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World Trade Center Day…

I’ll never call it “Patriot Day”

Tell me again why Fed-gov calls September 11th “Patriot Day?”

The 19th of April (1775) should rightfully carry that badge of courage, but Fed-gov despises individuals standing up to Tyrants like those New England colonists did way back then. That date in April has a much more important Propaganda Mission now. It’s much more useful as a red-hot illustration of the might and mayhem that the FBI/ATF/etc. can rain down on little ol’ Joe-Sixpack or David-Koresh.


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“Pearl Harbor Day” (the 7th of December) should be “Patriot Day,” too

I’m betting “World Trade Center Day” was scrapped to take the attention off the (civilian) object of actual attack and the countless (civilian) victims. Have you considered the weirdness of so many things that day? Let merely the demolition-precise “collapse” of so-called Building 7 (untouched by planes or much debris) swirl in your head.

The powers-that-be can’t have Joe’s surviving sister, Suzy-Sixpack, give even a passing thought on that matter, or, or…well, she might look further.

Don’t lose your Faith

Too much thinking might cause Suzy to doubt. After doubt could come loss of Faith…and faith in her supreme leaders and their big budget Military Industrial Complex, is crucial. In a nation this large and mobile and, dare I say it, diverse, Faith in them and what they say is the most important cog in their Control-machine. They must protect her and her kind from too much Thinking.

So don’t ever wonder

What ever you do on the 11th of September, or on the 10th, 9th, or on any of the preceding or following 364 days of the year…

don’t wonder, don’t ponder, don’t ruminate on how the mighty U.S. Military Industrial Complex was completely impotent and unable to stop or at lease divert sub-sonic commercial aircraft, yet can keep you safe from any pesky “incoming!” supersonic boom-booms from the NORKS, CHICOMMS, RUSSKIES, IRAN-iacs (or other MUSLOIDS).

Don’t. Ever. Wonder.

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Never forget…what NYC firefighters heard and saw on 9-11-01

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screencap of NYC firefighters from YouTube video

I’ve waited ’til today to post this, out of respect for those families who lost innocent loved ones on September 11th, 2001. Negligence on the part of Fed-Gov agencies (from the foot-soldiers/agents up to and including their bureaucratic handlers & Admins) stripped those families of countless lifetimes of memories; stripped the living children of their parents; stripped the unborn (and now, never-to-be born) of the same relationships.

We will never know the horrors experienced by the innocents that day, in those planes and in those buildings. That alone should haunt the above noted incompetent (or thoroughly evil and corrupt) Bureaucrats. But barring a sudden attack of conscience on the part of a few whose “pay grade” was sufficient to actually have been in-the-know, we will likely never know – in our lifetimes at least – all that truly occurred that day. And considering how often such politicians and political-operatives feel such compunction, it is safe to say our posterity may be forever in the dark. It is easier for The Powerful that way. [Just saw this in my Facebook feed.]

That way we outside-the-loopers are left bantering back and forth until we are burnt out…or until we forget, because Life (or the next Dot-Gov inspired tragedy) overshadows it. When we do recall and discuss-amongst-ourselves, we’re the so called nutjobs…all for desperately trying to put disparate facts together in a “sensical” fashion. We become the Mouthpiece-media’s temporary darlings, their Conspiracy Theorists, if we dare question the narrative they are called upon (or willingly choose?) to feed us.

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But I know Reichstag fires happen “over there” and Pearl Harbors happen closer to home….so don’t even try the Nut job on me.