What a Mess

After a six week battle with pneumonia, I’m finally crawling out of the hole it puts you in.

Oh my, what a mess we’re in.

Las Vegas.  I have my suspicions. Those aside, I have noticed that the story told by the various “officials” was pounced on by pundits, commentators, gun experts, military types, ex CIA guys and especially Youtubers. I find this encouraging. The usual suspects are have been called into question again. Only this time it seems the howls are louder than usual.

I marvel at the time it takes for the average Joe to catch on. Human nature, I suppose. It is, and has been, clear to me that there is an agenda afoot. This event was obviously designed to create division. I don’t know what really happened in Las Vegas and neither does anyone not directly involved. We may never know the truth about it. But what we can know is what it has done to America. It has driven us even farther apart. On the left is the usual weeping and gnashing of teeth over those evil guns. On the right, well I guess those folks have finally acquiesced to the howls and protestations of the gun controllers. Maybe this gun thing is out of control, they concede.

What’s out of control is not this gun thing, it’s the efforts of the owners to turn Americans against what most of us perceive as a God given right. That is what is out of control.

What’s out of control is the lengths to which those who would be King will go to push their agenda. No body count is too high. No moral boundary is too sacred. No lie is too preposterous if it serves the goal of disarming America.

They’ve tried and failed so many times you’d think they’d have the sense to give up on it and find another way to gain full control of this union of states.

In my opinion, they have accomplished their goal. They have created a nation of bleeping, blurping, phone entranced zombie-sheep wholly incapable if independent thought. What else could you ask for? The few who see what’s going on marvel at the inability of the majority to grasp the severity of the situation. We are under attack, but it’s not those pesky Ruskies, it’s elements inside our own “government” intent on reversing what the united State of America is and stands for. They want what can only be described as world wide communism controlled by corporations. A top down system of control of everything and everyone. A dystopian paradise of rancid feudalism, just like the good ole days when knights were bold and the sheep were scared shitless.

The good news is, we’re slowly catching on. Even if the vast majority remains groggy and unable to wipe the sleep from their eyes, some are beginning to question this reality that has been served up to them like so much slop in the trough. They are beginning to question an insane world. It’s so upside down, so distorted, so twisted that even the most staunch believer is beginning have doubts.

Maybe the tactics of division will turn against these clowns and instead create unity. Maybe enough will see through the cloud of smoke and mirrors with enough clarity to catch them at their rouse. Maybe, just maybe, their gambit is beginning to show cracks in the finish. One can only hope.

 

Smoke, Everywhere Smoke

I’ll make this short. I am slowly recovering from a respiratory infection caused, in part, from all the smoke here in the Northwest. Nary a word about what looks like a biblical event on the MSM. Montana is literally burning up. The Rockies are  on fire from the north to the south in Montana. Officially there are 26 fires burning in Montana. Many in the thousands of acres of incinerated forests. The smoke is everywhere. You can’t get away from it.

The news is covering the hurricanes in the South. That’s all fine and dandy, they should be. But, how is it an event as wide spread and devastating as these fires is all but being ignored? I scratch my little pin head.

Where I live we are surrounded by fire. Fires to the North, fires to the South, fires to the East, fires to the West, a whole gob of fires to the West. We wake each day to muted sunlight. In the morning and evenings the light is orange/red. During the day it is a yellowish hue. If you spend more than a few minutes outside headaches and a feeling of malaise are sure to follow. You can feel the ash on your skin. The ash and soot settle on everything in a thin layer that smudges when you run your finger over it. You can see remnants of pine needles on the car paint.

People are coughing and hacking and feeling miserable and there is no end in sight. Rain is scarce as a 15 year old virgin.

If you are somewhere where the smoke isn’t, or somewhere where a hurricane isn’t, then thank your lucky stars. Just keep in mind there are millions of people suffering right now and they deserve your thoughts and prayers. If there is anyone who does a good rain dance out there, please, get to dancin’. You will have our silent blessing.

Summer in Montana

As the summer draws to a close many of us here in Montana are hoping for an end to what has been a very dry few months. There has been no significant rain here since the end of June. July was HOT. Relentlessly hot. August has been clouded in smoke from wildfires all around. Folks in Missoula have been choking in smoke from four fires near by. To the east, where I live, the smoke has drifted into the valleys and hangs in the air like a fart in the elevator. Life here is a daily struggle with watery eyes, sneezing, coughing and your run of the mill discomfort of living down wind of a giant campfire.

As with all things Montana, this will last until you think you are going to pop. And then, like the flip of switch, it will stop. I think I am about to pop.

Many of my friends in other places wonder why I put up with it all. All I can say is it’s home. It’s the place I should have been born, but wasn’t. No fault of my own. I’m just glad I found it, even if it was a bit late. Better late than never, eh?

Notice of non U.S. citizenship

There has been a mistake. For many years I had been led to believe I was a U.S. citizen. I was wrong. Forgive me. I now rebut that presumption. Any form, application, or any other written instrument on which I claimed U.S. citizenship is revoked. I was led to believe a falsehood based on incomplete information and popular misunderstanding. I did not do my due diligence. My bad. For the public record: I am not and never have been a U.S. citizen as per the 14th Amendment. I am one of the free, sovereign, independent people of the united States of America and nothing else.

Notice to principals is notice to agents. Notice to agents is notice to principals

By: The man known as ray, lawful house of Greninger.

The Scam of the Day

With all the madness passing as social discourse going on these days it’s hard to keep your eye on the ball. What is the ball exactly? It is the unveiling of the financial system that has hypothecated our labor and property to back a privately owned “currency.”

Many have succumbed to the scam of paying bills using their “secret accounts” based on their social security number and “legal name.” Whether or not that particular “secret account” exists is up for grabs. But make no mistake, there is an account, a cestui que vie trust with what looks like your name on it. Can you access it? Some say yes. Bu here is the problem: that account was set up based on your birth certificate for the sole purpose of robbing you of your labor, your property and eventually your soul. It’s there and, some people say it can be accessed. Continue reading “The Scam of the Day”

Triumph of the Owners

I’ve never seen anything like this. The deep state, progressives, the New World Order, whatever you want to call them, are attacking Trump relentlessly. I don’t recall any other time that I’ve been on this ball when a sitting president was besieged by so many different factions.

You know you’re over the target when you start to receive flak. Apparently, Trump is over the target. The target is the New World Order (New World Oder) and the system that has established itself in America since the American “Civil War.” It is a system bent on world domination, and they are not going to allow someone, even the elected president of their corporation, to stop them. Continue reading “Triumph of the Owners”

Red Pill Expo

 

G Edward Griffin wrapping up the event

G. Edward Griffin’s Red Pill Expo kicked off in Bozeman, Montana on June 23rd. It was a 2 day event and approximately 600 people attended. Well, that takes care of the who, what and where of this event, but says nothing about the event. Mc’d by John B. Wells of Caravan to Midnight fame, there were 30 some speakers including Joel Sallatin,  sustainable farmer, Lord Christofer Monckton, the manmade global warming debunker, Jeff Berwick of the Dollar Vigilante, Mike Adams, Jon Rappaport, Robert Kayosaki, the rich dad, poor dad guy, Richard Gage of architects for 911 truth, and Jeanette Finicum, wife of murdered rancher Levoy Finicum, and many more. Continue reading “Red Pill Expo”

Update

New info pertaining to my last post. It appears some one got video of the London cops changing from their “cop” clothes into their “victim” clothes (or visa versa)  behind a van! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqF2XLxed70&feature=youtu.be

Now, this is certainly circumstantial but it sure is curious. I’m going to need a bigger bottle of Tums.

There is theory floating around out there that we are in a giant computer simulation. I disagree. I don’t think anyone, not even a highly advanced alien super duper hive-mind could come up with this stuff!