by Lee Benson
Deseret News Earlier this year, quite by happenstance, I read a book written by Pulitzer Prize-winning reporter James B. Stewart.
"Heart of a Soldier" tells the story of two men who, well before it happened, foretold not only of the terrorist attack of 9/11 but also the 1993 bombing in the World Trade Center parking garage that preceded it.
One of the men, Rick Rescorla, was chief of security for Morgan Stanley with an office in the World Trade Center. He died on 9/11, but not before he shepherded all but six of Morgan Stanley's 2,700 employees to safety because of a well-prepared and well-executed evacuation plan. He'd have made it out, too, had he not gone back in the building looking for those six.
The other man, Daniel J. Hill, is still alive.
With another Sept. 11 approaching I wanted to talk to The Man Who Predicted 9/11.
Although the primary focus in Stewart's book is on Rescorla — a bona fide hero for his actions on 9/11 — I found Hill to be an even more fascinating character....
He didn't want to talk about the past. He wanted to talk about the future.
The very near future.
The man who predicted 9/11 is worried that its sequel is imminent.
"Muslims that I talk to say things like, 'America thinks they're safe now. They've forgotten about 9/11. But watch, Daniel. Stay near your TV. It's going to be bigger than 9/11,' " he said.Hill said the next terrorist attack will involve suitcase nuclear bombs that will be detonated in small, low-flying two-seater private airplanes....
He is not alone in suggesting such a scenario. A 2007 book, "The Day of Islam," spells out the details, as do any number of Internet sites about a plot called "American Hiroshima."
The nukes, he said, will be detonated over New York, Washington, D.C., Chicago, Miami, Houston, Las Vegas and Los Angeles.
I asked Hill, "Why now?"
"Eight years from 1993 to 2001, eight years from that 9/11 to this 9/11," he said. "Symbolism. They're big on symbolism."
I've made the same point.
Osama's biographer says nukes in U.S.
Al-Qaida has smuggled tactical nuclear weapons and uranium into the U.S. across the Mexican border and is planning to launch a major terrorist attack using a combination of nukes and dirty nukes, according to an interview with Osama bin Laden's biographer, Hamid Mir
Also see: Beware of a False Flag Terror Event, America!
"We'll all be Rewarded when the Shit Hits the Fan
"Dog Poet Transmitting.......
When the proverbial ‘first matter’ hits the blades of the cosmic fan it is not going to be preceded by general news announcements delivered via radio and television. It won’t be coming in the form of an official letter from some government agency delivered in your post. Bob won’t be telling you at the neighborhood bar that the shit is going to hit the fan at 9:00 AM on this Friday morning. It’s just going to happen. Some will have early warning and that will be the one’s responsible for the event.
It is possible to have some ball park awareness of when the shit will hit the fan by observing the sequencing of world events. If you are the sort of person who does pay attention to things like this, then you know that the fleet of ships, trucks and railcars required to transport the shit have already left the various docks, warehouses and stations where it has been stored against the day.
You’ve probably noticed that the Mossad/CIA official terror department, known as Al Qaeda, has announced that they have smuggled nuclear weapons into the
You’ve probably noticed that Mr. Brass Balls, Hugo Chavez, is going to be exporting oil to
You’ve noticed the recent appearance of major shitheads like Tom Brokaw; Rudolph, the brown-nosed, Giuliani and a host of other lying sacks of shit are going nova about the blogs corrupting the minds of the public with information concerning the government’s role in the 9/11 attacks and making the official line look like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag.
You’ve noted the cries for legislation against truth tellers and the association of truth tellers with terrorists and you’ve seen the damning evidence of nano-thermite at all ground zero locations, which proves once and for all that the government and their exploding shit-golem front men are just what they are; road apples for the cosmic fans of history.
You’ve noticed the relentless and sustained attacks against What Really Happened and The Truthseeker which have put them off the air for the last several days and which are being orchestrated by American and Israeli intelligence cyber-hit squads. When they get this dead earnest, it is an indication that a shitnami is on the way.
Alex Jones has just announced that he is about to reveal something today that is supposed to be huge. It’s some kind of shitnado; some kind of shitinferno that appears to involve some important figure revealing some important shit. I’m guessing that the shitmeisters at Shit Central are none too happy about this and that is a part of what is responsible for closing down some of the major truth sites on the net.
The news of
They’ve actually managed to make the Nazis look like good guys. We don’t have a word to describe what they are at the moment. Some new definition needs to be minted but the lack of anything to compare it to has made the job difficult. Add to all of this the daily revelations about false historical records; slave ships, false flags, international crime organizations and the world wide pressure exerted by media and economic cabals and you’ve got more revelations than a thousand St. John’s eating mushrooms on a Patmos Island bigger than Teddy Kennedy’s funeral.
All this and much, much more is a sure sign that some massive wind farm of fans is about to come into contact with something larger than the life long output of those who have brought us to this point and are composed of the same substance.
It’s official, the shit is about to hit the fan.
I’ve presented a simple over view that is easily fleshed out into the visible form of a gigantic shit-monster who stands astride the globe, ten thousand times larger than the
You can factor in the economy vis a vis the job market. You can add in the various wars and the disparity in wealth between the few and the many. You can add in the state of the culture and the witless comatose state of some large portion of the public and you’ve got the makings of the perfect shitstorm. Mr. Lahey is tongue tied. The magniturd of shit is beyond shitulation.
The weight of the shit is so great that it is compressing itself against itself and creating the sort of heat necessary for spontaneous combustion. It’s not going to be just the hard and soft shit that is stacked like bricks of opium in Rothschild banks and issuing in swirls like some godawful Dairy Queen machine with King Kong’s thumb on the full speed ahead button. It’s a precipitation of Shit from Outer Space drawn to the gigantic shit magnet of Planet Earth as homing beacon to the stars.
Prepare yourselves for the hour has come. This rough slouching shit is lumbering toward Bethleshit and it’s got a gasoline can in one hand and a Zippo in the other.
Yes, we’ll all be together. Yes we’ll all make a stand. Yes, we’ll all be rewarded, when the shit hits the fan. Full raingear is definitely recommended.
I’m watching all of this from my shitproof saucer, K-1 as I orbit the globe. I’d do something about it but the incredible technology and far future weaponry of my advance saucer has yet to be activated. I can only observe and report. Maybe my superiors will turn on the power. I’ve asked them to but I am told it has to play out the way it was written. There would be no lesson learned if I were to be empowered to wash the planet and hose the bad guys at the same time. My hands are tied.
The Dog Poet’s nose is in a perpetual wrinkle and not all the poets that have ever lived- and they are few enough to begin with- can weave this abondanza of shit into the majesty of immortal lines required. There is no shovel large enough; no boots deep enough and no mountain high enough to move, traverse or stand above what looms over us now.
As Van Morrison predicted long ago, “Yes here it comes… da dum da dum dum” and so on and so forth. The wind turbines of destiny are rotating with enough force to burst the locks of Doomsday’s gate. What can I say except to say, “Back on your heads, coffee break is over.”
End Transmission....... (ahrooooooo...)
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