The Waco Massacre was the closing act of a 51-day siege took place from February 28th to April 19th, 1993. It has all the hallmarks of a psyop. I doubt anyone died, and in fact doubt that there were any people placed in the building during the 51 days except for photo ops. It was just a movie set. So I suggest there were but a few hired actors to play “survivors,” some fake jail sentences, but in reality no “Branch Davidians.” Just an empty building surrounded by frenetic activity.
Planning for an event of this nature had to have gone back years, so that I speculate that when Vernon Wayne Howell (who later changed his name to David Koresh) moved his “Branch Davidians” to the Mt. Carmel complex in 1989, it was done knowing that it would be the center of a psyop and a movie. Further, I expect that the date April 19th would be chosen knowing that two years hence another fake mass killing, the Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City, would take place on the same date.
As to the significance of the date 4/19, it was the 109th day of the year, and 109 is the 29th prime number, and that yields 11, and that is a long way to go to make a point and feels like a reach. But I’ll be damned if 11 does not pop up again and again.
Kevin Starr came across some very interesting material regarding John Brown, and since I did not wanted it buried along with the post, have brought the entire article forward.
“I was doing some of the tedious genealogical cross-referencing … when I started noticing link after link between John Brown and the Hollywood actress Jean Arthur (Mr. Deeds Goes to Town, Mr. Smith Goes to Washington.) Since Arthur’s real name was Gladys Greene, I decided to check John Brown’s wiki for that name. Voila!
By the morning of October 18 the engine house, later known asJohn Brown’s Fort, was surrounded by a company ofU.S. Marinesunder the command of First Lieutenant Israel Greene, USMC, with ColonelRobert E. Leeof the United States Army in overall command.Army First LieutenantJ.E.B. Stuartapproached under a white flag and told the raiders that their lives would be spared if they surrendered. Brown refused, saying, “No, I prefer to die here.” Stuart then gave a signal. The Marines used sledge hammers and a makeshift battering-ram to break down the engine room door. Lieutenant Israel Greene cornered Brown and struck him several times, wounding his head. In three minutes Brown and the survivors were captives.
Another alleged school shooting. Another police drill (“6 weeks ago”) according to MSM reporting. “Fire drill today” just before the alleged shooting according to MSM. How many “active shooter drills” do we need? How many coincide handsomely with mass- school-shooting stories in the MSM. Today’s number: 54 (9) – the date, and the school’s name (Stoneman Douglas) is a match. Fear!!! Order our of chaos. Create the problem; solve the problem. Repeat. More gun control legislation waiting in the wings. More Chertoff Group, LLC (founded 2009) security contracts — more active shooter drills. Repeat. Where it stops, nobody knows.
Unexpected work responsibilities have kept me from completing the series I started, but I hope to finish it soon. In the meantime, if you have a moment, ponder with me a question that has been plaguing me for years now.
If you play a prank on someone … does it matter whether they ever figure it out? I think not. So long as you’re amused yourself, what’s the difference?
In earlier days, I worked as an assistant for a big shot. He was not the most fun fellow on the planet . He was inarticulate, so one of my jobs was to write speeches for him. On one occasion, I slipped something into his text about being “the master of his domain.” He was an American who put on Continental airs, so I guessed he wouldn’t pick up on the reference. I was right. He delivered the line and remained clueless thereafter. But for the last two decades, I have been snickering about the ribald Seinfeldism I made come out of his pissy piehole. The prank was a success, despite his never catching on. Continue reading “Entr’acte—A Musical Prank?”→
Finally, I believe in science and reason – tempered by intuition – offer the only real hope for discovering answers to these baffling questions and I wholeheartedly support the Western scientific method of enquiry. I am, though, concerned that many people, including some scientists, pay lip service to this idea while thinking and acting like intellectual Stalinists.
This is just one more item to remove from the backlog, and should be very short, as I don’t feel like working today. (I have a whole bunch of Barbara Walters photos and people who are certain there were not two Walters, but three or more over the years. So I am going to do one more Walters post over the weekend to see where that leads. Where there’s smoke … )
“We have one more turn of the screw before we get back to Lennon. If you are already sitting down,you may want to lie down for this one. When Blackstone faked the death of Jackson, they didn’t really fake Jackson’s death. They faked the death of Jackson’s body double. The real Michael Jackson has been living in Abu Dhabi for many years. The guy in the news during the past decade is Jackson’s body double, who took over all public appearances after about 2001. The guy with the tiny sharp nose: that isn’t even Jackson. It is the body double who was scheduled to go on world tour and whose death was faked. It was the body double they had to whisk away in the fake ambulance and the body double they had to relocate. The real Michael Jackson had relocated long ago.”
“I get all the news I need from the weather report.” (Paul Simon)
Prior to going through the evidence regarding the body switch done with Barbara Walters in 1976, I am going to attempt to set the scene and describe the terrain on which such hoaxing takes place. Many readers know that my friend “Straight” and I worked for many months with David McGowan’s (fake death, 11/22/2015) book Weird Scenes Inside the Canyon. I contended that of the seventy or more deaths of rocks stars, actors and hangers-on described in the book, perhaps one or two might be real deaths. My reasoning was that these people were all young, so even if abusing drugs and alcohol (most of that was mere stage-setting for the fake deaths), it is unlikely they would die. Even in war zones, I told Straight, you don’t see that kind of mortality rate. Continue reading “BabaWawa, the final cut”→