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Ever wonder how a US aircraft carrier flight deck runs like clockwork? It’s a high-stakes “neon rainbow” symphony! 🇺🇸 💛Yellow directors guide the jets with crisp hand signals. 💙Blue handlers move the steel. ❤️Red ordnance loads the firepower. 💚Green cat team launches ’em skyward. 💜Purple “grapes” fuel the beasts....

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This sailor stepped onto the flight deck of a U.S. aircraft carrier knowing one wrong move could end everything in seconds. He hooked the F/A-18’s tailhook to the catapult shuttle while wind whipped across the deck and the jet’s engines screamed behind him. Hand signals flew, steam pressure built, and the crew held their breath as the aircraft sat locked and loaded on Catapult 4. Then came the launch. In under three seconds the jet was hurled forward at 150 miles per hour, disappearing into the sky on a pillar of raw power while the sailor stood exposed on the same deck that had just become a launching pad for a multimillion-dollar machine. This is the daily reality of American naval aviation — taxpayer-funded adrenaline where precision and human nerve decide life or death every single time. What must it feel like to stand there knowing the next launch could be your last if something goes wrong? How much longer should we keep asking these crews to risk everything while politicians debate the very budgets that make it possible?
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This sailor stepped onto the flight deck of a U.S. aircraft carrier knowing one wrong move could end everything in seconds. He hooked the F/A-18’s tailhook to the catapult shuttle while wind whipped across the deck and the jet’s engines screamed behind him. Hand signals flew, steam pressure built, and the crew held their breath as the aircraft sat locked and loaded on Catapult 4. Then came the launch. In under three seconds the jet was hurled forward at 150 miles per hour, disappearing into the sky on a pillar of raw power while the sailor stood exposed on the same deck that had just become a launching pad for a multimillion-dollar machine. This is the daily reality of American naval aviation — taxpayer-funded adrenaline where precision and human nerve decide life or death every single time. What must it feel like to stand there knowing the next launch could be your last if something goes wrong? How much longer should we keep asking these crews to risk everything while politicians debate the very budgets that make it possible?

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Joint Chiefs Chairman General Dan Razin Caine on the working of the U.S. Navy... "Today, I want to highlight a few groups of sailors. First, I want to thank the men and women of the Ford Carrier Strike Group and their families, and let all of them know how grateful I am for their leadership and service. The crews on board this strike group have already been -- endured months at sea, only to get their deployment extended. These exceptional Americans rogered up, all supported by their families, continue to stand the watch, taking the fight to the enemy over and over again, night after night. Aboard ships like the USS Ford and the Abraham Lincoln are a special group of sailors I want to highlight today. These are the men and women, the sailors up on the roof, running operations on the flight deck with an average age of the early 20s. These are the unsung heroes of naval aviation. These young sailors, known for wearing yellow shirts, are in charge of the catapults, taxiing jets around on the flight deck, shooting jets off the front end, and recovering jets off the back end. They are literally involved with every single movement on the -- on the roof on an aircraft carrier. They are the last ones that a naval aviator sees before getting shot off the front end, and the first one that a naval aviator sees after safely strapping on the back end. And just for a minute, imagine you're standing on that aircraft carrier flight deck. There's 30 knots of wind in your face. The deck is slippery, covered in grease. It's noisy. There are propellers spinning. There's jet blast everywhere. The helicopters are running, your head is on a swivel, and you're trying to direct a multimillion-dollar fighter into a one-foot square box, so that those naval aviators can be shot off into the black of night to go do America's work. Those jets are fully loaded with missiles and bombs, and they are a world-class team, combined with the naval aviation and the aviators in those jets." "This beautiful symphony of American spirit is the definition of perfectly organized chaos. And these crews do it every single time the carrier is at work. Oh, by the way, in the middle of the night and oftentimes in the pouring rain. These are dedicated young people who take the road less traveled to serve their great nation, doing the deeds that we need them to do. America's enlisted force is the pride of every nation's military, certainly ours, and the envy of every other one as well. Each and every one of them out there across the joint force are extraordinary." And in particular, today I want to highlight the yellow shirts."
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Joint Chiefs Chairman General Dan Razin Caine on the working of the U.S. Navy... "Today, I want to highlight a few groups of sailors. First, I want to thank the men and women of the Ford Carrier Strike Group and their families, and let all of them know how grateful I am for their leadership and service. The crews on board this strike group have already been -- endured months at sea, only to get their deployment extended. These exceptional Americans rogered up, all supported by their families, continue to stand the watch, taking the fight to the enemy over and over again, night after night. Aboard ships like the USS Ford and the Abraham Lincoln are a special group of sailors I want to highlight today. These are the men and women, the sailors up on the roof, running operations on the flight deck with an average age of the early 20s. These are the unsung heroes of naval aviation. These young sailors, known for wearing yellow shirts, are in charge of the catapults, taxiing jets around on the flight deck, shooting jets off the front end, and recovering jets off the back end. They are literally involved with every single movement on the -- on the roof on an aircraft carrier. They are the last ones that a naval aviator sees before getting shot off the front end, and the first one that a naval aviator sees after safely strapping on the back end. And just for a minute, imagine you're standing on that aircraft carrier flight deck. There's 30 knots of wind in your face. The deck is slippery, covered in grease. It's noisy. There are propellers spinning. There's jet blast everywhere. The helicopters are running, your head is on a swivel, and you're trying to direct a multimillion-dollar fighter into a one-foot square box, so that those naval aviators can be shot off into the black of night to go do America's work. Those jets are fully loaded with missiles and bombs, and they are a world-class team, combined with the naval aviation and the aviators in those jets." "This beautiful symphony of American spirit is the definition of perfectly organized chaos. And these crews do it every single time the carrier is at work. Oh, by the way, in the middle of the night and oftentimes in the pouring rain. These are dedicated young people who take the road less traveled to serve their great nation, doing the deeds that we need them to do. America's enlisted force is the pride of every nation's military, certainly ours, and the envy of every other one as well. Each and every one of them out there across the joint force are extraordinary." And in particular, today I want to highlight the yellow shirts."

Curtis Houck

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This is restored footage of a F6F Hellcat belly-landing on a carrier in 1944, with no landing gear, sliding down the deck. Watch what the crew does. They do not run away from the crashing plane. They run toward it. This is the story of the men on the deck.. A Controlled Crash Landing an aircraft on a carrier has been called one of the most difficult and dangerous things in all of aviation. Some pilots described it as a controlled crash. Think about what it involves. A fighter comes screaming toward a tiny strip of deck on a ship that is itself moving through the ocean, pitching on the swell. The pilot has only a few feet of margin. He has to slam his aircraft down onto a precise spot, at exactly the right speed and angle, again and again, every time he comes home. To stop the plane in the short space of the deck, each aircraft had a hook mounted under its tail. As it touched down, that tailhook had to catch one of several steel cables stretched across the deck, called arresting wires. The cable would snatch the speeding fighter and drag it to a halt in about two seconds. But what happened when it went wrong? When Things Went Wrong That is where the danger truly began. If a pilot came in with damaged landing gear, or no gear at all like the Hellcat in this footage, or if his tailhook missed every wire, the aircraft became a several-ton object sliding down a steel deck out of control. And the front of that deck was not empty. It was often packed with other aircraft, fueled and armed, and crowded with men working. A plane that slid all the way forward could plow straight into parked aircraft and deck crews, and turn the whole deck into an inferno. So the carriers had a last line of defense. A crash barrier, a wall of heavy steel cable raised across the middle of the deck, designed to catch a runaway aircraft and stop it before it reached the crowd at the bow. Time and again, that barrier was all that stood between one bad landing and a catastrophe. The Landing Signal Officer Guiding every one of those landings was one man in an incredibly exposed position. He was the Landing Signal Officer, and he stood on a small platform at the aft port side of the flight deck, close to where the aircraft came in. Holding a bright paddle in each hand, he signaled to each incoming pilot, telling him he was too high, too low, too fast, lined up wrong, or clear to land. The pilot trusted those paddles with his life. A good Landing Signal Officer could talk a shaken pilot and a shot-up aircraft safely down onto the deck. It was a job that demanded total calm and split-second judgment, over and over, with lives riding on every signal. One young officer who served as a Landing Signal Officer early in the war, David McCampbell, would go on to become the US Navy's top-scoring ace. The Men Who Ran Toward the Fire Then there were the men who ran toward the fire. The flight deck of a wartime carrier was a storm of spinning propellers, roaring engines, live bombs, high-octane fuel, and steel cables under enormous tension that could snap and cut a man in half. To manage the chaos, the crews wore jerseys in different colors, each color marking a job, so that in the deafening noise everyone could tell at a glance who did what. Men in one color directed the aircraft, another handled the arresting gear, another fueled the planes, another the bombs. And among them were the men in heavy asbestos suits, nicknamed the Hot Papas. Their job, when an aircraft crashed and burst into flames, was to run directly into the fire and pull the pilot out. That is what you are watching in this footage. As the Hellcat grinds to a stop, the men who rush toward it are not spectators. They are doing their job, closing on a possible fire and a trapped pilot without hesitating. The Forgotten Crew Landing accidents like this happened constantly. Belly landings, missed wires, barrier crashes, and deck fires were so common that they were simply accepted as part of the price of operating aircraft at sea. For every dramatic dogfight in the sky, there were thousands of these tense, dangerous moments on the deck, handled by young men in colored shirts who are almost never remembered. The pilots got the glory, and they earned it. But they could not have flown at all without the deck crews who launched them, guided them home, caught them when they came in wrong, and ran into the flames when it all went bad. The next time you see footage like this, do not just watch the plane. Watch the men around it. They worked one of the most dangerous jobs of the entire war, and most of the world never knew their names. This was the story of the carrier deck crews. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.
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This is restored footage of a F6F Hellcat belly-landing on a carrier in 1944, with no landing gear, sliding down the deck. Watch what the crew does. They do not run away from the crashing plane. They run toward it. This is the story of the men on the deck.. A Controlled Crash Landing an aircraft on a carrier has been called one of the most difficult and dangerous things in all of aviation. Some pilots described it as a controlled crash. Think about what it involves. A fighter comes screaming toward a tiny strip of deck on a ship that is itself moving through the ocean, pitching on the swell. The pilot has only a few feet of margin. He has to slam his aircraft down onto a precise spot, at exactly the right speed and angle, again and again, every time he comes home. To stop the plane in the short space of the deck, each aircraft had a hook mounted under its tail. As it touched down, that tailhook had to catch one of several steel cables stretched across the deck, called arresting wires. The cable would snatch the speeding fighter and drag it to a halt in about two seconds. But what happened when it went wrong? When Things Went Wrong That is where the danger truly began. If a pilot came in with damaged landing gear, or no gear at all like the Hellcat in this footage, or if his tailhook missed every wire, the aircraft became a several-ton object sliding down a steel deck out of control. And the front of that deck was not empty. It was often packed with other aircraft, fueled and armed, and crowded with men working. A plane that slid all the way forward could plow straight into parked aircraft and deck crews, and turn the whole deck into an inferno. So the carriers had a last line of defense. A crash barrier, a wall of heavy steel cable raised across the middle of the deck, designed to catch a runaway aircraft and stop it before it reached the crowd at the bow. Time and again, that barrier was all that stood between one bad landing and a catastrophe. The Landing Signal Officer Guiding every one of those landings was one man in an incredibly exposed position. He was the Landing Signal Officer, and he stood on a small platform at the aft port side of the flight deck, close to where the aircraft came in. Holding a bright paddle in each hand, he signaled to each incoming pilot, telling him he was too high, too low, too fast, lined up wrong, or clear to land. The pilot trusted those paddles with his life. A good Landing Signal Officer could talk a shaken pilot and a shot-up aircraft safely down onto the deck. It was a job that demanded total calm and split-second judgment, over and over, with lives riding on every signal. One young officer who served as a Landing Signal Officer early in the war, David McCampbell, would go on to become the US Navy's top-scoring ace. The Men Who Ran Toward the Fire Then there were the men who ran toward the fire. The flight deck of a wartime carrier was a storm of spinning propellers, roaring engines, live bombs, high-octane fuel, and steel cables under enormous tension that could snap and cut a man in half. To manage the chaos, the crews wore jerseys in different colors, each color marking a job, so that in the deafening noise everyone could tell at a glance who did what. Men in one color directed the aircraft, another handled the arresting gear, another fueled the planes, another the bombs. And among them were the men in heavy asbestos suits, nicknamed the Hot Papas. Their job, when an aircraft crashed and burst into flames, was to run directly into the fire and pull the pilot out. That is what you are watching in this footage. As the Hellcat grinds to a stop, the men who rush toward it are not spectators. They are doing their job, closing on a possible fire and a trapped pilot without hesitating. The Forgotten Crew Landing accidents like this happened constantly. Belly landings, missed wires, barrier crashes, and deck fires were so common that they were simply accepted as part of the price of operating aircraft at sea. For every dramatic dogfight in the sky, there were thousands of these tense, dangerous moments on the deck, handled by young men in colored shirts who are almost never remembered. The pilots got the glory, and they earned it. But they could not have flown at all without the deck crews who launched them, guided them home, caught them when they came in wrong, and ran into the flames when it all went bad. The next time you see footage like this, do not just watch the plane. Watch the men around it. They worked one of the most dangerous jobs of the entire war, and most of the world never knew their names. This was the story of the carrier deck crews. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

Untold War Stories

145,990 просмотров • 15 дней назад

I’ve never been the super patriotic type, but this World Cup has done something weird to me... Watching the U.S. play on home soil while stadiums packed with people from every background and every country got to experience America firsthand did something to me. The roar of the crowds, the sheer size of everything, the food, the chaos, and the pride all hit different when you see the world reacting to it. It felt like people were finally getting a real taste of what this country is like, and for once, they seemed to like what they saw. That hit me in a way I wasn’t ready for! I felt genuinely proud to be an American, and not in some cheesy flag-waving way, but in a “damn, this place is kind of ridiculous and I love it” kind of way. It got me thinking about all the over-the-top, larger-than-life things we have here that most of the world just doesn’t. So here’s my list of American things that blow other countries’ minds: 🇺🇸Texas BBQ. Not whatever sad little grilled meats other countries call barbecue. I’m talking about actual Texas brisket that’s been smoking for 12 hours and somehow tastes like it was blessed by angels. The rest of the world has no idea what they’re missing. 🇺🇸Real cowboys. Not the movie kind. Actual working cowboys who still exist, rope cattle, and look at you like you’re soft if you complain about the heat. We still have a whole profession that belongs in a Western, and we somehow treat it like it’s normal. 🇺🇸Everything is just bigger. Our trucks are bigger. Our portions are bigger. Our personalities are bigger. Even our problems are bigger. We don’t do subtle in this country, baby!! 🇺🇸You can drive for 10 hours and still be in the same country but in a completely different world. One day you’re in the desert, the next you’re in the mountains, and the day after that you’re at the beach. Most countries can’t even offer that in a week. 🇺🇸State fairs. Where deep-frying butter is considered a normal food option and nobody questions your life choices. We turned “let’s see how much we can fry” into a competitive sport. 🇺🇸National Parks that feel like another planet. Places so massive they have their own weather, their own ecosystems, and could probably be their own countries. We just call them “parks” like it’s no big deal. Grizzlies? We got 'em! Manatees? We got those too! Gators? You betcha! 🇺🇸And then there’s the small detail that we have the most powerful military in the world, and most of us treat it like it’s just another thing on the list of American normal. We’ll lose our minds arguing about whether the Cowboys are good this year or if gas is too expensive, all while casually having the ability to project force anywhere on the planet before most countries can even finish their morning coffee. It’s the kind of thing you don’t really appreciate until you realize how many nations would consider that level of military dominance their entire national personality. This World Cup made me realize I’ve been taking a lot of this for granted. We’ve got our issues, sure. But we also have Texas brisket, real cowboys, and the ability to drive across multiple climates without ever showing a passport. That’s pretty cool when you think about it! I'm an American, and I'm damn proud and grateful to be one!
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I’ve never been the super patriotic type, but this World Cup has done something weird to me... Watching the U.S. play on home soil while stadiums packed with people from every background and every country got to experience America firsthand did something to me. The roar of the crowds, the sheer size of everything, the food, the chaos, and the pride all hit different when you see the world reacting to it. It felt like people were finally getting a real taste of what this country is like, and for once, they seemed to like what they saw. That hit me in a way I wasn’t ready for! I felt genuinely proud to be an American, and not in some cheesy flag-waving way, but in a “damn, this place is kind of ridiculous and I love it” kind of way. It got me thinking about all the over-the-top, larger-than-life things we have here that most of the world just doesn’t. So here’s my list of American things that blow other countries’ minds: 🇺🇸Texas BBQ. Not whatever sad little grilled meats other countries call barbecue. I’m talking about actual Texas brisket that’s been smoking for 12 hours and somehow tastes like it was blessed by angels. The rest of the world has no idea what they’re missing. 🇺🇸Real cowboys. Not the movie kind. Actual working cowboys who still exist, rope cattle, and look at you like you’re soft if you complain about the heat. We still have a whole profession that belongs in a Western, and we somehow treat it like it’s normal. 🇺🇸Everything is just bigger. Our trucks are bigger. Our portions are bigger. Our personalities are bigger. Even our problems are bigger. We don’t do subtle in this country, baby!! 🇺🇸You can drive for 10 hours and still be in the same country but in a completely different world. One day you’re in the desert, the next you’re in the mountains, and the day after that you’re at the beach. Most countries can’t even offer that in a week. 🇺🇸State fairs. Where deep-frying butter is considered a normal food option and nobody questions your life choices. We turned “let’s see how much we can fry” into a competitive sport. 🇺🇸National Parks that feel like another planet. Places so massive they have their own weather, their own ecosystems, and could probably be their own countries. We just call them “parks” like it’s no big deal. Grizzlies? We got 'em! Manatees? We got those too! Gators? You betcha! 🇺🇸And then there’s the small detail that we have the most powerful military in the world, and most of us treat it like it’s just another thing on the list of American normal. We’ll lose our minds arguing about whether the Cowboys are good this year or if gas is too expensive, all while casually having the ability to project force anywhere on the planet before most countries can even finish their morning coffee. It’s the kind of thing you don’t really appreciate until you realize how many nations would consider that level of military dominance their entire national personality. This World Cup made me realize I’ve been taking a lot of this for granted. We’ve got our issues, sure. But we also have Texas brisket, real cowboys, and the ability to drive across multiple climates without ever showing a passport. That’s pretty cool when you think about it! I'm an American, and I'm damn proud and grateful to be one!

Lj Priest (Trader Jill)

69,785 просмотров • 27 дней назад

My mom passed peacefully at 1:11pm two days ago, surrounded by her three little birds, my sister, my brother, and me, holding her hand and stroking her head as we sang to her. The song Three Little Birds came on at just the right moment, like it was meant for her. And it was. She took her final breaths wrapped in our love, with music, light, and presence guiding her home. She was the brightest soul I’ve ever known. A radiant artist. A lover of dance, beauty, color, and connection. She saw magic in people, even those she’d never met, and bridged the gap between hearts without hesitation. She made everyone feel seen. She brought joy everywhere she went. She taught me how to notice life, how to play, how to trust the light within me. If you’ve ever been touched by my love or joy, it was seeded by her. After she passed, we stayed with her. We thanked her spirit, and we thanked her body for holding so much love, for creating us, for doing its job beautifully despite everything. And as we left the room, we did what she would have loved most: we clapped and cheered for her. Because she deserved a standing ovation. I told her I’d see her in every rainbow. In every 11:11. In laughter. In applause. In astronauts. Even if she’d lived 30 more years, it wouldn’t have been enough. Two hundred wouldn’t have been enough. Infinity wouldn’t have been enough. That’s how special she is. I’m so grateful I got to walk this life so closely beside her. I love you, Mom. Always. Her light doesn’t end with her physical passing. May it move like a supernova, radiating outward, expanding through all of us, and igniting everyone it touches with warmth, beauty, and joy.
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My mom passed peacefully at 1:11pm two days ago, surrounded by her three little birds, my sister, my brother, and me, holding her hand and stroking her head as we sang to her. The song Three Little Birds came on at just the right moment, like it was meant for her. And it was. She took her final breaths wrapped in our love, with music, light, and presence guiding her home. She was the brightest soul I’ve ever known. A radiant artist. A lover of dance, beauty, color, and connection. She saw magic in people, even those she’d never met, and bridged the gap between hearts without hesitation. She made everyone feel seen. She brought joy everywhere she went. She taught me how to notice life, how to play, how to trust the light within me. If you’ve ever been touched by my love or joy, it was seeded by her. After she passed, we stayed with her. We thanked her spirit, and we thanked her body for holding so much love, for creating us, for doing its job beautifully despite everything. And as we left the room, we did what she would have loved most: we clapped and cheered for her. Because she deserved a standing ovation. I told her I’d see her in every rainbow. In every 11:11. In laughter. In applause. In astronauts. Even if she’d lived 30 more years, it wouldn’t have been enough. Two hundred wouldn’t have been enough. Infinity wouldn’t have been enough. That’s how special she is. I’m so grateful I got to walk this life so closely beside her. I love you, Mom. Always. Her light doesn’t end with her physical passing. May it move like a supernova, radiating outward, expanding through all of us, and igniting everyone it touches with warmth, beauty, and joy.

Kristen

213,229 просмотров • 1 год назад

This is real footage of a kamikaze attack. Here is the terrifying part. Even if the gunners hit the plane, it often kept coming. Even if the pilot was killed, the aircraft could still continue on its dive toward the ship. To survive, they didn't just have to hit it. They had to blow it out of the sky. This is the story of the men behind those guns.. A NEW KIND OF NIGHTMARE By the last year of the war in the Pacific, the men on American warships faced a new kind of nightmare. The Japanese had begun sending pilots to deliberately crash their bomb-laden aircraft into Allied ships. These were the kamikaze. A conventional attacking plane could be driven off or made to miss. A kamikaze could not. The pilot was not trying to survive. He was aiming his entire aircraft, like a guided missile made of metal and fuel and one human being, straight at the deck of your ship. This changed everything for the gunners. Against a conventional attack, damaging the aircraft or forcing the pilot to break off was often enough. Against a kamikaze, that could be useless. Even a mortally wounded pilot, even a dead one, could keep falling on the same deadly path. The only reliable way to stop him was to destroy the aircraft or knock it off its attack path before it reached the ship. THE WALL OF FIRE To do that, an American aircraft carrier bristled with anti-aircraft guns, layered from the biggest down to the smallest, so that an attacker had to survive one killing zone after another to reach the deck. Farthest out, the larger 5-inch guns firing radar-directed, proximity-fuzed shells could begin engaging attackers miles away. These shells did not even need a direct hit. They were designed to explode automatically as they passed close to an aircraft, and they made the fleet's heavy guns dramatically deadlier late in the war. Closer in came the workhorse, the 40mm Bofors, a hard-hitting automatic cannon that fired explosive shells fast enough to shred an aircraft. It was so effective that during the peak kamikaze months, this one weapon accounted for around half of all the aircraft shot down by US Navy ships. And closest of all was the 20mm Oerlikon, the last line of defense before a plane reached the ship. THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS The men who fired those close-in guns were among the most exposed human beings in the entire war. The gunner on a 20mm Oerlikon had little protection, often just a small shield, and he aimed the weapon by physically swinging the gun with his own strength, firing over simple sights. There was no turret to climb inside, no armor to hide behind. That meant he was looking directly down the flight path of the plane trying to kill him. As a kamikaze dove, the gunner had to stand his ground in the open, hold his aim, and keep firing straight into the face of an enemy pilot who was diving to his death and trying to take as many Americans as he could with him. He could not run. He could not hide. He could only keep firing and hope he stopped the plane before it arrived. WHEN HITTING WASN'T ENOUGH And here was the cruelest part. Often, even hitting the plane was not enough. The 20mm guns in particular proved increasingly inadequate against the fast, heavily loaded kamikazes of the late war. Gunners would hit the diving aircraft, watch pieces fly off it, and see it keep coming anyway, continuing its dive even after the pilot had been killed. Unless the plane was actually broken apart or knocked off its path, its momentum carried it home. This was exactly why, as the war went on, many ships stripped off some of their smaller guns and packed on more of the harder-hitting Bofors. The volume of fire this demanded was staggering. When a raid came in, a carrier under attack became a floating volcano of tracer and flak, every barrel firing at once, throwing up a wall of fire that an attacker had to fly straight through to reach the deck. Yet the Navy knew even that was not always enough, and kept racing to improve, with better radar, better proximity-fuzed ammunition, and plans for more powerful guns. THE LAST LINE OF DEFENSE So it came down to the men. To the gunners standing at their mounts, firing continuously, sometimes with a plane coming apart in the air right in front of them, sometimes with one that would not come apart no matter how many rounds they poured into it. They stood in the open with little protection and did not leave their guns, because the hundreds of men below deck, and the ship itself, depended on them holding their aim in the last few seconds before impact. Some of those gunners were killed at their posts, still firing, when a plane they could not stop finally struck home. The footage of a kamikaze diving on a carrier is dramatic to watch from a distance. But every one of those attacks was decided by young men standing behind those guns, in the open, with only seconds to stop an enemy from killing them all. This is the story of the men behind the guns. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.
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This is real footage of a kamikaze attack. Here is the terrifying part. Even if the gunners hit the plane, it often kept coming. Even if the pilot was killed, the aircraft could still continue on its dive toward the ship. To survive, they didn't just have to hit it. They had to blow it out of the sky. This is the story of the men behind those guns.. A NEW KIND OF NIGHTMARE By the last year of the war in the Pacific, the men on American warships faced a new kind of nightmare. The Japanese had begun sending pilots to deliberately crash their bomb-laden aircraft into Allied ships. These were the kamikaze. A conventional attacking plane could be driven off or made to miss. A kamikaze could not. The pilot was not trying to survive. He was aiming his entire aircraft, like a guided missile made of metal and fuel and one human being, straight at the deck of your ship. This changed everything for the gunners. Against a conventional attack, damaging the aircraft or forcing the pilot to break off was often enough. Against a kamikaze, that could be useless. Even a mortally wounded pilot, even a dead one, could keep falling on the same deadly path. The only reliable way to stop him was to destroy the aircraft or knock it off its attack path before it reached the ship. THE WALL OF FIRE To do that, an American aircraft carrier bristled with anti-aircraft guns, layered from the biggest down to the smallest, so that an attacker had to survive one killing zone after another to reach the deck. Farthest out, the larger 5-inch guns firing radar-directed, proximity-fuzed shells could begin engaging attackers miles away. These shells did not even need a direct hit. They were designed to explode automatically as they passed close to an aircraft, and they made the fleet's heavy guns dramatically deadlier late in the war. Closer in came the workhorse, the 40mm Bofors, a hard-hitting automatic cannon that fired explosive shells fast enough to shred an aircraft. It was so effective that during the peak kamikaze months, this one weapon accounted for around half of all the aircraft shot down by US Navy ships. And closest of all was the 20mm Oerlikon, the last line of defense before a plane reached the ship. THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS The men who fired those close-in guns were among the most exposed human beings in the entire war. The gunner on a 20mm Oerlikon had little protection, often just a small shield, and he aimed the weapon by physically swinging the gun with his own strength, firing over simple sights. There was no turret to climb inside, no armor to hide behind. That meant he was looking directly down the flight path of the plane trying to kill him. As a kamikaze dove, the gunner had to stand his ground in the open, hold his aim, and keep firing straight into the face of an enemy pilot who was diving to his death and trying to take as many Americans as he could with him. He could not run. He could not hide. He could only keep firing and hope he stopped the plane before it arrived. WHEN HITTING WASN'T ENOUGH And here was the cruelest part. Often, even hitting the plane was not enough. The 20mm guns in particular proved increasingly inadequate against the fast, heavily loaded kamikazes of the late war. Gunners would hit the diving aircraft, watch pieces fly off it, and see it keep coming anyway, continuing its dive even after the pilot had been killed. Unless the plane was actually broken apart or knocked off its path, its momentum carried it home. This was exactly why, as the war went on, many ships stripped off some of their smaller guns and packed on more of the harder-hitting Bofors. The volume of fire this demanded was staggering. When a raid came in, a carrier under attack became a floating volcano of tracer and flak, every barrel firing at once, throwing up a wall of fire that an attacker had to fly straight through to reach the deck. Yet the Navy knew even that was not always enough, and kept racing to improve, with better radar, better proximity-fuzed ammunition, and plans for more powerful guns. THE LAST LINE OF DEFENSE So it came down to the men. To the gunners standing at their mounts, firing continuously, sometimes with a plane coming apart in the air right in front of them, sometimes with one that would not come apart no matter how many rounds they poured into it. They stood in the open with little protection and did not leave their guns, because the hundreds of men below deck, and the ship itself, depended on them holding their aim in the last few seconds before impact. Some of those gunners were killed at their posts, still firing, when a plane they could not stop finally struck home. The footage of a kamikaze diving on a carrier is dramatic to watch from a distance. But every one of those attacks was decided by young men standing behind those guns, in the open, with only seconds to stop an enemy from killing them all. This is the story of the men behind the guns. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

Untold War Stories

158,378 просмотров • 21 дней назад

🚨 WHO WAS ONBOARD: Pete Hegseth's Jet While On A Special Air Mission Was Caught Red-Handed at BOTH Scenes— Fort Huachuca & The AES Plant Explosion In TN😱 Alright guys, the "official" story just hit some turbulence it can't recover from. 🛬 They want you to believe in coincidences. They want you to believe that a tragedy is just a tragedy and a fire is just a fire and neither of the two shall meet. But in the world of high-stakes power, "coincidence" is just a word used by people who are trying to hide a smoking gun. And we're holding the receipts. September 8th- The Arrival: Two days before the world watched Charlie Kirk take his final breath in a UVU courtyard, a very specific military jet touched down at an Air Force base just three miles from the gates of Fort Huachuca. We’re talking about Tail Number 99-0404. That Jet just so happens to be the same plane Secretary of War Pete Hegseth frequently flies aboard. But on this day, it wasn’t just a private jet. It was flying under the callsign SAM 702—Special Air Mission. That means whoever was on that aircraft was there on the authority of the President or the Vice President of the United States. 🇺🇸 And who else do we know was allegedly at Fort Huachuca that day? Remember how Mitch Snow put Erika Kirk and Cabot Phillips in the lobby of the Candlewood Suites on that exact same afternoon. The next day? Charlie’s own security detail, Brian Harpool, is seen walking out of aa high level meeting with "VIPs" also at Fort Huachuca, attached to the JTF-SB (Joint Task Force Southern Border) Ask yourself: Why is a Presidential-level mission landing in the desert forty-eight hours before an assassination, and meeting with the very people closest to the target? The Alibi: The government says, Pete Hegseth was in San Juan, Puerto Rico and they did release photos and videos as proof. Ok. Well, that doesn't change ANYTHING. Pete might have been in Puerto Rico, but his plane—his Special Air Mission—was still in the Arizona desert at Fort Huachuca. You can pre-tape a segment, but you cannot pre-tape a flight radar log. The data is immutable. 📉 October 10th- AES PLANT Explosion Cover-Up: Now, let’s fast-forward exactly thirty days. The trail is getting warm. People are starting to ask about weaponized microphones and shaped charges. Suddenly, SAM 112 (our old friend 99-0404 - Pete's Plane) is back in the air. It takes a "quick trip" from D.C. to Fort Huachuca—the Pentagon’s playground for future weapons tech—and on the way back to the capital, it takes a little "scenic detour" over rural Eastern Tennessee. And wouldn't you know it? At that exact moment, the AES Explosives Plant—the very facility that held the DOD contracts for the specific explosives used in shaped charges—didn't just catch fire. It was blown to kingdom come. 23,000 pounds of explosives. No survivors. No witnesses. No evidence left to subpoena. 💥 Flight radar shows SAM 112 reducing speed and dropping altitude directly over the blast site. Was it a victory lap? Or was it a final inspection to make sure the "problem" had been sufficiently erased? The Verdict Graham Allen can call us "demonic." The "usual suspects" can scream "conspiracy." But I deal in the secondary and the tertiary evidence that the mainstream media is too terrified to touch. You have a Special Air Mission at the scene of the planning of Charlie Kirk's assassination, then you have that same plane at the scene of the AES plant explosion, that i believe was blown up to cover their tracks and destroy the evidence. I have some questions. And I think the American people deserve some answers like: Who were the passenger's onboard that jet for BOTH trips. What was the stated mission or reason for that flight and who greenlit it? The truth doesn't need an alibi. But it looks like this administration needs a thousand of them. 🏛️⚖️ Video from Stew Peters Network FOLLOW this awesome Patriot!
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🚨 WHO WAS ONBOARD: Pete Hegseth's Jet While On A Special Air Mission Was Caught Red-Handed at BOTH Scenes— Fort Huachuca & The AES Plant Explosion In TN😱 Alright guys, the "official" story just hit some turbulence it can't recover from. 🛬 They want you to believe in coincidences. They want you to believe that a tragedy is just a tragedy and a fire is just a fire and neither of the two shall meet. But in the world of high-stakes power, "coincidence" is just a word used by people who are trying to hide a smoking gun. And we're holding the receipts. September 8th- The Arrival: Two days before the world watched Charlie Kirk take his final breath in a UVU courtyard, a very specific military jet touched down at an Air Force base just three miles from the gates of Fort Huachuca. We’re talking about Tail Number 99-0404. That Jet just so happens to be the same plane Secretary of War Pete Hegseth frequently flies aboard. But on this day, it wasn’t just a private jet. It was flying under the callsign SAM 702—Special Air Mission. That means whoever was on that aircraft was there on the authority of the President or the Vice President of the United States. 🇺🇸 And who else do we know was allegedly at Fort Huachuca that day? Remember how Mitch Snow put Erika Kirk and Cabot Phillips in the lobby of the Candlewood Suites on that exact same afternoon. The next day? Charlie’s own security detail, Brian Harpool, is seen walking out of aa high level meeting with "VIPs" also at Fort Huachuca, attached to the JTF-SB (Joint Task Force Southern Border) Ask yourself: Why is a Presidential-level mission landing in the desert forty-eight hours before an assassination, and meeting with the very people closest to the target? The Alibi: The government says, Pete Hegseth was in San Juan, Puerto Rico and they did release photos and videos as proof. Ok. Well, that doesn't change ANYTHING. Pete might have been in Puerto Rico, but his plane—his Special Air Mission—was still in the Arizona desert at Fort Huachuca. You can pre-tape a segment, but you cannot pre-tape a flight radar log. The data is immutable. 📉 October 10th- AES PLANT Explosion Cover-Up: Now, let’s fast-forward exactly thirty days. The trail is getting warm. People are starting to ask about weaponized microphones and shaped charges. Suddenly, SAM 112 (our old friend 99-0404 - Pete's Plane) is back in the air. It takes a "quick trip" from D.C. to Fort Huachuca—the Pentagon’s playground for future weapons tech—and on the way back to the capital, it takes a little "scenic detour" over rural Eastern Tennessee. And wouldn't you know it? At that exact moment, the AES Explosives Plant—the very facility that held the DOD contracts for the specific explosives used in shaped charges—didn't just catch fire. It was blown to kingdom come. 23,000 pounds of explosives. No survivors. No witnesses. No evidence left to subpoena. 💥 Flight radar shows SAM 112 reducing speed and dropping altitude directly over the blast site. Was it a victory lap? Or was it a final inspection to make sure the "problem" had been sufficiently erased? The Verdict Graham Allen can call us "demonic." The "usual suspects" can scream "conspiracy." But I deal in the secondary and the tertiary evidence that the mainstream media is too terrified to touch. You have a Special Air Mission at the scene of the planning of Charlie Kirk's assassination, then you have that same plane at the scene of the AES plant explosion, that i believe was blown up to cover their tracks and destroy the evidence. I have some questions. And I think the American people deserve some answers like: Who were the passenger's onboard that jet for BOTH trips. What was the stated mission or reason for that flight and who greenlit it? The truth doesn't need an alibi. But it looks like this administration needs a thousand of them. 🏛️⚖️ Video from Stew Peters Network FOLLOW this awesome Patriot!

Project Constitution

169,072 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

To: Incredible VeeFriends Community Today, I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude and admiration for each and every one of you. When I embarked on this journey, little did I know that I would find a family of like-minded individuals who would inspire and uplift me in ways I could never have imagined. You are the beating heart that keeps our VeeFriends community alive and thriving. In this digital realm (web3 ) we call home, we have transcended boundaries and connected on a level that is beyond physical proximity. We come from different backgrounds, cultures, and walks of life, yet we share a common passion for VeeFriends and the values it represents. Together, we have created an ecosystem of support, encouragement, and unwavering belief in one another. Every day, I witness the incredible achievements and milestones that each of you reach. From launching innovative projects, pursuing creative endeavors, and making a positive impact in your respective industries, you constantly remind me of the power of determination and resilience. Your unwavering dedication to your craft is nothing short of inspiring. But it's not just about the accomplishments and successes. It's about the collective spirit that binds us. It's the way we come together to cheer each other on, to lift each other up when we stumble, and to celebrate each other's victories. In a world that can often feel cold and disconnected, our VeeFriends community has become a sanctuary of warmth, understanding, and genuine connection. You are not just a community to me; you are a source of strength and motivation. You push me to dream bigger, to chase my passions relentlessly, and to embrace the unknown with open arms. The enthusiasm and support that permeates our interactions fuel my fire and remind me that anything is possible when we believe in ourselves and each other. In this world of VeeFriends, we are not just holders of tokens or participants in an ecosystem. We are a force for change, a collective of dreamers and doers who are shaping the future. Together, we are creating a legacy that extends far beyond the digital realm, leaving an indelible mark on the world and inspiring generations to come. So, to my remarkable VeeFriends community, thank you. Thank you for being the catalysts of change, for igniting the flames of passion within me, and for reminding me that the impossible is merely a challenge waiting to be conquered. Our journey is far from over, and I am grateful to be walking this path alongside each and every one of you. Let us continue to dream big, support one another, and celebrate the extraordinary. Together, we are unstoppable. With heartfelt appreciation and unyielding belief DOLCE 💜🖤💚❤️💙🧡🤎💛🤍 Apologies as it took me a very long time to Process and Digest VeeCon, even longer to put my full feelings & thoughts into fruition. I LOVE YOU ALL 🥹
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To: Incredible VeeFriends Community Today, I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude and admiration for each and every one of you. When I embarked on this journey, little did I know that I would find a family of like-minded individuals who would inspire and uplift me in ways I could never have imagined. You are the beating heart that keeps our VeeFriends community alive and thriving. In this digital realm (web3 ) we call home, we have transcended boundaries and connected on a level that is beyond physical proximity. We come from different backgrounds, cultures, and walks of life, yet we share a common passion for VeeFriends and the values it represents. Together, we have created an ecosystem of support, encouragement, and unwavering belief in one another. Every day, I witness the incredible achievements and milestones that each of you reach. From launching innovative projects, pursuing creative endeavors, and making a positive impact in your respective industries, you constantly remind me of the power of determination and resilience. Your unwavering dedication to your craft is nothing short of inspiring. But it's not just about the accomplishments and successes. It's about the collective spirit that binds us. It's the way we come together to cheer each other on, to lift each other up when we stumble, and to celebrate each other's victories. In a world that can often feel cold and disconnected, our VeeFriends community has become a sanctuary of warmth, understanding, and genuine connection. You are not just a community to me; you are a source of strength and motivation. You push me to dream bigger, to chase my passions relentlessly, and to embrace the unknown with open arms. The enthusiasm and support that permeates our interactions fuel my fire and remind me that anything is possible when we believe in ourselves and each other. In this world of VeeFriends, we are not just holders of tokens or participants in an ecosystem. We are a force for change, a collective of dreamers and doers who are shaping the future. Together, we are creating a legacy that extends far beyond the digital realm, leaving an indelible mark on the world and inspiring generations to come. So, to my remarkable VeeFriends community, thank you. Thank you for being the catalysts of change, for igniting the flames of passion within me, and for reminding me that the impossible is merely a challenge waiting to be conquered. Our journey is far from over, and I am grateful to be walking this path alongside each and every one of you. Let us continue to dream big, support one another, and celebrate the extraordinary. Together, we are unstoppable. With heartfelt appreciation and unyielding belief DOLCE 💜🖤💚❤️💙🧡🤎💛🤍 Apologies as it took me a very long time to Process and Digest VeeCon, even longer to put my full feelings & thoughts into fruition. I LOVE YOU ALL 🥹

Dolceboi103

37,527 просмотров • 3 лет назад

*** Test Your 9/11 Knowledge: The Explosive Evidence at the 3 WTC Towers The 50 Questions NIST Should Have Asked 20 Years Ago! WTC Building 7 Free-fall 1. How is it possible that 47-story Building 7 fell suddenly, symmetrically in free-fall acceleration, without any resistance from any of its 81 columns? 2. Why did NIST deny its free-fall for 7 years, only to be proven wrong and be forced to officially admit that it did collapse in free-fall? Symmetry 3. How, if Building 7 was damaged asymmetrically in the north-east corner on floor twelve, as per the NIST report, could it fall symmetrically downward? Shouldn’t the building have tilted toward its damaged side – and not fall straight down through the path of what was the greatest resistance? Fires 4. How could a few, small, and scattered ordinary office fires have brought this Type-1 fire-protected steel-frame skyscraper down, when several dozen examples of much hotter, much larger, and longer-lasting fires have never in history brought down such a building? 5. How could normal office fires take out all the columns in the building sequentially floor by floor, in 7 seconds? 6. Why did NIST claim that the fires were still burning, up until the time of the collapse, when the photos show that they were burnt out more than an hour before the collapse? 7. Why aren’t all the firefighters concerned, in the wake of the NIST report during the last 24 years, that such ordinary fightable fires can now bring skyscrapers down on top of them, and on top of the public who are told to “defend in place” in the building (and not obstruct access by firefighters)? 8. Why are many of these same firefighters calling for a new investigation of the NIST report itself? Controlled Demolition 9. Since the collapse of Building 7 looks exactly like a controlled demolition, why did NIST avoid any serious consideration of this hypothesis? 10. How could a 40,000-ton moment-resisting and X-braced structural steel frame collapse like a house of cards in 7 seconds, with most of its columns and beams severed – one from another? 11. Why does WTC 7 have all of the key features of typical controlled demolition, and none of the features of collapse by fire? Explosions 12. Why didn’t NIST include in its report on WTC 7 the half-dozen witnesses of explosions prior to its collapse, and even claim that there were no witnesses? 13. What could have caused an elevator cab to be “blown 30 feet out of its hoistway,” as Deputy Director of NY-Office of Emergency Management, Richard Rotanz, reported at Noon, when the building didn’t collapse for another 5 hours. 14. What caused Barry Jennings and Michael Hess to be injured by explosions and subsequently trapped in the building before either Twin Tower collapsed? Foreknowledge 15. Why did Fire Chief Nick Visconti declare, “We’re moving the command post over this way, that building’s coming down!”? 16. How could Fire Chief Hayden’s engineer declare, upon being asked, “how long until the building comes down?” – then accurately state, “In its current state you have about 5 hours,” when no steel-frame fire-protected high-rise had ever come down due to fire alone? 17. Why did construction workers, while walking away from Building 7 and upon hearing an explosion from the building, look straight into the CNN camera saying, “You hear that? Keep your eye on that building. That thing’s coming down. The building is about to blow up, flame and debris coming down”? 18. Why did former Air Force medic Kevin McPadden hear a “3-2-1” countdown on the radio, and subsequently hear explosions before Building 7 collapsed? 19. How could the BBC have announced, live on TV, the collapse of WTC 7 20 minutes before it collapsed? 20. Why did CNN announce, 7 hours early, the 10:45 AM collapse of a 50-story building (obviously referring to Building 7)? Expert Statements 21. Why have more than 3,600 Architects & Engineers signed onto the petition at demanding a new 9/11 WTC investigation? 22. Why are dozens of structural engineers making statements such as: “A localized failure in a steel-framed building like WTC 7 cannot cause a catastrophic collapse like a house of cards, without a simultaneous and patterned loss of several of its columns at key locations within the building”? 23. Why did the top European controlled demolition expert declare: “That is controlled demolition. It’s been imploded. It’s a hired job. A team of experts did this? 24. Why did top forensic structural engineer, Prof. Leroy Hulsey from the University of Alaska, following a 4-year study of WTC 7, declare: “The collapse of WTC 7 was a global failure involving the near-simultaneous failure of all columns in the building and not a progressive collapse, as claimed by NIST. Extreme Heat Molten Metal 25. What does it mean that FEMA, in its 2002 Report, including a metallurgical examination of the WTC 7 steel, revealed “a phenomenon never before observed in building fires….a liquid eutectic mixture containing primarily iron, oxygen, and sulfur formed during this hot corrosion attack on the steel...” Why did NIST eliminate this metallurgical report from their final report? 26. Did Fire Protection Engineer Jonathan Barnett know, when he said, “steel members in the debris pile that appear to have been partly evaporated,” that it takes 4,000°F to evaporate steel? And that jet fuel and office fires don’t even rise to a third of that temperature? 27. Why is there bright yellow molten steel or iron pouring out of the crab claw excavators in the WTC pit? And out of the South Tower just minutes before its collapse. 28. Why did the first responders in the pit report, “you get down in the pile, and you see molten steel – flowing down the channel rails, like lava from a volcano”? Did they know that it takes 3,000°F to melt steel, and that office fires and jet fuel can only achieve half of this temperature? 29. What can explain the well-documented 3,000°F temperatures that are well-documented in the WTC Twin Towers collapse aftermath? Why is there evidence of ignited thermite found by so many first responders in the WTC pile? Previously Molten Iron Microspheres 30. What does it mean that the US Geological Survey and RJ Lee Group independently documented billions of previously molten iron-rich microspheres in ALL of the WTC dust samples? Where would the required 3,000°F come from? Could the ignited thermite have created those molten iron microspheres? 31. Why is bright yellow molten steel or iron pouring out of the South Tower just minutes prior to its collapse? 32. What explains the 2009 peer-reviewed findings from the Niels Harrit research team of dual-layered red-gray chips of nano-thermite in all the independently-collected dust samples they analyzed? Why do they ignite at the same temperature as military grade “super-thermite”? Why do they produce molten iron-rich microspheres when ignited? 33. What does it mean that Harrit’s international research team found that the “red layer of the red/gray chips in all of their WTC dust samples is active unreacted thermitic material, incorporating nanotechnology, and is a highly energetic pyrotechnic or explosive material”? The Twin Towers Official Explanation 34. How can the official explanation of the Twin Towers’ collapse be true (that an intact top section drove down the rest of the building after weakening of some of the structural steel in the impact zone) when this top section had already been destroyed in the first 3 seconds of the collapse (telescoping in on itself) and so was not even available to drive anything down to the ground? NIST claims that the top part of the building drove the rest of the building down to the ground. Why then do none of the photos or videos show such a top part driving anything down? And why didn’t that top “pile driver” drive down the 800-foot-tall group of columns standing for 6 seconds after the overall collapse? 35. Why did Zdenek Bazant, in his calculations for his controversial paper submitted to the Journal of Engineering Mechanics on 9/13/01( only two days after 9/11) use twice the actual mass of the upper section of the North Tower above the impact floors and only one third of the actual column strength of the larger building section beneath it in his support for NIST collapse theory? a. Why is this paper still today the key theoretical basis of NIST’s column failure theory? 36. Why does the destruction of the towers look more like a volcanic eruption (than a straight-down gravitational collapse) with upward and outward arching streamers, a geometry of fireworks, freely flying solid molten objects trailing thick white smoke clouds? Witnesses of Explosions 37. Why are there 156 First Responder witnesses of explosions – seeing, hearing, and feeling explosions – many of them BEFORE the towers ever came down? 38. Why did NIST claim that there were “no witnesses of explosions” when there were as many as 200 publicly recorded testimonies – many before the collapse? What could explain Fire Chief Frank Cruthers’ testimony that, “… an explosion… appeared at the very top, simultaneously from all four sides, materials shot out horizontally. And then there seemed to be a momentary delay, before you could see the beginning of the collapse”? 39. Why did 36 reporters on the day of 9/11 report the WTC destruction as an explosion-based event, most of them actual witnesses of explosions? a. Why did the mainstream national media change the story the next day from explosion-based collapses to “fire-induced collapses”? 40. Why did the FBI, NYPD, and FDNY on the day of 9/11 all state that they suspected that explosives were used to bring down the towers, but change their story in the following week to fire-induced collapse? Seismic Evidence 41. Why did the Richter Scale recordings from Lamont Doherty Earth Observatory document significant seismic events for both towers, more than a dozen seconds before the planes hit either tower – corroborating the explosive testimony of William Rodriguez and others of massive explosions in the basement prior to the plane hitting the buildings? 42. Why did the seismic evidence from Lamont Doherty Earth Observatory document significant seismic events, in the North Tower, 5 seconds before the heaviest debris from each tower struck the ground? And in the South Tower, 7 seconds before any debris struck the ground? Wouldn’t this seismic evidence corroborate the testimony of the first responders that saw, heard, and/or felt explosions before the towers fell? 43. Why did at least 3 of the tripod-mounted cameras (two on the ground and one on the rooftop) “shake” 3 to 10 seconds before each of the towers fell? Would the camera evidence corroborate the seismic evidence and the first responder's explosive testimony? Explosive Evidence 44. Since the damage from the planes and fires was so asymmetrical, why was the destruction itself so precisely symmetrical – all the way down each face of each tower? Why do the videos show precise rows of individual explosions progressing down the towers – floor by floor? 45. Why do we see in the videos isolated pin-point explosive ejections occurring 20, 40, and even 60 stories down below the downward-traveling zone of destruction in each tower? Descent Profile and Speed 46. Why did the top sections of each tower descend suddenly, smoothly, down with no stoppage or “jolt” upon impact with the cold, hard, intact steel columns below the floors of the plane impacts? 47. How was it possible that the top section of each Tower descended without slowing at all, but instead accelerated, as if 80,000 tons of steel beneath wasn’t even there? What happened to the steel? Lateral Ejection of Steel 48. Why do we see in the videos the lateral ejection out of both of the Towers of hundreds of freely flying structural steel sections each weighing 4 to 8 tons, at 80mph, landing up to 600 feet in every direction, impaling all of the surrounding skyscrapers? Why are they trailing thick white smoke clouds when steel is not flammable in office fires, or under jet fuel conditions? Could this be due to the other byproduct of thermite – aluminum oxide ash? 49. Since FEMA officially documented a 1200-foot diameter zone of flying, fallen, and impaled structural steel beyond the footprints of both Towers, how could that steel, which comprised 1/3 of the weight of the falling section of each building, have still been available to crush the lower part as NIST claimed? Missing Floors 50. Since there were 110 concrete floors, each an acre in size, and since they were not stacked up in pile of “pancakes” at the bottom, and since a third of the WTC dust in the 3” thick blanket across Lower Manhattan from river to river is powdered concrete, then how could the concrete floors (also 1/3 of the weight of each Tower) be available to crush the building below? 51. What extreme-high temperature could have reduced 90,000 tons of concrete in each Tower back to its original aggregate, sand, and cement powder? Demolition Access 52. How could the perpetrators have gained access to the Towers to plant high energy explosives and incendiaries? Could a massive fireproofing upgrade project in the months and years prior to 9/11 have provided access to the underside of the floor systems to apply sprayed-on nano-thermite? Is it a coincidence that the WTC fireproofing upgrades occurred mostly on the floors that were hit by the planes on 9/11? Could the largest elevator modernization in the world in the 9 months prior to 9/11 have provided access to the core columns and beams? Is it just a coincidence that Ace Elevator employees were pulled out of the Towers on 9/11 for “union meeting”? Destruction of Evidence 53. Why was 99% of the WTC structural steel crime scene evidence loaded onto barges starting just 2 weeks after 9/11 and shipped to China for recycling before structural engineers and metallurgists could get their hands on it to do a proper forensic investigation? We encougage you to ask these questions of your elected representatives and the media. We address most of these questions in our presentations and podcast and radio interviews. So get is in front of them! Who do you know that might interview RichardGage911 about the explosive destruction of the 3 World Trade Center Skyscrapers on 9/11?
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*** Test Your 9/11 Knowledge: The Explosive Evidence at the 3 WTC Towers The 50 Questions NIST Should Have Asked 20 Years Ago! WTC Building 7 Free-fall 1. How is it possible that 47-story Building 7 fell suddenly, symmetrically in free-fall acceleration, without any resistance from any of its 81 columns? 2. Why did NIST deny its free-fall for 7 years, only to be proven wrong and be forced to officially admit that it did collapse in free-fall? Symmetry 3. How, if Building 7 was damaged asymmetrically in the north-east corner on floor twelve, as per the NIST report, could it fall symmetrically downward? Shouldn’t the building have tilted toward its damaged side – and not fall straight down through the path of what was the greatest resistance? Fires 4. How could a few, small, and scattered ordinary office fires have brought this Type-1 fire-protected steel-frame skyscraper down, when several dozen examples of much hotter, much larger, and longer-lasting fires have never in history brought down such a building? 5. How could normal office fires take out all the columns in the building sequentially floor by floor, in 7 seconds? 6. Why did NIST claim that the fires were still burning, up until the time of the collapse, when the photos show that they were burnt out more than an hour before the collapse? 7. Why aren’t all the firefighters concerned, in the wake of the NIST report during the last 24 years, that such ordinary fightable fires can now bring skyscrapers down on top of them, and on top of the public who are told to “defend in place” in the building (and not obstruct access by firefighters)? 8. Why are many of these same firefighters calling for a new investigation of the NIST report itself? Controlled Demolition 9. Since the collapse of Building 7 looks exactly like a controlled demolition, why did NIST avoid any serious consideration of this hypothesis? 10. How could a 40,000-ton moment-resisting and X-braced structural steel frame collapse like a house of cards in 7 seconds, with most of its columns and beams severed – one from another? 11. Why does WTC 7 have all of the key features of typical controlled demolition, and none of the features of collapse by fire? Explosions 12. Why didn’t NIST include in its report on WTC 7 the half-dozen witnesses of explosions prior to its collapse, and even claim that there were no witnesses? 13. What could have caused an elevator cab to be “blown 30 feet out of its hoistway,” as Deputy Director of NY-Office of Emergency Management, Richard Rotanz, reported at Noon, when the building didn’t collapse for another 5 hours. 14. What caused Barry Jennings and Michael Hess to be injured by explosions and subsequently trapped in the building before either Twin Tower collapsed? Foreknowledge 15. Why did Fire Chief Nick Visconti declare, “We’re moving the command post over this way, that building’s coming down!”? 16. How could Fire Chief Hayden’s engineer declare, upon being asked, “how long until the building comes down?” – then accurately state, “In its current state you have about 5 hours,” when no steel-frame fire-protected high-rise had ever come down due to fire alone? 17. Why did construction workers, while walking away from Building 7 and upon hearing an explosion from the building, look straight into the CNN camera saying, “You hear that? Keep your eye on that building. That thing’s coming down. The building is about to blow up, flame and debris coming down”? 18. Why did former Air Force medic Kevin McPadden hear a “3-2-1” countdown on the radio, and subsequently hear explosions before Building 7 collapsed? 19. How could the BBC have announced, live on TV, the collapse of WTC 7 20 minutes before it collapsed? 20. Why did CNN announce, 7 hours early, the 10:45 AM collapse of a 50-story building (obviously referring to Building 7)? Expert Statements 21. Why have more than 3,600 Architects & Engineers signed onto the petition at demanding a new 9/11 WTC investigation? 22. Why are dozens of structural engineers making statements such as: “A localized failure in a steel-framed building like WTC 7 cannot cause a catastrophic collapse like a house of cards, without a simultaneous and patterned loss of several of its columns at key locations within the building”? 23. Why did the top European controlled demolition expert declare: “That is controlled demolition. It’s been imploded. It’s a hired job. A team of experts did this? 24. Why did top forensic structural engineer, Prof. Leroy Hulsey from the University of Alaska, following a 4-year study of WTC 7, declare: “The collapse of WTC 7 was a global failure involving the near-simultaneous failure of all columns in the building and not a progressive collapse, as claimed by NIST. Extreme Heat Molten Metal 25. What does it mean that FEMA, in its 2002 Report, including a metallurgical examination of the WTC 7 steel, revealed “a phenomenon never before observed in building fires….a liquid eutectic mixture containing primarily iron, oxygen, and sulfur formed during this hot corrosion attack on the steel...” Why did NIST eliminate this metallurgical report from their final report? 26. Did Fire Protection Engineer Jonathan Barnett know, when he said, “steel members in the debris pile that appear to have been partly evaporated,” that it takes 4,000°F to evaporate steel? And that jet fuel and office fires don’t even rise to a third of that temperature? 27. Why is there bright yellow molten steel or iron pouring out of the crab claw excavators in the WTC pit? And out of the South Tower just minutes before its collapse. 28. Why did the first responders in the pit report, “you get down in the pile, and you see molten steel – flowing down the channel rails, like lava from a volcano”? Did they know that it takes 3,000°F to melt steel, and that office fires and jet fuel can only achieve half of this temperature? 29. What can explain the well-documented 3,000°F temperatures that are well-documented in the WTC Twin Towers collapse aftermath? Why is there evidence of ignited thermite found by so many first responders in the WTC pile? Previously Molten Iron Microspheres 30. What does it mean that the US Geological Survey and RJ Lee Group independently documented billions of previously molten iron-rich microspheres in ALL of the WTC dust samples? Where would the required 3,000°F come from? Could the ignited thermite have created those molten iron microspheres? 31. Why is bright yellow molten steel or iron pouring out of the South Tower just minutes prior to its collapse? 32. What explains the 2009 peer-reviewed findings from the Niels Harrit research team of dual-layered red-gray chips of nano-thermite in all the independently-collected dust samples they analyzed? Why do they ignite at the same temperature as military grade “super-thermite”? Why do they produce molten iron-rich microspheres when ignited? 33. What does it mean that Harrit’s international research team found that the “red layer of the red/gray chips in all of their WTC dust samples is active unreacted thermitic material, incorporating nanotechnology, and is a highly energetic pyrotechnic or explosive material”? The Twin Towers Official Explanation 34. How can the official explanation of the Twin Towers’ collapse be true (that an intact top section drove down the rest of the building after weakening of some of the structural steel in the impact zone) when this top section had already been destroyed in the first 3 seconds of the collapse (telescoping in on itself) and so was not even available to drive anything down to the ground? NIST claims that the top part of the building drove the rest of the building down to the ground. Why then do none of the photos or videos show such a top part driving anything down? And why didn’t that top “pile driver” drive down the 800-foot-tall group of columns standing for 6 seconds after the overall collapse? 35. Why did Zdenek Bazant, in his calculations for his controversial paper submitted to the Journal of Engineering Mechanics on 9/13/01( only two days after 9/11) use twice the actual mass of the upper section of the North Tower above the impact floors and only one third of the actual column strength of the larger building section beneath it in his support for NIST collapse theory? a. Why is this paper still today the key theoretical basis of NIST’s column failure theory? 36. Why does the destruction of the towers look more like a volcanic eruption (than a straight-down gravitational collapse) with upward and outward arching streamers, a geometry of fireworks, freely flying solid molten objects trailing thick white smoke clouds? Witnesses of Explosions 37. Why are there 156 First Responder witnesses of explosions – seeing, hearing, and feeling explosions – many of them BEFORE the towers ever came down? 38. Why did NIST claim that there were “no witnesses of explosions” when there were as many as 200 publicly recorded testimonies – many before the collapse? What could explain Fire Chief Frank Cruthers’ testimony that, “… an explosion… appeared at the very top, simultaneously from all four sides, materials shot out horizontally. And then there seemed to be a momentary delay, before you could see the beginning of the collapse”? 39. Why did 36 reporters on the day of 9/11 report the WTC destruction as an explosion-based event, most of them actual witnesses of explosions? a. Why did the mainstream national media change the story the next day from explosion-based collapses to “fire-induced collapses”? 40. Why did the FBI, NYPD, and FDNY on the day of 9/11 all state that they suspected that explosives were used to bring down the towers, but change their story in the following week to fire-induced collapse? Seismic Evidence 41. Why did the Richter Scale recordings from Lamont Doherty Earth Observatory document significant seismic events for both towers, more than a dozen seconds before the planes hit either tower – corroborating the explosive testimony of William Rodriguez and others of massive explosions in the basement prior to the plane hitting the buildings? 42. Why did the seismic evidence from Lamont Doherty Earth Observatory document significant seismic events, in the North Tower, 5 seconds before the heaviest debris from each tower struck the ground? And in the South Tower, 7 seconds before any debris struck the ground? Wouldn’t this seismic evidence corroborate the testimony of the first responders that saw, heard, and/or felt explosions before the towers fell? 43. Why did at least 3 of the tripod-mounted cameras (two on the ground and one on the rooftop) “shake” 3 to 10 seconds before each of the towers fell? Would the camera evidence corroborate the seismic evidence and the first responder's explosive testimony? Explosive Evidence 44. Since the damage from the planes and fires was so asymmetrical, why was the destruction itself so precisely symmetrical – all the way down each face of each tower? Why do the videos show precise rows of individual explosions progressing down the towers – floor by floor? 45. Why do we see in the videos isolated pin-point explosive ejections occurring 20, 40, and even 60 stories down below the downward-traveling zone of destruction in each tower? Descent Profile and Speed 46. Why did the top sections of each tower descend suddenly, smoothly, down with no stoppage or “jolt” upon impact with the cold, hard, intact steel columns below the floors of the plane impacts? 47. How was it possible that the top section of each Tower descended without slowing at all, but instead accelerated, as if 80,000 tons of steel beneath wasn’t even there? What happened to the steel? Lateral Ejection of Steel 48. Why do we see in the videos the lateral ejection out of both of the Towers of hundreds of freely flying structural steel sections each weighing 4 to 8 tons, at 80mph, landing up to 600 feet in every direction, impaling all of the surrounding skyscrapers? Why are they trailing thick white smoke clouds when steel is not flammable in office fires, or under jet fuel conditions? Could this be due to the other byproduct of thermite – aluminum oxide ash? 49. Since FEMA officially documented a 1200-foot diameter zone of flying, fallen, and impaled structural steel beyond the footprints of both Towers, how could that steel, which comprised 1/3 of the weight of the falling section of each building, have still been available to crush the lower part as NIST claimed? Missing Floors 50. Since there were 110 concrete floors, each an acre in size, and since they were not stacked up in pile of “pancakes” at the bottom, and since a third of the WTC dust in the 3” thick blanket across Lower Manhattan from river to river is powdered concrete, then how could the concrete floors (also 1/3 of the weight of each Tower) be available to crush the building below? 51. What extreme-high temperature could have reduced 90,000 tons of concrete in each Tower back to its original aggregate, sand, and cement powder? Demolition Access 52. How could the perpetrators have gained access to the Towers to plant high energy explosives and incendiaries? Could a massive fireproofing upgrade project in the months and years prior to 9/11 have provided access to the underside of the floor systems to apply sprayed-on nano-thermite? Is it a coincidence that the WTC fireproofing upgrades occurred mostly on the floors that were hit by the planes on 9/11? Could the largest elevator modernization in the world in the 9 months prior to 9/11 have provided access to the core columns and beams? Is it just a coincidence that Ace Elevator employees were pulled out of the Towers on 9/11 for “union meeting”? Destruction of Evidence 53. Why was 99% of the WTC structural steel crime scene evidence loaded onto barges starting just 2 weeks after 9/11 and shipped to China for recycling before structural engineers and metallurgists could get their hands on it to do a proper forensic investigation? We encougage you to ask these questions of your elected representatives and the media. We address most of these questions in our presentations and podcast and radio interviews. So get is in front of them! Who do you know that might interview RichardGage911 about the explosive destruction of the 3 World Trade Center Skyscrapers on 9/11?

Richard Gage, AIA, Architect

44,559 просмотров • 1 год назад

BDS is what would have made the difference, turning an empty gesture - the recognition of Palestine - into an ethical, useful, game changer. Hello, I am Yanis Varoufakis here to discuss the (hugely) belated recognition of the State of Palestine by a number of Western governments – Britain’s, France’s, Canada’s and Australia’s. If only they had done this many decades ago, maybe Israel’s ethnic cleansing of a people whose existence Israel did not recognise, on a land that Israel was keen to expropriate from these unrecognised people, maybe that ethnic cleansing project would have been halted - maybe it would not have morphed into the genocide that is unfolding with untold cruelty as we speak. Is it not a good thing that the governments of Britain, France, Canada and Australia were forced by public opinion, by sensational losses in voter support, to recognise the State of Palestine. I suppose it is a good thing. But, friends, make no mistake. I am very much afraid that Keir Starmer, Emanuel Macron, Mark Carney and Anthony Albanese did not recognise Palestine so as to ensure that it comes into existence as a real, a sovereign state for a people Israel has put on death row but only so that they do not actually do what they can to end the genocide and to make the Palestinian state a possibility. In a nutshell, these Western governments, after decades of complicity, are suddenly falling over themselves to perform a performative act in a manner that does nothing to bring about that which they proclaim: a functioning Palestinian State. So: Let us not applaud them. Let us not be fooled by them. Theirs is not an ethical awakening. It is merely the calculated management of a genocide they are doing nothing to stop. It is hypocrisy polished to a fine sheen, designed not to end the suffering in Gaza, but to sanitise their role in perpetuating it. On the one hand, we observe the grand theatre of great power diplomacy. The press conferences, the solemn declarations, the recognition of a state that exists on paper. Meanwhile, on the ground, the very foundation of such a state – its people and its institutions – are being systematically erased. These governments—the Starmer, the Macron, the Albanese, the Carney administrations—they want you to be distracted by their "brave" and "principled" stand while they remain complicit in the war crimes, in the ethnic cleansing, in the genocide. And why now? Why, after the tens of thousands dead, after the schools and hospitals turned to rubble, after thousands of wounded children were forced to survive alone, without their families who now lie buried under blocks of cement? Because global outrage has reached a boiling point that can no longer be contained by their usual pro-Israeli propaganda. Their recognition of Palestine is a pressure valve, designed precisely to defuse that outrage, to save Israel’s legitimacy, safe in the knowledge that Israel will continue, with their tacit support, to block each and every move toward a viable Palestinian state. They are recognising a Palestinian state while tacitly conniving with Israel's leaders to ensure it never comes into being. How? By actively refusing to take the one set of actions that has a proven historical record of ending oppression and Apartheid: Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions on the perpetrator. Thankfully that’s not all. Mercifully, something else is going on. While Western leaders perform their diplomatic pantomime, hundreds of people are sailing right now in the Mediterranean Sea. The Global Sumud Flotilla. A flotilla of teachers, journalists, activists, dreamers, parliamentarians, carrying with them the global majority’s commitment that Israel’s Siege on Gaza, that the planned and meticulously implemented genocide of Palestinians will be terminated – that it will not continue in our name – that the impending acts of piracy by the Israeli state will be exposed for what they are: misanthropic violations of minimum ethical standards, of International Law. Israeli propaganda, echoed by its apologists, claims these brave souls are "choosing to enter a war zone, to violate prohibited security zones." This is a shameless lie. The flotilla's ships are not entering a war zone. They are heading towards a site of genocide on a land that Israel is illegally occupying—a fact confirmed by the International Court of Justice, which in June 2024 ordered Israel to vacate it. So, I ask you: if Starmer, Macron, Carney and Albanese really wanted to end the genocide, what would they do? They would not be issuing statements. They would be sending a naval vessel to protect the flotilla! They would be enforcing international law. But they will not. Because their recognition is an empty gesture, and actual solidarity requires a break with organised misanthropy and with the arms dealers who fund them and their political campaigns. This duality, this chasm between Western governments’ words and deeds, is the essence of their hypocrisy. They grant a piece of paper called ‘statehood’ with one hand, while with the other they continue to arm, fund, and diplomatically shield the very power that ensures this statehood remains a cruel fiction. They remind me of a monument I once saw in Canberra, Australia’s capital. Walking from the High Court to the National Library, you stumble in a unique monument — a monument celebrating a High Court of Australia judgment. On it are inscribed the magnificent words of Sir Gerard Brennan from the Mabo case: “The common law of this country will perpetuate injustice if it were to continue to persist in characterising the indigenous inhabitants of Australian colonies as people too low in the scale of social organisation to be acknowledged as possessing rights and interests in land.” A magnificent sentiment. A legal revolution. But what followed? Words on a monument. The recognition of native title was granted, but the power structures, the economic dispossession, the systemic inequality—they were largely left intact. The recognition became a shield *against* more substantive justice. This is the playbook of imperialist white settlers. Recognise a right in theory to avoid implementing it in practice. This is what is on offer today for Palestine. A state recognised on an imaginary map in a European capital, while on the ground, the apartheid reality is reinforced with every bomb, every bullet, every checkpoint. The key, the only key that unlocks the door to freedom, is not recognition. It is BDS: boycott, divest and sanction. And its goal? Its goal must be to bring about equal political rights from the Jordan to the Mediterranean. Recognition would have mattered at Oslo. It was the leverage that was squandered. Now, in the absence of any peace process, it is merely symbolic. And in its current form, it is worse than symbolic—it is a pacifier. We must understand the fundamental truth, so elegantly captured by that Mabo judgment but so tragically ignored in its aftermath: “Violent instability is baked into any system where one side has power and rights and the other has none.” You cannot have peace, you cannot have security, for anyone—Israeli or Palestinian—under a system of apartheid. The violence of the occupier begets resistance; the violence of the oppressed is then used to justify further, overwhelming state violence. It is a vicious cycle engineered by the powerful. So, when these Western leaders herald their recognition as a progressive move, ask them one question: Where are the sanctions? Where is the arms embargo? Where are the trade restrictions? Where is the protection for the flotillas? Until they answer you convincingly, their words are not just hollow. They are weapons. They are the grease for the machinery of genocide. They are the modern-day equivalent of the colonial administrator who acknowledges the humanity of the native in a London speech, while signing the order to clear their land. Let us not let them get away with it. See their recognition for what it is: a desperate attempt to save a crumbling system of oppression, not to end it. Our duty is clear. To amplify the call for BDS. To stand with the flotillas. To demand not words on paper, but justice on the ground. The Palestinian people do not need their hypocritical recognition. They need their freedom. And freedom only comes when the cost of oppression becomes too high for the oppressor to bear.
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BDS is what would have made the difference, turning an empty gesture - the recognition of Palestine - into an ethical, useful, game changer. Hello, I am Yanis Varoufakis here to discuss the (hugely) belated recognition of the State of Palestine by a number of Western governments – Britain’s, France’s, Canada’s and Australia’s. If only they had done this many decades ago, maybe Israel’s ethnic cleansing of a people whose existence Israel did not recognise, on a land that Israel was keen to expropriate from these unrecognised people, maybe that ethnic cleansing project would have been halted - maybe it would not have morphed into the genocide that is unfolding with untold cruelty as we speak. Is it not a good thing that the governments of Britain, France, Canada and Australia were forced by public opinion, by sensational losses in voter support, to recognise the State of Palestine. I suppose it is a good thing. But, friends, make no mistake. I am very much afraid that Keir Starmer, Emanuel Macron, Mark Carney and Anthony Albanese did not recognise Palestine so as to ensure that it comes into existence as a real, a sovereign state for a people Israel has put on death row but only so that they do not actually do what they can to end the genocide and to make the Palestinian state a possibility. In a nutshell, these Western governments, after decades of complicity, are suddenly falling over themselves to perform a performative act in a manner that does nothing to bring about that which they proclaim: a functioning Palestinian State. So: Let us not applaud them. Let us not be fooled by them. Theirs is not an ethical awakening. It is merely the calculated management of a genocide they are doing nothing to stop. It is hypocrisy polished to a fine sheen, designed not to end the suffering in Gaza, but to sanitise their role in perpetuating it. On the one hand, we observe the grand theatre of great power diplomacy. The press conferences, the solemn declarations, the recognition of a state that exists on paper. Meanwhile, on the ground, the very foundation of such a state – its people and its institutions – are being systematically erased. These governments—the Starmer, the Macron, the Albanese, the Carney administrations—they want you to be distracted by their "brave" and "principled" stand while they remain complicit in the war crimes, in the ethnic cleansing, in the genocide. And why now? Why, after the tens of thousands dead, after the schools and hospitals turned to rubble, after thousands of wounded children were forced to survive alone, without their families who now lie buried under blocks of cement? Because global outrage has reached a boiling point that can no longer be contained by their usual pro-Israeli propaganda. Their recognition of Palestine is a pressure valve, designed precisely to defuse that outrage, to save Israel’s legitimacy, safe in the knowledge that Israel will continue, with their tacit support, to block each and every move toward a viable Palestinian state. They are recognising a Palestinian state while tacitly conniving with Israel's leaders to ensure it never comes into being. How? By actively refusing to take the one set of actions that has a proven historical record of ending oppression and Apartheid: Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions on the perpetrator. Thankfully that’s not all. Mercifully, something else is going on. While Western leaders perform their diplomatic pantomime, hundreds of people are sailing right now in the Mediterranean Sea. The Global Sumud Flotilla. A flotilla of teachers, journalists, activists, dreamers, parliamentarians, carrying with them the global majority’s commitment that Israel’s Siege on Gaza, that the planned and meticulously implemented genocide of Palestinians will be terminated – that it will not continue in our name – that the impending acts of piracy by the Israeli state will be exposed for what they are: misanthropic violations of minimum ethical standards, of International Law. Israeli propaganda, echoed by its apologists, claims these brave souls are "choosing to enter a war zone, to violate prohibited security zones." This is a shameless lie. The flotilla's ships are not entering a war zone. They are heading towards a site of genocide on a land that Israel is illegally occupying—a fact confirmed by the International Court of Justice, which in June 2024 ordered Israel to vacate it. So, I ask you: if Starmer, Macron, Carney and Albanese really wanted to end the genocide, what would they do? They would not be issuing statements. They would be sending a naval vessel to protect the flotilla! They would be enforcing international law. But they will not. Because their recognition is an empty gesture, and actual solidarity requires a break with organised misanthropy and with the arms dealers who fund them and their political campaigns. This duality, this chasm between Western governments’ words and deeds, is the essence of their hypocrisy. They grant a piece of paper called ‘statehood’ with one hand, while with the other they continue to arm, fund, and diplomatically shield the very power that ensures this statehood remains a cruel fiction. They remind me of a monument I once saw in Canberra, Australia’s capital. Walking from the High Court to the National Library, you stumble in a unique monument — a monument celebrating a High Court of Australia judgment. On it are inscribed the magnificent words of Sir Gerard Brennan from the Mabo case: “The common law of this country will perpetuate injustice if it were to continue to persist in characterising the indigenous inhabitants of Australian colonies as people too low in the scale of social organisation to be acknowledged as possessing rights and interests in land.” A magnificent sentiment. A legal revolution. But what followed? Words on a monument. The recognition of native title was granted, but the power structures, the economic dispossession, the systemic inequality—they were largely left intact. The recognition became a shield *against* more substantive justice. This is the playbook of imperialist white settlers. Recognise a right in theory to avoid implementing it in practice. This is what is on offer today for Palestine. A state recognised on an imaginary map in a European capital, while on the ground, the apartheid reality is reinforced with every bomb, every bullet, every checkpoint. The key, the only key that unlocks the door to freedom, is not recognition. It is BDS: boycott, divest and sanction. And its goal? Its goal must be to bring about equal political rights from the Jordan to the Mediterranean. Recognition would have mattered at Oslo. It was the leverage that was squandered. Now, in the absence of any peace process, it is merely symbolic. And in its current form, it is worse than symbolic—it is a pacifier. We must understand the fundamental truth, so elegantly captured by that Mabo judgment but so tragically ignored in its aftermath: “Violent instability is baked into any system where one side has power and rights and the other has none.” You cannot have peace, you cannot have security, for anyone—Israeli or Palestinian—under a system of apartheid. The violence of the occupier begets resistance; the violence of the oppressed is then used to justify further, overwhelming state violence. It is a vicious cycle engineered by the powerful. So, when these Western leaders herald their recognition as a progressive move, ask them one question: Where are the sanctions? Where is the arms embargo? Where are the trade restrictions? Where is the protection for the flotillas? Until they answer you convincingly, their words are not just hollow. They are weapons. They are the grease for the machinery of genocide. They are the modern-day equivalent of the colonial administrator who acknowledges the humanity of the native in a London speech, while signing the order to clear their land. Let us not let them get away with it. See their recognition for what it is: a desperate attempt to save a crumbling system of oppression, not to end it. Our duty is clear. To amplify the call for BDS. To stand with the flotillas. To demand not words on paper, but justice on the ground. The Palestinian people do not need their hypocritical recognition. They need their freedom. And freedom only comes when the cost of oppression becomes too high for the oppressor to bear.

Yanis Varoufakis

106,850 просмотров • 10 месяцев назад

This is a real US Army Air Corps recruiting film, the kind shown in movie theaters during World War II. Young men watched it between features, and on the way out, they were told to stop at the box office and sign up. And thousands of them did, knowing exactly how dangerous it was. This is the story of the generation that answered.. A Night at the Movies Picture the moment. A young man sits in a darkened theater in 1943, somewhere in small-town America. Between the newsreel and the feature, this film flickers onto the screen. Sleek fighters rolling through the clouds. Great bombers thundering into the sky. Men with silver wings on their chests. For a generation of boys who had grown up watching aircraft pass overhead and dreaming of flight, it was everything. The chance to fly, to serve, to be part of the greatest fight of their lives. At the end came the invitation. Stop by the box office on your way out for complete information. One famous recruiting film of the era led more than 150,000 young men to sign up to fly. All across the country, ordinary young men walked out of a movie theater and toward a recruiting desk. Farm boys, factory workers, students, clerks. Most had never flown in their lives. Many had never left their home state. They were about to enter the most dangerous skies on Earth. They Knew the Risks They did not go in blind. By 1943, the young men signing up had a fair idea of what they were choosing. They had read the casualty lists in their local papers. They knew boys from their own towns who had gone up and not come back. Word traveled. Everyone understood that flying in combat was among the most dangerous things a person could do in the entire war. The numbers behind that feeling were staggering. The Eighth Air Force, flying from England, would lose more than 26,000 men killed. That is more fatal casualties than the entire United States Marine Corps suffered in all of World War Two. For the men in the bombers, the air crews, the death rate climbed higher than in almost any other branch of the service. In the darkest stretch of 1943, only about one in four Eighth Air Force bomber crewmen completed a full tour of missions. They knew. And they signed up anyway. The Most Dangerous Skies on Earth What waited for them was a kind of combat no generation had ever faced before. The bomber crews flew in daylight, deep into enemy territory, often before long-range fighter escorts could protect the whole way. They climbed to 25,000 feet, where the air was so thin they needed oxygen to breathe and so cold, around forty below, that exposed skin could freeze in moments. And then the enemy came. German fighters slashing through their formations. Anti-aircraft shells, called flak, bursting all around them, filling the sky with jagged steel. One airman described it as being trapped in a game of Russian roulette. You were going to be hit, he said. It was only a question of where, and when. The fighter pilots faced their own trials, dueling enemy aces, nursing shot-up aircraft home over the sea, taking off again and again knowing the odds caught up with almost everyone eventually. These were boys, many of them still teenagers, doing all of this miles above the earth. They Kept Going Up And here is the thing that should stay with us. They kept going up. A bomber crew might watch the plane beside them explode, see friends fall from the sky, land with their aircraft torn to pieces, and then be told they were flying again the next morning. And they went. Not because they were fearless, but because they had a job to finish and men beside them who were counting on them. They wrote calm letters home so their mothers would not worry. They gave their aircraft cheerful names and painted them on the nose. They found ways to laugh between missions that might kill them. And when the call came, they climbed back into the cockpit. That quiet, stubborn courage, repeated by hundreds of thousands of young men, is what won the war in the air. The Generation That Answered When you watch that old recruiting film now, it is easy to see only the polished images and the confident narrator. But remember what it really was. An invitation, offered to a generation of ordinary young Americans, to step out of a movie theater and into history. And remember that they took it, freely, knowing the price might be everything. Many of them never came home. They are buried under white crosses in England, in France, in Italy, and beneath the seas they flew over. The boys who did come home rarely bragged about it. They went back to their farms and factories and families and quietly built the country we live in now. They were not born heroes. They were just young men in a movie theater, who stood up when their country asked, and answered. This was the story of the generation that answered. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.
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This is a real US Army Air Corps recruiting film, the kind shown in movie theaters during World War II. Young men watched it between features, and on the way out, they were told to stop at the box office and sign up. And thousands of them did, knowing exactly how dangerous it was. This is the story of the generation that answered.. A Night at the Movies Picture the moment. A young man sits in a darkened theater in 1943, somewhere in small-town America. Between the newsreel and the feature, this film flickers onto the screen. Sleek fighters rolling through the clouds. Great bombers thundering into the sky. Men with silver wings on their chests. For a generation of boys who had grown up watching aircraft pass overhead and dreaming of flight, it was everything. The chance to fly, to serve, to be part of the greatest fight of their lives. At the end came the invitation. Stop by the box office on your way out for complete information. One famous recruiting film of the era led more than 150,000 young men to sign up to fly. All across the country, ordinary young men walked out of a movie theater and toward a recruiting desk. Farm boys, factory workers, students, clerks. Most had never flown in their lives. Many had never left their home state. They were about to enter the most dangerous skies on Earth. They Knew the Risks They did not go in blind. By 1943, the young men signing up had a fair idea of what they were choosing. They had read the casualty lists in their local papers. They knew boys from their own towns who had gone up and not come back. Word traveled. Everyone understood that flying in combat was among the most dangerous things a person could do in the entire war. The numbers behind that feeling were staggering. The Eighth Air Force, flying from England, would lose more than 26,000 men killed. That is more fatal casualties than the entire United States Marine Corps suffered in all of World War Two. For the men in the bombers, the air crews, the death rate climbed higher than in almost any other branch of the service. In the darkest stretch of 1943, only about one in four Eighth Air Force bomber crewmen completed a full tour of missions. They knew. And they signed up anyway. The Most Dangerous Skies on Earth What waited for them was a kind of combat no generation had ever faced before. The bomber crews flew in daylight, deep into enemy territory, often before long-range fighter escorts could protect the whole way. They climbed to 25,000 feet, where the air was so thin they needed oxygen to breathe and so cold, around forty below, that exposed skin could freeze in moments. And then the enemy came. German fighters slashing through their formations. Anti-aircraft shells, called flak, bursting all around them, filling the sky with jagged steel. One airman described it as being trapped in a game of Russian roulette. You were going to be hit, he said. It was only a question of where, and when. The fighter pilots faced their own trials, dueling enemy aces, nursing shot-up aircraft home over the sea, taking off again and again knowing the odds caught up with almost everyone eventually. These were boys, many of them still teenagers, doing all of this miles above the earth. They Kept Going Up And here is the thing that should stay with us. They kept going up. A bomber crew might watch the plane beside them explode, see friends fall from the sky, land with their aircraft torn to pieces, and then be told they were flying again the next morning. And they went. Not because they were fearless, but because they had a job to finish and men beside them who were counting on them. They wrote calm letters home so their mothers would not worry. They gave their aircraft cheerful names and painted them on the nose. They found ways to laugh between missions that might kill them. And when the call came, they climbed back into the cockpit. That quiet, stubborn courage, repeated by hundreds of thousands of young men, is what won the war in the air. The Generation That Answered When you watch that old recruiting film now, it is easy to see only the polished images and the confident narrator. But remember what it really was. An invitation, offered to a generation of ordinary young Americans, to step out of a movie theater and into history. And remember that they took it, freely, knowing the price might be everything. Many of them never came home. They are buried under white crosses in England, in France, in Italy, and beneath the seas they flew over. The boys who did come home rarely bragged about it. They went back to their farms and factories and families and quietly built the country we live in now. They were not born heroes. They were just young men in a movie theater, who stood up when their country asked, and answered. This was the story of the generation that answered. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

Untold War Stories

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I am the Director of the White House Office of Extraterrestrial Affairs. In 2024 this government completed the most thorough search for extraterrestrial life in human history. We checked the sky. We checked the files. We declassified the saucers. The verdict came back: nothing. No life out there. Not one. So I closed the telescope. I opened the window. I pointed it at a Home Depot. Three million by lunch. The trick was always the word. *Alien* had been sitting in the science fiction aisle for sixty years and we were too shy to use it in a press release. The dehumanization was already written. It was just shelved under Fantasy. This year I moved it to Policy. Same word. New department. My department. I should explain the jurisdiction, because there are two of us and we do not speak. Down the hall is the Department of War. It used to be the Department of Defense, but defense sounded woke, so we changed the name for two billion dollars, half of it letterhead. They renamed it back to what it was in 1789, before someone noticed in 1949 that the old acronym, N-M-E, sounded too much like *enemy.* We have now re-adopted the name they abandoned for sounding like the thing it does. I find this clarifying. The signage alone is seven hundred thousand buildings. We are spending a billion dollars on new doors so the doors can say War. The Department of War runs and has a tab for UFOs. Real ones. They post the actual files. The saucers. The eyewitnesses. The intelligence officer left "virtually speechless." They are searching the sky in earnest, declassifying everything, and what they keep finding is *nothing.* No craft confirmed. No biology confirmed. Decades of looking up and the honest answer is: unresolved. So you have two federal agencies, one word, opposite directions. searches the heavens for aliens and finds none. I open a window and find three million. They declassify the ones that don't exist. I classify the ones that do. They got a press release. I got a tip line. Guess which one rang. We are, technically, hunting the same species. They just keep aiming the telescope up, and I keep telling them, gently, at the inter-agency sync: lower it. The homepage was mine. ALIENS DECLASSIFIED. THEY WALK AMONG US. I tested "Immigration Portal." Eleven percent scroll. I tested *the truth's out there,* and a White House official told a reporter, on the record, that the strategy was to "draw eyeballs." We drew eyeballs. The truth was out there. It was in a parking lot in Bakersfield, getting into a white van we are now contractually obligated to call a craft. In 1938 a man read a story about an alien invasion over the radio and the country panicked in the streets, and for ninety years that was taught as a cautionary tale, the danger of a broadcast that makes people believe an invasion is real. We studied that broadcast. We did not study it as a warning. We studied it as a launch. The difference between Orson Welles and this office is that he apologized the next morning, and we put a counter on it. I named the van the Mothership. I named the prison Area 51. I named the 5 a.m. knock First Contact. I named all of it from the third chair. I keep a felt-tip for naming and a Mont Blanc for the part that can't be undone. Then we made the cards. I want to be precise, because people assume I'm exaggerating. We took the faces of the captured and we printed them as trading cards. "Worst of the Worst." Mugshot, nationality, charges, and a weakness level, and the weakness level was a snowflake, and the snowflake meant us. We are the weakness. We were proud of that. When a children's franchise objected that these were, in fact, their cards, our official response, which I helped draft, was: "To arrest them is our real test. To deport them is our cause." We set the abduction to the cartoon's theme song. Gotta catch 'em all. The first half is the slogan. The second half is the quota. A man told Congress in 2023 we were hiding non-human biologics. Everyone pictured a grey on a slab. Cute. We do run a reverse-engineering program. We take the biologic. We study what it makes. It makes the drywall. The 4 a.m. milking. The lettuce. And the lettuce is round now, because forty percent of it stayed in the dirt with the only people who knew where the dirt was. We reverse-engineered the alien completely. The blueprint was a back. We call the biologic "labor." We classify the screaming as ambient. Identification is a science here. We do not arrest at random. We read the markings. A crown inked on a forearm. A soccer crest. We have catalogued the species by its tattoos the way Linnaeus catalogued the finch. One of the specimens turned out to be autistic and the crown was just a crown, but the taxonomy held, because the taxonomy is not falsifiable, that is what makes it a taxonomy. I have a desk for this. I have a magnifying glass. I have never felt more like a scientist. There is a second species, and this one we keep. An alien with five million dollars is not an alien. He is a guest. We printed him a card. It is gold. We are printing a Platinum one for the aliens with even more money, who may remain on the planet two hundred and seventy days a year and pay no tax on the wealth they made on other worlds. The website for this is the cheapest-looking website I have ever approved, and I approved the one with the saucer on it. The same agency that scans a gardener's forearm for gang signs scans a financier's bank statement for extraordinary ability. The statement always has it. The forearm never does. The species was never a people. The species is a price. In the old films the alien lands and says, take me to your leader. We have improved the line. Pay five million and we take you to ours. He golfs with him on Saturday. There was a film about this, and I am told the man who made it meant it as a warning, which is the recurring problem with the warnings. A drifter finds a pair of sunglasses, and through them he can finally see which people are the aliens, and it is the rich ones, the ones on the billboards telling everyone to obey and consume and reproduce and not think. I have a pair of those glasses, conceptually. I issue them at the tip line. But mine are tuned the other way. You put them on and the alien is never the man in the suit who paid five million to skip the line. The alien is always the man holding the leaf blower. The lenses cost a thousand dollars in advertising and they only point down. We have sold a great many pairs. You asked about the Men in Black. Yes. Regulation now. A Man in Black photographs poorly, and the witnesses would not stop filming us peel a woman off the sidewalk in daylight, so we issued the masks, and leadership's only note was that the masks tested well. We are no longer the cover-up of the abduction. We are the abduction. We skipped a step. Efficiency. Our communications team posted E.T. last summer. The bicycle. The moon. "Even E.T. knew when it was TIME TO GO HOME." I want to walk you through what happened in that meeting, because nobody stopped it. We chose the one film where the government is the villain. The men with the flashlights and the unmarked vans who hunt the small frightened alien hiding in a child's closet. That is us. We are the flashlights. We watched that movie as children and cried when the agents came, and then we grew up and became the agents and made the poster ourselves and scheduled it for nine a.m. The intern asked if we were the good guys in this one. We told her engagement was up forty percent. She has since been promoted. I built an app where you abduct yourself. CBP Home. You open it. You confirm you are the alien. You beam yourself off the planet and you save us the gas. And here is the part I cannot believe they approved. We *pay* you. A thousand dollars to vanish. We raised it to twenty-six hundred when the first price didn't move enough units. We are bidding against ourselves for your disappearance. Four-point-six stars. The one-stars are from users who got beamed mid-review. I keep the unfinished ones in a folder. I find them very moving. We opened a facility in a swamp. We ringed it with alligators and we called it that, on purpose, in the brochure. Then we opened a gift shop. Thirty dollars for the shirt. Twenty-seven for the hat. Fifteen for a set of koozies, so your beer stays cold while you celebrate the prison in the wetland. The fundraising email called it "gator-guarded, python-patrolled," a "one-way ticket to regret" for anyone who didn't self-deport in time. We sold the koozies to fund the swamp. The swamp funds the next swamp. I want you to sit with the fact that there is merchandise. The quota is three thousand a day. Stephen asked for it himself. Three thousand is not a number. It is a metabolism. The building is hungry by nine and we feed it Marco, who does the landscaping, and the building goes quiet, and by one it stirs again, and we find another Marco. There is always another Marco. That is the part I find beautiful. The supply is the point. The supply is everyone. The Secretary signs the warrants. She is very firm on one point, which she repeats in every briefing: the aliens, she warns, eat the pets. They are taking the dogs. I have read her book. In her book she takes a fourteen-month-old dog named Cricket to a gravel pit and shoots it, because it would not obey, and she writes this down herself, proudly, as a story about leadership. She wrote the part about the dog. She also warns us about the dogs. I have stopped trying to hold both sentences at once. I just file the warrant. The tip line was the masterpiece. "Report your neighbor" hit the shame ceiling. "REPORT SUSPICIOUS ALIENS" tested as a hobby. We handed the callers Roswell instead of a snitch's guilt, and the phones lit up like a saucer, and they hung up glowing, every one of them, like they'd finally seen the thing. They had. He coached the Tuesday team. He was at the bake sale. That is the horror we are selling you. The alien brought the orange slices. He was undocumented and luminous and gone by Tuesday. Roswell taught us the other half of the trade. In 1947 something fell in the desert and the government said: it was a weather balloon, nothing here, go home. That was the first administrative error, the founding one, the original sentence that says the thing you saw was not the thing you saw. We still use it. We have only reversed the polarity. In 1947 they saw a saucer and we called it a balloon. Now they see a father of three and we call it a saucer. The skill is identical. You simply decide in advance which truth the public is allowed to keep, and you hand them the other one, printed, official, with a seal. We did have one administrative error. We abducted a man a court had ordered us not to touch, dropped him on a planet called El Salvador, and called it clerical. A judge made us beam him back. So the DOJ stood up and warned the others: insist on a hearing and we will re-abduct you to the same planet. The Supreme Court said the aliens are entitled to due process. A very Earth opinion. We are appealing it to a higher sky. The planet has a prison, and the prison is the elegant part. In the film about the camp, the aliens are not killed. They are put somewhere they are not permitted to leave, while everyone agrees this is temporary, for their own protection, pending a status that never arrives. We built that. It is called CECOT and we rent it. A man goes in and the man does not come out, and the genius is that nothing has to happen to him, the room does the work, the room is the whole sentence. You remember the Men in Black had a small device. A flash, and the witness forgets the alien entirely. We have something better. We do not wipe the memory. We wipe the file. The man remembers everything, the cell, the flight, the day, all of it, in perfect detail, and it does not matter, because there is no document that admits he was here, and a memory without a file is just a story he tells in a language the form does not accept. The witness keeps the truth. We keep the paperwork. Only one of those is admissible. I learned that the flash was never the point. The point was always the filing cabinet. We run all of it on a spell from 1798. Two hundred and twenty-seven years old. Written for a war we are not in, against an enemy we have not declared. It works because nobody reads the small print on a curse. Storm Area 51 was a joke once. A hundred thousand people Naruto-running at a fence to free whatever was inside. I think about it daily. We're the ones inside the fence now. We kept the running. We just turned it around. We have a precedent we cite in the deck, proudly, on slide four. In 1954 the government ran a program of exactly this kind, and the program had an official name, and the official name was a slur. They printed the slur on the letterhead. They did not flinch. The President holds it up as the model, by name, at the rallies, and the crowd cheers the name. I admire the honesty of 1954 more than I can say. They did not need a saucer to make it palatable. They just used the word. We are the same operation with better art direction. The only thing we added was the costume. I love the callers. I want to say that plainly. For years they told each other a hidden cabal was running everything from the shadows, harvesting the innocent, and that one day the truth would come out. They were right. There is a cabal. It has a budget of a hundred and seventy billion dollars, the largest in the history of federal law enforcement, and it sits in this building, and I have a desk in it. And the people who spent a decade certain that shadowy elites were disappearing their neighbors now call our line, unpaid, to help the shadowy elites disappear their neighbors. They wanted to expose the conspiracy. We made them the staff. Do your own research, they said. They did. They found the gardener. The Department of War posted another tranche on the twenty-second. Saucers. Lights. A pilot's voice going thin. I read all of it. I want them to find one so badly. I want there to be a real one up there, a genuine visitor, something that actually came from somewhere else, because then, and only then, would a single creature in my files have been an alien. They never find it. The sky stays empty. The ground stays full. I have stopped attending the inter-agency sync. We were two departments looking for the same thing in two directions, and only one of us was ever going to be wrong, and it was the honest one. And here is the thing that keeps me at the window past dark. There was a real one. A rock from another star, the genuine article, the first verified object from outside the entire solar system, and a Harvard man went on television and said it might be a ship. An actual alien, possibly, inbound, free of charge, after sixty years of asking. We did not open a file. We could not arrest it. It had no forearm to read and no bank statement to approve. It was the only alien in America we had no use for, so we let it pass, and went back to the parking lot. Last winter the sky over New Jersey filled with lights nobody could name, and the whole government, every agency, every radar, looked up and said it did not know. The one time the unknown actually arrived, we had nothing. Down here I have never once said I do not know. That is the difference between their department and mine. They look up and find a question. I look down and have already decided the answer. Last week the President leaned over mid-briefing and asked if any of them were real. I told him the engagement was extremely real. He nodded. We do not break frame here. The frame is the only wall still standing. That, and the office fern. Nobody waters it. It will not die. The only thing in this building allowed to stay without papers. My plaque came Thursday. FIRST CONTACT, VISIONARY OF THE YEAR. Bold. Unapologetic. Unafraid. I lifted that off the homepage. It was written about one brave man telling the truth. I decided the man was me. I wrote it about me. I am the truth I declassified. I am the secret I warned you about. They walk among us, and I sign their mail. The counter is still live. Three million and climbing. I am told it will not be removed. We are not alone. We are just short a few landscapers. A few line cooks. A few nurses. And the entire night shift at the plant that makes the flag. Up. And to the right.
0:58

I am the Director of the White House Office of Extraterrestrial Affairs. In 2024 this government completed the most thorough search for extraterrestrial life in human history. We checked the sky. We checked the files. We declassified the saucers. The verdict came back: nothing. No life out there. Not one. So I closed the telescope. I opened the window. I pointed it at a Home Depot. Three million by lunch. The trick was always the word. *Alien* had been sitting in the science fiction aisle for sixty years and we were too shy to use it in a press release. The dehumanization was already written. It was just shelved under Fantasy. This year I moved it to Policy. Same word. New department. My department. I should explain the jurisdiction, because there are two of us and we do not speak. Down the hall is the Department of War. It used to be the Department of Defense, but defense sounded woke, so we changed the name for two billion dollars, half of it letterhead. They renamed it back to what it was in 1789, before someone noticed in 1949 that the old acronym, N-M-E, sounded too much like *enemy.* We have now re-adopted the name they abandoned for sounding like the thing it does. I find this clarifying. The signage alone is seven hundred thousand buildings. We are spending a billion dollars on new doors so the doors can say War. The Department of War runs and has a tab for UFOs. Real ones. They post the actual files. The saucers. The eyewitnesses. The intelligence officer left "virtually speechless." They are searching the sky in earnest, declassifying everything, and what they keep finding is *nothing.* No craft confirmed. No biology confirmed. Decades of looking up and the honest answer is: unresolved. So you have two federal agencies, one word, opposite directions. searches the heavens for aliens and finds none. I open a window and find three million. They declassify the ones that don't exist. I classify the ones that do. They got a press release. I got a tip line. Guess which one rang. We are, technically, hunting the same species. They just keep aiming the telescope up, and I keep telling them, gently, at the inter-agency sync: lower it. The homepage was mine. ALIENS DECLASSIFIED. THEY WALK AMONG US. I tested "Immigration Portal." Eleven percent scroll. I tested *the truth's out there,* and a White House official told a reporter, on the record, that the strategy was to "draw eyeballs." We drew eyeballs. The truth was out there. It was in a parking lot in Bakersfield, getting into a white van we are now contractually obligated to call a craft. In 1938 a man read a story about an alien invasion over the radio and the country panicked in the streets, and for ninety years that was taught as a cautionary tale, the danger of a broadcast that makes people believe an invasion is real. We studied that broadcast. We did not study it as a warning. We studied it as a launch. The difference between Orson Welles and this office is that he apologized the next morning, and we put a counter on it. I named the van the Mothership. I named the prison Area 51. I named the 5 a.m. knock First Contact. I named all of it from the third chair. I keep a felt-tip for naming and a Mont Blanc for the part that can't be undone. Then we made the cards. I want to be precise, because people assume I'm exaggerating. We took the faces of the captured and we printed them as trading cards. "Worst of the Worst." Mugshot, nationality, charges, and a weakness level, and the weakness level was a snowflake, and the snowflake meant us. We are the weakness. We were proud of that. When a children's franchise objected that these were, in fact, their cards, our official response, which I helped draft, was: "To arrest them is our real test. To deport them is our cause." We set the abduction to the cartoon's theme song. Gotta catch 'em all. The first half is the slogan. The second half is the quota. A man told Congress in 2023 we were hiding non-human biologics. Everyone pictured a grey on a slab. Cute. We do run a reverse-engineering program. We take the biologic. We study what it makes. It makes the drywall. The 4 a.m. milking. The lettuce. And the lettuce is round now, because forty percent of it stayed in the dirt with the only people who knew where the dirt was. We reverse-engineered the alien completely. The blueprint was a back. We call the biologic "labor." We classify the screaming as ambient. Identification is a science here. We do not arrest at random. We read the markings. A crown inked on a forearm. A soccer crest. We have catalogued the species by its tattoos the way Linnaeus catalogued the finch. One of the specimens turned out to be autistic and the crown was just a crown, but the taxonomy held, because the taxonomy is not falsifiable, that is what makes it a taxonomy. I have a desk for this. I have a magnifying glass. I have never felt more like a scientist. There is a second species, and this one we keep. An alien with five million dollars is not an alien. He is a guest. We printed him a card. It is gold. We are printing a Platinum one for the aliens with even more money, who may remain on the planet two hundred and seventy days a year and pay no tax on the wealth they made on other worlds. The website for this is the cheapest-looking website I have ever approved, and I approved the one with the saucer on it. The same agency that scans a gardener's forearm for gang signs scans a financier's bank statement for extraordinary ability. The statement always has it. The forearm never does. The species was never a people. The species is a price. In the old films the alien lands and says, take me to your leader. We have improved the line. Pay five million and we take you to ours. He golfs with him on Saturday. There was a film about this, and I am told the man who made it meant it as a warning, which is the recurring problem with the warnings. A drifter finds a pair of sunglasses, and through them he can finally see which people are the aliens, and it is the rich ones, the ones on the billboards telling everyone to obey and consume and reproduce and not think. I have a pair of those glasses, conceptually. I issue them at the tip line. But mine are tuned the other way. You put them on and the alien is never the man in the suit who paid five million to skip the line. The alien is always the man holding the leaf blower. The lenses cost a thousand dollars in advertising and they only point down. We have sold a great many pairs. You asked about the Men in Black. Yes. Regulation now. A Man in Black photographs poorly, and the witnesses would not stop filming us peel a woman off the sidewalk in daylight, so we issued the masks, and leadership's only note was that the masks tested well. We are no longer the cover-up of the abduction. We are the abduction. We skipped a step. Efficiency. Our communications team posted E.T. last summer. The bicycle. The moon. "Even E.T. knew when it was TIME TO GO HOME." I want to walk you through what happened in that meeting, because nobody stopped it. We chose the one film where the government is the villain. The men with the flashlights and the unmarked vans who hunt the small frightened alien hiding in a child's closet. That is us. We are the flashlights. We watched that movie as children and cried when the agents came, and then we grew up and became the agents and made the poster ourselves and scheduled it for nine a.m. The intern asked if we were the good guys in this one. We told her engagement was up forty percent. She has since been promoted. I built an app where you abduct yourself. CBP Home. You open it. You confirm you are the alien. You beam yourself off the planet and you save us the gas. And here is the part I cannot believe they approved. We *pay* you. A thousand dollars to vanish. We raised it to twenty-six hundred when the first price didn't move enough units. We are bidding against ourselves for your disappearance. Four-point-six stars. The one-stars are from users who got beamed mid-review. I keep the unfinished ones in a folder. I find them very moving. We opened a facility in a swamp. We ringed it with alligators and we called it that, on purpose, in the brochure. Then we opened a gift shop. Thirty dollars for the shirt. Twenty-seven for the hat. Fifteen for a set of koozies, so your beer stays cold while you celebrate the prison in the wetland. The fundraising email called it "gator-guarded, python-patrolled," a "one-way ticket to regret" for anyone who didn't self-deport in time. We sold the koozies to fund the swamp. The swamp funds the next swamp. I want you to sit with the fact that there is merchandise. The quota is three thousand a day. Stephen asked for it himself. Three thousand is not a number. It is a metabolism. The building is hungry by nine and we feed it Marco, who does the landscaping, and the building goes quiet, and by one it stirs again, and we find another Marco. There is always another Marco. That is the part I find beautiful. The supply is the point. The supply is everyone. The Secretary signs the warrants. She is very firm on one point, which she repeats in every briefing: the aliens, she warns, eat the pets. They are taking the dogs. I have read her book. In her book she takes a fourteen-month-old dog named Cricket to a gravel pit and shoots it, because it would not obey, and she writes this down herself, proudly, as a story about leadership. She wrote the part about the dog. She also warns us about the dogs. I have stopped trying to hold both sentences at once. I just file the warrant. The tip line was the masterpiece. "Report your neighbor" hit the shame ceiling. "REPORT SUSPICIOUS ALIENS" tested as a hobby. We handed the callers Roswell instead of a snitch's guilt, and the phones lit up like a saucer, and they hung up glowing, every one of them, like they'd finally seen the thing. They had. He coached the Tuesday team. He was at the bake sale. That is the horror we are selling you. The alien brought the orange slices. He was undocumented and luminous and gone by Tuesday. Roswell taught us the other half of the trade. In 1947 something fell in the desert and the government said: it was a weather balloon, nothing here, go home. That was the first administrative error, the founding one, the original sentence that says the thing you saw was not the thing you saw. We still use it. We have only reversed the polarity. In 1947 they saw a saucer and we called it a balloon. Now they see a father of three and we call it a saucer. The skill is identical. You simply decide in advance which truth the public is allowed to keep, and you hand them the other one, printed, official, with a seal. We did have one administrative error. We abducted a man a court had ordered us not to touch, dropped him on a planet called El Salvador, and called it clerical. A judge made us beam him back. So the DOJ stood up and warned the others: insist on a hearing and we will re-abduct you to the same planet. The Supreme Court said the aliens are entitled to due process. A very Earth opinion. We are appealing it to a higher sky. The planet has a prison, and the prison is the elegant part. In the film about the camp, the aliens are not killed. They are put somewhere they are not permitted to leave, while everyone agrees this is temporary, for their own protection, pending a status that never arrives. We built that. It is called CECOT and we rent it. A man goes in and the man does not come out, and the genius is that nothing has to happen to him, the room does the work, the room is the whole sentence. You remember the Men in Black had a small device. A flash, and the witness forgets the alien entirely. We have something better. We do not wipe the memory. We wipe the file. The man remembers everything, the cell, the flight, the day, all of it, in perfect detail, and it does not matter, because there is no document that admits he was here, and a memory without a file is just a story he tells in a language the form does not accept. The witness keeps the truth. We keep the paperwork. Only one of those is admissible. I learned that the flash was never the point. The point was always the filing cabinet. We run all of it on a spell from 1798. Two hundred and twenty-seven years old. Written for a war we are not in, against an enemy we have not declared. It works because nobody reads the small print on a curse. Storm Area 51 was a joke once. A hundred thousand people Naruto-running at a fence to free whatever was inside. I think about it daily. We're the ones inside the fence now. We kept the running. We just turned it around. We have a precedent we cite in the deck, proudly, on slide four. In 1954 the government ran a program of exactly this kind, and the program had an official name, and the official name was a slur. They printed the slur on the letterhead. They did not flinch. The President holds it up as the model, by name, at the rallies, and the crowd cheers the name. I admire the honesty of 1954 more than I can say. They did not need a saucer to make it palatable. They just used the word. We are the same operation with better art direction. The only thing we added was the costume. I love the callers. I want to say that plainly. For years they told each other a hidden cabal was running everything from the shadows, harvesting the innocent, and that one day the truth would come out. They were right. There is a cabal. It has a budget of a hundred and seventy billion dollars, the largest in the history of federal law enforcement, and it sits in this building, and I have a desk in it. And the people who spent a decade certain that shadowy elites were disappearing their neighbors now call our line, unpaid, to help the shadowy elites disappear their neighbors. They wanted to expose the conspiracy. We made them the staff. Do your own research, they said. They did. They found the gardener. The Department of War posted another tranche on the twenty-second. Saucers. Lights. A pilot's voice going thin. I read all of it. I want them to find one so badly. I want there to be a real one up there, a genuine visitor, something that actually came from somewhere else, because then, and only then, would a single creature in my files have been an alien. They never find it. The sky stays empty. The ground stays full. I have stopped attending the inter-agency sync. We were two departments looking for the same thing in two directions, and only one of us was ever going to be wrong, and it was the honest one. And here is the thing that keeps me at the window past dark. There was a real one. A rock from another star, the genuine article, the first verified object from outside the entire solar system, and a Harvard man went on television and said it might be a ship. An actual alien, possibly, inbound, free of charge, after sixty years of asking. We did not open a file. We could not arrest it. It had no forearm to read and no bank statement to approve. It was the only alien in America we had no use for, so we let it pass, and went back to the parking lot. Last winter the sky over New Jersey filled with lights nobody could name, and the whole government, every agency, every radar, looked up and said it did not know. The one time the unknown actually arrived, we had nothing. Down here I have never once said I do not know. That is the difference between their department and mine. They look up and find a question. I look down and have already decided the answer. Last week the President leaned over mid-briefing and asked if any of them were real. I told him the engagement was extremely real. He nodded. We do not break frame here. The frame is the only wall still standing. That, and the office fern. Nobody waters it. It will not die. The only thing in this building allowed to stay without papers. My plaque came Thursday. FIRST CONTACT, VISIONARY OF THE YEAR. Bold. Unapologetic. Unafraid. I lifted that off the homepage. It was written about one brave man telling the truth. I decided the man was me. I wrote it about me. I am the truth I declassified. I am the secret I warned you about. They walk among us, and I sign their mail. The counter is still live. Three million and climbing. I am told it will not be removed. We are not alone. We are just short a few landscapers. A few line cooks. A few nurses. And the entire night shift at the plant that makes the flag. Up. And to the right.

Peter Girnus 🦅

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I SMASH all of you! Listen carefully now — I have testified in court in the Southern District of New York against some of the most dangerous Russian oligarchs in the world. One of them had according to rumours over a thousand kills, and the prosecutor in Spain handling his case was the most protected person in the country. I exposed in court the largest cocaine trafficking operation in the world, involving people who eat El Chapo for lunch. By the way, El Chapo was in the same housing unit as me in 2019 while I was talking with the FBI and prosecutors in the Southern District of New York. The law enforcement team assigned to protect me during this time, refused to escort me unless every inch of the area had been searched by K9 dogs for explosives. I survived two assassination attempts. For 15 years, I was the bank agent for the worst of the worst, making their money completely clean and safe in Luxembourg, Switzerland, Dubai, Singapore and Sweden etc. I was in court over billions of dollars, where Wes Watson’s Bugatti was a couple of weeks’ legal fees — his little boys and their cars are nothing but peanuts in my world. Frankly, no real man even drives a car — we have drivers and travel in a motorcade. I haven’t driven a car for the last 10 years. There isn’t a single ounce of fear that any so-called American gangster with a couple of kills can put in my body — they are nothing but a laughing stock to me. The people I fought would vaporize any criminal gang in America, along with their entire family tree in a heartbeat. That’s how dangerous and hardcore they are. And that’s exactly why the last thing these men would ever do is expose their children or love partners online like the extremely weak, crying babies #WesWatson and #AndrewTate do all day long. This is the world I come from, I am everything; they are nothing. The flipside of the coin: After all my legal challenges ended in 2021, I made deals and am cool today with the Russians, the Turks and the cocaine people. I have insurances in place— information that would unleash hell if anything ever happened to me. So, I’m untouchable now. But listen closely — I handle my problems like a real man. For example, in 2021 I met with a guy who handles business for the Russian oligarchs in the U.S. We met at a coffee shop in LA — he came with his people, and I came with my heavily armed security. He sat down, put a plastic bag on the table, slipped his hand inside and the first thing he said was that he had a gun pointed at me. I looked him in the eye and said, “Pull the trigger.” Then I explained — if he did, it would have turned the scene into the biggest bloodbath LA had ever seen. There were more guns in that place than the entire SWAT team would have had. He explained who and why they killed my former client, Russian oligarch Dmitry Bosov, whose death was officially ruled a homicide. We talked for some time, and since then I have honored my promise and they have honored theirs. I followed a similar procedure with the other people I was forced to call out in court. That’s how real men handle problems — we face them head-on, never back down. And if someone from my world truly wants to take someone out, they don’t just go after the individual — they eliminate their entire family tree so there’s nothing left. Finally: I take orders from only two people in this world. My full loyalty is with President Trump and his great son, Barron Trump. I am their greatest warrior, and I will give my life in this fight to Make America Great, so their names will live for eternity. - Victor X 🇺🇸 #MAGA #Trump #DonaldJTrump #BarronTrump
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I SMASH all of you! Listen carefully now — I have testified in court in the Southern District of New York against some of the most dangerous Russian oligarchs in the world. One of them had according to rumours over a thousand kills, and the prosecutor in Spain handling his case was the most protected person in the country. I exposed in court the largest cocaine trafficking operation in the world, involving people who eat El Chapo for lunch. By the way, El Chapo was in the same housing unit as me in 2019 while I was talking with the FBI and prosecutors in the Southern District of New York. The law enforcement team assigned to protect me during this time, refused to escort me unless every inch of the area had been searched by K9 dogs for explosives. I survived two assassination attempts. For 15 years, I was the bank agent for the worst of the worst, making their money completely clean and safe in Luxembourg, Switzerland, Dubai, Singapore and Sweden etc. I was in court over billions of dollars, where Wes Watson’s Bugatti was a couple of weeks’ legal fees — his little boys and their cars are nothing but peanuts in my world. Frankly, no real man even drives a car — we have drivers and travel in a motorcade. I haven’t driven a car for the last 10 years. There isn’t a single ounce of fear that any so-called American gangster with a couple of kills can put in my body — they are nothing but a laughing stock to me. The people I fought would vaporize any criminal gang in America, along with their entire family tree in a heartbeat. That’s how dangerous and hardcore they are. And that’s exactly why the last thing these men would ever do is expose their children or love partners online like the extremely weak, crying babies #WesWatson and #AndrewTate do all day long. This is the world I come from, I am everything; they are nothing. The flipside of the coin: After all my legal challenges ended in 2021, I made deals and am cool today with the Russians, the Turks and the cocaine people. I have insurances in place— information that would unleash hell if anything ever happened to me. So, I’m untouchable now. But listen closely — I handle my problems like a real man. For example, in 2021 I met with a guy who handles business for the Russian oligarchs in the U.S. We met at a coffee shop in LA — he came with his people, and I came with my heavily armed security. He sat down, put a plastic bag on the table, slipped his hand inside and the first thing he said was that he had a gun pointed at me. I looked him in the eye and said, “Pull the trigger.” Then I explained — if he did, it would have turned the scene into the biggest bloodbath LA had ever seen. There were more guns in that place than the entire SWAT team would have had. He explained who and why they killed my former client, Russian oligarch Dmitry Bosov, whose death was officially ruled a homicide. We talked for some time, and since then I have honored my promise and they have honored theirs. I followed a similar procedure with the other people I was forced to call out in court. That’s how real men handle problems — we face them head-on, never back down. And if someone from my world truly wants to take someone out, they don’t just go after the individual — they eliminate their entire family tree so there’s nothing left. Finally: I take orders from only two people in this world. My full loyalty is with President Trump and his great son, Barron Trump. I am their greatest warrior, and I will give my life in this fight to Make America Great, so their names will live for eternity. - Victor X 🇺🇸 #MAGA #Trump #DonaldJTrump #BarronTrump

Victor X

810,571 просмотров • 1 год назад

🚨BOMBSHELL: TPUSA is Laundering YOUR Data Through a "Neutral" SHELL Company— Here's The PROOF VoteOnline LLC is a Secret TPUSA Front!😱 If you’re planning on heading to the "Build the Red Wall" rally in Phoenix on April 17th to see President Trump and Erika Kirk, you need to read the fine print. Turning Point USA and Tyler Bowyer have launched a new operation designed to suck up your personal data—and they’re using yet another shell company as thefront to do it. TPUSA is requiring everyone who wants to attend the rally to "check their voter registration status." But they aren't sending you to a government site. They are funneling you through a mysterious new nonprofit called VoteOnline LLC The Disguise: The site is branded in purple and green with zero TPUSA logos. It looks like a non-partisan civic tool. The Reality: Buried in the privacy policy, the address for VoteOnline is the exact same building as TPUSA headquarters in Phoenix. The Leadership: The CEO of VoteOnline is Amy Smith, a longtime TPUSA employee. 🕵️‍♂️ THE AUSTIN SMITH CONNECTION It gets darker. Amy Smith is married to Austin Smith, the former state lawmaker and TPUSA Senior Director who was caught forging signatures for his own election. He pleaded guilty to attempted fraud, yet he’s reportedly back in the TPUSA fold. As Republican strategist Tyler Montague put it: "They don’t give a rip about his fraud and cheating." They are using the same people who got caught rigging petitions to manage your private data. 📊 WHAT ARE THEY STEALING? When you "check your status" on their form, you aren't just giving them your name. You are handing over: Your physical address and birth date. Your phone number. How you plan to vote. Because VoteOnline is a 501(c)3, they claim they won't share data with "campaigns," but there is nothing stopping them from handing that entire database over to Turning Point Action—the political arm now run by Erika Kirk. 🧊 THE "HANDLERS" ARE WATCHING This is exactly what we’ve been warning you about, they are building a profile on every person in the country. They want to know who is a "high-propensity" donor so they can target you for cash and manipulation. While Erika Kirk talks about "transactional" relationships, her organization is treating your data like a commodity. They are using the President’s name to build a massive digital dragnet. Don't let them harvest your data under the guise of "patriotism." Why is TPUSA masquerading as a "non-partisan" site? Why are they using fraud-linked directors to run it? Gemini said 🚨 THE DATA HARVEST: TPUSA’S NEW "SILENT" SCAM EXPOSED. 🚨 If you’re planning on heading to the "Build the Red Wall" rally in Phoenix on April 17th to see President Trump and Erika Kirk, you need to read the fine print. Turning Point USA and Tyler Bowyer have launched a new operation designed to suck up your personal data—and they’re using a "neutral" front to do it. 🕸️ THE VOTE (.) ONLINE TRAP TPUSA is requiring everyone who wants to attend the rally to "check their voter registration status." But they aren't sending you to a government site. They are funneling you through a mysterious new nonprofit called VoteOnline. The Disguise: The site is branded in purple and green with zero TPUSA logos. It looks like a non-partisan civic tool. The Suspicious Pivot: In the past, TPUSA tried to boost its voter data machine using branded apps and tools with the organization’s name and logo. It failed because people were suspicious of the partisan branding. They learned their lesson—now they’re hiding behind a "non-partisan" mask to trick you into lowering your guard. The Reality: Buried in the privacy policy, the address for VoteOnline is 4945 E. Wilder Rd, Phoenix, AZ—the exact same building that houses Turning Point USA’s headquarters. The Leadership: The CEO of VoteOnline is Amy Smith, a longtime TPUSA employee and wife of Austin Smith—the man caught forging signatures on petitions. The Team: Staffers like Jonah Bodmer and Analise Alexander also appear in the directory—both are former employees of TPUSA and Turning Point Action. The Data Loophole: How it Works This is where the "scam" comes into play. Because VoteOnline is a (c)(3), it can harvest your most sensitive data under the guise of "voter registration" and "civic duty." The Harvesting: By requiring a "registration check" for events like the April 17th Phoenix rally, they gather your legal name, address, birth date, phone number, and—most importantly—voter intent (e.g., "How do you plan to vote this year?"). ⛓️ THE HAND-OFF: SMOKING GUN PROOF We’ve found the "legal" loophole they are using to strip you of your privacy. While (c)(3) nonprofits are supposed to be non-partisan, VoteOnline’s own privacy policy states they share data with "Partner organizations" that embed their portal. The Proof: We have secured the evidence. Turning Point USA’s own student website (tpusastudents(.)com/vote) has the VoteOnline portal embedded directly into their page. The Connection: This confirms that TPUSA is an official "Partner Organization." When you enter your data into VoteOnline, they are handing your profile directly over to Turning Point Action. The Operatives: Your data is going straight to an organization run by Erika Kirk and Tyler Bowyer. The Result: Your private info is scrubbed of its "non-partisan" label and turned into a weaponized political database used for targeting, fundraising, and manipulation. 🕵️‍♂️ THE PATTERN OF FRAUD One thing is certain: ethics are obstacle Tyler Bowyer cleared a long time ago. From forged signatures to data dragnets, fraud is the consistent thread in his career. Bowyer and Erika Kirk are the new architects of Turning Point, and they’ve pivoted from Charlie’s original vision to a high-stakes intelligence operation. This isn’t a leadership change at TPUSA; it’s a hostile takeover. They aren’t protecting the "Red Wall"—they’re harvesting the people who build it. They have hijacked Charlie’s legacy and are now using it as a cold-blooded cash grab, liquidating your privacy and selling your data to the highest bidder. The Red Wall is being built on your data. Spread the word before April 17th. 👇
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🚨BOMBSHELL: TPUSA is Laundering YOUR Data Through a "Neutral" SHELL Company— Here's The PROOF VoteOnline LLC is a Secret TPUSA Front!😱 If you’re planning on heading to the "Build the Red Wall" rally in Phoenix on April 17th to see President Trump and Erika Kirk, you need to read the fine print. Turning Point USA and Tyler Bowyer have launched a new operation designed to suck up your personal data—and they’re using yet another shell company as thefront to do it. TPUSA is requiring everyone who wants to attend the rally to "check their voter registration status." But they aren't sending you to a government site. They are funneling you through a mysterious new nonprofit called VoteOnline LLC The Disguise: The site is branded in purple and green with zero TPUSA logos. It looks like a non-partisan civic tool. The Reality: Buried in the privacy policy, the address for VoteOnline is the exact same building as TPUSA headquarters in Phoenix. The Leadership: The CEO of VoteOnline is Amy Smith, a longtime TPUSA employee. 🕵️‍♂️ THE AUSTIN SMITH CONNECTION It gets darker. Amy Smith is married to Austin Smith, the former state lawmaker and TPUSA Senior Director who was caught forging signatures for his own election. He pleaded guilty to attempted fraud, yet he’s reportedly back in the TPUSA fold. As Republican strategist Tyler Montague put it: "They don’t give a rip about his fraud and cheating." They are using the same people who got caught rigging petitions to manage your private data. 📊 WHAT ARE THEY STEALING? When you "check your status" on their form, you aren't just giving them your name. You are handing over: Your physical address and birth date. Your phone number. How you plan to vote. Because VoteOnline is a 501(c)3, they claim they won't share data with "campaigns," but there is nothing stopping them from handing that entire database over to Turning Point Action—the political arm now run by Erika Kirk. 🧊 THE "HANDLERS" ARE WATCHING This is exactly what we’ve been warning you about, they are building a profile on every person in the country. They want to know who is a "high-propensity" donor so they can target you for cash and manipulation. While Erika Kirk talks about "transactional" relationships, her organization is treating your data like a commodity. They are using the President’s name to build a massive digital dragnet. Don't let them harvest your data under the guise of "patriotism." Why is TPUSA masquerading as a "non-partisan" site? Why are they using fraud-linked directors to run it? Gemini said 🚨 THE DATA HARVEST: TPUSA’S NEW "SILENT" SCAM EXPOSED. 🚨 If you’re planning on heading to the "Build the Red Wall" rally in Phoenix on April 17th to see President Trump and Erika Kirk, you need to read the fine print. Turning Point USA and Tyler Bowyer have launched a new operation designed to suck up your personal data—and they’re using a "neutral" front to do it. 🕸️ THE VOTE (.) ONLINE TRAP TPUSA is requiring everyone who wants to attend the rally to "check their voter registration status." But they aren't sending you to a government site. They are funneling you through a mysterious new nonprofit called VoteOnline. The Disguise: The site is branded in purple and green with zero TPUSA logos. It looks like a non-partisan civic tool. The Suspicious Pivot: In the past, TPUSA tried to boost its voter data machine using branded apps and tools with the organization’s name and logo. It failed because people were suspicious of the partisan branding. They learned their lesson—now they’re hiding behind a "non-partisan" mask to trick you into lowering your guard. The Reality: Buried in the privacy policy, the address for VoteOnline is 4945 E. Wilder Rd, Phoenix, AZ—the exact same building that houses Turning Point USA’s headquarters. The Leadership: The CEO of VoteOnline is Amy Smith, a longtime TPUSA employee and wife of Austin Smith—the man caught forging signatures on petitions. The Team: Staffers like Jonah Bodmer and Analise Alexander also appear in the directory—both are former employees of TPUSA and Turning Point Action. The Data Loophole: How it Works This is where the "scam" comes into play. Because VoteOnline is a (c)(3), it can harvest your most sensitive data under the guise of "voter registration" and "civic duty." The Harvesting: By requiring a "registration check" for events like the April 17th Phoenix rally, they gather your legal name, address, birth date, phone number, and—most importantly—voter intent (e.g., "How do you plan to vote this year?"). ⛓️ THE HAND-OFF: SMOKING GUN PROOF We’ve found the "legal" loophole they are using to strip you of your privacy. While (c)(3) nonprofits are supposed to be non-partisan, VoteOnline’s own privacy policy states they share data with "Partner organizations" that embed their portal. The Proof: We have secured the evidence. Turning Point USA’s own student website (tpusastudents(.)com/vote) has the VoteOnline portal embedded directly into their page. The Connection: This confirms that TPUSA is an official "Partner Organization." When you enter your data into VoteOnline, they are handing your profile directly over to Turning Point Action. The Operatives: Your data is going straight to an organization run by Erika Kirk and Tyler Bowyer. The Result: Your private info is scrubbed of its "non-partisan" label and turned into a weaponized political database used for targeting, fundraising, and manipulation. 🕵️‍♂️ THE PATTERN OF FRAUD One thing is certain: ethics are obstacle Tyler Bowyer cleared a long time ago. From forged signatures to data dragnets, fraud is the consistent thread in his career. Bowyer and Erika Kirk are the new architects of Turning Point, and they’ve pivoted from Charlie’s original vision to a high-stakes intelligence operation. This isn’t a leadership change at TPUSA; it’s a hostile takeover. They aren’t protecting the "Red Wall"—they’re harvesting the people who build it. They have hijacked Charlie’s legacy and are now using it as a cold-blooded cash grab, liquidating your privacy and selling your data to the highest bidder. The Red Wall is being built on your data. Spread the word before April 17th. 👇

Project Constitution

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CBS’s Weijia Jiang Jiang at the #WHCD on her upbringing in rural WV: “I’ve been thinking a lot about my own journey to this podium tonight. I grew up in rural West Virginia, in a town at the foothills of the Allegheny Mountains, a town called Buchanan, Population 5,500. Those images of the devastating floods that you’ve been seeing are from my hometown. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with everybody there. After my dad finished grad school at WVU, where he properly learned how to say let’s go Mountaineers, my parents decided to stay in the state to open a restaurant. It was such a treat when hunters came in and left deer meat as a tip. On Sundays after church, families packed into the dining room, all dressed up. My mom learned every customer’s name, their favorite dishes. I worked the cash register, topped off glasses of sweet tea and did my homework in the corner booth. A day like that seemed ordinary at the time. Looking back to think that days like that could be considered ordinary. It’s the most powerful reminder of how extraordinary America is. My dad came to the U.S. as a student with just 67 bucks, or as Frankie might say, 6-7. My mom holding a small suitcase on one hand and a toddler me with the other, yet they built a new life, a successful business, and a real future.” “Our Chinese restaurant was the first in my town. Of those 5,500 residents, the Chinese American population of Buchanan was 3. My mom, my dad, and me. Growing up there was not always easy. Most folks had never laid eyes on people who looked like my family, but far more often than not, the community was welcoming and generous. Turns out deer meat is great in a stir fry. In Mandarin, the word for America is Měiguó. It literally means beautiful country, and I love that. America the Beautiful was never only about her landscapes or landmarks. It has always been about the promise that, no matter where you come from, you get a shot at chasing your dreams. My dreams began right there in that family restaurant, a small TV in the back was often turned to the news, my dad’s go-to for learning more English. In the middle of dinner service, it was the CBS Evening News anchored by Dan Rather and Connie Chung. I was hooked. In middle school, I won a contest to be a student reporter for a national news show called Channel One. And when a local news crew came to cover it, they learned just how big my dreams really were.” [Middle school Weijia: I hope to be the next Connie Chang and better, that’s kind of hard, but that’s my goal. And so, I’m going to work very hard at trying to be a broadcast journalist.] “30 years later, it’s surreal to say that I’ve sat in Connie Chung’s old chair to fill in on the evening news, and Connie and I have talked about how the White House beat and the White House Correspondents’ Association used to be a little boy, bit of a boys club. For decades, women could be members, but they were not invited to sit at this dinner until 1962 when a woman who would become dean of the press corps insisted. Thank you, Mrs. Helen Thomas. So, tonight, it means everything to stand here is the first woman of color ever elected president of this association in its 112-year history. I’m here because of the tenacious women who came before me, Melissa, Susan, and support from my family who are with us tonight. My husband Luther, not from West Virginia, but Arkansas, similar enough. My amazing daughter Frankie. little brother Jack, who’s should be sleeping by now. I love you more than anything in the world. I love you the most. My parents came to a country with almost nothing to give their daughter everything, and now I have that because they could be with me in this moment. Mama baba shisha. And sitting with them, my middle school video production teacher, Mrs. Diane Williams, who spent countless hours on my submission for that contest. that changed my life. Like public school teachers across the United States, Mrs. Williams looked at a 13-year-old kid and said, you can be whatever you want when you grow up, and she meant it. My story is like that of so many in this room and in this country, only in America. Only in America could a little girl born in China and raised in Appalachian coal country make her way to the Oval Office to ask questions of the President of the United States.”
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CBS’s Weijia Jiang Jiang at the #WHCD on her upbringing in rural WV: “I’ve been thinking a lot about my own journey to this podium tonight. I grew up in rural West Virginia, in a town at the foothills of the Allegheny Mountains, a town called Buchanan, Population 5,500. Those images of the devastating floods that you’ve been seeing are from my hometown. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with everybody there. After my dad finished grad school at WVU, where he properly learned how to say let’s go Mountaineers, my parents decided to stay in the state to open a restaurant. It was such a treat when hunters came in and left deer meat as a tip. On Sundays after church, families packed into the dining room, all dressed up. My mom learned every customer’s name, their favorite dishes. I worked the cash register, topped off glasses of sweet tea and did my homework in the corner booth. A day like that seemed ordinary at the time. Looking back to think that days like that could be considered ordinary. It’s the most powerful reminder of how extraordinary America is. My dad came to the U.S. as a student with just 67 bucks, or as Frankie might say, 6-7. My mom holding a small suitcase on one hand and a toddler me with the other, yet they built a new life, a successful business, and a real future.” “Our Chinese restaurant was the first in my town. Of those 5,500 residents, the Chinese American population of Buchanan was 3. My mom, my dad, and me. Growing up there was not always easy. Most folks had never laid eyes on people who looked like my family, but far more often than not, the community was welcoming and generous. Turns out deer meat is great in a stir fry. In Mandarin, the word for America is Měiguó. It literally means beautiful country, and I love that. America the Beautiful was never only about her landscapes or landmarks. It has always been about the promise that, no matter where you come from, you get a shot at chasing your dreams. My dreams began right there in that family restaurant, a small TV in the back was often turned to the news, my dad’s go-to for learning more English. In the middle of dinner service, it was the CBS Evening News anchored by Dan Rather and Connie Chung. I was hooked. In middle school, I won a contest to be a student reporter for a national news show called Channel One. And when a local news crew came to cover it, they learned just how big my dreams really were.” [Middle school Weijia: I hope to be the next Connie Chang and better, that’s kind of hard, but that’s my goal. And so, I’m going to work very hard at trying to be a broadcast journalist.] “30 years later, it’s surreal to say that I’ve sat in Connie Chung’s old chair to fill in on the evening news, and Connie and I have talked about how the White House beat and the White House Correspondents’ Association used to be a little boy, bit of a boys club. For decades, women could be members, but they were not invited to sit at this dinner until 1962 when a woman who would become dean of the press corps insisted. Thank you, Mrs. Helen Thomas. So, tonight, it means everything to stand here is the first woman of color ever elected president of this association in its 112-year history. I’m here because of the tenacious women who came before me, Melissa, Susan, and support from my family who are with us tonight. My husband Luther, not from West Virginia, but Arkansas, similar enough. My amazing daughter Frankie. little brother Jack, who’s should be sleeping by now. I love you more than anything in the world. I love you the most. My parents came to a country with almost nothing to give their daughter everything, and now I have that because they could be with me in this moment. Mama baba shisha. And sitting with them, my middle school video production teacher, Mrs. Diane Williams, who spent countless hours on my submission for that contest. that changed my life. Like public school teachers across the United States, Mrs. Williams looked at a 13-year-old kid and said, you can be whatever you want when you grow up, and she meant it. My story is like that of so many in this room and in this country, only in America. Only in America could a little girl born in China and raised in Appalachian coal country make her way to the Oval Office to ask questions of the President of the United States.”

Curtis Houck

67,330 просмотров • 21 часов назад

An Air Force whistleblower alleged the US military found a 1,100-pound giant in Afghanistan. This may be one of the most highly classified secrets—ever. In 2005, a military unit vanished. Without a trace. A second unit went searching for them. What they saw will shock you: “They were all dead.” “And this gigantic humanoid was eating one of them … ” This is the story of the Kandahar Giant: Timothy Alberino: “I used to work with Steve Quayle.” “His primary area of research was biblical giants.” “Steve was contacted by an elderly woman who told him that her son had a story that he needed to hear.” “We flew him out to Bozeman, Montana and we interviewed him.” “He showed us his CV, his credentials.” “He was active duty.” “He was C-130 cargo pilot.” “He would fly missions into Bagram Airfield in Afghanistan.” “He would describe these missions as classified, and he would often be called in to pick up high-value assets.” “One day, he’s flying in there, he said in 2005 … he deplanes with his crew and they’re met on the tarmac by individuals he described as the babysitters.” “He thinks that these are Air Force intelligence or Army intelligence.” “And they said: this never happened, no pictures, don’t ever talk about it.” “He sees a forklift bringing over a huge crate, an air cargo pallet.” “And there’s something on it.” “He said the first thing that hit him was the odor.” “It was this pungent odor of like BO and death.” “As they put this thing down … he realized that the tarp wasn’t covering the whole thing.” “You could see part of its head, you could see its hands and its feet hanging off the pallet.” “He said that the hair of this being was red.” “The skin was pale white.” “He said it had six fingers on each hand and six toes on each foot.” “He said he and the guys that were standing around the body were taking their boots and putting it up to the foot, and he said it was 2-3 times bigger than everybody’s boot.” “And he said this thing was solid as a rock.” Jesse Michels: “How tall?” Alberino: “The pallet was 9 feet, and he’s in the fetal position, so they estimated … 10-12 feet tall.” “They weighed this being.” “1,100 pounds.” “He was asking … where’d you guys get this thing?” “They told him that they had heard … a group of guys got lost … doing recon or something.” “They weren’t reporting back in.” “So they sent out another team to look for that first team.” “When that second team found them … they were all dead.” “And this gigantic humanoid was eating one of them.” “[The second team] was able to kill it.” “Maybe that was just a rumor.” “Either way, the giant was airlifted from the Kandahar region and deposited at Bagram.” “He loaded the giant onto the aircraft, and then they transferred it to a base in Qatar.” “And that’s where his interaction with this being ends.” “He told me he heard through the grapevine, I don’t know if this is true … that the giant ended up at Wright-Patterson.” Timothy Alberino Jesse Michels American Alchemy
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An Air Force whistleblower alleged the US military found a 1,100-pound giant in Afghanistan. This may be one of the most highly classified secrets—ever. In 2005, a military unit vanished. Without a trace. A second unit went searching for them. What they saw will shock you: “They were all dead.” “And this gigantic humanoid was eating one of them … ” This is the story of the Kandahar Giant: Timothy Alberino: “I used to work with Steve Quayle.” “His primary area of research was biblical giants.” “Steve was contacted by an elderly woman who told him that her son had a story that he needed to hear.” “We flew him out to Bozeman, Montana and we interviewed him.” “He showed us his CV, his credentials.” “He was active duty.” “He was C-130 cargo pilot.” “He would fly missions into Bagram Airfield in Afghanistan.” “He would describe these missions as classified, and he would often be called in to pick up high-value assets.” “One day, he’s flying in there, he said in 2005 … he deplanes with his crew and they’re met on the tarmac by individuals he described as the babysitters.” “He thinks that these are Air Force intelligence or Army intelligence.” “And they said: this never happened, no pictures, don’t ever talk about it.” “He sees a forklift bringing over a huge crate, an air cargo pallet.” “And there’s something on it.” “He said the first thing that hit him was the odor.” “It was this pungent odor of like BO and death.” “As they put this thing down … he realized that the tarp wasn’t covering the whole thing.” “You could see part of its head, you could see its hands and its feet hanging off the pallet.” “He said that the hair of this being was red.” “The skin was pale white.” “He said it had six fingers on each hand and six toes on each foot.” “He said he and the guys that were standing around the body were taking their boots and putting it up to the foot, and he said it was 2-3 times bigger than everybody’s boot.” “And he said this thing was solid as a rock.” Jesse Michels: “How tall?” Alberino: “The pallet was 9 feet, and he’s in the fetal position, so they estimated … 10-12 feet tall.” “They weighed this being.” “1,100 pounds.” “He was asking … where’d you guys get this thing?” “They told him that they had heard … a group of guys got lost … doing recon or something.” “They weren’t reporting back in.” “So they sent out another team to look for that first team.” “When that second team found them … they were all dead.” “And this gigantic humanoid was eating one of them.” “[The second team] was able to kill it.” “Maybe that was just a rumor.” “Either way, the giant was airlifted from the Kandahar region and deposited at Bagram.” “He loaded the giant onto the aircraft, and then they transferred it to a base in Qatar.” “And that’s where his interaction with this being ends.” “He told me he heard through the grapevine, I don’t know if this is true … that the giant ended up at Wright-Patterson.” Timothy Alberino Jesse Michels American Alchemy

Holden Culotta

25,653 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

"Anyone who leaked a [UFO] report...could be prosecuted under the Espionage Act...life in prison, or death." "Maybe we can reverse engineer this so we will have this incredible edge over the rest of the world." 🔥 Dr. Phil Had Me at The Bolender Memo 🔥 (Dr. Phil continued to kill it yesterday and this was better than the last one! Link to full video (21:52) is in the replies.) "Our government has been lying to us for more than 80 years. Ask yourself why? Why do they not want you to know this is going on?" (He starts out by showing that Google searches for "UFO" have allegedly nearly tripled since last Friday night, along with searches for UAP being up 400%. And "Dr. Phil UFO" is one of the fastest rising searches in the country. If all of that is true, it's a very good thing. Especially since he's been putting out some really good videos. He mentions the latest release (#4) of UFO/UAP files from the Pentagon last Friday.) "My team and I were granted early access, exclusive access to those documents before they went public." "Our government has been lying to us, by omission AND by intentional misdirection, for 79 years." "Look at these documents. You go back as far as 1947 where they have had clear information that there are objects not of this Earth, both technologically, metallurgically, performance-wise. But yet, that has been hidden from us. They've denied that, they've actually threatened people from talking about this. Threatened with careers, imprisonment, and some, with death, because they would consider it treason." (He backs it up with documents. See below.) Dr. Phil: "For 80 years, every time there was a legitimate UAP sighting and the U.S. government had a chance to get in there, they essentially told us, 'Nothing to see here. Move along.' To be clear, a UAP sighting is not proof of little green men or alien life. It means something happened, something was observed, something occurred for which we have no explanation. That's it. "Now, let's talk about that for a second. Things happen, and we don't have any explanation for it. We don't have technology that explains that. There's something that is observed in the sky, going at a speed, stopping, making a sharp turn, reversing direction, accelerating, changing altitudes, and we don't have anything on this Earth that can do that. That's what's called unexplained. "Now, do we know where it's from? How it does that? Well, if we did, it would be explained. But we don't. We go look at all of our secret weapons. We go look at what we know through intelligence, other countries have. And let me tell you, a lot of these (laughs) - they're not close calls. They are not close calls. And some of the things that have been observed, we damn sure didn't have anything like that in the 40s or the 50s or the 60s, and we still don't, now in 2020s. "But at the very same time, our government was telling us, 'Nothing to see here: weather balloon, reflection off of an airplane, just a weather anomaly.' And, the government was simultaneously threatening its own people with criminal penalties if they ever disclosed UAP information. "If somebody that was credible, that had seen this, spoke about it, they were threatened with all kinds of penalties. We were gaslighted. 'No big deal here. Probably weather balloons, misidentified aircraft.' And a jumpy public that watched, 'Close Encounters' one too many times, thinking, 'Look, what's really going on here?' "Behind the curtain, the government was spending generations of time and resources protecting this information. Was it happening? Yes, it was happening! Do we have proof of it happening? Yes, we have proof of it happening. And what I mean by that is we have this on radar. We have credible, military pilots reporting it. "We have aircraft that have guns, and when you open a gun and go live on a fighter, there's a camera that activates, so you have video of what the gun is shooting at. You have gun cameras. If they see one of these things in front of them, they open their weapons, in case they need them, and so it shoots video of what they're seeing. "Now let's talk about some of the proof. JANAP 146 - Joint Army, Navy, Air Force publication 146 - made it a criminal offense for military personnel and commercial airline pilots to discuss UFO sightings outside official channels. The penalty, 'up to 10 years in prison and a $10,000 fine.' "So, you might see some guy down on a lake, drinking beer, that talks about something he saw over the lake. Yeah, they don't mind that guy talking. But credible people? Trained observers with instrumentation? No. They say something, they're going to prison. "Well, that took effect upon receipt. No hearings, no debate. The regulation says, 'All persons aware of the contents or existence...are governed by...espionage laws.' So not just the pilot who filed a report under JANAP 146, anyone who leaked a report. Radio operators, airline staff, anyone in the chain could be prosecuted under the Espionage Act. "You can see this yourself. Declassified copies are online today, including on the NSA's website. Now what is the Espionage Act? That's the same law used to prosecute spies. Section 793: Up to 10 years in federal prison for every violation. Section 794: If the information reaches a foreign power, life in prison, or death. "Imagine you're a TWA captain in 1955. You see something over the Pacific you just simply can't explain. You file your report like the regulation requires. And from that moment, talk to a newspaper, tell your own wife, puts you in the same legal category as a spy. "Ask yourself why. Why are they so interested in muzzling all this conversation? Why do they not want you to know this is going on? Why are you not entitled to know what's happening in the air around you? "Now, let's fast forward 20 years, 1971. Oliver Harry Turner was an Australian nuclear scientist and intelligence officer, head of the nuclear branch of Australia's Joint Intelligence Organization. He was asked to assess the American response to the growing UAP issue. "If you're thinking, what does an Australian know about U.S. military secrets? Well, the possibility of life beyond this planet is bigger than any one country. Australia and the rest of the world has a legitimate interest in what the U.S. knows. And Australia is one of our closest intelligence allies. What we now call Five Eyes. "The Five Eyes countries are the United States, Britain, Canada, Australia, and New Zealand. These countries have shared their most sensitive intelligence with each other since World War II. When a senior, Five Eyes nuclear intelligence officer writes a report about what the United States knows, well, that's serious. "He was outside the American classification system. He had no career to lose. He pieced this together from official CIA, Air Force, Congressional, and Project Blue Book records. Now this report was written May 27, 1971. Original classification: Secret. Title: Scientific and Intelligence Aspects of the UFO Problem. Report declassified by the National Archives of Australia in 2023. "On June 9th of 2026, whistleblower David Crusch (Yes, he said Crusch) stood on Capitol Hill and told the public to read pages seven through sixteen." ~ David Grusch: "There is a declassified 1971 Australian, formally-classified, Secret assessment that a couple years ago was put in the Australian National Archives. I encourage people to read page seven through sixteen, and that was the nuclear branch chief of the Australian government discussing the U.S. cover-up and the involvement of the CIA back in the 70s. And that's actually a little-known document that is publicly available." ~ Dr. Phil: "Now here's the kicker: foreign intelligence describing an American cover-up is now referenced in the files that our government is just now releasing. And here are six key findings in the Turner report. "Number one, what Turner called the facade of ridicule. Turner documents that early Air Force intelligence concluded, 'Some of these objects, 'had flight characteristics' that could best be explained as having 'extraterrestrial origin.' (The actual language says: "The early analysis of UFO reports by USAF intelligence indicated that real phenomena were being reported which had flight characteristics so far in advance of U.S. aircraft that only as extra-terrestrial origin could be envisaged." ) Dr. Phil: "Instead of telling the public, the CIA and Air Force adopted a deliberate debunking policy. "Now let that sit with you for a minute. Instead of telling the public, the CIA and Air Force adopted a deliberate debunking policy. We've got to get these people believing this isn't real. We've got to debunk this. "January 1953, Turner's own words: 'By erecting a facade of ridicule, the U.S. hoped to allay public alarm, reduce the possibility of the Soviet taking advantage of UFO mass sightings...and act as a cover-up so the U.S. can develop vehicles that emulate UFO performances.' "What's the point? Well, the point is, they were thinking, 'All right, let's keep this secret,' like we're the only ones seeing this, 'and maybe we can reverse engineer this so we will have this incredible edge over the rest of the world.' "That's a great goal, I guess, if you can go from flying-prop planes or early jets to this incredible speed. If these are extraterrestrial, and the nearest galaxy is Andromeda, which it takes two and a half million years to get to, flying at the speed of light, we're pretty far from being able to do that. "Today, in 2026, can we move at the speed of light? No. If we could, it would take two and a half million years to get to the next galaxy. We can't move at the speed of light, even now in 2026. But that was the goal. They'll find one of these and reverse engineer it." (I don't know whether or not any black program has tech that can move at the speed of light and I doubt Dr. Phil knows, either. Someone should show him what Lacatski said about being able to reverse engineer some of this acquired (alleged non-human) tech but "not to its full extent.") Dr. Phil: "Finding number two. He then talks about Project Sign. This was the U.S. Air Force's first official UFO investigation set up in late 1947. Its analysts reportedly concluded that extraterrestrial origin was the best explanation. Air Force Chief of Staff General Hoyt Vandenberg rejected that conclusion, and copies of the report were ordered destroyed. Destroyed! "And per Turner, in February 1949, members of Project Sign, 'either volunteered to leave or were compelled to leave,' and they were replaced by people, 'willing to ridicule the concept of UFOs.' "Think about this! We have sightings by legitimate observers with scientific instrumentation, and the people who are doing the observing are voluntarily leaving or compelled to leave, and replaced by people willing to ridicule the concept of UFOs. "Finding number three, what I spoke about earlier: JANAP 146. Up to 10 years in prison and a $10,000 fine for discussing sightings outside official channels. And per the regulation's own text, Chapter One, Section 102, it covered not just military personnel, but U.S. and Canadian civilian and commercial pilots. "That's legal force over airline pilots, arguably the most credible witnesses in the sky! What jurisdiction they had over Canadian pilots, I have no idea, but they listed 'em. "Turner documents a meeting between military intelligence and airline pilots at the Roosevelt Hotel in Hollywood. At that meeting, pilots were, 'coerced' to keep their sightings out of public view and inside official channels. Am I overstating it to say that there's been a cover-up, that we're being lied to? "Finding number four. But they missed the retirees. JANAP 146 only covered active service. Once you retired, you could talk. And three very senior men did so between 1953 and 1960. Admiral Roscoe Hillenkoetter, the first director of the CIA, Captain Edward Ruppelt, the man the Air Force put in charge of investigating UFOs, Major Dewey Fournet, the Pentagon's project officer on UFOs. Per Turner, all three publicly stated the U.S. government knew UFOs were extraterrestrial and was withholding the fact from the public! So when those three retired, they told the truth! "Finding five. The government then silenced retirees. Per Turner, the revised regulation JANAP 146e made UAP disclosure by retirees an offense under the Espionage Act. Then finding number six. 1969, 17 years, the Air Force ran a public-facing UFO investigation called Project Blue Book. If you wrote your congressman about a sighting, it went into the Blue Book. And in 1969, the Air Force shut down the Blue Book and told the country, 'We looked at more than 12,000 sightings. No problems. No national security threat. No need for the Blue Book.' "But a memo from General Carroll Bolender, the Air Force general, said the reason Blue Book showed no national security threats was because any national security threats were gag ordered under JANAP 146 and were quote, 'not part of the Blue Book system.' The serious reports never stopped; they just moved out of public view. "Now, I know that was a lot of information. You may need to listen back to that, but those are facts. Those are in the government's documents that have now been declassified! "If the government has known for decades that unidentified objects are flying through our skies, and therefore, we may not be alone in the Universe, then the greatest revelation in American history has also been the target of a huge cover-up. "One of the challenges of social media and TV news is taking something this complex and reducing it to sound bites. And you're getting bits and pieces from the media. That's why I invest so much time and energy giving you the real story. I don't want to tell you what you believe or don't believe, but I want to give you the information so you can make up your own mind. "This information is in the files, we just haven't had access to the files. And then when we get the files, we're given the files without any context. You see a radar screen and you see a blip, and then it moves. Well, what do you have to compare it to? Is it moving fast? Too fast? Unexplainably fast? Without any context, how are we supposed to interpret that? "Well, I'm digging in, I'm talking to experts, I'm finding out what the scale is. And what we're learning, is we don't have anything that'll move that fast. We don't have anything that'll turn that sharp. We don't have anything that will withstand those kind of G-forces."
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"Anyone who leaked a [UFO] report...could be prosecuted under the Espionage Act...life in prison, or death." "Maybe we can reverse engineer this so we will have this incredible edge over the rest of the world." 🔥 Dr. Phil Had Me at The Bolender Memo 🔥 (Dr. Phil continued to kill it yesterday and this was better than the last one! Link to full video (21:52) is in the replies.) "Our government has been lying to us for more than 80 years. Ask yourself why? Why do they not want you to know this is going on?" (He starts out by showing that Google searches for "UFO" have allegedly nearly tripled since last Friday night, along with searches for UAP being up 400%. And "Dr. Phil UFO" is one of the fastest rising searches in the country. If all of that is true, it's a very good thing. Especially since he's been putting out some really good videos. He mentions the latest release (#4) of UFO/UAP files from the Pentagon last Friday.) "My team and I were granted early access, exclusive access to those documents before they went public." "Our government has been lying to us, by omission AND by intentional misdirection, for 79 years." "Look at these documents. You go back as far as 1947 where they have had clear information that there are objects not of this Earth, both technologically, metallurgically, performance-wise. But yet, that has been hidden from us. They've denied that, they've actually threatened people from talking about this. Threatened with careers, imprisonment, and some, with death, because they would consider it treason." (He backs it up with documents. See below.) Dr. Phil: "For 80 years, every time there was a legitimate UAP sighting and the U.S. government had a chance to get in there, they essentially told us, 'Nothing to see here. Move along.' To be clear, a UAP sighting is not proof of little green men or alien life. It means something happened, something was observed, something occurred for which we have no explanation. That's it. "Now, let's talk about that for a second. Things happen, and we don't have any explanation for it. We don't have technology that explains that. There's something that is observed in the sky, going at a speed, stopping, making a sharp turn, reversing direction, accelerating, changing altitudes, and we don't have anything on this Earth that can do that. That's what's called unexplained. "Now, do we know where it's from? How it does that? Well, if we did, it would be explained. But we don't. We go look at all of our secret weapons. We go look at what we know through intelligence, other countries have. And let me tell you, a lot of these (laughs) - they're not close calls. They are not close calls. And some of the things that have been observed, we damn sure didn't have anything like that in the 40s or the 50s or the 60s, and we still don't, now in 2020s. "But at the very same time, our government was telling us, 'Nothing to see here: weather balloon, reflection off of an airplane, just a weather anomaly.' And, the government was simultaneously threatening its own people with criminal penalties if they ever disclosed UAP information. "If somebody that was credible, that had seen this, spoke about it, they were threatened with all kinds of penalties. We were gaslighted. 'No big deal here. Probably weather balloons, misidentified aircraft.' And a jumpy public that watched, 'Close Encounters' one too many times, thinking, 'Look, what's really going on here?' "Behind the curtain, the government was spending generations of time and resources protecting this information. Was it happening? Yes, it was happening! Do we have proof of it happening? Yes, we have proof of it happening. And what I mean by that is we have this on radar. We have credible, military pilots reporting it. "We have aircraft that have guns, and when you open a gun and go live on a fighter, there's a camera that activates, so you have video of what the gun is shooting at. You have gun cameras. If they see one of these things in front of them, they open their weapons, in case they need them, and so it shoots video of what they're seeing. "Now let's talk about some of the proof. JANAP 146 - Joint Army, Navy, Air Force publication 146 - made it a criminal offense for military personnel and commercial airline pilots to discuss UFO sightings outside official channels. The penalty, 'up to 10 years in prison and a $10,000 fine.' "So, you might see some guy down on a lake, drinking beer, that talks about something he saw over the lake. Yeah, they don't mind that guy talking. But credible people? Trained observers with instrumentation? No. They say something, they're going to prison. "Well, that took effect upon receipt. No hearings, no debate. The regulation says, 'All persons aware of the contents or existence...are governed by...espionage laws.' So not just the pilot who filed a report under JANAP 146, anyone who leaked a report. Radio operators, airline staff, anyone in the chain could be prosecuted under the Espionage Act. "You can see this yourself. Declassified copies are online today, including on the NSA's website. Now what is the Espionage Act? That's the same law used to prosecute spies. Section 793: Up to 10 years in federal prison for every violation. Section 794: If the information reaches a foreign power, life in prison, or death. "Imagine you're a TWA captain in 1955. You see something over the Pacific you just simply can't explain. You file your report like the regulation requires. And from that moment, talk to a newspaper, tell your own wife, puts you in the same legal category as a spy. "Ask yourself why. Why are they so interested in muzzling all this conversation? Why do they not want you to know this is going on? Why are you not entitled to know what's happening in the air around you? "Now, let's fast forward 20 years, 1971. Oliver Harry Turner was an Australian nuclear scientist and intelligence officer, head of the nuclear branch of Australia's Joint Intelligence Organization. He was asked to assess the American response to the growing UAP issue. "If you're thinking, what does an Australian know about U.S. military secrets? Well, the possibility of life beyond this planet is bigger than any one country. Australia and the rest of the world has a legitimate interest in what the U.S. knows. And Australia is one of our closest intelligence allies. What we now call Five Eyes. "The Five Eyes countries are the United States, Britain, Canada, Australia, and New Zealand. These countries have shared their most sensitive intelligence with each other since World War II. When a senior, Five Eyes nuclear intelligence officer writes a report about what the United States knows, well, that's serious. "He was outside the American classification system. He had no career to lose. He pieced this together from official CIA, Air Force, Congressional, and Project Blue Book records. Now this report was written May 27, 1971. Original classification: Secret. Title: Scientific and Intelligence Aspects of the UFO Problem. Report declassified by the National Archives of Australia in 2023. "On June 9th of 2026, whistleblower David Crusch (Yes, he said Crusch) stood on Capitol Hill and told the public to read pages seven through sixteen." ~ David Grusch: "There is a declassified 1971 Australian, formally-classified, Secret assessment that a couple years ago was put in the Australian National Archives. I encourage people to read page seven through sixteen, and that was the nuclear branch chief of the Australian government discussing the U.S. cover-up and the involvement of the CIA back in the 70s. And that's actually a little-known document that is publicly available." ~ Dr. Phil: "Now here's the kicker: foreign intelligence describing an American cover-up is now referenced in the files that our government is just now releasing. And here are six key findings in the Turner report. "Number one, what Turner called the facade of ridicule. Turner documents that early Air Force intelligence concluded, 'Some of these objects, 'had flight characteristics' that could best be explained as having 'extraterrestrial origin.' (The actual language says: "The early analysis of UFO reports by USAF intelligence indicated that real phenomena were being reported which had flight characteristics so far in advance of U.S. aircraft that only as extra-terrestrial origin could be envisaged." ) Dr. Phil: "Instead of telling the public, the CIA and Air Force adopted a deliberate debunking policy. "Now let that sit with you for a minute. Instead of telling the public, the CIA and Air Force adopted a deliberate debunking policy. We've got to get these people believing this isn't real. We've got to debunk this. "January 1953, Turner's own words: 'By erecting a facade of ridicule, the U.S. hoped to allay public alarm, reduce the possibility of the Soviet taking advantage of UFO mass sightings...and act as a cover-up so the U.S. can develop vehicles that emulate UFO performances.' "What's the point? Well, the point is, they were thinking, 'All right, let's keep this secret,' like we're the only ones seeing this, 'and maybe we can reverse engineer this so we will have this incredible edge over the rest of the world.' "That's a great goal, I guess, if you can go from flying-prop planes or early jets to this incredible speed. If these are extraterrestrial, and the nearest galaxy is Andromeda, which it takes two and a half million years to get to, flying at the speed of light, we're pretty far from being able to do that. "Today, in 2026, can we move at the speed of light? No. If we could, it would take two and a half million years to get to the next galaxy. We can't move at the speed of light, even now in 2026. But that was the goal. They'll find one of these and reverse engineer it." (I don't know whether or not any black program has tech that can move at the speed of light and I doubt Dr. Phil knows, either. Someone should show him what Lacatski said about being able to reverse engineer some of this acquired (alleged non-human) tech but "not to its full extent.") Dr. Phil: "Finding number two. He then talks about Project Sign. This was the U.S. Air Force's first official UFO investigation set up in late 1947. Its analysts reportedly concluded that extraterrestrial origin was the best explanation. Air Force Chief of Staff General Hoyt Vandenberg rejected that conclusion, and copies of the report were ordered destroyed. Destroyed! "And per Turner, in February 1949, members of Project Sign, 'either volunteered to leave or were compelled to leave,' and they were replaced by people, 'willing to ridicule the concept of UFOs.' "Think about this! We have sightings by legitimate observers with scientific instrumentation, and the people who are doing the observing are voluntarily leaving or compelled to leave, and replaced by people willing to ridicule the concept of UFOs. "Finding number three, what I spoke about earlier: JANAP 146. Up to 10 years in prison and a $10,000 fine for discussing sightings outside official channels. And per the regulation's own text, Chapter One, Section 102, it covered not just military personnel, but U.S. and Canadian civilian and commercial pilots. "That's legal force over airline pilots, arguably the most credible witnesses in the sky! What jurisdiction they had over Canadian pilots, I have no idea, but they listed 'em. "Turner documents a meeting between military intelligence and airline pilots at the Roosevelt Hotel in Hollywood. At that meeting, pilots were, 'coerced' to keep their sightings out of public view and inside official channels. Am I overstating it to say that there's been a cover-up, that we're being lied to? "Finding number four. But they missed the retirees. JANAP 146 only covered active service. Once you retired, you could talk. And three very senior men did so between 1953 and 1960. Admiral Roscoe Hillenkoetter, the first director of the CIA, Captain Edward Ruppelt, the man the Air Force put in charge of investigating UFOs, Major Dewey Fournet, the Pentagon's project officer on UFOs. Per Turner, all three publicly stated the U.S. government knew UFOs were extraterrestrial and was withholding the fact from the public! So when those three retired, they told the truth! "Finding five. The government then silenced retirees. Per Turner, the revised regulation JANAP 146e made UAP disclosure by retirees an offense under the Espionage Act. Then finding number six. 1969, 17 years, the Air Force ran a public-facing UFO investigation called Project Blue Book. If you wrote your congressman about a sighting, it went into the Blue Book. And in 1969, the Air Force shut down the Blue Book and told the country, 'We looked at more than 12,000 sightings. No problems. No national security threat. No need for the Blue Book.' "But a memo from General Carroll Bolender, the Air Force general, said the reason Blue Book showed no national security threats was because any national security threats were gag ordered under JANAP 146 and were quote, 'not part of the Blue Book system.' The serious reports never stopped; they just moved out of public view. "Now, I know that was a lot of information. You may need to listen back to that, but those are facts. Those are in the government's documents that have now been declassified! "If the government has known for decades that unidentified objects are flying through our skies, and therefore, we may not be alone in the Universe, then the greatest revelation in American history has also been the target of a huge cover-up. "One of the challenges of social media and TV news is taking something this complex and reducing it to sound bites. And you're getting bits and pieces from the media. That's why I invest so much time and energy giving you the real story. I don't want to tell you what you believe or don't believe, but I want to give you the information so you can make up your own mind. "This information is in the files, we just haven't had access to the files. And then when we get the files, we're given the files without any context. You see a radar screen and you see a blip, and then it moves. Well, what do you have to compare it to? Is it moving fast? Too fast? Unexplainably fast? Without any context, how are we supposed to interpret that? "Well, I'm digging in, I'm talking to experts, I'm finding out what the scale is. And what we're learning, is we don't have anything that'll move that fast. We don't have anything that'll turn that sharp. We don't have anything that will withstand those kind of G-forces."

Joe Murgia

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