Obama, the Middle East, and Israel Part Four - Sleight-of-Hand

I just received the shock of my life, and it fits right into what I was planning to put in today's post. The intelligence world is a game of sleight-of-hand. Watch the following forty-five seconds while John McLaughlin demonstrates on the following video (from 9:25):

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w06I6_aTuHc

 

Nowhere is that sleight-of-hand more apparent than in the Middle East. Things are never what they appear to be in that part of the world. Remember when the Jordanian pilot was burned alive? I remember it vividly. Someone sent me the clip, with no commentary. I had no idea what I was about to see. It was cued up to the crucial moment. I watched him burn alive. It was horrific. The screams were gut-wrenching. I had nightmares for weeks. I mean, how could anyone see something so ghastly and not have nightmares? I watched a man burn to death.

 

Or so I thought:

 

http://www.thomaswictor.com/the-jordanian-pilot-was-not-burned-to-death/

 

When referring to various pieces of "Palestinian" propaganda, that is what we who defend Israel refer to as "Pallywood", only this was far more effective than anything I have ever seen out of Hamas. I was ready kill everyone: The person who sent me the link without warning me as to what I was about to view, as well as anyone I thought might remotely be associated with the Islamic State. Well done.

 

Now to today's topic. Something else happened in 2009 while Americans were distracted with Barry's socialist health program, "Obamacare". Three days into his first term he signed an order closing all CIA detention facilities, and at the end of the year Camp Bucca was shut down. All of the detainees were released. Among the prisoners was Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, who was to become "Caliph Ibrahim", the leader of the Islamic State.

 

On May 1st, 2011, Barry made a stunning announcement: Osama bin Laden was dead. I think everyone in America threw a party. Someone in the intelligence community may have seen it coming, but that night no one had any idea what was about to be unleashed upon the world. Three days later, the future "Caliph" struck in Hilla, Iraq, and by August his terror was in full swing.

 

The question on everyone's mind is: Did bin Laden's death pave the way for the Islamic State? Obviously, the answer is yes, but the follow-up question is far more complex: Did Barry wittingly pave the way for ISIS? I think the answer to that question is both yes and no.

 

Barry is not a strategist. That much is clear. But Barry has an agenda. That much is also clear. Let us review. What was one of the first things he did upon assuming office? His infamous "Apology Tour", where he told the Arab world how terrible America is and how wonderful Islam is. More on this next time, when will I delve into his family history and address the Megyn Kelly dispute over whether or not he is Moslem, but Barry's disdain for America has been plain from Day One. He has done little-to-nothing about terrorism, and we now know he has not only had the intelligence community "cooking" data on ISIS but has actually inhibited their ability to do their jobs. He has downplayed terrorist attacks on our soil, calling them "workplace violence", or attributing them to the availability of guns, he refuses to say the words "Islamic terrorism", and his so-called war on the Islamic State is a joke, as anyone who has ever been in the military can attest.

 

I am trying to keep these posts brief so that readers will not become inundated and lose interest. Our country's future is far too important for me not to get the message out. So, next time I am going to go back to the beginning and discuss Barry's lineage and show how it relates to his decision-making process. I will then tie it in to everything I have said thus far.

 

Meanwhile, where am I going with this series? There was a movie years ago, starring Wesley Snipes, called "Murder at 1600". Great movie. Unfortunately, we are there. Ever see the television series "24"? An entire season was devoted to a plot where the President himself was the traitor.

 

Unfortunately, we are there.

Obama, the Middle East, and Israel Part Three - Camp Chapman

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am extremely passionate about this particular post, so for the first time ever in my blog I am posting a language warning.)

 

I want to start out of chronological order, because this subject has been on my mind for years. Actually, it has infuriated me for years! On December 30, 2009, a CIA facility in Afghanistan was attacked by an homicide bomber. Most people likely shook their heads and moved on to the latest episode of "The Simpsons", but the back story has bothered me from the start.

 

Humam Khalil Abu-Mulal al-Balawi was a Jordanian physician who blogged in his spare time. Eventually he attracted the attention of Jordanian officials, who detained him. They interrogated al-Balawi for three days, after which they told CIA that al-Balawi had been turned. THREE. DAYS. CIA sent him "undercover" to Waziristan, where al-Qaeda had its headquarters, and "managed" him throughout 2009, losing him for three months. No one heard from al-Balawi during that time (they began to believe he had been killed), but eventually he turned up and said he had successfully infiltrated al-Qaeda. He even had video proving he had been with Ayman al-Zawahiri.

 

BULLSHIT!

 

THAT

DOES

NOT

FUCKING

HAPPEN!

 

I know for a FACT from reading CIA sources over these many years that it takes at least ten years to infiltrate to that level. No one just wanders in and says, "Here I am!", and has dinner with the head of al-Qaeda. NO ONE! But, according to the story, CIA bought what Dr. al-Balawi was selling and they sent him to Camp Chapman, where the bin Laden Task Force had set up a command post, so that he could relay all of the "intelligence" he had gathered. To make matters worse, CIA agreed to allow him to pass through not one, not two, but three security checkpoints without being stopped as a sign of "respect".

 

Do you call that "security"? In what world does the intelligence community do something so insane? I do not give a FUCK if he took the American citizenship oath! This "lapse" is the craziest thing I have ever heard. At any rate, when he arrived he detonated the explosives he had attached to himself, killing nine people (seven of whom were CIA).

 

One of those people was Jennifer Matthews.

 

She, like myself, had been on a tear since 9/11. She wanted bin Laden with a passion that was unrivaled by anyone, and I find the timing of her death to be highly suspicious for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the incredible "intelligence failure" that led to it. It just makes no sense. First, Barry was not the least bit concerned with finding bin Laden, so CIA certainly could not have been under so much pressure that they violated all of their own protocols for the sake of one asset. Second, CIA underwent a series of changes in station chiefs between 2009 and the time we "got" bin Laden, for highly questionable reasons. In one case, Pakistan "outed" the identity of one, which is just not done. It is just flat not done. In another, the Obama administration "accidently" revealed the Afghanistan station chief's cover. Something else was going on within CIA. I wish I knew what it was, but I smell something extremely nefarious. Maybe efforts to prevent CIA from getting bin Laden? Knowing Barry, that would not surprise me in the slightest, especially since I think the entire story of our "getting" him stinks to high heaven, a subject I will cover in my next post.

 

LINKS:

 

Camp Chapman:

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Chapman_attack

 

Manhunt: The Search for bin Laden (see 1:22:20):

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w06I6_aTuHc

 



Obama, the Middle East, and Israel, Part Two

For many years I worked in the field of security in various jobs both uniformed and plain-clothes. It was not long before the director of security for my company planted me behind a desk. Not because I had done anything wrong, but because he discovered that he could hand me a stack of printouts and using nothing but paperwork I could tell him where the threats lay. I had zero training for that position. It was sheer instinct on my part, and those instincts have been invaluable to me in the past fourteen years.

 

When I was young, Robert Ludlum was my favorite author. He could not write books fast enough for me. What I did not realize was that I was unwittingly preparing myself for the post-9/11 world. Many authors spread their knowledge and expertise through fiction, because fiction is easy to read and entertaining. So I was gaining knowledge I did not know I had, which became invaluable. Readers will see what I mean as I go through this series.

 

After I decided to turn to Israel, I stumbled around at first. I did not know exactly what to study, nor in what order. A few months into the process, I was reading a book while on a break sitting in a restaurant. A man next to me saw what I was reading and held up a book of his own (he had a stack in front of him). He asked if I had ever read that author, I looked, and replied in the negative. He handed the book to me and assured me I would love it.

 

I did.

 

The author was Vince Flynn, who was an expert on the Middle East (unfortunately we lost him a few years ago). I devoured that book, and proceeded to go through every book he had written. For the first time I had a glimpse into the inner workings of that region (soon thereafter I discovered Joel C. Rosenberg). Meanwhile, I was watching interviews with so-called experts and slowly gaining a sense of who knew what he was talking about. I was also reading various books on terrorism, I was trying to learn the history of Israel (which is replete with terrorism long before she became a state), and I was trying to trace all of the plethora of terror networks in the Middle East (I later discovered this was a waste of time; the reason will become obvious).

 

And then I read one book that set me on the right track. You see, until you understand the background of the region - the entire history, all of that stuff we ignored in school - it is impossible to comprehend the Middle East. It simply cannot be done. The book was "A Durable Peace", by Israeli Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu. My regular readers know I consider him to be my unofficial mentor because of everything I have learned from him over the years, but this one book is what pointed me in the right direction. His writing style is quite easy to follow, and he puts things into an historical perspective like nothing else I have read. I would encourage everyone interested in the subject to read it.

 

The problem is, while I listened to (then) Mr. Netanyahu whenever he was interviewed, I was not hearing him. He warned us. He warned us repeatedly. He warned us urgently, to the point people thought he was delusional. I have always respected him, ever since I first heard him interviewed decades ago. But I, like most Americans, had that pre-Pearl Harbor mentality that said, "We are untouchable. We are over here. That is all over there." Even the 1993 WTC bombing did not faze me. Yes, it was terrible, as was Timothy McVeigh, but isolated incidents like that are easy to rationalize and that is precisely what I (and just about everyone else) did. Another fatal error, literally.

 

But, there was still one piece of the puzzle left to put into place before I was in a position to begin understanding the world I was now seeing:

 

Islam.

 

Like most Americans, I knew nothing about it. I knew there were things called "mosques". I knew some guy called a "Grand Mufti" participated in the "Final Solution" (although who can pronounce Arabic names, never mind spell them), I knew of Louis Farrakhan (but he is a nut), I knew of the Black Panther Party (but they are just a bunch of thugs). And that was about it. I was completely oblivious to the teachings of Mohammed. I had no clue as to Islam's ideology. I had no idea what is done inside of a mosque.

 

However, I began hearing isolated voices. People like Pamela Gellar, Walid Shoebat, and Tommy Robinson. By now I was constantly on social media, and I became acquainted with MEMRI, who provides clips translated from the Arabic giving the world a glimpse inside of the Islamic world. I began subscribing to various newsletters that covered the Middle East. I began seeing verses posted on the Internet here and there from the Koran. From what little I was being shown, I resisted reading the Koran at first because it sounded like the last thing in the world I wanted to put into my mind, until someone said Thomas Jefferson had stated the Koran was so dangerous that every American should read it. So, reluctantly, I broke down and obtained a Koran.

 

With that as a backdrop, in my next post I will begin applying the knowledge I acquired to specific events which have occurred over the past seven years. I was to learn much more throughout the Obama administration, but I wanted to set the scene before launching into specific events, what I know about them, and why I know those things. As I explained in Part One, the purpose of this series is not just to repeat assertions I have made and introduce new ones I have acquired in the past week. I wanted to lay the foundation so that readers know I am not just picking up a newspaper and expounding out of thin air. Now I am ready to get to the "meat".

Obama, the Middle East, and Israel, Part One

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I always separate Israel from the Middle East in discussions, as the Arab world is completely different from the lone democracy in that region.)

 

An interesting discussion erupted on Twitter recently, prompting this latest post. The topic was the Middle East and, as one tweeter put it, everyone has a theory. The difficulty is finding a theorist who has a credible one and who can support that theory with factual information. Over the course of this and my previous blog I have addressed the Obama administration's policies and its nefarious intentions. Information came to me recently that has me deeply disturbed. I have stayed up at night mulling over everything I know to date, and have shed many tears. In this posting I am going to attempt to outline my concerns in a way every reader can follow, incorporating my previous writings in hopes of helping people to see the picture I do.

 

It is difficult to articulate everything that is on my mind because I have so many areas of study. As a result, in brief conversations (whether verbal or on social media) it is easy for someone to think I am off on a particular tangent when in fact I have several things going on simultaneously. I hope to clarify some of that here.

 

First, a little background. I started reading about the intelligence community when I was a teenager. I thought it was romantically intriguing, and fantasized about becoming a CIA agent. Looking back, I am glad I did not; while I am a loner it is still an extremely lonely, draining life. As I got older, I developed a fascination with Mossad. Their professionalism was awe-inspiring. But since I was a child of the Cold War era, the one group I never wanted to learn about was the KGB. Until recently.

 

Over the years, I made many mistakes (and will continue to do so, although hopefully not as often). One of the biggest mistakes I made was taking incidents in the world one-by-one. By that I mean I would hear of a bombing in Beirut, become angry, watch to see what happened, and then move on. Then I would hear of the next bombing, become angry, watch to see what happened, and then move on. And the next. And so on. I never thought of the world as being a jigsaw puzzle. I just looked at one piece until I was done with it, and then put it away. No intelligence officer would ever do such a thing, but I never had any professional training so I did not know any better. Until recently.

 

All of that changed on 9/11. As I began to emerge from the fog, I realized I had missed all of the warning signs, and they were legion. I looked back at news reports I had dismissed. (Burkas, Buddha statues; I mean, who cares? It's the Middle East. They are barbarians. What else do you expect?) Although I knew the first plane was no accident, when the second plane hit I began trying to figure out who was attacking us and the only thing I knew for certain was it was not the Japanese this time. (Go ahead and laugh.) When Jon Scott, within 50 seconds, mentioned Osama bin Laden, I thought "You mean the guy sitting on rocks making idiotic videos about taking down the 'Great Satan'? That guy? The one living in a cave? HIM?!" I had dismissed all of it. Fatal error, literally.

 

Meanwhile, Bush attempted to deal with the new "War on Terror", but almost immediately I saw things that horrified me such as people in Arab garb in the Oval Office. The most ridiculous, though, was the new Department of Homeland Security. They put up a neat little color-coded chart, which Tom Ridge trotted out proudly, and the next thing I knew we were being inundated with terror alerts. "FBI warns terrorists might target bridges." "FBI warns terrorists might target nuclear plants." "FBI warns terrorists might target water reservoirs." "FBI warns terrorists might pack motel rooms with explosives." I thought, what are we doing? What do you expect us to do? Call Homeland Security every time we see an Arab near a bridge? Maybe we should all hide under our beds! But no, we cannot do that because the apartment below us might be packed with explosives!

 

It was clear to me we had no idea what we were doing, and one day I got a hare-brained idea. I thought, "You know, if we want to know how to deal with terrorism, we might want to go to the people who deal with it every day. Israel!" Alas, I did not have the phone number to the Director of Mossad, so I decided to begin studying. In my next installment I will discuss what I have learned over the past fourteen years so I can explain my take on the current world picture.

I Have Been Wrong for Years

Life is a journey. I say and do what I believe to be right but I am human, and sometimes I do not have all of the information necessary to make the right decision(s).

Just a few days ago, I got into a rip-roaring argument on Twitter with someone who swore Al Aqsa should be demolished. I told him he was crazy. I have had such arguments in the past with others who demanded the "Palestinians" be expelled from Eretz Yisrael. I said that is ethnic-cleansing, and Jews especially would not and should not engage in it.

I was wrong.

As a former Christian, I am studying Judaism to complete the process of a formal conversion. Part of that study is learning the mitzvot, the 613 commandments HaShem gave to us. Yesterday, I learned what is wrong in Israel (and what was wrong with my thinking).

After the Six-Day War, Israel made a peace treaty with Jordan. Part of that agreement was that Israel would keep Jews from "defiling" Al Aqsa, and for decades Israel has tried to maintain the "status quo" that was agreed to at the time. I have defended that legally-binding agreement repeatedly.

I was wrong.

And so is Israel.

The treaty should never have been made.

Negative mitzvah 48: "You shall not make a treaty with them [the Seven Nations]".

Negative mitzvah 51: "They shall not dwell in your land lest they make you sin against Me".

Without going into a rabbinical lecture, the bottom line is this: Pagans are not to be a part of Israel, and certainly not a part of God's Temple. Period. Ever. In its effort to be "democratic", Israel has forgotten Torah, and she is paying a heavy price for that mistake. How to correct it? The first thing Israel would have to do is tear up the treaty, which would almost certainly bring war. If it did not, the next step would.

Expel the "Palestinians". Deport them. I am not even hinting at genocide. I am simply saying they need to be removed from Eretz Yisrael. Where do they go? Well, there are 22 states from which to choose.

Now, I realize no one wants the "Palestinians", but they need to be taken to the border of Israel and wished the best of luck in their new lives.

Unless, of course, someone in Israel has a diplomatic solution to finding a state agreeable to take them.

I do not have all the answers on logistics. I just know it has to be done. Get the pagans off of the Temple Mount, raze anything associated with Islam, and kick the "Palestinians" to the curb. Yes, it almost certainly means war, but Israel will prevail. When she does, she will be freed from the nightmare she has been enduring for the past century trying to get along with people who want Israel gone.

Truth and Lies

One of my "followers" on Twitter has paid me two incredible compliments that are dear to my heart, and those statements have prompted the following post.

I have many "followers" who have applauded my candor, and I thank them for that. But, there are people who run across me on Twitter who do not understand straight-forwardness, nor do they accept challenges. What those people do not understand is that I am allergic to lies. When someone approaches me with information that does not match with what I know to be true, I challenge it. If the person is able to persuade me that I am wrong, I change my assessment. However, most times people simply respond with "You are stupid!", "You are lying!", "You do not know what you are talking about!", or some variation of the above.

Let me tell everyone a little bit about myself. I grew up as an only child. I hated it. I kept begging my parents for a brother or sister, and I did not understand why they would not give me one (or more). To make matters worse, I was suffocated. They were over-protective to the point of obsession. I even got into trouble one time for giving our phone number to my school when the teacher asked for it, only to be tongue-lashed when I got home because our number was unlisted! I had absolutely no idea what my parents' problem was.

When I was 21, I went to visit my grandmother whom I had not seen in years. By this time, I had been on my own for a long time and was estranged from my parents. Soon after I arrived, she dragged out the obligatory photo albums, and while I really did not want to go through them I loved her more than anyone on Earth so I sat patiently as she went through her collection. My grandmother turned to one page and covered a photograph so that the only thing visible was someone's hands clasped in his lap. She asked me, "Don't those look just like your father's hands?" I looked and replied, "Yeah", and she uncovered the picture. I did not recognize the person, so I asked her who it was. Impatiently, she answered, "That's Mark, of course!" I said, "Mark, who?"

She gasped.

My grandmother turned white as a sheet.

She slammed the photo album shut, grabbed all of the books, stuffed them back into the coffee table, and started to turn away.

At 21, my brain worked faster than any super-computer. I demanded that she tell me who Mark was, already having a pretty good idea what her answer was going to be.

She said, "Oh, no! Your parents will kill me!"

I replied, "No, they will not, because I am going to kill them first!"

So, reluctantly, she told me what she knew of my parents' sordid past, which was not much. She only knew my father's version of events as no one in my family knew anything about my mother. The short story is they met while married to other people, fell into lust, and ran off together. It is the stuff bad Harlequin romance novels are made of, although my mother's divorce record turned out to be a fascinating read, complete with kidnapping, taking children across state lines, the FBI...everything you could want in a good mystery.

But, that day my grandmother only knew that they had met, eventually married each other, and that my father had three children by his ex-wife and one out-of-wedlock by another woman. So, I spent the following year investigating my own life. This was long before Al Gore invented the Internet, so I had to do it the old-fashioned way. Snail-mail and leg work. The results of my research do not matter. What matters is I learned how to detect the truth.

You see, I looked back on my childhood and saw a plethora of warning signs that indicated my parents were hiding something really big, but I was too young to interpret their behavior. Since my grandmother gave me what was then the shock of my life, I have learned to examine things. I have now spent 33 years as an investigator and analyst, and I have become a walking bullshit detector. I call it as soon as I smell it, and I am rarely wrong.

But, I have been wrong, and when I realize I am wrong I am willing to reassess my position. That is what analysts do. We make judgments based upon available information, and when other information comes along we reassess our previous judgment. At least, that is what a GOOD analyst does.

So, I thank my "follower" for having taken the time to give me the information I needed in order to change my assessment on a topic he and I went back-and-forth on for weeks. It was not so much my analytical ability as it was his patience, knowledge, and ability to present his facts in such a way that I was able to see what he was trying to tell me.

If only other people on social media (and in real life) had his talents.



Veteran's Day and the Homeless

I am a United States Air Force veteran. My father (deceased) was career Navy. My readers know how hard I advocate every day both for America and for Israel. My followers on Twitter know I am a relentless, no-holds-barred advocate for what I believe to be right.

Only those who pay very close attention know I am homeless.

I rarely write about it, but the fact is two years ago I was robbed of everything I had. I was in Washington, D.C., staying in a motel, preparing to take this fight public, when someone broke into it while I was at the store. Everything was gone. Identification, files, money, bank card, phone, etc. And because the number to my bank card was stored on my phone, by the time I found the number and called the company the card had been depleted. That quickly I was homeless. Now, to the casual observer, it sounds easy to recover. Pull up your bootstraps and march on, right? Well, ponder this:

You are not in the state where you reside, nor in the state where you were born. You have no identification, and no money by which to replace that identification. What do you do?

Well, it took a couple of weeks just to find a place that would pay for my birth certificate. It took two months for it to arrive by mail. I could not replace my driver's license because that cannot be done by mail, so I had to find someplace that would pay for a state ID, which took another month. Replace my social security card? Not without state ID! Get my VA identification back? Not without waiting another two months and finding yet another mailing address!

Meanwhile, what about food? Clothing? Never mind shelter. I tried the shelter routine. Here is how that works: You struggle to get things like shaving razors, snack food, and nail files. It gets cold, so you go to a shelter. Do you know what security does? THROW EVERYTHING IN THE TRASH. After all, I am homeless so necessarily I am mentally ill, drug-addicted, running from the law and homicidal (and of course the shelter does not want to attract ants). So, now I have to find the money to replace those items. No thanks.

People do not understand what it is like to be out here. They, like the security I just described, lump everyone into one category. Yes, a good majority of the people here have issues. But, some of us were just on a shoestring budget when fate struck and now we are in the black hole called "homelessness".

I did not join the Air Force for freebies. I was a starry-eyed patriot. I never even approached the VA for medical care until 30 years after my discharge. But I have to say, I resent Obama's promises to get homeless veterans off the streets by this year. Do not promise us anything unless you intend to deliver. Wednesday I cannot even take advantage of the offers restaurants are making for free meals for veterans because I still do not have my stolen VA ID replaced.

However, I know God will bring someone into my life to at least buy me a taco while I try to find a way out of this quagmire. I just hope maybe this post will open some of my reader's eyes to just how insane the situation is for hundreds of thousands of homeless veterans...and the many other non-veterans who are homeless but not insane, former felons, nor drug addicts.

So you ask, how am I online? It took months, but I saved up enough to buy a cheap laptop at Best Buy and WiFi is free in many places. I made a decision not to allow my personal circumstances to interfere with my advocacy. America and Israel are far more important than my personal comfort. So, while I cannot get paid work without an address nor a phone (nor a social security card), my work continues.

I guess I am still that starry-eyed patriot.

Happy Veteran's Day to all.