Cause there’s a much more massive gap between what was reported to us as the cost of the war as late as oh. let me see… Last Week, where the cost of the War on An Amorphous Emotion Peopled By Shadowy Dark Skinned People In Far Corners of The Empire was “set” at being somewhere more than a Trillion dollars…. and the amount that doesn’t seem to be accounted for. Which is estimated at between 5 and 8 trillion. How does 8 Trillion anything just up and piss-a-deer? I published an analogy of what a trillion dead mosquitoes would look like in one place, it would be a hill of mosquito meat about as tall as the Capitol Dome.
Perhaps one reason the money is “unaccounted” is because the accountants work for the Thieves. Such as one Richard Cheney, who recently as in a couple of days ago did another interview on NBC.
Regarding him being not responsible for the massacre of the poor known as the “response to Hurricane Katrina”. Irresponsible? yes.
NOT responsible? Hell to the no.
His company, Halliburton, from which he didn’t divest at all when he became the President of Vice, took the greatest share of the funds sent into the Magic Hole Which Makes Money Disappear. Using no-bid contracts administered by… Vice President Richard Cheney.
Halliburton, by the way, is a company organized strictly for theft. It’s what they do and they’re very good at it. I know using the word “good” while describing that particular nest of snakes (my appologies to real snakes and other reptiles) makes it Instant Oxymoron, but that’s one of the gaping holes in the Modern English Language.
They have sucked America dry and built themselves a private island resort off the coast of Dubai, UAE.
Let’s break momentarily from Trashing The Trash, in other words talking smack about the thieves, and remind our audience what the term Trillion means as opposed to Billion. When you multiply anything by a thousand, that’s when the name changes. “Mil” as in million means “a thousand” and in that case means a thousand times a thousand. A Billion is a thousand times a Million.
A Trillion is a 1,000 x 1,000, x 1,000 x 1,000. A thousand times a billion, A MILLION millions. Bill Gates had at one time 80 billion dollars in his personal stash, that’s less than 1% of a trillion.
And approximately 5 trillion is missing. The largest circulating bill in U.S. currency is the $100. Each weighs a gram. It takes ten kilograms of $100 bills to make a million dollars, and that’s the smallest physical pile of currency that would possibly make a million dollars.
It wouldn’t be like in the movies where somebody carries a briefcase full of money and it’s valued, for the sake of poetic license, as ten million bucks. Not so. Ten million would weigh about what I do, 220 pounds. You would need a suitcase so big you would have to check it at the airport, not carry on luggage, to carry ONE million and to carry a Trillion, you would need a million suitcases.
But then there’s cashless transactions. Everything done on a computer network. But who controls that computer network to the point that a Trillion or several Trillion dollars can be transferred without catching the notice of say, the World Bank, the IMF or for that matter the United States Treasury Department? What about, say, a small group of thieves like the Bush family, heavily involved, as always, in making money from the deaths of other humans? And there I go being charitable again and including the Bush and Cheney empire in the category of “humans”. The Bush family made vast fortunes in such nice and gentle businesses like Slave Trading. And, profiteering in the many wars which their soul-less and cowardly family never seems to have actually participated physically? We know from recent court evidence in a case recently struck down, by a Bush-family appointed Federal Judge, that while Prescott Bush, George H.W.’s daddy, was stationed in the very heartland of America, Fort Sill OK, along with his equally rich and spoiled Fraternity Brothers who founded the Skull and Bones society, rather than spilling their own Blue Blood on the Green Fields O’ France. While still making money selling war materiel and contracting the shipping thereof, to all sides in World War One. He did the same thing in World War Two, even after the German naviy had sunk plenty of American merchant ships including, infamously, the Reuben James which was sunk in American territorial waters. That’s the level of financial control needed to make a Trillion or more dollars disappear where even the U.S. Treasury Department isn’t going to find them. The Skull and Bones society encompasses the elites of the international banking community.
The Skull and Bones which they make the center of a Satanic ritual, belong to an American War Hero.
Something the S and B S.O.B.’s never were.
They sure have reaped the financial benefits of Others being sent to kill and die though.
Perhaps in the amount of, say, somewhere vaguely between 5 and 8 Trillion dollars worth of discrepancy in the funding of the U.S. War On Third World Peasants Who Resent Being Subjects Of Their Empire?
Instead, however, they’re threatening opponents of the Empire with imprisonment over the sum of less than 2 billionths of a percent of one trillion.
The American War Hero whose grave they robbed, and whose family the Federal Bush-Slave Judge thumbed his nose at in court over possession of their grandfathers mortal remains?
Geronimo. I’m still waiting for some of the Bush Defenders to come out with some really retarded Racist Bullshit concerning Geronimo. There WILL be one at least, their Empire thrives on the blind servitude of some Really Stupid People.
Lawless and Godless. My stomach has been in a knot all day. I remember feeling this way when we executed Saddam Hussein, by all accounts a brutal despot. We tried him in a kangaroo court, without even the courage to make the audio or transcript public, because he would have ratted us out. Then we had him summarily hung. Now I’ve no great objection to regicide, I favor it actually when imposed by public coup. At the hands of foreign invaders it’s victor’s justice, and probably deliberately criminal to humiliate the conquered. Last night a US special forces hunt and kill team shot the unarmed Osama bin Laden and others, in a fire-fight whose casualty ratio was that of a firing squad. Bin Laden’s body was immediately disposed the way we taught Argentine and Chilean death squads to do it, disappeared out over the sea. Gone, just like those famous shoes that offended George the Wretched Bush, vaporized in post-incident explosives tests it was said, not kept by any Princeton grad as talisman keepsakes, like for example the bones of Chief Geronimo, the famed Native American resistance leader whose grave was robbed by elder alum Prescott Bush to provide the skull and crossbones for which the secretive society was named. Oddly, the operation to assassinate bin Laden was called “GERONIMO.”
I hate random stream of consciousness when you can tell the author thinks they’re building to something. It’s so, so tedious. Such was my reaction to officially-described poet Elizabeth Alexander, who recited a piece she composed for the inauguration of the First Black American President. I’ll just note Alexander is a professor at Yale, the alma matter of Bush, Kerry, et al the Skull and Bones secret society.