Friday, March 30, 2012

Innovation in Pants...

Okay let's try this again... this time don't nail your pants to the floor...

I try to deal in concepts as opposed to naming names or particular crimes. If a person can understand the concept of con artistry and how it applies to everything then the con artists cannot get away with what causes the imbalance of wealth and power which in turn causes the desperation in the world. If you can understand the concept that those who run the TV programming design everything from advertising to the content of the shows to have you react in emotional ways as opposed to logical and rational, then they can lead you into the grand con job. 





The con like the movie THE STING, has a team of con artists playing parts from the politicians to the actors in TV Shows to even the unaware do gooder dupes whose desire to help is funneled into position to carry out a role in the process. 

Everything on my blog is an attempt to find some stimuli that will make the connection in your brain and allow you to make the next connection and then the next. I try to do this with humor or maybe turning a phrase, like a good analogy connecting seemingly dissimilar events or objects. This is something the con artistry does, it keeps objects and events apart from one another so that the human mind fails to ask the logical question.






For example, on 911, it was admitted that FEMA was in town Monday night to run Terrorist drills the next day and Cheney admitted they were running drills of hijacked airlines. This is all verifiable fact. However, your mind saw horror that day and you were told by men you thought you could trust on the news that this was being caused by 19 Arab hijackers. So your mind failed to ask the obvious questions, how on Earth could the United States Government be running these very drills on the same day the terrorist attack happened and fail to confront it? And furthermore what are the odds of this? A billion to one?











There isn't a woman's butt in the world that doesn't look good bending over the pool table to line up a shot.... note to self... Call Calvin Klein and set up a meeting for innovative new
pant line that forces women to be in that position all the time... I get my best ideas
when I'm drunk... 





Mobile Unit two what's your McTwenty?




Yes Mrs. Davidson congratulations you won your choice of the steak knives or the weekend in Tahoe...
and if you qualify after a few short questions you may qualify to win our grand prize
of a million dollars! Does that sound good to you? Great let's get started...
first of all I find our decision making process works much better when you mix medication and booze...
are you on any medication Mrs. Davidson? Can you double the dose and wash it down with some Scotch whiskey? Terrific...

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Autocidal Maniac Seeks Used Car...

Mommy look at that man... he is driving backwards on the highway... I
'spose his tranny has dropped and only works in reverse and he's obsessed over his ex girlfriend dating another man and is on his way to drive by her house... ? 
My Kindergarten teacher told us about her stalker...







How much you want for that piece of shit? Ummm... right buddy... I'll
tow it for 25 bucks and if you want you can keep the fuzzy dice...







She looks so natural... usually when one of your cars dies it smells like
you forgot to put oil in it and seized the engine... are you sure
she's dead? She might just be out of gas like the last car you
sent to the wrecker... 

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

He Was Square and Glowed Officer...




What's with Geno? Oh he's been on the internet again...








Was it good for you?





Monday, March 26, 2012

Prime Time 4 Crime on Your Dime...

Say Mister, you like riding the subway train? So do we... Our problem is once we get off it we are too broke to do anything more... so what do you say you give us the contents of your wallet and we will put up some commemorative graffiti in your honor... sort of like a plaque only spray painted on the wall... Made possible by the generous donation of... It's totally tax deductible and you will feel good about yourself as opposed to feeling pain for weeks in a hospital... Our stop is next so you have 30 seconds to make the wisest decision thus far in your life.... Nice tie...




I am pretty sick of hearing politicians and the media talk about crime but never the true causes of crime. Crime is caused by desperation. The families in this world who hoard all wealth and opportunity and use crime to make sure the private prisons that they own stock in are full... Is a system so cold and callous it leaves me breathless.









I don't give a crap about your Asthma Crew cut boy... Or the damn no smoking ordinances...
In fact, if you insist I put it out I am putting it out on your eyeball...
You see I've had it... Had it see... Fucking had it... I have dynamite strapped to my chest and
I'm on my way in to blow up the office... shall we discuss this further or shall I
make a change in plans because quite frankly my fellow employees are going to die from the poison cupcakes I sent over this morning... Pretty much overkill bothering to
waste my TNT on them... 






I'm doing my book report on crime and how it is directly correlated to needing money...





Sunday, March 25, 2012

Camp Geno



When we are 18/19 years old I think we have this liberated love of freedom. For a brief moment we are free of High School and parents as that golden number says we are now adults and can choose to go on to more school, get a job or just screw around for a while. Love and sex is still new and fresh, and experiences like vacations, trips and camping with friends.

The center picture here is me pulling up my zipper after peeing in the woods on a camping trip, I am being funny for the camera as that was what I did best back then. This camping trip with Mark, Vince and Eric to fish the Northern Wisconsin lakes was memorable. I caught the biggest fish and we ate it, I almost caught a freaking whale and we all saw this huge Muskie surface for a moment before my line broke and  when we went to a bar I was the only one to return with a young lady who slept with me in the car. Joyce was her name. This was only the second woman I ever had sex with in my life and I was starting to like that new aspect of life. Going to bars or parties and meeting women.

As I usually did I had a sketch pad with me and doodled a journal of the trip. Absent here are some pages that included a Psychiatrist who camped near us I had psychoanalyzing a bear in Wilderness Psychologist and a Great Escape Adventure of GORF... Frog spelled backwards who was our mascot... We caught many frogs we fitted with a frog harness for bass and musky fishing.

Caught way more bait than fish. And of course we consumed a lot of beer and smoked a lot of pot.  Mosquitoes were killer but I remember the fun and not the blood sucking. But most of all I remember what it felt like to really feel free.

30 YEARS LATER...

LOL...

Did I change all that much?






Adam Hangs to The Right...

Adam, Eve this is Pierre, he is a Tailor, he will be fitting you with a new wardrobe...well...a wardrobe...
your naked asses will not do for the world I have planned... Not saying you should be ashamed of being naked... but a sharped dressed man or woman will make you want to tear each others clothes off... umm... yeah I know it sounds crazy but just bare with me...ha... bare with me... no pun intended... 








The Polarzog and his Zerk were ready for a snowball fight the next time someone happened along...






There wasn't much meat on it, and it was the last one in existence but it was a clean kill and Earl kept its  tennis shoes as a trophy...




Saturday, March 24, 2012

The Truth Hurts Like Hell...

Folks as you read my blog some are going to have the typical knee jerk emotional reaction you have been programmed with through the TV and Movies. You aren't aware of it but this thing they cleverly term "intolerance" or "hate" or "sexism" or "racism" or "Antisemitism" or "Homophobia" or whatever... is a psychological design to get you surrendering free thought and speech to THE STATE who will decide whether your thoughts should be punished. That is not America and it certainly isn't freedom.


Sir did you order the side of beef?



I'm sorry Sir, I don't know what you are talking about... Nothing is fishy... 
This is not a small sperm whale this is  Choice Grade-A black Angus beef...
and no that is not Adolph Hitler in the painting on the wall and no
we have no idea about Operation Paperclip... Perhaps you
would like soup instead? Or maybe something from our
Tex Mex menu? Or perhaps our Argentine Fajita with sauerkraut?


The sticks and stones may break my bones rule is where law comes in. You are supposed to be able to say and think what you want but stop short of violence. The second you take a swing physically or pull a gun is where the law jumps in. The idea that you can trust the government to do your thinking when they have killed and incarcerated millions by declaring themselves of a higher stature is the mistake you are making when you allow your brain to be programmed by them and the propaganda they weave into every television broadcast.

You will truly be awake when you can no longer "tolerate" 30 seconds of television programming because you will see it as the mind rapist it is.

I criticize the timeline and migration of certain tribes that were chased out of East Asia hundreds and hundreds of years ago because it was their religious practice to engage in rape, sodomy with children, theft and black magic and those tribes formed their belief system around secret societies so they could eventually take over all control mechanisms of the world. They take people's natural defense against other tribes and use it to vilify natural instinct so they can label everyone but themselves "haters" when they are the true haters of liberty and the golden rule of do unto others what you would have them do unto you.

We are so brainwashed we think TOLERANCE means there is good in every one and their crimes need to be coddled and understood and forgiven when in actuality their crimes need to be seen for what they are, cold and premeditated. The control they have over the law allows them to selectively punish who threatens them not what threatens the public. On the contrary they like having dangerous people at large to help them with the smoke and mirrors of fear, the fog of war, the carnival of warped reflections.




As I will prove in other posts these people wear the costume of other religions and cultures to turn people against one another, to confuse. Wolf in sheep's clothing exploding bombs and blaming innocent people, framing them for crimes they didn't commit so they can come in as the saviors.

You will see me constantly trying to unravel this idea for you, my judgment is of the individual-- whomever they are-- who either lives or denies the golden rule, whatever color, religion, culture or sex... I have stated it many times in other posts, the Khazar tribe were barbarians who controlled the trade routes around the Caspian sea. It was they and their lineage whose migration brought their Pagan beliefs. Engaging in phallic worship, black magick, rape rob and pillage to consume cultures and turn the genetic code into their own. It is this lineage that adapted religions such as Judaism and Catholicism and every other institution over time to create this shell game, this Russian doll approach to domination, a doll inside a doll, a disguise inside a disguise, a lie inside a lie inside a lie -- to protect their true belief in Satanism.





They have satanic holidays throughout the year and while you are having dinner with the kids they are meeting in secret and sacrificing people to their God. Go ahead and google satanic holidays for a wake up call.

So when someone pastes a label on me as a hater I am not a hater I am an EXPLAINER... a Researcher... a historian... a detective... a de-programmer....attempting to get you to understand you are aiding and abetting the satanists by allowing yourself to be fooled and repeat their TV programming, and act as tampered jurors coming in with the wrong verdict time and time again. Completely missing the point.

You are shown someone else committed the crime and you say guilty when the person showing you the crime is really the one that committed it. And they own the TV and the satellites. They fool you with their flashy images and their handsome agents reading scripts for huge dollars and the glow of fame.


Listen to JFK's speech at the end of this song and then tell me I'm a nutty conspiracy theorist because if I am--- the man who made this speech was too -- then murdered in broad daylight just a few weeks afterwards... and not by a lone assassin... It is awfully coincidental...especially since he was trying to pass laws against the Khazarian controllers of money... the very people his speech was referencing.





Friday, March 23, 2012

Have Sketch Pad Will Travel...


My blog is full of stuff that is frightening and very dark as it pertains to the worst of humankind and my
strong belief that we must stand up before it consumes everything. That evil works in stealth and creates the turmoil we see-- only they are so good at being bad-- they make it look like it is accidental, arbitrary and isolated incidents. When in actuality it is a collective that instructs agents to carry out the evil deception through more ways than one can comprehend. 

My blog posts hope to get you to the point you understand that it is a small collective that hides behind the chaos so they can always walk in as the saviors, control the solution and the law and the prisons and especially the wealth. If the masses woke up to the con game they would stop that elite collective that preys not only on the children of the world but their own children who they indoctrinate into a centuries old conspiracy. We all know how abuse gets passed down, well in this elite collective it has been passed down for hundreds of years to maintain wealth and control, and any family member who attempts to escape or blow the whistle mysteriously dies.

I preface the positive aspect of my coming entries with that. I make the case with evidence in other posts and will continue to but there are a few things I am trying to do at the same time. Top of my list is to make people laugh-- because we feel good when we laugh, and to celebrate my life...and life in general-- because in spite of the evil in the world there is indeed good and we must keep living by example to show the demons  up, whose envy is palpable. Sad as it is, compassion though we feel, empathetic to people whose answer is to cause misery in their quest to control and dominate like the child who delights in pulling wings off butterflies or torturing pets, we must attempt to show them that one can be poor and still find joy. Someone can have no control at all and trust a good God to watch over us and provide an enlightened path as blind and as ignorant as some of us may be.





Therefore this post and others will be about some joyous moments in my life. Here, when I was 19, in March of 1980 I hiked the Havasupai trail with several of my sisters and many of our friends. I always brought a sketch pad in those early years and later a video camera. It was my sister who held a super 8 sound movie camera on this expedition so this trip has both cartoon sketches and live footage that shows how beautiful this Earth is and the years we get to spend on it. As an artist I have been given the means to channel pain into something positive. 

Being a young man I had it in my mind, on this particular trip...LOL..that I hoped our friends room mates would be good looking and single. It was the middle of the night when the magical moment occurred. I was in a sleeping bag on the floor of a Flagstaff apartment when I awoke to Judy putting a blanket on me. And she was beautiful. It was an instant crush. I would spend that week getting as close as I could and it did turn romantic on our way back up the ridge of the canyon after about a week.

We spent a few magical puppy love days together before I boarded the Amtrak home and though we wrote a couple times life went on and it is just a heart filling memory. On that hike we laughed and sang, I drew, there was no real awareness of the suffering in the world...I mean there was and there wasn't but it had not gotten under my skin and into my soul yet-- as it is now. But this moment and even recent times with friends caught on video reminds me of how important it is to love and laugh and worship life.


 


It was on this trip the idea for a screenplay began to form. It was to be a western I would go on to College and write and later take to Hollywood. All part of the rollercoaster ride of my life. That western would almost make me rich and get made by big name movie stars about 7 years later. But stuff happens and that story will be told eventually also. Win or lose I took my cuts, sat in those Hollywood offices and studios and have always at least gone for it and faced fears and took on the good the bad and the ugly. I am proud of that.

I always was around music and sort of noodled on guitar but it wasn't until 1998 I bought a guitar and started writing music and recording it. The two songs I put in the soundtrack to this canyon trip were recorded in 2001 and 2009. This blog where I am able to bring together these moments, youtube, the amazing idea I can make every moment count from my dusty doodles once in a closet to the images collected along the way is a blessing beyond my wildest imagination. As an artist I have a compulsion to make every line I drew and every thought I ever had matter, so that when it is time to cross over I can know I put life on a pedestal and made an attempt to erect a shrine to the gift given to me, and hopefully leave a gift behind.

If the song is right, all we are is dust in the wind I am not so sure we would still be gazing upon ancient statues and paintings in museums depicting humankinds compulsion to do the same. I just wish everyone felt this obligation to love it so much you try and find ways to help those who aren't loving it as much. Leading by example is one way and being tough on people is another way. My gift with words does both like the Coach trying to get his favorite athlete to reach a little higher. I am trying to do that with this life we are leading. I know we can do so much better and part of making it better is having the courage to face the reasons why, however ugly and intimidating.  But the opposite is beautiful and that deserves our attention too.



Our friend Janna brought everything including the kitchen sink. When we decided to help her with her load on the way up she went and found two huge rocks she was going to bring up. We looked at her and said, are you freaking nuts? You are NOT bringing those rocks. Laugh out loud people are goofy. This is a caricature of my sister Jackie with the camera...


This is a caricature of my sister Daire.

Judy and her stupid boyfriend...



This is Shitting in the woods by Gene Kalmes.


Camping and partying on a ridge half way down.


Sleeping on the ridge. I remember waking up suddenly over and over worrying I was going to roll 
off the edge.

Caricatures of friends from the old neighborhood Mary Lou and her younger brother Bob...


Two friends I did not know who were all lovey dovey.


Shall remain nameless...



The women worked out... The men heckled...






We were watching stars move and thinking they were UFOs so the gag here is that the aliens really were using a star as a disguise... 












If you would like to read the western inspired by the Canyon hike follow this link.



The Clinton administration put the Grand Canyon up as collateral on foreign debt which is a scam on the American Republic. First they put us into debt then pay off the debt they created (not us) with our parks.




This is the video Alex Jones made 14 years ago on the takeover of our parks and America in general.
A must watch for those who don't want foreign bankers owning our country.










Good Day for a Bad Day...



Free download of this song and 27 others for your playlist...


It was turning out to be a lousy stinking Monday for Tarzan already... While swinging to work
one of the vines turned out to be attached to a large panther, and in the bush below cannibals who just toked up had the munchies... so not only would he fall 200 feet with a large angry cat on top of him
he would have to fight a band of hungry natives... all this before he got to the coffee bean tree...



Although it was March... Santa Claus had still not gotten over the ETs who laughed at him on Christmas Eve... Who were they to make fun of him and what he was driving? Arrogant Elitist little pricks...
Santa would get even... Santa always got even... 



When Blanch woke up to find Frank had left his arm around her in bed figuring
he could always sew on another one she was insulted, she was so drunk at the club she went home with that ugly freak and he scurried away like she was the ugly one? The walk of shame
to her car was a long angry one and she swore she would never drink again...
well long Island Ice Teas anyway...



The first BBQ of the spring didn't go so well... George burnt down his house and
ended up divorced from his wife who kept saying. "I told you -- I told you-- didn't I say you
were using too much lighter fluid?"  



When the witch sisters got together to make potions and cast spells it was only a
matter of time before the resentment boiled up, father's favorite, mother's
undue pressures and of course they weren't boys, they weren't
the sons their parents kept trying for... what else could they do with all that anger 
but cast spells and curses on people and become lesbians...



Monday 'bout killed me...


Call it a Monday when it isn't. It feels like one and punishes like one. It has no mercy. 



Monday morning without any warning 
is upon me like a ton of bricks...
ain't got no power, into the shower
got a week ahead of licks...
Saturday is my day to play
Sunday's my day to rest
the working week strips me of my best...
I live for Friday,
Friday does it my way...
Payday, Play day come on I say hey
Fridays are my friend, last day past day
come on go fast day
how I welcome weekend...
Tuesdays a blue day it's nothing new day, just
like all the rest, I want my day, please gimme Friday
Fridays are the best
Wednesday won't end day
When when when when's day
when will it end day
Thursday afternoon I'm yawning a boring tune
I'm tired I'm wired I wish
I'd get fired, wouldn't be a day too soon...
I want my day, please give me Friday
Friday's always in tune...

written when I was 17 on a Monday...





Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Commentary on Commentary...

Commentary on   Fulford's Radio Call on March 7 with Sean David Morton...


School Board Meeting March 20th 2012... On today's agenda is whether to teach Time Travel History a new Department of Education approved curriculum that introduces a time traveler to history, for example he appears with George Washington when crossing the Delaware and convinces him to turn back and his historical surprise attack on the British never happens and America becomes another colony of the King and 
how this scenario changes everything... sure, I understand how teaching what if scenarios in history might prove confusing to students but I for one think it would be hilarious to see what it does to future discussions on Facebook and blogs... I say let's do it... all in favor say aye...



I truly don’t want to rain on the positive aspects of what Fulford is saying but I do want to correlate it to the hundreds of years of religious teachings and billionaire memoirs and think tanks and psychological strategies to herd humanity.


The Bible, no matter what your feeling is-- is one of the many holy books, that billions of people including the elite have taken their plan from,— and if you study Satanism— they take Christianity more seriously than almost all the Jesus based religions do….


and at the Core is the belief that Jesus was the son of God…yeah yeah yeah…. Got the Sun/Son of God thing please don’t tell me …. it is not relevant whether it is true or not…. (although to suggest because previous documentation told of such stories that GOD-- if he/she/it exists is incapable of foreshadowing…. but I digress…)


The Bible tells of Satan/Lucifer’s plan to replace the idea of Jesus, God with MAN AS GOD… that the fallen angel rejected Gods plan and everything he does is a counterfeit version.






Then You have the The Rockefeller attachment to Rothschild whose domination of the 19th, 20th and this century thus far is a Corporate dictatorship with secret societies and ritual and non profit foundations that have funded such things as Lucis Trust, which all the teachings lead to the man as God scenario, where the Vatican becomes the umbrella to hundreds of new age religions that reject the historical version of Christianity and these watered down religions are cloaked in tolerance…. and this tolerance includes such things as Nambla, man boy love and other shoved down our throats ideas by old filthy rich perverts who never denied themselves any deviant behavior EVER and wants to create a world that cements THEM as dominant leaders controlling the banks and that the STATE runs every aspect of humanity…which they achieved hundreds of years ago and refine daily with new laws and prisons…


If you read the old testament it talks of men who lived hundreds of years….


Ben speaks of the idea of living hundreds of years and this concept is as Luciferian as it gets… Remember Cat monkey? Ben once told Jeff Rense with childlike excitement of a better world with genetically cross bred talking pets…

So…

Psychology….

Everything is good cop bad cop… the perfect way to herd people into the desired reaction… Satanism bad cop, Luciferianism as good cop only packaged as some sort of new age….

republican/democrat/communism/capitalism/Torah/Talmud….on and on…

Do you want those nasty satanists and war-- or do you want the age of Aquarius (Luciferianism and tolerance)

Their version of the world is what they created not what we could have created had they not mutated the world into their perverse think tanks that led us to this counterfeit version of reality…

I don’t want to write a huge dissertation here but whether Ben is aware of it or not he is being a pied piper of Luciferianism while the usual horror stars, Kissinger, Bush, Soros, Israel, Satanism are being the snarling dog herding us into that pen….

Try and imagine what freedom really is?

Can you do that?

Can you imagine if our check and balance system had really worked to protect life liberty and the pursuit of happiness….

That each day was yours? Your talents and skills weren’t regulated and permitted and stolen and blacklisted… but you and everyone you knew lived a golden rule existence without LEADERS or COPS or COURTS or militaries…

There is an elite that hung those rules on us… see this very important link for a better understanding of the insidious nature of the Bar Association and how it is essentially a hijacking of what our founders intended.

Black Market Justice

All these heroes we are seeking on the internet get traction for a reason whereas many like myself take one step forward and slide two steps back ALWAYS because the web is also controlled where the message is one that isn’t part of the plan…I know for a fact people tell me they couldn't post a comment or open my pages. It happens often. Remember computers are programmed with digits and it is just a matter of a few changes in numbers to deflect popularity or traffic. People see a million views and think it is better when the reality is those with millions of views should be questioned all the more.

The web is largely controlled by confusion... Information that is constantly contradicted and leading to culdesacs in the mind. Especially for those used to taking direction and not reasoning through a critical and analytical process.

The answer is being a detective with common sense and not just a reader…

Qui Bono… who benefits???? is the number one question…always…



In this documentary we see all sorts of hidden symbolism we all should know but we don't. The yellow brick road symbolized a gold standard and what were silver slippers in the book (Ruby in the movie only) signified that silver would be a better road to take because the metal was more plentiful and more useful. Also within the Oz books was the hidden hand of the occult whose power is in everything. See Dr. Monteith Lecture below.



Ben may be being used or some variation and maybe his answers have some validity given the scenario of the horrors presented…

But we are eternally children in a classroom waiting for the teachers to tell us to shut up, only talk when asked to talk, raise our hands, eat the intellectual slop in the books and follow that pattern into some sort of enslavement where the invisible fence that shocks you into their version of reality is money…

Courts and Cops are a black market dealing in your freedom…

We are trapped and ultimately Ben or Nesara or any of these Utopias are prettier versions of slavery…. being that YOU did not choose it…. it was chosen for you.

No I don’t know what the answer is other than understanding what I said, identifying the phony illusions as elite leaders who gained their wealth through slavery, war, murder and theft….

and perhaps taking them out.

However I don’t necessarily advocate that but walk softly and carry a big stick… stop being a drooling sycophant…. a child in an eternal classroom waiting to be dismissed by the teacher… a bell that never rings...



The problem people have is trying to end the lesson like getting homework done and turning it in. All the links I show are part of a homework assignment that does not end until you finally have that...OOHHHHHH... I get it-- moment... After that you cannot sit down and watch 30 seconds of TV without seeing the hidden hand. Until then you are a babe in the woods pretending to be a grown up.


This post alone probably won't do it and I hope the collection of posts on my blog reach you... But the information in these videos is highly significant.


THIS VIDEO….

PLEASE…

Plug in headphones and tune out everything but these 104 minutes…the first 70 really is the lecture…

Don’t let your attention deficit disorder or your kids or the phone or anything distract you from listening… you don’t have to watch just listen so his words reach your brain…

Dr. Stanley Monteith does a great job in explaining what the big picture is…and why I constantly write the same variation on the same theme… not that your understanding of me matters or is my point…

But the understanding of how it all… every single subject discussed here is tied to Luciferianism and how it is explained clearly in history by THIS LECTURER…

It really will help you not be confused by trolls or disinfo and keep your eye on the ball…

Inept Citizens Inept Jurors Inept Conscience



I think I need to have a talk with my Human Resources Department...
They had you sign our dumbass waiver right? Hell if I'm paying workman's comp
to an idiot.... 




Globalism is here and the buffoonery weaseled into positions of power didn't get there by accident. There is one thing the globalists still fear and that is the well armed populace will not go quietly into the night. Psychologically they have us on the ropes beginning to hate ourselves the way a battered housewife hates herself.

The part that pisses me off about the Chess game is they never had to rape our minds, starve billions and kill millions to create a global system, all they ever had to do was be honest and talk to all of us as adults who want what is best for everyone.

The numbers they speak of are an illusion, like a pie from Homer Simpsons wildest dreams, a pie that is huge enough for them to own the world and the moon but not big enough to keep people from eating in dumps or going to prison for stealing a slice of pizza.

These freaks want our guns-- how about-- NO... and how about instead-- offer the truth-- and a system based in truth-- and numbers we can all verify.

Given facts 99% of us understand the golden rule of fairness, there is indeed enough to go around. Agenda 21 is a control freaks con game on the gullible masses who have been brainwashed to believe that these limited options are the only answer to the boogie man of intolerance created by Hollywood and Tavistock.

People are tolerant if they don't smell a rat. People are tolerant if you don't tell them everyone else's problems are their problems when in fact cultures clash only because the hidden hand provokes it...

Always waiting to come in as this referee pretending to hold back the inevitable when in fact it is always controlled clashes edited into images of the TV set to make us fear the chaos of humanity when in fact every single day 99% of us cooperate in peaceful measure across the globe as we go about our days.




I'm tired of the con game and if the Military wants to live up to their oaths then maybe they need to read what our founders said, and understand the pecking order is the shit rolls down hill theory...

The vilification of the Second amendment is the number one priority of the mind humpers and anyone who studies these shootings knows something is foul with every one of them...For the same reason teenagers in the inner city seem to have open access to guns and all the reason to use them in a seemingly helpless void...

They think we are stupid and apparently we are.

I for one request the elite try using the truth and see what happens. Most are very cooperative when given that respect.

Good and evil exist and though I have no idea whether it is a supernatural force I do know these secret think tanks that work with black operations and psychological warfare is about the elite tricking the masses into compliance.

The 1% lording over the 99% not because the natural order took place and the lead dogs demanded the respect of the pack but because they emotionally raped the pack to the point they are whipped, their sense of self destroyed, near meat puppets.

The elite knew they had to get technology and science to a certain stage before getting rid of what they call useless eaters. They needed robotics and genetics advanced to a controllable science and control of space with weapons that can take anyone out anywhere. The idea they don't know where a suicide truck bomb came from when google maps alone proves every square inch of the planet is under video surveillance 24 and 7.

I remain stunned at how naive we are. How gullible and ready to feast on the next meal of lies.

The cabal is definitely part of the problem and for once, justice and real media coverage could go a long way to convince the masses that our so called world leaders aren't just syndicates running the neighborhood, but convincing me of that will be a lie I don't think their best liars can up with.



Ummmm... Maybe you didn't hear me.... I said you put all these parts away and I would go get 
you a soda pop and a candy bar... Let's try this again.... I am
going to go to the beach with my girlfriend when I come back I
will bring you another candy bar and soda pop okay? If your Dad fires me
it's going to be your fault....


Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Kony, Clooney and Clone...


Kony, Clooney and Clone by The Writer formally known as Benjamin Fulford…


Alas it seems the White Hat formerly known as Prince has been missing since New years Eve when he was last seen partying like it’s 1999. That night when the computers lacking the additional digits necessary to keep planes in the sky and bankers from stealing every last trillion dollar petty cash stash flipped from Midnight to 12:01 the Y2K bug not to be confused with the lubricating jelly set the present turmoil in domino falling action.
A series of events that made planes crash into buildings, buildings to fall for no good reason and a Kenyan to be elected President when really he was applying for citizenship and a job as door man at the Hawaiian Hyatt. 


However, very few knew that one minute into the year 2000 a parallel universe portal or wormhole opened up and a bunch of worms entered the new millennium who had one goal and that was to turn reality into the flies that hatched from eggs laid in Timothy Leary’s brain at the Monterrey Pop festival when Tim ate all the brown microdot confiscated by the alert first aid station headed up by Tommy and Dick Smothers who thought they were in a comedy sketch with Charro dressed as a hot latino nurse uniform with her big Latino boobies bouncing about like ah beautifulla 16 incha soffaballas……on their TV show-- because Tommy and Dick themselves had consumed what were termed yellow submarines with the recently cloned Paul McCartney who as a mirror image turned out right handed.…






the flies in their infancy took a look around Timothy Leary’s brain and decided they needed to eat their way out. Unfortunately they found themselves peering through the windows of his dilated pupils the windows of his tie dyed soul and buzzed behind his eyes like flies trapped inside a closed picture window…


Charles Manson who was talking to Timothy Leary at the time said, “dude there are flies behind your eyes…” And Timothy Leary went berserk and was later subdued by a team of special agents who had been dispatched to the pop festival to plant evidence on Jimmy Hendricks which was meant to frame him with the slaying of Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin and Lynerd Skynerd in hope of creating a series of events that would later be tied to the weather underground, the black panther party and the psychedelic dragon society a secret society of Japanese Ninjas in tie dye Kimonos who had drank the Koolaid at Woodstock. This all somehow resulted in the Helter Skelter murders, Kent State and The Partridge Family.


One particular time traveling worm called into Coast to Coast with Art Bell and explained how time travel was only as accurate as the Timex watch strapped to the arctic seals flapper who plunged into sub zero temps and was paid scale in herring for appearing in the commercial… who would later appear in an Inconvenient truth with Al Gore where the seal would be seen putting flowers on a poor drown polar bears grave. Played by Roger Clinton in a white fur coat.


The time traveling worm denied sounding like anyone in the future but cautioned us to be very careful with an event he called the Great Dinar Scam of the 21st century and asked that we instead buy his book I Was a Teenage Shapeshifter, a story about how he could turn himself into all sorts of money making identities. But the time travelers story sort of vanishes leading many to speculate he had gone back into the past to ask Edward Cayce to sign his yearbook.


At this point in time a young Benjamin Fulford was living with pygmies in the South American jungle where he had been declared King by virtue of the fact he could reach the bananas. Benjamin Fulford took this time to teach himself to read and write Japanese because he already knew how to speak Canadian. A year later he swam to Hawaii where he ate some coconuts and smoked some bodacious hooch with Kohala and Merek and then continued his swim to Japan where he was immediately given the job of the Economic Reporter for Forbes Magazine and asked to join the Teriyaki Society.


After writing an article about a Russian Dressing and revealing the secret zesty flavoring ingredient he was trapped in an elevator with these Japanese dudes who were taping a public access show in the elevator. While waiting for someone to discover them stuck in the elevator— they compared notes and realized they all thought Rockefeller was a royal pain in Japans rump only it sounded like they said a loyal pain in japans lump…since their R’s sounded like L’s…


It was shortly after this Benjamin Fulford was first cloned accidentally when he went into get his tonsils out and a nurse mislabeled his toe tag this little piggy. 13 cloning operations later he was perfect and ready to become the spokesman for the White Dragon Society who needed a Caucasian westerner fluent in japanese gibberish to star in the New Japanese TV show Broops, Breeps and Brunders.


Where each week a new trick would be played on gullible people throughout the world.
This brings us to George Clooney who after being caught in bed with Brad Pitt, George Bush Jr and Bill Clinton in the Lincoln Bedroom at the White House in 2007 by Helen Thomas who stripped naked and dove in… later caught George wearing her underpants at a charity event for invisible children where money raised was diverted to George Bush Seniors Disaster Relief Diversion Fund for a Rainy New World Order Day…


Clooney, blackmailed by pictures taken in Helen’s antisemitic dirty little mind joined the Council on Foreign Relations in hope to have foreign relations with Henry Kissinger’s harem of tent boys who kept him company when on Safari in Africa hunting invisible children with a warlord named Kony who was the Willy Wonka of Ugandan chocolate factories…


Though a bit confusing it was all part of the parallel dimension wormhole from Y2K that sought to get World War 3 back on track and save Obama’s Presidency by going to War with China initiated by a youtube video made by some naked guy who was screaming Ugandan fruit flies have laid eggs in my brain!


The White Hat formerly known as former whitehat could be reached for comment but why?




Groucho once stated, I wouldn't want to be a member of a club that would want me as a member...
When asked to join the Council on Foreign relations George Clooney well known to be a practical joker...
 said... Will I be able to play tricks on the world?  And the CFR said why do you think we want you as a member....