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Brian’s Column: Thoughts on Memorial Day 2019

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Let’s remember those tricked into “the racket” who suffered and died
By Brian R. Wright

Especially those who suffered and died via US government treason for Israel. That’s right, in particular whom I have in mind are the 34 dead and 175 wounded from the coordinated US-Israeli ambush/false-flag attack by Israel on the USS Liberty, June 8, 1967. Read the gory details about the attacks and coverup in Clint Burnette’s outstanding movie screenplay, Enemies Within. If you can help bring it to screen—with a contact inside the noncorrupted global movie business, or financial resources—please drop me a note at FreeManPubCo@protonmail.com.

Then going deeper from a scholarly level, find out exactly how and who inside the US government aided and abetted the mass murder of American servicemen on that fateful day. Ref. Dr. Joan Mellen’s Blood in the Water.  All that was ever good and honorable about this country’s government leadership and top operational military brass went out the window with that horrific slaughter on the high seas nearly 52 years ago… and cries out for a) a feature film, and b) justice. “Those who served” in such circumstances deserve our highest gratitude and praise. My USS Liberty hat is off to all such men.

As for the great mass of American servicemen fighting and dying over the years, let’s also not forget the tools of propaganda and engineered lack of economic prospects that led them to fall, one way or another, into the trap that America’s most decorated soldier, US Marine General Smedley Butler, pointed out in his classic War is a Racket (1935). Yes, even before high treason for Israel got into the act, American imperialism has been afoot in laying waste to the Indians, democide in the Philippines, and other acts of organized mass murder. More relevant to Butler’s thesis, the looting objectives at the behest of powerful globalized businesses were central.

We’re finding out more and more these days about the 20th-century American wars, and how they were NOT “to make the world safe for democracy,” nor in the case of World War II, “the GOOD War.” One of the more important books—yes, I have some reservations, but Mike King’s general (intentionally obscured by the establishment) evidence is unassailable—anyone truly serious about knowing the truth behind the 20th-Century “Bankers'” Wars of Europe MUST read is his The Bad War. It even has the high honor of being ceremoniously banned by Amazon. Continue reading →

Brian’s Column: One More Sweep to Fourteen

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11: Straggler stories and funny background music of the early days
Brian R. Wright

[Link to Episode 10]

Note: These columns are a series I am making into a volume of my memoirs, working title: Volume 1 (of 3): Overland Park Ways. You may follow the links at top and bottom of page to go to preceding or succeeding episodes. The series starts here. {If the [Link to Episode <next>] at the  bottom of the column does not show an active hyperlink, then the <next> column has yet to be written.}

Okay, I’m going to trip up the readers with this starter photo. I’ll get to the next iteration of my ‘cute brother and me’ imagery shortly. But I wanted to lead with this lovely photograph of my aunt, Donna Jean Barlow, probably from the Greenville High School yearbook, senior year, which would have been ca. 1941, 42.

Why? Well, first of all it’s a stunning photo—look at that bodacious blond hair—and second, she was such an accomplished individual. Never married, but came close, as I understand the family folklore, being jilted at the altar, graduated University of Michigan Nursing School, served overseas in Army Care, then had a long distinguished career as a public health nurse. But also because I wanted to include her in the previous episode… as a single woman she tended to get left out of the family pictorials. Though she was always helping out her sisters with their broods, then her mother later in life and in the end times of grandma, who died from the polycystic kidney disease that runs through our DNA (and did my mother in, too).

[Donna survived my mom by a few months, as a resident of Northpointe Senior Care and then the memory unit there in Battle Creek, Michigan. She moved to Northpointe’s senior apartments when the oldest sister, my aunt June, died in December 2000. The travels and visits of all the three sisters in the 80s and the 90s, including several occasions where I’m along for the ride, are recounted in my biography of my mom: Mother’s Stone. I miss you deeply, too, dear aunt. Dear aunts. Dear Mama Bear.]

But the point of this chapter is to take another fast sweep of my young life, picking up a lot of key vignettes that flesh out the big picture, then coloring in some background commentary representing the goldfish bowl we WASP (White Anglo Saxon Protestant) Americans tended to be swimming in—the good and the not so good aspects. Continue reading →

Brian’s Column: Special Note on 9/11/2017

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What we now have evidence to produce indictments of those responsible…

911 was a false-flag act of state terror inflicted by global-power insiders—conceived and led predominantly by the Israeli-Zionist deep state (http://bit.ly/2wlAo8l_Fraud_911_War_on_Terror) in coordination with key Neoconservatives running the American government —for the purpose of initiating an unending War of Terror (via a fraudulent “War on Terror:” http://bit.ly/2tZcyxW_Jerusalem_1979_911) against American/human liberty and world peace. The false-flag enemies of 911 are Islam, Muslim Arabs, and Palestinians who have been vilified by contrived-hoax media imagery (http://bit.ly/2gXcTgo_Palestinians_Cheered_Hoax) and bought propaganda fake news.

Trillions of dollars have been transferred to these globalist insiders and their functionaries to conduct the war(s) resulting in millions of innocent human lives lost and 10s of millions  of casualties and displacements, worldwide. As for 911 itself, my book, After 9/11 Truth: The Death Star in Ashes, Humanity Rises (http://bit.ly/2tKCzAY_After_911_Truth), provides a digest of key works demonstrating beyond ALL doubt that the official story is, hands down, the Biggest Lie in world history. [Also note my pdf of 15 Official Story contradictions here (http://bit.ly/2xgT4H4_911_Contradictions)].

We are now at the critical mass level of the 9/11 Truth movement, aiming toward justice. Architects and Engineers for 9/11 Truth and several other groups have filed in federal court (http://bit.ly/2wlFpu0_911_Justice) for a real investigation—which needs to be a special federal people’s independent grand jury with subpoena power. Now’s the time, people, create the justice and end the madness!

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Brian’s Column: Brian Wright’s Days of Golden Memories, 1

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8: Even as Baby Boomer children, we grew up so fast…
Brian R. Wright

[Link to Episode 7]

Note: These columns are a series, I will make into a volume of my memoirs. You may follow the links at top and bottom of page to go to preceding or succeeding episodes. The series starts here. {If the [Link to Episode <next>] at the  bottom of the column does not show an active hyperlink, then the <next> column has yet to be written.}

The ages 6 to 11, corresponding to 1st grade to 6th grade, respectively, are a blur in retrospect. You can see from the way I framed the first sentence that the mandatory school environment became a defining part of my ‘Wonder Bread’ years. It doesn’t take very long, even for the more independent minded, to succumb to the standardized BIG worldview we were all being injected with… and expected to conform to. As director Christof says about Truman Burbank in the movie The Truman Show (1998):

“We accept the reality with which we’re presented.”

More about the Conformity Legacy as we go. I do remember my first grade teacher’s name, Miss Wood. I considered her quite pretty, slim, etc., but she was more insistent than my kindergarten teacher on the rules and sticking to them. In kindergarten and first grade, we had sleep ‘rugs’ for class-all-in-one napping—I disdained all such naps. We were also instructed on occasion to sleep at our desks with our heads down. One day, I demurred. Miss Wood came over to my desk and tried to force my head down, none too gently either. I hauled off and hit her on the arm. She then slapped me a good one on my cute little face; I complied. Next day during the floor nap I looked up her dress. 🙂

Thankfully, my life was rich outside of the forced-school setting. The photo above-right shows my brother Forrest (~6 years old) and me (~7) with a large box kite that Dad had helped us to make, and then fly into the bright Kansas skies. I tell you it was quite an operation for that sail area, requiring a steady eye and a firm grip on the custom-made spool, with sturdy twine. Continue reading →

Brian’s Column: Who ARE These People?

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6. And what have they done with my brother!?
Brian R. Wright

[Link to Episode 5]

Note: These columns are a series, I will make into a volume of my memoirs. You may follow the links at top and bottom of page to go to preceding or succeeding episodes. The series starts here. {If the [Link to Episode <next>] at the  bottom of the column does not show an active hyperlink, then the <next> column has yet to be written.}

First, I’m going to hit you with yet another Bro and me image, mainly because the age is right, probably the summer before kindergarten, and we’re at my mother’s mother’s farm near Centerville, Iowa. With the Mighty Wonder Dog named Tuton— named by our step-grandfather’s sons after the conventional two-ton pickup truck of the time. [I promise, this will be the final cute childhood picture of my brother and me. Well, okay, at most one or two more. 🙂 ] You can see my brother, Forrest, on the right, simply adored that dog. Tuton was a great one, too, he would run after any vehicle that came rolling down the dirt road in front of the farm house, barking and carrying on something fierce. But was as gentle and friendly a pet as you can imagine. Grown manly men cried buckets when Tuton died.

I’m introducing this episode with another brother photo, because one of the most serious crimes of force against me as a child—almost as heartless as taking me away from my parents—was separating me from my brother. In Episode 4, I allude to that assault, in particular:

“… my parents see no real alternative but to enter me in the compulsory government school system, the entry point euphemistically called kindergarten—literally, ‘children’s garden.’

“… ‘Who are these strange people wanting to tell me what to know, what to do, ringing bells, enforcing naps, tying my behavior to a group, regulating my movement into strict confines, watching me all the time, taking me away from my brother (confining me by age), putting this so-called ‘teacher’ adult in front who tells me to raise my hand and stay in my seat, and so on?!

“Who died and made them king? Was I asleep when they came by to ask for my approval? Where’s my brother? ‘If you don’t mind, Mrs. Bland, I’m going to be on my way, I know where the door is, thank you. I can walk home from there. My parents will call your parents. Have a nice day.’ Whhhooooshhh! out the door…. No such luck.” Continue reading →

Donut Whole: “Good Night Sweet Girl!”

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The Great Kitty Spirit Calls My Precious ‘Tabby’ Hither
by Brian R. Wright

This final day transpires like the movie High Noon, with the somber moment of truth impending with every tick of the clock. Tabby’s euthanasia appointment is at 6:30 p.m. with the vet, who’s just a mile away. I think I’m going to be okay. I’ve extended her departure date so I can have some ‘hospice’-quality time, three whole days where I’m home, moving my computer work downstairs, in the living room where she’s been camping out on the foot stool of the other love seat for maybe a week now.

She’s definitely ready, her appetite is close to nil, though she walks to her food area and to the litter box still. I’ve bought every treat and new idea in packaged and unpackaged cat food I can think of, though I have run out of the crock-potted skinless, boneless chicken thighs that were a staple for her… not that she’s been eating that either these last few days. Her breathing is ‘okay,’ I had them do a final fluid drain from the chest cavity two days ago. Thru various gestures, like placing her paw on my hand (a first) she’s as much as told me: “Papa B, it’s time to meet my Maker.”

Every half hour or so I make a point of stopping whatever I’m writing on to go over and give her a few strokes while uttering the sweet nothings. Occasionally, I’ll get more conversational, e.g. “Well, baby, I sure wish there was some other way. But you have the big C and it’s not going away” [or “You know, it sure looks like the Inter-national War Party wants to blow the world to Kingdom Come. Trump ran against these chicken hawks, now he’s sold out to them. What do you think?”]… then go into the procedures she’s had done and what the doctors say, what the Xrays say, what the ultrasound images say, what my friends and family say. Continue reading →

Brian’s Column: Paean to 911-Truth Advent Day (2/18/17)

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Open Letter to Humankind re: Advent Day for 9/11 Truth and Justice
Cobo Hall, Detroit, Michigan, 18 February 2017, Nation of Islam Founders’ Day
by Brian R. Wright

Here’s the whole enchilada: the best overall presentations and exposes of the 9/11 Big Lie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?annotation_id=annotation_647443107&feature=iv&src_vid=kIWBvg4AX2A&v=3xMkk359nd0), as well as who are the most likely perpetrators needing to be brought before an independent people’s federal grand jury… or (for suspects who are citizens of other countries) an international tribunal that functions as a people’s grand jury.

The above link shows a remarkable presentation that I attended in Detroit at the gathering of Nation of Islam (NOI). I covered in my Coffee Coaster column here (http://brianrwright.com/CoffeeCoasterBlog/?p=9108). You are in for a treat, though admittedly the eye-opening can be painful. The main video has been recomposed to correct some errors in the projection process toward the beginning. The correction makes it incredibly powerful from its wonderful introduction right from the beginning all the way through.

The speakers are a perfect selection of the absolute BEST of the 9/11 Truth movement. It is practically divine inspiration and providence that they were invited for the same program and were able to come to Detroit as special esteemed guests of the NOI. Their background and vital topics of presentation are identified in an earlier CC column here (http://brianrwright.com/CoffeeCoasterBlog/?p=9038). Continue reading →