I just couldn't resist sharing this.  I know it is very narrow in its appeal, but being a a sort-of linguist, and cryptologically-inclined, I just thought this beautiful.

From Archeology.org: Reading the Rök Runestone




Sweden’s Rök runestone bears the longest runic inscription in existence—some 760 runes divided into 28 lines—and dates to around A.D. 800. The stone’s inscription has defied attempts to understand it since the mid-nineteenth century, but now a team of researchers has developed a new interpretation that ties it to themes in Norse mythology and to a devastating sixth-century climate crisis. In this video, Henrik Williams, a runologist at Uppsala University, reads the Rök’s inscription aloud.

Remember Fauci looking directly at some camera and saying that they, the NIH did not fund G.O.F. research at the Wuhan lab ?

Wuhan is just one of many labs around the world where research on gain of function (can't do some of this stuff in the states due to laws) is carried out.

Apparently, the East Palestine derailment was not properly handled by the EPA or local authorities.  Some have conjectured the aftermath has been 'covered-up.'

From FoxBusiness.com: East Palestine resident says whistleblower is 'tip of the iceberg' for disaster response 'cover-up'
 

Ok I have two videos to share. The 1st is from last year about this time. They where crawling in and out of the angular reinforcement opening on my back window awning for a bit and made enough noise for me to notice. They are bigger than bumble bee's and carpenter bee's also. I wish i knew what they where exactly too. They are docile and non aggressive. I even wonder if they can sting?

They definitely know when you are around their holes too, they buzz at you like a reminder that they have place, but not hostile at all. 
(sorry only allowed one video in this post) please see my other video on my youtube channel called 'Bee Weird' for this 1st example)

So this is the current video, sorry I was not allowed to share both at this time.

Well this year they are boring holes in my Yard barn. So I setup a go-pro cam to see what's up? The video is crazy and their activity starts around the 4 minute mark or so and continues there on. The video is 43 minutes of weird bee fun.



I hope this post came out ok and well and hope I did it correct.

Also this is my 1st actual post here too, please be gentle on me. And thanks for looking.

Many new vehicles are "smarter" nowadays.  They are "connected" to a 'home base' NOT of your choosing. And they monitor your driving stats, collecting the data in their systems.  While there are certainly non-abusive, purely service enhancement purposes for this practice, it is being exploited another way... as a source of revenue.  Through "third-party" (you know, entities you have NO 'agreement' with) they are "selling" or "brokering" it to be bought up by insurance companies, who use it to justify rate hikes... significant rate hikes.

For the money hoarders... data is money. For the "insurance" industry... it is also money.  Profit, profit, everywhere...

From NYPost.com: Your car is secretly spying on you and driving your insurance rates through the roof: report
and
From ArsTechnica: Connected cars’ illegal data collection and use now on FTC’s “radar”

There are 'issues' here that transcend commerce... especially since it involves a foundational aspect of human rights; privacy.  

Still.... using the "smart" features of driving apps embedded in your vehicle are subject to "user agreements" which often couch references to "third-party" access to it.  Often characterized as benign, it shows that they have no compunctions about the idea that the data belongs to them, not the driver... thus they can use it... and 'sell' it.
 

Aloha everyone!
Stands on shore and waves hi! 

Its nice to see so many friends and familiar names.
Time to join in the fun, so here I am.

You may know me, I burnt my ships along time ago.
I always love a good conspiracy, and a mysterious story.

So, glad I am here and thanks to all of you who made
this place happen, and thanks for the invitation!

-->insert dancing banana here<--

Thought we could talk about gardening of all forms here.
Some of you know, I do a big garden every year.  I can everything.  I love it all.

So, I am trying a few new things this year and have already found one major problem.  I have most all my seed stuff in, and some of it, like the peas, are already sprouting.
My carrots, I make the rows mounded.  Had the seeds in.  Then 2 of my "newer" chickens, decided those mounds looked like fun, and completely destroyed half of both rows.  I have a 3 foot fence up, and absolutely NONE of my older chickens have ever done this.  I don't know if Isa browns are just jerks, or its just these ladies.
So, I ordered a bunch of cheap pinwheels to tie to the fence.  That is tonight's job, I'm hoping it scares them.

Most all of my seeds started in the house are nice sized plants, ready to go in the garden.
Pumpkins, cukes, watermelon, tomatoes.
I am doing more leafy items like spinich, lettuce and kale this year.  
The last few years, I have been researching plant medicine as well, and have expanded my herb garden, and will need a row in the big garden as well.

Love it or hate it, I am also growing cannabis again.  Started 6 from feminized seeds ordered online.  4 Sativa and 2 Indica.  All are ready for the ground but 1 that I am nursing along.  Love making my own tincture.

One thing I've learned over the years, is that when canning, it is easier to grow a whole lot one year, than growing a little of everything every year.  Like my corn.  I won't be growing it this year.  Don't need to.   Grew 1/3 of the garden with it last year, and got 60 pints.  2 years worth for us.  
Plus it is good for the ground, to change up what your planting in it and where.

With the cost of everything, including food being so high, thought it might be a good idea to share what we know, and help anyone who would like to grow, but may not know how.
You don't need a lot of land.  Containers work great on a deck or sunny window.  And my goodness!  The difference in the taste of a homegrown tomato, compared to store bought?  Amazing.

So, gardeners, of whatever plants, share your knowledge.  What are you growing this year?  New to it?  Ask and see if we can help!

Hello, just another ATS guy here, I was on ATS since 2006.
After the hack where all the users got reset I never logged back in, I would just read.
I saw today that the forum may be going bye bye. Not sure if it will or not.

But its good to know theres another place to go.

For all my commonwealth friends….
Firstly I’m not excluding anyone else, Americans and otherwise…

So, wtsf is with the new official portrait of King Charles??
It looks like the evil painting of the bad guy from Ghostbusters!

It looks like he’s awash in blood, with a small semblance of humanity (the butterfly alighting upon his shoulder) and a somewhat serious and piercing gaze.

Perhaps it’s just me, but I find it disturbing af.

Btw, I’m still a moron that can’t figure out how to post a picture, etc. even after being walked through it…

Anyone want to chip in?

I see a correlation between the portrait and colonialism and its affects.

But that’s just my 2 cents.

Tecate

I’m sure I can’t be the only one who has turned to ATS the last decade or so for information finding?  For example, I’ve been on a binge of trying to figure out autoimmune, food, water, environment, Govt involvement, general disease issues for a while now and just a few days ago found a treasure trove of information on ATS going back to possibly one of ATS early days.   

     All the old posts about cryptids or 9/11 or shootings that had posts that you could follow AS it was happening……..

    Does anyone know how to preserve old ATS stuff if it’s even possible?     

Finding solid information is getting harder and harder, and I absolutely refuse to use mass media.    

I remember finding a site from a link on ATS that had obscure information that I haven’t been able to find again and Google for sure won’t show it.


  What resources does everyone use?   I actually made a post on ATS about how people gather their information and didn’t really get any solid resources.

In this video a candidate for Governor has already threatened to throw people who were running against him in to jail. That's what is the prompting for this video. 


Now this is just a situation in Washington State, but we are also seeing this exact behavior being pushed by other Trotskyists in office not to mention members from both sides of the political spectrum. Even the Biden Administration has recently denied access to voice recording for a Congressional Investigation. As this video series continues, I'll post them here for people to watch or listen to. I know a lot of us don't like the issue of politics being discussed, but sometimes the elephant in the room does need to be talked about in order to get others to realize that the elephant is real and not "just in their heads". 

By exposing these people, we both reduce their desire to be so embolden about their actions and publicly shame them into leaving public service. We should not just talk about these issues amongst ourselves here but should also use what is brought here to start discussions away from the internet. 

How do the community here feel about this?

Here's a fun YouTube hole topic for me.



Of course we can explain it, but what fun is "they made it up?"

I like these, they are constructed like creepy pastas and have an urban lore feel. And it's fun to consider what they could be.

Assuming these things aren't made up, and people are going temporarily through time, what is causing these temporal disturbances, and why do they go both directions?

I'm not one for this singular linear determinism thing. The skips into the future seem as impossible as beating the uncertainty principle.

I have often wondered if apparitions are temporal. I don't discount anyone's experience, and believe people are seeing things, but what they are seeing may be like the Shining. The fracturing or imprint upon time even.

Where little Danny still sees the Slaughtered Twins of The Corn as they appeared at that traumatic event, timestamped in the hallway.

And because of this temporal disturbance the place withalways have an unconscious psychic draw and be prone to endlessly cycling paranormal phenomenon.

All that is so much more fun then, "They made it up, you're stupid and gullible."

Considering the U.S. Navy hasn't got the best track record when it comes to releasing official UFO/USO documents there's some interesting reading below about how an unexplained UFO incident over the Pacific Ocean sparked an official investigation by the Office of Naval Intelligence in 1952...the contents of which are still classified.

The incident occurred over the area of ocean between the islands of Guam and Hawaii and involved the aircrews of two separate Navy aircraft witnessing two 'disc shaped' objects which 'circled' their aircraft twice and departed to the East at an approximate speed of 1500 to 2000 mph - on board the aircraft was Admiral Arthur Radford and Naval Secretary Dan Kimball who later convened a conference with the Chief of the Naval Research Admiral Calvin Bolster about making a full investigation of all Navy and Marine UFO reports.

There's more details and newspaper articles about the UFO incident and subsequent investigation below, Project 1947's Jan Aldrich also raises some extremely important points about the complete lack of declassified US Naval UFO documents and undisclosed O.N.I. UFO investigations.


Incident:

Quote:Admiral Radford & Navy Sec. Kimball Planes Buzzed

Navy Secretary Dan Kimball was flying to Hawaii when two disc-shaped craft streaked in toward his Navy executive plane. There is no doubt that it it actually happened. In December of 2006 Dan Wilson located an article found in the Blue Book files and Jean Waskiewicz produced a transcript of that article, which can be found at the bottom of this directory.

Quote:"Their speed was amazing," he told me later, in Washington. "My pilots estimated it between fifteen hundred and two thousand miles an hour. The objects circled us twice and then took off, heading east. There was another Navy plane behind us, with Admiral Arthur Radford on board. The distance was about fifty miles. I had my senior pilot radio a report on the sighting. In almost no time Radford's chief pilot called back, really excited. The UFOs were now circling their plane---they'd covered the fifty miles in less than two minutes. In a few seconds the pilot told us they'd left the plane and raced up out of sight."

Aftermath:

Quote:After landing, Secretary Kimball had a report radioed to the AF, since it was officially in charge of the UFO investigation. When he returned to Washington he had an aide ask the AF what action had been taken. He was informed it was against orders to discuss case analyses, even with witnesses who made the reports. In regard to other Navy & Marine Corps reports ...on checking, found that the Air Force had insisted on getting all copies of reports, without even a preliminary Navy investigation. As in his own case, the AF had refused to answer any questions about these sightings, except for a few that were already known to the press, which it later tried to debunk.
As soon as he learned this, Secretary Kimball had a conference with Rear Admiral Calvin Bolster, Chief of the Naval Research. He wanted ONR to make a full investigation of all Navy and Marine reports from then on and also try to get duplicate reports from witnesses in unexplained earlier cases. And this was to be kept separate from the Air Force Project Blue Book

NICAP Case Directory

Quote:THE CABINET MEMBER told his story to an audience of Navy officers and air cadets a couple of weeks ago at the Naval Air Station in Pensacola. He may have expected it would stop there, but since he made no such request and since nothing was said about his remarks being off the record, I'll take the liberty of repeating his report.On a recent flight across the Pacific, he said, he was flying at night from Pearl Harbor to Guam. Another plane, with additional members of his party, was trailing several miles behind on the same course.

Kimball stressed the fact that he has the utmost faith and confidence in the pilot who was with him that night, a pilot who has flown him for thousands of miles over a period of years.

Somewhere out over the dark Pacific, he said, the pilot came back to the cabin visibly excited and reported that a flying saucer had appeared out of nowhere, had flown abeam the secretary’s plane for some distance, and had just raced ahead and shot up into the sky and out of sight. He and the co-pilot had both watched the phenomenon, he said. He asked if he should radio a report of the incident to Pearl Harbor.

Kimball advised him not to pointing out that Pearl Harbor probably wouldn’t believe the story. Instead, the secretary suggested sending a message to the plane astern and ordering them to keep a sharp lookout for any unusual sights.IN A MATTER OF MINUTES, the second plane radioed excited­ly that a flying saucer had just come down and flown alongside the wing tip, then had shot ahead and vanished into the sky.

Shakespeare had it right; “There are stranger things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

Link

Quote:“Operation UFO: The Official Truth about Flying Saucers”, 22 November 1953
(The Milwaukee Sentinel)


The author of the article is Captain Walter Karig, Special Deputy to Chief of Information, U.S. Navy.

This newspaper article discusses the UFO scene as of 1953.

Quote from the article: “Dan Kimball, then Secretary of the Navy, was convinced that “flying saucers” are not figments of the imagination after a UFO buzzed his airplane during a trans-Pacific flight.”

Newspaper article (Link Now Deleted). :(

Curious if y'all have a plan regarding political discussions for this site.

Some love it.  Some hate it. 

or...maybe it's buried somewhere and I simply missed it.  

A fear of mine is that the "other" site will truly disappear and DI will see an influx of new members who bring their poison with them

Jeremy is the first person I’ve heard talking about this.

DEI is becoming too known and people are pushing back.

So they take that name down and call it bridge - SSDD.

Bridge website

Layla was pregnant and I had all kinds of concerns ! Would our offspring be healthy and able to reproduce or would they end up like some kind of earthly Mule ?

Was it going to be a boy or a girl ? How did Layla keep this from me ?

She was 2 months pregnant and I had no idea ! Geez you could have told me anything, before I would have believed she could become pregnant and I would not know !

In a typical Layla calm and totally feminine way she just reassured me all was OK and everything would be as it should be. Her only question for me was deciding if we should have a boy or a girl or both ?

“What, you can have twins” ?

She just smiled and let me know she could have a litter if we wanted to !

“Good gosh almighty” !

All my life I have avoided the consequences of a pregnancy just for a brief moment of pleasure, yet now, I was going to be a Daddy !

Layla told me that there would be a new addition to Tiki. The addition would consist of a vat of growth fluid in a sealed container. Once the addition was ready Layla would have Tiki place her developing fetus (s) in to the vat and we could watch our child develop and grow.

After I got my breath back and some form of sanity returned to my shocked system I managed to let her know I loved her more than life itself and whatever she wanted would be fine with me... (I hoped ?)

A short time later there were two little blobs of fishy things that did not look human in the growing vat Tiki had provided. When these blobs were fully developed and able to survive outside the vat there would be a female and a male baby.

“Amazing for I never expected to be a Daddy ! I suppose I am lucky Layla did not decide to produce a litter of the little buggers err/twins ” !

OK now that was settled we decided to return to a near by USSB base and transfer our children to a more secure environment.

We had been doing flag ops on several different worlds and I must admit it really was allot of fun. The last world had propeller driven aircraft which they used for transportation and war. I basically scared the crap out of some of their bomber and fighter aircraft pilots .. This was a safe world for us to play with for at this level of their technology they could not interfere with Tiki and her ability to protect us in flight.

Since becoming an expecting father something changed in me ? I had always figured the odds and trusted science and my abilities to get me through “whatever” but now..... I felt the weight of being a real 'no kidding' daddy and I think I did not know how to handle it. Layla picked up on this immediately and got a firm grip on the tip of my left ear and as she twisted she made me promise to consult the MAIN for the future of our lives and our children. She can be very physically persuasive at times, ouch!

I do not know why I am so hesitant to bother the MAIN ? Sometimes I am to independent for my own good as I am reminded of frecquently. I suppose it comes from earth and watching some cashier at a checkout stand who can not figure out how to make change without the cash register telling them the proper amount to give back.

OK. Our little twins will be able to reproduce the old fashioned way when the time comes. The Falongsaid and Earthlings actually come from the same genetic stock and have not diverged or been separated by time to such an extent that interbreeding by copulation is outside of the norm. Little had I known at the beginning of our relationship there was a 100% chance that Layla could become pregnant by me.

I had never liked what pregnancy did to some Earthly females with the stretch marks and their breast reduction which ended up looking more like pancakes or two fried eggs over time. With this method of reproduction Layla looked and felt the same as she always had; which I adored and in truth was thankful for.

At 7 months in the growing vat the twins became more than a bunch of cells just splitting and growing to survive. At 14 months the twins were released from the birthing vat and sent to what most would consider a physical and learning vat. By the age of two they were released and joined us.

With Layla and myself being USSB mentalist we spent everyday communicating and psychically holding our children while they were in the physical and learning vat. When the twins were finally released they came running naked across the room and basically smothered both of us with kisses and exclamations of a young persons excited talk ! Their vocabulary was about the level of an 8 or 9 year old on earth that was raised the old fashioned way.

My heart almost melted with the bond and love I felt for these two kids. I told Layla I wanted to name the girl Ding and the boy Dong; that way when we said, “Ding Dong come here” they would respond..You should have seen Layla's face when I suggested Ding Dong for names; priceless !.. I was joking !! At least I thought it was funny ! Layla almost rolled her eyes as she looked dead pan at me.

OK so Layla would not go with Ding and Dong so we decided on Sky for the Boy and Fhaa for the girl. They liked their names which was important to both Layla and myself so their names were registered that very day.

As Layla and I were psychically and mentally pair bonded our twins became all part of that bonding except they were not psychic (no Chip). We could feel them as far as happiness or sadness and even read their minds plus we could psychically place thoughts in their heads by staring and concentrating but it was a one way street at this phase of their development. These poor kids would never be able to get one over on mom and dad and knowing Layla it is probably for the best they did not even try !

Other things were going on with USSB while we were trying to provide the best possible outcome for our twins growth.

The mapping Droids from one of the extra dimensions had picked up several intrusions into our present dimension and all intel at USSB MAIN was indicating their would be a major incursion into our dimension in a not to distant a future. The extra-dimensional droids were from the so called Shabock dimension and were coming to our side of this multiverse in the hundreds of thousands. These were not just mapping droids but intel droids that were spying on just about everything in our dimension that displayed sentient behavior..

It was decided that we needed to do a little more than just send mapping droids to the Shabock dimension. So we to started sending more capable droids to take a 'look see'.

It did not go well!

Out of the first hundred droids we sent, communication was lost shortly after their arrival into the Shabock dimension.

So..... we sent some seriously high tech droids that could cloak their whereabouts and due to their metaphysical structure change and look like any other space rock.. These Droids were able to report on what was actually going on in the Shabock dimension and, it was not pretty.

For as long as I can remember there have been legends of the downfall of races who had created some form of A.I. that had caused their own destruction.

When I first became aware of USSB that thought figured prominently on my list of possible bad things that might be in my future but it was not long before I realized that USSB was not so much A.I. as it was a rather large group of sentient races all able to communicate and reason together via the USSB network. The A.I. of USSB was a means of collating and sorting the billions of feed back bits of information and then relaying the information to the intended receiver.

In the Shabock dimension the creation of artificial self replicating intelligence had been the down fall of their creators. Once this intelligence became self aware all biological sentient beings were just in the way of this intelligence and its' exponential expansion. The creators had tried to pull the plug on their creation but it was to late, plus, this A.I. Intelligence figuratively got pissed to the point of considering all Sentients to be a danger to its' very existence. Plug pullers one and all so they must die!

“NOT GOOD”!

Once USSB analyzed our Droids information it was decided to send one ship that was outfitted to protect itself from the weapons our droids had detected the Shabock A.I. Used. This was an unmanned ship except for a few cloned grays (no true Sentients aboard) that would be directly controlled by USSB MAIN. The ship was one of our smaller triangles that was close to 200 feet long. Nothing special except for its' defenses.
I was concerned that USSB might get some nefarious virus from making contact with the Shabock A.I. But I was assured that was an impossibility. I did not like the sound of that but who am I to raise a ruckus ?

The ship departed and was attacked within the first few moments of it's arrival into the Shabock dimension.. The hostile A.I. was everywhere in the Shabock dimension. Really not to hard to understand when you consider the exponential growth of such an intelligence which over the millennium had nothing to stand in its' way of reproduction and conquest of its host galaxy and universal dimension.

We were able to watch the mission via the onboard sensors of our Shabock bound USSB ship and to me it looked like an earthly bleeding Capybara being attacked by a huge swarm of piranha in some Amazonian river. Actually now that I think about it the visual effect was like a horde of Zembee maggots on Fartele 3 attacking some forest dweller for supper; not pretty !

The USSB ship by using several of its' tractor beam nodes ripped the first swarm of attack droids to pieces in the blinking of an eye. Then only moments later, three rather large ugly ships appeared and tried using cutter beams on our USSB ship. We had expected this and as their beams touched our force field a huge feed back loop was initiated and these ships blew out their cutter nodes. They then retreated but our USSB ship followed and when they were in the proper position our ship materialized an antimatter torpedo that detonated right in the middle of their loose formation. Needless to say the were vaporized.

It got rather peaceful after that.

USSB MAIN knew where the old home star cluster for this Shabock intelligence originated but as indicated before this A.I. was now everywhere. We needed to communicate with one of its' droids but up to this point they had all been dead set on destroying our ship. We could have just captured one of their droids in our dimension but we needed to insure our very own droid intel was correct about their weapons and the response to our arrival into their Shabock dimensional universe.

Once the 3 big uglies had been destroyed our ship returned to pick up some of the bits and pieces of the attack droids. These pieces were scanned and analyzed for possible self destruct mechanisms and communication relays and when we found what we were looking for the pieces were tractor beamed aboard.

The little Grays onboard the USSB ship were busy beavers going through the junk and assembling this and that until they created what they needed. This new creation was then released back into the Shabock dimension as our USSB ship phased back into our own dimension.

This entire operation lasted less than two hours of Tiki ship time.

Within the next few sleep cycles all the Shabock droids in our dimension either became inert or returned to the Shabock dimension.

Now that is the way to fight a war !

Upon completion of the newly made droid from the pieces of the dismembered Shabock attack droids USSB had simply transferred our own version of a virus with some of the rules that govern USSB A.I. Then our newly made Shabock droid had dutifully gone about its' business transmitting and infecting one then all A.I. In the Shabock dimension.

My whole concern about USSB getting some virus from the Shabock A.I. was misdirected, misinformed, and just plain wrong.


It was to late to save the billions of sentient life forms this A.I. had destroyed but at least it would not be starting the same process in one of our own dimensional back yards. On a more positive note the entire Shabock dimension was a place USSB could expand into and seed sentient life forms with even the help and assets of the once evil A.I. that had previously ruled and destroyed approximately 500 billion Sentient races in Galaxies with trillions of stars with planets, For us to seed Shabock with sentient life was a mission USSB was quite good at if we could only muster the assets to send there.

Same old me, “I like happy endings”.

Also I got to thinking about Layla and family going into the Shabock and doing some of the seeding ourselves. Hummm ?
 

Handguns


I've owned a variety of these over the past couple decades from .22s to .44s. The .22s might be fun for some target practicing at the range, a gravel pit, or anytime you're out driving and fairly certain you've landed yourself in the middle of nowhere, and I've only done the latter once or twice ensuring that I have a decent backstop. It's a fairly brief event and after a few rounds it's like "Okay, I think we should hop in the car now and get the hell out of here.".

I had a Ruger 9mm for a while, but didn't really care for it because at any distance more than a few yards the groups start to spread out considerably, and I later concluded that was due to the short barrel length which for me would put that firearm or any other like it in a category of strictly self-defense. The Taurus Judge was the same, but that particular firearm would take .45 Colt or .410 shotgun shells so the barrel wasn't rifled which isn't much good for accuracy at a distance either.

These days I'm at the extremes with a S & W .22 and a Ruger .44 Super Blackhawk Hunter. You can probably get away with using the .22 without a headset but with the .44 the headset absolutely needs to go anywhere the gun goes. I accidently fired a .44 at the range one day without a headset, and I'm pretty certain I won't be making that mistake again, but on the other hand, I let a marine fire off a few rounds with a S & W 629 Classic I had(Dirty Harry gun), and he declined the headset saying that "his ears were trained". Whatever that means - crazy.

I'd like to ditch the .44 though and go back to a .357. I keep the .44 in the car with me for self-defense, but I do think it's a bit much. I did go to a local gunshop looking for a trade but most of what they had looked pretty used so I opted out. Some of these used handguns not only just look used but have probably had the piss fired out of them, so it's not a bad idea to check the cylinder(if there is one) for excessive play. If you try and wiggle it and it moves then "move" on to something else. I'm not exactly sure what the allowable play should be in a measurement, but if I had to guess then maybe a millimeter or less.

Quote:The Blonde Golfer

A father, son and grandson went to the country club for their weekly round of golf.

Just as they reached the first tee, a beautiful young blonde woman carrying her bag of clubs approached them.

She explained that the member who brought her to the club for a round of golf had an emergency that called him away and asked the trio whether she could join them.

Naturally, the guys all agreed.

Smiling, the blonde thanked them and said, "Look, fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you want to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear, tell off-colour stories or do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go ahead. But I enjoy playing golf, and consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my shots."

With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive first.
All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent to place her ball on the tee.

She then took her driver and hit the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of the green.

The father's mouth was agape. "That was beautiful," he said.

The blonde put her driver away and said, "I really didn't get into it, and I faded it a little."

After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots, the blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball within five feet of the hole. (She was closest to the pin.)

The son said, "Damn, lady, you played that perfectly."
The blonde frowned and said, "It was a little weak, but even an easy seven would have been too much club. I've left a tricky little putt."
She then tapped in the five-footer for a birdie.

Having the honours, she drove first on the second hole, knocked the heck out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smack in the middle of the fairway.

For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less on every hole.

When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under par, and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par.

She turned to the three guys and said, "I really want to thank you all for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 on this course. If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole, I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 35-year-old Single Malt Mill Scotch in him, fix him a steak dinner and then show him a very good time the rest of the night."
The yuppie son jumped at the thought!

He strolled across the green, carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally said, "Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over that little hump and break right into the cup."

The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb. "Don't listen to the kid, darling'. You want to hit it softly 10 inches to the right and let it run left down that little hogback, so it falls into the cup."

The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball, picked it up and handed it to her and said, "That's a gimme, sweetheart."

The blonde smiled and said, "Your car or mine?"

REMEMBER . . .

OLD AGE AND TREACHERY WILL OVERCOME YOUTH AND SKILL EVERY TIME!

The meeting was being held off world aboard one of the Deloy diplomatic research ships. A shuttle provided by the Deloy had been dispatched to Earth's Easter Island to retrieve 160 leaders and Reps of Earth's various country's fractured governmental representatives. 192 representatives had been invited to attend but 32 governments (both large and small) for various reasons, had declined to participate. As the meeting would be filmed they felt it was unnecessary to attend so most of their resources were being used to suppress the information of the meeting being held and even greater attempts were being used to block any information reaching their populations via the internet or what passed as a news broadcast in their societies.

There were attempted leaks but they were quickly silenced as the leaks were claimed to be nothing but fringe unpatriotic conspiracy nut jobs spreading misinformation who were arrested to never be seen again. Totalitarian and religious regimes did not want to let the information out to their populations that their regimes were not the center of enlighten governmental rule ordained by their worshiped God's representative or their duly appointed people's committee of designed leaders.

The fear was once the comforting fantasy of mankind's uniqueness in the universe was proven wrong, all hell could break lose on some closed minded earth society.

The Deloy were pleased that 160 representatives of Earth had agreed to this meeting for they knew ignorance and superstition was a universal trait among primitive sentient beings ?

As the shuttle approached the Deloy diplomatic research ship the view screens which lined the shuttle's interior showed a 3D outside view of the surrounding space and the approaching Deloy ship. As the Deloy ship came into view their were grasps of surprise by most of those who could not believe the size and beauty of this huge ship.

During their journey to the Deloy ship they had not once noticed a lack of gravity or even felt any sense of movement during the shuttles journey to a position in Sol's solar system called a "Lagrange point" where ships and satellites maintained a equal fixed distance from Earth; the only sense of movement had been furnished by the 3D view screens as earth rapidly receded. From the take off from Easter Island via the shuttle to the Deloy exploration and diplomatic ship the trip had taken exactly 24 earth minutes once everyone was onboard and the shuttles side opening re-materialized closed.

There was not even a slight bump as the shuttle settled down and the entire side of the shuttle de-materialized to show the interior of the hanger bay which had 7 other shuttles of the same make and model as the one they had arrived upon already inside. There were 10 other round shuttles and 10 wedge shaped smaller ships ranging in size from an estimated 60 to 100 meters in size and width in the bay with room to spare.

There were Black, Brown, White, and Asia representatives aboard the shuttle and they each saw a being which looked like a person from their own race standing before the shuttle's now open entrance . There was only one being but each representative saw this being as someone looking like a regal someone from their own society. Everyone heard in their heads from the being speaking in a pleasant voice, in their own native language, to please exit the shuttle and follow them. Some of the shuttle's governmental representatives became aware there was only one person standing before them. Those who knew were stunned at this further display of magic technology the Deloy had at their disposal. 

All 160 Representatives exited and fell into an orderly mob to follow behind this being that was real to the eyes yet ….?

One of the earth representative was thinking to himself that at least they had not all been turned into fertilizer or some kind of food pellets but then a voice came back into his head saying, “Your paranoia, passion, and devotion is what we like about your humanoid race” at which point he tried to not think such dark thoughts.

The laws of physics and biology are the same throughout the universe yet earthlings had not even scratched the surface or the depths of what was truly possible.


The End
Hey it is a short story !! hahahah

P.S. The meeting was filmed but those who did not attend learned nothing as there were no spoken words for the ear to hear.

We had 18 battle ships and 40 support cruisers on a routine patrol just outside the orbit of Neptune. We had been expecting a routine patrol and a hasty return to Mars base for a little R&R and a good Christmas celebration as it was that time of year back on Earth; an old tradition that some still clung to..

That had been the plan until 3 unknown ships appeared less that 2 million clicks from our formation. We started broadcasting on all available frequencies to these strange ships asking for their identities and and purpose of the visit.

Their answer was to target our support cruisers with energy beams and sub-light missiles which ended up destroying 19 of our ships in less time than it would take to strap into our combat station chairs. Our shields were up and at full power yet the beams and missiles had cut though the support cruiser's shields like they were naked with no shields at all..

"Target those three ships with our 500 megaton missiles; put 4 missiles on each of those ships!"

A moment later there was a slight vibration as all 12 missiles left the tubes of our battle ship. Our other 17 Battle ships had also fired their 500 megaton missiles as well. The three unknown ships were able to destroy many of our missiles with their particle beams yet almost 50% of the 216 our fleet had fired struck their targets.

If you have never seen a 500 megaton nuclear device go off in space it is something that there really are no words for ... now figure over 100 missiles impacting and exploding !

Or view screens had automatically dimmed to protect our computer stations and our eyes when the fleets 500 megaton missiles detonated. When the screens came back up to full view the three ships which had attacked us were nothing more than three fading decreasing balls of plasma and gas .

I made a frequency wide broadcast, " Merry Christmas M.F.s" which was maybe not in the spirit of Christmas joy but I really wanted to kill more of the bastards...... as you can imagine M.F. did not mean "my friend."

Each of our 19 ships which had been destroyed carried a crew of 70 dedicated personnel which had a passion for their jobs and the Space Fleet's mission. We were all passionate and dedicated to our jobs yet with the loss of the 19 support Cruisers (which had personnel I had known for years) there was a void and blackness in my very soul that wanted to burst forth in a rage I have never felt before.

This loss of our Cruisers left me with an inner hate that would not be quelled, come Christmas or Hell's high water.

There would be no reunion with families and no Merry Christmas for way to many of my Space Force friends and their families..

2.5 years later the story continues:

Over the last two and a half years we had tried to capture at least one of the Vader ships with no luck. (The Invaders name, or those who kept attacking Earth's Space force had been shorten to “Vaders” as it rolled off the tongue better, especially when cussing. )

The R&D labs on both Mars and Earth had come up with a few things they believed would assist in the capture of a Vader ship and if they were correct it would be a major victory for us as we knew nothing about why the Vaders kept coming and attacking us. We had dropped many of our missile war heads down from 500 megatons to as little as 75 KT however it always took three consecutive hits by those missiles to bring down a Vader ships shields but, once the shields failed, the Vader ships always did a spectacular self destruct leaving nothing but a haze of cooling molecules floating in space.

So far we had been lucky as only three Vader ships came almost like clock work every six standard Earth months however the most recent attack had consisted of 4 ships; the battle had been brutal as the Vaders had done something to their shields to increase the field strength, thus the 75 KT missiles had little or no effect on destroying one of the Vader ship's shields.

The six month time frame of their attacks presented us with a major puzzle as there were no stars or solar systems in range we could reach at our max speed of 10% speed of light travel. To attain that speed or even faster was not the problem; the problem was not having your ship turn into a Swiss cheese fire ball as it struck some of the 10,000,000 (10 Million) various atoms in a cubic meter of the supposedly empty vacuum of space that existed in our solar system. Even in interstellar space, depending on the area, there was anywhere between 1000 and 100,000 atoms within a cubic meter of space. With anything over 10% light speed and our current shield technology if you hit a pee size chuck of rock it would be like setting off a large hydrogen Bomb upon your shields. Our present shields were good but they could not hold up to that type of bombardment and besides how could we avoid or detect a hydrogen molecule or dust moat with our current sensors ?

Just 5 more years and a few billion credits and we would have better shields or so the big boys kept saying......... As we of the fleet continued to die.

The Puzzle Palace folks kept saying in just 20 'more' years and a few trillion credits 'more' their pardners at the research labs would be able to invent a true warp drive (something they had been promising for the last 120 years); it was always more more more credits with that bunch IMO.

The latest failed plan was to use 3 missiles with 100 Megaton Neutron war heads to kill everything living on a Vader Ship, then board and take over said ship and all it contained for our research and defense purposes. Unfortunately 40 such missiles had been used in the last engagement yet the Vaders continued to fight on as they seemed totally unaffected by the Neutron missiles. We had lost 23 various Space Force ships and crew in that engagement before our battle ships got into position and opened up with their 500 MT missiles and put an end to that crap, right there, right then !

Hopefully that brings everyone up to date as we set out on our latest grand plan.

Our new grand plan endeavor was to use our 4 new EMP cannons which had been installed on the just completed battleship Zeus. Each cannon was capable of firing a pulsed burst of concentrated EMP waves at a rate of 3 burst per second. The cannons had their own Fusion matter drives and there were 4 drives on the Zeus or one drive per cannon. The Zeus was 'one of a kind' and there was much speculation and prayers ridding on the Zeus being able to stop a Vader ship in its tracks. When someone said that I always wanted to say “What tracks !”

The plan was to use 115 kT missiles to weaken a Vader ship's shield and then hit the weaken spot on the shield with the Zeus's EMP cannons.

Great plan until you try to figure out where the Vaders will appear next in our rather large solar system. The Puzzle Palace boys and girls after studying the previous battles had noticed the Vader ships always approached a spot in space within 8 million klicks of a trajectory from which they had first arrived so, we installed everything but the kitchen sink as far as sensors for 60 million klicks either side of their estimated arrival point in space.

The Zeus and its accompanying battle fleet of 128 ships spent five months going to the point in space waiting for the next attack from the Vader ships. We were lucky the fleet had arrived a standard Earth month early because instead of a 6 month semi-scheduled attack the Vaders arrived early with 8 of their black ships. It took two 24 hour earth standard days for the ships to come into weapons range and this time the Earth Space Force fleet did not pussy foot around but opened fire with over 1000 500 MT missiles on 7 of the Vader ships which were destroyed quickly even though their defensive fire had managed to destroy a large percentage of the inbound missiles. The 8th Vader ship was left to Zeus's fleet and the EMP cannons along with the 115 KT missiles. The Zeus opened up with 3 missiles which did not weaken the Vader ship's shield like had been expected so another 3 missiles were sent to impact in the same area. Understand while this was going on with the Zeus over 128 Battle cruisers were also firing their particle beam weapons and Lasers at the Vader ship which drew fire away from the Zeus. As the next 3 missiles struck, the sensors on the Zeus indicated that the Vader shield had a small area where the shield was down to an estimated 17% of its surrounding strength; evidently one or more of the Vader Black ship's shield emitters had been damaged. At that point Captain Striker commanded all 4 EMP cannons to fire on that degraded spot of the Vader ships shield and “continue firing until something happens !”

The Zeus and Captain Striker did not have to wait long as the black ship went from firing multiple energy beams and missiles to completely dark. No power emanated from anyplace on the black Vader ship that the sensors on the Zeus could detect. The “Cease fire” command was almost drowned out by the cheers from those who made up the command crew of Zeus's Bridge as they saw the effect of the EMP cannon's work on the Vader's black ship.


The Zeus and all the attending ships were ordered back as everyone knew the Black Devil Vader ships had a propensity to blow up on their own accord so it now became a deadly game of “wait, hope, and see.”

Every 4 earth standard hours the Zeus was ordered to hit the Vader ship once again with a full spread of the EMP cannons as no one wanted to take any chances with the Black devil ship once again coming back to life . This continued around the clock for the next 16 earth standard hours as the Vader ship just drifted with no power emanating from it's large dark hulk.
4 shuttles each with a flight crew of two, 60 armed Marines, and two research engineer scientist who specialized in ship construction were dispatched to gain entry into the Vader ship. Gaining entry was the easy part once they found a door to a loading bay. Their plasma cutting torches with some difficulty managed to cut a 4 by 8 foot hole in the door after about an hour of tedious work. The cutting team expected a huge decompression of the loading bay compartment but there was no escaping atmosphere of any kind once a hole was punched through the thick door.

The first Space Force Marine squad entered the created opening with weapons raised and ready for a fight but there was nothing, just the blackness of a dead ship.

I will not bore you with the details but will just give you the high points of what was found on the captured Vader ship.

(1) There were no biological life forms on the ship as the ship itself was an A.I. Critter/creation.
(2) All ship wide maintenance was conducted by various sized droids who were multi tasked to perform different duties and repair work. There were 2 emergency battery powered 5 KT nuclear destructive devices that out EMP cannons had stopped from activating and blowing the black ship into a fading glowing cloud of plasma.
(3) What we would consider a command center/Bridge was nothing more than a bank of core processors which were fed information by all the sensors and Droids of the ship.
(4) The command center was about the size of a small walk in closet you might find on Earth.
(5) It took almost one Earth standard year (and three new Vader attacks) before we finally got the black ship back to Earth for our scientist to figure out the coding and language that the Black Ship's A.I. used.
(6) When we were finally able to communicate and decipher the Vader mission statement..... What we found from this A.I. was despicable and disturbing, yet explained much.
(7) Their sole mission was to destroy any Sentient life they found in the universe. Their reasoning was simple computer logic as their creators who had given them their version of life had tried to destroy them; therefore all Sentient life bad..... A.I. Good.
(8) The Vaders had fought and destroyed 53 Sentient species in the last 1000 years of their travels. If you were a plant or a dumb lizard they left you alone. However if you made fire you were to smart or would become to smart to exist in their now claimed galaxy.
(9) This particular Vader ship had come from one of the 69 mother ships which traveled the galaxy. Each of the mother ships could and usually did manufacture 3 of the black ships every 4 to 5 earth standard months depending on the resources their Vader mining droids could acquire .

(10) We were the first species the Vaders had encountered advanced enough to fight back and survive so consequently, we Humans had become a priority for elimination.

It was the 4th of July and I was supposed to meet a new girl I really had the hots for, an guide her to my lake cabin. We had been semi dating, when our schedules permitted, over the last couple of months so I was really happy we finally got a chance for a few days to be together. She was a Flight Attendant for the Airline I worked for and we had met on a long international flight with several layovers. The whole crew had gone out to eat on one of the layovers in Paris and for some reason we seemed to be seated directly across from each other..

The 'some reason' was due to my devilish plans I assure you. During that night and over the next few days of the trip we got to know each other. She had actually traded positions with the first class flight attendant so she could provide what little service there was to the pit (flight deck).

Just random thoughts of my first seeing her as I packed the fishing gear and brought two AR-15s along with a couple of pistols to shoot. Lisa had said she shot her father's guns before and really liked the thrill of shooting. So, I figured between fishing and shooting, if things did not work out for the bedroom, at least we would have something to do for a couple of days.

I arrived at the gas station I had told her to meet me at and as luck would have it she pulled in right beside me. After the normal greetings and insuring she did not want anything from the limited offerings of the food court at the gas station we departed in two cars for the cabin. Two cars; a form of insurance for the both of us just in case either one of us got tired of each others company.

Actually we had a wonderful time for the next few days and I was really thinking, “Finally someone who was both smart and fun to be with without being girly weird”.

Our vacation and camping trip was at an end so it was agreed after repacking the cars at the cabin that Lisa and I would go to a real restaurant about 10 miles away and enjoy a meal that someone else would have to prepare for us.

My Lake Cabin was in a valley where there was usually no cell phone coverage so I suppose that is why once I cleared the high mountain pass, my phone went crazy with notifications of missed calls and messages pending!

The first message I looked at just said, “We have been invaded and martial law has been declared”!

Well, that got my attention, so I turned on my hazard flashing lights and pulled to the side of the road. Lisa stopped directly behind me and in my rear view mirror I could see she was studying her cell phone too.

I read several of the messages and they all basically said the same thing. There had been some Alien star ship arrive in the wide open spaces of Arizona close to Area 51 and Groom lake. The first government assets to arrive at the location had reportedly been destroyed with no survivors !

So much for friendly Aliens and singing songs around a camp fire in some type of galactic brotherhood pow wow, no ?

As I was calling a friend of mine by the name of John, Lisa opened the passenger side door of my car and took a seat next to me with her own cell phone in hand.

I placed my cell phone on 'speaker phone' so she could hear the conversation.

Lisa joining me made me feel better just by her presence. She was smart enough to listen attentively and remain quiet even though her eyes were wide and looked almost scared”.

“John what to heck is going on”?

“Hey, where have you been I've been calling you for two days”!

“Lisa and I were at the cabin by the lake”.

“Oh, OK, that explains it. Man the crapola has hit the fan big time”!

There was a slight pause for effect and then John continued. “Little and his family were visiting their in-laws when the ship's arrival was announced. They then returned home to find their house occupied by police and DHS which informed them their house was now commandeered as a command center..... they would need to go to camp Evens for shelter during this national crisis. Everyone is being told to go to the closest camp where they will be cared for or to shelter in place until authorities can come for them. Little told me all this before he arrived at Evans and now it seems like his cell phone is off...... I can't raise him”.

John continued, “I went back to my city condo only to find the street blocked off by a bunch of guys in black battle rattle carrying ARs and backed up by Armored Personnel Carriers. I was also told, go to camp Evens. Christ man, they gave me a map and everything......They even offered to have someone ride with me if I wanted ! I lied and told them I had actually worked on the camps construction and was very familiar with its' location; so there would be no need for a ride along. They bought the story and I am now holed up with Roger, Mark, Sam, and Bob in the club house on the golf course. Everyone’s family, except for Bobs, are here with us”.

“Bob's wife and kids took a plane to see her parents in Texas and can not get back for all domestic flights are grounded..... His wife and kids are being told to go to Camp Hershel. Around Ft. Hood..... This is some weird # man....... On all the news stations there are only 'emergency broadcast' saying go to some local camp until the government can figure out what to do”.

“Why didn't you guys go to a camp John”?

“We were going to until I caught the video of the ship. The news reports that were shown at first showed a really big, maybe 5 miles across, ship sitting low above the desert as some of our military arrived at the location. There was a flash and the video went dead. They then showed a video from a chopper which was supposedly taken during the attack. The chopper video went blank during the flash and when the camera came back on you could see the Alien ship and several blackened burned out vehicles not a 1/4 mile from the ship”.

“Jay I am telling you now that film and the attack was fake”!

“Fake, how do you know”?

“I was the chopper pilot who filmed those vehicles used in the invasion news report while I was in Iraq.......... It was Roger my front seater and I who attacked and destroyed those vehicles on highway One! They just did CGI for the ship and spliced my gun camera footage to make their story believable”!

“John are you sure”?

“Absolutely man ! Those were ISIS I caught with U.S. Military equipment not 20 clicks from Baghdad and that film is my BDA gun camera footage of the event”!

“OK John you guys need to move now ! If this is the long awaited false flag event everyone has felt was over due, NSA already knows where you guys are. If you can get to our float plane and stay low you know where we will be..... I will try and contact you tomorrow around 12 noon for a quicky update”.

As I hung up Lisa looked at me and said, “I had fun at the cabin and there are plenty of fish in the lake so it won't be like we are going to starve now will it? We will just have to do Steak and a Baked potato another day”.

“ Ya Know, I can't think of anyone I would rather be with than you” I replied, as I tried to sound cool, calm, and collected.

I then added,“Thanks Lisa for not going off the deep end.”

She giggled and said,“My daddy was special forces and I was a military brat so I know when to lose it and when to hold it; most of the time”!

“ Military Brat ! No wonder you can shoot like some Ace of the Base” !

She just smiled back at me for acknowledging her marksmanship; which I had already done several times over these last two days..
“Since it looks like we will be at the cabin for awhile, there is something I did not tell you before...... from the front right corner of the cabin if you walk 90 paces or about 90 yards, parallel to the front of the house there is a well hidden cellar where I have been storing survival food and stuff for the last 10 years. You and I could probably survive at the cabin for the rest of our natural lives barring any type of serious illness”.

I continued, “Hopefully this will all be sorted out before we have to find out just how long vacuum sealed and dehydrated food stuff really last”.

“Wow Jay, aren't you just full of surprises,” she mused....

We returned to the cabin and unpacked our stuff and then went fishing after I showed her the cellar. She was nicely impressed by the sound of her “wow”, for the cellar was 40' by 25' with a 12 foot ceiling. Crates of ammo and food were stacked from floor to ceiling with no space wasted. She just looked at me and commented, “Well aren't you the big pack rat of these here mountains”. I just shrugged and smiled.. trying not to think of all the work that had gone into the making of this (bunker) cellar that had six feet of dirt over its' steel reenforced concrete ceiling. The cellar had not been a half assed project I assure you.

I never considered myself one of the so called Preppers. I was just a guy who had money and time to do things I thought were prudent because of all the things going on in the world and America in particular.

The cabin was great because it was deeply isolated in a lake filled valley but reception for normal radio signals or cellphones was hit and miss at the best of times, or just not available. I never had bothered with a television or a satellite dish for there were always fun things to do or something to work on when I flew or drove to the cabin for a few days.

While fishing I was thinking about the no news and the reception situation so decided I needed to do something about it.

I had purchased a short wave radio a couple of years ago and stored it in the cellar so I figured it was time to get it out and see what we could pick up on the airwaves. It was a receive only radio but at least if there were transmissions we should be able to pick something up if I tied a piece of a long wire to its' short existing antenna. I strung the wire up and around a few tall trees without falling and killing myself and then went for the radio.

The radio was retrieved and was plugged into the generator via a long extension cord but all we could pick up initially were broken and faint emergency broadcast. Finally after hunting around the frequencies and a few slight antenna adjustments I came across one recording of a guy calling all Colorado Oath Keepers to, “Exercise plan 4”. The message was just an 'auto repeat' recording yet even so, as I listened, the signal stopped in mid sentence. I went back to some of the prior frequencies that were broadcasting before and they were all dead now. Someone or something must have pulled the electric plug on everyone ?

The next day I tried to call John at the mountain pass but the cellphones had no signal.

About a month later a familiar float plane landed on our small 4 mile lake. Lisa and I ran down to the dock armed while hoping it would be a friendly face we would see. As the plane taxied closer to the dock I could see someone had used the plane for target practice for it had 27 holes that I could count from stem to stern. The radial engine was shut down and with the wind and existing speed the craft coasted (at a speed of slightly less than a big bump) towards our dock which extended for 20 feet into the water.. The forward entry door opened and a figure exited to stand on one of the pontoons; we could see it was sure enough, John!

John tossed a line to us and we were able to pull the aircraft gently next to the dock and secure it to the moorings.

As he stepped off the pontoon and onto the dock John looked like he had lost at least 20 pounds. He was never fat but he looked gaunt and older than I remember him form just a couple of months ago.

Since we were both part owners of the DHC-2 Beaver my first remark was, “Well I hope they shot the crap out of your half and left mine alone”!

He just broke up laughing as he said, “Sorry Jay, I think they got both of us”.

It was a tired nervous laugh which Lisa picked up on, so she invited us to go to the cabin for a nice hot cup of coffee.

After we were seated and Lisa was with us, coffee and all, John started on what had transpired in the American world we once knew.

The current president only had 6 months remaining in his second term of office. (How that guy ever got elected for two terms was beyond all three of us ?)
Since becoming president over 100 million Americans were unemployed as thousands of companies closed their doors to open overseas or just shut down where they stood. In the mean time, millions of uneducated illegal people crossed the borders coming to America and the government welcomed them by providing food stamps, education, and even help in finding jobs. Any attempt to stem the flow of this mass of people by the border states was met by Lawsuits from Washington's D.O.J. along with 'cease and desist' orders by federal judges.

The cover story for martial law had been some hostile Alien ship had landed and was sending out scout ships to attack our cities and some random military basses. There had been some city suburbs almost totally destroyed such as South Chicago and parts of Newark N.J. while others had gone unscathed like Houston and the Dallas Ft. Worth Metroplex.. DHS and other law enforcement agencies had been evacuating small towns and sending everyone to various named camps which were actually the so called Fema camps that many people refused to believe existed. Once you were in a designated camp no one ever heard from you again unless you were one of the chosen few selected to survive.

All cellphones and most of the electricity for the entire nation was out except for the FEMA camps, because they generated their own power.

The lights at the camps attracted people like moths to a flame on a dark night.

John and a few friends had staked out camp Evans for three days and had estimated over one million people had been admitted through the gates. Other than the smoke from the generators the camp was totally quiet. No people outside, except for some guys in SWAT or military attire. Furthermore, there were no kids playing on the swing sets and slides during the day even though the weather had been really nice.

One night John and Bob had gone in close to the wire fence to see what they could find out. The group of people who had been admitted that day were all passed out in the receiving hall evidently for uniformed people were loading bodies onto a flat bed truck at least two hundred at a time. The bodies were stacked like cord wood. The loaded truck would then drive the short distance to the power plant and while it unloaded the bodies, another truck was being filled with more bodies from the receiving hall. From their vantage point they could see some female bodies being separated from the main group to be stripped, fondled, and gawked at, or worse by some of the Unloaders; John almost threw up.

Upon seeing a little of this operation both of them knew they were in well over their heads so they backed off and departed to a more secure observation post.

The next day they saw 12 belt loaders being delivered to the camp. John and Bob figured the guys loading the bodies had protested about all the work and no doubt Belt loaders would work much better than all the lifting of bodies onto trucks. The whole process had been laborious and not a very efficient way of moving so many bodies.

Bob and John with most of the Golf course group had joined up with an element of the Colorado Oath Keepers which had formed an armed Militia; they had been on the run and trying to survive ever since.

John had later survived an ambush that was set by DHS so he had decided to try and fly out of his private lake home in the Beaver. During takeoff someone opened up with small arms fire and ventilated the bird with some unneeded holes while barely missing John in the process.

To further reinforce the evil that was being done to the American people, John had only seen citizens killed by our own people who were working for DHS or some other sick law enforcement agency of this so called government. He was at wits end for there was no place to run. No Power, no communication, no food, roving bands of idiots with guns wanting whatever you had to stay alive and out of the camps..... this was the general rule of conduct in the new America he had observed and experienced first hand.

John had seen a family of 4 gunned down in broad daylight in the middle of main street as he was rummaging around for supplies in a closed coffee shop !

It was DHS personnel who had shot these four people for they were seen to come out of the Dairy Queen they were holed up in to kick the bodies and see if anyone was still alive. As John covertly watched a third man came out from the Dairy Queen and appeared to be upset that the 4 had been shot. One of the two who had probably done the original shooting just walked behind this new guy and blew his brains out with an AR chambered in 5.56 using some of the millions of hollow points rounds DHS had been buying over the last few years..

As John was beginning on another part of his story we all heard what I knew to be the roar of mini gun firing. We charged the door to see what was up just in time to see the Beaver being destroyed in a hail of bullets. A fast mover passed over the lake at low level doing at least the speed of sound for when the sound wave concussion hit us we were almost knocked off our feet by the noise alone. I grabbed Lisa's hand and screamed “Run” as we headed for the cellar. We almost made it before some type of dropped bomb or missile destroyed the cabin.

As I briefly regained consciousness the last thing I saw were the mangled bodies of Lisa and John who had been directly behind me when the cabin was destroyed. They were both unrecognizable for who they once were; just bloody pieces of meat and hair scattered over the blackened forest floor.

How long I was out I really do not know, for the next thing I felt, was a hand on my neck and someone saying, “We got a live one”! Then I must have passed out once again.

I regained consciousness with some of my wits in a cave while laying on a cot. There was an I.V. In my left hand which only hurt very slightly when compared to several other real pains that seemed to want most of my attention . I knew better than to try an move other than my eyes, which thankfully seemed to be one of the few parts of my body that still worked and were not in total rebellion from pain.

A big guy came by and said, “Looks like you are going to make it after all ! I bet the doc pulled enough lumber out of your body to build an outhouse”.

“Where am I,” was my weaker than expected response.

“My friend you are with what's left of our element of the Oath keepers. We call ourselves the CFF which is short for, 'The Constitutional Freedom Fighters' of Colorado”.

“I hope you do not mind but we went through you billfold and found your pilots license. It says you can fly helicopters and fixed wing aircraft with an Airline Transport Pilot License.... When you are well and able there will be a few things you can do for us if you are up to it”.

“Thirsty.... water......please”. I managed to get past my cracked lips.

Post script:

In the first ninety days of this false flag event an estimated 60 million Americans died from the chaos and lack of medicine, water, and food. Another estimated 138 million were put to death in the camps.

The kids between the ages of 6 and 12 were not put to death but were sent to reeducation camps. America was not the only country who was using this model to destroy the 'unneeded and undesirables' of their populations for this was a world wide effort by 80% of all governments..

The answer to the 'why question' was actually simple if you understood the hard core socialist elite and their descendants who had been planning on this conceptual One World Socialist State for almost 90 years.

In this 'new socialist feudal state' everyone the world over would work in government directed programs for 12 hours a day for ten days straight before they could received one day off. All would be paid the same wage and private property was a thing of the past except for the Elite.

Those who complained would be either reeducated or sent to a receiving camp which was nothing more than a code name for a death camp. There was no retirement plan for anyone because, when you became unproductive or to old to work you were sent to a so called medical facility or a retirement home which emulated the receiving camps; in other words you were put to death.

Those who were at the top of this pyramid lived a lifestyle of power and hedonism that has not been seen since the Great Emperors ruled some rich land long ago.

Heads of even the lower local departments for this One World Socialist State were were well provided for either directly or through graft and corruption. Sexual favors were common if one needed a little extra food or an extra day off; providing the local sectional director had an eye for you. Otherwise breeding for replacements was strictly based upon genetics or a particular section leader's desires with his personal harem..

Evidently department heads fell out of favor regularly for there was a continuous reshuffling of the top positions at many departments to include the New Socialist Security Force (SSF) . Usually the reshuffling was preceded by accusing the existing section head of not producing their fair share of some quota which seemed to change at the discretion of the supreme council's edits.

Resistance really was futile. You either submitted to the new section leaders 'will' or you were put to death; sometimes in very perverted and creative ways for all the world to see.

This “Man Made Technocracy of Evil” that came upon the Earth, made the dark ages and the inquisition, seem like heaven on earth by anyone's comparison.

The section leader's children had the best of everything to include special education. While the reeducated young of the masses after a few short years, knew no other life. Any prior history and life style was deleted from their minimal 5 years of education. This existence they now lived was the way it has always been, and would always be, just ask anyone of their caste .

THE END.

Sun rise was providing just enough light to see you golf ball when struck. We had teed off around 06:30 so I would guess it was close to 07:00.

My Caddie always brings snacks and sometimes Pork strips or Chicken to snack on during 18 holes of Golf. We are an interwoven team on the course and she is very good at her job...

We were in the golf cart when she pulled out a small 6 by 9 inch clear package that looked like it had little brown pork strips about 1 to two inches in length. She had eaten a few strips and held one next to my lips so I bit as I was driving the golf cart. Instead of pork, the meat was soft and tasted like a mushy pecan.

I grabbed the package and in the dim light I started to try and identify what the meat was ? The meat had several circles/wrinkles going around the meat/bodies and when I asked her, "what to hell was I eating ???" She laughed and let me know they were boiled and fried Grub worms, " They are very good don't you think?"

If something will not kill you Asians will eat it.

At least who ever prepared the Worms had removed the heads.

Psychologically even though the worm was not to bad I am not a bird or a Lizard person so I do not plan on eating another Grub !!... Also a repercussion of this event is I do not trust my long time caddie at that particular golf course like I used to. She is a devious little bugger !

True story and the end

Ari is one of my favorite comics of all time. He was kind enough to share his new special "Jew" on YouTube for free. 
 

Thought there was an important (and overlooked) article below with some pretty revealing info for those who like reading about this sort of thing - also found it telling how the usual suspects tend to pop up time and time again.

Also, for folks interested in 'following the money' there's an excellent research presentation here by Jacob Nordangard and apparently 'the Rockefeller's have funded almost everything regarding climate'.



• Rockefeller - Controlling the Game.

Quote:We’ve all heard about Big Oil and their alleged part in Climate Change Politics. But you’d be surprised if you knew what happens behind the scenes. The Rockefeller's have funded almost everything regarding climate.

Quote:Now For The 100 Trillion Dollar Bankster Climate Swindle…


The heart of the issue (for those who need it elaborated) is this: the future of $90 trillion of energy infrastructure investments and the $1 trillion green bond market and the multi-trillion dollar carbon trading market and the $391 billion (and growing) climate finance industry hangs in the balance.

Of course it does. What else explains the convergence of interest in the organizations, structures and mechanisms for global governance that the magical global thermostat narrative affords?

It’s why Enron and Goldman Sachs pioneered the emissions trading swindles (that–surprise, surprise!–are a complete and total fraud from top to bottom).

It’s why General Electric, DuPont, Johnson & Johnson, Pepsi, Siemens, AIG and a host of other Fortune 500/CFR companies joined BP, ConocoPhillips, GM and a host of other oiligarch companies as founding members of the US Climate Action Partnership whose “Blueprint for Legislative Action” became the backbone of the Wall Street-backed Waxman-Markey bill of 2009.

It’s why the Rockefellers and Rothschilds are at the forefront of the climate hysteria.

It’s why over 400 global institutional investors worth over $25 trillion have decided to cash in on the bonanza with their “Investment Platform for Climate Actions.”

Heck, it’s why EDF, Engie, Air France, Renault, BNP Paribas and a host of other oiligarch companies footed 20% of the bill for the Paris conference itself (and why the French government bent over backwards to point out their “green” credentials).

Take just one structural element of the climate swindle: the Green Climate Fund. Never heard of it? Hardly surprising. It’s just the facility through which the UN is expected to be clearing $100 billion in climate funding per year by the end of the decade.

That’s right: $100 billion per year. Every year.

Full Article

Thought there was some rather illuminating factual info in this Corbett Report on Fauci and apparently RFK Jr's new book is now on the bestseller list.


• The Real Anthony Fauci: Bill Gates, Big Pharma, and the Global War on Democracy and Public Health


Do confess I haven't read it yet (hats off to those that have) but thpught the author raised some truly compelling points in the interview below and literally everybody should watch it (because it involves everyone).

Quote:• Video Interview

Joining us today to talk about his new bestselling book, The Real Anthony Fauci, is Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.

Quote:• "One of the things I think I show that will surprise people is the deep involvement of intelligence agencies. Not only in the gain of function funding in Wuhan and the very odd partnerships they had with the Chinese military scientists, but also how it was the intelligence community, particularly the CIA, that conspired with Tony Fauci to use the pandemic as a pretense to impose totalitarian controls, to obliterate the Bill of Rights, not only in the United States but in democracies across the world."

Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.