The Bogus Business Plot: Part 2: Smedley Butler, The Lying Quaker
The revered general who saved FDR from Wall Street takes a pounding as Josh undresses him in Part Two of his essay. Butler, like John F. Kennedy, John McCain, John Kerry and others who came to prominence via military heroism, turns out to be a paper tiger whose exploits were phony.
This link is to a rather long piece at the website Calcified Lies. The reading was, for me, difficult, and I intend to take another shot at it.It was supplied to us by [Annette and then] Inside Baseball under the Boston Marathon post below.
I was unable to find the name of the author.
The website nodisinfo.com is not listed in the blogroll on the right, nor will it be any time soon. I do not know what to make of it. I first ran across it when I began looking into the Boston Marathon Bombing hoax. It was there I first encountered clear color photos of the actors in the Marathon bombing, such as the one below.
“Kevin,” in the past has spent tedious and long hours investigating the background of celebrities. This link takes you to the first of four papers in that series. (Hint: no one gets famous on talent alone, and often enough talent is not even a requirement. Right, Damon? Affleck?
He turns his sights now on a rich vein for exploration, evangelists, faith healers, preachers. The paper is called Faith Dealers, and I hope more research follows. In this first segment he takes down a woman who held me enthralled until her highly improbable (and likely fake) death on 12/25/2015 – Dorothy M. Murdock, or Acharya S. It turns out she’s part of the peerage, just another a spook. I always found her writing tedious and over-referenced, and now I know why – it was committee work. She was just a front for another Intelligence operation.
How did they pull it off?
Bowling for Columbine
This movie helped me realize that Michael Moore, film maker, is a spook and complete fraud. I watched it many years ago, and assumed it was a plea for gun control. Only later do I understand, thanks to the good company I keep here at this blog in the other writers and commenters, that each attempt to promote gun control results in a surge in gun sales. That is probably the objective. Even if armed, the American population in its deeply ignorant state is easily managed and presents no threat to the state.
As for the movie, as I moved from scene to scene, I slowly began to understand Moore’s technique: Staged ambushes. Every scene is contrived, and every participant in the movie knows it. I have seen his other movies, and won’t see them again. But if B4C is contrived top to bottom and end to end, so too must be the others. After all, how else did Moore gain access to the mainstream if not himself a spook?
At the end of part four of this series, our heroes Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris had entered the school library. They did so at 11:29, a spook number (yet another way of writing “11” twice or “11” and “911”, which tells the entire world community of spooks, Freemasons, intelligence operatives and wealthy scions with inside connections that the event is fake.)
The scale of this event is breathtaking. As I have worked on it these past weeks I have felt over-matched. Just as with 911 itself, the amount of planning, the actors involved on low and high levels, the cooperation of the media and law enforcement is intimidating. No one will believe this. Or, as skeptics are so proud of saying, “Someone would have talked.”
The above image, Patrick Ireland being rescued by two SWAT Team members, is iconic. Ireland was hit by a shotgun blast, and suffered injuries to his head and foot. He was said to have lain unconscious for over two hours after his injury. Keep in mind that Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris had commenced their rampage at 11:19, and committed suicide within a few feet of Ireland at 12:08. Spook numbers book-ended the Columbine Massacre. (Photo credit: ABC News.)
(While Mark takes a breather, I offer, for amusement purposes only, this reminiscence of a day spent with my old man while he was still working the Hollywood beat, circa 1979. It concerns our encounter with the late Ted V Mikels, grind-house cineaste. I had hoped to post this on Father’s Day but life as I know it is not mine to control. I’ll cop to 90+% of this being “factual”. The rest is poor recall.)
GUYS AND DOLLS, ’79
Ext: wide aerial shot of downtown Los Angeles.
Cut to Grauman’s Chinese Theater exterior: Tourists and super heroes milling about, looking at the hand and footprints in the cement.
Voice over: This is the city. Los Angeles, California- Home to some of the most famous and creative talents anywhere in the world. On any given day, new hopefuls arrive from the four corners of the country, hoping to catch the eye of a producer and land a contract on their way to stardom.
Ext: Main bus terminal: A strawberry blonde girl, sixteen if a day, buoyantly hops off the Greyhound bus and is immediately followed by a swarthy looking man with a pencil thin mustache and tortoise shell glasses. Continue reading
Trying to understand the Columbine “Massacre” is like searching for a lost contact lens in a pile of manure. Every now and then I need to lift my head and breathe some air.
Yesterday’s piece, Part Three, was done just to get all of that annoying interfering extraneous material out of the way so I could move forward describing the real fake massacre. The event is so large and penetrated so deep into our consciousness that I doubt I will ever completely unravel it – too many people, too much planning and deceit from too many quarters.
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