described as DIA vs. CIA (or, perhaps more accurately, military vs. CIA).
I believe this is probably accurate.
It is borne out by all the intelligence I have personally gathered (OSINT) over the past few years.
The CIA has lost its way.
I once applied there.
Thank God I didn’t get the job.
I also once tried to sell my soul to the Devil (true story), but that tale can wait…
I am saved by the grace of Jesus Christ.
I am the worst among sinners.
Which is why I need the grace of Jesus more than anyone.
I also applied for Air Force Intelligence once.
Didn’t get it.
Maybe because I have a fucking music degree and an MBA.
Not exactly what’s commonly thought needed to assess China’s answer to the F-35.
Which brings us to Prather’s point.
According to Major Prather, only the U.S. Air Force and the newly created Space Force have retained the security of their computer networks.
This is a bold claim.
I don’t have anything to really gauge it on.
Except that I have a soft spot for INSCOM (because of Q and Flynn) and a soft spot for the 4th POG (because they followed me on Twitter for some odd reason [before Jack Dorsey squashed me like a bug]).
Prather then pivots to his concerns.
He talked about possibly-imminent “interdictions” against Iran.
We have heard Q talk about Iran.
I love Iranian psychedelic music from the ’60s.
Before the Islamic revolutionaries fucked everything up.
I have nothing against Muslims.
I love them.
I have nothing against Iranians.
I love them.
I LOVE Kiarostami [RIP].
But let’s take stock for a moment here.
Joe Biden “won”.
Netanyahu pretty fucking quickly called to congratulate Joe.
And THEN…YESTERDAY Netanyahu calls to congratulate Jonathan Pollard on his release.
What in the actual fuck?!?
How pro-Israeli does a President [Trump] have to be in order to get a little respect from Israel?
Maybe Netanyahu is working with Trump behind the scenes.
Maybe we should have a sort of FVEY agreement with Israel.
But probably not.
Because, you know, remember the U.S.S. Liberty (you fuckers!).
Back to 9/11.
I have no idea if the Israelis were involved.
There was definitely some suspicious shit.
Zim-American Israeli Shipping.
Vacating the WTC right before the attacks.
And the moving truck company [Dominick Suter].
Mossad had some strange presence in and around NYC leading up to 9/11.
I don’t know what they were doing there.
And then there were the Mossad “art students” (which Pieczenik has attested to from personal experience).
All I know is this.
9/11 could not have gone undetected (and undeterred) by our military.
To the list of Rumsfeld and Cheney (Liz’s dad), we should add Ralph Eberhart, Richard Myers, etc. And almost certainly Paul Wolfowitz, Douglas Perle, etc.
Keep in mind, nobody ever got in trouble.
The two tallest buildings in America fell down (were blown up) and all we did was waterboard KSM 183 times.
Perhaps Flynn and Anthony Shaffer could set me straight on some stuff.
I get the general gist of Able Danger.
But it still doesn’t explain a lot of things.
I’m gonna have to side with Pieczenik on this one: we’ve seen one long procession of (unpunished) false-flags since 9/11.
Now comes the pain.
Pieczenik seemed really sure about those watermarks on the ballots.
And I believe him.
Shaffer seemed to corroborate their likelihood.
But I was of the understanding that DHS was running this election sting.
After watching this YouTube video, it has dawned on me just how suspicious Chad Wolf has been acting.
See something, say something, right?
Why wouldn’t he fire Chris Krebs?
Even more importantly, what in the actual fuck was CISA doing on the night of the election?
Alexandra Bruce brings up some pretty excellent points in this video.
If I understand her correctly, she seems to be saying that cisa WAS IN ON THE WHOLE THING!
[Which would make sense in the same way that NORAD was doubtless in on 9/11]
But here is perhaps the most intriguing bit of information which Major Prather dropped.
It is his assertion that Ezra Cohen-Watnick is, in fact, Q.
Or rather, he says something to the effect that there is a [and I paraphrase] “very high likelihood” of this.
Call me dumb, but I never even thought of that possibility.
I know who ECW is (not personally, of course).
Thomas Wictor drew attention to this personage years ago.
Said there were no pictures of him because he’s military intelligence.
It’s all starting to click.
I find the ECW theory highly-plausible.
But then Prather throws a massive curveball.
Maj. Prather asserts that Bill Barr is getting ready to indict Ezra Cohen-Watnick (!).
For being Q??
A final bit of potentially disheartening information from Prather is that “Durham has done nothing” (paraphrase).
I.e., John Durham has not, and will not, bring any of the Crossfire Hurricane [coup #1] traitors to justice.
Sure, we got Clinesmith, but give me a fucking break…
I’d still rather see Hillary get a parking ticket.
So there you have it.
The other guests in the video are all quite good.
They all have some rather harrowing predictions for the coming days/weeks/months.
All seem to agree that Trump will probably prevail and be elected to a 2nd term.
But it could get really ugly.
Ms. Burke brings up the specter of military tribunals.
Because as history unfolds, old modes of expression fall out of style.
They become crude.
And yet, this is a funny fucking film.
We encounter almost the same phenomenon with the priceless, all-world The Party of 1968.
If you like Peter Sellers as an Indian (“Do you speak Hindustani?”), then you are racist.
This is what we are told.
So, then, we are not allowed to laugh at Peter Sellers anymore.
However, notice the double-standard at work in the Pink Panther films.
No one ever says, “Clouseau is such a racist depiction of the French!”
It is because “the white man” has had the rug pulled from underneath him.
The French have everything…
The Louvre, great bread, Dijon, Bordeaux…[a nice meal coming together there, that!]
So therefore, the French should be dispossessed of their wealth in all its many manifestations.
And, sadly, that’s socialism.
Make everybody the same.
Take by force.
Doesn’t sound very civilized to me…
Rather, sounds fairly barbarian.
A shortcut on hard work.
But I’m really aiming to get under your thumb (er, skin) as regards “race”.
I put it in skeptical quotations because modern genetics has proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that the concept of “race” is ridiculous.
As Geoffrey Carr of The Economist puts it, “One group of 55 chimps in West Africa shows more genetic diversity than the whole of humanity.”
I usually don’t trust The Economist farther than I can throw it.
Because there are no bylines.
And it is a clearly globalist rag.
But Mr. Carr has a point.
To put words in his mouth…if there are no races, then there must be no racism.
I’m sure some other word will suffice.
I’ll get back to you once I wade through Euclid’s Elements.
But I hope my point is clear.
If races don’t exist (a notion the globalists are pushing very hard…for ulterior motives), then racism is an absurd concept.
But still, SOMETHING exists.
Perhaps it’s just a “rose” by another name.
Which brings us to this film.
Three Amigos. It’s racist, right?
I mean, the Mexicans in this film aren’t doctors and lawyers.
They don’t speak flawless English with no hint of accent.
And though they run a small gamut, there are indeed stereotypes at work.
But is it mean-spirited?
I would argue it is not.
Or else, the Pink Panther films should all be banned out of deference to the French.
Which is no less absurd than saying John Landis’ masterpiece under review is “racist”.
But let me bring a different slant (no pun intended) to this dialogue.
In my area, south Texas, a mixing of “races” is apparent.
There are white people. And a few black people. But mostly there are brown people.
And then there are gradations.
So-and-so is darker than what’s-his-name. And so on and so forth.
And we know that this darkness in skin pigmentation (for Mexican-Americans) comes largely from the Native Americans who populated what is today the U.S. and Mexico.
Before the Europeans arrived.
But here’s my personal two bits.
This film, Three Amigos, was cherished by me and all my school chums when we were growing up.
People with last names like Lopez, De Los Santos, etc.
We were all friends.
And though we may have fallen out of touch with one another, we all seemed to find enjoyment in Three Amigos.
Indeed, my Hispanic (Latino) friends apparently found the characterizations of Mexicans the funniest.
And, dare I say it, because (as the adage goes), “It’s–so–true!!!”
Whether any characterization of Mexicans in this film is or isn’t true…that’s immaterial.
I am not the ultimate judge.
But things have changed.
And it’s not just the Trump effect.
Over the years, people have become more and more “polite”.
That’s a good thing, right?
Well, I’m not so sure…
Because it’s not a genuine politeness.
It’s a politesse which is enforced topdown.
It’s not really a choice.
And, to make dead clear, it is our old nemesis: social engineering.
It is in this sense that social engineering is truly defined.
Any other definition (the activities of a pickpocket, a conman, a hacker) is insufficient and misleading.
Social engineering is, by-and-large, practiced at the highest levels of government, at policy institutions, and in commerce by Ivy League jerks (both male and female) who wish to mold society into a shape pleasing unto them.
And like those pernicious Fabians of old, they have no qualms about smashing the world to bits if such means lead to their desired end.
The Fabians, of course, never rush anything. Unless they panic. At which time they reveal themselves. To be the losers they are.
Yes, I am no fan of the Fabian socialists.
Because their whole programme is predicated on deception and secrecy.
And, as such, it should be thoroughly suspect whenever encountered.
But this is a comedy, right?
Yes! Amen!! Something we can agree on!!!
This grand apologia is to introduce one of my favorite films.
It is not “politically correct”, but then NOTHING was in 1986.
And with “correctness” we have lost our sense of humor.
We are too easily offended.
We need “safe spaces”.
Ok, ok…I promise I’m not about to get all Bill O’Reilly here.
Because I have railed AGAINST Fox News for many years.
And, dare I say it, the real heroes in the USA were those who took CHANCES…BIG FUCKING CHANCES…to preserve liberty.
Trump came to the party late.
And I came to Trump even later.
But the real heroes are people like Alex Jones.
Indeed, there is no one like him.
But with the “Joneses” came others like Steve Pieczenik.
And so the tables have turned against the globalists.
Thank God for BREXIT!
Thank God for Trump!
And may God bless Marine Le Pen!
Because the neoliberal nightmare in which we are now mired (including the neoconservative, never-ending wars) has set the globalist agenda back decades.
The European Union is falling apart.
And rightly so.
Because it was a bad idea in the first place.
France must get rid of the atrocious Loi Gayssot.
And other European countries must follow suit.
We must be allowed to TALK!
The Internet will not allow tyranny.
Every government which seeks to control will find itself obsolete.
And so call it whatever you want.
If you’re “free market”, then the Internet is the genius of capitalism.
If you’re fond of sharing (so am I), then the Internet is the redistributive genius of socialism.
And, finally, we have the monstrosity of China.
Clearly no longer a communist state.
Yet neither a capitalist free market.
The mutant which is China…that juggernaut has been smashing the world in terms of productivity.
But there is a limit.
Now the people want FREEDOM.
[or so we are told]
At any rate, the blowback of globalism will ensure that the Chinese people crave the OPPORTUNITY (at least) to behave like Westerners.
THAT much is human nature.
And so I am not against natural globalization.
In that respect, the Fabians are right.
If “gradualism” is taken to mean “let nature take its course”.
But I am and will forever remain AGAINST synthetic globalism.
Globalization vs. globalism.
Suffice to say, I am very much against FORCED globalization.
And perhaps Erdoğan is a manifestation of reaction.
“Reactionary”, as the socialists always say. The worst insult a leftie can level!
As such, I have nothing against Erdoğan, but he can’t hold on to power IN SPITE OF the people.
Same with Trump.
Trump barely squeaked out a victory.
Because the globalist machine is so strong in America.
But rural pride was stronger.
And the Electoral College defeated Hillary Clinton.
But Trump will have to produce.
He knows this.
The clock is ticking on his four years.
And he has had adversaries on all sides.
So it remains to be seen…whether he will make good on his campaign promises.
I am standing behind him.
I am supporting him.
But I am ready to call “bullshit” when the moment is ripe.
Hopefully that moment will never come.
Hopefully he will be a wonderful President.
Which brings us back to “race”.
It’s not meant to be “a symbol”, it’s meant to be a wall.
And we in America have long known that the story of 9/11 is seriously flawed…like Swiss cheese…it is not plausible.
I often shoot my mouth off (my defining characteristic), but I have done my research on 9/11.
It may be the most complex event ever.
But it certainly was not the work of 19 blokes with boxcutters.
And everywhere…we saw the stand-down.
Two parts to Roberta Wohlstetter’s pet theory.
9/11 was no more Islamic than Mickey Mouse.
And so many signs proved this case.
If it had been an attack actually emanating from outside the United States (as opposed to an inside, CIA job), then our southern border would have been secured toot sweet.
But such was not the case.
And those of us near the southern border had all the information we needed to put the final nail in the coffin.
That 9/11 was a self-inflicted attack.
[with help from Israeli Mossad and others]
It was a team effort of the globalists.
However, to paraphrase Guy Debord, “deceit deceived itself”.
9/11 was the day when the Ivy League lost.
Once and for all.
Never again will Yale be the same.
Never again will Harvard be guiltless (if they ever were [and they weren’t]).
Brave people spoke out.
Webster Tarpley (of Princeton).
Steve Pieczenik (of Cornell and Harvard).
But now our Ivy League President (Penn) has a chance to reverse the sustained-lie–the 8-year-nightmare of Barack Obama’s unreality.
The Democratic Party squandered its chance to see the neocons swing from the gallows.
It would have been the end of the Republican Party.
But the Democrats chose more deception.
You can’t kill a dead man (bin Laden).
The fraudulent War “on” Terror waged on…with many innocent patriots deceived unto death.
And now race…racism…is but one problem plaguing us.
So, my friends, I urge you to see Three Amigos.
Let yourself laugh.
And “think about it” (as Jerry Lee Lewis was wont to say).
-Hot Tub Time Machine 2 (shite squared) [catalog dilemma]
-Anchorman 2 (shite to the second power)
-Beverly Hills Cop II (repetitive shiteness) [catalog dilemma]
-Cannonball Run II (must see first episode to appreciate this shite)
-Teen Wolf Too (now with word shite!)
-The Naked Gun 2 1/2 (quasi-decimal shite)
-The Naked Gun 33 1/3 (LP shite)
-My Best Friend’s Wedding (shite)
-Dear White People (shite)
-Everything Must Go (shite)
-Jerry Maguire (shite)
-The Skeleton Twins (shite)
-Trailer Park Boys (shite)
-Novocaine (sic shite)
-Dark Horse (Judeo-Nepotistic shite)
-Little Paradise (shite)
-Frances Ha (epically shite)
-Stranger Than Fiction (shite)
-8 Heads in a Duffel Bag (shite)
-C.S.A.: The Confederate States of America (ambitious shite)
-Trees Lounge (depressing attempt at shite)
-King of California (total shite)
-Dead Hooker in a Trunk (go-back-to-film-school shite)
-Are You Joking? (more Judeo-Nepotistic shite)
-And Now a Word From Our Sponsors (shite)
-Falling Star (Kosher Casino shite)
-Jewtopia (no comment)
-The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (Swedish shite)
-Heathers (cruel shite)
-Sleeping Beauty (barely shite)
-Gold (Irish shite)
-The Hunger Games: Catching Fire (quintessential shite)
-Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit (lazy shite)
-Mission: Impossible (a colon-full of Scientologist shite)
-Space Milkshake (actually, not too bad…)
[I hate to say it, but the number of films by mediocre directors named Schwarz is really astonishing.]
Now, you might reason: these are just the rantings of an anti-Semitic film snob.
I admit I don’t laugh easily.
It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry.
Mostly I don’t like waste.
Entitled filmmakers are more likely to make shite.
They didn’t earn their stripes.
They have an uncle who works for Sony Pictures.
Actually, the film school rubbish on Hulu is astonishing.
It is completely venal in nature.
I just happen to have had some bad experiences with unfunny Jewish films.
What do I mean, “Jewish films”?
I mean exactly what Brandon Tartikoff was referring to when he first saw the Seinfeld pilot.
In that instance, Tartikoff (himself Jewish) was wrong.
Seinfeld was genius!
Seinfeld is a funny show.
Yes, it exists in a Jewish milieu.
Tartikoff thought the show was “too Jewish” to appeal to Americans in general.
He was wrong.
But, sadly, now we have a gaggle of filmmakers who think they are Woody Allen or Mel Brooks.
Status update: those two guys actually have talent!
Which is not to say they didn’t make some clunkers.
Hulu happens to have picked up two of those clunkers: Bananas and Life Stinks.
No one’s perfect.
But please…dear world Jewry,
Please tell your precocious sons and daughters that they aren’t all geniuses.
Who’s funding this shit?
Hulu: who the fuck is in charge over there!?!
Your catalog indicates that you enjoy wasting the monthly fees people pay for your woeful service.
A short list of Hulu successes:
-the Criterion collection
And so…what part of the Hulu catalog presently needs the most work?
Answer: the comedy genre of movies.
Second most problematic lack of imaginative curation?
Answer: the drama genre of movies.
[If you think that Hulu’s selection of movies might be lacking (based on my first two points of emphasis), then you are right: it is!]
Third crappiest category on Hulu?
Answer: the “action & adventure” genre of movies.
Even Hulu’s genres are ass-backwards compared to the pinpoint precision of iTunes.
Korean Drama? Really??? Ok. I guess Hulu is really killing it in Seoul (and Pyongyang).
CEO Mike Hopkins needs to take a long look in the mirror.
Whoever got the Criterion catalog, give that person an infinite raise.
The rest of them? Fire their sorry asses.
Beth Comstock needs to overturn the moneychangers’ tables.
Destroy YOUR business, Ms. Comstock.
Jason Kilar…you know what doesn’t work? Faux-dreams.
A catalog of shite.
Make a call. Do lunch.
“Anywhere, Anytime: Shite”
“For the Love of shite”
“Come Shite with Us”
Lot of people drawing a check at Hulu and turning out a subpar service.
The name Hulu comes from two Mandarin Chinese words…both of which translate roughly to “shite”.
Now, just to be fair…I wouldn’t sign up for Netflix if my life depended on it.
iTunes is a horribly antiquated business model (and offers very little value for consumers).
Amazon Prime Video was petty to disallow MacBooks (as incompatible devices) as late as last year. Not to mention that Jeff Bezos is just a wannabe Rupert Murdoch who bans books like Nobody Died at Sandy Hook. [And yes, Virginia, Murdoch is the great Satan.]
And so, with such a paltry selection of movies on Hulu, I’ve been forced to examine its television offerings. The prospects are not much better.
But I will give credit where credit is due.
Mr. Bean was an excellent pickup.
If you want a tight, seamless work of art (unlike this rambling, frothing review), then check out the episode under consideration.
You know, not even the childlike Rowan Atkinson was above making fun of old people (in this episode) or suggesting that continental Europeans be purposefully killed by British drivers (tourists). Check out his standup comedy album from 1995 for the latter bit.
Which just goes to show…we all lose our heads.
We all exercise poor judgment. We all have poor taste now and then.
You may not believe it, but I have put my own sorry butt on the line to stand up for world Jewry.
I will be the first to admit that my term “Judeo-Nepotistic” is incredibly crass and insensitive.
And still, I would ask that Jews (who are no doubt hard-pressed on all sides) please exercise some judgment of their own. Transparent nepotism is really tasteless. It goes against our better Jeffersonian principles.
So there you have it. Bobby Fischer was a jerk. The Holocaust really happened. Not so sure about the gas chambers. You’re welcome Faurisson. The Earth is not flat. 9/11 was an inside job (and therefore not an Israeli job). Insofar as it was an Israeli job, the U.S. government was at least half-responsible. It was much more likely an Israeli job than a Saudi job. Much more likely a purely self-inflicted inside job (no substantial Israeli involvement) than an Israeli job. And finally, Israel is a criminal country oppressing the Palestinians in a most disgusting manner.
And for good measure, yes Donald Trump is a bigot. And he’s horribly wrong about immigration (both in regards to our Mexican brothers and sisters and our Islamic brothers and sisters). But he’s still the only real choice for President.
Sanders has been right about one thing: Snowden. Snowden’s a hero. But America is not a socialist country. Sanders would actually be a bigger step backwards than Trump.
The other candidates (Clinton and Cruz) are worthless.
So there you go, Hulu…I need some better circuses here!
To keep me out of the political arena!!
I could use some bread as well 🙂
In any case, I’m sorry for my vile ranting.
But film is my religion. Through film, omnism.
Stop defiling my religion, Hulu. Your thoughtlessness is ghastly.
When last I left Raymond Bernard’s three-part masterpiece, I was comparing Donald Trump to Jean Valjean.
But one thing is for sure: the world from which the Donald comes is that of the Thénardiers.
Anything for a buck.
To extend my past diatribe, every time Ted Cruz opens his mouth he merely helps the prospects of Mr. Trump.
I am convinced that Mr. Cruz made it through Harvard Law School by requesting his course materials be in coloring book format.
An intellectual debate between Cruz and George W. Bush would be a toss-up.
Cruz and W. are two of the most dense personages ever to have matriculated from Ivy League institutions.
But that is only part of the story.
Ted Cruz is a walking lie.
Ted Cruz is Edward Bernays’ 1928 book Propaganda with feet.
All of this is to say that there is something very wrong with the enemies which Donald Trump has made in his “wrecking-ball candidacy” (to borrow a phrase from the esteemed Dr. Webster Tarpley).
Fox News has created Donald Trump (the candidate) by badmouthing him for so long.
As Fox News has zero (ze-ro) credibility, this criticism has given credibility to Trump.
All of the major media outlets are bad, but none are as Twilight Zone, Orwell vicious as Fox News.
But we still have to examine these pesky Thénardiers.
For dramatic purposes (in the novel of Victor Hugo), they are “the arch conspirator[s]” (to borrow another phrase from another esteemed fellow, Mr. Len Bracken).
The Donald tells us [and I paraphrase], “Vote for me and you’ll find out who really knocked down the towers [WTC].” He tells us we might find it’s the Saudis…
That’s a brilliant maneuver.
Trump sunk Jeb Bush’s candidacy with fear.
Jeb’s got stuff to hide.
The family business might finally fall afoul of the law (officially) for the first time since Prescott.
Whatever the case may be, Bush got out.
Sure, his numbers were horrible, but I think Dr. Steve Pieczenik nailed it in a particular interview on the Alex Jones radio show. You can find a video of that [for the time being] under my “links” tab.
So getting back to these pesky Thénardiers, they would seem to be the vicious thugs who pulled off 9/11 (if we are to superimpose a humanist novel onto modern geopolitics).
A massive ad campaign (grassroots, of course) sounded the bell for the longest time that “9/11 was an inside job”.
While that may be true in many respects, it has all the hallmarks of a marketing tagline. Which is to say, what appeared to be an organic movement (9/11 Truth) may have been steered by the real culprits away from the bona fide jugular.
It certainly seems that the Thénardiers in question had many high-level moles (to borrow a line of reasoning from Tarpley) of the George W. Bush administration in thrall to their machinations.
But then another ad hoc deflection recently resurfaced. The “28 pages” chorus.
Alex Jones, who used to so vehemently pronounce that 9/11 was an inside job, recently became more concerned with the “28 pages”.
The “28 pages” seems to essentially be an attempt to blame Saudi Arabia for 9/11.
Therefore, Trump’s bombshell statement can either be taken at face value (to paraphrase, “You might come to find out that it was the Saudis…”) or as coded language.
If it is coded language, then it is brilliant.
But the question is this:
is Donald Trump a). Jean Valjean or b.) Thénardier?
Donald has done hard time in the free-range world of corporate stratagems.
The real question remains: does he have a heart?
Jean Valjean had a heart.
Thénardier had none.
As Cosette asks about the convicts, “Are they still human?”
Valjean answers “Sometimes.”
Did Donald make it through the gauntlet to finally bring the RIGHT perps to justice for 9/11?
It begins like Vertigo…like Vivre sa vie…that barely noticed, unnecessary action of a person more or less staying still. Blinking perhaps. It is not quite corpsing. More subtle. It is a bold statement from director Ted Post. By the end of the credits we feel like those early audiences of The Great Train Robbery: staring down the barrel of a gun.
Post does a remarkable job of continuing the suspense of the previous film in this series (Dirty Harry) while working with an even more complex (and germane to our present times) plot. Inside job.
Over the course of the film we are made to suspect several different people…all of these essentially variations on the inside job trope. Almost like a continuum of LIHOP and MIHOP.
It begins with the strange rookie cops…taking some target practice in the middle of the night. Traffic cops. Kinda like those strange power-downs and repairs at the WTC leading up to 9/11/01. Something weird going on…
Eastwood smells it like the late John O’Neill of the FBI. But let’s back up to Briggs: Hal Holbrook. Reminds us of another “Lieutenant”…Richard Holbrooke. Should we be surprised that Richard’s original name was Goldbrajch? Of course not. Should we be surprised that he attended Brown University? Of course not. [see: Victoria Nuland, Roberta Jacobson, etc.]
Holbrooke served with “diplomats” like John Negroponte and Frank Wisner. Negroponte attended Yale…specifically Davenport College. Ah, Davenport…the alumni of this residential college include both Bush presidents, William F. Buckley Jr. (we’re really racking up the CIA/Skull & Bones points so far), Samantha Power, etc. It should be noted the physical proximity of the Skull & Bones “Tomb” to this residential college: literally a stone’s throw (right around the corner).
Wisner established the Operation Mockingbird propaganda program on behalf of the CIA. He also established “stay-behind” networks in Europe post-WWII. One can’t help wonder if these were the same (the Italian one at least) which were (was) activated for the false-flag terror in Italy as part of the “strategy of tension” (Operation Gladio). We won’t even get into Mossadegh and Árbenz. We will, however, point out the very interesting word found within the Iranian PM’s name depending on transliteration: Mossadegh vs. Mosaddegh. It seems Wikipedia is going with the latter spelling (interesting considering the recent admission [finally!] by the CIA that they overthrew the democratically-elected leader of Iran in 1953).
Back to Holbrooke…managing editor of ForeignAffairs (the official CFR publication) from 1972-1976. Holbrooke, like all good spooks, eventually ended up on Wall Street (Lehman Bros.) Ugh… Did you know the American Academy in Berlin has a Henry Kissinger Award??? …and that it was awarded to George H.W. Bush in 2008?!? Talk about a double whammy!! This “cultural exchange” was the brainchild of Holbrooke.
Chalk up for Holbrooke membership in the Trilateral Commission. He was also on the steering committee of the Bilderberg Group (I refuse to capitalize). All of this is a long set up to say that Hal Holbrook’s character Briggs couldn’t be more like Richard Holbrooke in terms of apparent philosophy.
When people like Briggs and Holbrooke have former Airborne Rangers and Special Forces at their disposal, things will end very badly for all involved. Unfortunately, the four rookie cops are some sick fucks! They’ve bought into the twisted philosophy of their ringleader Briggs. The Lieutenant must have been an early pioneer in the militarization of American police.
But the fuckers in charge forgot to check the titty bank (and the snatch bank). Enter Clint Eastwood.
The super-death in Technicolor and Panavision is not enough to shake the monk Harry Callahan from his herringbone duty. A can of Schlitz and a cold burger: Harry gets the job done.
Yeah, Davis is a little too prompt to the crime scene…kinda like FEMA on 9/11 with their Tripod II drill which so serendipitously helped Rudy Giuliani establish a new base after his bunker was brought down by controlled demolition (WTC 7). It’s splitting hairs to fixate on the date (September 10th, 12th, either way). They were there at Pier 29. Strange, don’t you think?
Bless you Ted Post, John Milius, and Michael Cimino for bringing us this death squad wake up in 1973. Rogue elements. It’s what people like Alex Jones have been saying all along. It’s not the whole police force. It’s not the whole CIA. It’s not the whole military. The criminal segments are elements (with high-level moles).
Enter Jade Helm. We hope Steve Quayle is wrong, but the idea is not outlandish (knowing what we do about our government).
May God make me misjudged. Like Callahan. The death squads can’t persuade him. Not like this.
Ruppert’s ghost lives on in cached posts.
It’s who you least suspect. No, not quite. Open your eyes.
We hate the goddamn system, but rough justice works both ways. Abide by nothing, expect the same. Dirty Harry is the cleanest of the bunch.
May God help us to survive the outgunned moment. Maybe it’s the USS Forrestal. James was right about Palestine. And now Wayne Madsen has strangely dispensed with the Drew Pearson citation.
It may sound like heresy to say it, but this is the third great James Bond movie up to this point in the series. Furthermore, it is particularly rich that it came out during the presidency of George H.W. Bush. The pleasant surprise is that Carey Lowell takes the cake as hottest Bond girl through the first 16 films. These are controversial claims and allusions. Buckle up.
1974. The first great Bond film. There is no denying the palpable rush of Dr. No–no topping the exotic sensuality of From Russia with Love. It has less to do with Connery, perhaps the best Bond, than it does with cinema. The first great James Bond film came under the watchful eye of auteur Guy Hamilton. He lives. The Man with the Golden Gun. Yes, it was a Roger Moore film. So sue me.
1985. The second great James Bond film. Travesty of travesties! He’s going to name two from the 80s. Yes, that’s right. A View to a Kill. John Glen made an auteurist bid with this flick. Again with the Roger Moore. John Glen lives.
1989. The third perfect Bond film. John Glen achieves immortality. Hyperbole. Hyperbole. This is to take nothing away from our cherished Guy Hamilton. He too made more that just Golden Gun.
But let us stretch out a bit… What makes these three films so strong? Answer: the villains. Christopher Lee. Christopher Walken. And Christopher…er, Robert Davi.
George H.W. Bush. There was a book from 1992 called The Mafia, CIA and George Bush written by Pete Brewton. That’s back when there was only one George Bush known on the world stage. Middle initials were unnecessary. I haven’t read the book in question, but it bears mentioning that I remembered the pithy title mistakenly…as The CIA, Drugs, and George Bush. There’s more than an Oxford comma’s difference between the two…obviously.
1998 brought the world a book called Dark Alliance: The CIA, the Contras, and the Crack Cocaine Explosion by Gary Webb. I have not read this book either.
So what, you may be asking, is my fucking point?
Let me note a few poignant books I have read. 9/11 Synthetic Terror: Made in USA by Webster Griffin Tarpley. Crossing the Rubicon by Michael Ruppert. The Big Wedding by Sander Hicks. 9/11 The Big Lie (L’Effroyable imposture) by Thierry Meyssan. Pentagate also by Meyssan. The Shadow Government: 9/11 and State Terror by Len Bracken. The Arch Conspirator also by Bracken. Body of Secrets by James Bamford. America’s “War on Terrorism” by Michel Chossudovsky. The 9/11 Commission Report: Omissions and Distortions by David Ray Griffin. The Bilderberg Group by Daniel Estulin. Inside Job: Unmasking the 9/11 Conspiracies by Jim Marrs. The Terror Conspiracy also by Marrs.
If you’re still reading you are likely laughing or transfixed. And again I can sense the question: what is the fucking point?
Well, dear reader, it is that I can wholeheartedly agree with Mark Gorton’s reservations regarding George H.W. Bush. I used to think Dick Cheney was the scariest guy in the world (thanks Mike Ruppert). Donald Rumsfeld always seemed in the running. But after reading Gorton’s fastidious research, I concur that the prize should probably go to Poppy Bush.
At wikispooks.com, one can find the following articles by Gorton:
Fifty Years of the Deep State
The Coup of ’63, Part I
The Political Dominance of the Cabal
Gorton is not your average conspiracy theorist. His degrees are from Yale, Stanford, and Harvard (respectively). His business successes include founding LimeWire and the Tower Research Capital hedge fund.
And that brings us to sex.
Carey Lowell. With her androgynous hairstyle, she still (because of?) manages to be the hottest Bond girl through the first 16 films. Sure, Timothy Dalton is great, but Carey Lowell is fan-fucking-tastic. The message of the establishment is that if you don’t play by the rules, you don’t get the sex cookie. Carey Lowell is not an establishment actress in this movie. Her character is the anti-Bond girl in some respects. For this series, anyway, that’s as good as it gets. Until Anamaria Marinca is cast alongside (or as) 007, the bar is memorably set by Lowell. Perhaps as I critically watch the more recent films I will find other Bond girls who truly stand out in a believable way, but Lowell takes the cake through the first 16 films.
Lowell lived in Houston for awhile. Back to Bush. Right down the road is the scariest man in the world? Dear readers…the Internet remains free for only so long. Soon we may have to get all Bradbury and become book people. If Carey ever gets tired of Richard Gere, maybe she’ll meet us in the forest. I’ll be Histoire(s) du cinema. The book.