Friday, December 31, 2010

Big Dan's Big News Dec 31, 2010



"MUSLIMS DID 9/11"!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been writing here for years that I believe most of the Muslim "suicide bomber" stories are actually the U.S./Israeli/British governments doing it and putting FAKE stories in the "news". In 2007, I saw a story "Iraqi Women With Downs Syndrome Are Now Suicide Bombers". So I wrote "Does Anyone Believe This Bullshit Anymore?". After I wrote that, the U.S. military themselves said the story was FAKE. Since then, I've found it easy to notice these FAKE stories. They involve these themes which the U.S./Israel/Britain want to keep in the headlines: "Muslim Suicide Bombers", "Muslims did 9/11", and "Muslims Attack Christians". The goal is to keep in our minds that Muslim terrorists are everywhere. You will see this daily in your papers and on the "news". Another tip off to a FAKE story is if the word "Al Qaeda" is in the story. There's no such thing as a group of Muslim terrorists named "Al Qaeda". We made it up. And how about the offshoots like "Al Qaeda in Iraq"? Who would name themselves "Al Qaeda in Iraq"? Might they forget which country they're in? So they put " Iraq" in it? Obviously, we made up this name, too.

Let's look at this story in the news (the story changed, but I'll get into that later):

3 suicide bombers used to kill tenacious Iraqi cop

First of all, it says "Al Qaeda" in the story. Secondly, do you believe THREE suicide bombers from "Al Qaeda" were sent laden with a million dollars worth of bombs, who probably looked like padded football players with all the bombs on themselves, to kill ONE guy? How about sending ONE guy with a pistol, if that? It's less conspicuous. Like I said in 2007, does ANYONE believe this BULLSHIT anymore?

Now let me point out something HUGE I just noticed as I'm writing this. In my comments the other day, the "3 SUICIDE BOMBERS" story pointed to the story linked above. I happened to go back in my comments and click on that link, but it now links to THIS story, which ironically changed from a "MUSLIM SUICIDE BOMBERS" story to a "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS" story, and who knows, it might change again:

3 suicide bombers used to kill tenacious Iraqi cop

Don't you think that's ODD??? How many people noticed this? I noticed it by dumb luck! But I have witnesses on this blog as well as myself, that the SAME link changed from a "MUSLIM SUICIDE BOMBERS" story to a "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS" story. Notice the "new" story is dated Dec. 31, it's the new manufactured story to replace the older one it used to link to. Ironically, the new "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS" story was in my paper today, the daily FAKE "MUSLIM SUICIDE BOMBERS" and/or "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS" and/or "MUSLIMS DID 9/11" FAKE story. So the propagandists are now getting very sloppy. Most people would not notice something like this. That's why I have a blog.

The proof that the link to this story has changed, but keeps the same "MUSLIMS DID SOMETHING" theme, are the comments made after the link pertain to the OLD story about "MUSLIM SUICIDE BOMBERS", not "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS". Basically, they're getting sloppy with their FAKE stories and it's getting like an assembly line and they can't keep track of their own FAKE stories anymore. I can point out this BULLSHIT every single day if I want to, but I would like YOU to figure it out for yourself.

Let me point out the "Woman In A Burqa Suicide Bomber" story from the other day. btw...did you notice my point that these "Muslim Terrorist" stories are daily, like I said above? Read this post about the "Woman In A Burqa" story, and think: "WOMEN WITH DOWNS SYNDROME AL QAEDA SUICIDE BOMBERS":

"Woman In A Burqa"

And finally, look at this:

Can you begin to see that we are being propagandized by the mainstream media to keep "MUSLIM TERROR" on our minds? If only you really knew who was doing this to us, the same people who did 9/11...and it wasn't "THE MUSLIMS". They REAL culprits are keeping you DUMB & STUPID, while they redirect your ANGER & FEAR towards "THE MUSLIMS". The mainstream media and the government have you by the BALLS (or the ovaries) with 24x7 TERROR TERROR TERROR bullshit. What kind of a country is this?

The "INSTANT INVESTIGATION RESULTS" - ask yourself how they always immediately "solve" the crime in real time, the instant it happens they know "Al Qaeda" did it or "The Muslims" did it. You see things in your local news all the time, like a guy got shot. It takes days/weeks/months/ sometimes YEARS to solve it...yet they always have the INSTANT INVESTIGATION RESULTS that "Al Qaeda" or "The Muslims" did it. If there's a "SUICIDE BOMB" story, ask yourself how they INSTANTLY knew it was an "AL QAEDA WOMAN WITH DOWNS SYNDROME". That turned out to be FALSE, btw...and it wasn't me who said it, it was the military. That one was so far-fetched, they had to admit it was false.

Conclusion: the "news" is now a fictitious movie, just like the "official" 9/11 story, of 24x7 fake MUSLIM terror "news" and we're being propagandized by the real culprits who did 9/11 because they OWN the "news" and they want you to think there's Muslim terrorists everywhere and they want you to hear hourly on the "news" TERROR TERROR TERROR and never examine the FACTS of who the terrorists really are. And they are in fact not the Muslims, but the U.S./Israeli/British governments, not the elected governments, but the REAL unelected governments.

But they have one huge major flaw: they're going overboard and it's fact free and not believable anymore, and they're providing us daily proof of the real culprits of 9/11 and the "war on terror". They are now officially out of control with these ridiculous stories and have overestimated how stupid people are and how much BULLSHIT they will swallow. Think: "AL QAEDA WOMEN SUICIDE BOMBERS WITH DOWNS SYNDROME", think: "3 SUICIDE BOMBERS SENT TO KILL A GUY", think: "FBI PROVIDED EVERYTHING FOR MENTALLY CHALLENGED MUSLIM TERRORIST INCLUDING THE PLAN", think: "INSTANT REAL TIME KNOWLEDGE OF WHO DID IT"...which is impossible, especially all the time. Think: AL QAEDA = U.S./ISRAELI/BRITISH GOVERNMENTS.


They got everything I said yesterday in this NEW story today:

- "MUSLIMS ATTACK CHRISTIANS" (just by mentioning "AL QAEDA", the implication is there)
- "MUSLIMS DID 9/11"

Just like I said!!! Am I good, or what??? In this one, they pulled the "hat trick" and got all three!!! The TRI-FECTA!

ALEXANDRIA, Egypt – A powerful bomb, possibly from a suicide attacker, exploded in front of a Coptic Christian church as a crowd of worshippers emerged from a New Years Mass early Saturday, killing at least 21 people and wounding nearly 80 in an attack that raised suspicions of an al-Qaida role.

The attack came in the wake of threats by al-Qaida militants in Iraq to attack Egypt's Christians.

Report Them All Immediately ...

'FBI, Mossad turn US into police state'

Fake Al Qaeda

Why did a WHITE U.S. govt scientist write "DEATH TO ISRAEL" & "ALLAH IS GREAT" on the anthrax letters?

"THE MUSLIMS DID IT", trust me - Israeli terrorist and member of U.S. shadow government Michael Chertoff

Attention: we have dishonest people in control of what is called the U.S. government and U.S. mainstream media.


...true story (America Deceived II):

20 Years Earlier, September 11, 2001
corner of Vesey Street and Washington, New York City
Inside World Trade Center Building #7, 23rd Floor

The CIA agent hung up the phone.
General Barker noticed his sly smile and asked, “Who was that?”
“What did he want?”
“He asked if that cheating bitch boarded the plane.”
General Barker laughed, “Did you tell him we escorted Barbara to Flight 77, over an hour ago?”
“That’s exactly what I said.”
“Alright, time for serious business then.”
“One and Two are set, ready to go. This building is on standby. Planes go airborne in about an hour.”
“And the evidence?”
“Dropped shithead’s passport near the towers in a place where even the NYPD can find it. Our Mossad friends parked the car at Logan this morning with their luggage.”
“What did you put inside the bags?”
“Koran, videocassettes from a Boeing 767 Flight Simulator, training manuals and a couple martyr tapes. Mossad tossed in a suicide note naming each hijacker.”
“Everything’s in place then. Grab some popcorn and wait for the show to start.”
The CIA agent sat down checking his notes. General Barker hovered over the desk, reviewing various mock exercises planned for the day. The CIA agent’s cell phone rang.
A garbled, double-coded voice on the other end spoke, “Employees of Odigo just received e-mails warning people to stay away from the World Trade Center complex.”
He shook his head, “Yesterday, the stock trades and today this. We haven’t even lifted the curtain and we’re in trouble.”
The encrypted voice said, “Over-riding their computer notification system now. That’s the last message transmitted.”
The CIA agent hung up, “Not good, not good. Too many people involved. Too many competing interests. Too many variables.”
General Barker barely responded as he concentrated on numerous training missions developed by Pentagon Brass to insert phantom airliners, disable NORAD and confuse Air Traffic Controllers. He ordered fighter jets flown away from New York City and Washington D.C.
On a busy day at the Windows on the World restaurant, one-hundred-and-seven floors above ground in the North tower, the owner’s favorite waitress set the breakfast table for her daily patron.
The crimson-jacketed, stuffy concierge grabbed the server by her hand, “Stop setting this table, Larry’s not coming today.”
She jerked her arm away, “Are you sure? He hasn’t missed breakfast since he bought this place.”
“I know. To be honest I thought it was a prank. I nearly called his wife out on it.”
She started setting the place again, “He sits here every day.”
“Not today.”
“I don’t believe you. He’s coming and you’ll thank me for saving both our jobs.”
“I’m telling you, I just spoke to his wife.”
The dressed-up, white trash waitress swept beneath the table, dusted surfaces and wiped off each chair.
“I’m setting him a spot.”
“His wife called, he’s sick. He’s not coming.”
“I still do not believe you.”
The over-paid, over-tipped waitress snapped her gum and continued to neatly arrange place-mats, forks, spoons and knives. She set a pint of Orange Juice, which she freshly squeezed, on the centerpiece of the table and folded cloth napkins into swans. Larry always remarked that she reminded him of the beauty and grace of a swan. Sometimes, it was the lone thing that brightened her day. Larry went out-of-his-way to ask about her out-of-wedlock children. He even gave them gifts for their birthdays.
“Mr. Silverstein will be in, I know it.”
The uptight concierge shook his head, “You’re wasting your time.”
“Sorry, but I know him. Only the devil himself could keep him from being here.”
“Fine, but when you’re done wait on tables with actual customers.”
The snot-nosed concierge returned to his post, checked in diners and escorted guests to tables. An undocumented alien, filling chef jobs Americans do not want, snuck around from the rear kitchen, tapped the waitress on her shoulder and whispered, “I agree with you. Mister Silverstein will be here.”
“I know.”
The waitress winked and smiled as she finished preparing the table and readied for her favorite part of the day.
A live video feed from the nose camera of Flight #11 turned on, multiple High Definition television screens inside the President’s bulletproof limousine lit up with images of the American Airlines Boeing 767 whipping through noisy winds, drawing the box-like skyline of New York City, closer and closer.
The operation, known among bacchanalian circles as ‘The Big Wedding’, kicked off with a bang...
Employees of Urban Moving Systems parked the white van in Liberty park, New Jersey, a perfect back-drop of the World Trade Center. They removed their Saudi Arabian style robes and carefully unwound dark turbans into the passenger seat.
“Grab the Nikon.”
Jason Schwartz snagged his camera by the strap, looked through the viewfinder and framed an artful shot of the steel twins.
“Tower One is on the right, focus on it first.”
“We’re going in numerical order then?”
He laughed as he zoomed in to the colossal exoskeletal structures, glimmering brightly in a cloudless blue sky.
“My turn, start filming.”
One of the other employees jumped before the camera and danced like a cracker at a hip hop club. They all laughed.
“I’m next.”
Another UMS worker mocked his partner’s dance then flicked a Bic ® lighter several times close to the camera and in the foreground of the Twin Towers.
Jason waved them away from the viewfinder, “Enough fooling around, it’s just about time.”
He checked his gold Rolex wristwatch, a gift from his Mossad handlers, and synchronized the clock, 8:46:26 a.m...
American Airlines Flight #11 roared over an innocent city at breakneck speeds and sliced on an angle through the silver North Tower between the 94th and 98th floors. New York trembled as Tower One enveloped the plane like a pesky horsefly caught and cocooned in a spider’s glistening web.


“Hit the plunger.”
General Barker pressed the red button.
Freight elevators, stationed near underground support columns, exploded. Trapped energy tore up through the basement levels, demolishing chunks of the main lobby area as prominent, thick marble tiling dislodged from walls and crashed to the floor, shattering into jagged pieces.
The earpiece transponder commanded, “Hold steady, the next plane incoming, e.t.a. 15 minutes.”
Back in New Jersey...
“Holy shit. Did you get that on film?”
“I did. It was better than I thought.”
UMS employees broke into another dance. An elderly lady, who history soon remembered as single-handedly solving 9/11, watched from her bedroom window while dialing the police.
Inside the adjacent tower, cubical office workers, security personnel, cleaning ladies, secretaries, maintenance men, janitors, assistants, and bellhops pried their faces away from the windows, lined up and started marching orderly down stairs, assisting the handicapped and lifting the feeble as they evacuated the South Tower.
The South Tower Public Address system blared several times and announced, “Do not evacuate. Fires in the North Tower are under control. Remain in the South Tower as there may be falling debris outside. Please return to your offices.”
People looked up at the anonymous voice emanating from dimpled metal boxes and kept walking. The trusting ones turned around and returned to their high rise offices.
One of the trusting ones, while walking back upstairs, thought about the evacuees, ‘Fools, hope a steel beam drops on your heads.’
The South Tower PA system blared and announced again, “Do not evacuate, return to your offices at once. This is for your own safety. Fires in the North Tower are under control. The South Tower is not in danger. Return to your offices at once.”
Just as the trusting one sat at his desk on the 80th floor, he glanced at the walnut clock his daughter gave him, 9:02:54 a.m...
United Airlines Flight 175 disappeared like a cartoon-cutout, swallowed whole by the South Tower, between the 78th and 84th floors. Enormous titanium airplane engines tore from their wings, sailed through offices, bathrooms, gyms, doors, hallways, safes, beams, walls, kitchens and crashed to the street, blocks away. Office paper birds flew out of the gaping hole and gently floated to the ground carrying names of the dead.
On the clearest day of the year, New York City clouded up.
Nestled snugly inside the Emma E. Booker Elementary schoolhouse in Sarasota Florida, the President of the United States kept reading the mesmerizing, magical book to the second grade class, “... ‘Yes,’ her dad said. ‘That goat saved my car.’...”
As per the script, Andy Card entered the room from stage left and delivered his lines.
“We are under attack.”
The President raised his eyebrows, turned the page and continued, “... ‘The car robber said, ‘something hit me when I was trying to steal that car’. The girl said, ‘My goat hit you’...”
CNN interrupted the President’s Book Club and broadcasted footage of Palestinians celebrating Saddam Hussein’s 1991 invasion of Kuwait with the headline, ‘Palestinians celebrate 9/11.’ Reuters and AP picked up the news and plastered it across the World.
Behind the hardened area of the Pentagon, a board meeting took place...
“Does everyone have their laptops? Open up the section regarding the Pentagon’s Budget. Use your installed hardware, internet’s down again.”
A century-old civilian accountant raised his hand and interrupted, “I was just over in D.O.D. and the internet’s running fine over there. Perhaps you should check it again.”
The Pentagon’s Budget Analyst tried to connect his computer.
“No dice, no signal. Without further interruptions, scroll down the page to a folder labeled Department of Defense spending, fiscal years 1999-2001. That is where we were told to search.”
“Search for what,” asked a lifelong bookkeeper who sat on a folding chair in the corner of the room.
“Missing money, a whole shit load of it.”
The medal-less Pentagon employees laughed. They asked all at once, “How much is a shit load?”
“2.3 trillion. Obviously none of you watched C-Span yesterday as I instructed.”
Civilian workers of Resource Services Washington sheepishly looked to the ground, a few laughed.
“I’ll fill you in. Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld testified on Capital Hill yesterday and he talked about money missing from the Pentagon’s budget. Over two trillion dollars.”
“And he called me yesterday. First time in my career, he called personally. He instructed me to schedule this early meeting and said that it is the task of everyone in this room to find it. Find the trillions. His exact words.”
A quota-hired receptionist creaked open the door and slid into a seat in the back row. The Senior Budget Analyst snapped, “You’re late.”
“Sorry, it’s just that as I was arriving, I heard on the radio that a plane hit the World Trade Center. Possibly even two planes.”
He grabbed a remote and pressed the power button, the wall-mounted television flickered.
“Tv’s out too. No Internet, busy phones and no television. This is a real first rate outfit we’re running here.”
He clicked off the television and said, “Let’s get back to business, Secretary Rumsfeld told me these trillions of dollars missing from the Pentagon budget are our number one priority.”
Deep below multiple levels of heavy metal blast doors, bolted inside the cold, steel White House bunker, the Vice-President slithered into his tall black leather chair, gnawing on Beef Jerky. He sat hunched, more like coiled, in a corner. Saliva pooled in his mouth. Scotch was the order of the day. Nobody does this sober.

DISCLAIMER: IUniverse does not endorse, support, promote or condone any of the thoughts, ideas, or language presented in the novel “America Deceived II” by E.A. Blayre III. Read at your own risk.

About the Author

E.A. Blayre III, wrote his own death warrant on the eve of the Revolution.

America Deceived II - Homeland Security Warning: Possession of this novel may result in enhanced interrogation.

Bush fucks up and publicly admits he saw the FIRST plane hit the Twin Towers, which means he had a direct feed in his limosine:

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