John Shepp :: Blog: Mea Culpa From Somewhere On The Hill

From: "XXX"
To: "Frodo"
Subject: Re: Iranian war is on

You know me, or you think you did. I was too busy glad-handing with my elite backers to read any of the bills that passed over my desk, no matter how much they limit your freedom to speak, protest or travel. I have a crack team of lawyers with ties to various lobby groups who advise me on whether or not to back legislation. I don’t need my voters’ input, they weren’t the ones who put me here, it was more a function of the money handlers and folks who managed to bribe the election officials, and some inside hackers who made all those horrible voting machines put me over the top. That’s why I voted for this war, I’m afraid if I don’t, I’ll end up dead, or my family will. But I don’t fear that more than I fear being called to account for all the laws I’ve broken in pursuit of the goals of my handlers. I’m a prostitute, a puppet with strings coming from places I can’t possibly know… because I truly don’t, but I know when I don’t follow their council how quickly things turn. I’ll never cross them.

I’ve been trained in the art of lying and obfuscation by some the of most successful public relations and psychological experts in the field. They were the ones who managed to convince the public that Saddam Hussein was harboring weapons of mass destruction, and throwing babies out of incubators. They are the ones who sell the unwitting public a global carbon tax, and help sell the faltering economy towards a North American Union, while their big money bankers bring down our economy in order to presage a world government.

I’ve called so many people conspiracy nuts that I’m beginning to have a problem with what isn’t a conspiracy, because I’m so deeply involved in so many criminal conspiracies that I may need to exercise my dual citizenship rights and bug out quick before some honest attorney decides it’s time to purge the bilge. The fact is, I’m not even sure what is a lie anymore it’s so far in the past what the truth was. You’ll know what I mean when all your savings are devalued to nothing by the private bankers who pretty much control everything and will bring you down to their preferred level of slavery. Luckily for me I was able to move all my assets offshore like many of my associates have before the real shit started hitting the fan, but what does it matter? I’ve set things in motion to set off nukes in my own country, just to set in motion a suicidal movement to war with another country that doesn’t even have nukes. But, it’s all going to be wonderful, isn’t it?

If you see me, don’t say hello, I won’t pretend to know who you are, unless you own me already, and then I’ll kiss your boots. I’m sure these meds the doctors put me on for stress will wear off soon, so I’d better go. I hope this finds you well.

XXX

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