Celebrate! 9-11

 It's been 20 years.

20 sad years.

We lost around 3,000 people.

The event was used as a pretext for invasion.

The event gave us the Homeland Security industry for spending money and violating rights.

We got an investigation almost as laughable as the Warren Commission.

To this day, most believe the conspiracy theory that two planes brought down the towers.

Big Tech Has Made Billions Off the 20-Year War on Terror

FAA tapes destroyed

Hijack 'suspects' alive and well

Alleged Hijackers May Have Trained At U.S. Bases

A New Look at the 9/11 Commission

9/11 Commission Heads: We Still Don't Know the Whole Truth of 9/11
2006-08-09, CNN News

Book: Sept. 11 panel considered Pentagon probe

World Trade Center Collapse Investigation

A NATION CHALLENGED: THE SITE; Engineers Have a Culprit in the Strange Collapse of 7 World Trade Center: Diesel Fuel

Architects and Engineers for 9-11 Truth

• Dick Cheney knew the plane was coming for the Pentagon and had standing orders - Scty Maneta
• Bush/Cheney stalled the investigation and would not appear in court
• The explosive thermite was found in the wreckage, which burned for days
• The Dancing Israelis were discovered to be Mossad and had a video camera to document the event
• The buildings were designed to take an airplane hit
• Explosions were heard by a maintenance man, underneath one of the towers - heard on Howard Stern
• BBC announced the fall of Building 7 almost 30 minutes before it happened
• The evil villain was known and circulated immediately
• A major newscaster said it looked like a demolition. Once. Then never again.
• No planes flew. Except one Saudi plane containing friends of Bush
• there are several good documentaries on YouTube - there was a lot of science done
• There was no plane crash in Pennsylvania - it was pure theater
• the airport screenings are security theater
• the day before, Donald Rumsfeld announced they couldn't account for trillions of dollars
• Environment Protection Agency head Christie Whitman assured everyone the buildings' asbestos was safe to breathe

Who benefitted?

The Military Industrial Complex, as usual

The Homeland Security Complex founding and buildup, which continues its expansion today

Man, that's a lot of reference material.

Don't believe me - follow the links and research for yourself.

20 years later. We've done nothing. We bend to all invasions of freedoms - it's for the children.

It's never too late....

Yet Another 9-11

Here we are, at another anniversary of one of the nation's greatest disasters.

Where is the anger? Where is the protest? Where is the disgust?
All we have is precisely what was planned: sadness and belief in the official story.

Don't get me wrong... 3,000 people murdered is a very sad event. And when I say murdered, I mean it. They died as a direct action. It was set up this way by people to whom 3,000 lives is acceptable damage.


Let's review, shall we?

• One of the more egregious lies of the day: Christie Whitman, head of the Environmental Protection Agency, visited the site with President Bush. She told first responders that the air was perfectly safe to breathe. As a result, first responders are dying of lung cancer.
• Washington, DC, is one of the most heavily surveilled areas in the country. How is it that we only have four frames of video of something hitting the Pentagon? Because all video from surrounding areas was confiscated by the FBI and only four frames were released. Because a fifth frame would show us what hit the Pentagon. I can't tell you what it was, but it wasn't a plane. My guess is a drone.
• The hole in the Pentagon couldn't have been made by a plane. A plane would've been much larger and wider.
• Right after something hit the Pentagon, a bunch of workers carried a very large covered container away from the site.
• In Shanksville, Pennsylvania, Flight 93 allegedly crashed. Ask anybody in the airline industry: when a plane crashes, you can tell how it came in by the debris field. This debris field contained little bits of possible airplane, in a field that wasn't normal, plus there were no large bits, which always exist in a crash, like engines.
• Dick Cheney, in a fortified room under the White House, was repeatedly kept up to date on a plane that was incoming. When the serviceman told him it was just miles away and asked if anything should be done, Cheney barked at him, something to the effect of "Have I changed my orders?" This was heard directly by Transportation Secretary Maneta.
• It took forever to get Air Force planes to the scene, due to an exercise. Convenient exercises have occurred during many disasters. There was also a question of the closest base from which to deploy planes.
• A plane was approaching the airspace of the White House. No plane is permitted to fly over the White House, period. It would be warned and shot down if there was no response.
• The hijackers were flying school dropouts who couldn't fly a single engine plane, no less a huge passenger plane. Transponders were switched off.
• The hijackers took control of the plane with box cutters. No one was able to regain control. 
• Jumbo passenger jets are incredibly difficult, if not impossible, to fly close to the ground, as was necessary to hit the Pentagon.
• The airplanes were in pieces, yet the identification card of a hijacker was conveniently found.
• Almost immediately, the name  started circulating as the perpetrator. This is exactly what happened after JFK was assassinated: Lee Harvey Oswald was immediately named as the shooter. Because it was planted and fed to the press. Colonel Fletcher Prouty, as played by Donald Sutherland in JFK, said information is ready before the incident and conveniently distributed to the willing press, which didn't question a thing.
• The BBC announced Building Seven fell over thirty minutes before it fell.
• Building Seven was not hit, yet collapsed in its own footprint
• The buildings were built to withstand airplane hits.
• The metal beams were liquefied and continued to be red hot for days. This was shown by views and comments from the International Space Station.
• There were boxes and boxes of explosives stacked up in one area.
• The buildings were closed for an entire week right before the 11th, during which contractors were in and out of the building.
• There was thermate, a very powerful explosive/cutter in the molten beams.
• The debris was sent offshore almost immediately.
• The insurance coverage on the buildings was just raised. Subsequently there was a suit to get paid for both buildings, which was ruled to be valid.
• Some officials in government had dual citizenship (US-Israel).
• The 'Dancing Isrealis' were caught celebrating. Tracing them to Israel, they were discovered to be working for one of their governmental agencies.
• One of the major newscasters said it looked like controlled demolition. He never said that again in subsequent reports.
• Entire companies were told not to go into work that day.
• The 'investigation' was a farce, again like after JFK. Important information was ignored. Members admitted it should be done again.

Who Benefits/Follow the Money.

These are the important questions to ask if you want to get to the truth.

• We went to war almost immediately. The Military Industrial Complex benefited greatly. New manufacturing, new profits, new contracts.
• Who got contracts? Firms like Halliburton, which had Dick Cheney on the board. Other firms that charged ridiculous amounts of money for fuel and supplies, some which never arrived.
• Relatives of politicians had large companies that got large contracts.
• Government expanded wildly, with the Department of Homeland Security.
• Contracts for metal and chemical detectors were drafted. The first round were useless, setting up a second contract to replace them.
• There were many mysterious stock 'bets' that something would happen. Someone made a lot of money.
• Some company had to rebuild the towers.

And Now, the Detritus/Fallout/Ridiculousness/Good Citizens

• With the new agencies and equipment came rights restrictions and ridiculous regulations.
• The newer machines were able to see genitalia, but they promised they'd not look at it outside the viewing stations. Yet the pictures leaked and the viewers had many laughs at our expense.
• The TSA employees at the stations were largely recruited from previous employees at the airlines, which couldn't tell explosives from elephants.
• You can't take more than three ounces of liquid on a plane.
• People didn't even mind standing in ridiculous lines and removing their shoes.
• Everything got x-rayed
• You are no longer allowed to lock your luggage: the lock must be TSA-approved, meaning employees can open it with their master key.

None of this information is hidden; it's all in the public domain. Yet we swallowed it whole, believing everything we were told. President Bush said not to believe 'conspiracy theories' and once again mocked honest research. Conspiracy Theory is a term invented by the CIA, specifically to discredit people and groups. You might be amazed at how many conspiracy theories turn out to be true. Shall we talk about the NSA eavesdropping on phone conversations and emails?

Go ahead, call me a fringe conspiracy nut. I've been called much worse.
But don't call me anything until you have researched the above for yourself. There are a lot of questions that need answers. Why are there so many, if the official story has no holes in it? These are just the ones off the top of my head. Look at it dispassionately and do the research.



Our hearts are with the 3,000 who lost their lives, as well as their families and friends. The countless lives lost in the war, American and foreign. Help this stupid country come to its senses and think critically, including the press (a lost cause).

Grub? No Thanks

It's great having a job.  No, really. We get to do stuff that we didn't get to do when I was gainfully unemployed. You know.... stuff like eating at restaurants.  Not that we do it a lot - we like about four restaurants and stay home otherwise because we like our own cooking way more than most restaurants.

So out we went on Friday night, as a treat.  The wife wanted a burger and I wanted barbecue, so we went for burgers.  There is a new Wawa (convenience store, for those of you west of Pennsylvania) in town (no, we didn't eat there) but they're adding restaurants to the Super Wawas. Super Wawa is differentiated from regular Wawa by some feature or other; probably the amount of traffic multiplied by the difficulty of accessing the store, divided by locating parking. And gas (hopefully not the kind you get from food).

But wait!!!! The stupid tire indicator in the car was lit. Until I looked in the manual, I didn't know we had a stupid tire indicator. It was right there, under Stupid Tire Indicator. It turned out to indicate that the stupid tire needed air.  Oops, it actually indicated that A stupid tire needed air (but not which stupid tire needed air). Off to the dollar air machine, after which I could not locate my cell phone holster. I just gave up at that point, as that was the kind of day I was having. Normally the holster is secured securely on my pocket... not today. [UPDATE: it was not the stupid tires.. it was the rims - bent by the hellhole that is Philly]

We kept hearing about this place called Grub, which our family and friends really liked, so off we went. The moment we pulled up, I said to my wife, "I do not like this place."  I wasn't entirely sure why I did not like the place... perhaps it was the clientele, perhaps it was the uncomfortable-looking stools (instead of chairs), perhaps it was the proximity to the gas tanks, I dunno. But I was willing to give it a chance, which they tell me is the important thing. They are frequently wrong.

We went to the entrance, which bore a sign telling us to go round to the other entrance. Always obedient, my wife immediately opened the door and we went in.  BOOM - there was a bar in the middle of the place. Small wonder the nieces and nephews like it there; they can get bombed while burgering.

Before you accuse me of telling those kids to get off my lawn, I have to note that I have never enjoyed dining with LOTS OF NOISE around me.  And, strangely enough, there was LOTS OF NOISE around me. The wife noticed this also. Since she has her own internal din, she was not impressed either.

One of the pleasures of dining out is having someone wait on you.  Nope.  We had to stand in line, order and pay, after which we got this RFID tracking beacon, which meant the NSA already knew what we ordered. Over to a booth, where someone shooed us away, stating that the table was reserved. Oddly enough, there was no sign indicating it was reserved, so we located the single remaining table for two, which had approximately enough room for one.

At this point, a female came over and identified herself as a waitress and informed us there were two - no three people walking around if we needed anything.  This was an interesting new model of restauranting and waitressing, we thought.  After we had ordered and paid, there didn't seem to be any need for a waitress, but since we didn't own the restaurant, it didn't seem worth discussing further.

I have to say that the staff was unfailingly pleasant and didn't not have a single issue with custom orders. They had sweet potato french fries, which I really like. The second line, after fries, on the menu stated they had rosemary on them.  I hate rosemary, with a passion normally reserved for politicans. They were kind enough to kill the rosemary for me, which is good, as I'm not the kind of guy who goes around killing rosemary.

This was the kind of restaurant that gave you cups and you filled them with the soda or drink you wanted. I like this as it (theoretically) removes the chance of getting the wrong drink. And if you DO get the wrong drink, you have bigger problems. And it turned out I did, but not for the reason you think: the Coke was remarkably free of flavor. It was similar to carbonated water with brown coloring. Did I mention it was LOUD in there? LOUD like we had trouble talking to each other? This apparently bothered no one else, as their solution was to simply YELL LOUDER than the competition.

Eventually someone showed up with the burgers and we dug in. It's difficult to spell this but I'll try: pbthlllllt uh. It was the sound of me tasting a burger that had barely been cooked. In fact, it was so undercooked that the meat could not hold itself together as a recognizeable burger (or much of anything else of a meatlike-substance).  The wife took a look and confirmed it as medium-rare. I tend to go for something closer to medium-well but no one asked me. I mean that no one, from the register person to the alleged waitress, asked how I wanted my burger. Since my wife likes hers that way, it was not an issue for her.

Since the day was not going well at all, I started competing with my fellow noisemakers, in a less than pleasant tone, about my feelings on the burger. I threw it in its regulation red basket, red Special Sauce leaking all over the place. THIS is why we don't go out to eat much. Visions of barbecue danced in my head, right next to visions of Arnold Schwrzenneger as Terminator, with a double-barreled shotgun, after he had a particularly bad day.

Noting my disgust, the wife suggested she take her burger home and I could microwave it later.  I somehow managed to convey that this was not a helpful suggestion.

Seriously - this was supposed to be a treat for us. The thought of having to get up and launch the burger back from whence it came was just too much for me at the moment.  Have I mentioned that the sweet potato fries (without rosemary) were pretty good?  They were.

At this point, the alleged waitress reappeared, asking how everything was. I looked her straight in the eye and told her 'Horrible'. She smiled, said Great, and walked away, happy as ever. I looked at my wife, dumbfounded, and inquired if we had somehow transported to an alternate dimension. I haven't been in the Twilight Zone<tm> in quite a while and did not wish to return.

It became apparent that immediate action needed to be taken. Although immediate action to me involved making the alleged burger airborn, my wife, who has over twenty years of trying to moderate my behavior, suggested the better option would be to simply have them cook me something edible. We settled on me getting money back and suggesting they keep the burger and do whatever they wanted with it (suggestions joyously provided for the asking).

This, of course was not simple. The transaction required a manager. Cheerful as ever, the manager arrived, having heard there was a small issue. If you call one hundred percent of my meal, drink included, a small issue, then yes, I had a small issue. She cheerfully refunded my money, graciously offering a card entitling me to a free meal upon my next visit. Rather than telling her that my next visit would occur right after all taxes are repealed, I politely refused. She somehow sensed that I would not be returning and re-offered me the card. Rather than telling her that my return would coincide with Bush and Obama dancing cheek-to-cheek, announcing that they both lied for their entire terms in office, I again politely declined.  She told me to ask for her personally next time and she'd take care of me. Rather than telling her the next time would be just after this blog gets over ten thousand hits per day (or even a hundred), I thanked her and told her I liked the fries a lot.

As we got in the car, agreeing that this was a bit of a waste of time, I told my wife that I was hungry and coudln't we go somewhere for dinner. Somewhere among the four restaurants we liked. She smiled and proceeded to take us shopping. Right next to the store was a barbecue place, appearing as a bright light piercing the darkness. I went to it, like a starving nerd to a Playboy bunny, just in time to watch the owner locking the front door.

On the way home, I mentioned again that I was hungry and would like some dinner. The wife said she thought I was kidding.  I looked at my wife, dumbfounded, and inquired if we had somehow transported to an alternate dimension. Or perhaps there was some Waitress in her heritage.


MUSIC

Today it's my favorite guitarist ever: Jeff Beck.
One of his best tunes is Cause We've Ended As Lovers. To get the real flavor you need to listen to the album version (Blow by Blow) but this is a pretty good representation. The band features the incredible Vinnie Coliauta on drums (Zappa, everyone) and the really surprising Tal Wilkenfeld, the twenty-something, grinning bassist from Down Under.  Watch this and be blown away.

Since this will undoubtedly lead to the desire to hear more, watch the complete concert, Live at Ronnie Scott's. This is a very good quality show, released on DVD. One of the greatest moments of the show is looking out in the audience and seeing Robert Plant, looking on, amazed. Another is special guest Jimmy Page but I'm not gonna tell you why or when.  Opening the show is Beck's Bolero. Watch and learn.

Jeff Beck is my favorite due to the emotion and the physical way he plays. He only gets better and he's frightening in his seventies. Watch how he plays with the whammy bar, the volume control and the tone control, sometimes together. It's a master class in guitar.

Just Wondering....

I see the ceremony for the Bush library is starting on CNN.  Today's question:

Is giving Bush a library like giving Hitler a synagogue?

The Wisdom of the Original Americans

Today, ThermionicEmissions is proud to bring you a special guest, Chief Running Water, of the Whaddadafuk tribe.

Good morning, Chief.

Good morning and may the Great White Spirit not do anything on your parade.  We hear you've been really busy lately.

Blessings upon your teepee, Chief.  These are indeed trying times.  I was wondering if you'd grace my readers with a bit of that old fashioned wisdom which you seem to possess in droves.

Fire your arrows when ready.

First of all, why do they call you Chief Running Water?

Damned if I know.  People are always going to the bathroom after I arrive.  It's a mystery to me.

I understand that there are many omens showing up that concern the Indians.

Absolutely.  Lady Gaga, reality tv, five-legged buffalo, porn stars voting republican and Dancin' with the Stars have all been foretold by the Great Spirit.  Interesting times lay ahead.  And you know the ancient Chinese curse, right?  "May you live in interesting times."

I think I may have it tattooed on my body here somewhere....  
What many people don't know is that you were kind enough to give my pets genuine Indian names.  Marshall the Cocker is "Smells Like Cat Food" and Ren the Cat is "Hair on Pants".  Could you favor us with a few more?

Yes.

Barack Obama?

Smells Like Bush.

Mitt Romney?

Chief with Many Squaw.

Mrs. leftystrat?

Large Internal Tribe.

Dick Cheney?

Flys into Buildings.

Roseanne Barr?

No.

Penn State University?

Hooked on Preschool.

Joe Paterno?

Pedobear.  (Yes, that's originally Indian)

Joan Rivers?

Melts Near Fire.

Kanye West?

Why?

Indeed.
Steve Jobs?

Rotten Apple.

Bill Gates?

Do No Right.

George Bush?

Hunts with Dull Spear.

Nancy Pelosi?

Frightens Small Animals.

Fred Willard?

Right Paw Sore.

Congress?

Candles Lit but No Bears in Cave.



I would like to thank Chief Running Water for spending a little time with us.   Until next, time, I am Writes with Wrong Hand.

President Giveaway Strikes Again

He gave away billions to the auto manufacturers.

He gave away billions to the bankers.

And now he's giving a huge gift to the insurance companies: mandatory health insurance.

He sure is generous with our money.

I am having great difficulty understanding the Supreme Court upholding a mandate that we purchase health insurance.

Take into account this is the same group that did such a wonderful job with Medicare, Medicaid, and Social Security.


Make no mistake: this will cost us.  Obama lies like no president before him, even his spiritual father, Bush (President Stupid).  He has grown the government like no president before him.   Everyone who voted for him should hold him to his promises.

Make no mistake: healthcare is broken.
But government is the problem, not the solution.