September 11, 2012: Buggery & Butchery
Author’s Note: For those who’ve read The Most Dangerous Book in the World, you’ll be able to follow along rather easily with this blog post. The rest of you, well, good luck.
Benghazi, Libya – It was a protest gone awry, we were told, a protest over a YouTube video denigrating the prophet of Allah—like the uproar over the cartoons of Muhammad published in the Danish newspaper in 2005. Only come to find out there was no protest and there were no protestors. Who brings RPGs to a demonstration, anyway? (Okay, we are talking about the Middle East.)
It was just a rowdy gathering over some film, and although it did occur on September 11th, it just got out of hand, never mind that the video has been around for some time. U.S. Ambassador to the U.N. Susan Rice made the rounds on all the Sunday talk shows five days after the attack on the U.S. Consulate in Benghazi, reassuring the American people that there were no indications that this was anything other than a block party gone wild—no premeditation, no planning. Damn strange, then, that this spontaneous eruption of violence turned into a five-hour gun battle, and that the angry demonstrators somehow seemed to know the locations of safe houses in the area.
If you hear about a supposed lone-gunman shooting that takes place in Happy Valley, Oregon, at a mall located on Sunnyside Road, and you don't immediately know that it's a psy-op/public ritual, then you should really take a look at my book.
The small community of Clackamas (in Happy Valley) where the December 11th shooting occurred takes its name from an Indian tribe that used to live in that area--but that's beside the point. Why Clackamas? It's almost Christmas: Christ-mas, Clacka-mas ... and "clacka" is slang for, you gotta love it, ass (or anus, depending on who you ask).
But that's not all. One of the anchor tenants of the Clackamas Town Center mall is Century Theaters--yep, same as in the Aurora, Colorado shooting. Just as with Aurora shooter James Eagan Holmes announcing, "I am the joker", here we find 22-year-old Jacob Tyler Roberts announcing, "I am the shooter." (Lyrics excerpt from rapper Lil Wayne's "Shooter": "I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter...Bang, die, bitch nigga, die, I hope you bleed a lake.")
Yeah, I was wrong about Black Christmas, and I’m glad of it—and I hope I’m wrong about what I’m going to present to you now, too. Unfortunately for us all, however, I may have only been half wrong (and only off by eight months or so, at that): Phoenix, AZ, may well remain the globalists’ target, with my having missed the intended date by only a little over half a year.
There was no Black Christmas, but that doesn’t mean Phoenix isn’t a highly-attractive target, or that the apparent predictive programming identified in “The Next 9/11?” is illusory hogwash. Might all the Phoenix-related scripting previously revealed be attributable to some other agenda, one that doesn’t involve blowing the city to smithereens? Perhaps. The alternative explanation, though, is that Phoenix is still in the globalists’ crosshairs, only they have chosen a date deemed by them to be even more fitting than Christmas Day.
Readers of the “Addendum from Hell: The Next 9/11?” know that the Black Christmas XXX Galactic MegaRitual would have truly been a glorious event with such dark meaning and significance as to defy description. Yet, it was not to be. Why?
A Damn Sirius Matter
What I failed to fully comprehend is that the globalists’ obsession with Sirius is absolute. In developing the Black Christmas scenario, I did take into consideration that December 25th has no connection to the Dog Star, but I erroneously thought that the global elite might give the whole Sirius thing a rest for once considering the magnitude of the occasion—shift of the ages and all that. My mistake.
A Black Christmas would have been filled to the brim with occultic import, as I made abundantly clear in “The Next 9/11?”, and would have been a most fitting manner in which to usher in the New Great Age of Lucifer—not to mention the fact that it would have made a perfect cover story for going to war with Iran.
But, it would also have required The Dark Knight (no, not Batman) to share the stage with a pagan sun god, and, even more problematically from the perspective of the global elite, the date had no direct connections to Sirius. So, no Black Christmas.
Given the appeal that Phoenix possesses as a target for a global mass sacrifice, the real question becomes, Is there a date that makes more sense than 12/25/12 as an auspicious occasion for a false-flag attack/public ritual in that city? Unfortunately, as I’ve discovered in the past several months, the answer is, Yes.
Sure, I was wrong about Black Christmas, but I’m not doing this shit for fun, and I’m not really all that concerned about being wrong or what people might think as a consequence. I’m far more concerned about the possibility of being right—about being able to predict in advance when the next false flag might be, and, if possible, preventing it.
So, it’s strike one for me, but I’ll make this easy on you—I’m out after strike two, because if there’s not a new global mega-ritual on the date I’m about to discuss with you, I quit. If they don’t go for broke in 2013, in the first year of the New Great Age of Lucifer, hell, who knows if or when they’ll try to one-up 9/11, and I’m out of the prognostication business.
The globalists can do anything they want, any time they want. I’m not going to spend the rest of my life chasing these psychopaths and dissecting their diabolical rituals, because, as you’ll discover, they’re putting these damn things on with even greater regularity than even I’d realized.
One additional thing to consider along these lines is this: the elite are getting pretty much everything they want now, through incremental means—they’re slowly turning up the heat on the frogs in the pot so that none of us notices and jumps out. Maybe they’re having just way too much fun with us and have no plans to slaughter untold numbers of their cattle for pleasure, entertainment or ritual purposes.
I find that a little difficult to imagine, frankly, and there are many reasons outlined in Most Dangerous and “The Next 9/11?” why they’ll bust our chops again sooner rather than later, but, who knows, perhaps they’ve so fine-tuned their hi-tech occult system of oppression and fear-mongering that they’re going to put the ship on cruise-control for a while and sit back and enjoy their ill-gotten gains. I wouldn’t bet on that scenario if I were you, however.
The Real 9/11
Enough of this blather—when will they most likely strike Phoenix (and/or any other target that strikes their fancy)? On a date that is all about Sirius, that is even more relevant to Sirius-worshippers than 9/11, and that readers of Most Dangerous already know well: August 5th.
Recall that September 11th is the “observed” date of Sirius’ heliacal rising (Happy New Year!) and that August 5th is the contemporary date for this event: 8/5 is the real 9/11, so to speak. Remember also that August 5th, 1884, was the date of the cornerstone-laying ceremony for the Statue of Liberty, and that August 5th, 1966, was the groundbreaking ceremony for the World Trade Center.
Thus, we have “historical precedents”, rituals from the past which emphasize the importance of this date on the occult calendar—but are there any more recent events that would affirm this? Oh, you know there are…but before we get into them, we should recall the following from p. 262: “The Phoenix was also an ancient constellation in which Sothis, or Sirius, was the chief star.” Whew, ole Phoenix, AZ, just can’t seem to catch a break, can it?
Turning the Page
August 5th, 2012, the Sikh Temple of Wisconsin, in Oak Creek, WI – Right in the middle of the XXX London Olympics comes word that yet another lone gunman has gone on a rampage in the United States. This time, it’s former U.S. Army psychological operations specialist and skinhead Wade Michael Page, born 11/11/71, who has killed six people at a Sikh temple before being shot dead by police (…no, wait, he shot himself—oh, who the hell knows for sure?)
After receiving an involuntary discharge in 1998, Page had moved to Littleton (yes, of Columbine fame), Colorado, where he lived through 2007. Those familiar with the July 20, 2012, mass shooting/ritual in Aurora, CO—itself just a stone’s throw from Columbine and in which one James Eagan Holmes had been identified as the lone gunman—couldn’t help but take note that Page had recently moved into a residence in Oak Creek located on E. Holmes Avenue. What a coincidence.
But that’s nothing compared to this little fact, which makes absolutely clear just exactly what was taking place that day: one of those killed in the rampage was Satwant Singh Kaleka, founder of the Temple, whose son, Amardeep Kaleka, was working on a documentary film concerning UFO disclosure entitled, no shit, “Sirius”.
This Little Light of Mine…
Now, readers of the “Appendix from Hell: The Next 9/11?” already know that the XXX Olympics’ opening and closing ceremonies were big fat globalist-occult extravaganzas, with the entire event lasting 17 days and taking place during the dog days of summer. The giant flaming phoenix presiding over the closing ceremony left no doubt as to the real guest of honor (phoenix=Sirius=Lucifer), and the enormous octopus (a symbol of the many-tentacled Illuminati), the block pyramid and the menacing black-winged figure were all useful clues in figuring out what the main theme was.
The global audience was treated to some up-to-the-minute predictive programming in the weeks and days leading up to the closing ceremony, with that particular public ritual featuring appearances by both Batman and a gaggle of orange-haired Jokers, seeming references to The Dark Knight Rises shooting in Aurora, Colorado, as well as to its alleged perpetrator, orange-haired James “I am the joker” Holmes.
Also on the stage that evening was a troupe of Indian Bhangra dancers, who were the necessary reference to the Sikh temple shooting only a week earlier. Oh, yeah, baby, it’s all about Sirius.
The Flight of the Fénix
Other events of note which have occurred on August 5th (that may or may not have been orchestrated public rituals or scripted events) include:
1962 – Marilyn Monroe found dead.
1963 – The United States, the United Kingdom, and the Soviet Union sign a
nuclear test ban treaty (oooh, 8/5/13 would be 50 years to the day…)
2003 – The Marriott Hotel in Mega Kuningan, South Jakarta, Indonesia, was bombed
(Jakarta is nicknamed Big Durian because the city is seen as the Indonesian equivalent of New York City, the Big Apple. The name Jakarta is derived from the word “jayakarta”, which translates as “victorious deed” or “complete victory”.)
2009 – Mahmoud Ahmadinejad sworn in for a second term as Iran's president.
Also occurring on August 5th was the 2010 Chilean mining accident in which 33 miners were trapped almost a half mile below ground. The miners were finally rescued after weeks underground, being brought to the surface in twin steel rescue capsules, dubbed Fénix (English: Phoenix) I and Fénix II. Interestingly, t-shirts created for the rescued miners featured an inverted 5-pointed star. (Also worth mentioning is that the location of the accident, Copiapó, was said to be the site of a UFO sighting in 1864 which was written about by investigator Charles Fort in 1931 and ufologist Jacques Vallee in 1965 … don’t forget about Armadeep Kaleka’s UFO documentary, or the 1997 Phoenix Lights incident.) If this wasn’t a genuine 8/5 public ritual, I’ll kiss my foot.
Okay, enough about 8/5 already, you get the point (although you may want to go back and re-read the material in Most Dangerous concerning the number 85 … it’s on page 64. And take note of this: 8/5/13, 8+5=13 … there’s more on the number 13 starting on page 333).
The global elite will either strike on 8/5/13 or they won’t; if so, they’ll either hit Phoenix or they won’t—or they may hit Phoenix and a dozen other places simultaneously. I don’t have a crystal ball, I’m just giving you my best educated guess (and, yes, I am aware that New Year’s Eve marks the return of Sirius to mid-heaven at midnight, but an attack on that date would just be way too predictable now, wouldn’t it?). If I’m wrong again and there’s no attack, fantastic. Love, peace and taco grease.
Postscript: Pure Nunsense?
In my other blog entries, I’ve commented on a range of topics including the 9/11/12 attack in Benghazi, Libya, the mall shooting in Clackamas, Oregon, as well as a public ritual that was the subject of “The Lost Chapter”, which occurred on Christmas Day 2011 in Stamford, Connecticut—a town that lies a mere 40 miles from Sandy Hook, CT, site of the December 14, 2012, elementary school mass shooting, itself located a mere 25 miles or so from Skull & Bones HQ in New Haven, CT. (If you’re thinking that we’ll probably be subjected to some horrific public ritual in the same general vicinity during the 2013 Christmas season, I’d keep an eye on Satan’s Kingdom State Recreation Area, located approximately 40 miles northeast of Sandy Hook on Route 44.)
Although the Newtown tragedy (Sandy Hook is an affluent village in Newtown) has all the classic tell-tale signs of being a staged event—reports of multiple shooters, constantly-morphing/wildly-inaccurate media accounts, bizarre details, etc.—about all you really need to know concerning the incident is this: Suzanne Collins, the author of The Hunger Games, lives in Sandy Hook.
It is worth noting, as well, however, that there were initial reports (supposedly based on police radio traffic shortly following the shootings) that one of the suspects was possibly dressed as a nun, and that there were indeed two nuns photographed in the area around Sandy Hook Elementary following the massacre. What does this have to do with anything?
Again, we return to the Olympic Closing Ceremony, where along with Batman and the Joker (Aurora) and Indian Bhangra dancers (Sikh Temple of Wisconsin), we find Monty Python’s Eric Idle singing “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life”, surrounded by roller-skating nuns. Coincidence, nunsense or predictive programming? You decide.
If you really want to discuss the details of this, or any other, atrocity with me, email me through the contact form on this website. On the other hand, if you’re of the mind to write me off because I took a risk in publishing a prediction, in an attempt to possibly thwart loss of life, and got it wrong, well, I’ve only got one thing to say to you: Kiss my clacka.
NOTE: If you haven’t read “A Warning” (see link below), you should, and you’ll definitely want to read it before trying to continue with the current article.
A-HOLE IN THE GROUND
Vietnam veteran Jimmy Lee Dykes (yeeehah!), the perpetrator in the recent Midland, AL, child kidnapping—during which Jimmy holed up in a makeshift underground bunker with poor 5-year-old Ethan—owned property adjoining that of Destiny Church, which served as the staging area for hostage negotiation and rescue operations.
The road beside the church that leads to Dykes’ property is named … Sandy Lane, which is, of course, an engineered link back to Sandy Hook, just as Destiny Church was a forward link to the performance/reunion of Destiny's Child during the SuperBowl halftime show—yet another simultaneous backward-forward-looking Janus ritual.
THE DARK NIGHT RISES
And no, Beyonce didn't blow the lights out in the Super Dome/Womb, although that was one booteylicious performance (I’m not even going to comment on the pre-game appearance by the Sandy Hook Elementary School choir). Half the stadium went dark to mirror the Last Quarter/half moon in the heavens that night: another lunar ritual. It was 147 days from Aurora (waxing crescent moon) to Sandy Hook (waxing crescent moon); it's 147 days from Sandy Hook until FiveTen/Valley of the Ashes (waxing crescent moon); and there's SuperBowl 47, in New Orleans, the Crescent City, sitting riverside on the banks of the mighty Mississippi. (Come on, now, don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten about Euclid’s 47th Proposition and its critical importance within Freemasonry.)
By the way, the power went out with 13:22 left to play in the third quarter, on 3rd and 13. Of course we see Skull&Bones' 322 there, but what's even more interesting is that if you count forward 47 days from SuperBowl 47, it's 3/22. And if you think that's more than a little spooky, it gets worse: the Georgia Guidestones turn 33 on 3/22/13.
Nestled in down around Crawford, TX (the location of George W.’s ranch) and Waco—and U.S. Route 77—is the town of Glen Rose. Not far from Glen Rose is the Rough Creek Ranch & Resort, where the day before the SuperBowl ex-Navy Seal Chris “America’s Sniper” Kyle was shot in the back by ex-Marine Eddie Ray Routh (yeeehah!). Never you mind about February 2nd being a traditional date for Satanic Revels (requiring human sacrifice), and whatever you do don’t give a second thought to the fact that Rough Creek Ranch is located on County Road 2013.
DOWN BY THE RIVER
And while we’re on the subject of ex-military going (being strategically pushed?) over the edge, how about this: Sandy Hook Elementary was located just off of Riverside Road in Newton, CT, and ex-LAPD officer and Navy reservist Christopher Dorner, age 33, goes on a shooting rampage in Riverside, CA.
You know, I just can’t get the old tune “Moon River” out of my head … We’re after the same rainbow’s end …
I’m not sure how I missed this little fact while I was writing “A Warning”, but the annular solar eclipse on 5/10 will occur in the skies directly over Australia, as in the Land of Oz. That’s right, the FiveTen Ring-of-Fire will dazzle the inhabitants of the land down under, and the following recent events become all the more intriguing in this context…
The premiere of Disney’s Oz the Great and Powerful took place on February 13, 2013 (double thirteens, very nice). Actor James Franco played the role of the wizard, whose name is Oscar Diggs (his full name is Oscar Zoroaster Phadrig Isaac Norman Henkel Emmannuel Ambroise Diggs, but that’s not really relevant here).
For starters, I haven’t been ignoring the Boston Bombings (and related shenanigans in Tupelo, Mississippi, West, Texas and elsewhere)—that’s the subject of my next book. There’s too much involved to even begin to blog about it, but here’s the general framework: 2013 is the 50th anniversary of the JFK assassination, “The Golden Jubilee of the Killing of the King” (say, that’s not a bad subtitle for the book … The Most Dangerous Book in the World, Continued.)
The same demented gang who brought us the 9/11 Occult MegaSpectacle is engaged in what is shaping up to be a year-long commemoration of one of their finest productions, the slaughter of a sitting American President in broad daylight within a trident-shaped memorial honoring Dallas’ Masonic heritage (otherwise known as Dealey Plaza).
I’m not going to say much more about Dallas or Boston here, other than to emphasize that the Golden Jubilee celebration is the broader context for another potential false-flag attack in mid-July. I have noted enough possible markers and predictive elements that I believe this scenario warrants presenting—I believe you’ll agree by the time you’re finished with this piece.
Before I get started, however, let me note for those of you who may have been following my “triple-crescent moon ritual” thread that May 10 did not pass unobserved by the global elite. No, they didn’t attack CITI Field in Flushing, NY, as I hypothesized they might. What they did do may have passed unnoticed by many, but it was a fitting completion of this ritual nonetheless.
On May 10, live on the Today show, the spire/communications antenna for the One World Trade Center was finally lifted into place (after a delay of some weeks caused by a dispute with the manufacturer, supposedly). I explained the significance of OWT in Most Dangerous (its occult architectural significance, 1776 and all that), so I won’t repeat it here, but suffice it to say that they put the crowning touch on their monumental masterpiece on the day of the Ring of Fire over the Land of Oz (annular solar eclipse over Australia).
May 10 was also of course the final in a series of three crescent moon ritual Fridays, the first being July 20, 2012 (Aurora Batman shooting) and the second being December 14, 2012 (Sandy Hook), each separated by exactly the same number of days.
In keeping with this being a moon ritual, who do we find on 5/10 at Arlington National Cemetery, there specifically to commemorate the fallen heroes of the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan (the very wars initiated by 9/11 and the fall of the Twin Towers, which OWT replaced)? None other than Prince Henry, son of Diana (who was herself sacrificed in a ritual, but that’s another story altogether)—come on, you remember the crescent moon goddess Diana/Artemis (sister of Lucifer).
So, no, our occult psychopath controllers didn’t whip up a new batch of sacrifices, but rather ritually evoked the dead of 9/11 and the contrived conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan—tens of thousands of sacrificial victims, whose memories they resurrected as part of yet another of their cruel and creative conjurations.
When I first encountered this story, “National Scout Jamboree 2013 False Flag Insider Warning: Nevada Governor 2014 David Lory VanDerBeek” (link), I wasn’t particularly concerned. The author makes some fairly general observations, and at first I saw no reason why the 2013 Scout Jamboree would necessarily make any more compelling a target for a false-flag attack than any other major event. (See here also). After an initial general inclination to ignore the matter, however, I decided to give it the smell test—and, boy, does it stink (well, it has all the ingredients for a good old rotter in any case).
Without giving away the premise of my next book entirely, I can guarantee you that, just as Aleister Crowley was the guest-of-honor on 9/11, JFK was the focus of attention at the Boston Bombings. Being acutely aware of this, as I began to examine the circumstances surrounding the Scout Jamboree, intriguing possible JFK connections began to materialize, but this was after I had identified certain other “run of the mill” markers, outlined below.
Checking Things Out
As discussed in the articles linked above, the Scout Jamboree will take place from July 15th through the 24th at the Summit Bechtel Family National Scout Reserve outside of Mount Hope, West Virginia. Now, the first thing to note is just how well the general framework here matches the familiar mold involving mockery and black humor that we’ve come to anticipate: “an attack on the Boy Scouts of America at Mount Hope”. Check. Secondly, we should observe that hope is one of the three principle moral virtues of Masonic philosophy, the other two being faith and charity (Faith. Hope. Charity.) Check.
Also worth mentioning is that while Bechtel co-owner Stephen D. Bechtel, Jr.—whose foundation donated $50 million to help purchase and develop the property that is now the National Scout Reserve—is a member of the Eagle Scouts, his son, Riley, the current CEO of the Bechtel Corp., is reportedly a member of both the Trilateral Commission and Bohemian Grove. Check.
Another Ode to JFK?
Recalling U.S. Route 77’s immediate proximity to Dealey Plaza (as well as the importance of the number 77 itself) from Most Dangerous, try to guess the number of the Interstate that passes less than five miles from Mount Hope, WV. That’s right, Interstate 77. I-77 would be a bad omen under normal circumstances, but combine it with the JFK-Golden Jubilee link and it spells double trouble.
That’s just the start of the Kennedy connections, though: JFK was, of course, the first Boy Scout to become President, and he in fact delivered a presidential campaign speech in Mount Hope. Further, one of three major performances during the 2013 Scout Jamboree will take place on July 20, which, in addition to being the annual date of Satanic Revels and the one-year anniversary of the Aurora (“Mother of Lucifer”) The Dark Knight Rises theatre massacre, is also, and perhaps most significantly, the 44th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing, an event which came about as a result of Kennedy’s vision and leadership.
And lest you think I’m blowing this out of proportion: 1.) the week of April 15th, the date of the Boston Bombing saga, was the anniversary of the Bay of Pigs invasion; and, 2.) in Secret Societies and Psychological Warfare, Michael Hoffman discusses the importance not only of “The Killing of the Divine King” but also of the “The Bringing of Prima Materia to Prima Terra” (ie., the moon landing) in Masonic philosophy. Check.
Unfortunately, we’re not done here: Mount Hope is located in Fayette County, WV, “Fayette” being one of the cryptocracy’s favorite repetitively-employed memes/name games (such as, per Hoffman, “Wicker”, as in “Wicked King Wicker” and “The Wicker Man” and Senator Roger Wicker, but that’s covered further in the next book). Fortean philosopher William N. Grimstad, long-time associate of Michael Hoffman, was one of the first to write about “The Fayette Factor” in an article in a 1978 issue of Fortean Times.
What we’re finding here is that familiar clustering of phonetic and memetic markers that are the hallmarks of our masters’ occult tradecraft. Could all of this—Mount Hope, I-77, Fayette County, John F. “The Boy Scout President” Kennedy—be coincidence? Certainly, but, as we know all-too-well, these things could also be indicators of a sophisticated and sinister plot to do bodily and/or psychological harm to our fellow citizens.
The Mothman Prophecies, Continued?
Before we attempt to draw any firm conclusions, however, we should look deeper at the geographical area involved here, as we may gain additional insight from doing so.
Just over 100 miles northwest of Mount Hope is Point Pleasant, WV, location of the bizarre events described in John A. Keel’s book The Mothman Prophecies. However, the first sighting of the Mothman during that era was not in Point Pleasant, but in Clendenin, WV, a little over half the distance, as the crow flies, from Mount Hope to Point Pleasant. To say that Mount Hope is in the heart of Mothman country would then be stretching things a bit, but it’s certainly close enough to be worth considering in this situation.
We’re well familiar with how fond the architects of reality are of revisiting the sites of their past rituals and transgressions against humanity (recall from Most Dangerous the Sarasota/Venice-9/11 link as but one example), and, as it turns out, it just may be that there was a good deal more going on in Point Pleasant than even most of those who are familiar with the book (or the movie of the same name based on it) are aware—more than a giant flying red-eyed biped and strange phone calls.
The Mason County Black Op
The first thing I’d like to point out is that Point Pleasant is located in Mason County. The second fact I’d like to bring to your attention is that the wreckage analysis of the Silver Bridge showed that its collapse was due to a defect in a single link, eyebar 330. (Perhaps of increased interest in light of these facts are the statements of a witness who reported seeing two men climbing on the bridge the day before the tragedy.)
Investigative researcher/author Jim Keith was among the first to speculate that Point Pleasant was used as some type of “test tube”, the setting for a black ops experiment, and to explore the CIA/Men-in-Black connection. [Source]
Writing in Casebook on the Men in Black, Keith states: “During the period of the Mothman encounters, black limousines prowled the Point Pleasant area, stopping at rural homes. Deeply tanned men proclaimed themselves to be ‘census-takers’ and showed an inordinate interest in the children of the households.” Keith continues: “People in the rural areas also reported seeing mysterious unmarked panel trucks which parked in remote locations for hours, and were rumored to be Air Force. Men in coveralls worked on telephone and powerlines.
“A thirtyish blond woman visited people in Ohio and West Virginia, telling people she was John Keel’s secretary, and filling out lengthy forms with information about health, income, family background, the types of cars the people owned, along with questions about UFO and Mothman sightings. Keel, naturally, did not have a secretary.”
A JFK-Mothman Connection?
West Virginia native and investigator/author/filmmaker Andrew Colvin ties together military intelligence and the nearby Defense Logistics Agency as well as industrial concerns such as I.G. Farben, Union Carbide, General Motors and others—pointing to the possible use of a paranormal/UFO/MIB guise as a cover for post-war military-industrial projects. [Source]
In fact, some researchers assert that the architects who designed the WWII TNT Factory outside Point Pleasant also worked on both the Manhattan Project and the fabled Area 51. [Source]
Other researchers have even gone so far as to posit an actual JFK-Mothman link, asserting that certain suspected JFK-assassination-figures were active in Point Pleasant during the Mothman/Silver Bridge incident (claiming, for example, that David Ferrie was likely Mothman’s “Frightwig” MIB, or that CIA pilot Fred Crisman was involved with both events), believing that the evidence points toward an international military intelligence-FBI-mobster-banker operation emanating partly out of Ohio and neighboring Toronto. [Source]
Jubilee at the Jamboree?
What does all this mean, though? It means that the general vicinity we’re considering is the old stomping grounds of the folks that pulled off 9/11 and the Boston Bombings and dozens of other false-flag events/public rituals. It means that, in combination with all of the other evidence we’ve considered, we have, potentially, one more good reason to suspect that this particular locale would be laden with meaning and significance for the sadistic, occult-driven fruitcakes that make their livings pulling these sorts of things off in plain sight.
It means that the 50,000 plus Scouts and their families, which will temporarily balloon the population of Fayette County up by around 300,000 souls to over twice its normal size, could well be sitting ducks after all as they enjoy the festivities at the 2013 Scout Jamboree.
To put matters into even clearer perspective, we should note that these events have historically featured a heavy police and military presence, for both security and recruiting/indoctrination purposes, and this year will be no different. So, as I indicated at the outset, this event has all the ingredients necessary for a good-old-fashioned false-flag/public ritual/black op/psy-op.
Will, then, the celebration of the Golden Jubilee of the Killing of the King be continued at the 2013 National Scout Jamboree? We shouldn’t let our hopes mount that it will not.
(Postscript: As far as predictive programming is concerned, one can certainly see that the Boy Scouts have recently been thrust into the spotlight in a major fashion through the controversy surrounding their vote to admit openly-homosexual boys into their ranks. If nothing happens during the Jamboree, this circumstance meant nothing; if something does happen, one could certainly argue that the timing of the controversy was indeed an indicator of predictive programming.)
Are We There Yet?
by Peter Levenda
This is like no story of 2012 you have ever read.
The Mayans gave us the year 2012 as a deadline, a drop-dead date if you will. Now there has been a lot of mystification about 2012, an insistence that it signals the end of an era, or the end of the world. But we’ve been through this before.
We had the Y2K phenomenon, when everyone “knew” that the computer systems of the world—including those running power grids, nuclear plants, and military defences—would go off-line at midnight on December 31, 1999/January 1, 2000 to accompanying global chaos.
It didn’t happen.
Ho, Ho, Holy Sh*T
December 25, 2012. Phoenix, Arizona. The unmarked white lorry-style delivery van traveled south down Interstate 17, taking the Capitol exit and then turning onto 17th Street, again traveling south until it stopped directly in front of the Arizona State Capitol building at 1700 West Washington Street. The driver sat motionless, eyes tightly closed, repeating “Allahu Akbar”—“God is Great”—over and over to the 9-1-1 operator…
In Paradise Valley and in other communities all across the Valley of the Sun, as the Phoenix metropolitan area is often referred to, children and their parents were awakening to a beautiful Christmas morning. The sun had risen about forty-five minutes earlier and was slowly warming the crisp morning air. Children were unwrapping their presents, families anticipating a day full of gifts, fellowship and food—the joys of Christmas. Peace on earth and goodwill toward men.
“There are so many gaping holes in the official accounts of 9/11 that no plausible coherent narrative remains, and until now we have been staggering forward as if the truth about these traumatic events no longer mattered.”
—Richard Falk, human rights lawyer
There are so many conspiracy theories surrounding 9/11 that it’s impossible to keep track of them all, much less sort through and make any real sense of them. Which ones have possible merit? Which ones sound plausible, but have in fact been effectively debunked?
From the patently false statement that “nobody imagined that terrorists would use planes as weapons,” to suspicious insider trading in the weeks and days leading up to 9/11; from the inordinate number of military drills taking place on 9/11 (and a much-delayed response from the Air Force), to the unheeded warnings from multiple nations regarding suspiciously high levels of terrorist activity leading up to the event; from Bush family members in key positions in corporations responsible for providing security to the World Trade Center and Dulles Airport, to documented instances of the FBI failing to follow up on field agents’ warnings—there are in fact so many suspicious circumstances, unexplained anomalies, misleading statements (official and otherwise), and outright fabrications surrounding 9/11 (the detailed chronicling of which is far beyond the scope of this work) that it is easy to understand why a veritable 9/11-Conspiracy-Theory cottage industry has developed over the last ten-plus years.
t was inevitable that this book would be written.
There is, among conspiracy aficionados, a kind of brotherhood. (I use the gender-specific term “brotherhood” deliberately.) It is a brotherhood buried alive. What does that mean?
Imagine a person buried alive. Imagine yourself. You are equal parts alive and dead. You are in your own tomb; you feel the sensations of mortality with a keenness you never did before. Death approaches. Or maybe it has already arrived and you just don’t know it yet. Edgar Allen Poe wrote about it.