Parallel Worlds: The Dilemmas of Penn State and Obama
These two cases mystify me. I just can't get my mind around them. This is not to say that the circumstances are exactly the same (though rape, cover-up, scars lasting forever-all seem similar), but rather in the manner by which the MainStreamMedia (MSM) and the protectors of the subjects, tend to focus attention away from the "real" truth, i.e. 'shoot the messenger'.
Now, we will watch as the MSM, in all probability, will support the Police and say they have no proof of McQueary's (discoverer of the heinous crime) notification. Then it's time to "cover and run." The Penn State Police, Penn State personnel, Prosecutors, Judges and plenty of unnamed sources will all line up together and change the focus. Why? Because they collectively stood by and watched these abhorrent acts happen with their knowledge, then allowed it's continuation. . . and didn't react for three years!
Similarly, in both cases, Penn State as with Obama, somebody: covered it up, allowed it to happen, and let it continue! Those who will be hiding from failures of 'Obama's vetting' will include: the MSM Correspondents, Pundits, Congressmen, Senators, Justices, Union Leaders, Political Party Chiefs, Crony Capitalists and ignorant Americans! These entities stood by and watched while a man, with no proof of American citizenship...no actual proof of significant personal history...was allowed to plunder the American economy IN PLAIN SIGHT!!
Ask yourself "How do you miss ALL the questions on a True/False test?"
The only way is "ON PURPOSE!!" How can anyone screw things up this bad?
ANSWER - ON PURPOSE!
What? We stand here watching this in the knowledge IT IS happening and everyone in the country claims the Sgt. Schultz defense, "I know nut-ting". Soon, an Elected Civil Servant, Joe Arpaio, will confirm the actual "Truth". The media will try to discredit his findings, just like it has before. But, this time the Patriots of America will be heard and the "public rape" will be uncovered and stopped.
When we are asked the question, "when did you first become aware...?" or "why didn't you notice...?" How do we respond? "Well, I thought someone else would do something. I just couldn't believe that could happen."
And then, our most brilliant, most transparent, best loved, non-president will be in another country, writing his third book, most likely entitled "How I Destroyed The United States Of America".
I can see him now, catching the last plane out (his personal jet, or Soros') and escaping prosecution by fleeing to Nigeria, setting up his own government with US Dollars he stole, and playing on his own personal golf course. Laughing, I'm sure, "what a bunch of Christian idiots....Allah, Auk-bar."
Even Chris Matthews knows Obama is about to bolt and run: he is planning nothing but his escape. Leaving Hillary to pick up the liberal pieces. Watch it closely over the next few days and weeks as people realize what was obvious, to some, all along. Jesus Christ has more recorded history than Barak Hussein Obama.
It will now become necessary for the MSM "smoke" to blind us from "truth and reason", while the minions hide from the consequences of their collective stupidity. In the Penn State case, the witnesses will be vetted until discredited, and the masses can then find comfort. But we'll try to stop that. In the case of Obama vs. America, we will always blame the Victim.
Unfortunately, the Victim is US.
EXT. CAMPFIRE NIGHT Conversation around the campfire consists of discussions, quotes, song and screenplay excerpts: thoughts "out loud". We talk about yesterday, today and tomorrow and some of the conversation finds its way to this space. (Quotes from Copyrighted materials "All For A Song", "The Facts Behind The Disappearance Of B W Lane", "A Conspiracy To Commit Liberty", together with inclusions, are used with permission and are not individually credited.)
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Part of a scene from "All For A Song"
BW, Benjamin Wells Lane, is a mid-thirties would-be songwriter and Dee is a grandmotherly type matron who owns a beach side bar in Malibu. He is trying to sell his songs; he lives in a back room of DEE'S BACKPORCH and sings in the evenings. E99 is his dog. (The name is from an earlier scene).
INT. BW'S ROOM - LATE DAY
BW walks in and slams the door. He throws his coat on the floor in anger.
BW (to himself)
That's all folks! No more kicking BW around!
He sits down on the bed with his head in his hands. E99 comes over for some attention,
but he pushes her away.
KNOCK ON THE DOOR
DEE (VO)
BW? ... You okay in there?
He just sits in the same position.
BW
Go away, I'm alright.
Dee disregards his comments and enters anyway. She comes over and sits down next to
him as he maintains the same position.
DEE
Bad day, huh?
BW (head down)
It's over ... and I lost.
DEE puts her arm around his shoulder and seeks to comfort him.
DEE
Why don't you let go of it for a minute?
BW just shakes his head.
BW
Nah, I'm through, I've had it! I quit! I'm not going to sing or
write anymore.
Dee is silent for a moment as she pats BW's shoulder. She gets somewhat more
deliberate.
DEE
BW ... I never told you about my husband Mac, did I?
BW sits silently in the same position.
DEE (cont.)
Guess I don't talk about him much, 'cause he's such a big part
of me. But I'm gonna' tell you about him now.
She gets a contented, peaceful look on her face as she remembers.
DEE (slight smile and a tear)
Mac was like you ... He was a rainbow chaser. He always said
(remembering thoughtfully) he said, "Dee, you don't lose if
you never quit."
She wipes a tear from her eye and continues.
DEE
Before he went on to be with his Maker, he told me ... and he knew
he was going, BW, (sob) he told me ... (sob) he said "Dee, I was up
last night thinking about it ... 'bout my life, 'bout all of it."
(she cries remembering it well)and he said, "Dee, I know it's over ...
and I looked at myself in the mirror ... and it all came clear to me,
(she wipes a tear) the victory wasn't a prize, the victory was the
journey."
Dee let's herself cry as BW joins her through her years of tears. He puts his arms around
her as she regains her composure and continues.
DEE
You ain't gonna' quit, neither. You get your guitar and you go sing for
those people ... and you remember what you gotta' do. Sooner or later,
we all have to look in that mirror.
They hug as BW picks up his guitar and they move toward the door.
FADE TO:
INT. DEE'S BACK PORCH - LATER
(CONTINUED)
Jump to December 2, 2011
INT. BW'S ROOM - LATE DAY
BW walks in and slams the door. He throws his coat on the floor in anger.
BW (to himself)
That's all folks! No more kicking BW around!
He sits down on the bed with his head in his hands. E99 comes over for some attention,
but he pushes her away.
KNOCK ON THE DOOR
DEE (VO)
BW? ... You okay in there?
He just sits in the same position.
BW
Go away, I'm alright.
Dee disregards his comments and enters anyway. She comes over and sits down next to
him as he maintains the same position.
DEE
Bad day, huh?
BW (head down)
It's over ... and I lost.
DEE puts her arm around his shoulder and seeks to comfort him.
DEE
Why don't you let go of it for a minute?
BW just shakes his head.
BW
Nah, I'm through, I've had it! I quit! I'm not going to sing or
write anymore.
Dee is silent for a moment as she pats BW's shoulder. She gets somewhat more
deliberate.
DEE
BW ... I never told you about my husband Mac, did I?
BW sits silently in the same position.
DEE (cont.)
Guess I don't talk about him much, 'cause he's such a big part
of me. But I'm gonna' tell you about him now.
She gets a contented, peaceful look on her face as she remembers.
DEE (slight smile and a tear)
Mac was like you ... He was a rainbow chaser. He always said
(remembering thoughtfully) he said, "Dee, you don't lose if
you never quit."
She wipes a tear from her eye and continues.
DEE
Before he went on to be with his Maker, he told me ... and he knew
he was going, BW, (sob) he told me ... (sob) he said "Dee, I was up
last night thinking about it ... 'bout my life, 'bout all of it."
(she cries remembering it well)and he said, "Dee, I know it's over ...
and I looked at myself in the mirror ... and it all came clear to me,
(she wipes a tear) the victory wasn't a prize, the victory was the
journey."
Dee let's herself cry as BW joins her through her years of tears. He puts his arms around
her as she regains her composure and continues.
DEE
You ain't gonna' quit, neither. You get your guitar and you go sing for
those people ... and you remember what you gotta' do. Sooner or later,
we all have to look in that mirror.
They hug as BW picks up his guitar and they move toward the door.
FADE TO:
INT. DEE'S BACK PORCH - LATER
(CONTINUED)
Jump to December 2, 2011
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