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Mike Palecek, Freedom of the Press (9 December 2021)
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Oh, this hour is titled Freedom of the Press.
There are things out there we don't understand, can't understand.
Could be the big guy, could be a little green man, or just whatnot.
Proving to us we don't know everything.
But that's not important.
What's important is a reasonable man, a sane man, a healthy man, when he encounters the inexplicable, forgets about it.
Maurice J. Manyfield.
Without the work of the so-called conspiracy theorists, nobody would be aware of the truth of the major events of our history.
And none of these people were employed by the major media outlets of the United States.
We have learned nothing from these so-called major media outlets.
Except not to trust them with anything beyond baseball scores, crossword puzzles, the July bicycle parade photos, and Jell-O salad recipes.
These so-called journalists have taken their cue from entertainer Orson Welles, who fooled my mother, among others, with the fake news of an alien invasion, scared the hell out of them, caused them to jump into the Ford And drive around, just to be doing something, not wanting to die as sitting ducks in their homes.
And thanks in large part to the likes of Matt Au and Anderson Cooper, Lester Holt and others, we remain sitting ducks, driving just to be going, having no idea where we are headed.
After spending an afternoon at unz.com reading a detailed expose of the CIA's MKUltra program, and then something more about Walter Lippman, Edward Bernays, George Creel, one could imagine how it has come to this.
How the so-called elite thinkers and doers of our society have focused and evolved their thinking as to how it might be possible to actually control a country and its people, a world and its inhabitants.
The motivation was riches in power, candy for breakfast, lunch and supper.
Enough stimulus, apparently, to foment the classic all-American spirit Required to pull off Dallas, 9-11, and since, all the way up to yesterday and tomorrow, the masking of the globe.
William Engdahl, in his book, A Century of War, explains that every war is about oil, money, profit, and only those who will do the actual dying and killing believe it's even remotely concerned with freedom or patriotism or apple pie Or baseball or grandma.
That might not be news to some people, but I can assure you, it would be major news to anyone in my hometown.
And you might want to call them stupid, but they can read.
Many of them.
No one who has not lived for years in a totalitarian land can possibly conceive how difficult it is to escape the dread consequences of a regime's calculated and incessant propaganda.
Often in a German home or office or sometimes in a casual conversation with a stranger in a restaurant, a beer hall, a cafe, I would meet with the most outlandish assertions from seemingly educated and intelligent persons.
It was obvious that they were parroting some piece of nonsense they had heard on the radio or read in the newspapers.
Sometimes one was tempted to say as much, but on such occasions, one was met with such a stare of incredulity, such a shock of silence, as if one had blasphemed the Almighty, that one realized how useless it was even to try to make contact with a mind which had become warped, and for whom the facts of life had become what Hitler and Goebbels, with their cynical disregard for truth, said they were.
William Shire, the rise and fall of the Third Reich, a history of Nazi Germany.
And so how does this happen on the ground, up close and personal?
Sister Ellen stalked into our third grade classroom, hands tucked neatly into the opposite brown sleeve.
She was a principal at Sacred Heart Elementary, and she only came to the classrooms to announce that the poorest kid in our class and his large family had run off a bridge this morning on the way to school or to lead us down the gym for the Christmas movie at Extra Chocolate Milk.
So, on November 22, 1963, when lean, tall, straight Allen floated in just after lunch recess, pre-Vatican II, sisters had no feet, legs, arms, no hair.
We saw the Benedictine specter of death.
Later, Mom ironed while she watched the caisson and blackjacked the riderless horse on the black and white television in the front room.
This was Norfolk, Nebraska.
The Norfolk Daily News and WJAG told us it was Oswald.
We just assumed, along with the Omaha World-Herald, that the Warren Commission had been commissioned by God.
Then followed days and decades of lies, football on TV and lies, pot roast on Sunday with lies.
Thanksgiving?
White lies?
Dark lies?
Through it all, through the fog of American cultural propaganda, some persisted, some wanted the truth, some like Oliver Stone and JFK in 1991, hit hard enough to make the ground quiver for a moment, crack in some places, but the fractures were quickly filled by volunteers with football, turkey, dressing, cranberries, credulity.
I'm not an expert at anything, really.
I am an expert in living in America.
I am a PhD in suffering through America.
It's propaganda.
It's holiday dinners, football afternoons, coffee conversations, newspaper articles, television news shows, entertainment shows.
I happen to hold several advanced degrees in American culture.
Years and decades spent sitting in uncomfortable chairs, wearing tight new Christmas pajamas, balancing a Jethro bowl of cherry black walnut ice cream in my lap, seeking enlightenment by watching Johnny Carson, Don Rickles, Dean Martin, Ed McMahon, All there is to see and know is what I can see in my peripheral vision while watching Big Red Football, Gunsmoke, Mayberry RFD, Happy Days, Bewitched, and then going to bed convinced beyond any reasonable doubt there is nothing more.
This is what there is.
This is life.
That is all our Norfolk High School U.S.
history books, all my parents, the parish priests, mailman have to tell us.
They were my Socrates and I was their Plato.
And in our daily discourse, I learned not to ask certain questions.
The amber waves of grain will roll right over you, your children, your house, if you stand in their path in any meaningful way.
I recall hearing Dick Gregory say that in Omaha one time.
It was in the 80s.
He said that as soon as you challenge them in any meaningful way, they will roll tanks on your ass.
I didn't have any idea then what he was talking about.
I think I might understand a little better now.
We will kill you and you and your sons and daughters, grandmothers, to get what we want.
What we want, with all our heart and soul, is to eat Doritos and watch television in the dark while clutching the cushy pillow.
And no newspaper or radio station or TV station will ever talk about it unless telling us that it never happened.
The motto of the Norfolk Daily News, we'll know our disinformation program is a success when everything everyone in Norfolk believes is false.
We vote and we work and we worry about our children having ho-hos in their lunchbox and friends on the bus, while those in charge create our own reality.
And while we're studying that reality, they act again, creating other new realities, which we can then study too.
And we will believe them, because not believing them means figuring out something else to believe.
And we have things to do.
We have lives to live.
And those lives mean nothing.
Less than nothing, because they are built, constructed, days laid down unevenly, brick by brick, on lies and murder.
And it goes on and on, as if it will never stop.
What we need in America is a truth commission like they had in South Africa to heal their broken country.
Our country is surely broken as well.
We need to put certain people on the stand and we need to be allowed to ask questions.
Those who are supposed to ask questions for us refuse to do so.
The United States of America is supposed to be based on the Constitution.
It is actually based on those in power being focused like a laser beam on doing whatever it takes for them to remain in power.
It is based in the shooting of Jack Kennedy.
That is the big boom, the big boom theory of the creation of our country.
It is based on the collaboration of the U.S.
Army, FBI, CIA, and Memphis police to murder Martin Luther King.
It is also based on the shooting of Robert Kennedy from behind his right ear, where Thayne Eugene Caesar was standing.
We do not make cars anymore in America, but we do science, like the Greeks and Romans did philosophy, astronomy, and speeches, and literature.
Forget about the Liberty Bell.
Forget about Mount Rushmore.
Forget about the Grand Canyon.
They are as much window dressing as CNN or NBC News or National Public Radio.
The Lorraine Motel in Memphis is our true Plymouth Rock.
Dallas's Dealey Plaza is our real Mount Rushmore.
The Ambassador Hotel Pantry is our actual Grand Canyon.
Waco is our Arlington Cemetery.
Oklahoma City is our Yellowstone Park.
The woods near Eveleth, Minnesota, where Paul Wellstone's plane went down, is our National Mall.
We have fake history.
Our junior high and high school history books should be in italics, handed out by the teacher on the first day with a wink.
Remember the Maine, Pearl Harbor, Gulf of Tompkins, Waco, Oklahoma City bombing.
Moon landings, stolen elections.
My parents, Malash and Isabel, were Czech and Irish.
They moved to Norfolk, Nebraska from winter South Dakota when Dad got his big break to be an engineer for the Chicago and Northwestern Railroad.
They were true believers in the American dream, I suppose, though they wouldn't have put it that way.
More likely, they just believed in working and going to church and mowing the lawn and taking care of your car and watching the ball game or Bonanza if it was on.
Dad brought fish home and maybe a foul ball from the amateur games in winter when he got a chance to go there and see his brother Jimmy, home from the Pacific War, now with a wife and his own family.
Another brother, Albert, served with Patton and later went to South Omaha to work in a box factory.
Dad didn't go to the war because his job with the railroad was considered vital to the war effort.
They said Dad was good enough at shortstop to go pro, but he didn't.
He had to work.
He hauled cases at the pot factory before the CNNW.
They did the best they could.
It's a sad, a sad state of affairs for a whole nation.
Everyone does the best he can and we end up bombing Hiroshima.
Dad cuts the lawn each Saturday morning on his one chance to rest and there go a thousand people in Chile, mowed down by our own CIA.
Mom calls us into supper, and poof, Lois is toast.
Us kids sneak outside for another round of playing after supper.
We play hide and seek, catch lightning bugs, tell ghost stories, and leave the screen door open just a peep.
A couple hundred intelligent poor people in El Salvador are hustled out of their beds and shot, the deed covered up by Colin Powell.
We suffered and bled along with the perils of Otis the Drunk but did not have a clue about the people being murdered by our own government in Guatemala.
And nobody told us.
We weren't supposed to know.
Freedom of the press, period.
Freedom of the press, question mark.
Do we have freedom of the press in the United States?
Why didn't we know in the 1960s in Nebraska the truth about the Kennedy and King murders?
Dave McGowan on Serial Killers and Other Topics, William Bloom's Killing Hope, Graham McQueen on Anthrax, Joe Badgett on Deer Hunting with Jesus, Philip Corso on Roswell, Mark Rudd on The Weathermen, The Burglary, The Discovery of J. Edgar Hoover's FBI by Betty Metzger, John Perkins' Confessions of an Economic Hitman, The Secret Lives of Timothy McVeigh by Wendy Payton, The Secret Team by Fletcher Prouty, Mary's Mosaic by Peter Janney, The CIA's Organized Crime by Douglas Ballantyne, Andre Vilcek, Exposing Lies of Empire,
A Lie Too Big to Fail by Lisa Peace.
The Martyrdom of Thomas Merton by Hugh Turley.
Also, American Assassination, The Strange Death of Senator Paul Wellstone by Jim Fetzer and Four Arrows.
Holocaust on the High Seas by Philip Turney.
Also, Truth Jihad, My Epic Struggle Against the 9-11 Lie by Kevin Barrett.
Break His Bones, The Private Life of a Holocaust Revisionist by Bradley R. Smith.
The Plot to Kill King by William Pepper, JFK and the Unspeakable by Jim Douglas, David Ray Griffin, A New Pearl Harbor.
So there are lots of nonfiction books on the cutting edge out there.
So is there freedom of the press in the U.S.
or isn't there?
Would Michael Hastings tell us he believes we are freedom of the press in the U.S.? ?
Would Gary Webb tell us he believes we have freedom of the press in the United States?
How about Dorothy Kilgallen?
It might be tough for any of us to get something printed in the New York Times or Washington Post.
How about getting a job there and getting what we think is the truth printed in one of those papers?
I would guess that every editor and reporter at those papers would laugh at the suggestion that they are controlled, that they don't have the freedom to print exactly what they want.
And they do print exactly what they want.
On each anniversary, they tell us that Lee Harvey Oswald fired the three shots that killed John Kennedy in Dallas, that Sirhan killed Robert Kennedy in Los Angeles, that James Earl Ray shot Martin Luther King Jr.
in Memphis.
And on each September 11th, they repeat the mantra that 19 hijackers flew three planes into three buildings.
From Diana Johnstone in her book Circle in the Darkness.
The war salesmen and women in Washington had the institutional structure to learn the lessons of Vietnam and prepare means to prevent another such anti-war movement in the future.
They had spies infiltrating the movement to study its mechanisms.
They had permanently employed propaganda specialists.
They had increasing symbiosis with mass media.
They had think tanks.
They had Hollywood.
From the internet, the U.S.
government has unbound the legal regulations against using propaganda against foreign audiences and American citizens.
The intention is to sway public opinion by using television, radio, newspapers, and social media targeting the American and foreign people in controlled PSYOPs.
Wikipedia, the purpose of United States psychological operations is to induce or reinforce behavior favorable to U.S.
objectives.
They are an important part of the range of diplomatic, informational, military, and economic activities available to the U.S.
They can be utilized during both peacetime and conflict.
Tom Brokaw, Jimmy Olsen, Peter Jennings, Lou Grant, Dan Rather, Stephen Colbert, Ted Baxter, John Stewart, Michael Moore, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Murphy Brown.
They wouldn't lie to us, right?
And beyond that, they would undoubtedly do whatever it took to find a pencil stud, pad of paper, a match for that cigarette, grab their jacket on the way and get out the door to follow that little bit of a lead wherever it went.
No matter what, right?
No matter what.
As far as I know, not even Jimmy Breslin told the truth about 9-11.
He didn't know?
Well, how about Carl Bernstein?
He doesn't know?
Hunter Thompson?
Don DeLillo?
Tom Hanks?
Not even Nina Totenberg?
Ray Suarez?
Susan Stamberg?
Tom and Ray from Car Talk?
George Carlin?
Rush Limbaugh?
Stephen King?
Chomsky?
Bill Hicks presumably would have.
Oh well, yeah.
Freedom of the press.
Start up a newspaper and start saying whatever you think needs to be said.
Will someone come to your office one day and tell you to stop?
Possibly not.
You might possibly keep putting out that newspaper for 20, 30, 40 years.
You might be able to say what you want for the rest of your life.
And so some might say, yes, there is freedom of the press in the United States of America.
But we all know Somewhere deep down inside us that if there should ever come a day when what you were saying in that newspaper begins to make a difference, if you ever start to change things, make certain people sit up and notice something will happen or a series of some things will happen and all at once or gradually but surely your little newspaper will become a laundromat or will begin to advertise in the front windows used clothing and knickknacks.
You know how some things do not exist in nature?
Like maybe right angles?
Other things?
Well, nothing.
Not a newspaper or radio station or poet or singer or tightrope walker who challenges those we call they will be allowed to exist.
That does not exist in nature in the United States of America.
We all know that.
And so the question, asking do we have freedom of the press, somehow doesn't seem like the right question.
Freedom of the press exists in the law, in the minds of many reporters, in the minds of the people at home, but some way, somehow, what comes over the television and radio and major newspapers are to a great extent lies and propaganda.
And if an outside observer were to take a look, I don't see how they could say that our media would appear that much different from the media of the former Soviet Union or the Third Reich.
How it gets that way between studying the style book in Journalism 101 and the paper on the front step, I have to say, I just really don't know for certain.
We do know much of the truth about what has happened, what is happening.
We would like to know more and we would like more people to know what we know.
Because for one reason, it isn't just about your opinion and my opinion.
There are not just opinions.
There are facts and truth and there is real knowledge.
And all that leads to actions, events.
People die based in these.
People live in poverty based on these.
It matters.
Finding the truth.
Unpaid volunteers seem to always pop up.
Sitting at the kitchen table late into the night working on the puzzle, the time-lapse hidden photography of the kitchen shows these gradually fading away and others taking their places.
And if the internet is ever shut down, if Amazon only delivers power tools and gummy worms, wouldn't we still find a way?
Without it, didn't we still have Mark Lane, Mae Brussel, Penn Jones, Mort Sahl, Jim Mars, and many others?
Even in Nazi Germany, there was the White Rose.
Water finds its way.
Psalm is done.
But the problem is, most people at the Thanksgiving Adult Big Table, if you were to mention most of this stuff, would say, what?
And when Uncle Bill, in passing the potatoes across, says, well, Bucky and I suppose we didn't go to the moon either?
It's on, fight or flight, like Bob Seger in the truck stop.
You can either laugh along with the others, plop the potatoes in Bill's lap where they belong, or go smoke in the garage with the dogs.
This from Francis Schur.
In modern Western societies, if a new idea is covered in a serious way on television or in the newspaper, then and only then is it considered real.
Well, at least it becomes discussable in polite company.
And that's the problem.
Numbers and polite company.
If we could get the Thanksgiving Adult Big Table, we would have this thing lit.
Who cares what Lester Holt, Rachel Maddow, or The View, or Tom Hanks, or Chris Matthews says anyway?
It's a free country.
Let them say whatever they want to their dozens of offbeat followers.
I know, right?
Someone, maybe Alexander Berkman, maybe Shelley Tambo, said that for a long time, it looks as if nothing will happen.
That nothing can happen.
Then all of a sudden, one day, everything is different.
And we wonder how we lost the Thanksgiving Adult Big Table.
Of course, we never had it, but still we wonder why that is so.
People just don't get a chance to know it's true, because if you have enough money, you can control the newspapers, TV, and radio, and magazines, and movies.
And so there you have it.
Francis Schur, The Death of Investigative Journalism.
What is wrong with the Western media?
Why have they not jumped at the opportunity to cover the scoop of the century?
The wealth of crystal clear evidence that proves the government has been lying about the attacks of September 11, 2001.
Sure continues.
Within her anthology, Into the Buzzsaw, Christina Borgeson's article of the same name describes her punishing ordeal as she tried to report evidence contrary to the official assertions about the demise of Flight 800.
Borgeson opens her account.
I had no idea that my life would be turned upside down and inside out.
That I'd be assigned to walk into what I now call the buzzsaw.
The buzzsaw is what can rip through you when you try to investigate or expose anything this country's large institutions want kept under wraps.
The system fights back with official lies, disinformation, and stonewalling.
You feel like you're being followed everywhere you go.
You feel like you've been sucked into a game of Dungeons and Dragons.
It gets harder and harder to distinguish truth and reality from falsehood and fiction.
The sense of fear and paranoia is at times overwhelming.
Walk into the buzzsaw and you'll cut right to this layer of reality.
You will feel a deep sense of loss and betrayal.
A shocking shift in paradigm.
Anyone who hasn't experienced it will call you crazy.
Those who don't know the truth or are covering it up will call you a conspiracy nut.
On the evening of May 10, 1933, some four and a half months after Hitler became Chancellor, there occurred in Berlin a scene which had not been witnessed in the Western world since the late Middle Ages.
At about midnight, a torchlight parade of thousands of students ended at a square on Unter In London, opposite the University of Berlin, torches were put to a huge pile of books that had been gathered there.
And as the flames enveloped them, more books were thrown on the fire until some 20,000 had been consumed.
Similar scenes took place in several other cities.
The book burning had begun.
Many of the books tossed into the flames in Berlin that night by the joyous students under the approving eye of Dr. Goebbels had been written by authors of world reputation.
They included among German writers Thomas and Heinrich Mann, Erich Maria Remarque, Walter Rathenau, Albert Einstein, but not only the works of dozens of German writers were burned, a good many foreign authors were also included.
In the words of a student proclamation, any book was condemned to the flames, which acts subversively on our future or strikes at the root of German thought, the German home, and the driving forces of our people.
This is the point, I think, where we think we should make note of the banning by YouTube of many hundreds of so-called subversive videos that we're trying to speak the truth about our country and our world.
Also the banning of many of the publications of Moonrock Books.
There can be no free country without a free press.
John McMillan, smoking typewriters, the 60s underground press, and the rise of alternative media in America.
Also on the subject of alternative press of the 1960s, the movement and the new media by Thorne Dryer and Victoria Smith is about underground newspapers and efforts to silence them.
Dallas Notes Newspaper.
Office torn apart twice by cops in search of pornography.
Cops confiscated four typewriters, cameras, darkroom and graphic equipment, business records, books, posters, a desk, a drafting table, everything that could be ripped loose and carted off.
Kept the spoils.
Arrested staffers for possession of pornography.
Kaleidoscope of Milwaukee.
Editor found guilty of obscenity.
$2,000 fine and two years probated being appealed.
Obscenity law was written especially for paper.
Editor's car firebombed and windows shot out.
Office firebombed.
Kudzu of Jackson, Mississippi.
Staff members busted on obscenity rap.
14 staffers and friends beaten up by deputy sheriffs.
Cameras confiscated.
Paper evicted from office.
When I got out of jail for the last time, so far, I was working construction, knee-deep in wet concrete, and I swear I had this epiphany.
I remembered that I used to be able to write.
And so I slogged out of that driveway on a mission, and I went straight in the direction of journalism, newspaper work, and I really had high hopes.
I read about the early newspapers in New York, and then reporters who worked hard to find things out and tell the people, and I wanted to do that.
At my first job, I was the reporter, city council reporter, sports features, layout, everything at the Ainsworth Star Journal in the Sandhills of Western Nebraska.
Ruth and I then had a young son.
It was the time of the first Gulf War.
Well, I just convinced the publisher to let me have my own column, and wouldn't you know it, that first column coincided with the launch of the war.
In my column, I said that I did not support the troops, did not support the war.
And if you recall, support the troops was the mantra, the daily saying we all were supposed to recite as we took American communion.
And yellow ribbons decorated the landscape, trees, stray cats, car antennas.
The column was canceled by the publisher because people complained and he said he had to please his readers.
And I thought that was anything but the way to Run a newspaper and I quit.
We finally found a small paper to purchase in southeastern Minnesota, in a tiny town near Rochester, and we went to work.
Well, I also have to tell you, there was once a radio show, really a podcast, but they called themselves a radio show in America.
And that show, the people in that show, thought of themselves as something like the French Underground, with the crackly radios and the long cigarettes.
You might be in your basement or in your backyard, but still, you are the resistance.
You're underground, with only a bit of wine left and a gigantic radio.
Everyone around you is gulping all your goddamn wine and speaking French in hushed tones, but somehow you understand.
That big-ass radio just happened to be here next to the cigarettes when you got here, but thank God for it, because with it, you found there were others.
Tonight's show is sponsored in part by a grant from the Paul Harvey Memorial Concentration Camp for the Journalistically Insane.
In tonight's show, we have the Committee to Waterboard Anderson Cooper, Ruth Payne, and Barbara Bush, sponsored by Mr. Bubble.
We need to know what they know.
They know the truth about what is happening in America more than we know.
We need to convince them to tell us, and in turn, to save America.
And now the committee to waterboard Anderson Cooper, Ruth Payne, and Barbara Bush, sponsored by Mr. Bubble, would also like to waterboard Chris Hedges, John Stewart, Amy Goodman, Rachel Maddow, Matthew Rothschild, Stephen Colbert, Bill Moyers, Arianna Huffington, Bill Maher, Michael Moore, Al Franken, Marcos Zuniga, Noam Chomsky, and Garrison Keillor.
Mr. Bubble wants to know why these liberal so-called radical writers do not ever mention the obviousness of 9-11.
And while they may think they are radical writers and fighting the good fight, they are consciously skirting around the edges of the real issues like frightened water bugs around a swamp.
And maybe they should just give up and get construction jobs.
I don't understand why it is considered wrong, like a Jewish kid playing left tackle or a Catholic kid knowing all the words to A Mighty Fortress Is Our God.
Why is it wrong for a good liberal to take time to study all this, this conspiracy shit?
The truth about 9-11 and the other false flags ends the wars and the empire.
Isn't that something an anti-war liberal would want?
9-11 truth brings money for the poor, health care, roads, Candy for supper?
Everything we ever wanted.
That's what I want.
That's why I think we do this.
Let's picture a liberal, someone like me, a little taller, who has come across a new website on the internet and been up all night reading.
He has just discovered new things about the JFK, RFK, MLK murders, has questions about the Wellstone death, the moon landings, Boston, Oklahoma City.
He goes to his friendly neighborhood bookstore or library searching for something that will validate, telling him he's on the right track.
He's listening to NPR while he looks through The Nation, The Progressive, Village Voice, Rolling Stones, searching for support, for encouragement, and he finds none.
Zip, zero, nada.
Why is that?
We have heard this over the years.
Is this revolution?
Is this the revolution?
Marxism, Marx, USSR, Black Mariahs, Socialism, Bernie, Democracy, Democrats, Freedom of Speech, Solzhenitsyn, Voinovich, Bodega, Steinbeck, Bradbury, Orwell, Huxley, Kerouac, Ginsburg, Bukowski, etc., etc.
Those writers and their books have been thought said to be revolutionary.
We sometimes refer to them for some help dealing with today's pain.
But where are today's books?
Regarding novels, I would say they are in fact nowhere that I know of.
Where is the investigative journalist who will get to the bottom of all of this?
And where would she publish?
This is the revolution right here.
That's why we get what we get.
Jumpers is a short novel by me about a guy attending an annual gathering of his high school friends at a local coffee shop.
He is the only homeless person in the group.
He holds them hostage there at their table in order to tell them the truth about 9-11, to make them think for a moment about those who leaped to their deaths from the World Trade Center.
This section is about the news media on that day.
Ten seconds, nine, five, showtime.
This is your host.
And of course, they would come on the air as usual and have this regular news program and then have this happen and callers telling them what they saw.
And of course they saw airplanes flying into buildings and others planted elsewhere saying it was Bin Laden.
And then on the street telling that the buildings came down due to the heat from the jet fuel.
Of course.
All that is a matter of course.
And of course it was believed, oohed, aahed, commercials sold, brains dissolved by burning jet fuel.
Something that would be so interesting to see would be the clips showing those meetings leading up to the early morning attacks that That morning of 9-11.
Never asking how an airplane could dissolve into a building like that without any plane parts, body parts, or peanut bags falling to the street.
Never asking how a plane could disappear into the Pentagon like that, leaving behind no plane parts, body parts, or peanut bags.
Never asking how a plane could disappear into a patch of ground like that, leaving behind no plane parts, bodies, or peanuts.
This would be TV worth watching to see how the whole thing was planned before, during, and also now after.
Because as far as the media coverage goes, it's still the same day.
Just as with the JFK, MLK, RFK, Wellstone operations, and any other event they plan, they commit to a lifetime of lies and coverage.
It is actually very impressive.
Very impressive.
That is where the health care goes.
And the roads and the bridges and the help for the poor.
It goes to this expertise of starting war, making war and covering all of that up and keeping it going for basically forever because they have never ever been caught and they do not intend to be.
They are full time with benefits.
They do these things and they come out smiling the next day like the champs they are.
Going to work, to the theater, to the ballgame.
They keep going and they will never stop.
So very impressive.
You have to admit, they are different from us.
We could never do this.
This is extremely dangerous to our democracy.
The United States bombed Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
We slaughtered 10 million Native Americans to steal their land.
We are responsible for the war of terror, and yet we have no national shame as Germany is forced to endure because of its supposed acts in World War II.
For eight and a half years, I worked with Chuck Gregory to produce the New American Dream online radio show every Thursday night.
And this is from one of those programs.
And now it's time for my Big Fat American Book with your host, Charlie Rose.
As we zoom in on our host at his big round table, sitting all alone in the studio before tonight's guest arrives, we are able to look over his shoulder as he writes notes for tonight's show.
What is Charlie Rose writing?
Let's have a look, shall we?
What we really need is a manifesto for a great novel that will once and for all show us what we already know.
What we knew in our hearts in 1963 and every year and day since then, there should be this essay or this novel that's not too long, or maybe really long, like a Russian novel that when we read it, we would all say, oh, yeah, that's just how it is.
And then they would bring in all the high school history books and start going through them and start putting in the right stuff.
It put big teacher red pen marks for all the made-up shit, like the moon and the Pearl Harbor attack and WMD and Anthrax and the Gulf of Tompkins and Wellstone's plane crash, and put in the real stuff, the stuff they had in these other boxes, in these big old cardboard boxes that they were never going to show us, like the old photos in Grandma's closet with her and Grandpa drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, sitting on top of the old Model A.
And the late night comedians would talk about real stuff, like what used to be in the high school history books, and how about how they used to talk about how one truck bomb did that to the Murrah building, and how they used to say that jet fuel took down those big New York City buildings, and how we used to say a whole airplane disappeared into that little hole in the Pentagon, that little hole in the ground in Pennsylvania.
They'd say jokes about that stuff just as easily as Bob Hope used to talk about golf and airplane food, and we all thought it was the funniest crap ever.
And then, all because of this one novel that said things everybody already knew, a bunch of people would walk to the CIA building, and the FBI building, and the Homeland Security building, and they would walk right in because they paid for this piece of crap building anyway.
They would walk over to the fence with the razor wire and they would cut it down and they would help the people through and they would put up this homemade sign maybe with cardboard and crayons and tack it up on a baseball bat or a branch or a shovel and it would say America on it.
That's what might all happen as soon as the person is born who will write this manifesto or a clear, concise, inexpensive novel that will tell us all the things we already know.
And all we have to do now is wait.
Oh, hello.
I'm Charlie Rose, and this is my Big Fat American book.
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We'll be right back after a word from Soapy Suds detergent And so, what to say about freedom of the press in America?
Again, those in the business would say to us, what are you talking about?
Diana Johnstone.
The government rarely censors.
Censorship is privatized.
Free discussion is increasingly restricted by the informal imposition of a common discourse on a range of key issues, imposed not by direct repression, but by social conformism.
The ones telling us about COVID are the same ones we trusted to tell us about 9-11 and Boston and Aurora.
They were the same ones we trusted to tell us the truth about World War II, Pearl Harbor, about Korea, about Vietnam, Epstein, George Floyd, Building 7.
My wife and I moved from the Duluth area to Minneapolis in October.
We now live about a half hour's walk from the George Floyd Memorial site.
I went over there one day to visit.
I have looked at many of the videos online and watched the mainstream coverage of the event.
At first I thought it was definitely staged, probably because of the videos that say there are different takes, shots of the event, implying that the event was filmed at different times, maybe using green screen, deep fake, Whatever else is available that we do not know about or understand.
I also probably lean to that viewpoint because of everything we have seen since 1963.
When every TV station, radio station, and newspaper in America says he was killed, with nobody, no one saying there's any chance there could be another explanation, then we have to say we've seen this movie before.
And we would be fools not to have questions.
Well, I would like to know what really happened to George Floyd.
I used to be a newspaper reporter, just small town stuff, but still.
I left because I did not feel there was room in the newspaper business in America for what I felt I needed to do.
Anyway, I would like to actually find out what happened to George Floyd.
If he died either by drug overdose or by being choked, as the accepted narrative says, well, then that's one thing.
There was a trial, it was on TV, just like OJ, just like the JFK funeral, just like 9-11, like the McCarthy hearings, just like Obama saying Osama bin Laden had been buried at sea.
That's not to say that the George Floyd trial was fake.
Maybe it was all real, and maybe the police officer did what he did, and maybe he really is in prison.
But maybe not.
We have to admit that.
That is a possibility.
How could we not?
To have that not even cross our minds at this point in our lives and in our history would surely be a sign of some sort of mental lethargy or illness.
It is a possibility that it was an elaborate hoax, a movie, perhaps intended to lead to riots, to whatever was in the minds of the organizers.
I'm asking you, who would you talk to?
Who would you ask the question, was it not organic?
Was there a director, a script, a producer, and actors?
If that could be determined, it would be a big help in understanding our history and our lives and helping to bring about a better world for our grandchildren.
It would really be the key to everything, in my opinion.
The police officers would know, but would they say anything?
And if they said there was no hoax, Would that be enough for us to believe them?
Or would we have our preferred ending so entrenched in our minds that we would not be able to accept that?
Maybe there is nothing there, nothing to see here, and we should move along.
And what should happen now is healing and more flowers at George Floyd Square at 38th and Chicago.
Or perhaps there is more.
Maybe together we can find out.
This is Jim Garrison speaking to John Barber in Barber's film, The American Media and the Second Assassination of President John F. Kennedy.
Without knowing precisely who they were, I think there had to be assurance.
There would be, at least at the outset, a few elements of the media that would be cooperative from the beginning, because they had to start off with certain momentum from the beginning before reality started interfering with the building of the illusion.
On Dan Rather's News & Guts website, the long-awaited trial of 9-11 mastermind Khalid Sheikh Mohammed finally has an official start date.
And so it goes on, apparently forever.
And we also may note the BBC reporter pre-announcing the destruction of Building 7, as well as the Fox 14 video which shows the on-camera reporter announcing a shooting and then saying, under her breath, Oh, that didn't happen yet.
As well as the videos we saw years ago about the shooting of the camera crew.
There are others.
Penn Jones said this to say, the greatest criminal in this nation we think is a dishonest newsman.
Newsmen have been given the highest gift a nation can give a group, a right.
Newsmen have been given this right of freedom of the press and freedom of speech in the expectation they would report the truth as honestly as humanly possible.
Ordinary criminals kill individuals, but dishonest newsmen are involved in killing a nation.
In this case, this democracy.
There are laws to protect the press's speech, but none to protect the people from the press.
Mark Twain.
Business is business, and it's a murder most follow.
John Whitehead.
It was only when the colonists finally got fed up with being silenced, censored, searched, frisked, threatened, and arrested that they finally revolted against the tyrants' fetters.
Labeled traitors, these men were charged with treason, a crime punishable by death.
For some, their acts of rebellion would cost them their homes and their fortunes.
For others, it would be the ultimate price, their lives.
Yet even knowing the heavy price they might have to pay, these men dared to speak up when silence could not be tolerated.
It was a Thursday in a bygone November.
I was driving back from Duluth in the dark.
President Trump was on the radio holding a press conference about the election.
I don't recall anything President Trump did that was really worth a shit, but he was actually fighting back and I thought, I prayed that this might actually be the time when it happens, the revolution.
Of course, it would not be televised, it never was going to be, but now they, capital T, would be exposed and the corruption, the lies all out in the open at long last.
And Trump would continue talking about 9-11, all that he knows, all the others right down the line, because this can happen.
That's why we keep trying.
It can happen here.
I repeated the following declaration many, many times on the New American Dream Radio Show over eight and a half years.
The New American Dream means never having to say some question or idea is not valid.
We are allowed to ask any questions that we have.
There are no wrong questions.
There is no hidden black military budget.
There are no UFO files Americans cannot see.
No JFK documents that will not be open during our lifetimes.
No destroyed RFK murder photos by the LA police.
No evidence from Ground Zero taken away before we could even look at it.
We are not the USSR of the 1960s.
This is supposed to be America.
That is our dream.
To become America.
The new America.
The real hope of the world.
We have a dream.
Of bringing the United States politicians, journalists, and generals who have brought about these long wars and debacle to trial and put them on TV like OJ every afternoon so every American can watch, just like the McCarthy hearings and the JFK funeral procession.
What we need is a new American dream, not of new homes and toasters and microwaves, but of becoming the type of country we always thought we were.
Right now we live on lies.
We subsist on lies, but it's not really living.
9-11 was an inside job.
They all know that.
What we need in America is a truth commission like they had in South Africa to heal their broken country.
We need to put certain people on the stand and we need to be allowed to ask questions.
Our country is surely broken as well.
The troops are not protecting us.
That is someone's spin on the day's news, somebody's advertising slogan, someone else's sermon.
The troops serve the empire.
They are not heroes.
They kill and plunder for the empire.
American bases overseas serve nobody but the empire.
The heroes in our country are the protesters, the ones who go face to face with the empire, those in the plowshares movement, the truth movement, for a couple of examples.
You have to know that Donald Trump knows the whole truth about the 9-11 attacks.
He is complicit.
He has lied.
He continued the wars everywhere based on a lie, and he knows he's lying.
Trump lies right to our faces on national television, just as Joe Biden lies and Barack Obama did when he said that Osama bin Laden had been buried at sea.
Osama bin Laden was buried at sea, and Jessica Lynch was rescued heroically.
The USA does not torture.
Iraq had weapons of mass destruction.
George Bush won the 2000 election.
And see, there is a plane there in that hole in Shanksville.
It went all the way into that hole.
And no, there's no blood, no bodies, no luggage scattered, or plane parts.
And Osama bin Laden was buried at sea.
Remember the anthrax letters which said, are you afraid?
Those were not written with a rock and chisel like Fred Flintstone from the recesses of some cave in Afghanistan.
Those letters came from persons within our own government, like a horror movie, and the killer is in the same house with us.
These killers are right here with us, and they want us to be afraid.
We cannot be afraid.
And that's the news from Moonrock Lake, where all the police and soldiers are thugs, all the Democrats and journalists are cowards, and all the Homeland Security COINTELPRO loaned gunmen are about average.
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