It’s All Your Fault
by John Kaminski
You are the cause of the Iraq war, because you knew the newspapers were lying when they trumpeted that yellow cake uranium from the landlocked African nation of Niger was a reason to go to war, that Iraqi drones could bomb Long Island on an hour’s notice, and that the dictator Saddam was hiding “weapons of mass destruction” all over his oil-rich country. You are the cause of that war and its three million dead because you didn’t call them on their lies, you just turned away and said something like “That’s just the way the government works . . .” or “That’s just the way it is.” When U.S. Secretary of State Colin Powell brought “intelligence” before the world — yes, this is the famous Downing Street memo that everyone ignored — intelligence that was later proved to be a plagiarized, ten-year-old anonymous graduate school student’s thesis, revealing the U.S. government once again to be exposed as a liar to the whole world, you just turned your head away and said, “I have to go to work now.”
So now you’re wondering why your reality is vaporizing faster than your bank account, and I’m here to tell you — Look no further! We have found the cause. And it’s definitely you. In the opinion of those who study what people know, chances are much better than average that you’re comatose intellectually and you don’t know it. When’s the last time you heard the words “honor” and “loyalty” on TV? The answer is never. When’s the last time you thought of this question? The answer is years ago.
All of this stuff going on in the world is your fault, because you haven’t said a word when you saw things that were wrong. You can make any defense you want, but the fact remains you didn’t do it. None of us did, until the proverbial obituary — it was too late to do anything about it. But even that excuse won’t wash.
And don’t say you weren’t in on it. Or go intellectual on us and say you protested this or that, and that was the best you could do. None of that stuff worked. It was a dog and pony show to vent the societal pressure so we could all go on ignoring the scam. Ignoring the mass murder for profit, which we, when we salute our flag, endorse . . . with tears in our eyes, even.
You are the cause of a young mother, Vicki Weaver, being shot in the head while holding her baby by FBI sniper Lon Horiuchi, who later received a commendation for his work. If you have never heard of Ruby Ridge, you simply are not fit to vote.
You are the cause of federal officials blowing up the Murrah building in Oklahoma City, an explosion supposedly happening OUTSIDE that blew the building OUTWARD, or toward the exact direction of the blast. But hey, physics never gets in the way of a good false flag op.
You are the cause of the barbecuing of women and children at Waco, when the government demonstrated that it could make up any story, avalanche it on the public, and get away with mass murder entirely on its own provocation.
You are the cause of the millions of American dead and billions of other categories of corpses because you supported a government without really knowing what it was doing — and you still do, in your own distinctive, seemingly critical and ultimately slavish way.
And all because, as you refused to turn away your gaze from the TV while you sipped on your beer, you refused to do the right thing, and instead chose to be the obnoxious animal, concerned with only your own titillation, that the forces of commerce and education had shaped you into being.
Hardly anybody ever noticed that that’s what happened to us, and they still don’t. They’re too busy absent-mindedly munching popcorn and wondering how they’re going to pay their dental bills.
But the beast goes on, as they say, and each day it creeps closer to your house, inch by inch, paragraph by paragraph, chemtrail by chemtrail, and pill by pill.
You have failed to tell the truth when it mattered most.
This is the correct answer that you have failed, in your cowardice, to vocalize anywhere except in that dark secret place of your own fear.
The government’s explanation of what happened on 9/11 would get a failing grade in a high school theater class, simply for all its clumsy non-answers. The question then poses itself: Who exactly are all those people who believed that story? What kind of people are they really? Do they believe what they say they believe, or are they just saying it? And more importantly, who were the people who didn’t believe that now-discredited official story, but kept their mouths shut, for one reason or another?
Answer? It was all of us. In those rocky days when Dubya in his bomber jacket stood in the rubble of the Twin Towers and said, “We gonna git them tirrirists,” the entire world stood in awe of Americans all lining up behind the flag like the melon people in Invasion of the Body Snatchers. But the entire world soon averted its eyes when the U.S., with absolutely no evidence at all except the lame documentation assembled by its spinmasters, started bombing everything in sight, or, at least the places that had something the U.S. wanted to steal.
Those other terrorist “incidents” — London, Bali, Madrid, Yemen etc. — we’re all engineered by the new worldwide vigilante network, which is
1. Jewish bankers;
2. Jewish mobsters.
3. Jewish politicians.
4. Jewish media icons.
5. Jewish movie stars.
6. Jewish appointees, such as judges.
7. Jewish musicians.
8. Jewish counterculture leaders (now on the Supreme Court).
9. Jewish “educators.” and
10. Jewish sayanim, who have infiltrated every group on the planet and are flawlessly connected to the satanic succubus known as the worldwide Jewish crime network, a.k.a. B’nai B’rith and all the other demonic acronyms.
Because you have not been a patriotic American and seen this creeping encroachment on the American reality throughout the 20th century, this inexorable slide into filth, disease and betrayal on the part of the people whom we ourselves have chosen to lead us reveals a deep flaw in the beliefs we hold.
This is all your fault for not standing up for what you knew was right, at all times.
In my book, you’re a punk, not to be relied upon by anyone who seeks the higher truths, and you richly deserve the fate of the cannon fodder they’re about to turn you into.
posted by The Old Man