Saturday, December 31, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Occupy-Linked Group Releases Survival Guide For Violent Revolution; Look out Rose Parade, They're Coming!
"Perhaps also of note, New York Times best selling author Michael Thomas was predicting violence on behalf of the Occupy movement in a December 26 opinion item at the Daily Beast, though there’s nothing to suggest the two developments are at all linked."
What's with those "Guy Fawkes" masks?
After appearing in internet forums, the mask was worn by participants in real-life protests and has become widespread internationally among groups protesting against politicians, banks and financial institutions, such as the "Occupy" protests.
"The mask portrays a white face with a subtle smile, a wide moustache upturned at both ends, and a thin vertical pointed beard. It is often accompanied by a black cape and a black conical hat."
ABC News: How Did Guy Fawkes Become a Symbol of Occupy Wall Street?
[Nov 5th] is Guy Fawkes Day. In Great Britain, Guy Fawkes Day — and its post-meridian counterpart, Bonfire Night — have been celebrated every Nov. 5 for centuries, since soon after Fawkes’ death in 1605.
"In the lead-up to today, a Guy Fawkes mask spawned by the 2006 movie “V for Vendetta”
has become the accessory of choice at Occupy Wall Street and similar protests around the world."
"So who was Guy Fawkes, and how did he become a symbol of protesters more than 400 years after his death?"
Occupy Pasadena Protesters Look to Ruin the Tournament of Roses New Years Day Parade
"There is a time and place for protests, the New Years Day Tournament of Roses Parade happens not to be one of them. I will say this, that if these fools mar this event in front of millions of onlookers, they will permanently seal their fate.
"How pathetic is it that cities have to pay more money by beefing up law enforcement to deal with these menaces? Pasadena police had to ramp up for Occupy the Rose Parade protesters. You know when police must ramp up for events, when there are terror concerns. You make the comparisons."
At least OWS won't need porta-potties. TW chooses neither to link to this protest site nor show their flyer, which you can see for yourself online. Consider this my personal protest against #OWS.
"But capitulate on illegal immigration, and the entire country will have the electorate of California. There will be no turning back.
"Similarly, if Obamacare isn't repealed in the next few years, it never will be."
"That leaves us with Romney and Bachmann as the candidates with the strongest, most conservative positions on illegal immigration. As wonderful as Michele Bachmann is, 2012 isn't the year to be trying to make a congresswoman the first woman president."
Obama Issues Statement Praising Fake Holiday Concocted By A Violent Felon And Black Supremacist That Liberals Love To Pretend Is Real…
"Just because Kwanzaa was made up by a racist black nationalist who was convicted of torturing two women who were part of his group “United Slaves,” because he thought they were hiding nonexistent “crystals” of poison meant to kill him, doesn’t mean it’s not a legitimate holiday, right? Or how about the fact that actual Africans have never heard of Kwanzaa? I could go on and on but I’m preaching to the choir."
Statement by the President and First Lady on Kwanzaa — WhiteHouse.gov
A look at the history of "Kwanzaa"
"Kwanzaa practitioners of 30 years ago were dashiki-wearing "cultural nationalists" who sported huge Afros or bald heads and latched onto things African with a spiritual hunger. In a humorously candid admission in 1978, Karenga said he created Kwanzaa with such Afro-centric people in mind.
" "People think it's African. But it's not. I wanted to give black people a holiday of their own. So I came up with Kwanzaa...."
"What the heck is a Kwanzaa card?"
"I don't know. Maybe they've gotten into some kind of New Age thing. They're funny like that."
"Well, don't invite them to our Christmas party. They might feel out of place."
Watch it when opposition to Obama evokes thoughts of assassination and is not countenanced by the conservative community. In other words, be on guard for the conservative equivalents of a Gabriel Range’s Death of a President — a docudrama imagining a hit on Barack Obama. Especially important is to note any positive reaction to such hatred, like a first-place award from the Toronto Film Festival.Keep reading...
|Obama’s proposed solution:|
The masses unite to control
"And with Obama, the radicals-pretending-to-be-liberals took over."....
"So let’s be non-ideological serious people. Have the Department of Education, the Department of Energy, and all of the other bureaucrats and red-tape worked or not? Was the taxpayers’ money well-spent or thrown away? Are alleged good intentions and worthy causes just covers for sophisticated corruption and theft? Patriotism was once the last refuge of scoundrels. Today, that’s been replaced by claiming to save the environment, benefit the poor and downtrodden, and impose social justice through the redistribution of wealth (i.e., gimme!)." Emphasis added.
EXCLUSIVE from Big Government blog: Ron Paul in 2009–‘I Wouldn’t Risk American Lives’ to End the Holocaust
"And the Congressman answered:"
Even today, Arabs who invade Israeli homes and knife families to death in their sleep have outspoken defenders here in this country. And, I suggest they make up the Obama base.
Since we're discussing Ron Paul...
Paul is that guy in every car pool who, as he was expounding, the other riders would look sideways at each other and try to change the subject with something like, "so how'd them Cowboys do last Sunday?"
Mike Adams is a criminology professor at the University of North Carolina Wilmington and author of Feminists Say the Darndest Things: A Politically Incorrect Professor Confronts "Womyn" On Campus.
Problems are Caused by Racial Separatism, not Immigration "That is right, a Mexican racial supremacist group significantly comprised of illegal aliens has been systematically intimidating, harassing, and murdering Americans because they object to their culture, customs, and most important, their skin color; apparently, it is the wrong shade of brown. The progressives-invented stereotype of shoeless peasants escaping oppressive poverty to fill low-paying jobs picking crops, as restaurant workers, and as nannies is clearly propaganda."
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
[Scene: A large well appointed conference room without windows. The walls are paneled and bare. In each corner various statutes of Napoleon Bonaparte. The floor is covered wall to wall brown carpet. In the center of the room is a large table with thirteen executive chairs, twelve of these chairs run the length of the long table with one chair at the head, A black man and woman walk into the room. The black man is in his mid 40s, well dressed and handsome. The woman is attractive is an understated way and dressed in a conservative business dress. The man speaks...]
Man: "Phoebe, I hope you understand that today you'll be witness to a historic meeting that will change the course of American history."
Woman: "Mr. Nightlinger, every single day working at the White House is a historical day that I in my humble little role as a speech writer for the president gets to witness."
Nightlinger: (He pulls out the chair at the head of the table and sits down. Phoebe remains standing in an almost military state of attention.) "Very soon the president of the United States will sit in this very chair and conduct the conference. Our jobs are to supervise the taking of notes and the video taping. I trust you have engaged the best and most security conscience White House staff for this morning's meeting? I want no lose lips!"
Phoebe: "Indeed, I have....with the approval of our Czar of Intelligence & Security, Mr. McKenna of the Secret Service."
Nightlinger: "Well, if McKenna approves of the staff, I have no worries...In fact. come to think of it, I've had few worries since the two of you came abroad early in the Administration. I have always said that the key to the success of any executive - be it White House Chief of Staff, or the manager of any Walmart - is his selection of the right subordinates...." (a loud buzzer stops the lecture. Nightlinger rises from the chair and wipes it unnecessarily wipes it down with his clean white suit handkerchief.)
Nightlinger: "The two minute warning has sounded. Please take your station in the control room. I don't have to tell you to keep things on track - I've never known you to make a mistake. Are you Mary Poppins? The perfect worker bee."
Phoebe: (smiling) "No, Mr. Nightlinger, I've made more mistakes than you can count on this job! But I've had the good luck to be able to correct them before you can see them. I learned this valuable lesson early in life from authoritarian & controlling U.S. Naval officer of a father who often mistook his children for his sailors. I suppose it's like learning to ride a bicycle as a kid - once you learn how you never forget."
Nightlinger: (looking very serious) "The other thing I like about is your honesty. I doubt even the president would tell me to my face that I'm a "controlling & authoritarian" person. Of course, this was the reason he wanted me to be his Chief of Staff - the SOB who keeps the troops in line for the commander-in-chief. (a Secret Service agent appears)
SS Agent: (a young fit man in his late 20s with military style authority in his voice) "This room must be secured for DOG SOLDIER immediately." (Phoebe walks quickly to the room exit and disappears)
Nightlinger: "Phoebe, have the transcript ready for me to read before you leave today."
[The conference room is slowly filled with hard faced middle aged men and women who first exchange greetings with Nightlinger standing by the door, who hands them each a document they begin to read when seated. This is clearly an agenda for the meeting. The room is silent except for the brief soft words of Nightlinger and the guests at the door. A low rattle of papers being read is heard as well. The guests do not make eye contract with one another; all attention from them is focused on the document for many long minutes. The same SS agent as before steps into the room and speaks...]
SS Agent: "Ladies and Gentlemen! All rise for the President of the United States of America!"
[A small intense man in his 30s with dark hair walks quickly into the room. First Nightlinger, then one after another of his guests begin to applaud loudly and cheer, "BRAVO! BRAVO! WELL DONE!" in unison. This is done by all except for a tall handsome grey haired man on the president's right in his 50s who rises to his feet last and only makes the motions of cheering the president, who takes notice and orders everyone to take their seats]
President: "McKenna, do I notice a lack of enthusiasm from a project that had much input from you and your Secret Service?"
McKenna: "I hate to be the skunk at a garden party, but there are too many things that can and will go wrong. The universe is simply too large! This project will involve the actions by hundreds of millions...and if there is one thing I've learned in decades of watching and reporting on my fellow Americans to the leaders of our nation is that the actions of a signal individual cannot be predicted 100%...I recall my experience with a certain Colonel Hunter..."
President: "We are not talking about the action of one man in Operation Blue Zephyr, which I agree cannot be totally predicted, but the actions of masses of people given the right signals by their leadership. This was proven by the Bolsheviks in 1917 - reduce the country to anarchy by the selective use of force and propaganda, then conduct the coup and overthrow the government."
McKenna: "I would point out the obvious that we are the government."
President: "This is the genius of the plan. Even the most hardcore of the Tea Party Movement would believe a president and his own Administration would commit suicide."
[The conversation is interrupted by a large beautiful black woman on the president's left]
Woman: May I interrupt Mr. McKenna for a moment, Mr. President? As the Minister of Propaganda for this government and long time Progressive, I must say my shop has well prepared the American public for Operation Blue Zephyr in my own "Operation Overload" during which we literally flooded the Media and Internet with lies, disinformation and rumors. The latest polls and computer models show that while upwards of 85% of Americans oppose a Socialist America, they are hopelessly confused on now to oppose a coup to overthrow the last sacred cows of white middle class democracy..."
President: "Thank you, Ms. Lopez. And let me do a shout out for the excellent work the Propaganda Ministry has done in military terms, PREPARE THE BATTLEFIELD. The concept, of course, was mine alone, but you have acted well as my agent and only improved the plan."
[The guests pound on the table briefly and "Hear, Hear, The Lady" is spoken aloud in unison except by McKenna. Lopez smiles in thanks and says a soft, "thanks."]
McKenna: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. President, and comrades in the People's struggle against capitalism. My record will indicate that I have worked all my life for The Revolution starting as a teenager. Indeed, it is my love for socialism that makes me advocate caution. The opposition has recently created "The White Rose" movement that..."
President: "You have already briefed me on The White Rose! What can they do in the little time they have left before The Revolution? A gang of pimple faced school girls and boys led by a few reactionary conservative professors at a certain Florida college, the name of which is too unimportant even for me to mention? They write idiotic emails and hold angry meetings! The SS knows their names, addresses and can arrest them any early morning at 3 a.m...The snake has many heads, but I have many snake hunters with sharp knives."
[A college professor intellectual looking elderly man raises his hand like a timid school child asking for permission to question the teacher. The presidents nods his approval]
Man: "I think there are a few latecomers to this revolutionary government who don't know I'm Soloman Horowitz - the Minister of Academia. It is true, Mr. President, that 90% of Academia is in agreement with The Revolution and will follow your lead in that direction. However, Minister McKenna does raise a valid point about "that certain southern college" known as Rollins. It is also known as the "The Harvard of the South," and has been become since the appointment of its new president, a sort of "college in exile" for politically incorrect teachers fired from other venues of educations. It was in this hot bed of insurrection against the established academic order that The White Rose was born under the professorship of Edward Danowitz, a conservative Jew..."
[Horowitz is interrupted by a loud voice that brings general laughter, including the president]
Man: "Somehow I knew a Kike was at the heart of our troubles."
Horowitz:"Mr. President I really must protest the display of Anti-Semitism by FBI Minister Sullivan! I am Jew! I am the son of a famous New York rabbi! I'm an educated man and author! I demand an immediate apology from....this...former ALTAR BOY who got sacred wine drunk on Sundays with the priests..."
[The President only smiles more broadly]
Sullivan: "Cool your jets, Moses! You're with good comrades! And I called him a "Kike" - not a Jew. I've often heard Progressive Jews like yourself denounce the little "Kikes" who only worship the golden calf of capitalism..."
Horowitz: [rising to his feet in anger and pointing a finger] "SOLOMAN is my name! Mr. President, I ask this RACIST and bully boy be removed IMMEDIATELY from your government!"
Sullivan: [A large man with ugly face now also standing] "If you're not a money loving capitalist pig, me calling you a KIKE shouldn't bother you! Mr. President, I request this cappie piggie oinker and SPY be immediately DISMISSED from your government and..."
[The small angry Horowitz races around the table to confront the equally red faced Sullivan and the two men square off for a fist fight. The room dissolves in hoots of laughter that brings tears to the eyes of the President, who is handed a tissue to wipe his eyes dry by Nightlinger.]
President: "Gentlemen! You cannot fight in THE WAR ROOM!"
[The room dissolves into more hoots of laugther]
[U/I Voice]: "The President played by Peter Sellers to the Air Force general and the Russian ambassador about to get in a fist fight over spying in The War Room scene in Dr.Strangelove."
President: "I loved that movie....Down boys! I hope everyone here knows that during the Clinton and Obama Administrations this White House basement conference room was well known as "The War Room."
President: "Who says Leftists have no sense of humor? And without the liquor, dope and dancing girls! [Stronger laughter] But enough comedic relief....On page three of the document relating to Operation Blue Zephyr, I open the floor to a brief discussion to the proposed "Night and Fog" presidential decree and..."
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
....in plain English the coded email from David Hunter read something like, “Meet Mr. Big of the vast right wing conspiracy at the penthouse on top of the Contemporary Hotel at Disney World in Orlando, Florida on the day after Christmas. Please dress in casual attire and brings lots of sun tan lotion for a week of sun, fun and plotting revolution. The tab for this working holiday will be picked up by Mr. Big.”
Mr. Big used his great wealth for many years to support conservative political candidates, right wing radio talk show greats like Rush Limbaugh and Libertarian think tanks. In the South and West, Mr. Big was very successful in political terms: The Republican majority in Congress that lasted for over ten years between 1994 and 2006 was financed by Mr. Big who channeled the funds by means of third parties while he remained deep in the background.
Interestingly, Mr. Big did not support George W. Bush in 2000 and 2004 because he considered Bush an opportunist with no core conservative values who could have just as easily ran for office as a Democrat. In this, as in many things political and business, Mr. Big was dead on target, as GWB’s big spending policies and endless compromises with the Democrats resulted in the growth of the federal government to a gigantic size never before seen in the history of the human race.
The federal government had become a leviathan by 2008. The ministers of this creature were an army of 5,000,000 bureaucrats working for regulatory agencies who spread their tentacles into all aspects of civil life in the formerly Great Republic. As if this swarm on federal agents were not enough to drive the average citizen mad with regulations and fines – An enforcement division exists of agencies like the FBI, BATF and Secret Service (feared by millions as "The SS") backed by the majesty of the federal court system to bulldoze into submission any private citizens thinking…well…patriotic thoughts like how much this “American Empire” was beginning to look like the British Empire of George III.
The Rubicon for Mr. Big was crossed with the election of Obama as president along with a majority Democrat Congress. He understood that the machinery of tyranny had already been created over a period of 70 plus years; all that was needed to end freedom in America was the election of a collectivist president like Barack Obama; a foreign ruler to his country like the great dictators of history: Napoleon Bonaparte, Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin; a ruthless man who would lead the greatest champion of liberty, and the world’s last best hope, the United States of America to ruin.
Thus Mr. Big settled on the radical idea of revolution – a Second American Revolution that would destroy the old regime root and branch – a violent uprising that would see massive destruction, famine and death in its wake, but would free America from tyranny. Some would argue that the cure was worse than the disease; Mr. Big would respond that if the patriots did not act and act soon, the evil empire of federalism would crush the lovers of liberty under the iron yoke of collectivism; that in short with the election of Obama revolution by the left had already been released against the American People, so what they did in defense of freedom was proper constitutionally and necessary even if it included a first strike against oppression.
Mr. Big was good at many things and a genius at business. Alas! He was not a revolutionist. Therefore, he asked trusted members of his staff to come up with a list of ten right wing revolutionists. When his staff produced a list of ten names, Mr. Big told them to cut it down to five. When the staff after much research gave him a list of five Americans with proper rightist revolutionary credentials, Mr. Big send it back to them with a request the five names be reduced to one name. The name they came up with was David Hunter. This met with the approval of Mr. Big who arranged a meeting with Hunter, a man of the shadows, professional revolutionist, leader of The White Rose movement, ex-con and failed presidential assassin on the run from the dread SS
The two revolutionists met high in the Rocky Mountains at a ski lodge owned by Mr. Big in the late fall. On the one side was a nearly penniless vagabond hunted by the long arm of the dread SS secret police and a multi-billionaire no one suspected of any misdeed. The details of this meeting will no doubt go down in the annals of American history like the signing of the Declaration of Independence, but the long and the short of it was that the Man and the Money had finally come together: Separate the duo was impotent against the new evil empire; together they were the authors of destruction and creation.
The Second American Revolution was born!
Where do I come in? Simple. I was recruited by Hunter. We are friends from way back. As part of the agreement made by Hunter with Mr. Big all major players in the game of revolution must be interviewed by him. This is not done for the purpose of supervision, Mr. Big has total faith in Hunter's selection of fellow revolutionaries, but rather to improve his education; after all, the nuts and bolts of revolution are not taught in any class and no owner’s manual exists with a series of steps mapped out that will bring life to the machine. No each revolution is different and unique – Once they occur the mold is thrown away.
I’m thinking these thoughts while my plane was nearing Orlando, re-reading the dog eared book I wrote on Hunter many years ago while he was a federal prisoner. I was looking for some insight that would explain the why Hunter became a revolutionist. Sam Adams, for example, very likely turned revolutionary the day the British government seized his father's business. But no such event marked the life of Hunter. In fact, he had been well rewarded with many decorations (that included the Medal of Honor), rapid promotions in the U.S. Army (At the age 26 he became Lt. Colonel) and was on the fast track to the generalship and Chairman of the Joint Chief of Staff.
Yet in 1998 David Hunter threw his future away by plotting a coup that allegedly included the assassination of President Clinton....
We break through the clouds and began a long slow circle over central Florida; a region of blue lakes bounded by a vivid bright green. In this section of Florida the water seems to be as well represented as the land and I remember this part of the state is only a few feet above conquest by the Atlantic Ocean. The leftist environmentalists claim watery Florida will sink into sea before the end of the 21st century; however, like all claims made by the leftists this one is false as well.
At last the plane begins its final approach to Orlando International Airport and as we descend I can’t help but think of Wagner’s “The Ride of Valkyrie” with myself as a sort of war god reporting his master at Valhalla. The hatch of the sky machine is popped open and along with several hundred other former inmates of the big iron bird, I walk to the tram that takes me to escalator that takes me down to the baggage area. I find my one suitcase and walk out to find transportation. The weather is perfect, but I break out in a sweat in tension while walking to the taxi stand only a few feet terminal building. The taxi driver is from Jamaica but has lived in Florida for many years and knows the Orlando, Florida area as well as he once knew Kingston, Jamaica, his hometown.
After about a 20 minute trip down I 4, we turn off on the Disney Exit. The taxi driver, Ben Stafford, according to the license displayed on the dashboard, changes his channel to talk of Disney, “Did you know Disney World has the same land area as San Francisco?” I find facts like these to be very informative, since this is my first trip here. I notice that parallel to the roadway is the monorail line where a train is running at about the same speed as our taxi. We reach the main gate and we are quickly waved through in special lane for buses and taxis. The Contemporary Hotel looms up a few minutes later – It is built in an “A” frame style with a monorail line going through what is called, "The Grand Canyon Concourse" about four stories up.
We pull up to the ground transportation entrance where I say goodbye to Ben; he of the British accent, smiling black face graced with beautiful white teeth and large hand I place a generous tip and cab fare. I march into the Contemporary to the front desk. I present my documents and I.D. to the very pretty blond receptionist who says, “I’ll contact Mr. Alexander immediately and a security host will be here shortly to escort you up to the penthouse. Would you like a drink while you wait?” I order a Tom Collins that appears in the company of a beauty queen waitress who asks with a sweet Georgia peach accent, “Could I get you'll anything else?”
I resist the obvious reply. Also, she is young enough to be my daughter.
No sooner do I down the T.C. when a 20ish handsome young man in a blue blazer introduces himself as my security guard escort to the penthouse and Mr. Big. We walk a short distance down the lobby to the elevators where the security guard uses a special key to open an elevator. While we are entering, a mother with small child in hand attempts to enter. The security guard stops her and states, “Sorry lady. This elevator is for the penthouse only.” The woman turns away but a little girl of about six years asks, “Does Mickey Mouse live there?” The security guard beams at her as if she was the most important little girl in the world and says, “No, sweet one. Mickey Mouse lives over in the Magic Kingdom. You and your mommy can visit him at his house. This is your special ticket to see him,” and hands her a ticket. The door closes and I tell him I’m impressed with his professionalism and kindness. “This is what I’m trained to do here at Disney World. We hosts are always on stage and in character.”
In seconds the elevator flies up to the penthouse. The doors open to reveal a smiling man decked out in butler attire who asks me to follow him into an ultra modern and lavishly expensive room with picture windows looking out over the Magic Kingdom. The man departs, although I don’t notice because the view of one of the world’s most famous amusement parks is awesome and leaves me short of breath. “I’ve noticed the scene before us has the same effect on most other people who have never seen the Magic Kingdom; they are speechless for a moment,” relates a voice at my back. I turn around and a very large man offers his hand, “I’m Mark Alexander. You must be Robert Melton. Hunter has told me much about you. Would you care to have a seat?"
" We’ll talk revolution.”
THE NOVEL UPDATED
Monday, December 26, 2011
Scene: Winter Park, Florida in the early evening just after a thunderstorm has cleared the air and cleaned Park Avenue, the main street. This is a beautiful, upscale town in Central Florida that could be taken on a village in Ohio were it not for the palm trees.
The camera moves up the street to focus on a middle age man with grey hair sitting at an outside table in front of Starbucks drinking coffee. The man is dressed in tourist style wearing a loud shirt, short pants and tennis shoes. He has a black backpack sitting in the chair opposite him and is giving a map of the local attractions his full attention, but on occasion looking up and down the street as if looking for someone.
A young 20 something woman with an olive complexion and dark hair walks into the Starbucks to buy a cup of coffee. She returns outside and meets the man's glance with steady brown eyes. The woman is well dressed in professional fashion and has long hair neatly tied into a pony tail. She wears no jewelry aside from a small golden “Star of David” that hangs from her neck.
The woman walks to the man's table and pulls a white rose out of her small purse and places it on the table in front of the man while looking quickly at the people drinking coffee around them to see if anyone takes note. No one does.
Hunter: “The white rose is a symbol of liberty.”
Woman: “The white rose also represents the timeless values of Western Civilization.”
Hunter: (Standing)“You must be Fanny Kaplan.”
Fanny: “At your service.You're David Hunter.” (They shake hands)
Hunter: “Please have a seat.” (He moves the backpack off the chair)
Fanny. “Mr. Hunter you've become something of a legend; I half expected not to meet anyone here this evening.”
Hunter: “Please call me David...Very likely I'm a disappointment to you. I'm very plain and common. People seldom remember my face.”
Fanny: “I never judge a book by its cover.”
Hunter: “I'm impressed by the large number of female revolutionists I'm meeting on this trip to Florida.”
Fanny: “We should let the guys have all the fun?” (She smiles briefly and her thin face is much improved) “As you are aware Mr. Bernstein couldn't make it tonight due to a family emergency.”
Hunter: “Not a problem. The money and instructions are in the backpack. Tell Bernie to destroy the instructions after reading.” (He passes the backpack to Fanny)
Fanny: “Funny how life turns out – Three years ago I was a wall flower of a conservative Jewish girl from Miami and today I'm a radical in the Jewish Defense League involved with in a conspiracy that could land me in a federal prison for the rest of my life.”
Hunter: “I'm a bit of a history buff – Didn't a Fanny Kaplan try to assassinate Lenin during the Russian Revolution?”
Fanny: “The Fanny Kaplan you're talking about was indeed one of my ancestors. She was a Social Revolutionary who tried to kill Lenin because he betrayed the revolution – Also Lenin turned out to be a raving anti-Semite. Tell me David, are you and your right wing pals anti-Semites? How many Jews get shot after your revolution?
Hunter: (Taking a sip of coffee) “My people aren't in the habit of killing our allies.”
Fanny: (Looking at him with doubt) “Mr. Bernstein thinks you and your wild bunch are good people. I respect his opinion, after all he's been a member of the JDL longer than I've been alive.”
Hunter: “Bernie and I go back a long way – He was my cellmate in the federal GULAG back in the 1990s. I believe Bernie got a three year sentence for owning automatic weapons.”
Fanny: I believe his words were to the effect that you are a Righteous Man. This is high praise for a man who has few Christian friends.”
Hunter: “Thanks for the kind words.”
Fanny: “What about the weapons?
Hunter: “Bernie will have to brief you on the details, but let your heart not be troubled – On Revolution Day your JDL chapter will be well armed and equipped.”
Fanny: “How do you know I won't take the money and run?”
Hunter: “Because Bernie is your favorite uncle who raised you and your sister and you love him. Also you're a devout Jew and stalwart supporter of Israel. Bernie talked about you quite a bit in prison. He called you Fancine..”
Fanny: "I hate that name! It's so French! I much prefer Fanny."
Hunter: "Well this ends our business this quiet evening. I have a train to catch just up the street at the AMTRAK station. (Ronbo rises and throws away his coffee cup and exits the outdoor cafe. Fanny follows his lead)
Fanny: "Do you mind if I walk with you to the train station? I have some questions."
(They walk down Park Avenue. The economic bad times are displayed even on this formerly wealthy Florida Park Avenue with about half the shops empty and locked. The rest display sale signs to invite the few customers still available.)
Hunter: "I'll be glad to answer your questions, but you may not like my answers."
Fanny: "Do you have a favorite philosopher? I'm working on my Ph.d. in philosophy at Rollins College. My favorite philosopher is Ayn Rand."
Hunter: "Dear was Ayn Rand, but dearer still is the truth."
Fanny: "Why do you say that?"
Hunter: "In ATLAS SHRUGS, Rand's greatest book, she does a very good job of playing the prophet and predicting exactly what is happening today, which is an economic and political meltdown to leading to socialism, yet she misses the fact that America was born in revolutionary war and cut its teeth in the most destructive civil war in modern history. In Rand's novel the opposition simply drops out; in reality we revolutionists will dropping in like a ton bricks on many a traitors' head."
Fanny: "True. America is in at least VERBAL revolt even as we speak - Just go into any public place and hear O'Hara being cursed to the high heavens! If the Secret Service arrested everyone who has threatened to kill O'Hara, they would need to jail about 150 million people...One more question...The Regime intends send the Jews to concentration camps.
Hunter: "I think that is a statement. Yes, they hate Jews, the religious Jews like yourself and your uncle, but since many of our American socialists are Jews. I would call them "equal opportunity tyrants" like the Communists in Russia during Stalin's time...He who is not with us is against us."
Fanny: "David...You didn't answer my question."
Hunter: "Yes, our current president's SS has already started quietly arresting key Jewish and Christian leaders. They are being sent to a closed Cold War spy base in the Aleutian Islands on Shemya. Again, I think I'm simply giving you conformation about that you already know."
Fanny: "Then we have to act before we are all arrested and can do nothing!"
Hunter: "We will act...soon."
Fanny: "The White Rose movement in Germany were all arrested in 1943 before they could make a serious move against the Nazis..."
Hunter: "I'm aware of the mistakes made our brothers and sisters in Germany. One major error was to think the Nazi regime could be destroyed by a reverse of public opinion against the Nazis by means of getting the truth out. We modern day White Rose Americans are not so idealistic to believe that public opinion alone can change things in this country. This is the reason I gave your JDL group the means of self defense against tyranny.
(They walk through a small city park to the station and the waiting train.)
Hunter: "I'll say goodbye and good luck to you Fanny Kaplan. I am curious about something - how do you square being a Jew with being an Objectivist - a follower of Randian philosophy - Ayn Rand was an atheist."
Fanny: "Simple. I'm born into the tribe of Israel and like Ayn Rand I'll always be a Jew. Like you too, David."
Hunter: "I see you have been talking to Bernie - Yes, my mother was a Jew, but I was raised in the Southern Baptist Church."
Fanny: (As steps on the train) "Say what you will, but a Jew always knows King David, and so does the Secret Service."
(The train pulls out of the station and Hunter takes a window seat on the AMTRAK for bound for Orlando. He waves at Fanny who comes to rigid military attention and gives him a hand salute that is returned. The conductor motions for David's ticket and he pulls the document out of his pocket along with The Star of David.)
TO BE CONTINUED....
THE STORY TO DATE
Sunday, December 25, 2011
The White Rose....
With its pristine appearance, the white rose has come to symbolize purity, innocence and secrecy. There are myths and legends from several different cultures relating to the origin of the first rose which is initially white in color and is then miraculously transformed. Oftentimes the pure white rose was depicted as being stained by blood, or made to blush from a kiss. The recurrence of this theme does a great deal to establish the white rose as a symbol for purity.
THE CAST OF CHARACTERS....
The main protagonists are David Hunter, Bobby Pelton, Mr. Big (Mark Alexander) and General Conway.
The character of David Hunter is a latter day Sam Adams - Father of the Revolution.
Bobby Pelton represents the American sense of adventure and fearless unconventional thinking.
Mark Alexander, a billionaire, bankrolls the revolution.
General Conway, the head of the U.S. military, would correspond to George Washington.
OUR STORY OPENS WITH DAVID HUNTER FINDING MR. BIG AND GALT'S GULCH, COLORADO....
I arrived there early in the morning after an epic road trip across much of the USA hunted by the dread Secret Service (SS). "There" being Galt's Gulch Colorado. The Rocky Mountains surround the Gulch and only a few know the narrow dangerous gravel road into the mountain fortress. After miles of white knuckle driving threading carefully around hair pin turns the driver comes to the golden dollar sign marking the entrance. The road improves from gravel to a well built four lane road...
I discovered Galt's Gulch by way of a conference with Mr. Big of the vast right wing conspiracy. I should note that Mr. Big really is a large man over six foot tall and three hundred pounds. We met years ago by way of Emails and phone conversations but this was the first time in person. Mr. Big is a man of about 55 years who was once a criminal lawyer and state judge in Colorado. The face reminds one of Sir Winston Churchill in his prime and the love of a good cigar and fine brandy reinforces that opinion.
The location picked by Mr. Big was the restaurant of a ski lodge near Aspen, Colorado. I was instructed by email to introduce myself to the manager of this establishment and ask to be directed into his presence. This was done and within minutes I was shown to his table in a private room with large picture windows with the Rocky Mountains framed above and the ski slopes below. I don't think I've been in more beautiful or expensive room in my life. I was dressed in my traveling clothes - blue jeans, sweat shirt and boots. Everyone else at this establishment was dressed to the nines, especially the staff who treated me with the respect given to a rich Saudi Prince with a limitless bank account. In marked contrast my bank reserve was down to the last hundred bucks.
I followed the manager, a man that reminded me of a young David Niven complete with an English accent, over to Mr. Big's table (I should note Mr. Big was typing something into a laptop computer and didn't see us enter) and he made the introductions, "Mr. Big, this is your friend, David Hunter. Mr. Hunter, this is Mark Alexander, who is called "Mr.Big" by his friends and enemies. Mr. Big is a former Colorado state judge, lawyer and real estate baron. Mr. Hunter this is your menu and you can select anything at no charge. I'll be back later to take your order. How about a drink now? This is our wine list. Choose anything. No charge."
"This being Colorado, I'll take a Coors beer."
"An excellent choice, sir! I'll send the waiter with a bottle immediately."
Mr. Big put away the laptop and looked at me across the table and said in an educated Western voice , "Hunter you look so damn common. You could be most men in this country of your age. I like that."
Mr. Big answered, "Because the people who count in this country want a seasoned citizen as a leader. They would suspect a young man of having personal ambition. A man of 50 something years would come across as a leader with only the best interests of the country at heart. You'll do."
"I'll do as what? I'm down to my last hundred bucks and have no job, no home and I'm on the SS arrest immediately roster. Do you have a job and a false identity in mind? Like you say, I can pretty well fit into any job."
Mr. Big looked at me with pale green cat eyes and said, "The job I have in mind for you is the organizer of a revolution to overthrow the federal government. I think you have built the best resume of anyone for the job over the last fifteen years with your difficulties with the Secret Service, prison, parole and surviving on less than nothing has served to train you as the best right wing revolutionist in the country. You have a fire in your belly! I know this from reading your blog articles and talking to you over the phone. You are like Sam Adams in the First American Revolution, the spark that will light the fire. I have vast wealth from my days as a real estate developer and a circle of friends here in Colorado with millions more all over the country, but all our wealth and power cannot do the job that needs to be done. We need you. This meeting can be the start of a Second American Revolution. What say you?"
The waiter appeared with my Coors and Mr. Big went silent. He took the cigar out of his mouth and took a gulp of his brandy. The cigar was returned and he took a deep pull on it and exhaled a cloud of smoke. I take down about half the glass of Coors, my throat suddenly dry. Mr. Big stared deep into my eyes, into my very soul.
"I agree. But only on the condition that I am, indeed, the CEO of the revolution. I don't want find out later that I have to report to some sort of committee or be overruled on any matter. If you agree and provide me with a large budget I can start a revolution, and God help us all."
Mr. Big was silent for a moment and then he began to clap his hands and said, "Bravo! Bravo!" with a big smile.
"I like your style. No hesitation. No speech. No demand for a salary and perks. Just a simple acceptance and one key condition. Yes, you will be the man. No one will second guess you; there will be no committee looking over your shoulder. The buck ends on your desk. I only ask that you provide an account for the funds expended. The funds available for 'Operation White Rose' are considerable, but not limitless..."
END PART ONE
"Where is a terrorist more apt to be found? Not these days on an airplane more likely on the interstate," said Tennessee Department of Safety & Homeland Security Commissioner Bill Gibbons.
Tuesday Tennessee was first to deploy VIPR simultaneously at five weigh stations and two bus stations across the state.
Agents are recruiting truck drivers, like Rudy Gonzales, into the First Observer Highway Security Program to say something if they see something.
"Not only truck drivers, but cars, everybody should be aware of what's going on, on the road," said Gonzales.
It's all meant to urge every driver to call authorities if they see something suspicious.
"Somebody sees something somewhere and we want them to be responsible citizens, report that and let us work it through our processes to abet the concern that they had when they saw something suspicious," said Paul Armes, TSA Federal Security Director for Nashville International Airport.
The Tennessee Highway Patrol checked trucks with drug and bomb sniffing dogs during random inspections.
"The bottom line is this: if you see something suspicious say something about it," Gibbons said Tuesday.
The random inspections really aren't any more thorough normal, according to Tennessee Highway Patrol Colonel Tracy Trott who says paying attention to details can make a difference. Trott pointed out it was an Oklahoma state trooper who stopped Timothy McVay for not having a license plate after the Oklahoma City bombing in the early 1990s.
Tuesday's statewide "VIPR" operation isn't in response to any particular threat, according to officials.
Armes said intelligence indicates law enforcement should focus on the highways as well as the airports
After being sued for allowing Christmas decorations in bus and ferry teminals, New York City imposed a ban on Christmas trees and other holiday decorations. Scott was not pleased about the ban and managed to find a way to bring the Christmas spirit to the Staten Island Ferry terminal.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
BY RON BARBOUR
Jack Idema is nearing the end of his epic run of destruction that have left in his wake dead bodies and the broken lives of countless victims. The least fortunate of these his victims are dying slow and painful deaths from the horrible disease of AIDS. This is tantamount to a death sentence Idema knowingly and willing gave to numerous innocent people.
The Roman circus days of endless Idema litigation are nearing an end as well. The main reason is lack of funds, as his once vast financial resources are almost spent to the last dollar. Idema now operates in an environment where many millions of people the all over the world know of his infamy and will not do business with him. Still others have joined together into an informal alliance named the "Enemies of Idema" (EOI) who document his crimes and alert law enforcement on Idema's activities that are updated weekly. However, there are indications that the EOI have done more than documentation and reporting criminal activities.
The number of the EOIs are large and growing daily, an international cast of Freedom Fighters who have decided enough is enough, and that Idema's command must be terminated with extreme prejudice. It is hoped this can happen by means of the legal system in either Mexico or the United States. In the event the authorities cannot or will not move against Idema, the way is clear for the ancient "law of the vendetta" to avenge his many victims.
Idema thinks he is protected in Mexico by his "Amparo" that allegedly puts him off limits from legal sanction, and his "friendship" with a corrupt Islamist Mexican Senator. The major problem here is that such protection and friendship in the anarchy that is Mexico can only be purchased at a high price for a limited time. When the money runs out, so too does the protection and the friend.
The Plan B is the "Idema Fortress" at Bacalur, Mexico that is defended by the best in electronic security systems backed up by the deadly firepower of numerous fully automatic AK-47 assault rifles. But on closer examination, the "Idema Castle" is not very secure from assault. The major weakness is the lagoon, where an assault team could easily gain access at night and enter the compound in minutes. Another weakness of the Idema home defense Plan B is the fact that the layout of compound is well known to numerous people.
When briefed on the Idema "Last Stand" defense plans, a confidential source in the U.S. Navy SEALS told this writer, "It would take a SEAL Team fifteen minutes to either arrest or kill Idema - and 14 of those minutes spent laughing at his pathetic home defense." When asked if the U.S. Government had plans to assault Idema's compound, the SEAL smiled and said, "I cannot confirm or deny the SEALs have orders from the president to take down Idema, but I will say there would be no lack of volunteers for such a mission, so hated is Idema by the special forces community for his treason in Afghanistan."
Since anyone anywhere in the world who wants Idema arrested or dead can easily discover the layout, location and weakness of his Mexican hideout and defense plans, his only real defense is the loaded pistol and attack dog he keeps at his side 24/7. One wonders how well Idema sleeps at night in a part of the world where people are often murdered for the shoes on their feet, not to mention that Roman legion of EOI earned by Idema in a life of crime, each of whom would be proud to be known as, "The Man Who Shot Jack Idema" and collect "The Idema Bounty" of book deals and movie rights based on this highly patriotic act of justice.
A brief review of the recent EOI attempts to bring "The Super Patriot" to justice should begin with the "Idema Accident" of September, 2009, which may have been an assassination attempt. In any event, Idema was nearly killed and spent many weeks in painful recovery in a dirty Third World hospital. As is well known, the best way to murder someone is by making it look like the result of being in the wrong place at the right time. One wonder if the Idema's Christmas morning of 2011 will have fatal results by him being on the receiving end of that extra special Christmas gift under the tree for a "good little boy" from the EOI of a well aimed 5.56mm hollow point round to the head?
The alleged EOI assassination wounded the wolf, but failed to put him out of action. One would have thought Third World Mexican Medicine that has a long track record of killing otherwise healthy American in border towns, who shop a deal for oral surgery and die in the dentist chair. The only upside is the cheap Mexican funeral for $49.95 that includes professional mourners at no additional charge! The only reason why the EOI think Idema survived his rendezvous with certain Mexican Medicine Gringo Death was due to the fact that he was drug addicted and full of HIV infection. This latest EOI Idema Theory, set to print here for the first time, holds that an internal bodily civil war death game where the worst injury/disease got the honor of the kill ended in a draw - So Idema survived a car accident that would have easily killed a younger and more healthy man.
The EOI avenger shadow warriors, if they exist, would have the training and experience to cause a fatal accident anywhere in the world at anytime day or night are very bad news for Idema. But not to be forgotten are the vast resources and agencies of Big Government Homeland Security: FBI, ATF, CIA, State Department and Secret Service all have very good reasons to arrest, or terminate with extreme prejudice, Idema. The only thing needed for their respective teams of special operators to swing into action and make it happen is a "Finding" from President Obama. The chief executive officer of our republic is a hardcore socialist leader who has ordered the assassination of at least one American citizen, so perhaps Comrade Obama will order Idema "to be taken out" for a "bump" upward in his approval polls?
After all, if Idema is arrested and hauled before a federal court, he will quickly turn the august federal courtroom into an Abbie Hoffman style "Chicago 7" farce with himself in the role of "The Super Patriot" the mean old traitor Obama wants to "Get" for serving his country in Afghanistan and Mexico. Thus the federal authorities may see the fast track for terrorist career ending, "killed by officers of the law while reaching for his AK-47 a.k.a Osama bin Laden" would be the best final solution of the "Idema Problem."
There is another serious problem with federal prosecution of Idema - namely, what do you do with him after the trial sends him to prison? As is well known from past experience, putting Idema in any prison is like holding a wolf by the ears.
When imprisoned for three years in the U.S. federal BOP in 1994 to 1997, Idema quickly maneuvered his way into one of the most liberal penal institutions in the country, FCI Butner in North Carolina, the federal showcase institution where high roller prisoners like Idema were allowed the free run of the institution in street clothes, after "chilling out" in their Holiday Inn style private rooms at the Maryland Unit with half bath, executive desk and electric typewriter. Based on this experience, in Afghanistan's infamous Polacharki prison from 2004 to 2007, Idema felt free to upgrade himself (on the frequent prisoner Visa card bonus points, no doubt) to a Hilton style suite of rooms complete with private room, personal secretary, personal computer and Internet access via satellite communication where he made electronic warfare on the world.
In the late spring 2007 - no doubt as a result of an unstated "Gentleman's Agreement" between Idema, the American State Department and the Government of Afghanistan - the self styled "Super Patriot" was FORCED to leave his "Asian Hilton" with its ever popular Thursday night homosexual orgy that Idema always attended, inexpensive drugs and high speed Internet connection. Of course, the mentally challenged fans of "Super Patriot" blog were most disappointed to miss the latest chapter of Jack Idema's alleged "Hunt For Bin Laden" and rants at what the cruel world had done to JACK OF AFGHANISTAN for small crimes like treason, murder, torture, kidnapping, death threats and fraud.
While the many psycho friends of Idema were teary eyed and lost when their hero dropped out of sight for many months in 2007, the EOI, who were responsible for his arrest and imprisonment in Afghanistan, were busy searching for him. It would appear "Super Patriot" Idema had turned "Super Traitor" for certain plutocrat Persian Gulf Arabs for insider information on the war being waged against Islamists in Afghanistan. Also, the endless hours of Idema filmed video sold to them a very reasonable price on his private torture prison quickly became you tube favorites for Islamists and Socialists! Finally, there was the famous 2004 conversion to Islam by Idema, where he kissed The Koran on video before a packed Afghan courtroom and said, "I am a Muslim." Thus he became the humble follower of the psychopathic Prophet Mohammad, whose resume in many ways parallels that of Idema.
Then came the news flash - Idema had surfaced in Mexico! The reason? He faced immediate arrest if he attempted to enter America by way of a sealed indictment. It would appear someone in the U.S. Homeland Security had read, "The Man Without A Country," where the protagonist, a traitor in the employment of Aaron Burr, curses the United States of America at his trial and tells the judge, "I hope to never hear of the USA again!" They say be careful what you pray for, so the judge grants his request and for the rest of his life the protagonist is a prisoner on American warships on the high seas where the officers and crew are forbidden to tell him anything about America. When the warship is to return to home port in the States, the prisoner is placed on an outward bound American warship. This goes on for decades. The prisoner finally dies an old man and patriot leaving behind a pathetic journal read by his last captain and his crude hand made American flag.
Where to go in the world when a very big "Idema Not Welcome" sign is placed on the front door to the USA? "The Super Traitor" winged to Mexico, a popular destination for Islamists and Communists with serious bribe money. Mexico, for those of you living in Rio Linda and ignorant of history, is the country where Lenin's pal Trotsky met his end with the old Stalinist-ax-to-the-head-routine. This fact was well known to the EOI and flashed in several heads, who made serious inquiries on Craig's List for "Paladin: Have Gun Will Travel" types, especially in Mexico, were anyone can be killed at reduced rates by the Mexican drug cartels with American supplied Obama Regime M-4 fully automatic assault rifles.
Alas, Idema quickly became a steady customer of the drug dealers, but told the EOI to keep checking back from time to time, as their customers often became worth more dead than alive. If this happened they informed the EOI to be more than happy to "off" Idema, along with the corrupt Leftist city administration of the nearest Mexican town at no additional charge - Say what you will about the Mexican drug rings, but they are good businessmen!
One wonder if they'd be interested in "wet" business north of the border in American cities, especially in West Coast cities like San Diego, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Portland and Seattle? The banning of plastic grocery bags by Big City Bolsheviks may have pushed patriots over the edge into assassination and revolution.
Idema still lives in 2011, albeit, in a pest hole in Mexico where the water is not safe to drink and the electric is on twelve hours per day. The upside is that he can stay AIDS thin and not very happy to his dying day in the Republic of Mexico, where the likes of Castro, Che and Trotsky had fun in the southern sun in previous decades. The downside is that the Mexicans have a bad habit of killing their former guests, especially the hated Yankee, once their money runs out. And El Jacko must be running short on the dinero as one con after another is destroyed by his EOI.
One wonders if the Mexicans gave charity to a poor, homeless gringo con man down on his luck? The Humphrey Bogart character proved they didn't in "Treasure of the Sierra Madre" when he was murder by "Gold Tooth" the Mexican bandit.
THE SHORT ENEMIES OF IDEMA (EOI) LIST WHO HOPE TO READ SOON OF HIS DEATH
*The Lawyers, Judges and Defendants that he dragged through his court dramas. These members of the Court system are exhausted by his frivolous cases performed by his minion lawyers. The jig is up and Idema can no longer get away with writing up his own cases, filing them with the pass code electronically and having them printed. All the lawyers had to do was pick them up, file, serve and appear if necessary. And the Defendants still owed money from his stupid litigation antics are extremely upset because they all knew what was going on from the start.
Idema claims to have won these cases but the reality is he's lost all except four, and still owes money to the victims he kept in court for sport. There is the new crop of people pissed off that Idema had the nerve to replace his name over Robin Moore's on "The Hunt for Bin Laden" book, and then sell it on Kindle. Robin Moore is deceased; an easy target for Idema. The lies that Idema fed Robin Moore were the reason this book was pulled off the shelves. Idema stole the money from two of the charities listed in the back of the nonfiction fictional novel. When Robin Moore finally learned of Idema's evil ways, he immediately ended all relationship with Idema.
*The Mexicans who worked for Idema at his Casa Arabi fortress and homosexual orgy center have "demands" on him for back pay that he has never paid. They are also said to be very unhappy with their slavish treatment when they did worked for him. In the words of one former Mexican worker, "Idema was pharaoh and we were his Hebrew slaves."
*The residents of Bacalar, Mexico where is Idema currently residing. They are upset over the shame he has brought upon "Pueblo Magico" that has hurt their tourism and idema's constant rants about the lack of public services have them fed up.
*The honest and patriotic members of the Mexican Army and Mexican Government who believe what Idema is a national security threat and want him gone. He is in Mexico illegally, and the government has their own problems with illegal aliens from Central America and certainly do not need a psychopath American among their people.
*The Clinica Carranza in Chetumal, which still hasn't received a cent from Idema they for saving his worthless life in the aftermath of the alleged EOI assassination attempt by car in 2009. The Chetumal and Bacalar Police Departments who are tired of all the bad publicity he brought with him. They are aware Ms. Alesi still has the charges pending against Idema for the crimes he committed against her, but cannot move against him for political reasons.
*The police in North Carolina and New York state that were duped by Idema. Family members and friends of his deceased Father, H J Idema.
Jack Idema disgraced his Father's legacy. He even made it impossible at first to even give the man a decent funeral. Idema left him on ice for two months while he was trying to figure out the best way to get the old man's money. When Idema was finally ready for the coup against his late father (all the assets were accounted for and hidden), he scheduled the memorial. During this two month period, Idema never came to pay his final respects to his dead father. It has now come to light that back in August 2008, Idema had set up a plan to have his Father beat up in his own home and make it look like a home invasion. This dastardly deed was done by thugs hired by Idema, who harassed the local police in New York state in a vain attempt to hide his involvement. Idema didn't expect his father to survive the assassination attempt, but when he did, the police were able to piece together the real deal from his testimony. When his Idema's father did eventually died from his wounds and natural causes, Idema made up a fraudulent will in conspiracy with his corrupt lawyers to have instant access to the assets without any of his creditors being paid to them what was due.
*The reporters and journalists that fell for Idema's bullshit in Afghanistan during 2001 to 2004 and ended up losing their jobs, homes, careers because of his lies.
*The coutless people who are now getting sick from AIDS that Idema knowingly and willing infected them. The gay community in Chetumal/Bacalar know about Idema and his homosexual partner Nancy intentionally infecting them.
*The many victims of Idema Internet crime like domain holder Tom B. who was registered under "Go Daddy." Tom parted ways with Idema in 2006, when he became convinced that he was pure evil and asked him to remove his name from all of Idema's criminal activities. This never happened and Idema used Tom's name as domain owner for the SAAC and Counter-Terrorism Group and Super Patriots websites. In addition, Idema continues to use Tom's signature without his permission by means of computer imaging. Idema, in order to hide his criminal projects on the Internet, has also used the name of "Michael Versace" - it is not known by the EOI at this point whether or not this is a fictional person created by Idema, or a real person he has co-opted for his own purpose.
The "Versace" persona has been used mostly for homosexual activities when Idema advertised on the Internet a Domegos, Oceans 7 Mexico, Oceans 11 Mexico, and Manhunt under user name "Chetumal 7."
MERRY CHRISTMAS FOR AN EVIL MAN
How will it end for Idema: will he receive his execution from his many enemies, or die of natural causes by way of the deadly HIV literally eating him alive? This writer cannot help but think of the movie "Murder On The Orient Express" where all the suspects took part in the murder of a very bad man, quite deserving of his untimely end. When some sunny morning in Mexico the cold body of Idema is discovered full of wounds, the Mexican police will have a list of suspects from countries all over the world who wanted Idema dead.
IDEMA DYING ALONE IN THE NIGHT AFTER A LIFE OF EVIL DEEDS
THE COMPLETE IDEMA FILE