Outing Brian Staveley

I have one household chore that generally takes well over an hour, and so like to have background noise. This morning I listened to Brian Staveley in a 9/11 video hosted by AB and Fakeologist.

I am not a good liar, and in fact decided years ago that it is better in almost all cases (except when feelings are needlessly hurt) to be honest. Consequently, I have never studied the art of lying. My first wife was a highly skilled liar, part of the reason she was able to charm me into being her mate. I still marvel at how she can tell detailed lies with seeming innocence and absolute conviction. That is what it takes to be a good liar.

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Don’t touch me, you brute!

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I was in vegetative state last night when I saw this penalty called on a Cincinnati Bengal defender. He reached out and grabbed the jersey of the offensive player, but not in a way that impeded his motion in attempting to catch an otherwise overthrown ball. It was probably just a hyperactive referee, but reminded me that officials control the game of football with their ability to call or not call anything on any play. This was ridiculous.

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Seventeen years after …

SBWell, it is the seventeenth anniversary of 9/11, so this has to be written. Please take time to review Kevin’s article below, The Sewing Circle (Loose Threads) as it is much more interesting than this will be.

It is time to talk about controlled demolition of seven buildings, two of which oddly formed the number 11 and that perhaps sat mostly empty for 33 years, of vicsims and rabbit holes, the devilishly clever misdirection of Dr. Steven Jones and Dr. Judy Woods and, of course, Jim Fetzer, who is not very clever but omnipresent in every fake event. All of that matters, and it needs to be discussed, especially on the anniversary …

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Afterthought: John Halliday outed as Paul, updated

I am using the original blog post posted in June of 2016 in order to bring it forward with all of the comments below intact. But I want to make some additions, and do some speculation. The first post was very short.

From this point forward I refer to the original Paul McCartney as Paul, and his replacement as Faul. I do not know their real names, so that will have to do.

First, I want to go back to the original photo that started me on the McCartney twins hunt. I call it the “Boat Photo.”

Boat photo with arrows

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Peculiar Plots – Intermezzo – O Gran Fogo

A short intermezzo from the peculiar plots, as I just saw this:

A large fire broke out at the Paço de São Cristóvão, which houses the 200-year-old National Museum of Brazil, in Rio de Janeiro, on September 2, 2018, at around 19:30 local time (22:30 UTC September 2). Reaction to the cultural loss was swift, as the museum held over 20 million items — Brazil’s president Michel Temer called the loss of the historical and cultural heritage “incalculable”. The cause of the fire has yet to be determined.

A large fire breaking out last night in Rio de Janeiro, hmm, let’s look at this story…

Shortly after closing on September 2, 2018, a large fire broke out, reaching all three floors of the National Museum building. Firefighters were called at 19:30 local time, arriving quickly at the scene. Despite this, the fire chief reported that the two fire hydrants closest to the museum had no water.

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Peculiar Plots – Part 1 – The Ludicrous Lusitania

As promised and mentioned in my introduction, I would like to treat 3 stories, narratives, -or rather plots- that caught my attention in recent months. The 3 peculiar plots, as I think is an appropriate title for the series, are related in a way, have similar features and were all happening in the same time frame; the early 20th century; pre-WWII.

Part 1 in this series is about the first plot, a strange story indeed, and though not as well known with the general public (especially outside of the US) as similar stories as Titanic or 9/11, it shares a lot with them.

Allegedly, in May 1915, a German submarine sank, in 18 minutes, a ship full of people, probable ammunition and according to some stories a huge amount of valuable materials on board. The story is surrounded by mystery, intrigue, “conspiracy theories” and doubt, which makes for a good case for us, truth seekers, to look into.

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Marketing 101

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The biggest scams going in the United States these days are, of course, Obamacare and Medicare D, two racketeering enterprises where health insurance and drug manufacturers first created problems that were then “solved” by the government. But set that aside. I want to focus on a minor racket, that of grocery stores forcing us to carry “loyalty” cards so that we can “save” money when we shop.

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A piece of two hearts? (2)

[Note: Comments have been turned off on this post, accidentally.]

I had an embarrassing evening, a burst of excited energy shared with others followed by “Oops!” I eagerly contacted the other writers and a couple of friends of the blog to tell them that our work on Janis Joplin had disappeared! It had not. It was just buried under many other pieces in the blog search engine.  Following some chardonnay, I realized that I was excited for two reasons – one that someone cared enough to mess with our work, as when my Magic Bulldozer piece on Dennis Washington disappeared.

But the other was that I was going to be able to do the work again. It is the kind of stuff I really enjoy, discovery using my own talent rather than relying on others, and in the Joplin case, also that of our friend Straight. This morning, headache aside, I decided that I wanted to do the work again anyway. I have fresher insight into these matters now than two years ago when the original post, “A Piece of Two Hearts?” appeared.

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St. John’s warts

Note to readers: This post was originally published in January of 2017. Now that John McCain has, we are told, died, I think it highly inappropriate to run it again.  Ergo, I am running it again, testing the patience of the overseers.

Readers here know that presidents are selected long in advance of being elected. There must exist a pool of people being groomed at any given time. But not all make it – circumstances, maybe personality traits interfere. Hillary Clinton seemed destined for that office – something interfered. We do not know what. John McCain never made the cut, and was given up as Barack Obama’s foil in 2008, his last chance that never was a chance.

Looking back over his youth, I can see why he was at one time considered to have presidential timbre – handsome and attractive to women, photogenic, of the peerage, personable, even charming. I do not know what disqualified him – his legendary temper? Maybe just bad timing. For whatever reason, John McCain was chosen, but not selected.

The article below is unaltered. I cringe at some of the photo work, but take ownership anyway. I stand by my original conclusion: John McCain was never a POW, and never went anywhere near harm’s way. He was, after all, peerage, and the son of an Admiral.

Below the fold is the original piece. Comments are left intact.

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