Once Again: I’m a Terrorist

I am associated with officially designated “terrorists.”

That is, living here in Central Oklahoma, I reject the entire official government narrative of the Murrah Building Bombing. I tend to agree with the contents of this site. And said site is labeled as a terrorist website. Oh, and I read AntiWar daily.

It shouldn’t be necessary to offer a vast list of links in this Age of the Net. The conspiracy sites, ranging from drooling idiots to serious scholars, are too easy to find. Here’s a hint: Look up Terry Yeakey in your favorite search engine. Just one hero murdered by the feds because he knew too much, and was willing to tell it. Oklahomans still live today under the thumb of state officials who remain in place to keep the lies alive as the official story.

Because I write and post comments in support of tearing down the government lies, I am classed with the terrorists. The only reason I don’t show up on such lists is because I don’t get that much traffic, and I don’t specialize in single issues of that sort. That’s because I’m an even bigger threat than even they realize: I promote the Laws of God as a whole, as the means to understanding everything in life. By those Laws, there is no good thing in the US government worth saving. I have dared to serve notice of God’s judgment against that government, and the impending doom for all Americans who don’t repent.

Granted, that I warn Christians not to resist (another prophetic message) may also serve to deflect attention, I wouldn’t count on that very long. Sooner or later I’m sure I’ll end up on that honor roll.

I’m a terrorist in the eyes of my government because I dare to suggest our rulers are evil.

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2 Responses to Once Again: I’m a Terrorist

  1. Old Jules says:

    Sheeze Ed. Makes a person wonder whether he’s made it to the list status and whether they put any energy into listening or reading what the people on the list have to say. I’d personally be grateful for a captive audience poring over everything I say, thinks I. That way I’d almost certainly have a lot more to enjoy saying than I do knowing if I said it everyone would be too bored to read it. Having someone forced to read what I write comes pretty close to them being in prison and me forcing them to listen to These Boots Are Made For Walking 24/7 if I wasn’t playing opera.
    Wonder how I go about applying to get on a list? Jules

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