For me there is always a sadness associated with the closing of summer. I never enjoy Labor Day weekend which is quickly arriving. I enjoy the fanfare of the summer movies as they arrive in early May, the festivities of Memorial Day, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day and the Fourth of July all strung together over warm days and comfortable nights, gigantic firework stores and the Annual Annie Oakley Festival at the end of July. I love the adventures contained on weekends and surprising weekdays where the unknown can happen and often does. And occasionally in the middle of it all surprises like the one in the picture below occur where most of my most treasured family members are able to come together for a small blip in time for lunch. It is not often that I get personal time with the core of my family, my daughters, wife and now grandson without all the noise of other people. So when it happened recently it will go down forever as one of my most treasured moments from a summer quickly receding.
I have for all of my life been discriminated against, not for the color of my skin, my gender, my sexual preference or my religion. My discrimination has been worse and hurts far more than all of those other types combined because mine was a choice as opposed to something that one is just born in to. My discrimination is due to my choices and constitutes a rejection by many of my decisions. That discrimination is in being too good. I always have been, I always will be, and it perpetually antagonizes those who are lazy, evil, vile, malevolent, and manically manipulative to no end. Yet those types of people can be found in virtually any endeavor at every level of society. Over the years, I have developed a very thick skin to it, but the discrimination against goodness has never failed to be disappointing. And the only relief I ever get from it are occasional moments of joy from those same loved ones—those core family members—children that grew up hinging on your every word and wanting to bring those values to life with a core family unit of their own.
Evil is a very real thing and it resides in the darkest thoughts of depression, anxiety, fear, and social status whether it is the welfare recipient defending a life time of bad decisions against the flashlight of goodness as it shines attention where they intellectually and physically hide, or the social-climbing co-worker who wants to know that they are above you in the pecking order of existence by some rules made up from a flimsy institution consisting of definitions written by the most vile pen of evil seeking to blot out the lights of the world with unprecedented bureaucracy. If a person in this world wants to be a genuinely good person, they have their work cut out for them. It is at best difficult to hold against the tide of evil which flows so openly and defy its wishes because it is virtually everywhere.
During summers while baseball games are conducted, and grilling in the back yard is a common occurrence over the smell of freshly cut grass, people seem to be just a bit happier as the leaves are on the trees, flowers are in bloom and just the activity of outside conduct carves away the evil that possesses so many minds. Winter brings out the worst in people, it forces them inside alone with their thoughts which are often vile, and this causes them to stew about like a festering earthquake buckling under enormous geometric pressure. And with that conduct comes many battles with the passive aggressive types, the backstabbing that occurs just out of sheer hatred of anything good. It is irritating to witness, and much worse to deal with and for me, because I chose to go against the current—it will involve struggle, and pain, so a relaxed mind is not possible.
Warren Sapp’s mother of the great Defensive Tackle and Hall of Famer for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers football team often told her little boy growing up, that “Jesus Christ was the only perfect man ever born and they hung him on a cross—so you don’t stand a chance.” There is a lot of wisdom in that statement. For those who strive to be the best people that they can be are against literally millions upon millions who want to hang you on a metaphorical cross of some kind just because they don’t want the reminder of what kind of people they are—or who they are destined to become, their aggression is relentless. I have been discriminated against by evil from my first conscious moments of life. I have been plotted against by people who think they are clever, slick, and unseen—but I see it all. I miss nothing. I have learned to see through everything to the heart of the matter which is very helpful, but painful to deal with on a daily basis. It leaves you gassed by the end of a day, and exhausted by the conclusion of a business week.
For a few weeks this past summer I spent a lot of time with my grandson and my swimming pool. With little children they don’t yet have the taint of evil upon them and I desire to protect them from it with intelligence—which most children naturally possess. Children learn to become evil in most cases by watching their parents—so I can’t help most kids. But children from my children I can help and I do at every opportunity. If I could I would spend my entire life swimming around that pool with my grandchildren enjoying the warm summer sun, the locusts singing from our gigantic weeping willow that hangs out over the water and the flower blooms budding from the various plants my wife has around the parameter which gives that pool a tropical rainforest feel. I could literally never tire of it. So the pictures of my grandson and my pool together have added meaning. The curious wide-eyed recollections of a new mind untainted by corruption and poor thinking with the purity of water, plant life and complete absence of evil. I will miss these summer months.
At the age I am now I can literally walk into the fires of Hell and face down anything there in any number they wish to present themselves. There is a market need for people like that, so I stay busy. And I can sustain that punishment perpetually. I know what discrimination feels like all too well and have learned to overpower it with sheer will. I can speak civilly to the participants because I don’t care about them in the least. When I have finished with whatever I need them to do of which they are in the way, I move on without a second thought about them. A complaint against me is that I often think my “shit don’t stink” or that “I’m too good to hang out” and in reality that is a true statement and I tend to rub it in—because I have spent a lifetime in resistance to the discrimination of evil against my choices to be good, and I do hate those who love to be malevolent. I care so little about those types of people who I don’t even give them the benefit of association. I do my business with them, but that is all. Once I’m done I am happy to toss them across a pond like a flat rock to watch it skip across the surface without a second thought as to whether I will ever see that rock again once it sinks to the bottom.
Evil does not want to be judged, so I judge often and it takes many forms. Sometimes it smiles at you with a disarming grace, sometimes it comes at you with unwarranted aggression—but evil is as common in the world as dirt. Sometimes you have to pull up the grass to see it clearly, but it’s always beneath our feet and looking for an advantage. If you have decided to be good, you will feel its wrath so you better learn to like it—to relish the combat with it—for the sake of defeating it. And when you beat it, don’t be afraid to do an in-zone dance upon its head because they will do so to you in less than a second.
But the few times that I get a vacation from evil are on days where my immediate family who all feel the way I do are together. And those days often come during the summer, so it is sad to know that the hard winter months are coming once again and that reprieve from conflict will be seldom. The discrimination against goodness will continue by the douche bags of existence who wish with great force to avoid judgment. But they will get it, because they must. It is the task of the good to judge and harass those who are evil, and let them know that their imposition against existence won’t be tolerated. However, no matter how well prepared a person can be prepared for the discrimination of evil against goodness it is wonderful to spend days away from them all together. I never tire of being relieved of that discrimination and summer days traditionally offer the most circumstances of liberation. So I reluctantly say goodbye to yet another summer and brace against the oncoming avalanche that always follows. No matter how much money is spent, or how many people are a part of something, there are not better days than ones spent with the people you value most—likely family members who share a common love for goodness getting together for a pizza under the summer sun.
Just for the entertainment of it I thought it might be fun to analyze the kind of person who finds my site repulsive, and terrifying. In an article I wrote recently about the James Foley beheading attributing the blame on public education—it received a lot of attention. Although I don’t usually get a lot of comments—many don’t typically read my long articles and those who do usually feel completed by the end and don’t have much else to add. But occasionally what I write hits a nerve and prompts the other side to show their cards. It is worth a study to see how those people think so that they can be disseminated in the proper way in real world application.
The actual article where the following comment appears along with my answers can be found at the link under the IP information. This person obviously didn’t know that I could see what computer they sent the information from as they attempted to disguise themselves with a false email address and URL. The fact that they did such a thing indicates that they felt so compelled to answer my acquisition as to go to those steps—which says a lot about this type of person. There are quite a lot of these people, especially among public sector employees and their clueless supporters. At the conclusion of the comments I will analyze this person based on what they reveal about themselves and provide insight into the warped lives of these types of people—so that their damaging effects can be noticed in the theater of debate surrounding these issues of public education support.
First however, let me set the stage for what kind of article it was that provoked such a response. I suggested that the James Foley beheading was a fault of public education. I demonstrated throughout the article that public education even among most colleges have sided with Islamic faith while decrying Christianity—the primary religion of the West. Public schools have taught children to be empty vessels and in that void, young men and women are turning increasingly to Islam. For males Islam empowers them, for females it frees them from their struggles with feminism. Young girls who have partied too hard and slept with too many males—again encouraged by public education and the culture nurtured by it, instead of turning to a “born again Christian” type of life change to consciously drop away the sins of their past—they turn to the uncompromising religion of the Muslim faith to pull their lives together. They do this because it is the only form of such a mechanism that is not publicly condemned on television, public education, and colleges. The commenter didn’t read the article or watch the BBC documentary on the subject which was an hour-long that I provided as back-up testimony. Instead they wrote what you see below hoping that it might discourage me from further writing.
Where do you get this shit from? And 2 people actually believe your load of crap… let me guess..private schoolers..lol Tell them to drink the kool-aid and they’d drink it there rich. … wow. You logic is always good for a laugh. I have to share your wisdom with my friends this weekend. They always get a kick out of you…
Public schools are the boogeyman. .watch out rich, one day they may be the reason you cant get it up anymore.
Yeah, every public school product is a brain washed idiot that has produced nothing good …bunch of left wing liberals. Private schools produce only right wing nuts. Rich’s logic …. Hey, when my kid Gets his full ride to the university of his choosing in 2 years , I won’t be thanking a private school. 31 on his first act…and hadn’t even taken a class on it..lol. dumb public schools. His scores will blow away most of your private school idols. And he’ll definitely make more out of himself than you with your pathetic site that 4 people read. Get a life rich. You aren’t changing a thing but helping people see how crazy you really are.
Yeah, I know. Hey, my son got the genetics for those ACT scores from somewhere, lol. But, you’d dismiss those as a consipiracy (sic) of some type. Some liberal agenda…. No, I don’t waste time reading or watching you (sic) crap. One only needs to read the headline to see how crazy you really are. Doesn’t take an Einstein to figure that out. I just like to be entertained by your “thoughts” and to see how isolated you are now after you put your foot in your mouth. It’s nice to see you getting crazier and crazier.
Hey all you minions that believe this crap! I have a bridge I’d like to sell you.
Dang..I hope those 2 people come back, maybe I’ll sell them that bridge…LOL,LOL
This person felt compelled to write the above to establish in their minds that they are making the correct decisions for their child. I reminded this person that they should not bring their child into these kinds of discussions because where they go wrong is that they are living through their child in an unhealthy way. The commenter needs to believe in what they are doing, and they hope by calling me crazy, declaring that I am socially not connected, or might someday suffer from sexual impotency—they are reaching for some button that might invoke an insecurity that will change my behavior. My disgust toward public education is because it is only good at making losers like the commenter, and not thoughtful people who grow up successfully to live productive lives. Instead, it is creating broken people, who live broken lives and must eliminate analysis of their errors to maintain the illusion that they have in regards to ACT scores and college entry that can purchase success in life—which it can’t.
There is a 99.99999999999999999% chance that this person’s son will emerge from college 6 years from now—as they indicated they are still two years away from pursuing a four-year degree and after two years of living outside the protective custody of campus life will have an emotional collapse in the private sector. The only way that person will be able to avoid such a collapse is if they obtain a public sector job, which will allow them to carry the bubble of unreality learned in college into the work force. But for the majority who work in the private sector it will at that point in time be learned that very little of what they were prepared for applies to the real world. It won’t help them find love, buy a home, deal with neighbors, raise children, or maintain healthy relationships with their extended families. 8 years from now that arrogance displayed in the commenter will erode away into desperation. For no matter how good their relationship is with their son, the boy will be a different person when they emerge from their college experience and a level of resentment at sending the young man off into a pointless direction will manifest dramatically once they are in their mid-to late 20s. That bitterness will destroy the relationship between son and parent leaving only Holiday dinners to emerge as the few times a year that they speak to one another—and even then they avoid talking about anything with any substance. So for all that future pain, I feel sorry for them all. It was unavoidable—but they ate the bait and swallowed.
The commenter also showed a particular obsession with their conclusions about my loneliness, social isolation, and crazy theories only sustained by a few other people who read my articles. Clearly this person did not look at the side bar that shows the half a million readers and watch how much it increases every day, which is between 300 to 500 views. That is more than most newspapers have on a daily basis, and is heavy traffic for an information weighty site. I know I could have more viewers if I wrote articles that were the typical 250 to 400 word types. Mine are typically over 1200 to 2000 words and I do it every day. By process of elimination the people who hate to read too much won’t read them but those are not my audience. I target the minority who enjoy thinking. My articles are for them. Ultimately it is they who shape the world, not the masses of popular opinion in a Democracy. In the system as it is now, votes favor the fool—people like the commenter who believe that majority rules. But in reality it will always be within leadership that everything happens and leaders will always be in the minority.
CLICK THE LINK below to read about how leadership is formed and why.
In that article I show what a bad concept that the Lakota school system is creating with its participation in Leadership 21. What they are teaching in that approach which then gets passed on to students of that public school is how to reach a consensus with others and how to utilize collective efforts over individual implementation. But that never has and never will work. It is a failed strategy that results in productive failure. The only way to hide that failure is to throw money at it, which then gets consumed like a black hole. Recently I was dining at the downtown Cincinnati restaurant Via Vite and enjoyed the experience of watching all the people at the Square. The location is designed by people who adhere to the Leadership 21 group consensus classes and was filled with people like that commenter who have undying faith in the system of their creations—public education ability to raise all ships out of poverty, enhance the lives of all human beings, have them converse together in perfect harmony of all races, sexes and age groups in a non-violent interaction with one another. But it is quickly evident that there are many holes in their theory. For one, the best and brightest among society’s most productive are not attracted to such places and the collective mass of those participants can’t together string decisive opinions into a cohesive format that can match the leadership of a real tycoon of thought. Most of what populated the area around the Via Vite restaurant were pretentious socialites, aimless college types adjusting their Facebook accounts with the free WIFI service, tattooed artists proving that they are part of the counter-culture by showing how much they have assimilated to a socially acceptable form of rebellion—nose piercings, pierced tongues and open embrace of the lesbian and gay rights advocates. Then there are people like that commenter, pretentious, about 35 pounds overweight—who want to be seen banging wine glasses together with cultured sophistication while they talk about nothing and take selfies of themselves for a Facebook posting to more people who could care less about what they are doing or what they are complaining about in their lives that is falling short of their youthful expectations. But that’s OK they brag because their child will somehow be more successful than they were because they scored well on their first ACT attempt. Little do they know that within ten years that same child will sit in a similar spot with other types and complain about their life and how far they have fallen short of their expectations. Likely they will blame their parents for being so short-sighted and steering them in the wrong direction ruining their lives. They’ll look for a job in all the wrong places for all the wrong reasons, and they’ll find love more elusive resulting in a personal happiness crises that will crush their spirit, and their very souls.
No, my work here is for the leaders—the real leaders out there who really hold everything together and not a one of those people are in the Leadership 21 class. They certainly aren’t in any latte sipping groups with people like the commenter above. Even a good paying job can’t polish a pile of shit into a diamond, and no amount of college can reform a screwed up mind into a good logical human being. A degree can’t purchase virtue and quality. Those types of people destroy the world around them in every case, and the children they produce. I feel sorry for the son of that parent because he doesn’t stand a chance, and it won’t be his fault—it will be his parents.
By the definition of that letter writer, a person is crazy if they go against the system of consensus as established by the minds of public education. It is crazy to speak that leaders are a minority and that the masses are wrong and incapable of a single consensus driven decision. All such systems come out as watered down tripe only hidden by vast amounts of public money camouflaging their ineffectiveness. They sit in restaurants like Via Vite and bang glasses together within their circle of associates and mistakenly believe that they are in the majority because they see Fountain Square filled with people talking and associating. But it is they who are in the minority. They don’t see how small their number really is because they only associate with their kind of people. Out there in the country and vast plains of America is a tremendous amount of discontent and desire for old school solutions to the type of consensus driven problems advocated by today’s typical school levy supporter. Not all of them read here, because the articles are too long, but the leaders do. And it is they who are making the subtle changes that will render such thoughts as the commenter above exhibits—extinct.
By my definition most adults are failures in their lives. They fall well short of any youthful goals they set for themselves. That commenter is one of those people. Instead of living their life based on the merit of their life, they have switched over hope for redemption through their child. They live through their offspring hoping that they can steer them in the proper direction since their adult life is already lost. But the grim reality is that within the decade that son will fail in their life as well, because they sadly listened to their hapless parent (IP address: 216.196.212.229). I’d love to help them, but usually once a kid reaches an age to take an ACT or SAT test under such tutelage, they are already too far gone. But time will tell and prove either me or the commenter correct in this assessment. 8 years from now, it is nearly certain that dismal failure is in front of those people and they’ll wish they listened in 2014 instead of 2022. But they are too stupid for that, so their fate is going to be what it will. For the leaders out there, they already see it, and are planning for it. For everyone else, reality will slam against them like a wooden boat thrown upon jagged rocks in a raging ocean storm. And it won’t end well.
When you visit a hospital dear reader you likely didn’t know that you were visiting a concept started by the Knights of the First Crusade—particularly in the Middle East to care for the poor and unfortunate during their conquest by Christianity against Muslim forces. The term is derived from the Hospitallers who built one of the largest castles in the world located in present day Syria exclusively for the purpose of allowing the Crusaders to have a stronghold in the Middle East and force tribute from the surrounding area. I have explained previously the hostilities in the Middle East which have their origin in establishing a Biblical prophecy around Jerusalem. To review that previous article about the Middle East and the undercurrent of the present situation CLICK HERE to read it again and watch the videos. But to understand the crux of the current trouble in that war-torn Biblical area and how Europe and the Middle East would arrive at their current hatred of each other the history I am about to convey must be understood.
Perched on a giant hilltop above an impoverished community of the extreme poor in present day Syria is the Crusader castle Krak des Chevaliers which displays the extreme amount of energy that the Crusaders where willing to expel in defeating Islam with their Christian backed philosophy. The First Crusade (1096–1099) started as a widespread pilgrimage (France and Germany) and ended as a military expedition by Roman CatholicEurope to regain the Holy Lands taken in the Muslim conquests of the Levant (632–661), ultimately resulting in the recapture of Jerusalem in 1099. It was launched on 27 November 1095 by Pope Urban II with the primary goal of responding to an appeal from Byzantine EmperorAlexios I Komnenos, who requested that western volunteers come to his aid and help to repel the invading Seljuq Turks from Anatolia. An additional goal soon became the principal objective—the Christian re-conquest of the sacred city of Jerusalem and the Holy Land and the freeing of the Eastern Christians from Muslim rule.
The castle itself was a massive enterprise that would take thousands of laborers more than half a century to build and when concluded it was an impenetrable fortress only vulnerable to political deceit. The castle was perched to hold off the entire Muslim aggression for centuries in their own homeland so it was built to represent Europe in the Middle East as an unmovable force that would not be eradicated. Krak des Chevalierskʁak de ʃəvaˈlje]) (Arabic: قلعة الحصن), also Crac des Chevaliers, is a Crusadercastle in Syria and one of the most important preserved medieval castles in the world. The site was first inhabited in the 11th century by a settlement of Kurds; as a result it was known as Hisn al Akrad, meaning the “Castle of the Kurds”. In 1142 it was given by Raymond II, Count of Tripoli, to the Knights Hospitaller. It remained in their possession until it fell in 1271. It became known as Crac de l’Ospital; the name Krak des Chevaliers was coined in the 19th century.
The Hospitallers began rebuilding the castle in the 1140s and were finished by 1170 when an earthquake damaged the castle. The order controlled a number of castles along the border of the County of Tripoli, a state founded after the First Crusade. Krak des Chevaliers was amongst the most important and acted as a centre of administration as well as a military base. After a second phase of building was undertaken in the 13th century, Krak des Chevaliers became a concentric castle. This phase created the outer wall and gave the castle its current appearance. The first half of the century has been described as Krak des Chevaliers’ “golden age”. At its peak, Krak des Chevaliers housed a garrison of around 2,000. Such a large garrison allowed the Hospitallers to extract tribute from a wide area. From the 1250s the fortunes of the Knights Hospitaller took a turn for the worse and in 1271 Mamluk Sultan Baibars captured Krak des Chevaliers after a siege lasting 36 days, supposedly by way of a forged letter purportedly from the Hospitallers’ Grand Master that caused the Knights to surrender.
Well, of course the last remnants of the Roman Emperor operating in Europe were not going to stand for being driven from their former territory. For the next half of a millennia they plotted amongst themselves for a resurrection of their power in the Middle East and during World War I they would have it. Once Lawrence of Arabia had united the various tribes of Arabia to the common cause of destroying the Turks of the Ottoman Empire—promising freedom for their assistance—England and France were thinking of revenge for their previous Crusader attempts in the region—to recapture Jerusalem and gain control of Damascus the large capital near Krak des Chavalier. It was T.E. Lawrence from England who developed the guerrilla tactics of terrorism against the Turks which were so effective in destroying train supply lines. The psychological impact of the terrorism had defeated the long handed occupation of the Turks backed by Germany allowing the Arabs to drive them from the Middle East. Riding on the coattails of T.E. Lawrence’s guerilla warfare tactics were the English who during that war reclaimed Jerusalem with great fanfare.
But secretly there was an agreement among the forces of diplomacy which would hearken back to the type of mentality shaped by the Roman Catholic Church centuries before during the time of the Crusades unknown to T.E. Lawrence until the very end which pained him greatly. The Sykes–Picot Agreement, officially known as the Asia Minor Agreement, was a secret agreement between the governments of the United Kingdom and France,[1] with the assent of Russia, defining their proposed spheres of influence and control in the Middle East should the Triple Entente succeed in defeating the Ottoman Empire during World War I. The negotiation of the treaty occurred between November 1915 and March 1916.[2] The agreement was concluded on 16 May 1916.[3]
The agreement effectively divided the Arab provinces of the Ottoman Empire outside the Arabian Peninsula into areas of future British and French control or influence.[4] The terms were negotiated by the French diplomat François Georges-Picot and British Sir Mark Sykes. The Russian Tsarist government was a minor party to the Sykes–Picot agreement, and when, following the Russian Revolution of October 1917, the Bolsheviks exposed the agreement, “the British were embarrassed, the Arabs dismayed and the Turks delighted.”[5]
Britain was allocated control of areas roughly comprising the coastal strip between the sea and River Jordan, Jordan, southern Iraq, and a small area including the ports of Haifa and Acre, to allow access to the Mediterranean.[6] France was allocated control of south-eastern Turkey, northern Iraq, Syria and Lebanon. Russia was to get Istanbul, the Turkish Straits and the Ottoman Armenianvilayets.[6] The controlling powers were left free to decide on state boundaries within these areas.[6] Further negotiation was expected to determine international administration pending consultations with Russia and other powers, including the Sharif of Mecca.[6]
The Bolsheviks of course were the communists who intended to conquer the world with their Karl Marx philosophy of soulless collectivism. The Arabs betrayed turned toward the philosophy of the Bolsheviks because of their exposure of the Sykes-Picot Agreement and to this day in the Middle East behind many of the Muslim radicals are a combination of tactics shown to them by T.E. Lawrence and the communist Bolsheviks. They intend to reclaim the Middle East from the impact of the Treaty of Versailles conducted after the conclusion of World War I which allowed for the Sykes Picot Agreement to manifest into reality. Now Germany who suffered greatly after the Treaty of Versailles used communism born of their philosopher Karl Marx to eradicate the rule of the Russian Tsarist government given control of Turkey—their former partner during World War I and destroy them as a world power. It is why to this day many hope to resurrect the Ottoman Empire with a Muslim caliphate.
To further exacerbate the Muslim world–after World War II–after Hitler had attempted to eradicate the Jews from the Holy Land now residing in Poland the long-planned Zionist possession of Jerusalem was made possible by the creation of Israel in 1947. This was only possible because of the Sykes Picot Agreement which still held the Middle East as European occupation forces in a foreign land. Hitler as a soldier during World War I knew what the Sykes-Picot Agreement did in the Holy Land and wanted his own revenge on behalf of Germany. The Muslims furious of the Israel creation refused to give possession of the Temple back to the Jews. It was well-known that the Jews sought to rebuild the Temple of Solomon for a third time. The Muslims still hold the spot of the temple to this day essentially to prevent rebuilding the temple. Muslims claim the Dome of the Rock as the sacred site of Abraham’s sacrifice temptation of his son and where the Prophet Muhammad ascended to heaven accompanied by the Angel Gabriel. (I’m not a fan of Gabriel. CLICK HERE to read why)
So what’s missing from this history?
In no part of it is the United States even remotely involved—not in the Sykes-Picot Agreement, not in the Crusades or the building of the Krak des Chavalier. Yet due to the failures of the English and French to maintain their military strength due to their adoption of socialism originally advocated by the old Bolsheviks they have called on their friends in American government to support them militarily—whether it is out of obligation through some Masonic order derived from European history, or Illuminati participation—again a secret society from Europe created during all this mess—America has been coaxed with the same manipulation from Europe that created the Sykes-Picot Agreement. Now after Iraq and countless other follies in the Middle East conducted by America—pushed by Europe like a little brother being shoved into a fight by a weaker older brother so to defend the family name—America finds itself trying to restore the Middle East on behalf of Europe not for oil, occupation, or religion, but to maintain the intentions of the First Crusade and has failed. The deceit at Krak des Chevalier that caused them to lose their stronghold—and the tributes gained through the Knights of Hospitallers.
Now the enemy in the Middle East are Islamic radicals driven by a communist philosophy and they are very dangerous. Even the communists are a creation of Europe who trained Lenin to overtake Russia to soften them up for conquest by a vengeful Germany. Lenin launched his campaign of communism from Munich and London heading to St Petersburg with the knowledge that Germany was at his back. Communism was created by European tampering with passive aggressive rule from distant lands and the Middle East was created by the same intentions. A quick look at the link below will show how deeply rooted communism now is in the Middle East hidden carefully behind the face of Islamic religion. All these failures are due to Europe, that big brother and its Roman Catholic tampering through religious justification and secret society handshakes.
The global media knows that behind the Muslim radicals using the terrorist tactics of L.E. Lawrence that Islam represents the hope that through a caliphate economic communism will spread to the entire world. So the media conducts soft reporting on the terrorist behavior. The loyalty between communists and Islamic faith points back to the Sykes-Picot Agreement, they were fused together in 1917 forever in the wake of betrayal following the Treaty of Versailles.
The United States and its capitalism are being used as pawns by Europe to fulfill the Last Crusade against the Holy Land and allow for the construction of a third temple in Jerusalem. The Seven Pillers of Wisdom by T.E. Lawrence which is read by United States officers stationed in the Middle East will not help because Muslim radicals there are reading the same book and were actually taught by the English how to drive out foreign invaders for good—just as the Turks were years before. The unseen force at work is communism sponsored by Germany behind the mask of Islam and it is for that reason that it goes unnamed because the intentions for those provocateurs is not to regain the Holy Land, but to spread communism to every corner of the globe depleting the United States of resources in defense of its big brothers in European partnership. This will leave no resistance to the kind of radicalism that the Bolsheviks long hoped for. The game being played is not the game being shown—like he Sykes-Picot Agreement in betraying T.E. Lawrence and his Arabian army driving the Turks out of the Holy Land to fulfill long-held Crusader objectives. The real game is to spread communism adopted out of Arab loyalty to their defenders—the Bolsheviks who replaced Lawrence as their new master by revealing the truth which is so important to the Arab world. The aims of global communism benefit.
Think about all of that the next time you visit a hospital dear reader. At that point look at the duel serpents of the medial logo and think of Krak des Chevalier and the Knights of the First Crusade and realize that we are just as primitive now as we were then and just as naive. (As usual, the videos above are there to provide supporting evidence. Watch them, even though it will take much of a whole day, and you will learn a great deal which supports the text provided.) Communism is the modern letter sent behind the walls of America to encourage surrender in the Middle East–metaphorically of course. Behind ISIS, and the Muslim Brotherhood are the old revolutionary communists of Europe, and eventually Stalin driven by the same Crusader forces from the First Crusade broadcast from the castle of Krak des Chevalier.
It isn’t the beheading of the journalist James Foley that is most disturbing, it was the calmness he delivered the lines, “I call on my friends, family and love ones to rise up against my real killers: the U.S. government.” He was speaking calmly in the past tense as if he wanted the occasion to occur. This did not appear to be the same guy who was on the O’Reilly Factor just a few years prior grateful to have been released from a previous occurrence in Libya. But it was, and sadly it appears that Foley willingly participated in his own death in the same manner that car bombers and other terrorists sacrifice themselves on behalf of Allah. A quick look at James Foley’s Tweets from his account can be seen at the link below showing a man sympathetic to the ISIS cause. He was certainly not against it. He had gone “native” as a reporter and shows the roots of the liberal bias against America from the view-point of a young man identifying with the Jihad movement.
To understand what was likely going on in Foley’s head the proper definitions of the events which surrounded him are important to understand. Many underestimate the power of a Jihad movement among young men stripped of power in the western culture and why they are so attracted to the masculine virtues of Islamic faith. In the terrorist video involving Foley it was not a Syrian dressed in a black robe with his hand gently placed on Foley’s back—almost affectionately, he was a European Islamic extremist attracted to the plight of Syria due to the magnetism of Muslim militant behavior. It gets very confusing in the West, in many respects government schools have shown to support the Muslim faith over Christianity yet they also support feminism over traditional masculine roles held in families. In Muslim household across the world it is the “man” who is certainly in charge of his family in virtually every aspect—so young men looking for those roles in a fashion aligned with their class room instruction are flocking toward Islamic State faith—wanting to join a caliphate at any cost. Foley appears to have given his life—not having it taken and the characters in this drama are all foreigners—not those born in Syria or Iraq. So to understand this situation the meaning of ISIS or ISIL as Obama calls them must be understood.
The Islamic State (IS)[4][6][50] (Arabic: الدولة الإسلامية ad-Dawlah al-ʾIslāmiyyah), formerly known as the Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant (ISIL/ˈaɪsɪl/) and the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS/ˈaɪsɪs/),[a] is a jihadist group, widely regarded as a terrorist organization. In its self-proclaimed status as a caliphate, it claims religious authority over all Muslims across the world[51] and aspires to bring much of the Muslim-inhabited regions of the world under its direct political control,[52] beginning with territory in the Levant region, which includes Jordan,Israel, Palestine, Lebanon, Cyprus, and an area in southern Turkey that includes Hatay.[53][54] The group has been officially designated as a foreign terrorist organization by the United States,[55] the United Kingdom,[56] Australia,[57]Canada,[58] Indonesia[59] and Saudi Arabia,[60] and has been described as a terrorist group by the United Nations[61] and Western and Middle Eastern media sources.[62][63][64][65][66]
The group, in its original form, was composed of and supported by a variety of Sunni Arab terrorist insurgent groups, including its predecessor organizations, Al-Qaeda in Iraq (AQI) (2003–2006), Mujahideen Shura Council (2006–2006) and the Islamic State of Iraq (ISI) (2006–2013), other insurgent groups such as Jeish al-Taiifa al-Mansoura, Jaysh al-Fatiheen, Jund al-Sahaba and Katbiyan Ansar Al-Tawhid wal Sunnah, and a number of Iraqi tribes that profess Sunni Islam.
ISIS is known for its extreme interpretation of the Islamic faith and sharia law[73]and its brutal violence,[64][73] which is directed at Shia Muslims. Indigenous Assyrian, Chaldean, Syriac and ArmenianChristians, Yazidis, Druze, Shabaksand Mandeans in particular.[74] It is reported to have 30,000 fighters in its ranks in Iraq and up to 50,000 in Syria[16] who, in addition to attacks on government and military targets, have claimed responsibility for attacks that have killed thousands of civilians.[75] ISIS had close links with al-Qaeda until 2014, but in February of that year, after an eight-month power struggle, al-Qaeda cut all ties with the group, reportedly for its brutality and “notorious intractability”.[76][77][78]
ISIS’s original aim was to establish a caliphate in the Sunni-majority regions of Iraq. Following its involvement in the Syrian Civil War, this expanded to include controlling Sunni-majority areas of Syria.[79] A caliphate was proclaimed on 29 June 2014, Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi—now known as Amir al-Mu’mininCaliph Ibrahim—was named as its caliph, and the group was renamed the Islamic State.[4][5][6]
Jihad/dʒɪˈhɑːd/; Arabic: جهاد ǧihād[dʒiˈhæːd]), an Islamic term, is a religious duty of Muslims. In Arabic, the word jihād translates as a noun meaning “struggle” or “resisting”. The word jihad appears in 23 Quranic verses.[1]Within the context of the classical Islam, particularly the Shiahs beliefs, it refers to struggle against those who do not believe in the Abrahamic God (Allah).[2]However, the word has even wider implications and interpretations.
Jihad means “to struggle in the way of Allah”. Jihad appears 41 times in the Quran and frequently in the idiomatic expression “striving in the way of God (al-jihad fi sabil Allah)“.[3][4][5] A person engaged in jihad is called a mujahid; the plural is mujahideen. Jihad is an important religious duty for Muslims. A minority among the Sunni scholars sometimes refer to this duty as the sixth pillar of Islam, though it occupies no such official status.[6] In TwelverShi’a Islam, however, Jihad is one of the 10 Practices of the Religion.
There are two commonly accepted meanings of jihad: an inner spiritual struggle and an outer physical struggle.[3] The “greater jihad” is the inner struggle by a believer to fulfill his religious duties.[3][7] This non-violent meaning is stressed by both Muslim[8] and non-Muslim[9] authors. However, there is consensus amongst Islamic scholars that the concept of jihad will always include armed struggle against persecution and oppression.[10]
The “lesser jihad” is the physical struggle against the enemies of Islam.[3] This physical struggle can take a violent form or a non-violent form. The proponents of the violent form translate jihad as “holy war”,[11][12] although some Islamic studies scholars disagree.[13] The Dictionary of Islam[3] and British-American orientalistBernard Lewis both argue jihad has a military meaning in the large majority of cases.[14] Some scholars maintain non-violent ways to struggle against the enemies of Islam. An example of this is written debate, often characterized as “jihad of the pen”.[15]
According to the BBC, a third meaning of jihad is the struggle to build a good society.[7] In a commentary of the hadith Sahih Muslim, entitled al-Minhaj, the medieval Islamic scholar Yahya ibn Sharaf al-Nawawi stated that “one of the collective duties of the community as a whole (fard kifaya) is to lodge a valid protest, to solve problems of religion, to have knowledge of Divine Law, to command what is right and forbid wrong conduct”.[16]
Because of the strength it gives males in their social and spiritual relationships, and the lack of condemnation that feminists all over the world have provided, recruiting for the ISIS caliphate are exploding across the globe. Young males growing up in homes without a strong father figure and confused about their roles with women are finding themselves attracted to the message of ISIS even if they aren’t from the Middle Eastern region. It is something for them to rally behind–much like those same minds might yell at an opposing team in football or soccer. In a world where we’ve all been told in government schools that believing in things is bad and that submission to the collective is good—it should be no surprise that young men are flocking to join ISIS in their struggle to serve Allah. Given few other noble options in their life within their families, their church, their jobs, and their educations—Allah is all that is left for them.
Recently for another article I featured a two part documentary about T.E. Lawrence by Rory Stewart which delves further into this problem with the Middle East. CLICK HERE TO REVIEW AND WATCH IT. It is a good documentary and explores the problem in the Middle East very well—but Rory is considered a conservative by European standards yet would be a bleeding heart liberal by American standards—and all of Europe is falling away to the left of Stewart—politically. This leaves Europe as raving collectivists deeply confused about their social roles because of having their Christian faiths stripped away from them, and their traditional roles within the family pointing them toward Muslim religion as an answer. There, roles are defined and the rules are known—and have deliberately been left off-limits by the public school systems. Most every other lifestyle has been decried in classrooms except those of Muslims. Britain alone now has 100,000 Muslim converts by a 2011 census number—which has likely increased dramatically since. Most of those converts—70%–are white women who find the roles within Muslim society to be attractive freeing them of the unwanted constraints of western feminism. Take the example of Lynne Ali who called herself a hard-partying teenager decrying that her life was hectic and missing something before finding herself freed as a Muslim. Now a 34-year-old former DJ from Dagenham in Essex said: “I would go out and get drink with friends, wear tight and revealing clothing and date boys. I think underneath it all, I must have been searching for something, and I wasn’t feeling fulfilled by my hard-drinking, party lifestyle.” She met her boyfriend, Zahid, at university, and converted to Islam at the age of 19. She now wears the Islamic scarf, or niqab, when she goes out and describes it as “liberating.” “I am so grateful I found my escape route,” she said, “this is the real me – I am happy to pray five times a day and take classes at the mosque. I am no longer a slave to a broken society and its expectations.” Many young women in England and greater Europe these days are making the same decisions for the same reasons. They have had their lives stripped away from them in public education leaving them to embarrass themselves foolishly, then seek redemption the only way available—a hard religion that is intolerable to deviancy—which is attractive to their failed lives. The move from being disc jockeys of popular music to radical Islamists within a few years because the tradition of Muslim faith gives them something to sink their roots into.
This is what appears to have happened to James Foley. It may have even been his idea—to shake the world to its foundations with his sacrifice. He gave a calm speech moments before his death and allowed his head to be cut off without any struggle or malice toward the person taking his life—who like him, was a foreigner likely seeking to make peace with the Sykes-Picot Agreement that England and France used to slice up the Middle East at the end of World War I destroying the relationship that those two nations would forever have with Arabia. Young people aimless and embarrassed as to their backgrounds seek the redeeming qualities of an uncompromising religion to hold their lives together and the ideals were planted in them at public schools. Foley and his attacker hoped that the brutality of their actions would ignite a global increase in converts such as Lynne Ali and will stand against the deviancy of the West—from their point of view. But what they really stand against is competition, capitalism, and productivity. It is more attractive to strip away their make-up, their jobs, and their ability to think for themselves and surrender to Allah all that they are and will be. And for James Foley—that is precisely what he selected for himself. And behind him are millions, upon millions more.
They seek revenge for Sykes-Picot which I will cover in more detail in the next article. And if there is any doubt about Foley’s intentions read the Tweets he made leading up to his capture, and the truth will be evident. Painful, but evident. The link is above after the first paragraph.
Those same giants for a time in American history where well-known and talked about openly by the learned—by those who were paying attention to the evidence being dug up out of the earthen mounds in Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana and Illinois. One of those people was Abraham Lincoln who toured many of the earth works created by the Mound Building culture as a young congressman and learned of the giant race buried within many of them. Lincoln was a self-taught man and was one of the few presidents who were not part of the Masonic order—although he did plan to join once he left presidential office. So his opinion of history was untainted by commitment to some religious or political order and was driven by observed fact. While touring the Niagara Falls area he said of their natural wonder reminiscing about the previous race of giants that inhabited North America the following:
Niagara-Falls! By what mysterious power is it that millions and millions, are drawn from all parts of the world, to gaze upon Niagara Falls? There is no mystery about the thing itself. Every effect is just such as any intelligent man knowing the causes, would anticipate, without [seeing] it. If the water moving onward in a great river, reaches a point where there is a perpendicular jog, of a hundred feet in descent, in the bottom of the river,—it is plain the water will have a violent and continuous plunge at that point. It is also plain the water, thus plunging, will foam, and roar, and send up a mist, continuously, in which last, during sunshine, there will be perpetual rain-bows. The mere physical of Niagara Falls is only this. Yet this is really a very small part of that world’s wonder. Its power to excite reflection, and emotion, is its great charm. The geologist will demonstrate that the plunge, or fall, was once at Lake Ontario, and has worn its way back to its present position; he will ascertain how fast it is wearing now, and so get a basis for determining how long it has been wearing back from Lake Ontario, and finally demonstrate by it that this world is at least fourteen thousand years old. A philosopher of a slightly different turn will say Niagara Falls is only the lip of the basin out of which pours all the surplus water which rains down on two or three hundred thousand square miles of the earth’s surface. He will estimate with approximate accuracy that five hundred thousand tons of water, falls with its full weight, a distance of a hundred feet each minute—thus exerting a force equal to the lifting of the same weight, through the same space, in the same time. And then the further reflection comes that this vast amount of water, constantly pouring down, is supplied by an equal amount constantly lifted up, by the sun; and still he says, “If this much is lifted up, for this one space of two or three hundred thousand square miles, an equal amount must be lifted for every other equal space, and he is overwhelmed in the contemplation of the vast power the sun is constantly exerting in quiet, noiseless operation of lifting water up to be rained down again.
But still there is more. It calls up the indefinite past. When Columbus first sought this continent—when Christ suffered on the cross—when Moses led Israel through the Red-Sea—nay, even, when Adam first came from the hand of his Maker—then as now, Niagara was roaring here. The eyes of that species of extinct giants, whose bones fill the mounds of America, have gazed on Niagara, as ours do now. Contemporary with the whole race of men, and older than the first man, Niagara is strong, and fresh to-day as ten thousand years ago. The Mammoth and Mastodon—now so long dead, that fragments of their monstrous bones, alone testify, that they ever lived, have gazed on Niagara. In that long—long time, never still for a single moment. Never dried, never froze, never slept, never rested,
Like the Indians compared to that race there are segments of our modern society who would rather adhere to superstition, ignorance, and blind commitment to religious doctrine than to face the facts of presented evidence. They do so to protect their minds from the enormity of the implication that their version of history needs adjusting to encompass new discoveries. Instead they have sought to edit history of those things which they do not desire to know and that has taken us to the precipice of destruction.
To read how Lincoln wrote about that ancient race—so openly as if he were talking about who would win a baseball game or discussing Fantasy Football picks is a clear insight into the types of things that were believed in his day. Modern revisionists point to such a saying and declare that Lincoln was a victim of hucksterism. Many to this day claim that the theories of giants in North America have been “debunked” as a hoax and that what Lincoln and others were witnessing were special effects created by some creative craftsman or that the bones were misidentified. These are the same people who today believe that the IRS is not covering up their evidence of a major scandal or that public schools don’t lie, cheat and steal to pass school levies. The path for those people is into the void of human achievement destined to become the next conquered Indian living in a hut of government housing looking for a hand-out from somebody else.
Those insistent that there were no giants living in America well before there was even a Holy Bible are kidding themselves with wanted ignorance. But Lincoln was not so presumptuous to build his career off federal grants which moved his mouth like a marionette to say whatever it was the government wished to propose as fact. Among those lines of dialogue were that the Indians lived in America as “Natives” and that they crossed the land bridge from Russia into Alaska some tens of thousands of years ago and that Columbus discovered America.
History however is filled with many records proving that the last to know of America during a time a few centuries before the arrival of Columbus was Europe. Everyone else seemed to know about the world beyond the Atlantic and Pacific Ocean. It may be extremely possible that the cradle of civilization was not Mesopotamia, but America and that time has withered away the last remnants of the earthen mounds at a much higher rate of erosion than the stone of the Middle East erasing the evidence as it has in Lexington, Kentucky. That race of giants who inhabited North America may have in fact been to a more advanced culture what the Indians were to the giants—a regressing people marching backwards instead of the other way around.
Lincoln and the other presidents of his day and before were not so ignorant to assume that North America sat uncharted and uninhabited for centuries just because some European ruler had not yet laid claim to it—until Spain did in 1492. They knew that the propensity of chance favored many civilizations that would stand and look at Niagara Falls before his own eyes had—and that they shared with him a fate that the philosophy of America hoped to avoid. There is always a risk of extinction if the wrong mentalities for a society are adopted. And for Lincoln there was never a question of an ancient race in America that stood in his spot looking at the same raging water centuries before he had—it was whether America would meet the same fate as they. It is there that the knuckle-draggers hope to hide such extinctions from their minds so to avoid the reckless direction of their present philosophy. It helps them to avoid knowing that North America’s extinct races of people were not caused by the creation of America—but by adopting the wrong philosophies that would fail to carry them through the millennia. It is there that the motive for historical revision is most pronounced. It’s not that they can argue against Lincoln’s beliefs of an ancient race—it is in desiring to avoid seeing a similar course plotted by today’s intellectual on a trajectory toward the same cliff of doom where extinction is promised unavoidably.
To find the center of the ancient Lexington city it is fairly easy if you know what you are looking for. For those familiar with Lexington simply get off the highway exit that delivers you to the Kentucky Horse Park. Instead of turning in, proceed down Iron Works Pike road for a few miles until you arrive at the store Jot-Em Down. Turn left onto Russell Cave Road. When you arrive at the gate to the destroyed Mt Brilliant mansion you will be there. It was on this property that some of the largest and most organized mounds aligned in a similar way as to the Newark earthworks near Columbus, Ohio once stood. The site on the Mt. Brilliant property first reported by the traveler Thomas Ashe chronicled in the 1872 book by George W. Ranck breaks down the precise measurements as they were before construction and farming destroyed them entirely. But that’s not all, the site was vast extending from the location 6 miles north-east of the downtown area to areas dotting all around the core of the current city. It is difficult now to know how many homes were built through the burial remains of these ancient dwellers, but the account according to Ranck’s book is that it was numerous saying “These well-attested facts, together with the tradition related to this day of an extensive cave existing under the city of Lexington, relieve of its improbable air the statement that a subterranean cemetery of the original inhabitants of this place was discovered here nearly a century ago. In 1776, three years before the first permanent white settlement was made at Lexington, some venturesome hunters, most probably from Boonesborough, had their curiosity excited by the strange appearance of some stones they saw in the woods where our city now stands. They removed these stones, and came to others of peculiar workmanship, which, upon examination, they found had been placed there to conceal the entrance to an ancient catacomb, formed in the solid rock, fifteen feet below the surface of the earth. They discovered that a gradual descent from the opening brought them to a passage, four feet wide and seven feet high, leading into a spacious apartment, in which were numerous niches, which they were amazed to find occupied by bodies which, from their perfect state of preservation, had evidently been embalmed. For six years succeeding this discovery, the region in which this catacomb was located, was visited by bands of raging Indians and avenging whites; and during this period of blood and passion, the catacomb was dispelled, and its ancient mummies, probably the rarest remains of a forgotten era that man has ever seen, were well nigh swept out of existence. But not entirely. Some years after the red men and the settlers had ceased hostilities; the old sepulcher was again visited and inspected. It was found to be three hundred feet long, one hundred feet wide, and eighteen feet high. The floor was covered with rubbish and fine dust, from which was extracted several sound fragments of human limbs. At this time the entrance to this underground cemetery of Ancient Lexington is totally unknown. For nearly three-quarters of a century, its silent chamber has not echoed to a human footfall. It is hidden from sight, as effectually as was once buried Pompeii, and even the idea that it ever existed is laughed at by those who walk over it, as heedless of its near presence as were the generations of incredulous peasants who unconsciously danced above the long-lost villa of Diomedes”
But the heart of this ancient city, its cultural epitaph was on the location of the present day Mt. Brilliant site. For those who know anything about horses and thoroughbred racing the current owner of the Mt. Brilliant property owns the nearby stud barn of Man o’ War who won all but one of his 21 lifetime starts—which is a remarkable accomplishment. That stud barn is right in the middle of this ancient archaeological site of ancient earthworks. Of course farming and construction have all but destroyed all the present day evidence—and if not for the books by Thomas Ashe and George W. Ranck there would be no evidence at all. The closest that history has come to indicating anything at all was amiss in the area were that the Indians in the area were terrified of Kentucky land—as chronicled in the novels by Allan W Eckert. The Indians would hunt in the area, but they never settled a tribe there, and one of their early arguments with the arrival of the white settlers was that the whites did not respect that land as the Indians did. The whites had no fear of the spirits which resided there—as they did fear those ephemeral entities. Their reason was that they viewed the Lexington, Kentucky area as a “dark and bloody ground.” It was a shadow-land to the Indians. In 1800, some Sacs who were in St. Louis said of Kentucky that it was full of the souls of a strange race which their people had long ago exterminated. They regarded this land with superstitious awe. Here they hunted and here they fought, but no tribe was ever known to settle permanently in it.” The eradication of the evidence of that ancient people started in 1774 when Thomas Jefferson granted 2,000 acres of land north of the Kentucky River to William Russell in recognition of his brother Henry’s outstanding military service in the French and Indian War.
The land was eventually divided between William’s two youngest sons, Robert Spotswood Russell and William Russell, Jr. Shortly after the end of the Revolutionary War, young William laid claim to the smaller portion (800 acres) so he could enjoy the mystical cave and ever-flowing spring that add an enchanting ambiance to what is now known as Mt. Brilliant. Russell chose the name to commemorate the Virginia estate of Patrick Henry’s family.
In 1792, Russell built the central portion of the house. Cuming remarked in his 1807 book, “Tour of the West”, that Mt. Brilliant, surrounded by a wall with turrets at each end, lacked “only the vineyards” in its similarity to the French Provincial regions of Languedoc and Provence.
Russell died in 1824 and his heirs sold Mt. Brilliant in 1863. In 1832, Mount Brilliant passed to Hamilton Atchison Jr. The historical connection here is the relation to David Rice Atchison, “President for a Day” between Presidents James Polk and Zachary Taylor, who often visited his cousins at Mount Brilliant. A Lexington native and 1825 graduate of Transylvania, Atchison moved to Missouri and later Kansas. He was a U.S. senator and an organizer of the Atchison-Topeka and Santa Fe Railway Mount Brilliant was sold in 1861 to Thomas Hughes, who later owned historical Elk Hill and Clifton. Arthur Delong acquired Mount Brilliant in 1891, until 1905 when it was purchased by James Ben Ali Haggin. The Haggin family owned the farm for the next 85 years, and it became a fixture in the Kentucky political and social scene in the 20th Century.
In fact, it was at a political rally held at Russell Cave, which lays on the Mt. Brilliant property, that the infamous duel between abolitionist Cassius Clay and Samuel M. Brown took place. Clay, Henry Clay’s cousin, was saved by a stroke of astonishing fortune when the bullet aimed directly for his heart ricocheted off the silver-lined sheath of his Bowie knife. Samuel Brown was in fact a hired assassin sent to kill Clay for his insistence that slavery be banned. It was in that very same cave on the Mt Brilliant property that many escaped slaves hid while on their journey north into Cincinnati. But the cave has a much deeper—and mystical quality that points back to the politics of the day. After all, it is more than a little intriguing that a political rally for which the Clay, Brown duel occurred was in a cave when a perfectly good mansion was available just a few hundred feet away above the creek bed.
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Let us now study what was around that cave on the Mt Brilliant property as described in 1872 by George Washington Ranck. I include it here as I have looked for a hard copy of the book but only know of the scanned online copy by Cornell University. Should fortunes change and documentation of such resources online cease—a proper record of the evidence is necessary. It may also be desired to perform some archaeology if the owner would permit it. In the cave, bones were found of these ancient people and has been the site of many turbulent events since. There are few caves in the world that have hosted such a variety of characters as that of Russell Cave, but spelunking is not the most comfortable. Much of it is flooded so trudging through the cold water to the locations where archaeology could be properly performed will take some effort and discomfort. But it is there and only there that the ancient race of people can ever hope to be ascertained, as all the remnants of what is described below has been destroyed except for the text you are about to read. Of that text I have performed some basic editing to make it more digestible. The pictures included I deliberately kept the property of Mt. Brilliant out of the pictures to respect the owners privacy. Only the cave area is zoomed in on due to the historical significance of it. The wide pan shot is of the area described below. The elements described below used to be sprawled out within the picture frame and were quite large. If anything still remains, it would be difficult to detect due to 200 years of aggressive use of the land, and modern construction along with farming. The original text can be found at the concluding link
“Some months after he had examined and described the fortification at the head of Hickman creek, Prof. Eafinesque surveyed the upper group on North Elkhorn, near Russell’s cave, or what is now known as the West place. We quote his description of it, which will be read with more and more interest and wonder as time passes, and slowly but surely levels with the earth and blots out forever all that is left to remind us of a lost race, whose stupendous structures covered the fertile tract which afterward became the favorite hunting ground of savage tribes. He says: “I visited this upper group of monuments, a few days ago, in company with two gentlemen of Lexington. They are situated about six miles from this town, in a north-northeast direction, on the west and back part of Colonel Russell’s farm, which stands on the road leading from Lexington to Cynthiana. “The ground on which they stand is a beautiful level spot, covered with young trees and short grass, or line turf, on the south side of a bend of North Elkhorn creek, nearly opposite the mouth, and close by Hamilton’s farm and spring, which lie west of them. They extend as far as Russell’s cave, on the east side of the Cynthiana road. “No. 1, which stands nearly in the center, is a circular enclosure, six hundred feet in circumference, formed of four parts : 1. A broad circular parapet, now about twenty feet broad, and two feet high. 2. An inward ditch, now very shallow and nearly on a level with the outward ground. 3. A gateway, lying due north, raised above the ditch, about fifteen feet broad, and leading to the central area. 4. A square central area, raised nearly three feet above the ditch, perfectly square and level, each side seventy feet long and facing the four cardinal points. ” No. 2 lies northeast of No. 1, at about two hundred and fifty feet distance; it is a regular, circular, convex mound, one hundred and seventy-five feet in circumference, and nearly four feet high, surrounded by a small outward ditch. ” No. 3 lies nearly north of No. 1, and at about two hundred and fifty feet distance from No. 2. It is a singular and complicated monument, of an irregular square form, nearly conical, or narrower at the upper end, facing the creek. It consists: 1. Of a high and broad parapet, about one hundred feet long and more than five feet high, as yet, above the inward ditch on the south base, which is about seventy-five feet long. 2. Of an inside ditch. 3. Of an area of the same form with the outward parapet, but rather uneven. 4. Of an obsolete broad gateway at the upper west side. 5. Of an irregular raised platform, connected with the outward parapet, and extending toward the north to connect it with several mounds. 6. Of three small mounds, about fifty feet in circumference, and two feet high, standing irregularly around that platform, two on the west side and one on the east. ” No. 4. These are two large sunken mounds, connected with No. 3. One of them stands at the upper end of the platform, and is sunk in an outward circular ditch, about two hundred and fifty feet in circumference, and two feet deep. The mound, which is perfectly round and convex, is only two feet high, and appears sunk in the ditch. Another similar mound stands in a corn-field, connected by a long raised way to the upper east end of the parapet in No. 3. “No. 5 is a monument of an oblong square form, consisting of the four usual parts of a parapet, an inward ditch, a central area, and a gateway. This last stands nearly opposite the gateway of No. 3, at about one hundred and twenty-five feet distance, and leads over the ditch to the central area. The whole outward circumference of the parapet is about four hundred and forty feet. The longest side fronts the southwest and northeast, and is one hundred and twenty feet long, while the shortest is one hundred feet long. The central area is level, and has exactly half the dimensions of the parapet, being sixty feet long and fifty wide. It is raised two or three feet as well as the parapet. The end opposite the gateway is not far from Hamilton’s spring. “Now to No. 6 is a mound without a ditch, one hundred and ninety feet in circumference, and five feet high. It lies nearly west from No. 1.
“No. 7 is a stone mound, on the east side of Russell’s spring, and on the brim of the gully. It lies east from the other monuments and more than half a mile distant. It is ten feet high and one hundred and seventy-five feet in circumference, being formed altogether by loose stones heaped together, but now covered with a thin soil of stone and grass. “No. 8 is a similar stone mound, but rather smaller, lying north of number. 7, at the confluence of Russell’s spring with North Elkhorn. “Among the principal peculiarities, which I have noticed in this .group of monuments, the square area of No. 1, enclosed within a circular ditch and parapet, is very interesting, since it exhibits’ a new compound geometrical form of building. The ditch must have been much deeper once, and the parapet, with the area, much higher; since, during the many centuries which have elapsed over these monuments, the rains, dust, decayed plants, and trees must have gradually filled the ditch, etc. I was told by Mr. Martin that within his recollection, or about twenty-five years ago, the ditch in the monument at the head of Hickman’s creek was at least one foot deeper. “Whenever we find central and separated areas in the Alleghawian monuments, we must suppose they were intended for the real places of worship and sacrifices, where only the priests and chiefs were admitted, while the crowd stood probably on the parapet to look on; and, in fact, these parapets are generally convex and sloping inward or toward the central area. “The ditched mound, No. 2, is remarkable, and must have had a peculiar destination, like the sunken mounds. No. 4, which differ from No. 2 merely by being much lower, and appearing, therefore, almost sunk in the ditch. “The stone mounds, Nos. 7 and 8, are also peculiar and evidently sepulchral. But why were the dead bodies covered here with stone instead of earth? Perhaps these mounds belonged to different tribes, or the conveniency of finding stones, in the rocky neighborhood of Russell’s cave and spring, may have been an inducement for employing them.” Some of these mounds described by Rafinesque were visited in 1846, and found to be nearly obliterated ; others, however, near the dividing line between the old military survey of Dandridge and Meredith, were still distinct, and were described in 1847 as follows: ” The most easterly work is on the estate of C. C. Moore. It is on the top of a high bluff, on the west side of Elkhorn, in the midst of a very thick growth, mostly of sugar trees, the area within a deep and broad circular ditch is about a quarter of an acre of land. The ditch is still deep enough in some places to hide a man on horseback. The dirt taken from, the ditch is thrown outward; and there is a gateway where the ditch was never dug, some ten feet wide on the north side of the circle. Trees several hundred years old are growing on the bank and in the bottom of the ditch and over the area which it encloses, and the whole region about it. There is another work a quarter of a mile west of the above one. It commences on the Meredith estate and runs over on the Cabells’ Dale property, and contains about ten acres of land. The shape of the area is not unlike that of the moon when about two-thirds full. The dirt from the ditch inclosing this area is thrown sometimes out, sometimes in, and sometimes both ways. An ash tree was cut down in the summer of 1845, which stood upon the brink of this ditch, which, upon being examined, proved to be four hundred years old. The ditch is still perfectly distinct throughout its whole extent, and in some places is so deep and steep as to be dangerous to pass with a carriage. A mound connected with this same chain of works was opened in the summer of 1871. It is situated about half a mile west of the earthwork already described as on top of the bluff, and about a quarter of a mile north of the larger oval one. It is on the farm of Mr. James Fisher, adjoining the plantation on which Dr. Eobert Peter at present resides, and is part of the old Meredith property before mentioned. The mound has a diameter of about seventy feet, and rises with a regular swell in the center to the height of three and a half to four feet above the general level of the valley pasture on which it is located, only about fifteen feet above low water in the North Elkhorn creek, and about three hundred and twenty-five feet south from its margin. Mr. Fisher made an excavation into the center of this mound about four to five feet in diameter and about three and a half feet deep, in which, in a bed of wood-ashes containing charred fragments of small wood, he found a number of interesting copper, flint, bone, and other relics of the ancient Mound Builders, which were carefully packed by Dr. Robert Peter (who resides on the adjoining Meredith farm), and transmitted to the Smithsonian Institute, at “Washington, for preservation. The copper articles were five in number; three of which were irregularly oblong-square implements or ornaments, about four inches in length and two and one-eighth to three and three-quarter inches wide and one-quarter inch thick at lower end (varying somewhat in size, shape, and thickness); each with two curved horns attached to the corners of one end, which is wider and thinner than the other end. These were evidently made of native copper, by hammering, are irregular in thickness and rude in workmanship, and have been greatly corroded in the Japseof time, so that they not only have upon them a thick coating of green carbonate and red oxide of copper, but the carbonate had cemented these articles, with adjoining flint arrow-heads, pieces of charcoal, etc., into one cohering mass, in the bed of ashes, etc., in which they were found lying irregularly one upon the other. The other two copper implements were axes or hatchets; one nearly six inches long, the other nearly four inches; each somewhat adze-shaped wider at one end, which end had a sharp cutting edge. With these were found nearly a peck of flint arrow-heads, all splintered and broken, as by the action of fire; also, three hemispherical polished pieces of red hematitic iron ore about two inches in diameter; some door-button shaped pieces of limestone, each perforated with two holes; several pieces of sandstone, which seemed to have been used for grinding and polishing purposes; and many fragments of bones of animals, mostly parts of ribs, which appeared to have been ground or shaped ; among which was one, blackened by fire, which seemed to have been part of a handle of a dagger; also, some fragments of pottery, etc. The fragments of charcoal, lying near the copper articles, were saturated with carbonate of copper, resulting from the oxidation of the copper articles, parts of which were oxidized to the center, although a quarter of an inch in thickness; and many pieces of this coal and portions of flint arrow-heads remain strongly cemented to the copper implements by this carbonate. To what uses these rude, oblong- square horned copper articles were put, except for ornament, cannot be conjectured. No inscription or significant murk was found on any of them. No human bones could be distinguished among the fragments found, but only the immediate center of the mound was opened. The citizens of Lexington may, in truth, muse among the ancient ruins and awe-inspiring relics of a once mighty people. “Who and what were the beings who fought with these weapons, ate from these vessels, built these tombs and mounds and altars, and slept at last in this now concealed catacomb? Where existed that strange nation, whose grand chain of works seemed to have Lexington for its nucleus and center? We can only speculate! One inclines to the opinion that they were contemporaries of the hardy Picts. Another declares them identical with the Alleghawians or progenitors of the Aztecs, and cites as proof, the remains of their temples, which are declared to be wonderfully similar to those of the ancient Mexicans described by Baron Humboldt. The earthen vessels here plowed up from the virgin soil, he says, were like those used by the Alleghawians for cooking purposes. Still another writer, dwelling upon the mummies here discovered, sees in the original inhabitants of Lexington, a people descended from the Egyptians. Other authors, eminent and learned, almost without number, have discussed this subject, but their views are as conflicting as those already mentioned, and nothing is satisfactory, except the negative assurance that the real first settlers of Lexington, the State of Kentucky, and the entire Mississippi valley, were not the American Indians, as no Indian nation has ever built walled cities, defended by entrenchments, or buried their dead in sepulchers hewn in the solid rock. “Who, then, were these mysterious beings? From whence did they come? What were the forms of their religion and government? Are questions that will probably never be solved by mortal man; but that they lived and flourished centuries before the Indian who can doubt? Where they erected their Cyclopean temples and cities, with no vision of the red men who would come after them, and chase the deer and the buffalo over their leveled and grass-covered walls. Here they lived, and labored, and died, before Columbus had planted the standard of old Spain upon the shores of a new world; while Gaul, and Britain, and Germany were occupied by roving tribes of barbarians, and, it may be, long before imperial Rome had reached the height of her glory and splendor. But they had no literature, and when they died they were utterly forgotten. They may have been a great people, but it is all the same to those who came if they were not, for their greatness was never recorded. Their history was never written not a letter of their language remains, and even their name is forgotten. They trusted in the mighty works of their hands, and now, indeed, are they a dead nation and a lost race. The ancient city which stood where Lexington now stands, has vanished like a dream, and vanished forever. Another has well said: “Hector and Achilles, though mere barbarians, live because sung by Homer. Grermanicus lives as the historian himself said, because narrated by Tacitus; but these builders of mounds perish because no Homerarid no Tacitus has told of them. It is the spirit only, which, by the pen, can build immortal monuments.” It is a favorite theory of many that the Indians of North America migrated from Asia; that the once noble race, which has almost melted away, was descended from the ten tribes of Israel which were driven from Palestine seven hundred years before the birth of Christ. But this is a theory only. The advent of the Indians and the stock from which they sprung will never be determined; but that they came after the “Mound Builders” is evident. The appearance of the Indians was the death-knell of that doomed race whose rich and beautiful lands and spoil-gorged cities inflamed the desperate and destitute invaders. The numerous tumuli which yet remain attest the fierceness of the conflict which ensued. A great people were swept out of existence, their cities disappeared, the grass grew above them, and in time the forests.”
Avid readers of the day like Thomas Jefferson and the Illuminati practitioner Harman Blennerhassett knew of Thomas Ashe’s book from his Travels in America—which wasn’t published until 1806, but word of its contents were spreading as Ashe visited taverns and allowed listeners to know the contents of his manuscripts. Ashe was the third son of a half-pay officer, and was born at Glasnevin, near Dublin, 15 July 1770. He received a commission in the 83rd regiment of foot, which, however, was almost immediately afterwards disbanded; and he was sent to a counting-house at Bordeaux. There he suffered a short imprisonment for wounding in a duel a gentleman whose sister he had seduced, but, the wound not proving fatal, the prosecution was not persisted in.
Returning to Dublin, Ashe was appointed secretary to the Diocesan and Endowed Schools Commission, but, getting into debt, resigned his office and retired to Switzerland. He then spent several years in foreign travel, living, according to his own account,[1] in a free and unconstrained fashion, and experiencing a somewhat chequered fortune.
In his later years Ashe was short of money. He died at Bath on 17 December 1835.
Besides recording in his Memoirs his impressions of the countries he visited, Ashe published separately:
Memoirs of Mammoth and other Bones found in the vicinity of the Ohio, 1806; and
A Commercial and Geographical Sketch of Brazil and Madeira, 1812.
He was also the author of novels, including the Spirit of the Book, 1811, 4th edition 1812; the Liberal Critic, or Henry Percy, 1812: and the Soldier of Fortune, 1816.
The skeptic might be reluctant to believe in Ashe’s accounts of an ancient Lexington, and I might too if I did not know that a housing development nearly bulldozed the ancient city of Cahokia outside of St. Louis mistaking the mounds there as simple hills. If nobody had put a stop to the process during construction of the St Louis eastside, Monks Mound would have been leveled as well and the bones within the mounds destroyed nearly unnoticed under the trampling of machinery. In Lexington, with the violent past it had and history with Transylvania added to the complicated history making legitimate archaeological study of the area nearly impossible. Transylvania, or the Transylvania Colony, was a short-lived, extra-legal colony founded in 1775 by Richard Henderson, who controlled the North Carolina based Transylvania Company, which had reached an agreement to purchase the land from the Cherokee in the “Treaty of Sycamore Shoals”. This area was claimed at the time by the Province of Virginia —especially following Lord Dunmore’s War —and North Carolina. It is primarily located in what is now the central and western parts of the State of Kentucky. American pioneer Daniel Boone was hired by Henderson to establish the Wilderness Road going through the Cumberland Gap into central “Kentuckee”, where he founded Boonesborough, the designated capital of the Transylvania colony. Transylvania officially ceased to exist after the Virginia General Assembly invalidated the Transylvania Company’s purchase in 1776. Richard Henderson fancied the start of his own colony prior to the Revolutionary War. If he had succeeded it would have been a 14th colony. So there was some recklessness in the building of Lexington as ownership changed hands, Indians continuously attacked, and only blood thirsty soldiers of fortune and those fleeing religious persecution were the first to fill the land plagued with violence. Lexington was erected as a city under forged conditions—and archaeology was not their primary concern.
But the Illuminati in America knew what they thought that ancient race was, and they built their secrets around that knowledge attempting to tap into that energy believed to reside around them. It is therefore ironic that the horse racing culture emerged so prominently in Lexington of all places, and that the spirited horses born there have an otherworldly appeal. It is also ironic that politics, the abolitionist movement and many important historic events culminated at that very spot around Russell’s Cave for well over 200 years—but the evidence of those happenings has been carefully obscured—and overlooked. Instead modern society is obsessed with the mansions, the gardens, and the horses of that former ancient society. The spender of elegance has disguised the fact that an entire race of people unknown to time was eradicated at that very spot. With earthworks only rivaling the Newark, Ohio site and Serpent Mound a picture of a vast civilization that lived in the Kentucky and Ohio region well before any Indian hunted with a spear or threw a rock is evident. These were people who mummified their bodies, offered sacrifices on stone alters, and had advanced mathematical knowledge. Their evidence has been confined behind a thin veil of opulence associated with the horse racing culture and the hidden knowledge of secret societies.
The political rally in 1843 where so many prominent politicians and events collected themselves for more than the acoustical qualities of a cave, it was known among them that in such a cave the ancients of that great race dwelled and buried their dead. But being part of a new country these early settlers had no predilection in assuming they were the first to arrive in such a vast landscape. They had no Columbus Day to celebrate, or progressive history in maintaining a history of the African-American or Indian people. They simply hoped to learn from those ancient people what they could as they forged a new country and if you were a good little politician or financial donor you might be invited to that secret Illuminati/Masonic knowledge of those strange people who resided in Lexington Kentucky thousands of years before a white man ever arrived—or an Indian.
And so it goes one of the greatest mysteries in the North American continent is buried under the city of Lexington and is only hinted at by the Masonic architecture littering the region, or the artwork at the various mansions around the Lexington horse farms. Knowledge is power, and so long as few people knew of this ancient race, there was unification in that harmonious correspondence with those who were invited to gather in the ancient catacombs of what was left of the great race who originally founded America and were dedicated to the service of freedom for all—even the slaves as Cassius Clay so valiantly defended in the cave’s mouth under the estate of Mt. Brilliant built upon the ruins of a lost race. Lexington was the destruction of a genius lost to history and only known to a few of the most educated and enlightened. But now dear reader—you can count yourselves among them—because you know too the truth long suppressed.
Well, Blennerhassett placed his house within close proximity to the ancient Serpent Mound just to the west of his location, and many major earthworks in West Virginia and Pennsylvania. Also the Newark earthworks just to the east of Columbus, Ohio were nearby as well and could be reached fairly easily even in those primitive days of travel. The ancient society of Cahokia was just down the river and even though not discovered until the middle of the 20th century, legends of these massive pre-Columbian cities permeated the secret texts of the very learned from Europe. In fact, if you take the summation of beliefs found in The Book of Mormon, the various secret beliefs of the Bavarian Illuminati, the Masonic Lodges, Scientology as well as thousands of little fringe groups espousing a multitude of beliefs—then examine the kind of things that federal grant starved scientists are “withholding” from the public record you get an answer that goes something like what is explained in the below video. Watch closely. You will learn a lot dear reader and will begin to understand why the Illuminati had their eye on Ohio even from the distant castles of Europe.
I have an entire encyclopedia of books that I inherited from my grandmother called The Living Bible Encyclopedia in Story and Pictures published in 1968. She lived deep in the county when I was a kid and when my parents would go on a date night they would drop me off at her house to spend the night which I always enjoyed—because there were always adventures at grandma’s house. I trust older books more than newer ones so when I want to confirm something suspicious I revert back to those old books that I used to pour through when those times arrive. Back then public education wasn’t so progressively militant. It was still very bad, but the agenda driven dialogue had not yet matured. When I first started browsing through those stacks of books the Department of Education had just been formed, so some of the mound building cultures were still taught in Ohio History and other similar classes. So when looking into these claims from many sources that the skeletons of giants found all over America—particularly in Ohio and Kentucky were a society of Amorites I turned to my old books and found a definition of them on page 86 volume 1 of 152. On that page I found a very similar definition as to what I found on Wikipedia which is shown below.
The Amorites (SumerianMAR.TU, AkkadianTidnum or Amurrūm, EgyptianAmar, Hebrew אמורי Ĕmōrī, Ancient GreekΑμορίτες) were an ancient Semitic-speaking people[1] from ancient Syria who also occupied large parts of Mesopotamia from the 21st century BC. The term Amurru in Akkadian and Sumerian texts refers to them, as well as to their principal deity.
In the earliest Sumerian sources concerning the Amorites, beginning about 2400 BC, the land of the Amorites (“the Mar.tu land”) is associated not with Mesopotamia but with the lands to the west of the Euphrates, including Canaan and what was to become Syria.
They appear as an uncivilized and nomadic people in early Mesopotamian sources, especially connected with the mountainous region of Jebel Bishri in Syria called the “mountain of the Amorites”. The ethnic terms Amurru and Amar were used for them in Akkadian and Ancient Egyptian respectively. From the 21st century BC, possibly triggered by a long major drought starting about 2200 BC, a large-scale migration of Amorite tribes infiltrated southern Mesopotamia. They were one of the instruments of the downfall of the Sumerian Third Dynasty of Ur, and Amorite dynasties both usurped native Sumero-Akkadian rulers of long extant south Mesopotamian city states (such as Isin, Larsa, Eshnunna and Kish), and also established new city-states, the most famous of which was Babylon, although it was initially a minor and insignificant state.
Known Amorites wrote in a dialect of Akkadian found on tablets at Mari dating from 1800–1750 BC. Since the language shows northwest Semitic forms and constructions, the Amorite language was presumably a northwest Semitic dialect of the Canaanite language group, as opposed to the east Semitic Akkadian language. The main sources for the extremely limited knowledge about Amorite are the proper names, not Akkadian in style, that are preserved in such texts.
Given a culture that is rumored to have built the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Tower of Babel and a number of ancient wonders which are now off-limits to proper scientific research because they are in perpetual war-torn counties like Iraq, Syria, Jordan, Israel, and Iran it is not hard to believe the accounts that the Amorites had the ability to circumnavigate the globe and operated this gigantic trade network out of ports in the Persian Gulf and Mediterranean. There are many modern speculations about the emergence of similar cultures as to what was found in Mesopotamia at the time springing up all over the world and that UFO’s were picking up travelers and hauling them all over the planet to converse with far distant people and settlements—but the logical conclusion is that the Amorites had risen and fell as a technological power and had the ability to reach every corner of the world before a single page of the Bible was ever written.
From my trusted book it says additionally of the Amorites, “They were a very prominent people in pre-Israelitish (sic) days, for it is believed that at one time their kingdom occupied the larger part of Mesopotamia and Syria, with their capital at Aaran. The Mari tablets throw a flood of light on them and it is now thought that Amraphel King of Shinar (Gen. 14:1), was one of their kings. People from the north drove them from this region, causing them to settle in Babylonia, where they brought that entire area under their control, giving to Babylonia one of the richest periods in her history. When after several hundred years, they were defeated by the Hitties, they settled throughout a large portion of Canaan and may even have ruled in Egypt for a time.”
It should then be viewed the movie Lawrence of Arabia to understand how T.E. Lawrence was essentially used by the British government and King Feisal of the Saudi Arabian region to conquer the Middle East from Turkish rule to pave the way for the kind of division that occurs in the Middle East to this day. The ending of that movie about the real life exploits of T.E. Lawrence is quite powerful—and telling. What the English empire wanted was to re-create the nation of Israel against the tide of Islamic rule in the region and they used Lawrence to achieve the task and ease tensions with the natives. The reason would point back to the same type of secret societies operating in England at the time and Bavarian style Illuminati hatched in Germany of which Blennerhassett was so much a part. Of those Illuminati beliefs was that the mounds of Ohio and the American “west” were the far-flung cultures of the Armonites who were in fact the ancestors of the Israelites—the so-called “lost tribe” theory.
As the Armonites fell from power in the Middle East, as all great powers do when their culture collapses against their philosophy, what was left of them ended up around the world particularly in North America where rich copper mines and land without much by way of competing civilizations would allow them to flourish. They were rumored to be a large people of above average height which today might be considered giants and they are what accounts for some of the large graves found around the Ohio valley containing large groups of very tall people. As generations died off and were cut from their homeland in the Middle East their science and technology evaporated from their culture. As the Chinese were also traveling the world in a similar manner they bred with the Amorites and produced the type of people seen today as “Indians.”
Legend fills the secret writings of many societies obsessed with the occult. And for an Illuminati member like Harmon Blennerhassett he was quite happy in the land of legend with a European style home helping to transform the world in the same manner that his descendents would eventually perform in the Middle East during the time of Lawrence just ahead of the Treaty of Versailles. The Illuminati after all were not all bad—they did want freedom for every human being. They wanted to end slavery and empower women. They planned secretly to throw off the chains of European kingship forever and replace it with a New World Order. Their intent was a good one from that perspective. But, where they failed then and continue to fail is that they believe they are the ones who should govern in the place of kings as cultured intellectual beings. They believe in Plato’s Republic that philosopher kings should guide society and that it is they “the illuminated ones” who should provide that service. One of the ways that they stay in control is by suppressing information which is why nobody is teaching this kind of thing about the mound builders in public school. Instead schools teach that the mounds were built by Indians so to give weight to the culture of “Native Americans” and therefore guilt for destroying their race during the creation of America. In this way, America is viewed as a villain that served a strategic purpose for the Illuminati—but once that purpose is filled, people will gladly throw off the nation in favor of something more inclusive to Indians—and fair. The Illuminati after all is on a strategic course with a long vision for the world and are operating in much the same way that the English used the Lawrence of Arabia to conquer the Middle East for the empire. For the Illuminati and high degree Masons, it is the kind of hidden knowledge that helps keep their membership up and gives people something to strive for to learn.
Yet when time ran out on Blennerhassett he resorted to the alchemy of his craft perfected in the Illuminati with a belief that ritual sacrifice of some type might invoke the spirits of the dead to their aid in the real world. So obviously members of the Illuminati were not so “bright.” But it was 1806 after all, and Blennerhassett was on the frontier of a strange new land—so some slack can be given to him for his infantile beliefs. But much of this ancient belief system is coming out in the politics of our day. The New World Order is still playing their games and causing strife with local people so to fulfill a prophesy they believe has been handed down to them from ancient people like the Amorites. Through war, regulation, and emotional strife they attempt to keep their secret hidden just a bit longer—but the essence of their belief is just as stupid as Harman Blennerhassett trying to invoke the spirits of some Kentucky Giants to bring down the walls of Jericho upon the heads of his enemies in hot pursuit of he and Aaron Burr. But what he learned was that those giants were only bones left by a dead civilization suppressed from the public record. And that their culture died of its own accord built by pillars of ultimate ignorance because even though they displayed great mathematics and science—their society still failed. And there is no amount of effort that a secret society or some chants from a blood sacrifice can do to alter history because the ghosts of those people will not be able to help. If they could—they would have helped their own culture instead of just piling up mounds of dirt to appeal to the heavens and the people who left them on earth to begin with. With knowledge as the reference point, it is easy to see that even the dreaded Illuminati in times of crises and direct confrontation are as inept as the ancient Amorites and were only able to flourish as a culture when strife was not part of their society.
Just some things to consider when weighing out the motivations of the current world political movements and their end results. Like the Amorites, their day in the sun has been done for quite a long time. They just don’t know it yet. Their graves are not in Augusta, Kentucky or the Mounds of Ohio, but in the courtrooms and political establishments of America and Europe. They are the living dead—ghosts of their own making.
One the night of the winter solstice with this friend Aaron Burr downstream on the Ohio River and his wife and consolidated militia forces gathered from Marietta, Ohio at his palatial home on an island in the middle of the great river, upstream Harman Blennerhassett had bet his aristocratic European fortune on the former Vice-President and lost. Their insurrection had been snuffed out by Thomas Jefferson and now troops sent by the Governor of Ohio were on their way to arrest him forcing him to flee. Soon the entire young country of America would be bearing down on him and there would be no place to go. Being a member of the Bavarian Illuminati and close friends with its founder, Blennerhassett in a last gasp of desperation had heard of the recent discoveries of the secret which his order had been keeping for generations through the Masonic lodges which climbed back into history for thousands of years. General Payne while digging his home in Augusta, Kentucky found an entire grave yard of the ancients laid to rest between Bracken and Locust Creek—under the entire town. A quick ritual might in fact save him with some alchemy and invocation that the spirit of those giants from Kentucky might rise up from the spirit world and give assistance to his fledgling fortune.
If you know anything of such secret societies, this is likely what happened and why Harman Blennerhassett was caught trying to fund an insurrection through Aaron Burr on his island oasis just to the south of Parkersburg, West Virginia. The giants of Kentucky had just been discovered while building Augusta just southeast of Cincinnati on the Ohio River and as it was known then, and now, the corridor of the Ohio River extending from the shores of Pittsburg to the ancient city of Cahokia outside of St Louis was a haven of occult activity. It was in this region that the monstrous terrorists of Point Pleasant, West Virginia haunted the entire town and where the Bird Man god presided over 30,000 ancient people with ritual sacrifice at Cahokia. Roaming Northern Kentucky well before the tallest, and oldest trees of that region were even saplings, giants inhabited the area before any Indians had formed up from China to create the nomadic people attributed as Native Americans. To review the kind of beliefs that Masons and Illuminati members have read the link below. I know a lot of Masons—all of them think of themselves as “men of God” and that their order is a good one. But not a single person has been able to dispute the history and rituals described in the articles starting with the one below and backtracking the links on a journey into the occult that will change the way the world is viewed. But for now, understand that Harman Blennerhassett was in trouble—he had the entire nation of America on his heels and he needed help—any help to save himself and his fortune. In his hour of need, he attempted to contact the spirits of the Giants of Kentucky to provide aid.
Jeffery Scott Holland as well as other sources have assembled an interesting tale of how Aaron Burr came into contact with Harman Blennerhassett, and how the insurrection against America began—which can be seen below. Burr after his duel and killing of Alexander Hamilton was on the political out. The Republican Party did not back him after Jefferson’s easy re-election and most of the Federalists had been driven from American office—except on the Supreme Court. Jefferson attacked and attempted to impeach Justice Samuel Chase but Burr being President of the Senate held off the endeavor which effectively ended his political career. With nowhere to go and on the run from New York because of his killing of Hamilton, Burr assembled a plot to start his own country which took him to the European style mansion built-in the middle of the Ohio River which is still standing to this day. Daily tours of the home are offered and guides will tell of the elegance of a European aristocrat who wanted to bring the same type of “social justice” that Aaron Burr stood for, to the new country. Burr and Blennerhassett shared a belief that the truly educated men of the world had an obligation to free people everywhere of their superstitious burdens and provide enlightenment to a new world order. Since Burr had done all he could politically in the country of America—he knew the only next step for him was to start a new country and bring to it his hopes and dreams of a utopian society as conceived by the early Republicans. Fortunately for him, Blennerhassett wanted the same type of thing and had the money—and social pull to gather up men and resources making Blennerhassett Island a launching point for insurrection.
In 1792, General John Payne made a strange discovery while building his house in the tiny town of Augusta, KY, 63 miles North of Lexington. Payne’s firsthand account is related in Historical Sketches of Kentucky by Lewis Collins:
“The bottom on which Augusta is situated is a large burying ground of the ancients…They have been found in great numbers, and of all sizes, everywhere between the mouths of Bracken and Locust Creeks, a distance of about a mile and a half. From the cellar under my dwelling, 60 by 70 feet, over a hundred and ten skeletons were taken. I measured them by skulls, and there might have been more, whose skulls had crumbled into dust…The skeletons were of all sizes, from seven feet to infant.
David Kilgour (who was a tall and very large man) passed our village at the time I was excavating my cellar, and we took him down and applied a thigh bone to his. The man, if well-proportioned, must have been 10 to 12 inches taller than Kilgour, and the lower jaw bone would slip on over his, skin and all. Who were they? How came their bones here?
When I was in the army, I inquired of old Crane, a Wyandot and of Anglerson, a Delaware, both intelligent old chiefs, and they could give me no information in reference to these remains of antiquity. Some of the largest trees of the forest were growing over the remains when the land was cleared in 1792.”
A few years later, on December 21, 1806, the town of Augusta, KY was visited by Harman Blennerhassett, lawyer, occultist, and member of the Illuminati. Was he aware of the ancient underground civilization in the region?
Blennerhassett was born on October 8, 1764 in Ireland and moved to the USA with his wife, where they settled on Blennerhassett Island on the Ohio River. Blennerhassett was a friend and colleague of Adam Weishaupt, and a member of his Order of the Illuminati, reaching the level of Illuminatus Magus. He was also a friend of Vice President Aaron Burr, with whom he, some allege, engaged in a conspiracy to, among other things, remove President Thomas Jefferson from power. The plot was discovered, and Blennerhassett’s secret camp at Marietta was destroyed on December 19, 1806.
Blennerhassett fled with about 50 of his fellow initiates, leaving his wife, his sons and the rest of his guerrilla troops behind. But here’s what has always puzzled me: instead of making a direct exit, Blennerhassett risked making a mysterious side trip to Augusta, KY, arriving on the day of the solstice. Given his penchant for mystical folderol, it seems clear to me that there must have been some occult significance to his visit to Augusta. But what? We may never know.
U.S. PresidentThomas Jefferson ordered Burr arrested and indicted for treason, despite not providing firm evidence. Burr’s true intentions remain unclear to historians, some of whom claim he intended to take parts of Texas and some, or all, of the Louisiana Purchase, for himself. Burr was acquitted of treason, but the trial destroyed his already faltering political career.
That year Burr traveled down the Ohio River starting in Pittsburgh to the Louisiana Territory.[4] In the spring, Burr met with Harman Blennerhassett, who proved valuable in helping Burr further his plan. He provided friendship, support, and most importantly, access to the island which he owned on the Ohio River, about 2 miles (3 km) below what is now Parkersburg, West Virginia. In 1806, Blennerhassett offered to provide Burr with substantial financial support. Burr and his co-conspirators used this island as a storage space for men and supplies. Burr tried to recruit volunteers to enter Spanish territories. In New Orleans, he met with the Mexican Associates, a group of criollos whose objective was to conquer Mexico. Burr was able to gain the support of New Orleans’ Catholic bishop for his expedition into Mexico. Reports of Burr’s plans first appeared in newspaper reports in August 1805, which suggested that Burr intended to raise a western army and “to form a separate government.”
In early 1806, Burr contacted the Spanish minister, Carlos Martínez de Irujo y Tacón, and told him that his plan was not just western secession, but the capture of Washington, D.C. Irujo wrote to his masters in Madrid about the coming “dismemberment of the colossal power which was growing at the very gates” of New Spain.[5]Irujo gave Burr a few thousand dollars to get things started. The Spanish government in Madrid took no action.
Following the events in Kentucky, Burr returned to the West later in 1806 to recruit more volunteers for a military expedition down the Mississippi River. He began using Blennerhassett Island in the Ohio River to store men and supplies. The Governor of Ohio grew suspicious of the activity there, and ordered the state militia to raid the island and seize all supplies. Blennerhassett escaped with one boat, and he met up with Burr at the operation’s headquarters on the Cumberland River. With a significantly smaller force, the two headed down the Ohio to the Mississippi River and New Orleans. Wilkinson had vowed to supply troops at New Orleans, but he concluded that the conspiracy was bound to fail, and rather than providing troops, Wilkinson revealed Burr’s plan to President Jefferson. Wilkinson was at the time a paid spy for the Spanish crown and wanted to find a way out of the deal with Burr. Not wanting to lose the income he received from Spain as a spy, he sold Burr out to Jefferson.
Jefferson alerted Congress of the plan, and ordered the arrest of anyone who conspired to attack Spanish territory.[7] He warned authorities in the West to be aware of suspicious activities. Convinced of Burr’s guilt, Jefferson ordered his arrest. Burr continued his excursion down the Mississippi with Blennerhassett and the small army of men which they had recruited in Ohio. They intended to reach New Orleans, but in Bayou Pierre, 30 miles north of Natchez, they learned that a bounty was out for Burr’s capture. Burr and his men surrendered at Bayou Pierre, and Burr was taken into custody. Charges were brought against him in the Mississippi Territory, but Burr escaped into the wilderness. He was recaptured on February 19, 1807, and was taken back to Virginia to stand trial.[8]
Chiefly to escape involvement in the United Irishmen’s planned rebellion against British rule, but also to conceal his incestuous marriage, Blennerhassett emigrated to the United States in 1796. There, on the western Virginia frontier, he bought the upper half of an Ohio River island lying 1 1/2 miles downstream from what is now Parkersburg, West Virginia. It became the site of a European-style estate whose centerpiece was an enormous mansion surrounded by extravagantly landscaped lawns and gardens. For a brief period, the Blennerhassetts’ home became famous as the largest, most beautiful private residence in the American West. [1]
The most distinguished of the Blennerhassetts’ many visitors was the former vice president of the United States, Aaron Burr. His three stays on the island resulted in its becoming headquarters for his mysterious 1806-1807 military expedition to the Southwest. Although branded a treasonous plot (supposedly to separate the American West from the Union) by Burr’s enemy, President Thomas Jefferson, the enterprise’s true goal probably was the conquest of Spanish-ruled Texas.
As the result of the president’s call for the arrest of Burr, Blennerhassett, and their 70 followers, the mansion and island were occupied and plundered in December 1806 by local Virginia militia. Blennerhassett fled, was twice arrested, and finally imprisoned in the Virginia state penitentiary. He was only released following Burr’s acquittal at the end of a long 1807 treason trial at Richmond, Virginia. The Blennerhassetts never returned to their island home, which in 1811 was destroyed by fire.
At the Aaron Burr trial another Federalist with an axe to grind against Thomas Jefferson acquitted the former Vice-President of treason—Chief Justice Marshall did not consider conspiracy without actions sufficient for conviction. Burr hadn’t yet made a move against America—he had simply made plans—which were not considered action at the time. Burr was set free as was Harman Blennerhassett who had been stewing in prison with his fortune now eradicated. The spirits of the ancient Kentucky giants had not come to his rescue and he lived the rest of his life penniless and broken. Burr maintained his innocence of insurrection against America up until his dying breath. In truth, Burr came to realize once his coup was dissolved that he would never again be able to amass enough political power to do such a thing leaving him with the political achievements as Vice-President as his legacy—and for him—that would have to suffice.
Yet—and this is pure speculation of course—but when dealing with esoteric events on a world stage that involve political insurrections, incantations to an ancient race of giants, and the Illuminati all things must be considered with a straight face several years later—only about 200 years to be exact the actor George Clooney entered public school built right in the middle of the old graveyard of the giants as a 7th grader. The odd ball little kid would work hard to please his celebrity family’s reputation, his aunt Rosemary, his father Nick and his four times great-grandmother Nancy Hanks who was the mother of Abraham Lincoln. He tried out for the Cincinnati Reds baseball team but did not make the first cut. He attended college in Northern Kentucky University and the University of Cincinnati, but didn’t stick with it not graduating from either. He made most of his money selling women’s shoes, insurance, cutting tobacco and working construction. His luck changed when a television mini-series called Centennial was shot in Augusta in 1978. George got a bit part as an extra. From there a few years later he started doing small spots in television sitcoms like The Facts of Life, The Golden Girls and Roseanne. Soon he moved up the ladder in Hollywood getting his breakthrough role on the popular show ER. From there he stared in a series of movies becoming one of the Hollywood elite and for men chanting rituals residing in the back culture of Hollywood relishing in the Hermetic Order—George Clooney for them was like the second coming of Christ.
George is a political activist who very nearly represents the kind of political viewpoints that Harman Blennerhassett, believed. Clooney supports the United Nations in a way that would have made Adam Weishaupt, the founder of the Illuminati, very proud. Weishaupt and Blennerhassett believed that it was the elite—the educated who had to guide the world away from self-imposed mental imprisonment. Clooney supports this same global view and spends his spare time raising money for the American Foundation for Equal Rights and the Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network which creates safe spaces in schools for children who are perceived to be gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgender.
It is unlikely that George Clooney knows anything about the Illuminati or Harman Blennershassett. But anyone who has ever visited a small town and slept in the vicinity of ancient ruins knows the feeling of being forever watched even when the doors are closed and the shades are pulled in tight. It is also unlikely that Clooney or many of the current residents of Augusta, Kentucky know the role they played in the Aaron Burr plot to separate from America—and the giant bones buried under their feet have long been filed away as folklore and mostly destroyed. But perhaps the ghosts of those same bones did answer Harman Blennerhassett’s desperate rituals on the winter solstice of 1806. It just took them a century and a half to answer the plea, but provide the army they did. They didn’t provide assistance by way of military force or succession from the United States into a new country, but they may have provided a charismatic young man to do the work of Harman Blennershassett in the next century to continue the dreams of insurrection and country building by pure Illuminati philosophy as conceived on Blennershassett Island.
Clooney before attending Augusta middle school had went to Western Row Elementary, the same school that my children attended. It was there that my family had a run-in with public education that would last for the rest of my life when they instituted a policy of teaching children to put condoms on a dildo in the fourth grade which my wife and I stood against. Moving from Mason to Augusta Clooney in his first school year developed Bell’s palsy which is a condition that partially paralyzes the face. After nine months the malady went away—but in the darkest moments of his life sleeping in a house built in the middle of a graveyard of ancient giants invoked by the spell of the occultist Harman Blennershassett little George Clooney begged for help—and the paralysis to his face cleared up. He now serves willingly the type of policies born on Blennershassett Island between an Illuminati grand master and the former Vice-President of the United States.
It all makes a very interesting story and there is much need for speculation in order to connect the dots. But nothing can be ruled out if it is known that a great mystery ties all these events together which goes unspoken among the world of the living which may or not be known to the conscious world. Augusta, Kentucky is the quiet little town that seems inconspicuous enough, but was at the heart of a conspiracy to undo America as Burr was on a quest for political power. A powerful, influential actor was raised in Augusta who is now one of the leading progressives in media culture—a pace setter for the same type of behavior that many would consider the undoing of America. And below it all are the graves of an ancient society mysterious and unknown only by what they left being—which was destroyed by the construction of the town itself.
With such paradoxes, nothing can be ignored and even the most fantastic considerations made. For all the stories told above are true—every one. All that is unsupported by fact are the connections I make between them—which is as elusive as the Burr insurrection handled by a Federalist judge hell-bent on revenge against Thomas Jefferson. The Federalists would emerge in the next century as progressives and there are few progressives now as popular politically and in entertainment culture as George Clooney. Aaron Burr had taken the steps toward forming his own country, just as Clooney has shown that he is willing to reform America into the type of vision many of the original Illuminati members from the founding of the United States believed. But often luck requires the helping hand of invisible caretakers and what they all have in common is a race of lost giants in the land of Augusta hidden by folklore and only answerable to the most powerful incantations of alchemy and Masonic ritual. Luck almost never happens and the life and fortune of George Clooeny from Augusta, Kentucky is very lucky indeed.
Watch the videos above for more support material concerning this subject matter of occult and the Founding Fathers and how a race of ancient giants even to this day may involve you.
In that video Jim answered the question that has most plagued me, why aren’t these skeletons on display in museums—because many throughout the country are sitting in back rooms and private collections ready to be displayed to the world? Jim’s answer was the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act. The ( NAGPRA), Pub. L. 101-601, 25 U.S.C. 3001 et seq., 104 Stat. 3048, is a United States federal law enacted on 16 November 1990. That act makes such displays of Native American bones illegal assuming that Native American cultures are the proper caretakers of all things archaeologically and anthropologically viable regarding the North American Mound Builders. Even as there is strong evidence that most Native American Indian cultures were interbred with traveling Chinese fleets from the treasure boats of Zheng He during the Ming Dynasty of emperor Zhu Di and encountered a previous race of people already operating as advanced cultures in North America that was dying off.
The Act requires federal agencies and institutions that receive federal funding[1] to return Native American “cultural items” to lineal descendants and culturally affiliated Indian tribes and Native Hawaiian organizations. Cultural items include human remains, funerary objects, sacred objects, and objects of cultural patrimony. A program of federal grants assists in the repatriation process and the Secretary of the Interior may assess civil penalties on museums that fail to comply. For instance if a particular set of discovered bones cannot be traced back to a lineal descendent because they are in fact “giants” a museum is forced to sit on the display for fear that a Native American tribe might lay claim to the remains putting the museum in violation of the law.
NAGPRA also establishes procedures for the inadvertent discovery or planned excavation of Native American cultural items on federal or tribal lands. While these provisions do not apply to discoveries or excavations on private or state lands, the collection provisions of the Act may apply to Native American cultural items if they come under the control of an institution that receives federal funding.
Lastly, NAGPRA makes it a criminal offense to traffic in Native American human remains without right of possession or in Native American cultural items obtained in violation of the Act. Penalties for a first offense may reach 12 months imprisonment and a $100,000 fine. So in other words, any giant remains in private collections cannot be published because such a violation could be a punishable offense leaving people to hide such things in their closets and only talk about them around family dinner tables.
The arguments against the type of reporting that Jim Vieira was using to support his hypothesis is that the multitude of newspaper reports taken from all over the country saying the same things about giant human like bones are hoaxes typically created by sensational journalists trying to sell newspapers completely unsubstantiated by orthodox science—and cannot be therefore trusted. For instance the accounts of the Conneaut Creek settlers of 1813 who begin unearthing the “Conneaut Giants” that had skulls so large they could fit over the heads like helmets of the amateur archaeologists at the time. These discoveries have been ridiculed by orthodox science as a hoax even though there is much written about them. Like many discoveries at the time the bones were discovered while farming and building railroads. Religious belief and treasure hunting contaminated the study, as well as poor scientific practice. However, the lack of knowledge and preservation cannot erase the discoveries.
“…when the roadway of the Philadelphia & Erie road, where it passes through the Warfel farm, was being widened, another deposit of bones was dug up and summarily deposed of as before (Thrown in a neighboring ditch). Among the skeletons was one of agiant, side by side with a smaller one, probably that of his wife. The arm and leg bones of this native American Goliath were about one-half longer than those of the tallest man among the laborers; the skull was immensely large; the lower jawbone easily slipped over the face and whiskers of a full faced man, and the teeth were in a perfect state of preservation. Another skeleton was dug up in Conneaut Township a few years ago which was quite as remarkable in its dimensions. As in the other instance, a comparison was made with the largest man in the neighborhood , and the jawbone readily covered his face, while the lower bone of the leg was nearly a foot longer than the one with which it was measured, indicating that the man must have been eight to ten feet in height. The bones of a flathead were turned up in the same township some two years ago with a skull of unusual size. Relics of a former time have been gathered in that section by the pailful, and among other curiosities a brass watch was found that was as big as a common saucer.
An ancient graveyard was discovered in 1820, on the land now known as Dr. Carter and Dr. Dickinson places in Erie, which created quite a sensation at the time. Dr. Albert Thayer dug up some of the bones, and all indicated a race of beings of immense size.” (History of Erie County Volume 1; Warner, Beers and Co., 1884, pp. 166-169)
I wonder who has that large brass watch? And the reports of such things go on like that for mountains of documented evidence—some of which are probably hoaxes. Some are from aspiring writers wanting to make a name for themselves, some hoping to be some version of an Indiana Jones discovering the origins of mankind—but what they all have in common from a time where communication was not easy was that giant bones were found—poorly preserved by farmers, religious fanatics hoping them to be the lost tribes of Israel, and fortune finders. The bones were given to respected scientists who set up make-shift exhibits at first but took them down by the 1990s hoping to get federal money for their research and not wanting to be found in violation of NAGPRA. This is why there are no modern discoveries appearing—even though there are likely occasional instances—they are suppressed hoping not to violate any federal funding by their institutional backers.
The dominance of such discoveries during the settling of North America are unique in that a technology was brought with this new early American culture which could dig up land, build road and railways, and quickly erect homes. Once much of states like Ohio had been dug up and manipulated by construction methods and farming, the explosion of excavation revealing these giants subsided somewhat. Many farmers seeing some of these bones likely tossed them aside so not to prevent their work from getting done and might have casually talked about them to their families over dinner-but not taken any formal measures of preservation or study. I know how these people think, both of my grandparents were farmers. When they discovered things, they didn’t do anything with them if it impeded their work. One of my grandparents traveled only once in their life out-of-state. Their world view was entirely composed of life on their vast farm. They wouldn’t have taken bones discovered to a local museum or college. They’d toss them in a ditch so to milk the cows on time—which they had to do every day. By the time modern science had a chance to credibly conduct a study; modern politics was riddled with guilt over the treatment of Indians which prevented any intelligent contemplation of the matter. Like race relations, the Native American cultures laying claim to all ancestry of America—particularly mound building cultures prevented intelligent discussion in favor of feel good politics. Even though it is likely that the Hopewell and Adena Indians only inhabited many of these mound cultures as second-handers, the evidence of an advanced astronomical culture which felt compelled to build strange earthworks aimed at the heavens was much more sophisticated than the typical Indian and points to a deeper history yet unexplored.
Anyone who knows anything about modern education, politics, and general human behavior and a tendency to regulate themselves into second-hander compliance is that many things are hidden in broad daylight these days by sheer manipulation of facts in favor of federal funding. Nobody wants to lose their access to a tax payer funded gravy train, and most science exploration is very concerned with fitting their discoveries around the criteria of federal grants and other government revenue streams. And that is the real conspiracy.
People like Jim Vieira are doing the hard work out of passion—likely inspired by Indiana Jones films to uncover some great treasure unknown to the human race. What makes him more pure than say a Smithsonian scientist who is likely much more qualified is that Jim is not corrupted by federal money. He’s not out trying to sell his discoveries within the confines of the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act (NAGPRA) so to qualify for financial support. Recently when Jim’s video presentation to TED Talks was pulled from YouTube these were the reasons cited by Stacy Kontrabecki Curator of TEDx Shelburne Falls as written to Jim Vieira:
Basically, TED’s fact check found that your talk is based on a debunked popular hoax from the early 1900s and promotes a well-known and widely discredited fringe theory, while misrepresenting the existence of legitimate research on this issue. (TED/TEDx is not a platform that allows unsubstantiated claims to be put forward as science.) Here are just a few specific examples of the unsubstantiated claims in your TEDx talk:
At 2:03 — You claim: “These structures are so staggering that people don’t even think they exist still.” In fact, there is a general archaeological consensus about the impressive civilization demonstrated by the mound builders in Cahokia and similar sites.
At 4:05 — You claim: “The mound builders who built all kinds of structures.” All evidence for the mound builders’ architecture suggests that they built with sod packets and wood.
At 4:19 — You mention carbon-dating but do not specify what was carbon-dated. You cannot carbon-date stone. Again at 6:00.
At 7:26 — You mention Mayan theories. Since the recent deciphering of almost the full Mayan script, the astronomical preoccupation attributed to Mayan writings has been largely discredited. Most of the numbers found in the Mayan script are now believed to be dates of births, coronations and wars.
At 9:15 — You share newspaper clippings from the 19th century, including quotes from Abraham Lincoln, and claim they are evidence of giants. In fact, as one of our experts writes, “Skeletal hoaxes were common in the 19th century (e.g., Piltdown Man, the Cardiff Giant, and Barnum & Bailey Fiji mermaids [now at Harvard’s Peabody Museum]). If (and this is a big if) the 8-foot skeleton is real, it could be a case of medical gigantism, but it is more likely a case of exaggeration.”
With respect to the theories of gigantism, the TEDx fact checkers spoke to an expert who researched Middle Woodland and Mississippian skeletal collections at the Center for American Archaeology (CAA), based in Kampsville, IL, in 2007. The CAA is one of the largest repositories of excavated Woodland and Mississippian skeletal remains in the nation, and their osteological collections are available for student and scholarly study. One expert stated “I can assure you that the archaeological Woodland and Mississippian populations were not giants. In some cases, one can observe a slight decrease in average height (a few centimeters) with the transition from hunting and gathering to agriculture. This is a trend that is observed in many cultures that undergo an agricultural transition, and is likely related to shorter nursing times and increased early childhood grain consumption (maximum height is highly correlated to childhood protein consumption, so a high reliance on grain during childhood tends to result in shorter stature).”
At 12:49 — “Bones crumbled away because they weren’t mummified.” Skeletal preservation and mummification are unrelated processes. Plenty of skeletons survive in New England, and the disappearance of any and all skeletons that could lend evidence to these claims today is highly suspect.
With respect to repeated claims that the Smithsonian is hiding or covering up evidence, the fact checkers also heard this, as well: “In 2007 I was a visiting scientist at the Smithsonian Museum Support Center, and while it is full of amazing and bizarre material (e.g., an entire herd of elephants that Teddy Roosevelt shot occupies one floor), there is no conspiracy to cover up or hide Native American giant skeletons or artifacts. Like most museums, the Smithsonian displays less than 1% of its collections at any given time, meaning that a lot of material spends decades (or sadly centuries) in its vaults awaiting exhibition. We can debate whether or not this is responsible stewardship (a debate that would also have to include a discussion of the chronic underfunding of public museums and the economics of public education), but to portray the Smithsonian today as part of some sort of a conspiracy of ‘misinformation and corruption’ to cover up Native American history by hiding giant moundbuilder skeletons excavated in the 19th century is ridiculous. Smithsonian physical anthropologists have published an impressive body of literature on the analysis of their collections.”
The bottom line for me, Jim, as a TEDx curator, is that I need to support the criteria that all science-based TEDx talks I hope to present must be fully substantiated. Unfortunately, as a result of TED’s research, we will be removing your talk from the TEDxTalks YouTube channel.
As I typically support TED Talks it becomes quickly evident what established scientific substantiation considers relevant which was mentioned by Stacy Kontrabecki after informing him of the above removal of his presentation. Similar presentations by Jim Vieira can be found on this site which are every bit as informative as the TED Talks seminar—but the essence of her summation comes down to funding as discussed in point 8. According to Stacy Kontrabecki—and she’s correct, most museums only display 1% of their finds due to underfunding. In the case of Native American exhibits, no curator even if they wanted to—would dare display their giant skeletons of a race of people from North American that predates Columbus by thousands of years—because it doesn’t fit the dialogue of the museum’s reputation and would in fact put their funding mechanisms at risk. If they decided to exhibit the remains through a private entrepreneur then the finds would violate the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act (NAGPRA) and time in a federal jail would be on the table—and nobody wants to risk that. So inaction is the choice and the evidence of the giants is suppressed.
There is no question that many cultures of ancient origin are as well hidden in America camouflaged by misconception, education failure, and static pattern ignorance. Right under our feet is the evidence of a completely alternative version of human history that is likely not even close to the one we have been shown in museums and educations institutions. If over the years I have been too hard on public education, politics, and the human race in general it is because I learned about these unspoken truths many years ago and know why they are suppressed—and it is something that would make any sane person angry. We have been lied to by virtually everyone, including the foolishness in signing the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act (NAGPRA) by President Bush in 1990 under progressive pressure to honor the Indian people out of guilt from their treatment by American governments in the past. Native Americans were not so “native” but were like most Americans—they came from somewhere else and when they arrived, they came in contact with people who were already in North America—in this case a race of giants who likely died of disease, lost themselves due to cultural contamination, or bred with the women of the smaller race and gave birth to a new people altogether. But the evidence says they were around in massive cultures, not just remote tribes scattered about. They were advanced and rose and fell as a society well before Europe printed their first Bible.
As for people like Jim Vieira I write every day for people like him. My hopes for the future of the kind of work that Jim is doing—which must be done can be seen at events like the 2014 Gen Con in Indianapolis. It may seem off topic, but they are related. Many of the gamers who attend that convention are participating in that kind of strategy gaming because the static education culture has failed them and they are seeking answers in mythology—whether it is in the various role-playing games taking place in the Middle Earth of the Lord of the Rings novels, or if it is Netrunner a game of monolithic megacorps colliding with netrunners in a dystopian future–the crux of their experience is in answers to a world short on them. Netrunner specifically is a creation of modern myth concerned greatly with the problems of our day which hide carefully the evidence of a past race of giants. The game itself is not about giant humans, but of corporations that can scan the human mind and interface it directly with electronic data, more data moves every second than was ever processed in the first five-thousand years of written language. The network is omnipresent, the crux of modern human civilization, and while visionary corporations seek to secure their most valuable data on the network, the elite hackers known as netrunners seek to steal it. The type of people playing those games are on a search for the truth and they can only find it in the imagination of fiction. Jim Vieira is also trying to bridge the facts he has uncovered with research by unlocking a fiction that has been perpetrated unhindered for years by the scientific community and he is being attacked for it. His life is the plot of the type of games being played by individuals on a similar quest and it is only a matter of time before those two worlds collide—that of the fringe inquisitor and legitimate science standing against federally backed institutional funding intent to sell a false story about Indian origins to justify 200 years of case-law built by their emotional plight. As Gen Con grows so do the minds conducive to the type of talks that Jim Vieira is giving on Giants in North America.
It is my job to help bridge those various groups together while setting the stage for the next breakthroughs in science which will shatter the known world. When I first wrote about these kinds of things—especially my Cahokia script—nobody talked about them. Orthodox science was not to be challenged by anybody, which was made abundantly clear to me during a visit to the National Geographic Headquarters in Washington D.C. during the 90’s. Perplexed by their reaction and conclusions 20 years ago, I have learned the reason—and like most things it points back to federally backed money. As most everyone these days except people like Vieira, museums have their hand out as second-handers for money and they will do whatever they must to obtain it—except work harder and stand individually against the current trend—set by the federal government.
There were Giants in Ohio—heck there were giants all over the world. There were even other cultures and major cities that have been covered by construction development that are likely larger than Cahokia and much more grand—and sophisticated than the pyramids of Giza or the structures at Chichen Itza. And the evidence is right under our feet, but we don’t have the minds to see them. Fortunately—slowly, we are unlearning what we learned in public government schools and are reawakening to our ancient past through creative thought as it mixes with historical documentation. Jim Vieira is doing the hard leg work of uncovering that past—conventions like Gen Con are preparing the minds of mankind to deal with the revelations which will eventually change all the text books, all the religious beliefs, and alter our knowledge about ourselves to a truth that has always been present—but has been avoided out of fear and greed for a few federal dollars and a corrupt lie that has been present since the dawn of archaeology. Ironically at the start of the progressive era in politics was about the same time that these stories about giants began to be suppressed because they didn’t fit the dialogue of that political movement. The two go hand-in-hand and are reflective failures of each other. Knowledge of these failures is more than justifiable cause for anger at an institutional system built on manipulation and bold-faced lies. Their punishment will be in their much-needed undoing.
Take a look at the participants of Gen Con-because it will be they who buy the books of Jim Vieira a decade from now. And history will be amended—finally, and properly.
After all that I have said this week about leadership it should be considered why I am so excited then for the 2014 Gen Con in Indianapolis, Indiana. The event is so massive that at the Indianapolis airport where people come to that event from all over the world there is a giant welcome mat at the bottom of the escalator welcoming people to the best 4 days in gaming anywhere. All the videos on this article should be watched so that context can be given to this text. Nowhere else is table-top gaming so magnificently on display and the ironic thing to note is that the entire movement started underground and has now emerged as one of the largest industries the world over. I have touted the benefits of table top strategy games at great length over the past year. If more people played them—especially my age—and drank less—they’d find they would manage stress a whole lot better, gain greater insight into solving very complex problems, and improve their lives immensely with a balance of mythology—which every human brain craves more than food, intellectual stimulation—the exercise of thought—and bring into their adulthoods the ability to play. It is that last thing which holds the key to success in the future of education. Education is directly linked to play and when we are kids we learn a lot through playing. When we stop playing as adolescents—we stop learning and a very slow decline begins. Death for many people begins at age 14-15. Life may technically end at age 70 to 80, but it begins the moment humans stop playing to keep their minds active. It is that simple. My love and hope during events like Gen Con is that there is a tremendous underground movement which has been completely perpetrated through online media that hinges strictly on the rebellion of “playing.” The people who attend Gen Con and buy the products sold there have brought to their adult lives the ability to play—and thus the continued ability to learn and function.
This movement has been around for a number of years—Gen Con started in 1968—the year I was born. It has remained relatively underground that entire time and out of the eyes of the mainstream. You don’t see advertisements for the Fantasy Flight Games products on Nickelodeon or the Disney Channel. At least not until now—as much as I’ve spoke about Fantasy Flight Games other products, like Arkham Horror and all the spinoffs which came from that line of H.P. Lovecraft games. It is the very recent foray into mainstream myth like Game of Thrones and on an epic scale—Star Wars that has taken the innovative little company from Roseville, Minnesota and launched it into being one of the most influential cultural phenomena’s of the 21st century.
For me, because I love Star Wars and tactical strategy from war gaming—the best thing that has happened to me in years is the Fantasy Flight Games product X-Wing Miniatures. I would say playing that game over the last year has vastly improved my life and taken the edge off. I have always been an adult who still likes to play so I don’t do the normal mid-life activities like hang out on golf courses, gamble at casinos, or drink heavily—because I still enjoy playing as I did when I was a kid. I still love learning and playing and Star Wars X-Wing Miniatures gives me that ability. One of the best conversations I had with my brother in years was at a Long John Silver’s restaurant after church where I was able to introduce him to the game. I brought my ships into the restaurant and showed him how the game worked on a table in the middle of lunch rush. The game can be simple and fun—or deeply complex and ever-changing.
Outside of the Indianapolis Convention Center millions of people are setting up their Fantasy Football picks and watching news from the various NFL camps about their favorite teams. MLB is wrapping up yet another season ahead of the World Series and busy minds mired down with social obligations root themselves passively to the distractions of those games. But inside that same building where Fantasy Flight Games is poised to explode culturally and change those social standards they released a few things that will contribute directly to the Star Wars mythology and the way Disney handles the ownership of their franchise. Fantasy Flight provided a demo of their X-Wing Miniatures sequel Armada.
One of the drawbacks to the X-Wing Miniatures game is that it has so far been impossible to have the kind of large fleet battles that are so prevalent in the novels. In the movies Revenge of the Sith and Return of the Jedi featured what these types of epic battles might look like, but only touched on the surface. On the Hollywood Studios and Disneyland ride Star Tours the scale of the fleet ships is more adequately pronounced and riders get a real feel for what it looks like to be a small ship flying among them. On the X-Wing Miniatures game Fantasy Flight has given some big ships to the game in a grand scale which I will talk more about in a minute. But the need to pull back and make space for them to fit on a tabletop was needed to pull off the task of full-fledged battle and Fantasy Flight has addressed this problem with their Armada release—which hits stores during the first quarter of 2015—about the same time that Disney’s new animated series Rebels will end its first season. FFG had the game at Gen Con and it just looks fantastic and plays very well. For World War II enthusiast who always wanted to take the reins of General MacArthur this type of game in Armada is as close that one can ever get without actually commanding such large fleets of ships. The core set comes with a CR90, Nebulon-B and a Victory-class Star Destroyer which is one of the smallest of the Empire’s fleet ships. Without question Armada will allow for the construction of the really large ships in proportion to scale which will end up encompassing a foot or more of the 3’ X 6’ play area. As the game matures there will be fleets of Victory-class Star Destroyers taking to the table and fighting it out with hoards of Rebel squadrons. Armada was the only good answer to the many problems that were coming up from X-Wing as they extended their play to a large table-top that is only getting bigger as the game itself was pushing the boundaries to extend to a large room just to play. Star Destroyers are a part of the Star Wars universe to such an extent that they needed to be used properly, and Armada is the only real answer. When that game hits shelves I may never again leave my house. I have had loads of fun playing X-Wing which involves only a few ships. What Armada brings to the table is unfathomably interesting.
But my first love is X-Wing and the creative minds at Fantasy Flight did not disappoint. Like last year when they released the first Huge Ships of the X-Wing Miniatures game—a CR90 and a Rebel Transport this year on the second day they announced their further additions to the Epic play format of their hot selling masterpiece. More ships were introduced after their noon annual meeting with the public and what they revealed took the air out of Indianapolis. Ripples of positive energy engulfed the North American continent as those not at Gen Con watched the video feed of the new bounty hunter class ships being put into the glass case at the Fantasy Flight booth. I’ve been to many football and baseball games and I’ve never seen the kind of excitement that accompanied those announcements.
Now that Wave 6 has been announced and that it will feature a bounty hunter faction the Epic Play format for X-Wing is about to explode. I personally find the Huge Ships extremely challenging to play with. After juggling with the energy distribution that makes the Huge Ships work, it is difficult to put the mind back on the smaller ships flying around them. But it takes the game of X-Wing Miniatures about as large as it can go. From there the ships just get too big to carry around to tournaments and play on a table-top, which is why Fantasy Flight came up with the Armada game. There is really nothing more beautiful than a 3’ X 6’ table top filled with these magnificently detailed ships that are in combat with other large ships across the table from a team of real life opponents. The ships and games themselves are just wonderful fun to play—but it is the experiences that they give you which go unmatched.
I’ve been on plenty of adventures—even some recently this past summer. I know what it feels like to get shot at, to be hunted—to hunt. I know what adrenaline pumping through your body knowing the wrong move could end your life and the ramifications of that are. And I can say that some of the best moments I have had regarding those emotions came from games of X-Wing over the last year—particularly in Epic Battles using my Rebel Transport to cross a mine field being patrolled by a never-ending stream of Imperial Tie Fighters. That is the beauty of the game—through play those types of decisions and simulation of reality get explored. When hard decisions are needed in real life—you don’t panic or struggle for the answer—you have it—because you had to exercise those skills just to play a game like X-Wing Miniatures.
For fathers wanting to reach their sons and daughters—I can’t think of any better bonding exercise than in playing one of these Fantasy Flight creations. The people I have met in the gaming community tend to be married, and are happiest when their wives play with them. And what better thing for a couple to do together—but activity—the mind enjoys the exercise and people tend to bond when they do things together. If more people did things like play these games together, there would be a lot less divorce in the world, and a lot more happy lives not relying on drink to carry them to the next moment. For grandparents wanting to bridge the gap between young and old, the experiences that can be gained through X-Wing Miniatures and Armada are infinitely better than sitting around in a basement running a model train around in a circle. These games require thought and complete input from the players unlike a video game where one interacts with the environment created in a program—in these Fantasy Flight Games the miniatures only represent reality just enough to pull the mind into the plot of the game. And it is there that mythology happens and mankind works out complicated problems. Capitol Hill would become much more effective, since they don’t play Chess anymore over cigar smoke—if they spent an afternoon playing X-Wing Miniatures. They might not then debate endlessly over partisan policies framed from K-Street lobbyists. With the new Star Wars television shows and movies coming and the positioning of Star Wars Miniatures poised to meet that interest with a superior product bigger things are happening in Indianapolis than just a bunch of geeks exploding for joy over some cool new models and crafty cards. A cultural revolution is taking place and emerging from underground which is metaphorical to the type of future that Ray Kurzweil has illustrated. CLICK HERE TO SEE MY ARTICLE ON RAY AND WHAT HE HAS PREDICTED FOR THE FUTURE.
The emotional gap that will fill the void left by politics, economic failure, and poor philosophy and leadership throughout the 20th century is being answered at Gen Con. So far there are only a few million who flock to the products of Fantasy Flight Games. Even though attendance at Gen Con was epic keeping the entire building filled for the entire four days—the overall attendance is equal to that of a Superbowl game for the NFL. This type of gaming has not yet entered the mainstream—but it is really, really close and will be fed by the Disney marketing machine through wonderful companies like Fantasy Flight Games who are already way, way, WAY out in front of the curve. The types of philosophy and brain games being created by FFG and the way they have massaged capitalism for such positive endeavors is truly inspiring and is painting a picture of what tomorrow will look like.
The entire progressive movement was started by fewer minds at the start of the 20th century. Those old thoughts are outdated now for really as long as there have been Gen Cons which have steadily supplied the answer to those who asked the question—isn’t there more to life than what has been offered. Now technology and thought are at a crossroads and standing in the center is Fantasy Flight Games. Their products offer what’s best about the human race and have the power to restore to the world a sense of purpose and fill the voids left by all the many failed social experiments. In the game worlds of Gen Con life can begin again every time new cards are added to a deck or ships purchased to add to the X-Wing Miniatures game experience. And with that premise is always a hope that just around the corner problems can be solved and overcome and not simply yielded to.
The reason I make so much out of the geeks who attend Gen Con is that I see in them the hope for tomorrow. They possess in their playful curiosity about life the answers that everyone seeks the world over. Because it is in play—not compliance–that the world advances. And nobody makes play for adults more fun than Fantasy Flight Games. Small things lead to big things, and FFG as shown at the 2014 Gen Con is all about the big things.
The Overmanwarrior 
