Another Secret White House Meeting Obama and Hillary Clinton So many things are faked for the public and so-called experts take you behind the scenes but that's also faked for viewers. The grunts and squeals of ABC, CBS, NBC, MSNBC and CNN that sweep across the nation are scripted and practiced, polished words fill your minds but the volcanoes of the truth are exploding across America.

The footsteps on the creaking wooden stairs almost covered the sound of heavy rain falling in sheets on the soggy roof of the White House in Washington D.C.

Hillary Rodham Clinton climbed the stairs to the White House attic where she found Barack Obama, sitting in the darkness.

When alone in the dark, Barack Obama didn't fill up the room because now he was afraid.  He had almost begged for Hillary and refused to hang up the phone until she promised to come to the White House, regardless of the storm.

This story takes you behind the scenes into a remarkable story that has been verified true by many sources.  The real sources inside the White House are the men and women that have worked inside the mansion, inside the peoples house.

So many things are faked for the public and so-called experts take you behind the scenes but that's also faked for viewers.   The grunts and squeals of ABC, CBS, NBC, MSNBC and CNN that sweep across the nation are scripted and practiced, polished words fill your minds but the volcanoes of the truth are exploding across America.

One afternoon, only three weeks ago, I sat in my favorite library in Washington D.C. and watched the trees swaying outside as the man told his story.  This insider told of the violent winds of conspiracy blowing in the White House.  He told about the sounds never to be heard outside of the White House, he spoke about the total destruction of the United States.

Obama would tell his people to turn on the noise so the citizens could not sort out the truth.  Behind the scenes Obama worried about Putin and the Crimea, not because of the invasion but because of  the secret deals he had already made and kept with the Russian killer.  He had known about the ISIS Islamic Muslim Terrorist threat in Iraq but ignored it as he finished remodeling the bowling alley in the basement.

As he sat in the darkness, Barack Obama clicked his black pen endlessly and waited for Hillary Clinton as he heard her weight creak the old wooden steps.  He had manufactured so many problems to disrupt society and only Hillary would know how to realistically play to the audiences waiting to vote.

People were now aware of his deception concerning ObamaCare ACA Affordable Care Act and his playing with the IRS and Lois Lerner to stop the Tea Party Movement.  They had found out that Barry Soetoro - Barack Obama was from an African village but that sandstorm had died out a long time ago.

He heard the storm outside while sitting there alone in the attic and he also heard the click of the attic door lock as Hillary Clinton  lifted up onto the same floor he was sitting.  Her creaking steps could not cover the sound of the wind and growing storm outside so Barack didn't realize that she had moved so close.

They both heard the thunder crash across the summer sky and somewhat shaken they both stayed silent for some time.

Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton didn't know that the White House cook placed a delicate and sophisticated microphone to record every word months ago.   He had known about the secret meetings for months and his machines would record the whispers and the thunder raging around the President of the United States.

At some point the cook would turn the crank that opened up the secret panel in the attic and recover his recorded C.D.'s and take them home.  The small recording devices were hidden in the floor and now Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton would be able to touch the machines if they only reached out three feet or so.

The two leaders would talk about Benghazi and the dead Americans and the trouble in Syria and now the ISIS taking over Iraq while Kerry played his guitar in China.  With a low moan Barack would answer her questions, nothing like you see in public when he was worked up and using drugs that amplified his words and gestures.

Hillary Clinton was trotting her words  and Barack was crawling his responses and she had seen it before.  The little Negro boy lost in the woods of the real world and as he crawled around the world every dried lie, just like a twig,  broke and made a noise and the people were following him.

Obama sent shivers down her back as he offered up another plan to kill off the middle class.  He promised that his enemies would huddle in their huts without food, water or heat this winter as the EPA was shutting down the coal mines, at last.

Barack Obama had taken imaginary enemies and made them real as his administrative state had caused friction even among his friends.  His billionaire friends wanted to haul oil on their railroads and nobody wanted the Keystone pipeline.  He had raped BP over the gulf  oil spill but now they stopped writing checks.  Across the deserts in Saudi Arabia they were paying terrorists to kill Christians and the Obama administration was behind most of the problems in the world.

Those tiny particles of truth were now blowing in the wind as fools had made mistakes.  The BLM had went too far at the Bundy Cattle Ranch and made the Obama government look bad.  G.M. General Motors were killing their customers and helping the United Auto Workers Union was like eating sandpapered apples.

The DNC machine was turning but, it was turning on Obama.

Barack Obama wanted to be more violent and maybe have a couple of government buildings  blown up.  Hillary wanted to go to a Black church in the south and have meetings in closed rooms and make promises she would break later.  Jesse Jackson Jr. was in prison but his daddy was still making deals.  Al Sharpton owed the IRS about two million bucks and with Obama and Hillary that problem might go away.

Hillary was getting beaten up about her book "Hard Choices" which made Obama whistle when he heard the bad news.  The bitch didn't write it anyway he had told Michelle as her stormy life was starting to heat up.  That dumb bitch wanted to be a Senator and Hillary was pissed off about it.

Obama was on the back stretch and Hillary was trying to get on the track to win the race in 2016 so she tended to suck Barack off and make deals.

In the hot humid attic at the upper most levels of the White Manson they talked about all these things but the cook would never turn over the C.D.'s because he didn't want to be called another Uncle Tom. 

The attic was almost steam heated because of the high summer humidity so Obama was sweating and Hillary took her coat and shoes off and tried to cool off.

What the White House cook told me next, would destroy everything, everything in the Western world.