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PROBLEM

ok, so we got shenanigans goin on in the gulf, affecting
florida, louisiana and texas (for now) with the additional threat
of impending hurricane season and we got
white supremecists active along the arizona/mexico border,
using the conflict/confusion over immigration law enforcement
as an excuse to kill "spics" and we have an extremely
active earthquake area around the california/mexico border,
as well as seasonal firestorm danger...

REACTION



SOLUTION

someone SAVE US
we need military assistance/evacuations along the entire
southern edge of the country - omg, help!

Sounds just like the old formula hippy. State sponsored terror of its citizens.

Here is another dot not yet connected, but is most interesting. I expect we will never know the outcome of this, but we will see.

A Tennessee election official found dead in the trunk of his burning car.

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2010/07/19/body-tennessee-election-official-trunk-burning-car/?test=latestnews

Hippy the conflict with the *Illegal's* is a card they pull here in oz too.

Someone here started a good thread which escapes me right now about how the border in a town between the States and Canada had been tightened. When I read that thread and after the little I read on the whole Mexican issue, a smile did occur in the sense of a You tricky slime way.

Regarding the officials dragging out the Illegal people here. In oz right now we are in the middle of a federal election campaign to decide which party runs the country for the next three odd years. Sure enough, the whole *Boat People, Asylum Seeker* issue becomes a major issue used by both major party's as a key campaign point. Its rather sickening as the rulers in oz have off-shored most of the processing work. I'm a thinking that's a way to have a slight military presence in another country though. Yet I don't have anything to support my hunch.

These all add up to a formula for still trying to pull the martial law card.

Hi there WH~~~

just too much out there for me. I'm just tired of all the fear. Whatever happens will happen. For me, I need to focus on positive energy, goodness, and beauty. I'm tired of the PR and media games, and I think others are tiring too. It's all becoming more transparent and fewer are falling for all the hype.

I just want to laugh again, listen to good music, drink wine and plant my flowers and eat my veggies. I want to make LOVE not war~~ When and if it comes time to stand up I will. I will voice my discontent and challenge the status quo in my way, as I always have and will continue to do so. Sometimes subtle and obscure, sometimes with out-rage.

I really do feel people are catching on and saying NO to the BS--also creating alternative ways of beating the system and living their lives by adjusting and adapting. Flexibility is good. I see it every day in small ways, people are changing, people are talking, people are tired of BS. Those that are strong will carry on and move forward. Those asleep will fall away or be swept away.

The times they are a'changin:


The Times They Are A-Changin'

Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’