Monday, March 14, 2011

SELF DEFENSE AND HOW TO GET AWAY WITH IT

SELF DEFENSE-AND HOW TO GET AWAY WITH IT

J. Croft
THE PROBLEM WITH SELF DEFENSE IN AMERICA TODAY
The law. 
Or rather, the lawyers who draft the laws, sign the laws into effect, administer the bureaucrats and law enforcers who won’t give a first thought to throwing you in the same cell as the very type of urban barbarian who tried to end your life in the first place.  They’re influenced by a insidious, anti-American belief that they’re superior to everyone else, something driven into their soft skulls since their first day of college by Marxists, and the lust of the power they wield… that we let them wield against us.
I mean, even the ‘best’ of them see the futility of it, how they signed up with Leviathan, the Beast that is the government and they figure that they might as well just go for theirs.  That’s the best of them; typically they collect the taxes, fines, fees and gloat when your family wails in agony as you’re led off in shackles to the same second home as your assailants… or your assailant’s friends who will be looking for revenge.  Pray it’s a quick shank in the shower stall, but more likely it’s going to be a lot of beat downs/rapes. 
The cops know all this.  Y’know what?  They don’t care either-and that can be stated because even the ones that could will NOT speak out when their oath traitor partner arrests you for protecting your life and exercising your 2nd.   
A quote from the article “Why Cops Aren’t Whistleblowers” by Radley Balko:
While awarding Barron Bowling $830,000 last September for the beating he suffered at the hands of a Drug Enforcement Administration agent in Kansas City, Kansas, U.S. District Judge Julie Robinson went out of her way to acknowledge another victim in the disgraceful affair: Kansas City police detective Max Seifert.
In January 2003, Bowling was on his way to fill a prescription when Timothy McCue, an on-duty DEA agent, tried to pass him illegally on the right side of a wide one-lane street. Bowling accelerated to prevent McCue from passing, and the two cars collided. After the collision, McCue and another agent got out of their car. McCue drew his gun, threw Bowling to the ground, and beat him to the point of inflicting brain damage. McCue later justified the violence by saying Bowling “resisted arrest” when he lifted his head from the pavement. According to witnesses, McCue threatened to kill Bowling, whom he called “white trash” and a “system-dodging inbred hillbilly.”
McCue, the DEA, and officers of the Kansas City Police Department then conspired to cover up the beating. Bowling was charged with leaving the scene of an accident and assaulting McCue with his car during the collision. He was later acquitted on those charges but convicted of possessing drug paraphernalia—a marijuana pipe police found in his car. Witness statements incriminating McCue for both the accident and the beating were lost or destroyed, as were photos of the damage McCue inflicted on Bowling’s face.
Only one of the officers at the accident scene that day had any integrity. That would be Seifert, a cop with an exemplary record. Seifert took the witness statements that implicated McCue. He documented Bowling’s injuries and testified for Bowling in his lawsuit. He actively fought the cover-up.
As Judge Robinson pointed out, Seifert was forced into early retirement because of his actions. He lost part of his pension and his retirement health insurance. He was “shunned, subjected to gossip and defamation by his police colleagues, and treated as a pariah,” Robinson said. “The way Seifert was treated was shameful.”
So what happened to the cops involved in the cover-up? Ronald Miller, then Kansas City’s police chief, is now the police chief in Topeka. Steven Culp, then Kansas City’s deputy police chief, is now, incredibly, executive director of the Kansas Commission on Peace Officers’ Standards and Training. Officer Robert Lane went on to become a councilman for the town of Edwardsville, where he was later convicted of participating in a ticket-fixing scheme. And McCue is still with the DEA.
It may be true that abusive cops are few and far between, as police organizations typically claim. The problem is that other cops rarely hold them accountable. Perhaps that’s because they know they will be treated the way Max Seifert was. For all the concern about the “Stop Snitchin’ ” message within the hip-hop community, police have engaged in a far more impactful and pernicious Stop Snitchin’ campaign of their own. It’s called the Blue Wall of Silence.
Even the real Oath Keepers have to toe the line one way or another if they want to keep their jobs in a hostile environment.  About all of them are in the freemasons at any rate.  For our purposes that’s your local good ol’ boy’s club where after they get through with their rituals do some haggling, make deals, etc.  Guess who are freemasons?  Yep-bureaucrats, cops, lawyers, politicians… and that includes the oath traitor arresting you for defending yourself and exercising your 2nd, the oath traitors backing him up on your arrest, the oath traitor prosecuting you, the oath traitor who will bang his gavel and find you in contempt of court if you bring up your 2nd, and the ringer who will pretend to represent you. 
They in large part set up this whole criminal subculture; exported jobs and downgraded educations in what is touted to be the richest nation on Earth, along with a engineered decline in ethics and patriotism, government ran/sponsored drug smuggling and a good dose of racism-all on our public servants.  They perpetrate the problem because fear is their control mechanism over us plus there’s too much money to be made, and too much power to be had to not have armies of gangsters, violent addicts, and the biggest penal system on the planet.  And, they hate us; waging a war against the American People in all but name.  What other answer works to explain the systematic destruction of our nation?
So, one must not only defend against the government generated social predators, one must defend against the government. 
SELF DEFENSE AT HOME
It would be a mistake to state that the law is on your side.  Not only do laws differ greatly given the jurisprudence, but their enforcement as well.  Just because your state laws may “grant” you a “castle doctrine” doesn’t mean the responding law enforcers will adhere to that law.  Your local lawyers in the DA’s office will certainly either try to be creative about the law’s “intent” or they will ignore it completely, relying on judicial fiat and raw force to take you down, you scumbag gun nut you. 
Basically you have better legal standing… unless you’re in New York City or someplace like that… but escape?  Forget it-unless you abandon everything you’ve worked your life for, your loved ones, your friends, your career (do you still have one?) and start over.  Possible still believe it or not but it’s a hell of a choice.  I’d be seeking justice if a pack of traitors sought to rob me of Life and Freedom for defending me and mine.
Or expend about everything you’ve worked for defending yourself in court.  The lawyers and judges laugh at you. 
Yep, I gotta reiterate; you’re a scumbag to our public servants if you so much as dare presume taking the Bill of Rights at face value.  Because they’re the enemy; having a superiority complex already they go into the law or law enforcement for the power, and those that teach happily feed their little minds the bullshit that they’re some kind of ‘elite’.  By the time they’re in their uniform-issue uniform or pin striped suit-they’re as insufferably arrogant and elitist as any nobleman of old.  And they don’t abide any challenge to their monopoly on force which you bearing arms represents to their fragile egos.
Solution?
Fight them in court anyway, make a last stand?  Good luck.  The enemy is very skilled at breaking down their opponents (you); they find your weak points… family, friends, career, property… and ruthlessly, predictably attack them.  One big happy family-one big happy crime family of cops, lawyers, prosecutors, jailors, judges and they work together.  The enemy loves when you buy into their fraud.
Move to a town friendlier to the Bill of Rights-though in this depression that is likely a no-go.  Matching up a town where you’ve landed a job in this economy is bad enough.  And you may likely wind up living under even worse oath traitors, although if you get together with other like-minded Americans you can negate that through a recall election and a full ticket of candidates to sweep the America-hating scum out.
Run for it?  Well that involves a new life, a new identity… more like NO identity.  You’d have to learn to live under the enemy’s radar, use cash, rent a room or apartment without ID’ing yourself, change your appearance, give up your vehicle, accounts, everything.  Or literally take to the wilds, but either way you go if you’re just hiding you will get weary and eventually, subconsciously want the ordeal to end.  You’ll make a mistake and that mistake will get you caught-and then you will face a murder trial… you did run for it anyway no matter if you were defending you and yours.
(Oh, the bad guys don’t like it when you opt out of their fraud like this.  They’ll hunt you for the rest of your days, and when they catch up to you they WILL make an example out of you.  Try explaining that you can’t get justice?  They’ll laugh-and it’ll be a knowing laugh.)
One possible solution out of this horrific double-bind would be if one neighbor is attacked by criminals, everyone else in the neighborhood rushes with arms to defend them… and if that neighbor is threatened by the criminals in public service, everyone else in the neighborhood and all the surrounding neighborhoods rushes with arms to defend them… you… and you doing likewise.  That involves effectively forming a Militia…*.  Much, much harder in today’s sorry excuse for America to have neighbors who recognize the truth of their situation, let alone find their balls.
There’s one solution, but it involves the most effort.  Get to that later but if you think that defending you and yours in your own home is problematic?  
SELF DEFENSE EVERYWHERE ELSE
…You think you got legal problems blasting some living dead meth head busting in?  Having the same situation out(no matter if you’re carrying or not)only makes it legally easier for the enemy to put you in a cell where you’d be made into a prison rape sex sandwich. 
Fortunately, unlike home defense, self defense out in the big bad scary modern ‘murika offers the chance of escaping the long arm of our number one enemy, Johnny Law.   Shoot and scoot-and by that I mean get the hell out of there!  Let’s break down the problem:
LOCATION
Where does this go down? 
Where are you?  Or, a better question, where does a robber, rapist or murderer go hunting?   The proper answer is always “anywhere”.  You cannot assume a criminal is going to be stupid, or even look like a criminal-though most will be in packs, wear lower end urban gear, give the obvious vibe of being low-end predators.  Making assumptions in most situations in life can merely make an ass out of you, but making assumptions in a life or death situation will end yours.
Your first opponent(s) will pick the most opportune time and place to take you by surprise, or corral you.  This will likely if they have any functional brain cells… be away from your second wave of opponents (cops) so this gives you some chance of escape and evasion.  And this will be escape and evasion after you blast that crack head looking to murder you for your pocket change.  If where you’re going is iffy, don’t go if you can avoid it.  If you can’t, have ways out and means to accomplish this, and backup of your own… if it comes to that then this is an extreme situation and I personally hope I don’t wind up facing such a choice!
Always be mindful of your surroundings!  Always!  When out in public look for cover-anything that will stop pistol bullets and shotgun pellets.  That would be thick trees, concrete architecture, engine blocks, corners, etc.  Rifle fire requires SOLID barriers such as stone walls, rolling terrain, etc.  KNOW where you are at-know the neighborhood, who lives/hangs out there, where you can go if trouble comes looking for easy prey, etc.
MINDSET
Always be ready for combat.  Not a fight, combat.   Literally, have a plan to fight whoever you run into or have a couple escape routes, know safer places to escape to, and where your car’s at-and park so all you have to do is hop in and take off.  Always park with the front bumper out, and don’t let anyone block your exit.  Have an extra key separate from your keychain so you’re not fumbling.  If you’re not ready to kill to defend you and yours, just don’t read any further, find yourself some fantasy football league or porn or whatever.  If you don’t have that brand of retardation your attitude will ping off street criminals-and yes they have a highly developed sense of whose easy prey-and will find someone else.  Of course, that same ping might attract a cop who will want to interview you-and today’s cops will find a legally acceptable pretext to do so, so be able to mask that awareness and readiness vibe.
APPEARANCE
You want to blend in and be part of a norm so you’re not profiled by the cops fishing for a bust on a peaceable American.  Know what people wear, what groups expect, think, act-and go along with it.  At the same time, you want to exude that you’re nobody’s target, which fits in with mindset, but your appearance will be what your weapons choice will revolve around.  In other words, don’t look like food, you likely won’t be eaten-certainly not by your average street criminal.  An oath traitor cop on the other hand looking for an easy bust and seeing you not looking like food will suspect you of being armed.  They WILL present you with just as serious a life or death situation… and they have backup.
Your weapons choices will largely revolve around how well you can successfully conceal them.  That means no tell tale bulges, no sagging here or there, no limps or leans caused by your weapon.  To complicate things, there are obvious items of clothing or accessories that scream “I’m an uppity armed American”-like fanny packs.  Also, having a gut reduces the space inside your shirt and coat you have toward carrying concealed so that’s another reason to lose weight.  If you wear clothes specifically made and marketed for concealment-they won’t to the cop aware of them and you will get interviewed.
Oh, and your apparel and build will dictate what you can carry and how.
Check out the following chart-and learn from the obvious mistakes shown:
You’ll note the people depicted aren’t obvious criminals, but peaceable Americans exercising their 2nd.  Note it was the NYPD that produced this chart.  Further proof today’s law enforcement are tasked with waging war against the very people they lie to about “protecting”.
HOLSTERS
With a lot of weapons necessary for a sure draw but you also have to think “if I got to run to avoid oath traitors putting me up for 10 to life, do I really want a holster I can’t simply chuck down a drain along with my gun?”  A holster does allow a secure pistol that won’t drift about or even fall out ensuring it’s there and you can draw it however…
However much money you feel like spending on your holster, be sure you can detach it from your body quicker than you can mount it.  And, it doesn’t necessarily have to be on your body-it can be in a jacket or a duffel bag or briefcase…
WEAPON SELECTION
I’ve carried quite a few pistols for personal protection-in spite of the laws-so the following is from experience…
Pocket pistols that fit in your hand and are lightweight are naturally easy to conceal but you’d better practice a lot to achieve not only a quicker draw than your adversary but a lethal first shot hit.  A lot of gangsters and criminals practice getting their gun out for taking on cops and are practicing as best they can.  More than a few have had military training so don’t believe that everyone on the streets holds their gat sideways. 
   
The pocket pistol will be in a caliber no larger than 9mm and will carry 5-7 rounds.  This gives you even more incentive to get that first, lethal hit in-and engage your other threats in as quick and accurate succession as you can.  This means a LOT of range time and unless your pocket pistol was made by Beretta, Colt, Glock or Ruger you’ll be buying another of that make and model before you’re done training as many of them were made to be fired relatively few times.  Worse, most of this genre of guns are not in 9mm parabellum but in .380, .32, .25, and .22 so head shots are mandatory.  These dinky calibers are a little quieter than a 9mm/.40/.45 but you pay a price in performance.  38/357 snub nosed revolvers are much clumsier to reload, plus the magnum and +p loads will give you instant night blindness.
 
Full sized handguns
Glocks are reliable as the sunrise but are thick so you will have to put in more effort dressing around them.  You can however pack a couple 33 round extended magazines-I did.  Actually I packed four 33 round magazines and two 17 rounders giving me 167 rounds of 9mm hollowpoints… yes it was fall/winter/spring and I could pull it off with my coat.  Use a bulkier coat and you can conceal this piece.  Lose some weight, wear a size bigger pant and you can carry concealed better.
Given the similarities in external appearance with the Springfield XD you can apply the same carry procedure.
Beretta 92, uh, reliable but not a good choice for concealed carry, it is too thick, too heavy.  Won’t jam though-have it as a car/bedroom gun.
Colt 1911 is a good full sized carry gun as its thin width profile makes carrying concealed much easier.  HOWEVER, those 7 round magazines mean you have to practice a rapid reload and do it more often.  The solution is to grasp 3 of those thin seven round magazines in your support hand and when your Colt runs dry the next mag’s in hand.  Double stack mag 1911s have been available since the 90’s and that a solution too.
Browning Hi-Power is an excellent carry gun-thinner than the Glock and you can get 17 and 30 round magazines.  This gun’s sore point is its bad trigger pull-get rid of the magazine detach part and that will solve that.  Plus the Hi-Power points and shoots naturally; it was John Browning’s last pistol.
Ruger P series is a blocky gun, even blockier than the Glock, even more than the Beretta.   Just a clumsy mess.  I’d pass.  The SR-9 does look a bit more promising…
Sig Sauer is a bit blocky but a good gun.  I have no personal experience with one.
Calibers-9mm, .40, .45ACP believe it or not perform about the same.  You need a high performance load with the 9 but that’s been out.  All three will perform about as well as a auto pistol cartridge will so your job will be to make your shots COUNT! 
The 10mm Auto full load cartridge is more powerful than the .357; in the Glock 20 you can get extended magazines-yes you can!  Couple that with a extended slide and you’re set for anything up to a SWAT team. 
Now could you carry something bigger?  Yes, but in say, a duffel bag-but if you have one you could carry anything with a folding stock.  Or folded in on itself like the Kel-Tec SUB 2000 and SU 16 carbines.  
A Romanian AK with a folding stock and several 30 round magazines in a removable tactical vest or even a pouch could give you more than a fighting chance, but admittedly that’s an extreme measure… though we do live in extreme times though.  Yes I’ve done the AK in the duffel bag bit more than once.
One thing all these weapons have against them, is the blast and noise they make when they fire.  You can live with that and hope your shooting skill and your legs can carry you out of there before the cops come, or you can risk 10 years in a federal penitentiary… and use a silenced weapon, shooting them before they can kill you.  Provided you don’t have witnesses you can get out of there… a lot of well meaning law-abiding folks are shitting themselves
WEAPON CHARACTERISTICS
Getting away with preserving your own life would be easier if the gunshot itself didn’t attract the government criminals….
NOISE SIGNATURE
Guns, obviously, make noise.  Gas expansion from the muzzle and if it’s a revolver from the gap between the cylinder and barrel (unless it’s a Nagant revolver) makes the loud boom.  Mechanical noise varies with design; a revolver makes a small click as the firing pin strikes the primer, while a open bolt submachine gun makes a loud klack as the bolt slams home.  If the round goes over 1100 feet per second (supersonic) then there’s a supersonic crack.
BALLISTICS
From your bullets, fired casings with your fingerprints and the machine marks from your weapon-c’mon you’ve watched at least ONE of the hundred or so cop shows… any weapon that ejects a shell casing to load that next round flings potential evidence about.  When you use a weapon in self defense you are essentially using that weapon for the last time as it will either be stolen by the cops/courts or you will have to dispose of it for evidence sake. 
SILENCERS?
Know what you’re thinking and it seems to be a great idea but… If caught, even if you signed the ATF form, got approval, will get you in trouble.  An unregistered suppressor will get you 10 years and a 100,000 dollar fine.  By itself.  Used to defend yourself and it becomes the centerpiece in your death penalty trial.  That is if the device is caught on you or otherwise survives… and they WILL comb the area to bust an uppity gun nut.
That being said if you’re going to the trouble of fitting a silencer onto your gun you might as well rig up a way to catch the shells.  There are plastic brass catchers that fit over the slide, or you can jury rig a bag and wire over a pistol with a enclosed bolt like the Ruger MK II .22 or Astra 400.  Oh and all current production autoloading pistols need a aftermarket extended barrel to attach whatever.  After that there’s how you’re going to carry this embiggened pistol-and the only way will be in some kind of bag or box or briefcase.
PERSONAL EVIDENCE
Fingerprints, DNA from hair follicles, skin flakes, spittle, blood.  You get shot you’ll bleed and you will leave evidence.  All over the place.   IF it’s raining hard enough perhaps the evidence will wash away… but can you count on it raining when you’re being ambushed?
OFFICER RESPONSE TIME
A variable-the saying is when seconds count the cops are minutes away.  Or they could be across the street.  Now if you know there are officers in the vicinity you could conceivably attempt to reach them… if they don’t peel out getting away from you, or just sit there “waiting for backup”-and actually doing their jobs-then you run the risk of being arrested for exercising your 2nd… any which way, you’re likely to be arrested anyway.
WITNESSES, INJURIES, ETC.
If there are witnesses, bystanders-maybe they’ll tell the truth, but a lot of cops will still arrest you anyway because it’s ‘procedure’.  The prosecutor will at the least cost you months of anguish, thousands of dollars to defend your obvious innocence.  If you rightly run, the enemy will have a description of you.  Don’t run directly to your car or home.  If out, circle about until you’re sure either witnesses or cops are not around you or your car.  Witnesses mean you will have to sweat being found or you have to play the court’s game.
If you’re injured… unless you have combat medicine training, know a doctor or medic who will patch you up on the sly and you can plausibly find a excuse to lay low and recuperate that will not arouse suspicion.  If you can’t, you need to get to the hospital and then you will be asked why you run-and telling them the truth about the rat bastards of the legal system won’t cut it… maybe with a jury.  If you’re injured and you can’t run and you can’t lay low without being suspected or permanently disrupt your life as you recover you have to stay and you certainly will be screwed if you use a suppressed firearm.  Them’s the breaks.
OKAY, HOW DO I DO THIS?
Now that we have all the pieces of the puzzle-variables aside-we can work on a solution.
Either dress around your weapon so it doesn’t “print”-show up or put your piece in a container-a box or bag.  Something NOT A FANNY PACK they scream I’M A UPPITY GUN OWNER. 
Your weapon must not show through your clothing whether you stand, bend over or sit. 
Weapon Selection-we want a gun that doesn’t spit empty shells everywhere, and can be effectively silenced.  Strangely enough this eliminates the automatic pistol… unless a rigid brass catching device can be attached that will not interfere with function.  Tape around the griping surfaces and trigger so there’s no prints, wear gloves, and never ever handle the shells with bare hands-from the box to the magazine.  Course you’d have to attach the catcher to the gun, then you’d have to attach the throwaway suppressor-in the middle of an ambush?  And you’ll need an extended barrel…
Concealment-let’s opt for our piece in a container.
I would opt for a shrouded hammer revolver with a short barrel.  Attach a glove around the handle and inside the trigger guard and pad the interior while holding the piece firm.  A flap can disguise where you slip your hand in.  There are still plenty of cheaply had revolvers that are perfectly disposable-package and all-if that means saving your life from the bad guys… all of them.
There’s THIS setup:
Another option which is more wieldy would be the gas sealing Nagant revolver, which were made in the millions and currently at 100 bucks perfectly disposable, though it’s 7.62mm Nagant cartridge is much less common a round; you won’t find it at Wally World.   Slip a disposable suppressor over the muzzle and you’re good to go… as long as you can resolve your problem in seven shots as the Nagant loads like a Colt single action-you have to painstakingly eject and load each shell through a loading gate.
One brute force option would be the folding stock AK in a duffel bag with a pouch full of magazines and simply blast your way out… just throwing it out there.
SHOOT FIRST, SHOOT TO KILL
Get the first shot in.  Just do it.  If you spot trouble, don’t wait for the enemy to draw and present-do it first and if you can get by with a warning God bless you. 
Beyond that principle, know where all your opponents are, where cover is at, and come up with a plan-quick.  Basically you want to be as dynamic a threat to your enemy as possible so you will need to know:
Awareness-don’t be in la-la land.  Don’t be on your gadget, etc.  Yeah, yeah, impossible to do 24/7, but try.  Because when you’re not looking is when they will pounce.
Quick Draw-means a secure holster for a reliable, no snag draw, and practicing daily; slow is smooth and smooth is fast.  When you get that down THEN you can reduce your time needed to get the first shot off.  Street criminals are practicing not only their marksmanship but also their draw speed-a Department of Justice study of incarcerated felons indicated they go for the fastest draw possible.
“Get Off The X”-a term good as any, it means when you decide to shoot, you MOVE!  You make a snap move to the side as you aim and shoot at the same time.  Simple to describe but requires more effort to master.  The purpose is to move and shoot before the bad guy can react… its taking advantage of his OODA loop:  Observe, Orient, Decide, Act.  You go through your OODA loop and decide to fight and you snap move and shoot-bad guy’s in the middle of deciding, or about to act and you maneuvering and firing forces them to mentally reboot his OODA loop.  Your mission is to shut down his brain activity before he reboots and shuts down yours.
GETTING OUT OF DODGE
Tactics in these situations are needed where strategy fails and a quick draw and marksmanship are not enough.  Got a chart I’ve made up for my upcoming “Second American Revolution Victory Guide” HERE:

ADDITIONAL NOTES
Shoot as much as you can-but since ammunition costs are skyrocketing get an airsoft copy of your gun and practice at home. 
Get all the combat training you can without ID.  Get how-to videos from the internet or a gun show.  I recommend Gabe Suarez’s work as well as Jeff Coopers.  Both are real world, practical, combat proven.
WEAR GLOVES HANDLING YOUR AMMUNITION FROM THE MOMENT YOU OPEN THE BOX.  It would be smart if you bought your rounds from someone not a firearms dealer, to throw off any investigation.  For that matter get your guns the same way.  Never handle your ammunition with your bare hands.
IF YOU GET BUSTED ANYWAY
Remain silent.  The enemy will try to get you to incriminate yourself and will use every gambit on an American who doesn’t act like helpless sheep.  Especially if you act like you’re actually an American… insisting your Rights be respected and such.  Remain silent.  Say nothing to them, they are not going to help you. 
Agree to nothing.  Absolutely nothing-no plea bargains, no statements, nothing incriminating, which means nothing at all.  The enemy wants a quick kill and to get onto their next victim but pleading out with the presented hope of stopping the pain is their first tactic.  Giving in means going down for defending yourself, which means you WILL need to be an outlaw in order to protect yourself.
One important technical point: the US legal system operates under what in patriot circles refer to as 14th Amendment US Citizenship, which is a federal citizenship based in the District of Columbia.  You’re shanghaied into it with your birth certificate which creates a legal fiction in the same vein as a real estate title over a piece of land.  That legal fiction abrogates your Rights codified in the Bill of Rights and binds you to contract law… and all the legal permissions and prohibitions the lawyers impose on you instead of your lawful rights.  It would be better if you weren’t a US citizen (which they will ask you even if it’s obvious you’re American) and reclaim yourself as an American.  No driver’s license, social security number, birth certificate-none of that.  Completely out of their system as its slavery.  Something you want to think about.
Insist on a jury trial.  Last thing you need are the same lawyers who put you in this spot to decide your fate.  Better to take your chances with twelve strangers and attempt to convince them of your innocence.  Defend yourself.
The enemy will throw you in with the worst street criminals hoping you’ll break and cop a plea, but if you’re steadfast at least some and perhaps most of the inmates will see you’re opposing their jailors and will support you.  Then you will just have to worry about undercover cops posing as inmates, snitches and suck ups and the guards/admin who don’t give a fuck you were defending you and yours.
Challenge and oppose them at every step.  Make motions for discovery of all evidence including video, police radio recordings.  If you can, get statements from those witnesses…
Lawyers… most people will advise you to find a good attorney who will actually defend you.  I’m generally ambivalent about the breed in the first place as the lawyers are the courts.  Rigged game and finding a good guy who has a license to practice law… good luck. 
At any rate, if your legal eagle turns out to be a legal chicken and won’t stand by you in fighting this to the end, dump em.
When you get to trial, you will be facing a legal opponent with the judge as a partner, and likely the jury as they will select 12 unthinking law and order gov. loving types.  The guards will try to take your court notes for “security purposes” so be on constant alert. 
At any rate the cops will alter/disappear evidence and since Americans are deluged with legal and cop shows they will associate those oath traitors with their favorite actors…. guess who they’ll associate you with?
The prosecutor will be a master of spinning words, misrepresenting evidence, verbal judo, and neurolinguistic programming techniques.  He will attempt to create a “Delphi” with the jury-establishing a rapport, being likeable, reasonable… guiding those 12 soft minds to the conclusion that they need to rule you’re guilty.  Guilty-even on a reduced charge that’s still a win for the scumbags and your life completely wrecked.  You not only have to be aware of all these techniques but have countermeasures as well, and that means constantly bringing up points of order, questions, anything to disrupt the prosecutor’s verbal and mental flow.  He’s done this at least dozens of times and likely hundreds of times-the court system is a well oiled machine with a near 100 percent success rate… that’s a lot of innocent people who get suckered or steamrolled.
Better to run for it and keep your mouth shut, no?
BEST WAY TO GUARANTEE YOU’RE COVERED WHEN YOU HAVE TO DEFEND YOUR LIFE
Join the NRA  PLEEEZE THEY’RE A GUN CONTROL ORGANIZATION MASQUERADING AS ‘LOYAL OPPOSITION’!  At best they can be said to have fought a fighting retreat… in actuality they often collaborate on the gun laws they’re supposed to be opposing. 
And that’s the problem-these criminal oath traitors are the ones in office.  They make policy that the oath traitor law enforcers are more than happy to inflict on peaceable Americans. 
And the obvious solution is to get rid of the oath traitors.  Kick the elected officials who appoint them out of office and clean your town government of those scum, replace them with real Americans.  I’ll refer you to these articles:


*Or you can make it happen.  What’s a militia if not armed Americans banding together for common defense?  You have the guns-practice group rifle shooting where a group of targets are taken on jointly.  Corner shooters take on the corners, middle shooters divide up the middle targets.  Very simple concept. 
Now practice shooting at those targets with your group physically spread out.  Work out who shoots first and that’s the signal for everyone else to open up.  What you’re practicing is a classic enveloping ambush-your enemy will be well armed, with a perimeter screen and the ability to call additional reinforcement, etc. but they’re looking to terrorize not fight to the death.  You can either send a representative and tell them they’re not robbing for the state today or you can simply open up on them.
To achieve maximum effect on current generation battle armor shoot for the head, or below the belt if you lack armor piercing ammunition. 
You CAN load your own AP: get some plastic sabot inserts, worn carbide drill rods.  Cut the rods to the length of a standard bullet, shape the tip with a lathe or CNC machine and fit to the sabots.  Look up ammunition reloading and sabots for more information.
And I’d recommend you use the rifle, shot not from right at the window but from deeper inside the house.  Or even from a house not directly facing the threat, but because of the gaps you can snake the round in between the buildings to the enemy.  Plus that shooter can take on anyone forming a perimeter. 
Wear disguises, don’t shoot from your own homes, have an escape plan if things go wrong-AND if things go right.  If you win, count on being targeted by authorities for reprisals, even if you’re successful as they will hold everyone in the city to account.  Which is why you wear the disguises or ski masks, and gloves, and never handle all your weapons and ammunition with your bare hands.  Hide or dispose of your weapons.
Y’know, the same principle can be applied anywhere-don’t be alone!  The gangs are in gangs.  The cops are a gang onto themselves, who also serve the lawyers-another gang.  All of them know the value of circling the wagons and sticking together.  Do likewise, and you do that by being an asset to others, keeping your word, and expecting likewise.  You’ll either attract quality people or you need to find someplace with quality people to begin with.   Be ready to lay your life down to save yours from a gang assault or the legal system, because nothing less will do-and yours had better do likewise or you need to find new people to tribe up with.

ADDITIONAL COMMENTARY FROM DAN D AT http://www.awrm.org/:

Self-defense isn't something you "get away with," that implies you did something wrong, like "I got away with shooting on the wrong land because the officer was polite and reasonable" (they always are when you have a loaded AR15) or "I got away with stealing"

But you're right, it really is just you vs. 2 different gangs, one with a guise of legitimacy.

It's really important to study psychology and sociology, as well. If you're locked up, you're going to want to know which folks in the jail cell look like a threat, which ones might be undercover cops, what social groups and gang-type things are operating in your area and the subcultures.

There's a group around here that goes to hardcore shows, and they are a bunch of thugs. I had a lot of friends in a hardcore/metal band here and the straight-edge crew chased one of my friends (the drummer) with a knife and they put a foot print on an acquaintance's face at a show. So, you learn a little about them, because that's kind of my main "scene," and they are the biggest trouble in this area in this subculture. They have initiation, using the newbies to prove themselves when they jump someone. Usually 3 of them with more of the others watching but not participating in the fight. Know their disposition - this group will literally beat a girl. Their fighting style - these HXC straightedge guys take swinging punches that are easy to deal with, don't seem to be well trained in... anything, and they now have matching hoodie sweaters, apparently, I'll find out pretty soon because I'm seeing a band they'd likely be at... and be looking out for them.
So they are nasty when they can be, but they aren't very powerful, just some egotistical no-smoke-or-drink tough guy types.

Knowing subcultures is important and having friends in different groups is helpful. For example, a lot of people who are in the hardcore scene treat it like a family so if you meet some folks at the show and be friendly and have a good time chatting between bands, you've got people to back you up, and they've got people to back them up, and that usually keeps the bad guys under control - that violent crew isn't well liked, they know it too so they jump people when the show's been dispersed and bands are packing up etc. KNOW WHO IS WHO AND WHAT THEY DO in your area - it's not hard to find out who's head honcho in smaller gangs. They like notoriety, which is easy to take advantage of.

I'm trying to describe a "popular anonymity" - having good relations with people, groups, and areas who don't know really anything about you, but if you can make yourself fit in with multiple groups, it means any witnesses are likely to be on your side because they know you don't cause trouble and they know who the bad guys in the area are.

That all sounds like it just applies to 20-something folks, but even older people. Like, ethnicity helps. If you're not 100% of one race, you can be a regular at different pubs and stuff - like go out to an Irish pub one night and have some nice conversation and a good time and maybe a German one another night. If you've lived in different areas, you can just revert back to other accents to sound like you fit in more, even though you're not really a part of any particular group and don't have any close ties with anyone besides the friends who came with you - you're just that chilled out guy who hangs out from time to time.

Those were just my thoughts, more on avoiding confrontation and damage control should anything happen though. I appreciate criticism as well, but that's all worked out decently for keeping me from even having to defend myself. I know it sounds rude like you're using people, having some pseudo-friends who you listen to talking about stuff you're not interested in like sports just so you have good information on what's going on in your area, but it can keep you safe.

And find some oath keeper type friends too - keep them a little closer, not just because they are in the system and can help that way, but because then you can observe their behavior better and make sure they are legitimate patriots.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

JAPAN HIT WITH MAGNITUDE 9+ EARTHQUAKE-BUT AMERICA'S WILL BE WORSE

JAPAN HIT WITH MAGNITUDE 9+ EARTHQUAKE-BUT AMERICA'S WILL BE WORSE


J. Croft
http://freedomguide.blogspot.com/
http://freedomguide.wordpress.com/

What Japan is going through right now is nothing short of horrific; a devastating earthquake, a biblical level tsunami pushing 6 miles inland.  Just from that the Japanese will be rebuilding for a generation.



There is potential however for something much worse-that same level quake hitting Tokyo.  Basically, most of Japan's economy, society, is concentrated in the Tokyo megalopolis.  That megalopolis is one of the main pillars of the global economy.  And that megalopolis, with the twenty million plus of Japanese, most of that nation's industry, transportation, culture, all of that sits on landfill-loose earth-with fault lines a few miles away. 

IF there's a 9+ magnitude earthquake, Tokyo's gone.  With Tokyo gone, Japan will be knocked back to the 1950s and will likely never fully recover.  More immediately the Tokyo stock exchange will be destroyed, and that domino alone will send the global economy crashing down.  To raise cash the Japanese will sell the trillions in US Treasuries they bought to finance our traitors overspending, taking us down.  Further.

All the above is quite bad enough. 

Unfortunately we too have the potential for a nation-destroying 9+ earthquake.

The New Madrid fault line basically follows the Missisippi River north to south around Missouri, Illinois.  The last time that fault let go in the early 19th century it rang church bells in New England, the flat, soft soils transmitting the energy pulse for thousands of miles. 

All that was in the early 19th century-at best the area was thinly settled. 

Imagine the same quake hitting now.  Examine the following maps:


Map of earthquake danger zones... compare with the following....

map of structurally deficient bridges

map of railroads
map of main roads.


map of pipelines

Just comparing the above maps you can quickly deduce that a magnitude 9+ earthquake will for all practical purposes obliterate the Midwest and sever America in two.  The economic fallout from such an event alone are nation-ending given the systematic undermining the domestic economy and infrastructure.  NO earthquake mitigation methods have been instituted for any of the infrastructure in and around the New Madrid fault zone. 

Thousands will certainly die.  Millions maybe.  Millions more will certainly be dead from starvation, disease, poisoning from the petrochemicals released into the environment, or in desperate battle with others to NOT die of starvation, disease or a poisoned environment.

The political fallout?  Certainly the elected civilian governments will be overwhelmed.  FEMA will arise to take over as they will likely be the only functional government agency outside the US Military.  Kiss what's left of the Constitution goodbye.

There will be literal fallout as well-let this article explain THAT to you:

From http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/energy/blogs/nuclear-power-and-earthquake-zones-overlap-in-the-us

Nuclear power is under the microscope as much of the world watches the aftermath of the Japanese earthquake and the resulting tsunamis.
Fires near Japanese nuclear power plants are forcing evacuations and concerns for all the obvious reasons. Those concerns have traveled across the Pacific to California, where nuclear power plants are being shut down. 
Let’s take a look at which nuclear power plants sit in the seismically active areas of the United States.
Generally, this concern is focused on the West Coast of the United States, because that's where most of our large earthquakes have occurred. There are no nuclear power plants in Hawaii or Alaska, but there are four nuclear reactor sites along the West Coast — one nuclear reactor site in Washington, two in California and one in Arizona. Here's a link to an interesting site, nukepills.com, where you can see the location of all nuclear power plants as well as the theoretical fallout zones.
Below, you can see the locations of the power plants, minus the fallout zones:
Now, these are just the power plants. There is a whole other issue with non-power nuclear reactors. These aren’t power plants, but research facilities such as universities where smaller-scale reactors are located. In all, there are eight of these sites along the West Coast. One is in Arizona, four are in California, two are in Oregon and one is in Washington. In all, the United States has 36 of these smaller sites, which can be seen below:
As you can see, most of the nuclear power plants and research facilities lie in the middle of the country. A good number that lie the West Coast are in the most seismically active parts of the nation, as this map from the United States Geological Survey shows:
Over the course of history, the concerns surrounding the nuclear industry have been focused on accidents and mistakes. This is what caused Chernobyl, and what has been blamed for the cause of Three Mile Island. Now, there is this new concern about what we can’t control. We can’t control earthquakes, we can’t control tsunamis, but we can control what we know. And these maps allow us to know where the major risks lie when it comes to nuclear industry and earthquakes.
Maps: Top map: U.S. Nuclear Regulatory Commission; Second map: Nukepills.com; bottom map: USGS.gov.

WHAT TO DO

Where are you at?

If you're in/around the Midwest, particularly around the New Madrid fault zone, you will NOT want to live in a building higher than maybe two stories.  Maybe not even one.

Flee to a refuge that does not involve crossing a bridge and has multiple routes to getting there.  Be innovative, there are other means than automobile and easily destroyed roads.

Wherever you go to, make sure the shelter is either light and flexible, like a traditional Japanese home... perhaps a single wide trailer will work, or very, very stoutly built as in bunker level of strength.

Stock up, stock up, stock up.  Food, water purification, medicine, ammunition, fuel-means to convert to alternative fuels, tools.  For personal security firearms training, particularly with rifles and operating as light rifle teams will be mandatory. 

Start an earthquake preparedness group.  Use social networking to accomplish this, its a great way to introduce previously unaffected Americans to survivalism.  Perhaps even the concept of the militia.

Your earthquake preparedness group will effectively be a militia because only you will be able or willing to guarantee the survival of your group.  Local, state and federal government types have been drinking the enemy's anti-American anti-militia kool aid for too long and will see you as the enemy. 

An account from the 1992 Hurricane Andrew aftermath.  READ:


DEADLY SILENCES




The Hurricane Andrew Cover-up




 




By K.T. Frankovich




from Nexus Magazine




Volume 8, Number 3 (June-July 1999)




www.bibliotecapleyades.net/.../esp_sociopol_FEMA09.htm




 




www.21stcenturyradio.com/articles/02/1003138.html




 




 




The largest natural disaster ever recorded in the history of the United States was hurricane Andrew, which struck South Dade County, Florida, as midnight turned the clock into August 24, 1992. Contrary to what the American news media broadcast across the United States and throughout Europe, the first outer wall of the hurricane unexpectedly slammed into South Dade, packing 214+ mph winds which quickly escalated to 350+ mph. Most of the 414,151 residents living in the danger zone were asleep when the outer wall struck. Thousands of them lost their lives, for no one in South Dade had been evacuated or even advised to evacuate. Instead, residents had been repeatedly informed by local news media that South Dade should expect to experience "50 mph winds".




 




By 11.00 am the following morning, 8,230 mobile homes along with 9,140 apartments had vanished off the face of the Earth. The Hiroshima-like horror was beyond catastrophic. Entire families perished in ways too horrifying to describe. The stench of death had already begun to saturate miles and miles of the massive devastation; the hot humid air was reeking with foul, rotting flesh.




 




How do I know? Because I was in the midst of it all.




 




Never will I forget the frantic, last-minute "emergency alert" broadcast that was aired on television just before all hell broke loose. My son and I had the TV on, hoping to catch an updated report on the hurricane, when the screen suddenly went blank with a loud warning signal. Before we knew it, a panic-stricken voice began the announcement:




 




 




We interrupt this program to bring you an emergency alert from the National Broadcast Emergency Center. This is an emergency alert! I repeat, this is an emergency alert! The outer winds of hurricane Andrew have just reached the Florida coast. Hurricane Andrew has unexpectedly shifted five degrees south. I repeat, Hurricane Andrew has shifted five degrees south. Andrew is expected to strike South Dade within minutes. I repeat, Andrew is expected to strike South Dade within minutes. All South Dade residents should take immediate cover! I repeat, all South Dade residents should take immediate cover! This is an emergency alert!




 




 




Our tiny pre-fab apartment, which was nothing more than a glorified mobile home, had been constructed to withstand maximum wind speeds of 90 mph. The blood-curdling announcement gripped us both. Paralyzed by sheer terror, our bulging eyes stayed glued to the television as the voice continued.




 




All South Dade residents are advised to stay put! Do not attempt to leave the area!




 




Within seconds, we actually heard hurricane Andrew bearing down on us, slamming into us with all the force of a speeding locomotive. The horrendous wall of winds crashed against our tiny apartment like an exploding bomb! Glasses flew off the kitchen counter, shattering onto the quaking floor. Hanging pictures plunged straight down the walls towards the ground. The huge hanging mirror crashed on top of the television set, spraying the living room with shattered glass. The entire apartment resembled a rickety old train, shaking fiercely out of control while rumbling down a railroad track. The screeching winds quickly transformed into the piercing, monotone hum of a jet engine, sounding as if it had sucked us inside! It was so deafening, all other noises ceased to exist. It felt like a monstrous earthquake-and-tornado hitting at the same time!




 




Before either one of us could react, the metal front door of our apartment began to peel steadily downward towards the floor, like a piece of wet, limp paper. Then the voracious jaws of Andrew attacked for the final kill. A mega-giant, two-storey-tall, solid concrete transformer pole with electrical cables attached, torpedoed right through our living room wall and roof, exploding the entire building on impact! And that was just the beginning.




 




 








 




 




ATROCITIES IN THE AFTERMATH




 




There isn't a person on the face of this Earth who will ever convince me that hurricane Andrew was a "hurricane" by any sense of the definition. Just ask any survivor of Andrew what the six-and-a-half-hour siege was like and the answer will always be the same.




"We didn't have any prior warning. We heard hurricane Andrew suddenly bearing down on us like a speeding locomotive."




This is the same description given by survivors of monstrous F-5 tornadoes (packing winds of 350+ mph)--the only difference being that tornadoes strike for just seconds, whereas hurricane Andrew struck and stayed for hours on end.




 




The injuries of those who survived were mind-boggling. I had a broken jaw with eight teeth knocked out. Huge shards of glass impaled my body so deeply, they were impossible to remove without the aid of a scalpel. My head injuries were so severe that they permanently affected my eyesight.




 




But I was only one amongst thousands of severely injured victims who struggled to survive the aftermath. For ten long days we were roped off from the outside world by United States military forces, leaving us stranded with no food, no water, no medical supplies, no shelter. Suffering from severe shell-shock, we waited and waited for rescue teams to arrive, but that just never happened. None of the injured in the roped-off areas was ever rescued from the devastation. It was the worst gut-wrenching betrayal I have ever experienced. I saw grown men lying on the ground in the fetal position, moaning and groaning pathetically as they tried to hug and rock themselves. My son was amongst them.




 




Don't get me wrong. United States military forces were indeed present in the roped-off areas within hours of Andrew ending. But they were not there to help survivors. The National Guard along with the Coast Guard, the Army, FEMA (the Federal Emergency Management Agency), Metro Dade Police, state police and local police removed dead bodies and body parts as quickly as possible during those first ten days of the aftermath. Horrified survivors watched as both uniformed and civilian- clothed men searched the rubble and filled body bags, which they then stacked in military vehicles or huge refrigerator trucks normally used to transport food, only to drive off and leave the stranded injured to fend for themselves.




 




Not until I managed to escape the aftermath did I discover that the "thermo-king" sections of these same refrigerator trucks, jam-packed with wall-to-wall body bags, ended up being stored at Card Sound Navy Base, located in an isolated area just above the Florida Keys. The inside temperature was kept cool by portable generators until the bodies were either incinerated or just plain dumped into huge open grave pits.




 




Those working on the body pick-up operation were forced to take what is known as the Oath of Sworn Secrecy, which is strictly enforced by the government. Many of them plunged into shock, once exposed to the ghastly devastation and countless mutilated bodies.




 




The horrors were way beyond human comprehension. I can vouch for this, as I accidentally stepped on the severed hand of a young child when I initially crawled out of the debris, only to witness shortly thereafter two dead teenagers and the decapitated body of a baby girl.




 




Fighting mental shock became such a big problem for the body pick-up teams that a special group of psychiatrists had to be brought in to help them cope with it. I believe this in itself is the reason why many who worked on the body collection didn't comprehend the tragic consequences this would inevitably lead to in the future.




 




The survivors of hurricane Andrew and the rest of the American people were betrayed by their own government. But the betrayal also extended to foreign nationals. At the time Andrew struck, South Dade was inhabited by a large population of Mexican illegal immigrants. The United States Department of Immigration was fully aware of their presence but quietly turned its back on the situation, knowing full well that South Dade farmers couldn't afford to harvest their crops without the help of the Mexican illegals. The heavily populated migrant camps were situated at the edge of the Florida Everglades. The people who lived there vanished without a trace during that fated night. Many bodies were found way out in the Everglades.




 




When I lectured at the Clearwater Convention in Florida in 1999, a man in the audience stood up and introduced himself as Chief Petty Officer Roy Howard. He proceeded to address the audience with this exact statement, which is now a matter of public record:




Just for your information, I was called up to active duty after hurricane Andrew went through South Dade County. I spent nine weeks down there. Now I will certify for the benefit of our audience here that the death figures that were officially published are totally inaccurate. According to the information which I received from my own sources within the National Guard, the figure I was quoted when I was down there was 5,280-something. And they were quietly disposed of in incinerators that were hurriedly put together by both the National Guard and FEMA...




 




As the Chief Petty Officer stated, "5,280-something" bodies were confiscated by the United States National Guard. In addition to this, the Coast Guard independently confiscated "1,500 bodies" from the lakes and surrounding waters. Neither one of these figures embraces the number of dead bodies confiscated by other branches of federal and state government directly involved in the body pick-up operation. This leaves the number of dead confiscated by various US authorities in South Dade still unknown.




 




The total number who died during hurricane Andrew is obviously staggering, yet whenever the "official death toll" is mentioned in the media, a figure of anywhere between 15 and 59 is quoted. The population of the 21 communities annihilated by Andrew's eye-wall had been officially recorded by the Dade County Census Bureau as 415,151 before Andrew struck.




 




Bodies of human beings confiscated and disposed-of like rubbish, as if their lives had no more worth or meaning than a piece of discarded litter--it's horrifying to be suddenly confronted by the same kind of atrocities as perpetrated by the Nazis. Once again repeating history, a master-minded cover-up was dutifully carried out by armed military forces, right smack in the midst of horrendous human suffering.




 




To complete this historical comparison, in the same way that many residents who lived near Nazi concentration camps were unaware or in denial of the atrocities close by, so too were many residents who were located just outside the catastrophic devastation left behind by Andrew's eye-wall.




 




 




GOVERNMENT BETRAYAL




 




So what actually did take place when Andrew survivors tried to get help from those collecting dead bodies in the aftermath? Well, I for one can give a first-hand account.




 




About the third day into the aftermath, a long line of police cars cautiously drove into my area during the late afternoon. We had not had contact with any other people from outside the devastation up until this point. There were approximately 12 to 15 police cars comprising this caravan, each marked from different locations throughout the state. Each car was driven by a man dressed in a dark police uniform and had three other plain-clothed men riding as passengers, making a total of four men in each vehicle.




 




Someone from our group spotted the caravan and ran to get me, knowing that I had been badly injured and urgently needed emergency medical help. My twenty-five-year-old son and one other adult male survivor helped escort me to the caravan. We hurried towards the lead car. It stopped moving when we approached the driver's side. The officer sitting behind the wheel rolled down the window. For a few moments he rudely ignored us, at one point giving us an impatient look of disgust.




 




This is the exact conversation and course of events that took place.




"Please, sir, I need medical help," I begged, barely able to speak.




The officer sitting behind the wheel sighed heavily. He turned his head away from me and gazed out his windshield. The other three men in the car quietly looked at me.




 




"Sir, please, I need to get to a hospital...," I begged frantically.




 




The officer took his time about reaching over to turn off the engine. With another sigh, he slowly opened the door and climbed out. He then proceeded to close the door and stood there with his legs spread astride.




"Lady, do me a favour," he answered. "Find yourself a piece of paper and a pencil. Write down your name and social security number next to the telephone number of your nearest living relative. Tuck the piece of paper in your pocket so tomorrow, when I find your body, I'll know who to contact."




 




"No! No!" I cried out. "You don't understand. I need to get to a hospital. I've been badly injured."




 




"No! You're the one who doesn't understand," he hissed back.




With that, he reached over to his holster and took out his gun. He grabbed me, forcing me up against the side of the car, and proceeded to put the barrel of the gun against my temple. I heard the hammer cock.




 




From the position he had pushed me into, I could see directly into the car. The man sitting in the front passenger seat looked away from me immediately, glancing down at the floor. The two passengers in the back seat turned their heads quickly, staring out the window on the opposite side of the car.




 




My son and the other survivor watched as the officer had pulled back the hammer on the gun. So shocked out of their minds by what they were witnessing, neither one could move!




 




"You don't belong here!" the officer growled, pressing the barrel into the side of my head. "Now you get the hell outta here before I blow away your ass!"




 




He shoved my face into the car window and then released me. Someone grabbed me from behind and whirled me around so fast, I didn't have time to think! Before I knew it, I was being thrown over a shoulder. My rescuer took off running as fast as he could! I caught a brief glimpse of my son running next to me. With one gigantic leap, he and the survivor who carried me, dove behind a pile of debris. All three of us crashed on top of each other in one tangled-up heap.




 




"I'll shoot your damn asses!" the officer's voice rang out.




 




When hurricane Andrew slammed into South Dade, the State Attorney of Florida was none other than Janet Reno. Her office was located at the Dade County Court House in the City of Miami. The President of the United States was President George H.W. Bush, and the Vice-President was Dan Quayle. Bill Clinton was running for President, and Al Gore for Vice-President. Senator Bob Graham held office, and the late Lawton Chiles was Governor of Florida. His successor turned out to be Jeb Bush, still the Governor of Florida and, ironically enough, the son of former President Bush whose other son, George W. Bush, the then Governor of Texas, has since become the "self-selected" President of the United States...




 




Curious how the United States Government evacuated Homestead Air Force Base just before hurricane Andrew struck, yet never released the information to the civilians of South Dade.




"This is worse than anything we saw in Saudi," said Master Sgt Lester Richardson (who had spent six months in the Middle East during Operation Desert Storm) one week into the aftermath. "These people need a miracle" The survivors did need "a miracle", but what we got instead didn't resemble anything near it.




 




MEDIA UNDERSTATEMENT




 




While we remained roped off from the outside world by Metro Dade Police and the military, the news media reported grossly understated information from the first day onward.




 




On August 24, 1992, the morning hurricane Andrew ended, the Miami Herald broke with:




 




Andrew Hits Hardest in South Dade. Five thousand people were left homeless by the storm, Metro Dade Police Director announced. They'll be moved into shelters in North Dade.




Over subsequent days, the Miami Herald read as follows:




 




August 25, 1992:




 




Destruction at Dawn. Among worst hit in the Country Walk area of South Dade, few homes escaped at least minor damage and many were utterly destroyed. 10 killed in Dade.




 




August 27, 1992:




 




The Toll Rises. 22 dead as the search continues. 63,000 homes destroyed. 175,000 homeless. 1 million without power.




 




August 28, 1992:




 




WE NEED HELP. Relief effort collapsing due to United States inaction, Metro charges. Aid us now or more will die, Feds told. As Dade County's hurricane relief effort neared collapse Thursday, more than 1,500 airborne US soldiers were ordered into the county to cope with what is now being called the worst natural disaster in United States history. The move came after a day of bitter sniping among agencies that share responsibility for the relief effort.




 




 




United States aid official Wallace Stickler stated:




 




 




"Andrew has caused more destruction and affected more people than any disaster America has ever had."




Dade County's Emergency Director pleaded for federal help, one angry voice among many that spoke in dire terms of needs unmet. Frustrated to the point of tears, Kate Hale said that the relief project was on the brink of collapse, a victim of incompetence and political games:




 




 




"Where the hell is the cavalry on this one? We need food! We need water! We need people! If we do not get more food into the south end [South Dade] in a very short period of time, we are going to have more casualties!




 




"We have a catastrophic disaster. We are hours away from more casualties. We are essentially the walking wounded. We have appealed through the State to the Federal Government. We've had a lot of people down here for press conferences. But Dade County is on its own. Dade County is being caught in the middle of something and we are being victimized.




 




"Quit playing like a bunch of kids and get us aid! Sort out your political games afterward!"




On the same day Hale made the desperate plea, Miami Herald staff writers Martin Merzer and Tom Fiedler wrote:




The question echoed through the debris Thursday: If we can do it for Bangladesh, for the Philippines, for the Kurds of northern Iraq, why in God's name can't we deliver basic necessities of life to the ravaged population of our own Gold Coast?"




 




The short answer: because no single person or agency is in charge.




The result: a planeload of food and equipment is still a rarity. Instead of delivering goods, helicopter pilots shuttle government officials who just sit idle. Metro police turn away individuals trying to bring in food or water to a barren South Dade.




 




On August 29, 1992, six days into the aftermath, the Miami Herald reported:




Problems Plague Red Cross.




The man on the phone wanted to donate 100 electric generators, extension cords and enough tools to build a small subdivision. But the operator who took his call at the Red Cross Command Center in Miami had no idea what to do with the offer.




 




"We get a call, we take a message, we give it to somebody who signs it to somebody else," said the operator, Melitta de Liefd.




 




"We have no idea what happens to it. The whole place is being run by senior citizens and college kids."




 




Welcome to Red Cross headquarters--where the brains of Dade County rescue effort have been knocked almost unconscious most of the week.




 




Callers offering services and supplies are put on hold. Others can't get through at all. The hurt and suffering plead for help over ham radio.




On August 29, 1992, one week after hurricane Andrew struck, the Fort Lauderdale Sun Sentinel reported 250,000 people homeless in South Dade.




 




 




A NUCLEAR INCIDENT




 




Of course, the rather "insignificant" incident resulting from Andrew's winds bombarding the Turkey Point Nuclear Power Plant was not aired by the news media either nationally or abroad.




 




Tom Dubocq reported in the Miami Herald of September 5, 1992:




Demolition crews toppled a 400-foot smokestack at Turkey Point [Nuclear] Power Plant [owned by Florida Power and Light Company], Friday [September 4]. The stack, which had a gaping 200-foot crack, was dropped without a hitch, a Florida Power and Light [FPL] spokesman said. The other smokestack at the plant will be salvaged. Turkey Point will be shut down for several months while repairs are made. The cost will exceed $90 million, according to an initial damage report




When Turkey Point was built in the 1960s, its main structures were designed to withstand 235 mph winds. Hurricane Andrew was clocked at 164 mph at the plant. FPL officials don't know why the smokestack didn't hold up...




 




One hundred million dollars worth of damage resulted from the nuclear power plant's smokestack having been cracked wide open. The plant is situated approximately 15 miles northeast of where I lived. How well I recall the leaflets circulated several months before Andrew struck, advising all residents within a "thirty-five mile radius" of Turkey Point nuclear plant to be aware of the potential hazards involved if an event such as a natural disaster or unexpected catastrophe happened. Such a grim reminder of the Chernobyl tragedy.




 




Could it be more than coincidence that within 24 hours of hurricane Andrew ending, all 12 survivors in my little group, including our animals, broke out in big, raw, oozing sores which itched and burned at the same time? We suffered horrible headaches which made us so nauseous we had the dry heaves, and our stomachs cramped badly from sudden onsets of diarrhea. These symptoms lasted well over three months. Within a relatively short period of time, each one of our surviving animals died from cancer.




 




 




HURRICANE BUREAU'S FAILURE TO WARN




 




Speaking of coincidence, I often wonder what kind of a coincidence it is that the National Hurricane Bureau is responsible for reporting to the US Department of Commerce--especially considering that during 1992 South Florida did $31 billion worth of trade in tourism.




 




Hurricane Andrew had barely left Florida, heading for Louisiana, when the Division of Tourism placed a $47,000 advertisement in USA Today, reading "Florida, we're still open".




"Most people have very short memories. We're all sort of banking on that," said Donal Dermody, Director of the Nova University Center for Hospitality Management.




Kind of puts a big damper on belief in the human race: hide the truth, ignore the suffering, do it for a dollar!




 




What upsets me most is the incident that happened during the late afternoon hours just prior to Andrew striking. I had just walked out to the garbage dumpsters, located by the parking lot, to throw away some garbage. I turned to head back to the apartment when the horn of an oncoming car began blasting away. I looked up to see a familiar resident, whom I had spoken to on many different occasions, heading directly towards me. This particular individual worked at Metrozoo. Being affiliated with wild animals, he frequently stopped by to ask me questions about the behavior of certain species. He sped right up to me and then slammed on the brakes.




"Come here!" he whispered excitedly.




 




I leaned down close to him. "What's the matter?"




 




"Listen!" he paused to look around nervously. "You've got to get the hell outta here now!"




 




"Why?" I asked, puzzled by his behaviour.




 




"I haven't got time to explain," he whispered. "But I just came from the National Hurricane Bureau in the Gables. Gotta friend of mine who works over there; bigwig--know what I mean?"




 




"Yeah..." I nodded.




 




"Well, this isn't for public information, if you get my drift," he went on rapidly. "But the National Hurricane Bureau has known all along that hurricane Andrew is going to slam into South Dade! They're telling the public it's going to come in at Palm Beach because they want Miami Beach evacuated, and there aren't enough shelters for South Dade residents to evacuate to. They don't wanna cause panic. So they're keeping quiet. We're all a bunch of god-damn sitting ducks! You got to get the hell outta here! This is a killer hurricane! Nobody's ever seen anything like this before!"




 




"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, shocked out of my mind. "You mean Andrew's coming over South Dade?"




 




"Damn straight! That's exactly what I mean! They figure the eye of the storm is coming right in over us! Those fellas at the National Hurricane Bureau have known it all along! I'm gettin' the hell outta here now! Shit, man, this thing is a killer hurricane! Listen, I gotta run! Get your son and get the hell out now! You ain't gonna have a shot in hell once it hits!"




I ran into the apartment and called my son at work, begging him to come home so we could get out. I had no reason to disbelieve anything I had just heard. I knew my neighbour well enough to know he wouldn't fabricate anything like this. So I related the entire conversation to my son, Eric. He was stunned! Eric said he would leave work within a few minutes, but as the minutes ticked on they dragged into hours.




 




Another immediate course of action I took after hearing the terrifying warning from my neighbour was to phone the local CBS television station located in Miami. I called three separate times. Each time, my call went directly into the local news broadcast room of meteorologist Bryan Norcross. Although I never spoke to Norcross directly, I did manage to speak to three separate individuals working in the broadcast room.




 




I specifically stated:




"I live in South Dade, adjacent to Metrozoo and within walking distance of Country Walk, in a pre-fab apartment that is constructed to withstand up to 90 mph winds. Should I evacuate?"




All three individuals advised and reassured me that I was situated in a safe area. There definitely wasn't need for me to take any evacuation measures.




 




Meanwhile, one work catastrophe after another seemed to crash down on my son, until finally it was just too late for us to evacuate. By the time he got home it was almost midnight. Within minutes of his arrival, Andrew slammed into us with full force.




 




 




ONGOING TRAGEDIES FROM THE COVER-UPS




 




It's not easy dealing with the anguish I feel because of all the perpetrated lies. So much suffering resulted. It took three-and-a-half weeks before my son and I managed to escape the devastation on our own. Homeless and penniless, with no insurance to cover our losses, we slowly made our way north towards Broward County, our only possessions being the clothes on our backs and a demolished van. The long, agonizing journey turned out to be another nightmare from hell.




 




Over 4,000 people were officially listed as "Missing" in Andrew when we parted South Dade. I had lost 23 pounds during those wretched weeks of being trapped in the devastation and still had not received any medical attention. Little did I realize it would take another three weeks before a doctor would even agree to see me without any money or identification. By then, six weeks had passed since I had been injured. Most of my teeth had turned a putrid grey colour because the nerves had died as a result of fierce blows to my head, complicated by my broken jaw. The final heartbreak came when doctors discovered the optic nerve in both my eyes had begun to die off--which meant, because of the head injuries, I was going blind.




 




This may sound strange but, regardless, it is the truth. Today, in the year 2001, there still remain three ongoing tragedies created by hurricane Andrew cover-ups--tragedies which remain unbearable for the survivors to live with.




The first tragedy is the horrifying fact that the bodies of our loved ones were intentionally confiscated from us by our own government and then so inhumanely disposed of. Without graves, or some kind of memorial erected in their memory, we have no hope of reaching closure.




 




The second tragedy is the impact the cover-ups had in downplaying, dismissing and ignoring our horrendous suffering.




 




And the third tragedy is the great number of Andrew survivors who were inevitably forced to join the ranks of approximately 10 million other homeless Americans struggling to stay alive on the streets. With 10 million Americans homeless, and another 32 million Americans going to sleep hungry each night, the United States Government can't truthfully claim to be a government for all the people.




 




Maybe it's just me, but I honestly thought the world learned a lesson from the Nuremberg trials in Germany: "Evil can only be defined as absence of empathy..."