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Is This Just The Beginning of Global Tyranny?
How many of you guys know that there are already more than 345,000 “FULLY ARMED” foreign troops stationed within the borders of the Continental United States?
Better yet, how many of you have given any thought as to “WHY” those mother fuckers are roaming our streets?
Here’s something for you to think about, and if you read this stuff with an open mind it’ll scare the fucking shit out of you. The http links will work in this post but I don’t know if any of the links in the articles will work or not…, that’s why I included the http shit.
http://justgetthere.us/blog/archives/Military-To-Work-With-FEMA-During-Swine-Flu-Pandemic.html OK, so you have got to copy past that fucker into your browser if you want to go to that site.
[EDITED: Duh..., I just had a blond moment there. "Click Here" instead of doing the copy\paste thingy Boo.]
Wednesday, July 29. 2009
Military To Work With FEMA During Swine Flu Pandemic
CNN report stokes fears of martial law, mandatory vaccination program
By Paul Joseph Watson
Prison Planet | According to a CNN report, the military will assist civilian authorities in the event of a significant swine flu outbreak in the U.S. this fall, stoking fears that the pandemic, which has claimed relatively few lives so far, will be used as an excuse to implement martial law and a mandatory vaccination program.
“The plan calls for military task forces to work in conjunction with the Federal Emergency Management Agency. There is no final decision on how the military effort would be manned, but one source said it would likely include personnel from all branches of the military,” states the report.
The proposal, which was drawn up by U.S. Northern Command’s Gen. Victor Renuart, is awaiting final approval from Defense Secretary Robert Gates. The first step would be to sign an “execution order” which would authorize the military to begin detailed planning on how to implement the proposal, before actual orders to deploy military personnel are given.
The amount of troops required or whether they would come from the active duty or the National Guard and Reserve forces has not yet been determined.
Northcom has been preparing for mass flu pandemics for years and indeed, Gen. Victor Renuart spoke of the threat of a flu pandemic emerging out of Mexico just weeks before it actually happened.
[That one statement is what got me to reading some of the other stuff on this site.]
Testifying back in March, Renuart said Northcom would provide “assistance in support of civil authorities” during an epidemic, adding “when requested and approved by the Secretary of Defense or directed by the President, federal military forces will contribute to federal support.” However, Renuart then added, “USNorthCom does not wait for that call to action.”
“Because Mexico is our neighbor and disasters do not respect national boundaries, we are focused on developing and improving procedures to respond to potentially catastrophic events such as pandemic influenza outbreak, mass exposure to dangerous chemicals and materials, and natural disasters,” he testified.
Northcom was only relatively recently assigned its own fighting unit – the Army’s 3rd Infantry Division’s 1st Brigade Combat Team, which had been fighting in Iraq for five years before that. As we have previously reported, the Armed Forces Press Service has initiated a propaganda campaign designed to convince the American people that deploying the 3rd Infantry Division in the United States in violation of the Posse Comitatus Act is a good thing, with images of soldiers from the brigade helping in “humanitarian” rescue missions, such as car wrecks. This is all designed to condition Americans to accept troops on the streets and highways as a part of everyday life.
The assignment of the 1st Brigade Combat Team to Northcom alarmed the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU). “This is a radical departure from separation of civilian law enforcement and military authority and could, quite possibly, represent a violation of law,” said Mike German, ACLU national security policy counsel.
The news that troops are being prepared to work with FEMA in the event of a swine flu pandemic will increase fears that the government is preparing to enforce a mandatory vaccination program – at gunpoint if necessary.
State health authorities have already confirmed that if the government were to announce a mandatory vaccination program, then there would be no exemptions whatsoever and the program could be carried out with the use of force if necessary.
As reported by CNS News earlier this month, a health-care reform bill approved by the Senate Health, Education, Labor and Pension Committee called The Affordable Health Choices Act, will fund the creation of state “intervention” teams that will carry out home visits in order to check that both children and adults have been vaccinated and also provide “provision of immunizations”.
“Home visits? What exactly is the state going to do when it sends people to “implement interventions” in private homes designed “to improve immunization coverage of children”? asks the CNS report.
There can be little doubt that many Americans will call upon their second amendment rights and resort to using force to protect themselves and their children if the government attempts to forcibly impose a mass vaccination program. This is why the assistance of military personnel may be necessary to subdue potential resistors in the event of mandatory quarantines and inoculations.
The last time the the national guard and military worked with FEMA and local law enforcement on a large scale in the United States was during Hurricane Katrina, when they aided in the confiscation of privately owned firearms of citizens, even those who lived in the high and dry areas and were unaffected by the hurricane.
http://justgetthere.us/blog/plugin/tag/martial+law
[EDITED: Duh..., yet another blond moment "Click Here" for that link.
Wednesday, August 5. 2009
Alabama County May Call In Troops To Perform Law Enforcement Duties
Another reflection of America’s decline into a Soviet-style militarized police state
By Paul Joseph Watson
Prison Planet | The implementation on martial law in America advanced a step further yesterday when the sheriff of Alabama’s most populous county said he would probably have to bring in National Guard troops to perform law enforcement duties due to budget cuts.
Plans to slash $4.1 million from the budget of Sheriff Mike Hale by Jefferson County commissioners in order to head off a municipal bankruptcy filing were approved by Circuit Judge Joseph L. Boohaker.
“A spokesman for Hale, Randy Christian, said the sheriff told Riley after the ruling that state assistance may be needed to perform basic law enforcement tasks once the department’s current funding is exhausted in early September,” reports the Associated Press.
“We will certainly be looking at calling in the National Guard,” said Christian.
Jefferson County has 640,000 residents and includes the state’s largest city, Birmingham.
Moves to replace traditional law enforcement with National Guard troops have been replicated in other parts of the country, including in Schenectady New York, where budgetary constraints were not even cited as a reason for the changeover.
After a handful of police officers were accused of assaulting citizens, Mayor Brian Stratton proposed declaring martial law and replacing the city’s entire roster of cops with National Guardsmen.
“It may be that as a stopgap measure, that you would need military forces – State Police, National Guard.” the Mayor said.
The use of military assets in civilian law enforcement is still illegal under Posse Comitatus, unless a clear state of emergency exists. The misbehavior of a few cops or the inability of a Sheriff to manage a budget cut does not constitute a state of emergency.
In this context, without the justification of an existing crisis that mandates National Guard intervention, the threat to replace police officers with troops on a whim is a sad reflection of how America is turning into a Soviet style military police state, as law enforcement increasingly shifts over to Homeland Security and Northcom controlled military assets.
Monday, August 3. 2009
Predictive Programming: TV Movie Shows Riots, Quarantines and Mass Graves For Pandemic Flu
Shit, Just click on that http thingy up there and read the whole fucking page.
[EDITED: OK, those links don't work either, so you have got to copy past that fucker into your browser if you want to go to that site.
EDITED YET AGAIN: After regaining my senses I made a couple of "click Here" thingies up there that work.]
And you don't think that any of that stuff CAN, WILL or IS happening right here in America?
Then you had better open your eyes and see the fricking politicians who are running this nation for what they actually are Boo..., every last one of those fuckers are Nazi's REGARDLESS of which political party they claim to represent.
We, the citizens of the USA, are already stuck between a rock and a hard place, and this shit is gonna be getting even worse, and in a big fucking hurry too Boo.
Keep your fowling piece well oiled and your powder dry, and keep both of those hidden from the prying eyes of the census Nazis that are soon going to be knocking on your door Boo.
♥ Wendy
Over the blog hill, I would assume, but I recently learned from another blogger that the first Internet journal appeared fifteen years ago in 1994. I have a long way to catch up.
My first entry appeared far too long for the guy who introduced me to MindSay. He had established his account as one of the one-hundred series bloggers. I was blogger number two hundred forty-two. The numbers have since vanished, but I still remember mine from when MindSay used the LiveJournal (LJ) platform. Looking back on the entry... it actually does look too long for an introduction.
But I did not care! This new "blog" space was intended just for me, and I had my small tight-knit network of two blogging friends that included this gentleman who exposed me to my six-year addiction & one of his friends. I searched for other users, and I was able to find verd & beloved Ms. Lo among us veterans. My small audience was perfect at the time. I was able to blog with unabashed solipsism free of any criticism.
After several weeks of virtual anonymity here on MindSay, waves of cliques & droves of teens flocked to my new blogging home. It was only a few years later that I would find out that MindSay really had not yet opened for business at the time that I joined. In any event, I did not know if my small tight-knit network of two blogging friends & I would fit into the new crowd.
Weeks later, my two friends left.
By this point, however, I had befriended some of these eccentric cliques, like Kynthiae, & Tennessee teens, like Hannah. The influx was something like a new generation of bloggers. These bloggers, clearly familiar with the LJ format, had amazing layouts. In fact, they had some amazing entries too. They had this journal thing down to an art, but what made MindSay special was its AIMbot tool to update & its use of channels to meet like-minded bloggers. No wonder MindSay attracted this new generation. During this era, I learned that the best communication with these new bloggers was via reply rather than by writing entries.
Maybe two years passed, and our fearless leaders, Brian & Adam, readied MindSay for a new direction. Versions 1 & 2 of MindSay utilised the LJ platform. Version 3 was MindSay's break from the established format to a new rich text editor with layout templates. Channels disappeared, and the AIMbot tool became obsolete.
So rigid was our creativity that several users left mercilessly altogether.
Focus from blogs eventually shifted to the community. How many more pictures could a user upload for a header image? No longer could we hide portions of our entries behind "cut-tags", and our user images remained frozen. Animated avatars are like a novelty these days. With this new sentiment on MindSay, in poured a new generation of bloggers like Mycki & Shiny. Instead of the edgy, young crowd from the last wave, an older, more mature crowd borne into a blogging site focused primarily on the community ultimately re-grounded me to my initial narcissistic point of blogging. The phenomenon had an opposite effect, and I retreated to my current Friends-Only blog to log all of my daily thoughts & events.
Years later, I witnessed the rise & fall of such sites as MySpace & Friendster. I joined & left Friendster years ago because one of my Grenobloise friends used it & left. I never joined the cluttered mess that was MySpace, and after several months of my friends urging me to sign up for a Facebook account, I finally gave in to the peer pressure about two months ago. I doubt I will ever join Twitter though. Facebook became my way to interact with others, and MindSay became my site to quietly vent, sometimes about the Facebook friends. Not that venting is necessarily bad under the name of Andreux, but I certainly talk about them often. Get-togethers, opinions, humourous anecdotes... all of it stored right here for six years.
But now I am seeing some bloggers talk about leaving MindSay, saying that the site is not what it used to be. What was MindSay? Was it a place for the community? Was it a stomping ground for dazzling HTML/CSS skills? Was it the small, humble site that only a few of us knew before the masses invaded with their extraordinary layouts & sophisticated groups?
MindSay for me was always what I made of it. When the teens flooded, the site was a scenester neighbourhood. When the mature crew arrived, I shaped up my blog. One of the simplest, most important lessons that I ever learned about blogging is that the author can make whatever they want of their space:
And we can bring down a site by leaving too. We can render MindSay into nothing if we make it that way.
The exodus around this place has proven to be cyclical. It is almost a necessary evil for this place to flourish again. Once every two years, the masses threaten to vanish, possibly ushering in the next generation. I never look to the next generation. They always come to me as a surprise.
We control what happens, and when the control is lost, the sentiment falls to chaos. MindSay is not dead. Six years later, I can say that MindSay is more vibrant now than my small company of four friends in the beginning. Since the first day, MindSay has gradually grown to the chatter that we see today. I do not doubt that bloggers will leave, but to say that MindSay is different, I ask what could you expect? To say that MindSay is dead is a skewed vision of what this place is now. Like a living organism, MindSay will change, and the generations will continue to surprise me.
Dear Andreux,
I hope I do you justice.
Your loving author,
Andrew
Current Mood: Proud panda
Current Music: Fragma - "Toca's Miracle"
(Yeah, some LJ things never die)
I have another memory of my mother and grandmother that will forever be a part of who I am, in spite of the clash with my firm belief in scientific methods.... it is a collection of irrational beliefs in response to situations that are surrounded in superstition. It is the lure of "magical explanations" when nothing else fits the situation. Like terrible things happening in sets of threes.... and some even more controlling ones:
If a bird hits a window and is killed- there will be a death in the family soon.
My grandmother actually believed in this so strongly that my mother believes it ultimately contributed to her own death. A bird hit the window of our house on the morning my mother was headed to the hospital for a major operation- she was having a kidney removed. My grandmother was so disturbed by this occurence and the premonition it represented to her that she "worried herself sick"~ My mom recovered, but my grandmother's health deteriorated and she ended up having a stroke and dying within a few months. I will brace myself for days after seeing a bird crash- or shake uncontrolably following a near miss with the windshield. It just happens.
If you dream something horrible and "real"- tell someone right away when you wake up to prevent it from happening.
You see, I dreamt of my father-in-law's death weeks before it happened and because I knew telling my husband about it would upset him, I didn't. It wasn't until I was herding my own toddlers at the gathering when he died suddenly and unexpectedly that I "remembered" the same scene from the dream. Deja vu extreme.... shook my world. I confided the event to my mother who said that it ran in the family.... that it had happened to her ....and that her mother told her the same thing she told me.... You can believe that I have ALWAYS told someone since then. My kids have been known to call me and let me know if they have a bad dream that involves me, as I do them,- it is our family protection strategy!
If you leave on a long trip and forget something .... do NOT go back to get it..... something horrible will happen on the trip if you do.
Interesting replacement items have had to be purchased to adhere to this fear, but an expense is worth the insurance! I will double and triple check before getting in the car to head out, knowing that I will NOT turn back once we leave.
Black cats, dropped knives and spilled salt .... minor addendums. This is a family legacy tied together in the fears and stories passed on through generations that I am both proud and embarrassed to perpetuate. It is what it is.... a part of who I am.
And the house is quiet once more... It's that old yin/yang thing: loved them here, love having the house back to ourselves again - but we miss them! My older sister's daughter, granddaughter and great granddaughter all came to visit with us. It was challenging, as we had my niece in a wheelchair, due to a difficult knee operation, her daughter and her granddaughter in a stroller everywhere we went. We got to do lots of touristing around the San Francisco Bay area, as they had never been here before. But it was a quick trip, as they all had to leave the rest of their families to visit here. My great niece had to work this weekend, also. She's a nurse. And she has 3 other children at home. While here, we visited the crookedest street in San Francisco (Lombard), the Painted Ladies, the Presidio, and of course the Golden Gate Bridge. The next day, we were in the redwoods and visited Korbel winery, plus the ocean (gale force winds and foggy). However, everywhere else, the weather really cooperated for us - high 70s every day, and very cool nights. The third day, we went down to the Spanish Mission - Solano de Sonoma, and had a delightful outdoor luncheon and drive throught the vineyards. By this time, the little one was getting tired of driving, so the following day we spent going to a playground, having lunch out, plus just playing in the backyard as we knew they would be spending the entire next day traveling. It's two hours from here to the airport, plus the wait, and the flight home with another drive to their door. We had a wonderful time, but we are ALL pooped!
Fifty years ago, at my childhood home, Nano used that rope to drop trees with the same precision that he measured samples where he worked as a biochemist. He first would cut the trunk with an old-fashioned bow saw. Then he tied a piece of branch or a few steel washers or whatever was small and weighty to a piece of long sturdy twine and threw threw it up over a branch of the tree that was being taken down. The twine was tied to the heavy rope and and pulled until the rope was over the branch and down where Nano could tie it to the tree. When the rope was in place and knotted, Nano made us all stand a safe distance away and then he tugged on the rope. The tree would sway and Nano would pull. The tree's own weight over the cut would break its resistance. The trees fell right where Nano planned.
Nano never threw anything away. When a heart attack took him abruptly from us a few years ago and the family home was put up for sale that rope was in the basement, along with lots of stuff that held no memories and a few things that did. Why I put the rope in the car I'll never know. We already had plenty of rope and anyway lumbering and such are beyond my ken. It's like a part of him is woven into the rope maybe?
The grandson needed a little help at his end of Nano's rope. He and the tree were equal opponents and neither was going to budge. One was getting tired. A gentle assist from the middle generation tipped (pardon the expression) things in his favor. The grin of triumph on his face as the rope came his way and the tree bowed, then buckled was truly priceless. The tree, btw, fell right where Nano would have placed it, but the grandson got credit for that.
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