Showing posts with label war on terror. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

ANONYMOUS COMPUTER USAGE IN THE AGE OF TOTAL INFORMATION AWARENESS


ANONYMOUS COMPUTER USAGE IN THE AGE OF TOTAL INFORMATION AWARENESS


J. Croft

Privacy in the Information Age has all but been eradicated. 

Your controlling numbers-your driver’s license and social security numbers-are used by every government and private organization in an integrated grid to monitor everything you do, every purchase you make, every interaction consensual or otherwise.  And that was decades before 9/11 was exploited by the enemy to enact ready-made thousand plus page bills such as the Patriot Acts, the Victory Act, to further integrate and strengthen their control grid, to further clamp down on the American People.  Of course, the power hungry never, ever rest; read the latest revelation about Trapwire, a company engaged in the globalized surveillance state.  I’ll make appropriate comments to help with the legalese.

SAFE HARBOR PRIVACY POLICY
Scope
This Policy outlines our general policy and practices regarding personal information entered into our United States based systems by European Economic Area (“EEA”) subscribing customers, and personal information entered into our EEA based systems which may be accessed from the United States.  Sure there’s a duplicate system doing likewise to ‘murkans.

Definitions
For purposes of this Policy, the following definitions apply:

“TrapWire” means TrapWire Inc., a Reston, VA based company in the United States.

“Personal Information” means any information or set of information (such as name, address, date of birth, social security number, etc.) that may be used to identify an individual. Personal information does not include information that is encoded or anonymized, or publically available information that has not been combined with non-public information.

“Sensitive Personal Information” means personal information that confirms race, ethnic origin, political opinions, religious or philosophical beliefs, or trade union memberships, or that concerns health or sex life.  In other words everything you carelessly spew out.

TrapWire complies with the U.S.-EU Safe Harbor Framework as set forth by the U.S. Department of Commerce regarding the collection, use, and retention of personal information from European Union member countries.   Oh, wait you’ll love the clauses…

TrapWire has certified that it adheres to the Safe Harbor Privacy Principles of notice, choice, onward transfer, security, data integrity, access, and enforcement. To learn more about the Safe Harbor program, and to view TrapWire’s certification, please visit http://www.export.gov/safeharbor/ .

Here we go…
Notice

TrapWire is a risk mitigation technology and services company that designs, builds and markets software products intended to prevent terrorist and other criminal attacks directed against critical infrastructure, key assets and personnel. Our flagship product, the TrapWire software system, has been designed to provide a simple yet powerful means of collecting and recording suspicious activity reports. They collect EVERYTHING, from everywhere.  They’re also pretty flexible about calling people ‘terrorist’ and ‘criminal’.

Once a suspicious activity in entered into the system it is analyzed and compared with data entered from other areas within a network for the purpose of identifying patterns of behavior that are indicative of pre-attack planning. Generally, no Personal Information or Sensitive Personal Information is recorded by the TrapWire system, and no such information is used by the system to perform its various functions. In the event a system user were to enter either Personal Information or Sensitive Personal Information in a comments field, TrapWire will not share or expose that information to any other subscriber on the system, unless required by law, (bold and underline mine: there’s the legal out-unless required by the Patriot Acts, the Victory Act, God knows what executive orders, regulations, procedures, court orders…) and, in any case, will otherwise adhere to Safe Harbor Privacy Principles with respect to that information.

Choice

Since TrapWire systems, in general, do not capture or store Personal or Sensitive Personal Information, there will be very few (if any) opportunities to offer opt-in or opt-out choices to individuals. “In general” doesn’t mean they don’t period.  Words mean things in legalese… and you can’t have an unavoidable information gathering tool if people can opt out.  On the rare (HA HA!)occasion where such information is entered into the system, it is likely to be recorded as law enforcement sensitive and will not be shared outside the law enforcement community. To the extent Personal or Sensitive Personal Information is entered into the TrapWire system, and is not designated as law enforcement sensitive, TrapWire will not share that information with any third party.  Just how extensive is the law enforcement community?  Just how much would be considered ‘sensitive’ and therefore recorded? 

Transfer To Third Parties

The TrapWire system is designed to share only suspicious activity data which does not include any Personal or Sensitive Personal Information. In the event Personal or Sensitive Personal Information is recorded by a system user, that information will not be shared or transferred to other than law enforcement or other authorized agencies as required by law.  So, who gets to be authorized?

Security

The data center housing the TrapWire infrastructure was constructed to the highest level of physical security standards. Access to the facility is controlled and logged through a system of biometric hand geometry readers, and the facility is carefully monitored by security officials on guard 24 hours per day, 7 days per week, 365 a year.
System Security is also of critical importance and is designed into all levels of the TrapWire application and infrastructure. All connections to the TrapWire application are made through a 256-bit encrypted SSL connection which terminates in a network DMZ. User authentication is performed from the DMZ and must be successful before a connection to TrapWire is permitted. Implemented security processes are intended to protect any information in the TrapWire system from loss, misuse, unauthorized access, disclosure, alteration or destruction.   This is just to make you feel secure that you’re personal information is ‘secure’… secure in their hands.  Think of TrapWire as a sock puppet with the government’s hand in it.




Data Integrity

TrapWire, by design and intent, attempts to avoid the collection of Personal or Sensitive Personal Information by the products it produces. However, when such information is entered into a TrapWire system, reasonable steps are taken to assure that information is relevant for the purposes for which it is to be used. We do, however, depend on our users to update and correct any information they enter. They “attempt” to avoid collecting your info-unless your public servants have an interest in it.  “Reasonable” is the most treacherous word in legalese.  If someone makes a “mistake” about your info, you’re boned.

Enforcement

TrapWire has established procedures for periodically verifying the implementation of and compliance with the Safe Harbor principles. We conduct an annual self-assessment of our practices with respect to Personal and Sensitive Personal Information to verify that representations we make about our privacy practices are true and that related privacy policies have been implemented as represented.

Individuals may file a complaint with our Privacy Office at the address below. TrapWire will investigate and attempt to resolve complaints and disputes in accordance with the principles contained in this Policy. If a dispute cannot be resolved by this process we will participate in the dispute resolution procedures of the panel established by the European Data Protection Authorities.  Yeah, the very government spying on you is going to come to your aid-ha ha!

Limitations

Adherence by TrapWire to these Safe Harbor Principles may be limited (a) to the extent required to respond to a legal or ethical obligation; and (b) to the extent expressly permitted by an applicable law, rule or regulation.   So basically, they don’t have to so long as they have some legal excuse not to.

Contact Information

Please direct any questions or comments regarding this Policy to our corporate office:
TrapWire Inc.
1875 Campus Commons Drive – Suite 301
Reston, VA 20191
Attn: Legal Department/Safe Harbor
Say, isn’t that near CIA headquarters in Langely, Virginia?  And the rest of the spooks?


Get the point?

It’s about control.

Control is power.

The enemy likes things nice and legal as a control mechanism via contract.  When you contract you give consent, to be monitored, exploited, extorted or otherwise stolen from.  Just rolling the tanks into the streets isn’t their style in America, they have to have an hermetically seal of laws, rules, regulations so that when you’re forced onto their legal hamster wheel and made to run until you’ve been utterly robbed, everyone else will be cowed by the example they make of you and just go along to get along.  Until they’re next.

But yeah, how to reclaim your privacy in this age of Total Information Awareness by the enemy, with a national network of cameras that can scan your face and license plate and read your very intent biometrically?  Tough.

Not impossible.

RECLAIM YOUR ANONYMITY

This is the single most expensive part of reclaiming your privacy but you will have to move out, and move to a place where your name is NOT on any bills or agreement.  If you have enough money to buy a place you will NOT do it under your name, you will form a Wyoming corporation, buy stock in it anonymously-because you’ll issue it to yourself-get a signature from someone you’ll pay a few bucks for being the CEO or whatever.  The stock sold in that corporation will buy property.

I would prefer to simply rent as you’re paying property tax on the land anyway, unless you’re in Texas and somehow get the Land Patent.  You’re renting to someone might as well save the expense and money-besides you’re probably too poor to go that route anyway.

You can always squat… have to deal with the cops-unless you’re in Gary Indiana, Flint or Detroit Michigan and then you have to deal with what feral humans remain that’ll come along and take your stuff so you have to guard your property 24/7.

But yeah, rent; find a place that will simply take your money and whatever name you want to call yourself.  Find a place with a flat rate plus sharing the utilities… but not with your name on the bill or lease.  Be the best renter you can and don’t attract the cops or otherwise annoy them with parties, loud music, turfing their lawn when you drunkenly come home at 3AM, somehow missing all the cops hunting you, or put a bullet through their walls.  Don’t do damage to their property, leave trash or used rubbers to stink up the joint, etc.  Be sociable and talk to your landlord-leave stuff you’d talk about from reading Freedom Guide for someone who can’t evict you for being a Tin Foil Hat Idiot.

OR you could do a house swap with someone with absolutely no connection to you whatsoever.  You don’t call, text, e-mail on anything that has your or their name on it.  Finding someone like that…

DON’T UPDATE YOUR PERSONAL INFO

What you’re going to do before you move is to get all your correspondence routed through a Post Office Box using your old address.  You come by, pick up your mail and smirk at all the bills addressed to you, all the threatening letters from your public servants, etc.

“Wait, what about work?  They have records on tax files so they know where you work.”  Which is why when you move you will work HARD towards a cash economy lifestyle.  Find a trade or product to sell that is basic and involves being paid in cash.  Adam Cash has a couple books on how to do just that.

COMPARTMENTALIZE YOUR LIFE

There’s no reason to mix varying aspects of your new life.  None. 

You will maintain your old government registered identity, connected now to a P.O. Box you can choose to simply let go of.  Your current computer is perfectly fine for this.  (Hey you’re not reading THIS on your current computer are you?  Don’t worry, the new protocols you’re going to enact involving your computer usage will take care of that.)  You’ll still use it if you decide to maintain a vehicle under your name instead of putting in ownership by a corporation outlined previously.  This you can call your LEGACY ID.

You will have an “identity” for your new place, so long as you’re name and ID are not on any bills.  Nothing with a SSN or DL#.  This is your LIVING ARRANGEMENT.

Now, since you’re reading Freedom Guide in general and this article in particular, you’re not at all with how this country’s run, so you are going to want to do some activism.  You need to.  So never, ever, intermix your activism with your actual living arrangement or your legacy ID.  Basically you’re a nonviolent Batman of three (or more) identities.  You will want an identity, a life partition for your activism, a partition for your legacy, a partition for your living arrangement because you will want something of a normal life in your living arrangement ID.

Don’t tell people you associate with in each of your identities about people in other partitions in your life, that’s what is known as a security breach.  Of greatest importance is keeping your legacy ID partitioned from your new lif(v)e(s). 

Vehicles unless you put under a corporation and trust, are a rolling security breach, you may want to invest in a new car or move to a place where you don’t need a car.

NOW WE CAN TALK ABOUT ANONYMOUS COMPUTER USAGE

Get a new computer.  You probably need to upgrade, but this upgrade isn’t for the latest one on the shelf loaded with spyware.  You’re going to go shopping for a decently recent computer that you can throw Windows XP or Linux on-and you will never, ever use it on any network.  This is your workstation, your central node in your disconnected network.

What would be better is to buy a computer for your own personal affairs, one for each of your identities.  Computers and programs put their IDs into every video, every document, every program and these registries can be tracked-unless you buy all your computers from private parties that interact solely in cash and don’t ask for ID.  And are honest. 

Your working computers will never, ever, interact with the internet nor be permitted to be accessed, nor interact with each other.  You will use external thumb drives for data transfer-it would be a great ideal to have some portable apps like Youtube Downloader, a video editing program, a website ripping program, some encryption program you feel safe with…. Though these devices might have their own unique identifiers and even if they don’t the apps you use on them might be a signature so have separate thumb drives for each computer/life partition-identity and use them to shuttle files and information.  Use these to shuttle from your netbook computers to your working computers.  You can also use your older thumb drives as dead drops, which I encourage for really covert transfer of information and files between security aware people.  More on that in a bit….

You will NOT use your personal computer for anything that you have to put your real name on, ever.  I will reiterate that save for the computer you already have for your legacy ID.

Okay, now to maintain anonymity on the web you have a couple choices; public access computers or computers expressely used for communication.  Public access computers, such as libraries or internet cafés are okay so long as they don’t require an ID, or just issue a guest pass.  Those you will have to scout out on your own.  A better bet would be to have a portable netbook computer for each of your identities.

Going out for wi-fi, don’t use the wi-fi at home or near your home for anything other than your living arrangement identity.  Use one set of wi-fi hotspots for one computer, another set of hotspots for another etc.  You can get away with intermixing some vanilla websites but you don’t want to be downloading bombmaking information onto a computer you use for your living identity or your legacy ID.  Keep your net surfing profiles strictly segregated.

A word on the I-phones and the like… they’re riddled with spyware, don’t use them if you can avoid it.  Yes they take great photos, you can surf the net, they have thousands of apps but you have to register to use them and the NSA can hack into and access ANY phone.  It becomes a portable bug keeping tabs on you and recording all your information.  Pass on those otherwise wonderful toys.

Use external drives to store archives, don’t rely on cloud computing you’re just putting your files at the mercy of the bad guys.

If you’re looking to buy online, you get one of those prepaid debit cards, register that with e-bay and go through paypal.  Find someone to use for a mail drop or if you’re dropping out entirely use your legacy ID P.O. Box… if you’re house swapping, don’t.  It’s not cool to get someone else in trouble like that.

Boston T. Party mentioned in Bulletproof Privacy a couple tricks.  Stick a mailbox out on some rural road with a number that makes sense.  You could also have mail delivered to a unused address, like a foreclosed home or vacant house-take your chances there though.

Okay, covert communication using a USB dead drop; I can’t go in too deeply on how you establish people worthy of being in your network of allies or I’d be typing a long time and this article’s already approaching my typically epic length, but when you do you establish a series of dead drops where people in your network continually monitor for notes.  They could be paper notes, they could be packages, or they could be files on a spare USB drive.  Use your activist identity netbook to retrieve the data and deposit.  Work out a series of codes with your group such as notes, packages, USB deposits, distress, and so forth.  Get creative as to where you put your dead drops. 

This provides a communications network that is impossible to decrypt or intercept save for the enemy getting a snitch or agent into your network. 

It may be a good idea to have a communications system devoted specifically for emergency traffic…

So that’s your choice; the path of Freedom or the path of convenience.  The path of convenience is wide and well packaged, and easy to traverse, but the terms are that you become a slave to people who use companies like TrackScan to steal your information.  The path of Freedom requires sacrifice and diligence, it is rather narrow and often treacherous and full of risk but you need to take them if you want to be Free.  Certainly need to take those risks if you want to stick it to the cocksuckers who’ve turned America into Orwell’s wet dream.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

MESSAGE TO THE VETERAN

MESSAGE TO THE VETERAN

J. Croft

http://freedomguide.blogspot.com

You gave years of your life to defend America. You might have given an eye, a limb, years off your life or your sanity, or gained years of serious health problems.

You gave-and you’d like to think that your sacrifice was to preserve America… but I have some bad news: what you gave was taken by a pack of violent, psychotic inbred blueblood “elites” for their own gain.

Leftist rant? Right wing paranoia? You think I’m wearing a tinfoil hat?

Then how come the borders are wide open yet Americans are being accosted Gestapo-style at our airports and bus stops? How come checkpoints are sprouting up all over our once Free nation? How come thirty million illegals can run rampant in our once Free nation yet we are constantly accosted by overtestosteroned uneducated cretins with guns and fragile egos-known as cops-for the most asinine “infractions” and run through a cash register legal system?

How come lawyers run this country and write the laws and administer them, prosecute us for their laws? How come we let bureaucrats enforce each and every asinine rule and impose life destroying penalties on whole families and communities? How come we let what’s supposed to be our government commit massive fraud against the People by taking the money from all those taxes and investing them in for –profit financial vehicles, then taking the profit and using it to pay the bills? (Go to www.cafr1.com to confirm this).

How come known traitors like Bill and Hillary Clinton-who murdered children with poison gas and fire at Waco and sold nuclear weapons secrets to Red China-can still walk free? Run for President? How come we let the government enforce “free speech zones”? How come We the People let a few interconnected megacorporations own the banking, media, financial institutions who then turn around and have systematically looted our nation and ruined our future? How come We the People refuse to confront these problems because we’re trained by the media to be more preoccupied with Dog busting the N word in a private phone call to his own son, or Lindsay Lohan giving the paparazzi some fresh “wardrobe malfunctions”?

Is this what you fought and sacrificed your youth, your health, your future for?

USED IN WARS-FOR THE ELITE

The current wars in Iraq and Afghanistan are proving to be frauds. If 9/11 was planned and staged from Afghanistan by Bin Ladin, how is it we can’t find that six foot plus old man and his kidney dialysis machine? Worse, how is that before 9/11 we were trying to cut a deal with the Taliban for a oil pipeline? How is it that opium production is the highest it’s ever been in that sorry land under NATO?

Iraq… we’ve been waging war against the cradle of Human civilization for the past fifteen years! Saddam Hussein was our CIA stooge-we armed him with chemical weapons for use against the Iranians. We encouraged him to attack both Iran and Kuwait when they slant drilled into their oil wells. When Saddam did just that, we went to war-go track down that CFR stooge April Glaspie, maybe the bitch will tell the truth on how she suckered our own stooge into destroying his own country.

And we have destroyed Iraq. A short catalogue of the US government’s war crimes:

*Coup that plants CIA stooge Saddam Hussein in absolute power.

*Eight years of brutal war against Iran-which only ended in stalemate, exhaustion, millions dead-all because our stooge Hussein-photographed shaking hands with Donald Rumsfeld was absolute dictator and led that nation to war.

*Baiting Saddam to invade Kuwait commencing direct hostilities against Iraq.

*Desert Storm, which led to a decade of devastating economic sanctions against a already defeated war weary Iraqi people. In spite of the fact that the only people those sanctions affected were the estimated one million Iraqi children… children dying of starvation and disease… those sanctions weren’t deemed sufficient; under the guise of “no fly zones” Iraq’s basic infrastructure was systematically bombed.

*Operation Iraqi Freedom, waged even though there was NO connection to 9/11, NO proof that war ravaged land was-or could-develop nuclear weapons. You Iraq veterans were sent in, inadequetly equipped because Rumsfeld wanted to wage the war on the cheap… made to HALT for three days… you could’ve been attacked if Saddam had nukes. Again, there was no plausible reason for an invasion. Sure Iraq was conquered. Then what? Shattered infrastructure-still unrepaired? Daily terror from your fellow soldiers driven to paranoia and psychosis? Iraq’s Mesopotamian heritage stretching back six thousand years-looted? The near universal hatred of a entire nation every day we’re there, every innocent gunned or bombed out by warplanes and artillery?

That’s just Iraq. What about Vietnam-the staged Gulf of Tonkin “attack” that led to our decade long wasted effort, over a million Vietnamese dead-and our “leaders” just pull out, when the Marines could’ve taken Hanoi?

What about Korea-American troop positions, plans, and even personnel rosters were dutifully reported to the UN… which gave them to the Soviets, who gave them to the North Koreans and Chinese and caused a three year stalemate?

Let’s briefly examine World War Two; how FDR deliberately offered a collection of obsolete, old battleships to the Japanese Navy to piss you off enough to go to war? How about the US government forcing Japan into a corner with a embargo? How about Dubya’s granddaddy Prescott Bush helping to finance the rise of the Nazi Party and Adolf Hitler? How about IBM helping the Nazis catalogue the Jews with primitive punch card mechanical computers? How about our support of the co-starter of World War Two, the Soviets, when they and the Nazi’s invaded Poland?

We’ll go on to the First World War-that was started by an assasination of some inbred blueblood duke became the excuse to empty a generation’s worth of war production in a year of some of the most horrific warfare experienced. How is it that the British Empire became the “good guys”; they had a quarter of the Earth’s land mass under their rule? How is it that the German Empire repeatedly offered peace terms-that the British and French refused? How is it that Woodrow Wilson supported the empire that the sun never set on, hoping the Germans would get desperate enough to sink one of our ships, pissing us off enough to get suckered into another war?

American history is filled, filled with false provocations and misplaced rage against those the self-titled “elite” stage manage behind the scenes. For what? Average folks everywhere murdered? Their lands and wealth they struggled to build with honest work stolen? Oppressive empires built and torn down for more empire?

USED, ABUSED, PROFITED FROM AND CHUCKED ASIDE

What did you get out your military service? Got to fly some damn cool aircraft, or steer a 90,000 ton aircraft carrier, or shoot automatic weapons. Or maybe it’s having hundreds of men under you, responsive to your orders. Certainly, the military has some sweet perks to get you to sign that dotted line…

No, it was making a difference for your country, your people. That’s what it boils down to. You go in, get told you’re going to do things that matter, and that’s important for people-that they matter in the greater scheme of things. Problem is, the greater scheme of things is controlled, directed, designed by a pack of criminals-violent psychotic bluebloods who consider themselves gods. You’re their toy soldiers and the entire planet is their sandbox. When they’re done with you-when you get too expensive to care for from IED blasts or sucking down too much depleted uranium microparticles you’re kicked to the curb. Back in civilian life, denied your benefits.

They make trillions off weapons sales and stock speculations and you can’t even get treatment for the injuries you got from their wars. They shape history to their whim, and you wind up alone because nobody can live with you and your post-traumatic stress disorder. They pose in front of the flag and proclaim that their scripted conflicts are for securing freedom, and you get harassed by state loving cops for sleeping on steam grates because you’re homeless.

Your biggest enemy was the government you served.

Your biggest enemy IS the government you once served so faithfully.

Your biggest enemy is still on the offensive against us all; keeping us at each other’s throats… what will it take for you to rise to our defense?

“WHAT CAN I DO?”

More than you can realize, but do you have the will?

You need to anyway because, look around; America has been used and abused and put away wet with false wars, economic vampirism, globalism-all perpetrated by flag waving traitors. Why is it that a lot of those who wave the flag hardest, that make the biggest protestations about their “patriotism” turn out to be the biggest traitors?

Vietnam, Korea veterans-you have lots of actual combat experience, like the Iraq and Afghanistan veterans, and some of you still have your health. Yet you remember how America was supposed to be… you need to enter the political arena-like the G.Is of Athens Tennessee who in 1946 rose up against small town tyranny and won. The difference is today’s tyranny is bureaucratic in nature, and universal… those criminals with law degrees know how to hide their war against the American People behind the flag and the fantasies put out by Hollywood.

It’s November, 2007; time to join the Ron Paul Revolution as that man and the people behind him-Americans of all kinds-recognize this is our very last chance at affecting peaceful political change in this country. Join, and do more than support Ron Paul; run for political office in your home town, or some town near you whose local parasites in government service are making life hell for the People.

Those returning from Afghanistan and Iraq, or at least able to if you haven’t been stop lossed your recent combat experience is valuable to the People. They will need lessons on how to defend themselves in modern urban combat when this country is deliberately collapsed, so get with the good Patriots at www.awrm.org A Well Regulated Militia and www.rwva.org Revolutionary War Veterans Association and form rifle clubs and militias… the Minutemen bravely deployed along our southern border. Know that the beast that is the US government seeks to disarm us all and is already trying to eliminate ammunition by taking it off the market and by putting impossible technological limitations, like the serial numbering ordnance passed in California and signed into law by Arnold Schwarzenegger.

If you’re going back to military service, know that the government’s plan for martial law and dictatorship cannot be allowed to succeed. It would be the final death of the America we hold in our hearts. Know that it will be up to you to thwart the beast inside it’s own military machine. How? That’s best left up to you and where you’re at.

Are you moderately successful? Start laying in private sale war surplus rifles and ammunition, cache them by individual rifle and 500 rounds in a sealed PVC tube, bury them. Bankroll a Appleseed shooting club(www.rwva.org)/militia outfit(www.awrm.org). Lay in machine tools, knowledge of basic 19th and 20th century manufacturing techniques. Secure underground tunnels, and smaller caves-most caves are on record and undoubtedly on search lists. Since you being successful have a better knowledge of the local politics than the average American, help finance and advise a emergency recall election campaign to clean out the scum. Back local Patriots with talent. Any vets out there homeless? Any of them you know? Help get them off the streets already!(Yes, they smell and they’re usually messed up in the head but… this is how we thank them for their military service?! We bitch at the government but we act just as cold.)

…See, you actually have money. Jesus said that it’s easier for a camel to fit through the eye of a needle than a rich man reaching heaven because people are supposed to help others-and rich folks can help more folks than anyone else. Whether from metals investments or you have businesses you have resources to make the Second American Revolution happen. So what’s stopping you? You know you’re not going to take it with you, and you’re not even going to be able to give it to your kids because the beast that is the US government and their banker masters are going to steal it from you one way or another anyway.

Are you a regular blue collar guy? Just getting by? You and others can do what a rich person can do-just each of you kick a portion into a fund-that’s not in a bank. And have it in gold and silver. Get back in shape, get shooting (www.rwva.org) get a militia unit going (www.awrm.org) sort out who can do what, and back your talented people because the beast fears motivated, talented people who hate them enough to dedicate their lives to war against them more than ANYTHING.

Homeless? I don’t know the depths of your pain; what drove you to the street. I do know that you ain’t making it on your own-so band together with other homeless and vets if you haven’t already. Your priority is survival, but first you need shelter, so here’s a crazy suggestion; take over a abandoned home by ADVERSE POSSESSION. Your whole group; if there’s 20 or 30 of you get a big house. You’ll probably wind up in some gang war zone-but you’re vets, so those gangstas you don’t get together against, maybe you can convert them to the Cause. Keep in mind you probably won’t have a car so locate within walking distance of grocery stores and other shopping. This isn’t a permanent suggestion, because the cities will become the citadels of the beast but you can’t do anything else like hold down a job and get your lives back together until you have shelter. Once you have a roof over your heads you can start enacting the suggestions I wrote about above.

Most of all, hardship is coming, like nobody in history has experienced. America has been deliberately sabotaged. We as a people have lost the very means to sustain ourselves to defend ourselves and have become dependant on the very ghouls in pinstripe suits who plotted our downfall. Americans are the most unprepared people in history for collapse-and the planned downfall will be the harshest most horrifying event. They’ll succeed-and most people who survive will probably bow down to eternal slavery-but in that collapse they light the fire that will wind up destroying them. You know about hardship, how to survive, fight, plan, build, think. Take that military training and help those among the 250,000,000+Americans who are going to become destitute and starving in the coming collapse who will listen, who will struggle to get back the America we believe in. The America we can make reality.

The America that minds its own business, yet spreads Freedom to all mankind by motivated individuals who go back to their countries of origin and enact American Revolutions.

The America that has as its priority the maximization of the individual and opportunity for her or him to make the most of themselves in a climate of individual Freedom.

The America that encourages small businesses and for profit coops of blue collar workers for mutual gain yet keeps a one inch leash on big corporations.

The America that doesn’t need to turn every square inch of land into wasteful suburbia, or use it for a dump.

The America that honors it’s treaties, that doesn’t engage in wars of political intrigue or conquest.

The America that doesn’t need a leviathan of a government that sucks up most resources.

The America that leads the way for Man to take their Destiny and expand out into the Universe. See, it’s my vision that if we can overcome the beast, the n.w.o. we can accomplish everything Hollywood dreams of in their sci-fi shows. We have to free ourselves first, and you the Veteran must lead that battle.

J. Croft

SECOND AMERICAN REVOLUTION VICTORY GUIDE 2.0

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

ONCE UPON A NIGHT AT A BAR, WITH A TRAITOR

ONCE UPON A NIGHT AT A BAR, WITH A TRAITOR

J. Croft
freedomguide.blogspot.com

WARNING: The following is absolutely made up, it’s just some drunken ranting so you can just go back to sleep Mr. and Mrs. ‘Murika. Chumps.

This happened a few years ago, right before we invaded and conquered Iraq. It was at a stereotypical chain sports bar, in the middle of suburbia amid the great mass of Middle America-“flyover country” to the person I had this bar conversation with.

I was on my computer, and… you ever get a feeling you should do something, go someplace? I’m not talking the average notions that enter our noggins, I’m talking grab you by your very soul and go do it right now, damnit!

I did there and then, and that compulsion was to hit this one bar. (1)

Now, I like hanging out at bars and drinking, having some food to soak up the beer so you’re still good to go on the drive home afterward.(2) So this was looking to be a good ideal, cuz I like hanging at this particular bar… it’s one of those chain bars but they have decently sized drafts at decent prices and the food’s good (tasting) enough so I went.

I go in, hang at the bar and it’s in a horseshoe configuration. I go and sit: in the middle,sat this howdy-doody redhead looking yuppie dude. I’m talking bowl cut redhead, a flaming rich assed preppie with the gay gator shirt, shit-eating grin, texas drawl, y’all and he was so obviously SLUMMING IT at my bar.

This person’s air… I got to comment on the “air”, the attitude people give off.

People have a presence that goes beyond the sum of posture, cleanliness, health, dress, the look on their face; it’s the manifestation of their spirit. Their spirit that reflects the totality of their lives; what they’ve experienced, learned, done.

And this cat’s presence… it was like watching a great white shark in a school of minnows… in a rare moment of contentment with his appetite, yet perfectly capable of using a hundred different means to literally destroy any one of us at that bar that night.

His beady gaze, his eyes: underneath the well-practiced joviality he had the eyes of a cobra. This, in other words, was a man to reckon with in spite of the preppie frat boy image he pumped out so hard.

And this dude was unusually outgoing, engaging. The dozen or so other dudes and one withered up old bar skank-and especially myself-would say a few things, between beers and eating watch the NASCAR. Or, zone out in thoughts about the half dozen or so things in our small, ordinary lives, that crop up to the beat of Metallica and Pearl Jam.

But not the Texan. His voice booming he’d talk to anyone and everyone-this asshole’s some kind of politician! Okay, he’s young so he’s some kind of aspiring politician-which is even worse because everyone knows a aspiring politician has a whore’s morality with the hungry ruthlessness of a crackhead… There’s a bit more to this though-his voice is familiar to me somehow, I heard it before but I’m racking my beer-soaked brain trying to figure out where…

Anyway, this dude, first time at this bar, wants to get everyone involved in a big across the bar conversation, manufacturing a social moment, and the first comment was on NASCAR. Now me with a couple of drafts in me, I let it rip. I tell everyone “NASCAR is the redneck golf.” (C’mon. It is, admit it; unless you’re actually DRIVING it’s a colossal waste of time.)

“Only way that “sport” could get my attention is if they mounted machine guns on their cars”.

That got Tex’s attention, which is what he wanted as politicians are attention junkies. He mainly took offense at me using golf to rip on NASCAR. Being drunk-and a rifleman/patriot-and not having the best of judgement I tell him that golf ranges are a waste and should be made into rifle ranges.

Yes, in spite of the less that subtle sense this guy was dangerous, I shoot my mouth off.(A tactical mistake, yes, revealing my politics so brazenly-but see, I was drinking at the time and I’m typing this now so it’s all good.)

That ended that for a couple minutes, and some folks cleared out. I drank, ate my food, listened to the metal, watching howdy-doodie charm the bar skank and the others. Most of them cleared out.

“Hey, come over her and sit by me. I’ll buy you a beer.”

You’d do the same thing; amble on over and get that drink. So I went and dude spazes all of a sudden:

“YOU DON’T HAVE A GUN, DO YOU?!”

He said it in a outwardly stern voice-yet underneath there was a palpable sense of fear, like he felt vulnerable... as vulnerable as any of us "common folk".

At this point out of the corner of my eye I see this Mr. Clean looking weightlifter in the tight fitting white t-shirt rise, looking ready to do battle. He was obviously a Soldier, and a very experienced one at that, and any battle with him wouldn’t have made him break a sweat.

Having left my gun at home(see note #1) anyway I could tell him the truth: uh, no, I say exactly.

“Good.” The political crack whore says. Mr. Clean sits back down and becomes irrelevant to the rest of this completely fictional story, dude then throws down his politics in a confrontational manner: “you support Israel don’t you?” Confronting me with a “you’d better say the right damn thing” attitude.

Now I fucking lie: Yeah. Sure. I say. And here it hits me where I heard him before when he introduces himself(3). Hits me like lightning when I realize I heard him on the radio!

(Tex was a caller at a popular talk show I at onetime listened to ‘til they showed their true colors and stuck with the official line about 9/11. They had on this author who wrote a book about two prominent politicians belonging to this secret society at this prestigious university. Tex identified himself as a member-from a old political family dating back hundreds of years, and with royal ancestry to boot. He talked about how when he was a kid, he broke into his Granddad’s footlocker full of the crap their secret society used. Talked about how his Granddad, who never was hostile to him beat Tex like he’s never been beat before or since. He called in mainly to defend that power cult he was in, that everything wasn’t so conspiritorial as the author was claiming. )

So: here was the reason I was so compelled to come to this particular bar on this particular night. Embracing Destiny, I sit next to him, he orders me a beer having paid by credit card as millions of brainwashed ‘murikans have been trained to do at 18% APR, and up.

Dude throws some flattery in my way, complimenting me about my leather jacket; then makes a comment that styles repeat themselves, showing off a little of his extensive education.

He starts talking about his family; his was in politics since the Revolutionary War he states. Feeling my cojones, wanting to test him a bit I ask a question to probe a conspiracy theory: “So, you’re like royalty, aren’t you?”( Through my years of study I’ve found that there are a few, interbred “royal” clans that really run this planet’s civilizations. ______ was I believe one of those. Google “Illuminati families”)

Yeah, that tested him; he suddenly got uncomfortable on me, catching him off guard: he was actually shaken, like I stumbled upon some vile family secret-and I bet I did.

“Uh, yeah.”

He talked about the coming second round of fighting with Iraq; about how his brother went off to war(SUPPOSEDLY), and his parents laying out the plan for his life. Basically, he’d get this symbolic post where his signature would be used for one of the many licenses the state requires of you. Dude was in town because he had a swearing in ceremony 9 AM, so logically one of his “regality” would want to get bombed to numb the obvious discomfort of dealing with the commoners.

So, I thought, let’s ask him another penetrating question; this time about foreign policy. So I ask him about the at that time Islamic Gold Dinar being pushed by the Malaysian President Mahtahir as a trade substitute for the dollar. I also asked about Saddam Hussein’s attempt before we invaded to lead a Muslim uprising in switching payment of crude oil to the euro.

“Well, you have to understand that the coming war is about keeping control of the oil.” Understanding that America’s economic hegemony has been reduced by deliberate surrendering of our economic infrastructure to the dollar being the universal reserve currency backed by our military.

Dude then got nasty, suspicious and troubled I could ask such a question: “How did you find this out?!”

Not thinking ahead enough, I told him the truth; got it off the internet.

“We’re gonna have to do something about that” he mutters in disgust. I mean, he actually deflated a bit in a mix of disgust and anger. But being the political player he was, my boy bounces right back to his practiced joviality.

We then talked about his political family (you’d know the name if I revealed it) and aspirations of getting a congressional seat; his attitude was that it was as guaranteed to him as a king’s crown would be to a prince. An attitude which totally disgusts me as this is supposed to be a Republic.

So I press again: How about if someone runs against you?

“Doesn’t matter; I’d still win.” As certain as if we were talking about the sun rising tomorrow.

“But, what if he’s got money”-thinking of Ross Perot, perhaps the last real challenge to the farce that is American politics.

“Doesn’t matter, we’d outspend him. It’s not what you know, it’s who you know.”

Thing about politicians like Tex is, they’re sociopathic in nature; they don’t give a damn about what they do to folks, so long as they can retain power. Oh, they care if you threaten to take their power away, so if they can’t shut you up they’ll bullshit you. Tex here now pulls his lame ass psychological game, trying to make what he just admitted to seem as nothing.

“You’re too cynical.” He says, papering over the obvious admittance of corruption. “Have faith in your government, and your leaders. Pay your taxes.”

It was then he gets around to asking about me. I tell him I invest, which seems a pleasant surprise to him so, what do I invest in? I tell him silver(at the time it was below $6.00/0z)

“Worst possible investment you could make” Tex says, with the certainty he KNOWS that market’s manipulated and supressed by friends and relations of his, in spite of that commodity’s actual scarcity-and that if investment demand revives sufficiently it could and will cause a disruption as supply would never catch up with demand.

This bar conversation was wrapping up; he was wrapping it up as he got the bartender’s attention to cash out with his credit card. He makes this comment.

“Yep, in three to five years this is what we’ll be using instead of cash”.

(Can only be counting on the dollar being so devalued in the near future-much nearer now-that a new currency is instituted. The federal reserve bank cartel’s not reporting m3 money data anymore. A North American Union is quietly being forged and a new, unified currency called the amero will come with it. Americans have been trained for years to use credit cards instead of cash and increasingly, written checks. Do the math!)

I answer back: “Or live like Daniel Boone.”

(My forced out acknowledgement that such a evil scheme is all but unstoppable with the way you chumps-yes you reading this-are. The only hope a Free Individual has is total separation from the beast. Yes, my second tactical mistake of the night, and it helped him home in on my political stance-but I’m still here typing this, so maybe I lucked out.)

So that ended my talk with the blueblood. He went on for a few minutes with the withered up bar skank talking about how some judges were being punished because they were taking more in kickbacks than they were “allowed”. I left.

I couldn’t take being in the fucker’s presence any longer. (3)

I drove home, the conversation the whole night imprinted in my memory as deep as 9/11-including another conversation with a Army Ranger who basically was having a hard on about the coming “war on terror” and how things were going to change in this country-how we’d have to live with fewer rights. Something I vehemently disagreed with, but looking back see that chump knew Americans better than I did. Knew the way things really are in this fraud of a nation better than I did. Perhaps he was even on a mission to evaluate firsthand peoples reaction to the 9/11 black op.

That’s for another time; what do I conclude?

First off, all those conspiracy books, reports-their warnings about how corrupt America is were brought to stunning, horrid life to me. Confirmation that these traitors run the government and they go along with a master plan in exchange for personal power. That they own the political processes, and that it’s no wonder that even a billionaire outsider, a patriotic populist like Ross Perot couldn’t win-had no chance of winning.

Second, that sitting next to Tex it also was revealed that these blueblood traitors are as human, as frail, as mistake prone as you or I-and as fearful of the same things we are. That being out in the public they’re no different as to strength and weakness as you or I. Draw your own conclusion on that one.

Third, and this came later, that their power is not absolute. They’re not omnipotent, nor invincible. They can be cornered. They can be surprised. They can be fooled. They could even have what they’ve built turned on them if only people would wake up, realize what’s really important and get activated.

Fourth, as much as the Patriot Movement has been thwarted, we ARE having a effect. That people still struggle against the beast HAS slowed it down. If we could learn to exploit the beast’s weaknesses: the Internet and local political offices in small towns capable of being self-sufficient, and build a ground-up decentralized Freedom Movement it could have a chance. A chance because not everyone in government serves the dark side. That if the People could rise up and effectively challenge the beast on a national level, that that would be the window of opportunity for them to show their true colors, make the moves that could truly free America, and save this nation from it’s planned destruction.

Yet, like I stated in the beginning; this is a work of complete fiction, I’m making all of this up. Draw your own conclusions.

(1)Curious, as I got that compelling urge in my heart to hit that bar that particular night, at the same time I was also getting this thought that didn’t seem like it came from my own head. That thought was to grab my gun and take it with me…, blasting dude in a public place is a great way to scorching the rest of your life, and next time I shot that gun for the first time it jammed up on me and I had to dump it at a gun show.

(2)When I was little, I nearly got killed by a DRUNK driver, and several years ago I came so close you wouldn’t believe to getting run over by a DRUNKEN hick at a accident scene. That being said, I gots to say FUCK THE STATE, THEIR NAZI DUI LAWS AND THEIR FUCKING CHECKPOINTS!! Fuck their insurance and seatbelt laws too.

(3)I still wonder if perhaps I should have had that gun, to shoot that traitor-but I realize then I’d been caught, and his execution wouldn’t have sparked a Revolution, it would only result in me spending the rest of my life tortured 24/7. No future. No chance, no hope of making change in this rotten society.