Frankfort Terror Threat Shot in the Back

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An Very Recent (September 18, 2013) Example Of Obama Care In Action.

It seems funny that two days after attending a Tea Party meeting that blogger Grumpa Joe is shot in the back. The Department of Homeland Security branded veterans, and right-wing bloggers as home-grown terrorists, so it is not surprising to me that Grumpa Joe is a target.

This morning at 10:45 two escorts led me into the office of PCC (Pain Centers of Chicago) in Joliet. A Tea Party Patriot in pain is a terrorist, and all are warned to steer clear of a patriot in pain. Joe waited in solitary confinement for forty-five minutes before the door burst open by a tall slightly balding man of fifty-years dressed in a collarless green pull over shirt with green draw string pants to match. He relentlessly questioned Joe until he extracted a confession.  “I recommend you get shot,” he said, and left the room.

A dark-haired woman about five-foot-two entered and handed Joe a pen and a paper on a clip board. “Read this and sign.” Joe read the document and signed in his most readable penmanship. He did not want the PCC to misunderstand his dedication to this mission.

She left the room and left him in solitude once again. Five minutes later the door opened, and a faceless voice called out “Please follow me.” He jumped out of the chair and poked his head out the door, yes there was the dark-haired woman calling him to the next chamber. He followed her rather submissively into the chamber.

The chamber lights were bright and hurt his eyes, but he could make out a padded table with a ring like pillow at one end. A large machine displayed an x-ray like image of a spine from the neck to the tip of the coccyx. What kind of torture is this going to involve he wondered?

“Put your glasses and other pocket items on the table and unfasten your belt, then lay on the table face down.” “Yes ma’am,” and  Joe did as she commanded. He would have been the model Jew during the holocaust. He followed orders willingly thinking that the PCC had only his interest in mind, but what if they didn’t? What if they were an arm of the IRS out to kill Tea Party Patriots? Think positive he told himself.

The man wearing the green suit reappeared but Joe could only hear him. He yanked Joe’s trousers down to the middle of his buttocks and raised his shirt to the neck. “This will be fast and cold,” Joe flinched as the big guy smeared his back with alcohol. “Now you will feel three small pricks to numb the area.” Pow, pow, pow, Joe flinched three times as small-caliber shots pierced his back.  “Here comes the big one.” Joe wrapped his arms around the table and found a hose to hold on. He buried his face into the hole in the pillow and began taking deep breaths. Pow! He felt what seemed like at large AK caliber hit him in the back just under L3. He tightened his gluteus maximus and raised off the table as the missile burrowed its way toward the spine, then another POW! this time the missile directed to L4, a third Pow, the last slug of chemical directed at the center of the spinal cord. Each time his ass tightened and raised off the table as the sensation of the charge plowed through flesh, bone and cartilage to the target. True, he didn’t feel pain, but he felt the charges passing through him.

“It’s over Joe. If you feel this was too much, then next time, you may want to consider sedation, I’ll see you again in a month.” NEXT TIME, there isn’t going to be a NEXT TIME big guy, he thought to himself. Joe may just want to live a life of pain and not undergo the PCC treatment again. Only time will tell.

Joe put himself back together and looked at the computer screen. He asked the dark-haired woman, “Is this a picture of my back.” “Yes,” she replied sweetly. “What are these three dark lines here?” Those are images of the large-caliber missile-track the big guy poked into your back. “They are almost two inches long for Pete’s sake.” “But he had to get to the target,” she said.

“See these dark lines along the bottom of each disk,” she asked while pointing at a line? “That is arthritis.”

“Crap,” Joe replied. All of Joe’s vertebrae showed arthritis. “That means the next time I’ll be shot in seven cervical, twelve thoracic, and five lumbar vertebrae for a total of twenty-four times.”

“I highly doubt that,” she said.

“Are they working on spinal transplants yet?” he asked while walking out to set up his next visit to solitary.

“No, but Medtronic makes a pain killing drug pump that will take care of unbearable chronic pain.”

“I’m sure Obama, the PP-ACA death panel, and the IRS will see to it that a pain killing pump will be denied to a Tea Party Patriot.”

My Three Wishes

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English: Seal of the United States Department of Homeland Security. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Last night I tossed and turned trying to fall asleep. It was one of those nights when I was so tired I could not keep my eyes open watching TV and finally gave in to the lure of the bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was wide awake feeling aches and pains from every joint in my legs, back, and shoulders. When I finally did fall into a deep sleep, I dreamed. Usually, when a person is in REM sleep, he vividly remember dreams. I dreamt.

A special person visited me in this dream, a fairy God Mother. She looked just like a Disney fairy, all pinkish with a blond pony-tail and long eyelashes, her wings fluttering like a hummingbird’s. God Mother waved her magic wand over my head and sparkle stars twittered all about me. Then, in a sweet soft voice she whispered in my ear, “I’ll give you three wishes. When you wake up you will write them down for me and place the list under your pillow. There is only one condition, each wish must cut a Department of the Federal Bureaucracy.”

I awoke this morning with a king size head ache, and I only drank one glass of Jellybean Cabernet with dinner. I concluded the head ache resulted from trying to decide which three agencies I wanted to close.

At first, I thought this would be easy. There are so many departments to pick on. Which three would give us the biggest bang for the wish? Everyday, I hear about stupid stuff being done by the administration through the agencies. For instance, today there is an article about how a simple stupid program initiated by Bill Clinton to even the playing field for poor black farmers by giving them a subsidy of $50,000 dollars a year has exploded into a mega nightmare. There is fraud being perpetrated by farmers. Like kids who plant a package of seeds and then make a claim. There are many other scams as well. It really got wild when poor Hispanic farmers began crying foul and discrimination. They want a piece of the pie too. So the Department of Agriculture is high on my list this morning, but that does not trump my final selections.

Here are my wishes:

1. The number one department I wish to shut down is the Department of Homeland Security. This is the biggest mistake made by President George Bush after 9/11. I feel so much safer now, don’t you? Especially after we learned the Boston bombers were taking trips to Russia for training, the Russian government warned us, and we failed to act. Yes, I feel so much safer now knowing that DHS with its budget of forty-four billion dollars and  over two hundred thousand employees is vigilantly watching out for us.

Another reason to hack the DHS is their stock pile of bullets, guns, and light armored vehicles. Recently I began reading a book about Hitler’s Gestapo and I immediately thought of the DHS. Is the DHS to become Obama’s Gestapo?

Immigration and  Customs Enforcement (ICE) embedded within the DHS is the one that really scares me. Why? Because they ignore the immigration laws and turn their backs on illegals crossing the southern border by the thousands. The National Review and other sources reported that several thousand illegals have crossed into the US from countries classified as terrorist. How does DHS expect to protect us if it deliberately ignores immigration laws, and allows radicalized muslims to enter?

2. My number two wish is to shut down the Department of Education. The entire country jumped up and down to attack our Second Amendment rights. They are so upset about some wacko kid breaking into a school to shoot kids. Yes, he killed a bunch of first and second graders before killing himself, so our liberal population wants to declare the entire USA a no gun zone. At the same time, these same liberals bury their heads in their anal opening about the travesty being committed by teachers, unions, and school bureaucracies. Teachers fill the kids with ideas designed to promote socialism or other political agendas. Unions protect members and don’t care about teaching kids to read. The worst are the school districts with their massive overheads built only to keep their kingdom growing. To hell with failing kids we need more money to support our pensions and health care plans.

God forbid a school district acknowledge that a competitive charter school can do a better job. Those damned charter schools have proven over and over to work better than public schools, but it means a very large bureaucracy would swallow the Jim Jones Kool aid before they let that happen.

3. My third dream wish is to shut down the EPA, for one reason only. These people pretend to care about our planet, and concoct ideas like Cap and Trade to cut carbon emissions, add methanol to gasoline to reduce the amount of foreign oil, set mpg limits that are totally unreasonable, cut off the water supplies for small towns and not let them rebuild a pipeline from a mountain stream to the town. They limit pollution for the air, water, and what else? Some of it has been good, but they fail in my book for one gigantic reason. They do not take responsibility for allowing the desert across southern USA to become a trash pit. If a single EPA guy took a helicopter ride along the border and several miles inland he would see a trash depository destroying the beauty of a once pristine desert. The thousands of illegals from Mexico, Central America, and Mid-East march through Hell’s Highway and drop bottles, clothing, food, etc, all items we consider as garbage along the way. The desert looks like a landfill on a windy day, from the Pacific ocean in California to Brownsville Texas.

The three wishes lie under my pillow as requested by my Fairy God Mother.

The Answer to Why All the Bullets

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Film Fun, Soldier Arms! (September 1941) .. Wyoming drawing up doomsday bill to plan for fall of the United States (26th February 2012) …item 2a / 2b.. Picture – Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow … (Photo credit: marsmet511)

The Department of Homeland Security has denied reports that it purchased 1.6 billion bullets. Janet Napolitano has repeatedly stated that any orders for ammunition are in quantities to  save money. She has not explained why the orders are for the high-priced hollow point bullets prohibited for use in the military. Some of my friends have insisted that the report is just a figment of my conspiracist imagination.

Today, I received an e-mail from the American Family Association complaining about the US Military branding the AFA a “Domestic Hate Group.” They included an e-mail from LTC  Jack L. Rich to his leaders. The e-mail is UNCLASSIFIED, I assume that means it is public. He uses a term in his message which I didn’t know implied the right to investigate domestic organizations, i.e. “Army Values.” The best I can interpret the term to mean is that it defines the new Army policy to openly allow homosexuals into the ranks.

Read the full e-mail is in this link    rich_email .

It is somewhat lengthy and very explicit in its listing and description of every known “hate group ” in the USA. I’m sure you belong to at least one of the categories, because I believe everyone in the country will see themselves described in this memo, I know I saw me in there for sure.

What bothers me is that a LTC (I assume that means Lieutenant) who is responsible for protecting our country from harm by foreigners has taken the time in his busy day of conducting the war on terror to research all these domestic groups.

It is my opinion after reading this message that the Commander in Chief is afraid of his own shadow and commissioned the research. He then decided that to protect his ass from the likes of us he should have the DHS arm itself with automatic weapons, ammunition, and armored vehicles to engage in a domestic (Civil) war on hate groups (all of us). Remember his goal to initiate a domestic force bigger and better than the military?

I feel better now that the mystery of the 1.6 billion bullets is solved. However, I am very disturbed by LTC order to his leaders stating,

“. . .when we see behaviors that are inconsistent with Army Values – don’t just walk by – do the right thing and address the concern before it becomes a problem.”

Just what the heck does that mean? Do they shoot anyone who they witness exhibiting the behaviors defined in their memo?

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Curiously, I tested a few of the links referenced below and was surprised to learn that the video of the DHS armored vehicles has been removed. I wonder why?

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