Main Stream Media Uses Negro as Scapegoat

Main Stream Media Uses Negro as Scapegoat
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Showing posts with label Pistol. Show all posts
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Monday, November 5, 2018

George Scott Pennsylvania PA 10 - Gun Charges - Images - Draw you bastard, John Wayne turned and pulled his six shooter... that's context George.. but you...

Draw you bastard, John Wayne turned and pulled his six shooter... that's context George.. but you...



George Scott the DNC Democrat, backed up by Barack Obama, Joe Biden, Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer pulled out a real life gun and put it to the head of another Army soldier.. George Scott - Democratic Socialist insists when you put the picture of him holding a real pistol against the head of a living person in context, it's no big deal..
Well, George Scott,
this picture of you holding a gun to a persons head is enough context and your total lack of good judgment -
we all were trained that empty guns kill people, but of course you know best George Scott -
With Barack Obama telling folks to bring a gun if they bring a knife,
Joe Biden saying pack your shotgun and clear the streets of crime,
Eric Holder saying kick them when they go low...
hell George Scott even Stacey Abrams says people in Georgia will .. have to give up their guns..
the Black Panthers are with you guys because they like radical socialists with guns like you..
even Hillary Clinton leaves bullets around as warnings..
wow George Scott,
nut cases like you with guns and the citizens not armed.. no thanks George Scott,
you keep your dumb ass ideas to yourself,
put your little pistol back into your pants and dash to the nearest rock and get under it.
You look like a dumb ass drunk with that pistol, Army life too tough... George .. maybe a preacher.. that faith in Jesus you have is hard to pick up while your holding a gun.
In the Spirit of America, go away.

Thursday, March 1, 2018

THE KILLER MADE THE RULES; Dicks Sporting Goods - Gun Restrictions - 2nd Amendment Constitution - Walmart Choke Point Weapons Firearms Revolver Pistol Rifle Ammunition

Somebody with a lot of power decided to restrict the distribution of firearms within the United States. Immediately retailers like Dick's Sporting Goods and Walmart created new company policies regarding the sales of firearms and ammunition and of course the prices of both will be advanced.

It's not just a boycott, it's America's last stand, so pay attention; Dicks Sporting Goods - Gun Restrictions - 2nd Amendment Constitution - Walmart Choke Point Weapons Firearms Revolver Pistol Rifle Ammunition Dicks Sporting Goods Guns, Walmart Guns, Trump, DNC, GOP, 2nd Amendment, Firearms, Pistol, Rifle, Revolver, Shotgun, Florida School Shooting, 912 Project Tea Party, 










The ideal combination to get rich is to restrict a product making if very hard to purchase and doubling or tripling the prices.

It seems strange to have an American business claim the right to restrict products and services and also control the prices.

These two free enterprises are no longer free enterprises businesses as they are now distribution control or choke points, something radical Barack Obama only dreamed about. Dick's Sporting Goods can look forward to a 50% drop in business revenue and billions lost in market value. Walmart the giant continues to confuse the customers with Chinese Communist Imports and now gun restrictions.. they too will pay a grave economic price.

Dick's Sporting Goods and Walmart are now telling customers who can buy firearms and at what location and price. Goods Products Services restrictions mark both these retailers as radicals.. politically correct radicals.. playing with the people.. playing with fire..

In the annals of empire building these two organizations need to be removed from the market at once, destroyed in economic terms. It's not difficult, do not spend one dime at either store.. eliminate them, destroy them.

Will your grocery store restrict the sale of milk and eggs? Will Goodyear decide not to sell tires that are used on police cars? Which books will be controlled and what schools will be safe and which will be inside a suicide gun free zone?

Investigations continue regarding the Florida school shooting that killed 17 innocent children. A radical and cowardly Sheriff offers a glimpse into the problem, illegal aliens, open borders, stolen firearms, lax police departments...all killed those 17 innocent students, may God bless the.

Less than 100 years ago men with guns would have already taken justice against the killer, taking his life. The modern way is to punish the victims, remove the honest gun rights thus forcing a very dangerous future.

But, now, because of a killer, rights are being removed from the free and honest citizen. You have the right to keep and bear arms.

We have a God fearing, law friendly population in general terms but the Republic is based on freedoms, not restrictions.

The only source for freedom and prosperity is your constitutional rights, that cannot be removed. Most people have never read them.. how about you.

We are now clearly living on the fringes of the jungle, and the jungle is not safe, so look inward for courage and keep your powder dry and your firearms close.

The constitution is not the experiment, it is set so consider battalions of armed men protecting the constitution.

It is the right of men, protect your family, your country and friends
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Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Hillary Clinton Bill Clinton Every criminal hides their face unless they know the piercing eye of the law will never look their way. The Andy Ledger FBI Story Murder she wrote or maybe just another sad story

As the story goes, kind of,  Hillary looked up and down the street as the minutes passed and the deserted side street remained silent.  She was waiting for the FBI investigator as she slouched a little lower in the back seat of her black limousine. In one hand she held a 9 millimeter pistol and in the other a small box wrapped in brown paper.  The story goes that she was farting in the back seat which drove Cheryl wildly nuts so she was forced to roll down the window. 
Hillary and Cheryl had waited over an hour now and Hillary's temper was being magnified a hundred times over.  The highly explosive information inside the little brown box would end the freedom of Bill Clinton her intended victim and set her free upon the world with two billion dollars of foundation cash. 
Hillary lived her life on top of a time bomb by the name of Bill Clinton and if she was going to be president she had to escape his wrath so she stepped up and took the FBI up on their top secret deal.  They had enough evidence on Bill to send him to prison but they needed that eye witness and who better than Hillary.  
If she did what she was told she could escape the FBI and DOJ indictment sitting on Loretta's desk waiting on a single signature. Hillary planned to get away with her crimes without a scratch but Bill Clinton, the once impeached President of the United States would be in federal prison and eating two hots and a cold for the rest of his life. 
His life would be shattered into fragments but the horny bastard deserved anything they tossed his way.  Bill had wanted the private email server and his fingerprints were all over the illegal actions but the girls would do him in she always knew.  Him and his little teenage girlfriends had been documented and the billionaire friend was also making deals with the feds. 
Loretta told Hillary to give up Bill and Barack could walk away but she had to hurry, within 72 hours the indictment against her would be signed.  Barack didn't want anything to do with a Secretary of State in Federal prison, he could turn away if she did what she was told. 
The FBI laboratories had all the evidence they needed to put Hillary and Bill Clinton in jail so the crime fighters were raising hell with Jim Comey, the director of the FBI.  The field guys wanted to know why she was free as a bird and not a jailbird. 
The astonishing piece of evidence against Hillary had to disappear so the $500,000 in the brown box should solve the problem plus a few secret documents that would bury Bill for twenty years to life. 
The FBI has had Hillary Clinton under a magnifying glass for almost three years now and nothing was too faint, they found everything.  They had help from the NSA CIA around the world so she couldn't hide anything.  She had been busted years ago but they kept waiting and gathering more and more information. 
They had tire prints, fingerprints, chalk marks, thousands of photographs from undercover FBI agents, voice records, bank records, emails, top secret documents, cashed checks, but they also had the retrieved computer server that held every lie she ever told, she was caught and she was pissed.  She had trusted Bill to take care of Donald Trump and now look she was laying flat in the backseat of a car waiting to bribe the FBI to clear up a few problems. 
What she didn't know was while she was waiting this very moment for the FBI investigator she was being filmed by the CIA with the help of the NSA and the Department of Homeland Security.
The storekeeper down the street, making his donuts was a CIA operative and the street janitor was his partner watching Hillary Clinton.  A total of nine agents were on scene but out of sight as images were being recorded and voice prints being made.
The gleaming eye of the camera would again catch Hillary Clinton bribing a police official and the miniature cameras placed along the street would capture everything else.  The snapshots of Hillary would convict her as the whole deal was a hoax to catch her bribing the FBI.  Hillary fell for the hoax because she was the real target and even Congress had approved the secret operation, some say all the way to the White House. 
Bill Clinton was also quick to take up the FBI on their deal making.  Help them gain a conviction on Hillary and he could walk free, he would have to admit wrong doing, but no prison time.  Bill knew a deal when he saw it and jumped on the deal to frame up Hillary and box her in and then jail her.  She was a pain in the ass anyway.
Bill Clinton has never been innocent, he was always guilty.
Hillary was sitting in her car, the driver just waiting with her but Cheryl was used to late night meetings.  Bill had come home late three nights before, Bill was drunk and abusive and threatened her again and made it clear that he could have her locked up and she had sworn that would be the last time.  Bill gets drunk and starts his late night dating with young women as Hillary plays the loyal wife on T.V. news programs. 
The FBI's report stated that there was a struggle and the women in the black car was accidentally shot.  The district attorney had little choice but to hand the case over to the feds, it was their crime scene.  Most likely an accident.
The FBI agent maintained that the lady in the car pointed the loaded pistol at him so he pulled his weapon and shot her, he shot her dead. He swore he had no idea it was Hillary Clinton, until he opened up the door and took a closer look.  There were a lot of Clinton's in the county and they all kind of looked a like due to their breeding habits so he could only guess about the real identity, besides it was dark. 
From inside his mansion Bill Clinton watched CNN and then FOX and then back again so he didn't really hear the screen door open, he had been drinking and messing around with the maid, maybe just a little, it was just another Secret Service Agent making his rounds, why would he really notice.  They came in and went out 24 hours a day.
It wasn't the Secret Service, and it was proven at trial that the shooter inside the mansion was one of Hillary's attorneys and Bill Clinton was lucky that the bullet missed and hit the picture on the wall just inches from his head.
They had mapped out all the crisscrossing of the bullets and proved that more than one shooter had entered the mansion.  Time and Time again Bill Clinton had walked away from political death but the recovered bullets in the wall proved it was Hillary's gun but the prosecution failed to prove the shooter was guilty of attempted murder.  The forensic ballistics and Secret Service agents sworn statements said clearly that the shooter was shooting at an intruder thus giving Bill Clinton his freedom and life.  The shooter had saved Bill and not tried to kill him.  Many thought it was a hit job from gangster friends maybe because of some drug deal gone bad or maybe a mad father concerning his daughter?
Bill had no scars or wounds, every bullet missed him but the documents found during the investigation would be kept for evidence against him. Bill had given permission for the cops to look around, mostly because he was drunk and didn't know what he was saying most of the time. 
Recently, Bill Clinton had been giving speeches for the Clinton Foundation and stumping for his wife running for President.  The Clinton's were always surrounded by underworld characters but the police found canceled checks paying for pickpockets and union thugs to work the crowds at Bernie Sanders many campaign events.  The FBI and local cops had heard it all concerning the Clinton's so they rushed the reporting and just chalked it up to some pissed off somebody taking some shots.  
These undesirables were known to the local police and nabbing them up would have to wait.  Bill had filed a life insurance claim on Hillary for $20 million dollars but their detectives joined the police and stopped any payments until further notice.  Life insurance companies had a lot of Clinton files so they had to be sure if the Hillary was per say the Hillary on the insurance documents.  Clinton was an old name and thousands of them lived within 100 miles, they had to be sorted and God had nothing to do with it. 
In a matter of days the Cops were back behind the walls of the Clinton Mansion. Physicians examined the body and found only a few minor bruises but the yard laborer insisted that Bill Clinton fell out of the attic window.  He had been drinking and shouting from the upper floors or maybe chasing the maid but in any event he went out the window feet first, which was kind of an odd way. 
On Sunday morning the Newspaper reported the Clinton's would be buried in the backyard of their mansions after Chelsea requested the special permits.  Chelsea was also a common name with the Clinton's just like Webb was popular so the local papers screwed up most of the news.
The heavy equipment began digging the graves as the media was unaware that the Clinton's would be buried on the very day Chelsea gained the permits, in their residential backyard, right next to the bean poles and tomato plants that Bill would tend with his gardener.  They used the bean poles as standards and placed ribbon around them to block off the grave sites so it didn't look too cheaply done. 
Always in the public eye it was odd that the graveside services would be private and held behind the mansion walls.  It was also odd what the hidden FBI cameras were filming as one set of images revealed Hillary and Bill Clinton were standing next to their own graves smiling at each other with Chelsea hugging Webb Hubbell over by the old oak tree.
As the Clinton's looked up at the silver winged airplane zigzagging around above they didn't know it was looking down as the National Enquirer got their pictures. After the Ted story the Enquirer needed another story so Donald gave them the idea about trying to get pictures of the private funeral, it should be good for laughs.
The aerial camera snapped thousands of still pictures as the digital movie camera caught the live action of both Hillary and Bill Clinton. It was hard to believe.  Bill and Hillary Clinton standing right next to their own graves, something was wrong and weird but it sure would sell a lot of pulp fiction. 
Picture after picture proved that the Clinton's were alive and well as the sky hunt had paid off.  The paper had proof that the Clinton's were alive and simply avoiding federal prosecution by the DOJ FBI investigations and indictments.  The story gets a little different and was never fully published as the pilot with all the film took off with the evidence, many expected she sold the stuff to the Clinton Foundation. 
The lady flying the plane and operating the cameras was discovered two days later slumped over on the beach with one arm removed and a revolver being held by her only hand, she had been dead for hours.  A digital camera was in her beech bag and the sim card was removed. 
Resting in the sand her limply single hand held the pistol that had been used in the Clinton mansion shootings that had almost killed Bill Clinton.
The lifeless hand told the story, the fingerprints matched and the FBI lab proved it was the same gun that took the missed shots at Bill. It was the second shooter that the cops could never find.  The sheriff was pleased and the local police department let the FBI know the case was kind of solved. 
The FBI and local cops wrote it up as suicide but the missing arm was clearly missing from any of the official reporting.  Right next to the dead woman you could clearly see the outlines in the sand of another person that had been sitting by the dead woman's body the FBI had calculated.
Hillary and Bill Clinton went sailing together and left in the middle of the night as the boat was being sailed by an experienced Englishman as they headed apparently to Brazil when the Clinton's got into another quarrel that forced the Englishman to tie up Hillary to the masthead as they dropped the sails and motored into the remarkable harbor of Rio.
The Englishman had kept the dead woman's arm in the boats freezer because one of the Clinton's lawyers told him to ice the bitch down.
Later in court the Englishman's story was proven true and he was guaranteed an acquittal if he would testify against the living Clinton's.
The National Enquirer could not publish the pictures because they had snapped pictures of the wrong Clinton's.  Impressed with the story they made up some fictional story like the Ted girlfriend stories and their sales went up but when their pictures were blown up for a closer look none of this was about the famous Bill and Hillary Clinton of Washington D.C. fame.
There is hope that further justice should come concerning the real Bill and Hillary Clinton but this whole story, is a false positive but there was a sail boat spotted by sheer chance with the body of a woman tied to a masthead and a white sail on fire at her feet.
Every criminal hides their face unless they know the piercing eye of the law will never look their way. 
This story pays tribute to fiction and should be a very potent aid to young writers of pulp fiction or maybe the New York Times editor, surely always on the side of law and order.

Good sailing, November sailing  is just around the corner and its going to be cold.

Murder she wrote,


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Monday, September 7, 2015

The legal offices and services of Harry Rawson were retained by the Hillary Rodham Clinton for President Foundation one morning in February as the suitcase of blood dripping cash was delivered to Harry in person.

The legal offices and services of Harry Rawson were retained by the Hillary Rodham Clinton for President Foundation one morning in February as the suitcase of blood dripping cash was delivered to Harry in person.  Harry noticed that Hillary never got close to the suitcase and surely she had never touched it, she was always careful that way. 

The Clinton foundation was not reluctant to fight and pressed Harry into service the same day.  They wanted Donald Trump destroyed and they were in a hurry and the five hundred thousand dollars in cash was simply the small down payment required.  Even without a completed plan Harry insisted on a cash down payment and that Hillary deliver the money directly to his offices, he wanted to look her in the eyes. 

Cash needed no translator as one of Harry's men opened the suitcase so Harry himself could look at the one hundred dollar bills to his satisfaction, bundled neatly and secured with green paper bank banding straps.

Over the years Harry had been paid in Gold, Ivory and even valuable antiquities but Harry had insisted on hard cash from the Clinton foundation.  Harry was an expert in the punitive field of law and he could really punish people but Hillary wanted a lot more this time.  As the day light started to fade and the day turned to night Harry had enough knowledge of what Hillary wanted and a plan of attack was completed, even though not in any great detail.

The men that came with Hillary were standing outside smoking their cigarettes and playing with their guns and at times eating and drinking the food and drinks provided by Harry's men always by his side.  With all the men standing closely they looked like some field of diseased plants with hard boiled eggs for eyes, every one of them convicted criminals in business suits, some wearing pig-skin gloves using provocative language clinging to their toughness for the next guy.

Harry Rawson was hired by Hillary Clinton to assure the total destruction of Donald Trump and cash had been paid as the criminals feasted as the whispering lasted for hours and the men talked about copulating the younger Rawson house maid running back and forth serving drinks and wiggles.

The Clinton men were not cowardly or reluctant to fight but this was going to be jungle warfare inside America and Hillary had to have clean hands and could not be left vulnerable to the FBI or some idiot local cop getting lucky.

Harry assured Hillary that he would remove any suspicion of her participation and only unmarked paths would be used and she would never be vulnerable.

Like a handful of matches, ready to burn, the Harry men broke off from the Clinton men as they were all about exhausted from drinking Harry's expensive booze and flirting with the young house maid.  

But it was too late for the Clinton gang, Harry's men pulled their pistols and the empty cartridge cases starting hitting the ground and stone steps around them in the garden, tinkling to the ground, giant heaps of automatic spent casings were everywhere and the Clinton men were dead.  The bullets had sheared through their flesh, smashing and splintering bones as they hit the ground but the army of bullets kept coming and the five Clinton men never had a chance.

The young house maid walked up to each of the Clinton men now dead with a .22 caliber pistol in her hand and shot each of the five Clinton men in the head. 

The shooting, the atrocity didn't even cause Hillary to blink as she had been tainted by slaughter going back years from down south.  The Dixie chick had no inwardly marked soul or fevered dreams she was distinguished as a Clinton as Harry promoted a smile in her direction and with a final smile, shot her as she protested as Harry leaned down and kissed her goodbye.

She was merely groaning and Harry's orders had been to gut shoot her and let her bleed out groaning and quivering and gasping for air she was trying to talk.

"Who paid you Harry?"  nearly slayed she slumped down to the patio and held herself up with her right hand, blood dripping south onto the stone.

She was trembling but refused to die or ask for help and she mocked Harry as her bones were turning to mud and vomit dripping.

"Who paid you to torture me Harry?"  as the African brothers walked up to Harry's side without making a sound and dropped off two large suitcases.

The lady that spent her life intoxicating others with her words could barely speak even though her eye's looked like she wanted to shout.  Hillary never gave any justice, compassion or freedom to other people and wanted people around her to believe what she believed which was always a lie.  

Hillary was all about cash and profit, personal advantage and political power and no civilization was required only barbarism for absolute power.  She had always smiled at being called a socialist, which was a Barack Obama pussy her mind, she was a communist in the ranks of Stalin and intended to break the United States.

Slowly she smiled, transcribing some message to Harry without words, abandoning her life slowly she spit on his shoes as the fatigue of the gun shot was creating that emptiness before death.

There were no screams but her hysterical laughter was disturbing to Harry as the house maid walked up behind him with her .22 caliber cocked and ready.  She would fire one bullet into Harry's head as he evoked some ancient sound before he hit the ground dead.

Hillary looked up to the maid "Good girl Abedin."  "Good Girl."

It was now very late and Bill Clinton was tired and had too much to drink so he saved his fictional story on his computer and turned it off.

Quite different Bill thought to himself as the late night writing was the only way to fight back against his depression.  George Bush painted and Bill Clinton wrote stupid fictional stories in the middle of the night.

He always made the soiled wife, Hillary Clinton, the evil one for no particular purpose except his slow moving drunken brain was having fun, and after all having fun was the whole point of life.

His next story would again include Monica as he pressed his lips against his whiskey glass and took the last gulp.

Bill wondered what Hillary would be doing tomorrow?






















Sunday, December 28, 2014

Black Liberation Riots Remind Many of RFK and LBJ lies from the 1960's Not to worry, the GOP won't do much but in 2016 all the rules change, all of them. The Negro, after decades of welfare, stealing, shooting, play station gaming, drug dealing, and eating prison food wonder why they get shot up by the cops.

At a recent civil unrest protest the Negro's shouted " If you ain't black then you don't need to be talking." which is of course comical as we paid for their food, housing, medical care, housing and even the low cost bus ride to the protest.  

The worthless Negro has a lot to say but nobody is listening.  The main stream media looks for the flames, overturned police cars and maybe a shooting but that's all for ratings.  The real Negro message goes way back.  Give us stuff because our dead relatives might of been slaves.  Now, only 8% of the whites owned any slaves at all but 100% of whites are paying for the problem.  The Civil War killed hundreds of thousands and Abraham Lincoln wanted to ship them all back to Africa, really.  Wonders like progressive Woodrow Wilson hated the blacks and loved the idea of segregation.  Bill and Hillary Clinton have been feeding off the Negro's forever and now the black guy Barack Obama made it into a sport.  Give them money, shut up, go down the road.

The political elite have a major problem because the dumb Negro is starting to catch on to the plantation game.  The first, almost black president did nothing to help the poor and now the blacks are poorer and being replaced by wetbacks crossing the borders by the millions. 

Barack Obama, Eric Holder, Bill De Blasio, Hillary Clinton, Sharpton, Farrakhan, Jackson and others have sparked another Negro Unrest problem in America while continuing to promise the worthless more and more free taxpayer funded gifts and handouts. 

As the middle class has removed most of the power of the radical Obama you can expect several surprises during the new congress.  Not to worry, the GOP won't do much but in 2016 all the rules change, all of them.  

The Negro, after decades of welfare, stealing, shooting, play station gaming, drug dealing, and eating prison food wonder why they get shot up by the cops.  

They are not stupid per say but they are very dumb about a lot of things.  The blacks are mad at the cops but the DNC made all the rules that the cops follow.  Yes, they continue to vote Democratic because they want free stuff and of course the DNC is trying to kill off the entire Negro race, aborting about 300,000 Negro's last year alone. 

The Negro rioters do not understand (dumb) that the government is using them to force social change and if it may kill a few hundred thousand of them, so be it.

So, we don't intend to stop talking as long as you eat our food and fill up our jails and burn our American flag.  If you want us to stop talking, black men need to stop having baby's and take care of the ones they have.  The black women are laying around having more baby's, eating welfare food and provide little effort to raising their children.

If you go back, way before 1964 and RFK, LBJ and all the others The Black Community was poor but proud.  We prayed to the same GOD, remember.  The young black males literally  do nothing and plan on doing nothing. They are trouble in school, enjoy a life of street crime, tuck a gun in the pants, use drugs, steal T.V."s and will never read a book or start a business.  No, we're not going to be quite about the truth and Obama's America. 








Wednesday, December 24, 2014

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. 

Thursday, November 6, 2014

With a gun in his right hand Andy Dalton moved past the last railroad car and walked closer to the passenger station. It was lightly raining but there was a fog that made the street lamps glow brighter in the dark.

With a gun in his right hand Andy Dalton moved past the last railroad car and walked closer to the passenger station.  It was lightly raining but there was a fog that made the street lamps glow brighter in the dark.  His eyes caught a glimpse of his target so he hung closer to the ground as he continued his approach.  Andy didn't care much about law and order anymore he just wanted to put out the hopeless fire inside him after his wife had been killed.  He had been on the trail of this bastard for weeks now but every close encounter was a false lure and he had never been this close.

Even in the wet darkness Andy Dalton watched as the black man moved again, maybe he was leaving the railroad passenger station and moving outside into the dangerous darkness.  Andy crouched down into the mud puddle on his knees to make himself as small as possible.  The shadows would hide him and the light rain covered any noise he might make so he waited by the pony tied up only five feet away.

The black man was now standing on the wooden plank walkway and was looking around as if he was looking for another victim as Andy backed away further from the pony now shifting around a little too much.


Andy Dalton could now see the Wells Fargo saddlebag that was reported to be full of gold that belonged to Andy a long time ago.  His hard riding was about to pay off as Andy Dalton leveled his pistol for the shot that would change everything back to better times.

Andy didn't see the black man draw his pistol, the volley of rapid shots filled the night air with noise and fire and Andy fell back and struggled to stay low and move at the same time.  The black killer was moving now, Andy could see the black man's badge shine under the lamps and he knew the Secret Service Agent had fired and moved to be lost again in the darkness.

Andy was hiding behind the corner of a sturdy wooden water trough before he fired his first shot and the black target running in the black darkness made it almost impossible to aim at anything except the last shadow Andy could remember.

He heard the saddlebag gold rattle, just a little noise was more than enough as Andy stood up and fanned his pistol for rapid fire and he emptied his gun and fell back behind the water trough.

There was nothing.  No return fire from the black agent and even the pony fell silent as he had been shot dead, now laying in the cold mud of the street.

History repeats itself was all Andy could think as he re-loaded his pistol with the six shots that would be needed but too late for Andy.

The black gunslinger was standing not three steps away, looking down on Andy with that gold tooth smile and his pistol pointing at Andy's head.

The killer spoke slowly and made sure Andy heard every word, "we don't vote out here" Andy could here the Secret Service Agent pull back the hammer on his pistol " we always use executive orders as we're the only law".

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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

The New York Times President Kidnapped Mexican Soldiers Border Riots Armed Conflict Obama Illegal Aliens Mexican Border Shots Fired Sheriff Mexican Army The President didn't see the border patrol special agent pull out his pistol let alone point his service pistol toward the secret service agent standing next to the President. Open Borders - Mexican Border - Illegal Aliens - DHS Department of Homeland Security - Secret Service Agents - Pistol Shots - Assassination Attempt - Kidnapping - Wetbacks - Fast and Furious - Shots Fired - U.S. Marines - Mexican Army - Cuban - Cuba - North Korea - Russia - Putin - Russian Special Forces - Drugs - Cartel - Immigration - Secrets - Congress - War - U.S.President - Immigrant Children - ObamaCare - Welfare - Food Stamps - Border Patrol - Invasion - Secret Training Camps -

Open Borders - Mexican Border - Illegal Aliens - DHS Department of Homeland Security - Secret Service Agents - Pistol Shots - Assassination Attempt - Kidnapping - Wetbacks - Fast and Furious - Shots Fired - U.S. Marines - Mexican Army - Cuban - Cuba - North Korea - Russia - Putin - Russian Special Forces - Drugs - Cartel - Immigration - Secrets - Congress - War - U.S.President - Immigrant Children - ObamaCare - Welfare - Food Stamps - Border Patrol - Invasion - Secret Training Camps - The President didn't see the border patrol special agent pull out his pistol let alone point his service pistol toward the secret service agent standing next to the President.  Maybe it was a Mexican Death Squad, maybe it was treason against the President, maybe it was payback?


The president of the United States held the powerful glasses and scanned the Mexican border.  His job today was to pretend to care about the American southern border and his pictures to hit the five o'clock T.V. news and cable channels. The President looked at the rusting American fence and watched as young Mexicans crossed the border, girls and boys, youngsters to say the least. 

He was within five or six hundred feet of the border fence south of San Diego standing with the border patrol special agent that was pointing to the left to point the president without saying a word.

The president scanned left and noticed near the hills another group of illegal immigrants crossing into America without proper DHS or ICE documents or authorization.

It was like watching smugglers sneak across the border but his vigil was about over and he put down the heavy military style high powered binoculars.

The President had been on that little dusty and dry hill for about two hours and watched hundreds of illegal aliens cross the border.  He sounded disturbed but way down deep inside, that silent place that only God could hear he was smiling and laughing.

Cautiously the President turned and noticed the sound that was becoming louder and louder.  It was still dim but the President could see the faint outline of a U.S. Military helicopter approaching from the West and he was sure it was his secret service boys and his ride home.

The President didn't see the border patrol special agent pull out his pistol let alone point his service pistol toward the secret service agent standing next to the President. 

But he did see the yellow fire coming out of the agents barrel as his secret service fell backwards in a not so graceful arc to the dirt and gravel. 

The U.S. border patrol special agent assigned to the president fired a second shot and before the fire left the end of his pistol barrel secret service agents were running toward the president through the small bushes and around the cactus like they were playing soccer.

The Military type helicopter closing fast was American made and had been given to the Mexican government who had sold it to a Mexican drug cartel only three days before.

Maybe two hundred yards away, maybe less, the helicopter armed with .50 caliber twin machine guns laid down heavy fire on the presidential caravan of vehicles and special secret service agents.

The president heard the "plop" but did not recognize the sound but he felt the concussion of the blast and the ball of white hot fire rose into the sky as the blast waves knocked him down as the remaining special secret service agents raced toward him again.

Another "Plop" quickly followed and the president noticed there was more than one helicopter and they were all firing their weapons. 

It looked like a god damn invasion the president thought as somewhere to his left the U.S. Marine forces were firing at the Mexican helicopters and causing a great deal of damage with their .50 caliber machine guns and sniper rifles. 

They were close to the ocean, maybe a mile at most but the president didn't know that Mexican military officers were moving at sea on fast boats and were leading their Mexican army soldiers ashore. 

The Mexican landing craft rocked and rolled as they broke through the shore waves and it would be found out later that thousands of Mexican Army troops were being landed at just this one location.

The U.S. border patrol special agent had only fired two shots but two men were down and most likely dead but knelt down on one knee leaning against the President of the United States.

"Stay down" was the only words spoken but the border patrol agent pointed his pistol at the president leg to make his instructions clear.
The U.S. border patrol agent pointed his pistol toward the sea motioning the President to look West,  "Watch Mr. President"  "Despite Your Border"  "We're returning your guns"  The border agent was alert but he knew most of the American guards had been killed and he was sitting on the President.  He revealed a pack of cheap foreign cigarettes, made in Cuba, and with his eager hands placed a brown cigarette on his lips and lit it up.

The U.S. secret service drunks were done for when the first helicopter showed up.  They had stayed up too late and partied too long last night and their slow reaction time revealed poor leadership and their own deaths.

The U.S. Marines, armed to the teeth, shot down three of the nine Mexican helicopters but they were forced back and away from the President of the United States taking heavy casualties.  Dozens were killed and a hundred or so were wounded and lay dying on the ground.

But the drama was far from complete and the lonely President was now stretched out on the dirt with his face down and other men, in a hurry, cuffed the bastard, placed a black cloth bag over his head.

There were a few keen-eyed secret service agents and a U.S. Marine private laying low behind some rocks maybe 75 to 100 yards East and they watched as the Mexican helicopter landed and the invaders in black clothing tied up the President of the United States.

With military precision the secret service agents made plans and it didn't have anything to do with arresting people.  They stayed in their hidden position but they had a rifle and each of the seven men had .9 millimeter pistols.

The senior secret service agent had just been recently assigned to the President so he was just about the only sober bastard in the group.  "A lot of desert to cross men." was all he said but they were ready to go.

They had no way of knowing but the Mexican Army had crossed the border, made several landings at sea and were carrying North Korean and Russian weapons supplied by the Presidents best new friend, Putin.

In the lonely places on the southern border the Mexicans and illegal's had been digging holes and burying guns and ammunitions for almost three years.  Most of the gun runners were children because they had noticed that the President of the United States always wanted to help the children so passage was simple at night.

The Mexicans came and they came hard across the desert, on the sea shores and came down from their hidden camps on the mountains.

The stupid Americans had debated immigration so long it gave the Mexican government years to move guns, ammunition, medical supplies and food and when they got caught the Americans thought it was drug dealers.
There would be many new names in the American history books as the Mexican army divisions started to cross the American border.  Their forward recon's and guards moved across dozens of points and killed everything that moved.  Chula Vista California would go into the history books as three thousand Mexican Marines stood their ground on Pee Vee road and killed hundreds of U.S. Marines who didn't have ammunition for their weapons.

Even in places with fewer numbers the Mexican Marines, trained in Cuba, armed by North Korea and Russia moved on Nestor California and burnt the town to the ground.

Nobody was sure at the time but the President of the United States was transported to Nestor or Imperial Beach, they suspected by Russian special forces but it was night now and all the roads and fields were full of Mexican troops and good intelligence was impossible.

Russian Special Forces in some numbers were stationed inside the Emery schoolhouse and operated the command center from the top floor looking out over the three roads that would carry more Mexican troops. It was also the place where the U.S. built Mexican helicopter landed on the pavement and handed over the President of the United States to the Russian Special Forces.

The Russian military vehicle rolled to a stop next to the helicopter and took hold of the hooded President and tossed him inside.

The Mexican helicopter had arrived about thirty minutes late as they had to fend off a small attack by agents of the secret service and one hard ass kid Marine.  They had killed the attackers but it took a while.


The Russian Colonel "I'm in a hurry!"  "Yes, that's good news."  The handcuffed President could hear three oriental voices, North Korean, maybe Chinese he wasn't sure but he could smell the ocean he thought and under the cover of darkness the Russian Special Forces would load up the President on a small boat and take him twelve miles out to sea, to be loaded on a Russian submarine and return under cover of darkness to the bloody American soil and the little border war that would change the world forever.




“The rising crisis at the border is the direct and predictable result of actions taken by President Obama. He and his Administration have announced to the world that they will not enforce America’s immigration laws, and have emphasized in particular that foreign youth will be exempted from these laws. The world has heard the President’s call, and illegal immigrants are pouring across the border in pursuit of his promised amnesty. President Obama is responsible for this calamity, and only by declaring to the world that our border is no longer open—and that the law will be restored—can this emergency be stopped.

This is critically necessary for humanitarian reasons: it is simply wrong for the President to continue incentivizing youth and their families to undertake these perilous treks. Nor can the U.S. afford the costs associated with ‘resettling’ these arrivals, estimated by the White House to reach nearly $2.3 billion next year alone. Adding to the incentive, politicians in both parties have promised citizenship for anyone in the world who arrives illegally in the country by a certain age. The first overriding goal must always be to reduce lawlessness, not incentivize it.

The New York Times similarly reported that the knowledge of non-enforcement in the U.S. is leading to the surge in illegality: ‘back home in Central America people have heard that those who make it to American soil have a good chance of staying.’ The Obama administration may as well hang a sign saying ‘open’ across the U.S. border. Only when the President publicly and firmly declares that illegal immigration will no longer be tolerated will the crisis he created come to an end.  Unfortunately, it appears the President remains more interested in encouraging lawlessness than preventing it.”


BACKGROUND:

Reuters reported that “[t]ens of thousands of children unaccompanied by parents or relatives are flooding across the southern U.S. border illegally and that “the flow is expected to grow.” They project an increase of more than two thousand percent—from 6,000 in 2011 to almost 130,000 in 2015. Politico writes that: “White House estimates show that the projected costs of caring for and resettling child migrants from Central America could reach $2.28 billion next year—well over double what the administration asked for in its 2015 budget just months ago.”

The New York Times reported:

“With detention facilities, asylum offices and immigration courts overwhelmed, enough migrants have been released temporarily in the United States that back home in Central America people have heard that those who make it to American soil have a good chance of staying. ‘Word has gotten out that we’re giving people permission and walking them out the door,’ said Chris Cabrera, a Border Patrol agent who is vice president of the local of the National Border Patrol Council, the agents’ union. ‘So they’re coming across in droves.’