Missouri, Up On a Tightrope
Nobody’s Opinion: The democratic machine of subterfuge started its Presidential and Congressional launch today, and once again, it seems Missouri is in the mist of it. Yep, the democrats are worried about Missouri once again. We are divided, and have been since the first battle of the Civil war happened near Kansas City, at Carthage, in July, of 1861.
Back then, the southern part of the state, the Democrats, wanted to keep their slaves, the northern part of the state, wanted to end slavery.
Missouri now, since Bill Clinton became left office, has a complete Republican loaded congress and legislature.
Matt Blunt, our governor, and Jim Talent our Senator have been strong conservative voices in Congress. They passed some pro-gun laws. And recently help pass a law to give the people in Missouri more power against the Feds, in that “We were taking over by the globalists” Supreme Court ruling on eminent domain.
The Democrats have picked the auditor Claire McCaskill, another typical Hillary clone to run against Talent for Senator.
But, I guess the polls aren’t doing so well for the Democrats…how can I tell?
Because yesterday, in the St. Louis Post Dispatch, there was a picture of Bill Clinton visiting the St. Louis Cardinals dugout in New York, in a game against the New York Mets. Come on. Bill goes to a baseball game?
Somewhere in New York, I’m sure there was another photo of Bill in the Mets dugout.
Nothing like a two for one.
Then on the NBC nightly news tonight we see Brian Williams broadcasting from St. Louis, the Arch showing behind him just to prove it. The broadcast included a horror story of a mayor here in Valley Park (a suburb) who is enforcing law against illegal immigration. They had a woman roofer whining about how terrible it was that she couldn’t hire them, and a very well fed illegal Mexican woman crying, and saying how much she loved America, and she had lived here for 6 years.
The bias was thicker than a jar of Mayonnaise.
My point being that neither Bill Clinton, nor NBC gives one iota about the show-me state of Missouri. But the two media events within hours of each other are revealing to those here, who have a memory.
In the last two Presidential elections Missouri in 2000, and Ohio in 2004: were the states that everyone was holding their breath on. There was obvious voting fraud in both states.
And despite what you may be hearing on media, the fight between the Democrats and the Republicans are very close due to the fact of how they divide the election zoning…which usually keeps the incumbent in place. So in the few states left to fight for…anything can happen, as it did in the first Bush/Gore election. And it happened here in Missouri.
And in 2000, I wrote this piece that will show, not much has changed.
.
All I can say is…Matt Blunt, a little advice from a nobody… do NOT take private planes. .
Nobody Knows; RESURRECTION (October 22, 2000)
Last week, two important events transpired within days of each other. The third and final Presidential Bush –Gore Debate, and a plane crash in the back hills of Missouri, resulting in the death of Mel Carnahan, his son Randy, and his aid, Chris Sifford. The first event, every one in the nation got to see. But the second, only the people here in Missouri got the real message of. And that message was and is: resurrection.
Just before these two events, in fact the morning before the fateful crash, two pundits were on C-span discussing the very critical importance of the election of Mel Carnahan in Missouri for the Democrats. They went so far as to predict that Gore’s Presidential run, having taken a nose-dive in the polls in recent weeks, hinged on the success of Carnahan winning over Ashcroft in Missouri.
That night, the first witness to the plane crash made some remarkable observations that were not repeated on your major news stations, like CNN, MSBN, or FOX. He said he witnessed the plane go down, he called 911, but the police were slow to get there. Even more surprising to him was the fact that the FBI got there first. Within the hour over 100 firemen had arrived. We are talking about the boonies folks. And even stranger, was that even though the bodies had not been found, the search was called off after four hours until morning. As if to say, “We know who did it. We know they are dead. Let’s go have breakfast.”
It reminded me of watching the first witnesses to Princess Diana’s accident. They saw a car, a white car, people driving away… or the cannon shots heard by at least two or more witnesses off Martha’s Vineyard the night of the JFK plane crash…or the many people who witness the missile lights striking the fated TWA 800. Catch it first, because you won’t hear them later.
By all accounts, Mel Carnahan seemed to be a nice guy. I’m sure he was deeply loved by his family. Many of his supporters were devastated by the news. My heart and prayers go out to all those that suffer in their loss. There were probably many people in Missouri that didn’t even know he was governor. But what we heard at his the funeral was nothing short of the resurrection of a saint, instead of the honoring of a state public servant.
Every local station carried the funeral for over four hours of coverage. All the local radio stations carried the message. Clinton, Hillary, Gore, Tipper, Ted Kennedy, Air Force One, and Air Force Two, were sure not to miss this…the resurrection of Mel Carnahan. For two hours this funeral was used as a shameless pontificating rally using every Democratic Party politically correct sound bite that you could stomach.
It’s one thing to honor a man; it’s another to use a funeral for the benefit of promoting a major political party desperate of losing its control over the Presidency and more seats in the Congress. One wonders just how much of that crowd was from Washington D.C. The poor locals were put behind the ropes.
Then his daughter Robin Carnahan got up, only to make a very short speech. The speech of a very carefully worded sound-bite that has been used on every station, newspaper, and probably will be written in the Bible of “Successful Sound Bites for the Coming New Millennium.” Her story was about how every morning Dad would light the fireplace before he went to work, and he would turn to her and say endearingly: “Don’t let the fire go out.” To which she replied with the obvious grief and anger she was feeling, “I’m here today to say, Dad, we promise we won’t let the fire go out.”
All I could think of was someone must have told her it was a “Right Wing Conspiracy.”
The funeral’s theme was blatantly clear. Missouri, with the death of Mel Carnahan, was in very deep trouble. It was dooms day for us all. He alone had given us all that we had. We heard about how we must really pray for poor old Missouri if he did not win the election. Never mind that he won’t be here.
We heard how his parents were teachers and how he knew every lake, pond, road, and town in Missouri…when he flew over them.
We heard how much he had done for this state, how much he loved children, and the great job he had done here in education. Strange words I thought because the last time I looked, Missouri is on the bottom of the list in test scores. They are some of the worst in the Nation. But facts are not important at a resurrection.
He also cared about minorities. Well into the afternoon we heard a black minister who poignantly recalled how Dick Gephardt and Mel Carnahan had attended his father’s funeral the pass year. How honored he was that they had attended. A Jewish woman said the last prayer.
Clinton seemed to be a good mood, saying things like “Ol Mel is up there in the sky, laughing and having a good time.” Using his slow southern charm. His mood was light. In stark contrast to the other speeches, which were almost scathing in the undertone. Then at last the tribute to his wife, a set up for how his beloved wife will take over for him. Yes, they saved that for last. It was a very well scripted funeral. Them boys in Hollywood sure earn their money. Vote. And resurrect.
This reminded me of the debate. I don’t know about you, but Al Gore looked just like a used car sales man. Saying, “Come on down, and I’ll get you the better deal, you won’t regret it. “ Or a Pentecostal Holy Rollers minister of long ago delivering the gospel in his traveling tent, preaching the ol’ time salvation to the poor farmers of Missouri, telling them the promise to heaven and resurrection is in the basket, or in Al’s case, you’re every tax dollar. He used every entertainers trick since P.T Barnum. Selling that old elixir of feel-good socialism, sure to drug you enough you’ll never know what hit ya. He even looked like he slicked his hair. He invented the internet, he inspired love story, air brushes, and he can walk on water.
So, with these two events we see the resurrection. The resurrection of none other than, Al Gore, as the savior to the country…with the help of his apostle Mel Carnahan. Governor Carnahan: who helped the blacks, (never mind that the inner city schools are worse than ever) and the unions, (by pouring millions of federal dollars into the teacher union pockets) and the sick, {tobacco settlements went to the lawyers, who promptly turned around and gave it back to the Democratic party) and all the great people of Missouri as he lovingly flew over and over and over the state. The promise of Mel’s' heaven is yours too, if you just shut up and let us tell you what to do. Vote. Resurrect.
Resurrection has been done before.
Hitler resurrected the German people up from the devastation of WWI.
It was easy. He took away the guns, took over the schools and Universities, and controlled the media. The people went willingly.
And now, the resurrection continues…under guise of “democracy.” But don’t let the name fool you. It the resurrection of a shameless, corrupt, fascist, totalitarian, government that means to control your every breath. It doesn’t mean the same as Thomas Jefferson meant. Don’t think Bill named himself William Jefferson for nothing. And don’t think for a minute that his lamenting “term limits” at the funeral was just wishful thinking. It has been bothering him a lot lately,
Remember the obvious planted question at the debate to Gore by a teacher about all us “bad” parents out there? What are you going to do with them, Mr. Gore?
We need to resurrect our brains out of mothballs folks, and take a lesson from another man who was at the first resurrection, and who warned us:
“Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.” 7:15 St. Matthew
The state back then didn’t need to crash a plane. CNN wasn’t around.
The very suspicious and timely demise of a very important key man, caught through no fault of his own, in the struggle for control of the most powerful position on earth, will never even be questioned in America. Historical precedents have been erased from all our history books. To suggest such a thing would be too “politically incorrect” for either party, or for any journalist for that matter. Why, to suggest that someone would be killed for political advantage would be considered treason now, much worse than selling nuclear secrets for election results. You would be sentenced to at least an audit.
Or worse, a resurrection.
Nobody Cares; Well, now in 2006, now Bush is President, and he seems to have implemented all that I thought the Democrats would in 2006, I would have never believed it could get worse, but it did.
But something tells me, Bill Clinton at a Cardinal Game means something, I just don’t know what.
Who knows? It might be the first battle ground again for the next civil war.
Back then, the southern part of the state, the Democrats, wanted to keep their slaves, the northern part of the state, wanted to end slavery.
Missouri now, since Bill Clinton became left office, has a complete Republican loaded congress and legislature.
Matt Blunt, our governor, and Jim Talent our Senator have been strong conservative voices in Congress. They passed some pro-gun laws. And recently help pass a law to give the people in Missouri more power against the Feds, in that “We were taking over by the globalists” Supreme Court ruling on eminent domain.
The Democrats have picked the auditor Claire McCaskill, another typical Hillary clone to run against Talent for Senator.
But, I guess the polls aren’t doing so well for the Democrats…how can I tell?
Because yesterday, in the St. Louis Post Dispatch, there was a picture of Bill Clinton visiting the St. Louis Cardinals dugout in New York, in a game against the New York Mets. Come on. Bill goes to a baseball game?
Somewhere in New York, I’m sure there was another photo of Bill in the Mets dugout.
Nothing like a two for one.
Then on the NBC nightly news tonight we see Brian Williams broadcasting from St. Louis, the Arch showing behind him just to prove it. The broadcast included a horror story of a mayor here in Valley Park (a suburb) who is enforcing law against illegal immigration. They had a woman roofer whining about how terrible it was that she couldn’t hire them, and a very well fed illegal Mexican woman crying, and saying how much she loved America, and she had lived here for 6 years.
The bias was thicker than a jar of Mayonnaise.
My point being that neither Bill Clinton, nor NBC gives one iota about the show-me state of Missouri. But the two media events within hours of each other are revealing to those here, who have a memory.
In the last two Presidential elections Missouri in 2000, and Ohio in 2004: were the states that everyone was holding their breath on. There was obvious voting fraud in both states.
And despite what you may be hearing on media, the fight between the Democrats and the Republicans are very close due to the fact of how they divide the election zoning…which usually keeps the incumbent in place. So in the few states left to fight for…anything can happen, as it did in the first Bush/Gore election. And it happened here in Missouri.
And in 2000, I wrote this piece that will show, not much has changed.
.
All I can say is…Matt Blunt, a little advice from a nobody… do NOT take private planes. .
Nobody Knows; RESURRECTION (October 22, 2000)
Last week, two important events transpired within days of each other. The third and final Presidential Bush –Gore Debate, and a plane crash in the back hills of Missouri, resulting in the death of Mel Carnahan, his son Randy, and his aid, Chris Sifford. The first event, every one in the nation got to see. But the second, only the people here in Missouri got the real message of. And that message was and is: resurrection.
Just before these two events, in fact the morning before the fateful crash, two pundits were on C-span discussing the very critical importance of the election of Mel Carnahan in Missouri for the Democrats. They went so far as to predict that Gore’s Presidential run, having taken a nose-dive in the polls in recent weeks, hinged on the success of Carnahan winning over Ashcroft in Missouri.
That night, the first witness to the plane crash made some remarkable observations that were not repeated on your major news stations, like CNN, MSBN, or FOX. He said he witnessed the plane go down, he called 911, but the police were slow to get there. Even more surprising to him was the fact that the FBI got there first. Within the hour over 100 firemen had arrived. We are talking about the boonies folks. And even stranger, was that even though the bodies had not been found, the search was called off after four hours until morning. As if to say, “We know who did it. We know they are dead. Let’s go have breakfast.”
It reminded me of watching the first witnesses to Princess Diana’s accident. They saw a car, a white car, people driving away… or the cannon shots heard by at least two or more witnesses off Martha’s Vineyard the night of the JFK plane crash…or the many people who witness the missile lights striking the fated TWA 800. Catch it first, because you won’t hear them later.
By all accounts, Mel Carnahan seemed to be a nice guy. I’m sure he was deeply loved by his family. Many of his supporters were devastated by the news. My heart and prayers go out to all those that suffer in their loss. There were probably many people in Missouri that didn’t even know he was governor. But what we heard at his the funeral was nothing short of the resurrection of a saint, instead of the honoring of a state public servant.
Every local station carried the funeral for over four hours of coverage. All the local radio stations carried the message. Clinton, Hillary, Gore, Tipper, Ted Kennedy, Air Force One, and Air Force Two, were sure not to miss this…the resurrection of Mel Carnahan. For two hours this funeral was used as a shameless pontificating rally using every Democratic Party politically correct sound bite that you could stomach.
It’s one thing to honor a man; it’s another to use a funeral for the benefit of promoting a major political party desperate of losing its control over the Presidency and more seats in the Congress. One wonders just how much of that crowd was from Washington D.C. The poor locals were put behind the ropes.
Then his daughter Robin Carnahan got up, only to make a very short speech. The speech of a very carefully worded sound-bite that has been used on every station, newspaper, and probably will be written in the Bible of “Successful Sound Bites for the Coming New Millennium.” Her story was about how every morning Dad would light the fireplace before he went to work, and he would turn to her and say endearingly: “Don’t let the fire go out.” To which she replied with the obvious grief and anger she was feeling, “I’m here today to say, Dad, we promise we won’t let the fire go out.”
All I could think of was someone must have told her it was a “Right Wing Conspiracy.”
The funeral’s theme was blatantly clear. Missouri, with the death of Mel Carnahan, was in very deep trouble. It was dooms day for us all. He alone had given us all that we had. We heard about how we must really pray for poor old Missouri if he did not win the election. Never mind that he won’t be here.
We heard how his parents were teachers and how he knew every lake, pond, road, and town in Missouri…when he flew over them.
We heard how much he had done for this state, how much he loved children, and the great job he had done here in education. Strange words I thought because the last time I looked, Missouri is on the bottom of the list in test scores. They are some of the worst in the Nation. But facts are not important at a resurrection.
He also cared about minorities. Well into the afternoon we heard a black minister who poignantly recalled how Dick Gephardt and Mel Carnahan had attended his father’s funeral the pass year. How honored he was that they had attended. A Jewish woman said the last prayer.
Clinton seemed to be a good mood, saying things like “Ol Mel is up there in the sky, laughing and having a good time.” Using his slow southern charm. His mood was light. In stark contrast to the other speeches, which were almost scathing in the undertone. Then at last the tribute to his wife, a set up for how his beloved wife will take over for him. Yes, they saved that for last. It was a very well scripted funeral. Them boys in Hollywood sure earn their money. Vote. And resurrect.
This reminded me of the debate. I don’t know about you, but Al Gore looked just like a used car sales man. Saying, “Come on down, and I’ll get you the better deal, you won’t regret it. “ Or a Pentecostal Holy Rollers minister of long ago delivering the gospel in his traveling tent, preaching the ol’ time salvation to the poor farmers of Missouri, telling them the promise to heaven and resurrection is in the basket, or in Al’s case, you’re every tax dollar. He used every entertainers trick since P.T Barnum. Selling that old elixir of feel-good socialism, sure to drug you enough you’ll never know what hit ya. He even looked like he slicked his hair. He invented the internet, he inspired love story, air brushes, and he can walk on water.
So, with these two events we see the resurrection. The resurrection of none other than, Al Gore, as the savior to the country…with the help of his apostle Mel Carnahan. Governor Carnahan: who helped the blacks, (never mind that the inner city schools are worse than ever) and the unions, (by pouring millions of federal dollars into the teacher union pockets) and the sick, {tobacco settlements went to the lawyers, who promptly turned around and gave it back to the Democratic party) and all the great people of Missouri as he lovingly flew over and over and over the state. The promise of Mel’s' heaven is yours too, if you just shut up and let us tell you what to do. Vote. Resurrect.
Resurrection has been done before.
Hitler resurrected the German people up from the devastation of WWI.
It was easy. He took away the guns, took over the schools and Universities, and controlled the media. The people went willingly.
And now, the resurrection continues…under guise of “democracy.” But don’t let the name fool you. It the resurrection of a shameless, corrupt, fascist, totalitarian, government that means to control your every breath. It doesn’t mean the same as Thomas Jefferson meant. Don’t think Bill named himself William Jefferson for nothing. And don’t think for a minute that his lamenting “term limits” at the funeral was just wishful thinking. It has been bothering him a lot lately,
Remember the obvious planted question at the debate to Gore by a teacher about all us “bad” parents out there? What are you going to do with them, Mr. Gore?
We need to resurrect our brains out of mothballs folks, and take a lesson from another man who was at the first resurrection, and who warned us:
“Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.” 7:15 St. Matthew
The state back then didn’t need to crash a plane. CNN wasn’t around.
The very suspicious and timely demise of a very important key man, caught through no fault of his own, in the struggle for control of the most powerful position on earth, will never even be questioned in America. Historical precedents have been erased from all our history books. To suggest such a thing would be too “politically incorrect” for either party, or for any journalist for that matter. Why, to suggest that someone would be killed for political advantage would be considered treason now, much worse than selling nuclear secrets for election results. You would be sentenced to at least an audit.
Or worse, a resurrection.
Nobody Cares; Well, now in 2006, now Bush is President, and he seems to have implemented all that I thought the Democrats would in 2006, I would have never believed it could get worse, but it did.
But something tells me, Bill Clinton at a Cardinal Game means something, I just don’t know what.
Who knows? It might be the first battle ground again for the next civil war.
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