News Briefs – 07/24/2021

“The Senate Armed Services Committee has approved language in its annual defense policy bill that would require women to register for the draft.”

Probably a kill shot to neocon interventionism.

I’ve been of the opinion that ads dont work for a long time. Simply put, I am more likely to by the brand that is not advertised when given a choice. I think smaller buisness, potentially local. Obviously an imperfect way of thinking, but that is still what I do. I dont want brand recognition.

Hi AC,

Read your news most days. Thanks.
Paul

About those boners, once the timeless rage against the machine begins its gonna spread like a prairie fire, an unstoppable conflagration. It happens that way because it is inevitable because the machine crowded good folks into the only option, in its insatiable lust to control everything, bottling up K Strategist does that, it has to vent somehow, it is a force of nature after all, the pressure can not be contained, it will escape ultimately all in one big exponential surge once it begins.

May be why I have the great sense of calm and patience now, I know down in my amygdalae what is going to happen as the present trajectory of totalitarian control by cabal reaches it’s predictable conclusion. A kind of inner calm before the storm.

A few major highlights of being under coverage since the day of the obot usurper’s took up residence in the oval office, and it’s occupiers in the executive wing, hacked my life on the day of false inauguration, @ 2:05 that afternoon, according to one of the FBI agents assigned to the computer hacking case they where conducting while I was working as an invited citizen journalist at the online newspaper Post&Email.
This is per conversation during second and last conference call, between HughesNet North America SVP of Operations, my editor and P&E founder, a co-citizen journalist and myself, with 2 Special Agents assigned to our hacking case:

“IP address of hacker, (who first hacked into my laptop in order to ghost into our P&E WordPress editing program), is from the executive wing of the White House”
HughesNet North America Texas, IT department, “is infested with “trolls”, “your entire operation is infested with trolls”
The cause if our failure to be able to hire a US based server after our first major hack denial of service attack at the P&E, is due to said server companies we attempted to contract with are threatened with loss of license and worse, such as violent threats against them and their families if they persist in hosting The P&E.
Our WP editing/formatting platform is under control of Exec wing hackers in real time watching every key stroke and entry, corrupting our ability to post articles on the P&E website.
The hack on my laptop was “thru an American flag desktop” picture, (I later figured out it was most likely loaded up on said laptop by agents who where in our house while we where in town, who I suspected had on at least two occasions had entered in our absence, who also set of video surveillance of our home from a neighboring house that was vacant as the owner worked out of state, at that time I had no idea about the network and glowie’s, even though I suspected highly organized rogue agent organization working for some form of corrupt overlords inside the bowels of the federal and state level governments. At the time they where thick as fleas up on the ridge, once I finally recognized I was under coverage, we first figured they where around due to the rampant meth and pill problem up here in the mountains, may have been in conjunction with surveillance op’s, very very rural location, dictating the use of more humint resources than in more populated locations).
The FBI Special agents inform us they have been ordered to drop our case in entirety, this conference call is the last contact we will receive from the FBI. Sorry. Rots of Ruck.

Other highlights of note independent of the FBI hacking investigation:

Was working on a piece about globullshit colding, orientated around the physics of composition of atmospheric conditions in relation to vegetative life force and the percentage of CO2 in the atmosphere, I receive an email with blank sender address, a pdf file of what a month later became known as the East Anglia University data dump containing rhe raw data from Prof Mann, and his hockey stick global temperature false flag narrative. Spend about 2 weeks going thru the data dump, I include pertinent data and connotation in my globullshit colding piece from the East Anglia dump. Things begin to happen to us at THE P&E, all sorts of then inexplicable operation problems, we get 4 new “citizen journalists” on the staff, who quickly are obviously agent provocateurs, they come highly credentialed and backed by The P&E owner/editor’s fellow professors from the university he teaches at.

I write a piece about Obot sending the White House bust of Winston Churchill back to the Queen, and his Kenyan father’s hate for the Briots, and how it is impossible Obot is a US citizen if his supposed Kenyan father is his actual blood father, as the Brits offered all kenyan’s the opportunity toi become British citizens with British papers, or by default if they do not opt for British citizenship they automatically become Kenyan citizens, at the time of Kenyan independence from the British crown. Shit really goes fucking full retard. Everything imaginable happens involving inhibiting The P&E from publishing, and denial of service attacks along with other hacking are as hardcore as any professional IT people we get to help us have ever seen.

I purchased Malcolm X’s book, it is a fascinating read, highly recommend it, it is a view into a most pivotal moment in US history from an entirely different perspective. I was inspired to read X’s book because in my reasearch at that time he shows up at interesting moments, along with a cast of comintern actors bith foriegn and domestic, enemies you could say. Most interesting is a 2 week timeline in Hawaii at a particular hotel, at the range of dates where Barry S. if his recognized conception and mother LeeAnn Dunham pregnancy is the truth. I keep looking at X’s book’s cover with X looking at you, and the way he has his hand placed against his cheek, and it hits me, X is almost an Irish Twin of Barry, as I delve deeper into research of those two weeks in Hawaii, things begin to add up, I have a sneaking suspision X is Barry’s blood dad and LeeAnn Dunham and X have a fling in Hawwaii during their presence at said hotel, which is a 2 week conference that notable’s such as Che, Castro, Frank Marshal Davis X, Lee Ann Dunham are present. At the time I have not mention our editor of this project, I’m got a rough draft ready to send him for his perusal, as he has been tutoring me because I have at best a very poor 7th grade education, and he is teaching me english and other writing skills I sorely lack, but he did after all invite me to be on his writing staff, due to some comment’s I had written at the time on the early alt-media/blogsphere, circa 2006-2007.
The day I’m reasdy to present this article involving Malcolm X, I recieve another unolicted blank adressee email, it is another pdf file, what it contaiuns is obviously photographs of a a microfish screen, of a classified top secret Israeli Mossad file on Malcolm X, it looks like a paper document that has the dog eared appearence it hasa been around a long time, has all sorts of rubber time stamps with signatures all over it, written notes in varoius inks and even has a coffe ring on the cover page, what look like cigerette ashes and burn holes on various pages, time stamps over time syamps, every kind of timeline artifacts you can’t fake. The real noodle baker is its got entire surveillance of the afore mentioned actors during their 2 week meet in Hawaii, reports from foeld agents observations of the targets activities, including X and Lee Ann’s sexual activities, and later entries in this file Obama is a progidy, of Frank Marshal Davis, his pedo proclivities, particularly his pedo-brainwashing of little Barry, William Ayer’s later involvement in Barry’s training then introduction to the Chicago commie comintern community, etyc, the whole nine yards. Even down to the who and why X is assassinated, which correlates with so many things, it is a central historical pivot of an incredible array of present events.

I’m like blown away overwhelmed with correlations, my mind is swimming, its like drinking from a firehouse reading whats in this Mossad surveillance file, which evolved from a Malcolm X to a Barry S. and company file. I can’t see how you could make this shit up, it is that kind of thing, you would have to have time travel capability to compose the complexity and nuances and the people/events of the timeline documented.
My editor has become at this point strangely security cautious, like of which are new to me, he provided me with a burner phone number only for use of extreme circumstances and emergencies. I have not used it at this point. I email him to tell him about my project but mostly about this mysterious email document, he already is aware of the East Anglia pdf email, at this moment emailing him I have had the Mossad file about 4 hours. I’ve quickly scanned thru it to get an overview, within a couple minutes of sending the email he writes back call him on the emergency line, actually, this is our first voice comms contact, everything prior between us has been by email. Long story short, he is de-briefing me, literally, about everything regarding the Mossad file, start to present minute, I’n into reading to him over the phone particular parts of the file, and it up’s and disappears, its simply not there as I looking right at it reading back to my boss for the second time a part he is obviously totally skeptical is what I am looking at. He is almost hostile from the start, like he suspects me of lying or worse. I’m actually having to validate to him everything I’ve said, he jumps around machine gun fast trying to catch me out bullshitting him.
When the file disappears, he all but hangs up in disgust with me. But not before he asks me if I ever been involved with Skinheads and American White Supremacist organizations. I’m non-plussed, like fabbergasted, I start laughing because its so preposterous to me as to be unthinkable, literally, and I tell him so, and he can shove his questions up hia ass, while laughing at it all, he hangs up.

I’m like, oh well, it was awesome while it lasted, but boy oh boy am I a dumb motherfucker. And the pay has gotten pretty good toop, so there is that also, I’m typically a day late and a dollar short, in another saga of always something getting in the way of any success in everything doing with income and obtaining financial comfort.
Still haven’t figured it all out, it is by design, by malice, I been under coverage all my life, but, there is a shadow of suspicion it is starting to look like what is all but incomprehensible, fact. I’m under some kind of type of control, my life is, and I’m subjected to all sorts of people who purpose is to fuck with me, its the only logical rational answer to the conundrum, its Schrodinger’s kat in real life. I’m surrounded by these fuckers. And now even this nice gentle english proff is betrayed my trust and is fucking with me.

I’m resigned to this situation, time to move on, never say die, never give up, fuck them all, they are never going to keep me down or stop me. I’m a decent sort, I’m an asshole too, very anti-social, I’m a recovering manic depressive, severe case of dyslexia, I don’t stand for the slightest bullshit and have no social grace, as AC puts it, a real fucking “Brickbat”, because I’m that way because of the cards I’m dealt and I never runaway from any danger. I run towards it if anything, and because of my childhood trauma of sexual and mental rape and physical brutality I’m totally fearless. I scare the shit out of normie’s and a network skummbag can see me from a mile away, I stick out like a sore thumb. My wife says I’m the scariest fucker she has ever seen. Thats because it’s easy to channel the rage inside me, and I use it as a shield against this dark thing fucking with me, it makes it very circumspect with me. I get special treatment.
Well all that is suddenly a whole lot clearer to me right at this moment of introspection, something has taken place I’m sure of but what I only know something diff has happened in my world, and my boss call’s me, its been about an hour or more, and he is very contrite, expresses his mistake in suspecting me of being a control agent of the bad shit happening to all of us, especially whats being done to him which is worse than I am experiencing.
Seems he has been contacted by state police from a couple states investigating me and supposed skinhead/white supremacist activities, that I am considered by said authorities to be a very dangerous character and the Feds have asked for their co-operation in my case they have against me. We make and kiss up, I’m very empathetic for the guy, as I tons of respect and admiration, appeciate him for this great opportunity as a citizen journo, have considered him a very fine Patriot and all around straight up guy. So it’s hardly nuthin brother as they say here in WV.
The internet and phone coverage, the constant shills and trolls on the internet fucking with you, highjacking my avatars and making comments using my identity to fuck with me, even doing so in real time deliberately so I see it happening, using it as a way to create animosity with other commenters, all that cheap ass gangstalker shit. It’s like big fucking deal. Like that makes me so asscared and I’m wetting my diapers. Attempts to use camelio suits at night to fuck around with us, the dumbass fuckkers they send have zero idea that there are men who hunt things in their environment and a digital hi tech led camouflage fart suit only works with people who have no hunting skills. It was rather funny because the ones they sent had to be ignorant of the woods and rural environment, that dogs see just as easily in the dark with their ears and nose, or a guy like me has no problem spotting them in the night because we trust and use all our senses and got that K Strategist radar.
Even though, the gangstalkers are becoming a serious pain in the ass. Got one skanky white boy walks in on my wife while she is taking a shower and I’m out of the house. She is OK, but refuses to provide details, but she is a tough nut, she takes no shit and is a survivor of the globo=pedo and past gangstalker underworld and brain washing efforts. Loves her a handy .38 snubby and is a keen natural shot and has zero qualms about using it.
It’s time to make it plain, it doesn’t stop I’m going on a mission and its me or them in no uncertain terms. Warpath time. No quarter I do not give a fuck.
I begin a campaign of personally spreading my intent to shoot every and any motherfucker comes near my wife my homestead and me I’ll shoot. Time to go full Minuteman. I begin to sling an AR carbine 24/7 everywhere, a high capacity pistol in .45, an 18 inch blade knife I personally forged I call my Yankee Exterminator, I go to every length to be seen armed, but I am polite as like I never been to my neighbors and such. Even the local Sheriff’s and State troopers are fully aware of me, they see me out and about and there are no secrets in these mountain’s. I retire to protect my wife, my property from these skumm, its an austere life financially but it is wonderful after 45 years of being a welder, the last 7 as a welder in the coal mines, not having such a ball and chain every day. Excellent. Life is sublime.

There is also what, thanks to AC, I know now as the directed energy weapons used on me by the machine.
Never been sick other than the flu once, from a shot I got at work once. No signs of anything, like diabetes or heart problems, zero signs.
I suddenly have 5 heart attacks. They say at least 5. I was not even aware I had them. Though I was feeling tuckered out. They showed up in stress tests and heart monitors.

One afternoon, I’m simply standing in the door between the dining room and talking with my wife sitting on the living-room coach, an incapacitating back pain, in the form of a monster muscle spasm thats so intense I black out and face plant in front of my wife, she is helping me to get up and freaks because I got a lump above my right hip, as large as my butt cheek, its this huge lump, the pain has mostly subsided but underneath the muscles are tight as steel bands. Nobody in the medical fields seen anything like it, nothing helps reduce it, the underlying pain is constant, I also have various severe muscle spasms that seem to come out of the blue. My wife has the same but not as frequently, nothing makes sense, other than it is something being done deliberately to both of us. Takes a couple years, to find a Doc who will help with thius third butt cheek I got, he kind of figures out what it is, by this time I got a kind of fatty tissue cyst, they surgically remove it, it weighs a whopping 3.8lbs, nobody ever seen such a thing, its sent to 3 specialists to research and nobody can say what it really is.

The gangstalkers have backed off physically, maintaining a kind of physical distance zone, exactly as they would in order to not trigger me to pull the trigger on them. But all sorts of shit happens, from our self reliant garden food efforts subjected to every blight mold fungus and other diseases imaginable, while everyone we know in our noebhothood has no such problems, we have drones constantly over flying our property, every sort of military aircraft all pass right over our house from C130’s to F-15’s, tilt rotors Shinooks you name it, they pass right over. I am driving up to Max Velocity’s tactical school in Romney WV, I’m traversing up state Rt 202 along the WV-Va border in a rift valley, and strafing runs at tree top level from F-16’s to C-130’s set up head on runs right at me the whole way up the rift valley, this is after I’m boxed in coming over the pass from WV down into Virginia on Rt 36, by three late model VW sedans, and I’m in my 1971 hopped up Beetle Bug I built as my daily driver. It is patently obvious they where waiting like lamprey’s off a side road for me to begin coverage, no matter my speed, they all keep formation on me at a precise distance no matter what of one car length front and back of my vehicle. I ditch them by an act of crazy fast ducking into a tiny turn off side road, in a spot that I have very long sight-lines of both ways if they want to reacquire road coverage on me, I wait 15 minutes, no show, about 20 minutes later thats when I get the first buzz by the first fighter aircraft trying to get an eyeball on my location at the bottom of a deep defile, as I stop at a country store at the bottom of the pass, to get out and simply observe my environment, as my amygdalae is on max Defcon 5 by now. It must be uncommon for folks running the store and customers are outside looking up remarking about the aircraft flying low and about. These are really steep rural Appalachian mountains, super narrow hollows.

Up at Max’s compound, its early December, its snowing, probably 1000 ft above or lower ground level cloud deck, i begin to hear C-130 rumbling over, pretty low, first thing I start watching Max, Max is got this sudden obviously concerned look on his face, he is giving a whiteboard class between live fire exercises, the C-130’s keep making passes, i think its two of them, I catch Max looking at me squint-eyed hairy eyeball like a few times, and I can almost see him shrug and accept it and focus on his training the class, but its got him thinking, he later says some pretty strange things to me, one was like screaming in my ear as a tactical assault of a bunker complex live fire exercise is underway, he screams in my ear, “you know your a fucking crazy motherfucker!!!”
I am pretty sure I been a good boy, I think I got my amygdalae under control, I’m not manic, and genuinely having a splendid time of my life. I’ve even got Max’s OK to bivvy for two nights in his woods so I can save bucks on hotel.
I did note something I never gave any thought about before, out of the class, looks to me I’m the only student who has woods skills and what you can call life experience with firearms. Another was it’s remarked to me by everyone I talk with, asking how did you get so fast with a rifle? Comments like we have never seen anyone shoot like that quickly. I’m like I don’t know what to say to you, all I can think of is I been hunting and trapping all my life from as early as I have memory to now, have had an old Stevens .22 crack-shot rifle and a sears 16 gauge over under my grand-pop gave me when I was 6, and have filled the freezer thru my life using those two guns, and I raced go karts, drag, dirt and road racing motorcycles all my adult life till I retired from work recently, wing shooting spruce grouse and such, gives you good reflexes…? It is an interesting thing. I’m seeing two different worlds. All these guys are doctors lawyers etc, good sorts, no BS or anything. they are genuinely serious. For some reason they all know who I am, that I was a citizen journo, even knew my comment avatar I had used since 2007. This is all coming at me mile a minute. The Doctor who developed TTTC and the care under combat protocols, along with another guy was ar the course, he humped in over the ridges from the north in ALICE pack and a custom shortened M1-A1 and full combat load-out. He gave us a his combat lifesaver course gratis, really super nice guy too. I can’t imagine how many people he has saved their lives with the techniques he created.

The shooting part of Max’s course is a blast, but really very easy. It is the tactical mindset and philosophy part that is a life changing event for me. It ties in so much stuff in my life I am experiencing a transformative event.

The transformation is centered on the present moment, birth of cognizance it is the mind as the weapon, the weapon in the hands is the instrument of the main weapon between the ears, and I begin to become a weapon, and grok the holistic concept of these fundamental elements of the warrior mindset to everything in life, how everything is tied together to this fundamental philosophy, and I become K Strategist Citizen Warrior, or as it seems A Man of The Christian West, like Crusades Biachez, Dues Vault!
I am enlightened in this way, what Max has developed through his critical thinking and analysis and his great epiphany that in order to teach the non dot military experienced citizen the way of every citizen a soldier, has and requires fundamental aspects the citizen soldier needs entirely different than the .mil soldier. At least, to me, this is transformative, it is empowering that changes everything, the entire equation of being a Freeman, An American, a Patriot, and a self reliant self determining sovereign God blessed Man. A transformation into the apprenticeship of becoming the Warrior.
As a course, I begin to see the network, suspicions, correlations I was blind to suddenly appear as connective pieces of a secret society hiding in plain sight. But I have not begun to understand the elements and the scope and the vast scale of the conspiracy till discovering AC and his insights, what kind of Man AC is, is what is really most important in a certain way that is critical, his mindset, and his powers if observation and critical thinking. And I understand I have much to know, understand, and use it to understand more. There are definite Stoic aspects, Spartan elements, long time honored precepts and traditions, long forgotten, yet not lost. And, that a unique insurgency is taking place, the insurgency of hearts and minds of the Men of The West. The K Strategist Resistance Rises.
Men like Max and AC, are effecting us MOTW in ways all outside their diminutive origins, their virtues of warrior humility and prudence, and their very existence. It is not just me, it is not being barn blind, I see because of these Men the holistic elements making the whole of the Warrior and his mindset, taking place, it is about how we are legion, yet we are not groking we are legion, but the process, the dynamics of understanding we are, indeed, legion, are underway, that there is an inflection point and we are coming to it bit by bit, it is an inevitable thing, the motive power and audacity exists, now what comes next is that there will be an event, or an understanding or a dynamic, who can really predict such a thing, but that which accelerates this transformation, this re-discovery of the Warrior within, that the pivotal event is the moment we grasp that we are not only legion as in numbers and scope, though this is essential to the process, but, that we are A Legion of Men of The West, Warriors in our own right, and it is dependent upon us if we fail or we win, and just that cascade preference in thinking, which is a superb example of a Paradigm, a living breathing armed to the fucking teeth sea change in thinking, that it is not our Rifles but our minds which are so terrible a weapon that we can not be denied by any earthly force. We are the supreme K Strategists. We are Legion.

The network it’s glowies, the machine, the commie chinks, that fetid swamp and its foul inhabitants, the usurpers within, enemies foreign and domestic, the whole lot of them and their globo=pedo overlords they wither and collapse utterly in an exponential cascading failure as their institutional order crumbles, it’s failure only eclipsed in magnitude by its rapidity.

It seems so clear to me. Of course the details, specifics, etc are not, extrapolating out how events unfold are purely speculative and at best educated guessing. Though signs of damage and corrosion, instability and conflict of this unholy empire of evil incarnate provide insights and are instructional, it is quire possible it’s failure is so rapid, of such synchronous nature, the whole rotten conspiracy is there literally one minute, then in hours or may be less, it is gone. That is the nature of power incarnate in human physical form, it is total or it does not exist. It can not tolerate any choice free of its grasp, or it fails totally. It is not our Rifles that defeats it is the truth we have Rifles which are free choice in it’s purest form. How nothing can stop such a plurality of in-defeatable refusal to comply and total withdrawal of consent by Freemen. It is The Unalienable things where our power to say I Won’t! derives. There is a legitimacy in that which no tyrant or tyranny can possess. It is the conundrum of tyrants. It is something they envy and hate on the most primal level. It is the green monster of jealousy. It consumes them. That legitimacy is power, power unlike any, because they are tyrants, because it is impossible for them to possess it, because They Are tyrants. And what are we as Warriors us Freemen, we are legitimate Warriors, therefore we are power personified, legitimacy embodied. The indomitable. They have no power over us. All’s they got is power to hurt power to kill. Thats all. As Warriors we are not afraid of that, it is not power, or anything special really, as Warriors we can hurt and kill them, we can not lose, in dying we lose nothing because we are Warriors we made that choice by our free will to kill or die, it is the tyrants who have everything to lose. After all all there is is power. Without power they ain’t tyrants. Without power to coerce us as Warriors the tyrants have no power.

This is what the network and it’s glowies face right now. Their power is diminishing, they are beginning to enter the state of surviving their loss of power, the machine is expending an ever increasing level of its resources to survive its illegitimacy, it appears Trump and his people caused the advent of this cycle, they gave it a nudge, denied the machine key resources it could acquire no where else, for such a time it set of cascading consequences, and it was effective because they timed it with we deplorable’s, we men of the west who are rising we who are K Strategists, the rise of the good folks at the moment when we began to grasp we are this amazing indivisible, great legitimate plurality, our own unique type of happy solidarity, how it is unalienable. And we are unalienable people. Simply, that nobody can tell us what our priorities are. Nobody. That this is America. Our America. It belongs to us. And fuck you is always a choice, (not that we all think in those specific vulgar terms, but the idea because fuck you thats why is always an option exists, is enough, we become manifest, indomitable, and what are you going to do? Kill all of us? Well, your gonna have to assholes because thats all you get out of us, if we don’t kill you first). Thats state of mind. Slaves do not think like that. That is mind set.
Every Citizen A Warrior.