Bill Clinton pumping for money, How Many Times will Bill Clinton rape and pillage the people of Haiti?

How Many Times will Bill Clinton rape and pillage the people of Haiti?  Hillary Clinton, wanting to be king of the world, says nothing about the thousands dead in Haiti due to weather storm Matthews, wonder why.  

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Haitians have spent years protesting Bill and Hillary Clinton, with one protester saying, “The world should know about the crimes the Clinton family has committed against the country of Haiti–the money they have stolen from the earthquake victims. And we believe that were this to be anyone else, they’d be in jail right now.”

Not many attended the funeral of HuffPost Live or Al-Jazeera - There would be no Christ like rekindling from the dead - Barack Obama Hillary Clinton With her flushed and wrinkled face Hillary Clinton, the once brave supporter of Al Jazeera, the Muslim Brotherhood, the underground (CAIR) Muslim gangs and even the Negro Project of Planned Parenthood closed her grandmother eye's as a single tear dropped from her face.

Lying side by side with the pews sparsely populated by people like Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton the economic funerals of the HuffPost Live channel along with CNN, MSNBC and Al-Jazeera are officially dead.  

The left-wing channels have died a miserable death, slow and steady, having been eaten away by the truth and the fall of Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton.  

Not many attended the funeral of HuffPost Live or Al-Jazeera as the big media, big government, big business, big unions, Big gay, and others waited for the priest to start the services. 

The church showed no signs of a swelling crowd even though Barack and Hillary showed up to protect their radical hard left image.  All of them expected perspiring mourners to fill the radical church but only a few bothered to show up, it seems the hard left has been left by main street America, even Marco Rubio and Ted Cruz stayed away.

The shadows from the candles on the ceiling gave the church a fading light on the representatives of HuffPost Live and Al-Jazeera but there would be no Christ like rekindling from the dead, the American middle class had spoken, the grave diggers waited outside in the misty rain as Barack and Hillary looked inside the open coffin of the liberal socialist progressive movement in America.

With her flushed and wrinkled face Hillary Clinton, the once brave supporter of Al Jazeera, the Muslim Brotherhood, the underground (CAIR) Muslim gangs and even the Negro Project of Planned Parenthood closed her grandmother eye's as a single tear dropped from her face.

“Huffpost Live” is officially dead. According to the left-wing Politico, on top of lay-offs, “HuffPost Live will no longer broadcast eight hours a day, but will go live for major news events and headline-making celebrity interviews.”

Roy Sekoff, one of the Huffington Post’s founding editors and the site’s video department chief, has also announced his resignation.

We already have three low-rated, left-wing cable news networks: CNN, MSNBC, and Al-Jazeera America.

For whatever reason, The Huffington Post thought America needed a third.

Barack Obama talks to dead people, The misunderstood medium of talking to the dead is not unexplored inside the White House and Barack Obama is not the first President to talk to dead people, let alone his own mother. This misunderstood medium has several different ambitions

They say at times Barack Obama can hear his mothers voice. She long ago has passed away and she is always wondering if Barack will ever come down and visit her.  His mechanized government workers inside the White House often times speak (In Private) of Barack Obama listening for his mother in the attic, basement and garages of the White House, making them wonder about his drinking and dreaded disease of socialism.  

They would sit at their desks working and see Barack wandering around late at night, talking to his mother in some kind of primitive African voice.  The invisible voice of his dead mother guides him and even Michelle Obama backs away when she hears the primitive voice of her husband, talking to dead people, her mother-in-law.

The misunderstood medium of talking to the dead is not unexplored inside the White House and Barack Obama is not the first President to talk to dead people, let alone his own mother.  This misunderstood medium has several different ambitions but the primary one is for the living person (Barack Obama) to see into the future, making him brighter, smarter and faster than the others stuffed inside the daily normal of reality.

Some say a simple book is like talking to the dead but millions of people believe that a live person can in fact talk to a dead person, without the voice that could be heard by others.  At times White House security has been asked to leave as Barack Obama will drag out an old blackboard in a wooden frame on wheels and start writing his mothers words.

Talking to the dead is the stuff of dreams but the potential of seeing in the future is some overwhelming force that few can resist.  Many drunks agree which leads many to consider Barack Obama's mental potential.

You hear the noise of the wind but Barack Obama hears his dead mothers voice and some suspect a book is in the works to be released next year.

His father's dreams and His mother's voice.

Look for it.

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White House Experts Reveal, The C.I.A. style assault, Iranian dictator Ayatollah Ali Khamenei has died by the hands of special forces of Saudi Arabia. John Kerry, Secretary of State for the Barack Obama administration, revealed when he left town that Iran does have missiles to reach American Cities, with nuclear weapons. In the C.I.A. style Seal Team operation the Iranian Islamic Jihadist Extremist Ayatollah Ali Khamenei is dead.

The Iranian Dictator Khamenei is Dead. White House Experts Reveal that Israel Special Forces have been ready to stand alone but has received help and material support from Saudi Arabia did plan the assassination and murder of the Iranian Dictator. These rumors are proving true.  A civil war in Iran is breaking as protesters cheer the death of Khamenei, the Persian devil. 

The C.I.A. styled military secret assault, staged by Saudi Arabia, has killed the Iranian dictator Ayatollah Ali Khamenei which died by the hands of special forces of Saudi Arabia. This is at the time that Iranian military forces are inside Iraq fighting ISIS ISIL to gain power over the region.
  
John Kerry, Secretary of State for the Barack Obama administration, was surprised again after Iran made a public statement as the Nuclear talks ending only a few hours ago, and Iran revealed when he left town that Iran does have missiles to reach American Cities, with nuclear war heads and the Obama talks are off and no agreement will be reached. 

In the C.I.A. style Seal Team operation; the Iranian Islamic Jihadist Extremist Ayatollah Ali Khamenei is dead and Allah is happy so reported by Saudi Arabia Media.

Khamenei’s possible death come at the end of the Jewish holiday of Purim, which commemorates the thwarting of a Persian plot meant to destroy the empire’s Jews. The Book of Esther states that Haman, who served as a minister to who is believed to be King Xerxes I, planned to slaughter all of Persia’s Jews, but his plot collapsed after Mordecai and Esther exposed it.

History has shown that a country’s power structure is most vulnerable when its leadership appears to be in a state of transience. It remains to be seen whether Iran’s dissidents will seize the moment of uncertainty and rise up in an attempt to take their country back from its Caliphatist despots.

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Another black liberation radical pointed his gun at a cop, and was shot dead by police. 20-year-old black drunk gun toting radical Carlton Smith, most likely drunk, shooting off his gun and mouth was killed by a cop in Texas.

Another black liberation radical pointed his gun at a cop, and was shot dead by police.  20-year-old black drunk gun toting radical Carlton Smith, most likely drunk, shooting off his gun and mouth was killed by a cop in Texas.  Some self named radical  King Yashua , minister of defense and co-founder of the Nation of Liberation, told the Houston Chronicle. “It’s just like Ferguson.”  As normal, the facts don't match up to the "Kings" version.  You can be sure that Sharpton, Jackson, Holder, Obama, Farrakhan will get to the facts, no matter if they work all night making it up. 

Little Gangster Toni Martin Shot Dead - Antonio Martin - Shot Dead - White Cops Serves Up Justice - Pastor Starsky Wilson - Obama Idiot - Radical Black Liberation movement will kill tens of thousands of Negros

Obama Idiot, Negro Pastor Starsky Wilson; Wilson is a member of Governor Jay Nixon’s (D) Ferguson Commission which proves the Commission is worthless just like so-called pastor Starsky Wilson.  According to the St. Louis Dispatch, Wilson said the shooting brings attention to a simple narrative: “Black. Young person shot by a police officer.”  Its very clear that black idiots like Starsky Wilson are many, they are well known; Sharpton, Clinton, Jackson, Obama, Pelosi, Reid, Farrakhan, Holder and others.  The pastor - not knowing that the truth will set you free, forgot to mention that the kid Negro just robbed a store, has lots of criminal records and pulled a gun on a cop.  The 18 year old Antonio Martin, forgot that its not a play station game and the cop shot him dead. 

Antonio Martin, Toni Martin

Another Negro pulls pistol on cop. Cop shoots to kill. Plan on more trouble as Negro's are pushed to riot and violence by Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Bill De Blasio and other race pimps. The race pimps continue to gain influence and backroom cash

Another  Negro Teenager pulls pistol on cop.  

Cop shoots to kill.  

Plan on more trouble as Negro's are pushed to riot and violence by Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Bill De Blasio and other race pimps.  The race pimps continue to gain influence and backroom cash as the Negro's still follow blindly. More protests and threats in New York City, NYPD still mourning dead cops, nothing settled, every card played.  The New York City Communist Mayor bows his head in pray leaving many to wonder why Barack Obama continues to golf in Hawaii?  Destruction of the city is planned, mayor sleeps too long as city crumbles. 

Executive Order White House Oval Office Congress Senate Struggle Constitution Always using his dictatorial tone in every speech in every town including the halls of Congress he began to chill even his supporters. He was the menace now, that great and unmixed evil that was pure evil but his grand political structure had been created. The walls guarding America was removed, taxes were punishing, millions of illegal voters, civilization in America left little hope for the middle working man as the founding fathers fabric had been sacrificed for wealth and power for a very few.

His teeth were broken and had been stripped naked, bruised and mangled by blows from the crowd and he was now laying on the ground bleeding and his tormentors were pointing and laughing at his broken body.

All these things happened just now, and more, and worse but we swear before the sun goes down every man will stand before the sheriff that struck this man down. As if written in a book the words got tough, nobody listening as the first bully raised up and with all purpose hit the man that was once president of all the states. 

The gentlemen of property and standing ordered the beating of this man, once the president of all these United States was the dunce of fighting.  No matter his skills they were too many blows on this one man to absorb. 

But these men of Congress said they were solemnly bound to beat the man and suppress his lies and to abolish every law he signed while in the White House. In a Republic the people make the government, the people constitute the government and the power of all the people gave these men the power to create laws, start or close institutions, promote the happiness or produce the destruction of this day.  Every schoolhouse would teach these civic lessons but what about the mob here today, the gang of a Congress surely beating a man to death.  Some of the men had guns, several pistols were noted, some knives yet to be drawn but every man standing there would surely serve up a disability on the past president.  

The one lay bleeding on the ground destroyed portions of the Constitution and used his executive orders to ignore the men standing about him this very day. As a Soldier it would be my job to save this beaten man, established in everything I believed and fought for in the past. This president was constantly chopping at liberty and freedom. He had done everything to destroy the country but now his sweet face was red with blood. 

Congress had sworn they would break his bones if he freed all the brown people hiding inside America but he continued to aid them, directly and indirectly these brown people gained dangerous political power which Congress had determined to be illegal.

The seminaries fought against the president, the teachers realized the price they would pay as the government flogging spared no one person or group.  The geography of the United States had been destroyed by this man and Democracy had been replaced by a sham and glibly this man had just been bragging to a large group on the streets. 

He danced around the problems of the country even as some shouted against him.  Calling out he would shout back with that famous smile as he no longer had to endure the voting.  "Ask your new man in the White House about Jesus Christ!"  The past president turned and shouted in the other direction "Can Jesus help you defeat Allah as Allah is disgusted with your wealth, your armies, your words and looks down on America!"  "God Damn America, as your public agony has just started and no one will feel your pain!"  His announcement was too much for the crowd as if cut with a knife their outburst was not applause or encouragement but the rocks tossed gave the president their response. 

The Congress had tolerated him for so long and with the present national temperament they had the right to interfere and in good spirits found him again talking on the streets.  Violating every rule some of the Congress gathered on the street with the past president.  There was no simple justice in America any longer and the discontent was wide spread and growing. 

This man on the ground was elected by fraud and brutalized the American citizen and took every advantage and placed the working man into servitude. The character that threw the first fist would never be known but it would not be the last.  With his guards removed the past president attempted to cover his face and protect himself but the mob was sincere and struck him many times. 

His taxes put the working man in bondage and this president was called the "stealer". He lay on the ground now, with a slight tremble, nothing to say any longer, he lay silent.

You would look at him and could not think life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness because the justice served upon him with no moderation was not justice at all, it was revenge.

To a considerable extent, some wanted to save him from the fire and the others in all earnest wanted him laying there and would not retreat a single inch.

If my reasoning would have been better I would have walked away and not one person would ever care the least. The man laying on the ground had operated against every liberty and lied to every citizen and conspired many laws that would produce higher taxes, fine many people, imprison citizens as felons for using their free speech and protecting their right to keep and bear arms. 

This man was no great Senator and was no great President and made a mockery of the Constitution and of all the people, friend or foe.  He had taken everything, no debate, no coherent plan, deviation from every law was allowed for certain groups, the truth had no place in his administration.

I took one step back and drew my long pistol and pointed it among the masters.  Their plotting was a sin against the Constitution and a crime and as a soldier I swore an allegiance and it was my struggle to save this man.  My oath had not been repealed  so plainly I was in my right to save this man even if inferior and fit for jail.

To save the executive I would try and shout them back.  There was now a nurse kneeling by the president trying to soothe him so I was not alone in my folly. I had no plan for a magnificent defense but I was devoted and intense and remained standing next to the fallen president.  

With uplifted hands the president was crying for help, his voice full of anguish but there was no sympathy from the crowd.  He had promised so many dreams but his aggressive executive power from the Oval Office made the people weak and millions of black people from Africa came and then brown people by the millions from Mexico and Central America invaded the country. He had told the people he was pursing a solution to immigration but he grew impatient with Congress and opened the doors by executive order.  He allowed tens of millions of  illegal aliens to become citizens which gave his party the greatest of advantages, a supreme political power that could never be broken.

Always using his dictatorial tone in every speech in every town including the halls of Congress he began to chill even his supporters.  He was the menace now, that great and unmixed evil that was pure evil but his grand political structure had been created.  The walls guarding America was removed, taxes were punishing, millions of illegal voters, civilization in America left little hope for the middle working man as the founding fathers fabric had been sacrificed for wealth and power for a very few. 

I sincerely hoped for the best when I shouted;

"You have boasted enough, now move away!"  

my voice was strong and could be heard and was understood by all.  My pistol was the officers weapon of the old parade style and only six shots were available so there would be no second loading.  With some generosity a few of the loud men took a few steps back away from the president and away from my loaded pistol.  The mob looked like wild animals and ready to kill me given even a little chance.

"This man was president and he has tasted your poison but it is over now!"  I cocked my pistol and I stood my ground. 

"I am a soldier, this cannot continue."  

The only noise hailed from the back of the crowd, numbering at least a thousand or more drunk and dangerous masters.

Immediately following the faint noise the shotgun was fired and filled the left side of my body and the lower part of my neck. Every pellet from the shotgun blast was painful but I was determined to stay on my feet.  

I raised my pistol and feeling the pain from my own wounds it would be inevitable that I would miss the man that shot me.  I was content with trying to kill the bastard that shot me but the burden of time didn't allow me to aim. 

With equal danger there was another shot, I had equal pain all over my body now and as if in a barroom fight I fired my weapon with little aim.

Yes this man laying next to me on the ground had corrupted, he had destroyed, his body and soul was evil but maybe his one common good would be this day.

I hated his fanatical oppression of freedom, debasement of Christians, destroying the very foundation of America and our liberty.  This man had no principles and all his civil power had been removed by vote but his legislation was still breathing.

These lawmakers now looked down on me, injuring for the common good, how were they different?

My misery reduced my thinking and vision and to further displease me they kicked my pistol away from me and my killer was the responsible man standing above me with his shotgun.

His refined and composing features made him look powerful and most important, their own greatness making them lawless.

The president was sitting up now, his capacity very limited but he put his hand on one of my wounds,

The pained president looked me in the eye and tried to form all his words, his all-conquering charm was almost gone but bravely he spoke directly to me,

"Soldier, their cruelty is my fault as they are defective and with great ease they have beat me with pleasure."  

The president looked mischievous and was ready to get back on his feet but his strength and cheerfulness was gone so with a great sway he fell down to the ground and stayed there.

The president looked at me again

 "Soldier, the citizens were once good and peaceable and always industrious and wealthy by any measure."  

The president was leaning on one hand barely able to sit up 

"Look at these place holders Soldier as they are fat from your labor yet they have killed you." 

"Soldier they are only occupied by making their fortune, they have settled habits and a whole lot of time and shotgun shells."

 "At least you participated before the government killed you, good job Soldier, good job." 

then the president looked down at his own puddle of blood.

We all have a religion so I prayed as the spirit was pulling me away as the president looked the other way. 

This president enslaved millions of American citizens, monopolized political power and profited in every way possible but he could no longer look at a dying soldier.

I did not fear death and maybe there was a place for one more Soldier in heaven, somewhere up there.

I became uneasy, just a little when a strong and powerful force took me, greatly increasing my death, my liberty and my own pursuit of happiness.

God save America, because he had saved the president.

“There are lies, damn lies, and Obama lies.” It's clear that Obama will lie about anything but Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson and the Negro Nuts at NAACP will protect him for cash payments.

Obama will go to Normandy, the place where thousands of Americans died stopping Hitler, Stalin and other killers.  Obama does not understand America.  Obama is a freelance freeloader and has never worked a day in his life, never defended anything.  I really doubt that Obama can tie his own shoes.  The Veterans are dead but Obama is traveling now, everything is done, the general fired and a new mouth piece at the White House. 

“There are lies, damn lies, and Obama lies.”  It's clear that Obama will lie about anything but Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson and the Negro Nuts at NAACP will protect him for cash payments. 

Hillary Clinton - Barack Obama - Eric Holder - Nancy Pelosi - Harry Reid - Joe Biden, what have they done to save America?  Benghanzi, Fast and Furious, Keystone Pipeline, VA Veterans Administration, AP Spy Scandal, FOX Spy Scandal, BLM Bundy Cattle Killing, Planned Parenthood Negro Unborn Child Murder, NSA Domestic Spying, Snowden, Syria Red Line, Iranian Nuclear Bomb, Destruction of Israel.

Obama Aunt Dead at 61 Illegal Alien Onyango Kicked the Bucket at 61 and The President, Barack Hussein Obama, his aunt, died. The illegal black alien Zeituni Onyango (Barack Obama - Aunt) died in Massachusetts as an illegal alien living in the United States at the age of 61. Onyango dies in a Boston rehabilitation center, cancer got her, you paid for her treatment and most likely will pay for her burial. The illegal alien (criminal) is a direct relative of President Barack Hussein Obama and has enjoyed the United States using taxpayer money funneled through welfare programs. She came fron Kenya just like our illegal alien president but she was denied asylum but refused to leave. She remained in the U.S. illegally like the other 12 million illegal aliens that Obama tries to herd like cattle to the voters booth for the Democratic party. Yes, she lived in public housing. She was in danger if she returned to Kenya per a judge in 2010 so she stayed and scooped up your dollars.

The President, Barack Hussein Obama, his aunt, died.  The illegal black alien Zeituni Onyango (Barack Obama - Aunt) died in Massachusetts as an illegal alien living in the United States at the age of 61.  Onyango dies in a Boston rehabilitation center, cancer got her, you paid for her treatment and most likely will pay for her burial.  The illegal alien (criminal) is a direct relative of President Barack Hussein Obama and has enjoyed the United States using taxpayer money funneled through welfare programs.  She came fron Kenya just like our illegal alien president but she was denied asylum but refused to leave.  She remained in the U.S. illegally like the other 12 million illegal aliens that Obama tries to herd like cattle to the voters booth for the Democratic party.  Yes, she lived in public housing.  She was in danger if she returned to Kenya per a judge in 2010 so she stayed and scooped up your dollars.

Obama, in his memoir "Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance," affectionately referred to Onyango as Auntie Zeituni and described meeting her during his 1988 trip to Kenya. She helped care for his half-brothers and sister while living with his father, Barack Obama Sr., in Kenya.

Barack Obama The Birth Certificate of Barack Hussein Obama; The Forgery; Document Hoax; The Hawaii official who verified and released President Barack Obama’s birth certificate has died in a plane crash, authorities said. Loretta Fuddy, the director of the state Department of Health, was one of nine people aboard the Honolulu-bound Cessna Grand Caravan plane that crashed in Hawaii waters shortly after leaving Kalaupapa Airport Wednesday - Getting Closer to the truth, insiders are starting to die in mysterious ways.

The Birth Certificate of Barack Hussein Obama; The Forgery; Document Hoax; The Hawaii official who verified and released President Barack Obama’s birth certificate has died in a plane crash, authorities said. Loretta Fuddy, the director of the state Department of Health, was one of nine people aboard the Honolulu-bound Cessna Grand Caravan plane that crashed in Hawaii waters shortly after leaving Kalaupapa Airport Wednesday - Getting Closer to the truth, insiders are starting to die in mysterious ways.

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Andy Motherwood had an Army and a plan. He knew that black dies suddenly and he was watching East as the morning Sun stuck it's nose over the horizon. Andy Motherwood was the General in charge of a thousand man ARMY and the freeze had killed off the tree leaves so hiding was difficult.

Andy Motherwood had an Army and a plan.  He knew that black dies suddenly and he was watching East as the morning Sun stuck it's nose over the horizon.  Andy Motherwood was the General in charge of a thousand man ARMY and the freeze had killed off the tree leaves so hiding was difficult.

He had convinced leadership, if they acted quickly his ten squads could capture the capitol and that long safari of men camped behind him were ready.  The last several years had been difficult for their families as the coal that heated their homes and the steam engines that produced the electricity had fallen silent.

Lock Stock and Barrel the men were ready for the fight and it was hard to believe they had made it this far without detection.  The pet monkey that some called President had been paying a million dollar a head for a dead leader of our group.   Andy would never understand it but, he was the enemy of the state.

If anybody understood the plan Andy Motherwood did as he developed the original idea.  Andy understood that a thousand men could never take on the governments ARMY but they could kill nuclear energy that drives the government.

In a few more hours of walking they would be able to see the  nuclear power plants that surround the capitol complex of the centralized government.  Andy Motherwood and a thousand good men were going to turn out the lights and it felt like they were climbing Mount Everest. 

They were going to use T.N.T, and sabotage the nuclear power plants and introduce the leaders to darkness and death if need be.

Andy Motherwood heard the CLACK of a rifle shell being placed into the weapon firing chamber but it was almost too late. 

It was "Sweet Tooth" the main cook for the men pointing his rifle at Andy's face as he turned around to face his killer.

"It's a Million Dollars Andy"