The 4th of July

[727Sky]

It was the 4th of July and I was supposed to meet a new girl I really had the hots for, an guide her to my lake cabin. We had been semi dating, when our schedules permitted, over the last couple of months so I was really happy we finally got a chance for a few days to be together. She was a Flight Attendant for the Airline I worked for and we had met on a long international flight with several layovers. The whole crew had gone out to eat on one of the layovers in Paris and for some reason we seemed to be seated directly across from each other..


The 'some reason' was due to my devilish plans I assure you. During that night and over the next few days of the trip we got to know each other. She had actually traded positions with the first class flight attendant so she could provide what little service there was to the pit (flight deck).

Just random thoughts of my first seeing her as I packed the fishing gear and brought two AR-15s along with a couple of pistols to shoot. Lisa had said she shot her father's guns before and really liked the thrill of shooting. So, I figured between fishing and shooting, if things did not work out for the bedroom, at least we would have something to do for a couple of days.

I arrived at the gas station I had told her to meet me at and as luck would have it she pulled in right beside me. After the normal greetings and insuring she did not want anything from the limited offerings of the food court at the gas station we departed in two cars for the cabin. Two cars; a form of insurance for the both of us just in case either one of us got tired of each others company.

Actually we had a wonderful time for the next few days and I was really thinking, “Finally someone who was both smart and fun to be with without being girly weird”.

It was agreed after packing the cars with our stuff that Lisa would follow me to my place and leave her car there while we went to a real restaurant and enjoyed a meal that someone else would have to prepare for us.

My Lake Cabin was in a valley where there was usually no cell phone coverage so I suppose that is why once I cleared the high mountain pass, my phone went crazy with notifications of missed calls and messages pending!

The first message I looked at just said, “We have been invaded and martial law has been declared”!

Well, that got my attention, so I turned on my hazard flashing lights and pulled to the side of the road. Lisa stopped directly behind me and in my rear view mirror I could see she was studying her cell phone too.

I read several of the messages and they all basically said the same thing. There had been some Alien star ship arrive in the wide open spaces of Arizona close to Area 51 and Groom lake. The first government assets to arrive at the location had reportedly been destroyed with no survivors !

So much for friendly Aliens and singing songs around a camp fire in some type of galactic brotherhood pow wow, no ?

As I was calling a friend of mine by the name of John, Lisa opened the passenger side door of my car and took a seat next to me with her own cell phone in hand.

I placed my cell phone on 'speaker phone' so she could hear the conversation.

Lisa joining me made me feel better just by her presence. She was smart enough to listen attentively and remain quiet even though her eyes were wide and looked almost scared”.

“John what to heck is going on”?

“Hey, where have you been I've been calling you for two days”!

“Lisa and I were at the cabin by the lake”.

“Oh, OK, that explains it. Man the crapola has hit the fan big time”!

There was a slight pause for effect and then John continued. “Little and his family were visiting their in-laws when the ship's arrival was announced. They then returned home to find their house occupied by police and DHS which informed them their house was now commandeered as a command center..... they would need to go to camp Evens for shelter during this national crisis. Everyone is being told to go to the closest camp where they will be cared for or to shelter in place until authorities can come for them. Little told me all this before he arrived at Evans and now it seems like his cell phone is off...... I can't raise him”.

John continued, “I went back to my city condo only to find the street blocked off by a bunch of guys in black battle rattle carrying ARs and backed up by Armored Personnel Carriers. I was also told, go to camp Evens. Christ man, they gave me a map and everything......They even offered to have someone ride with me if I wanted ! I lied and told them I had actually worked on the camps construction and was very familiar with its' location; so there would be no need for a ride along. They bought the story and I am now holed up with Roger, Mark, Sam, and Bob in the club house on the golf course. Everyone’s family, except for Bobs, are here with us”.

“Bob's wife and kids took a plane to see her parents in Texas and can not get back for all domestic flights are grounded..... His wife and kids are being told to go to Camp Hershel. Around Ft. Hood..... This is some weird # man....... On all the news stations there are only 'emergency broadcast' saying go to some local camp until the government can figure out what to do”.

“Why didn't you guys go to a camp John”?

“We were going to until I caught the video of the ship. The news reports that were shown at first showed a really big, maybe 5 miles across, ship sitting low above the desert as some of our military arrived at the location. There was a flash and the video went dead. They then showed a video from a chopper which was supposedly taken during the attack. The chopper video went blank during the flash and when the camera came back on you could see the Alien ship and several blackened burned out vehicles not a 1/4 mile from the ship”.

“Jay I am telling you now that film and the attack was fake”!

“Fake, how do you know”?

“I was the chopper pilot who filmed those vehicles used in the invasion news report while I was in Iraq.......... It was Roger my front seater and I who attacked and destroyed those vehicles on highway One! They just did CGI for the ship and spliced my gun camera footage to make their story believable”!

[727Sky]

“John are you sure”?

“Absolutely man ! Those were ISIS I caught with U.S. Military equipment not 20 clicks from Baghdad and that film is my BDA gun camera footage of the event”!

“OK John you guys need to move now ! If this is the long awaited false flag event everyone has felt was over due, NSA already knows where you guys are. If you can get to our float plane and stay low you know where we will be..... I will try and contact you tomorrow around 12 noon for a quicky update”.

As I hung up Lisa looked at me and said, “I had fun at the cabin and there are plenty of fish in the lake so it won't be like we are going to starve now will it? We will just have to do Steak and a Baked potato another day”.

“ Ya Know, I can't think of anyone I would rather be with than you” I replied, as I tried to sound cool, calm, and collected.

I then added,“Thanks Lisa for not going off the deep end.”

She giggled and said,“My daddy was special forces and I was a military brat so I know when to lose it and when to hold it; most of the time”!

“ Military Brat ! No wonder you can shoot like some Ace of the Base” !

She just smiled back at me for acknowledging her marksmanship; which I had already done several times over these last two days..

“Since it looks like we will be at the cabin for awhile, there is something I did not tell you before...... from the front right corner of the cabin if you walk 90 paces or about 90 yards, parallel to the front of the house there is a well hidden cellar where I have been storing survival food and stuff for the last 10 years. You and I could probably survive at the cabin for the rest of our natural lives barring any type of serious illness”.

I continued, “Hopefully this will all be sorted out before we have to find out just how long vacuum sealed and dehydrated food stuff really last”.

“Wow Jay, aren't you just full of surprises,” she mused....

We returned to the cabin and unpacked our stuff and then went fishing after I showed her the cellar. She was nicely impressed by the sound of her “wow”, for the cellar was 40' by 25' with a 12 foot ceiling. Crates of ammo and food were stacked from floor to ceiling with no space wasted. She just looked at me and commented, “Well aren't you the big pack rat of these here mountains”. I just shrugged and smiled.. trying not to think of all the work that had gone into the making of this (bunker) cellar that had six feet of dirt over its' steel reenforced concrete ceiling. The cellar had not been a half assed project I assure you.

I never considered myself one of the so called Preppers. I was just a guy who had money and time to do things I thought were prudent because of all the things going on in the world and America in particular.

The cabin was great because it was deeply isolated in a lake filled valley but reception for normal radio signals or cellphones was hit and miss at the best of times, or just not available. I never had bothered with a television or a satellite dish for there were always fun things to do or something to work on when I flew or drove to the cabin for a few days.

While fishing I was thinking about the no news and the reception situation so decided I needed to do something about it.

I had purchased a short wave radio a couple of years ago and stored it in the cellar so I figured it was time to get it out and see what we could pick up on the airwaves. It was a receive only radio but at least if there were transmissions we should be able to pick something up if I tied a piece of a long wire to its' short existing antenna. I strung the wire up and around a few tall trees without falling and killing myself and then went for the radio.

The radio was retrieved and was plugged into the generator via a long extension cord but all we could pick up initially were broken and faint emergency broadcast. Finally after hunting around the frequencies and a few slight antenna adjustments I came across one recording of a guy calling all Colorado Oath Keepers to, “Exercise plan 4”. The message was just an 'auto repeat' recording yet even so, as I listened, the signal stopped in mid sentence. I went back to some of the prior frequencies that were broadcasting before and they were all dead now. Someone or something must have pulled the electric plug on everyone ?

The next day I tried to call John at the mountain pass but the cellphones had no signal.

About a month later a familiar float plane landed on our small 4 mile lake. Lisa and I ran down to the dock armed while hoping it would be a friendly face we would see. As the plane taxied closer to the dock I could see someone had used the plane for target practice for it had 27 holes that I could count from stem to stern. The radial engine was shut down and with the wind and existing speed the craft coasted (at a speed of slightly less than a big bump) towards our dock which extended for 20 feet into the water.. The forward entry door opened and a figure exited to stand on one of the pontoons; we could see it was sure enough, John!

John tossed a line to us and we were able to pull the aircraft gently next to the dock and secure it to the moorings.

As he stepped off the pontoon and onto the dock John looked like he had lost at least 20 pounds. He was never fat but he looked gaunt and older than I remember him form just a couple of months ago.

Since we were both part owners of the DHC-2 Beaver my first remark was, “Well I hope they shot the crap out of your half and left mine alone”!

He just broke up laughing as he said, “Sorry Jay, I think they got both of us”.

It was a tired nervous laugh which Lisa picked up on, so she invited us to go to the cabin for a nice hot cup of coffee.

After we were seated and Lisa was with us, coffee and all, John started on what had transpired in the American world we once knew.

The current president only had 6 months remaining in his second term of office. (How that guy ever got elected for two terms was beyond all three of us ?)
Since becoming president over 100 million Americans were unemployed as thousands of companies closed their doors to open overseas or just shut down where they stood. In the mean time, millions of uneducated illegal people crossed the borders coming to America and the government welcomed them by providing food stamps, education, and even help in finding jobs. Any attempt to stem the flow of this mass of people by the border states was met by Lawsuits from Washington's D.O.J. along with 'cease and desist' orders by federal judges.

The cover story for martial law had been some hostile Alien ship had landed and was sending out scout ships to attack our cities and some random military basses. There had been some city suburbs almost totally destroyed such as South Chicago and parts of Newark N.J. while others had gone unscathed like Houston and the Dallas Ft. Worth Metroplex.. DHS and other law enforcement agencies had been evacuating small towns and sending everyone to various named camps which were actually the so called Fema camps that many people refused to believe existed. Once you were in a designated camp no one ever heard from you again unless you were one of the chosen few selected to survive.

All cellphones and most of the electricity for the entire nation was out except for the FEMA camps, because they generated their own power.

The lights at the camps attracted people like moths to a flame on a dark night.

John and a few friends had staked out camp Evans for three days and had estimated over one million people had been admitted through the gates. Other than the smoke from the generators the camp was totally quiet. No people outside, except for some guys in SWAT or military attire. Furthermore, there were no kids playing on the swing sets and slides during the day even though the weather had been really nice.

One night John and Bob had gone in close to the wire fence to see what they could find out. The group of people who had been admitted that day were all passed out in the receiving hall evidently for uniformed people were loading bodies onto a flat bed truck at least two hundred at a time. The bodies were stacked like cord wood. The loaded truck would then drive the short distance to the power plant and while it unloaded the bodies, another truck was being filled with more bodies from the receiving hall. From their vantage point they could see some female bodies being separated from the main group to be stripped, fondled, and gawked at, or worse by some of the Unloaders; John almost threw up.

Upon seeing a little of this operation both of them knew they were in well over their heads so they backed off and departed to a more secure observation post. The next day they saw 12 belt loaders being delivered to the camp. John and Bob figured the guys loading the bodies had protested about all the work and no doubt Belt loaders would work much better than all the lifting of bodies onto trucks. The whole process had been laborious and not a very efficient way of moving so many bodies.


Bob and John with most of the Golf course group had joined up with an element of the Colorado Oath Keepers which had formed an armed Militia; they had been on the run and trying to survive ever since.

John had later survived an ambush that was set by DHS so he had decided to try and fly out of his private lake home in the Beaver. During takeoff someone opened up with small arms fire and ventilated the bird with some unneeded holes while barely missing John in the process.

To further reinforce the evil that was being done to the American people, John had only seen citizens killed by our own people who were working for DHS or some other sick law enforcement agency of this so called government. He was at wits end for there was no place to run. No Power, no communication, no food, roving bands of idiots with guns wanting whatever you had to stay alive and out of the camps..... this was the general rule of conduct in the new America he had observed and experienced first hand.

John had seen a family of 4 gunned down in broad daylight in the middle of main street as he was rummaging around for supplies in a closed coffee shop !

It was DHS personnel who had shot these four people for they were seen to come out of the Dairy Queen they were holed up in to kick the bodies and see if anyone was still alive. As John covertly watched a third man came out from the Dairy Queen and appeared to be upset that the 4 had been shot. One of the two who had probably done the original shooting just walked behind this new guy and blew his brains out with an AR chambered in 5.56 using some of the millions of hollow points rounds DHS had been buying over the last few years..

As John was beginning on another part of his story we all heard what I knew to be the roar of mini gun firing. We charged the door to see what was up just in time to see the Beaver being destroyed in a hail of bullets. A fast mover passed over the lake at low level doing at least the speed of sound for when the sound wave concussion hit us we were almost knocked off our feet by the noise alone. I grabbed Lisa's hand and screamed “Run” as we headed for the cellar. We almost made it before some type of dropped bomb or missile destroyed the cabin.

As I briefly regained consciousness the last thing I saw were the mangled bodies of Lisa and John who had been directly behind me when the cabin was destroyed. They were both unrecognizable for who they once were; just bloody pieces of meat and hair scattered over the blackened forest floor.

How long I was out I really do not know, for the next thing I felt, was a hand on my neck and someone saying, “We got a live one”! Then I must have passed out once again.

I regained consciousness with some of my wits in a cave while laying on a cot. There was an I.V. In my left hand which only hurt very slightly when compared to several other real pains that seemed to want most of my attention . I knew better than to try an move other than my eyes, which thankfully seemed to be one of the few parts of my body that still worked and were not in total rebellion from pain.

A big guy came by and said, “Looks like you are going to make it after all ! I bet the doc pulled enough lumber out of your body to build an outhouse”.

“Where am I,” was my weaker than expected response.

“My friend you are with what's left of our element of the Oath keepers. We call ourselves the CFF which is short for, 'The Constitutional Freedom Fighters' of Colorado”.

“I hope you do not mind but we went through you billfold and found your pilots license. It says you can fly helicopters and fixed wing aircraft with an Airline Transport Pilot License.... When you are well and able there will be a few things you can do for us if you are up to it”.

“Thirsty.... water......please”. I managed to get past my cracked lips.

[727Sky]

Post script:

In the first ninety days of this false flag event an estimated 60 million Americans died from the chaos and lack of medicine, water, and food. Another estimated 138 million were put to death in the camps.

The kids between the ages of 6 and 12 were not put to death but were sent to reeducation camps. America was not the only country who was using this model to destroy the 'unneeded and undesirables' of their populations for this was a world wide effort by 80% of all governments..

The answer to the 'why question' was actually simple if you understood the hard core socialist elite and their descendants who had been planning on this conceptual One World Socialist State for almost 90 years.

In this 'new socialist feudal state' everyone the world over would work in government directed programs for 12 hours a day for ten days straight before they could received one day off. All would be paid the same wage and private property was a thing of the past except for the Elite.

Those who complained would be either reeducated or sent to a receiving camp which was nothing more than a code name for a death camp. There was no retirement plan for anyone because, when you became unproductive or to old to work you were sent to a so called medical facility or a retirement home which emulated the receiving camps; in other words you were put to death.

Those who were at the top of this pyramid lived a lifestyle of power and hedonism that has not been seen since the Great Emperors ruled some rich land long ago.

Heads of even the lower local departments for this One World Socialist State were were well provided for either directly or through graft and corruption. Sexual favors were common if one needed a little extra food or an extra day off; providing the local sectional director had an eye for you. Otherwise breeding for replacements was strictly based upon genetics or a particular section leader's desires with his personal harem..

Evidently department heads fell out of favor regularly for there was a continuous reshuffling of the top positions at many departments to include the New Socialist Security Force (SSF) . Usually the reshuffling was preceded by accusing the existing section head of not producing their fair share of some quota which seemed to change at the discretion of the supreme council's edits.

Resistance really was futile. You either submitted to the new section leaders 'will' or you were put to death; sometimes in very perverted and creative ways for all the world to see.

This “Man Made Technocracy of Evil” that came upon the Earth, made the dark ages and the inquisition, seem like heaven on earth by anyone's comparison.

The section leader's children had the best of everything to include special education. While the reeducated young of the masses after a few short years, knew no other life. Any prior history and life style was deleted from their minimal 5 years of education. This existence they now lived was the way it has always been, and would always be, just ask anyone of their caste .

THE END.

The inspiration for the story was given me while listening to the following video.
Caravan To Midnight - Episode 250 Patrick Wood: Technocracy Rising
If interested, start at about the 20 minute mark for the Who, What, and Where the pushing for global Technocracy is coming from...... and the true high sounding definitions of programs that will effect all our lives; as they are beginning to already......... few will ever recognize these current programs for what true evil they actually are, until it is all but to late..and futile.
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Final Foot note:

As we used to say in Texas, “It is just a yarn (story) to scare the kiddies at night”.

Any likelihood of any of this happening is strictly for the yarns sake or you can chalk it up to an over active imagination and a writer's contest about evil and one man's attempt to be a hero; may we all hope and pray that will always be the case when writing about such matters..

The real, no kidding this time, I kinda promise, THE END...... to a story that has happened to many populations before in various countries (if you leave out the Alien stuff).

[727Sky]

I don't like unfinished stories, So.

It took me almost four months to regain my strength and most of my mobility. The coldness and hate I felt in my heart for those who had masterminded and then put in place this Socialist One World Feudal State is something that ate at my very soul with every breath I took.

Lisa and John were gone (along with many others) but not forgotten.

It was almost 5 years later before our rag tag group could gather the assets and develop a plan that would shake these bastards hard enough to make a difference.

Difference; maybe not really, because this new world order was now so intrenched and in power there was to much to lose or go down without every means at their disposal for strong resistance being utilized.

For me, I did not care, for I would not live under this system or be part of it.

Our Oath Keeper section along with the contacts of some of our well embedded people in the Socialist Security forces had helped in the planning.

The 6th annual meeting of the Supreme Council was to be held in Beijing, China with all the first down to the fifth level section chiefs and managers in attendance if history was followed. Last year there were over 65,000 of the creeps wining and dinning on the misery of the world.

The plan, which I had volunteered for, was to deliver two devices that should present a decent show for the few resistance fighters which remained scattered throughout the world.

The paperwork/orders that had been provided me said I was a test pilot for the Security forces and was assigned to a transportation section to test some of their remote sensors they were developing for areal recon.

Most of the airliners of the world had been grounded for populations remained for the most part in place; travel was very restricted. So the Security Forces had their pick of unused airliners to use for target practice or strip the seats out, add a cargo door and use as freight haulers. Many had been converted to be the eyes and ears of the Socialist State with state of the art sensors with communication intercept capabilities. They were all flown by security force pilots who had been selected for their age and willingness to fly for the force or die.

I arrived in Beijing via a Security Force Gulfstream 5 and was ushered to my temporary quarters by some very young, professionally hard, Chinese women. Once I was unpacked and settled into the room there was a knock at my door and a very tall older Chinese of some importance entered. Importance judging by all the medals and decorations he was wearing. His name was General Chin and he was my contact at the base.

He slipped me a big fat envelope while asking me how my flight was and would I be ready in a few days to start my work and update briefings on what I would be doing for the next few months. He also asked if I would want one or two pillow companions while I was staying in Beijing.

Chin Spoke better English than I did and by his mannerisms it was obvious the room was bugged; wasn't everyplace anymore?

I thanked him and gave him my best military salute while telling him I would be ready when he needed me and any pillow companions who liked foreign devils would always be appreciated in a few days for at the moment I was suffering from serious jet lag and just wanted to sleep.

He said he understood and hated to fly on long haul trips himself, and then he returned my salute and left the room.

According to plan he had a very nice military/corporate jet he was supposed to board and fly to another military base he was in control of.

I sat at the desk in my room and opened the thick envelope to read the paperwork inside. On page 12 was what I was looking for. There would be a Boeing 737 700 series Airliner N3761 loaded and ready to launch on ramp “C” at 03:00 this very night.

We were all concerned of being discovered before I could even launch so time was to valuable to waste.

The function an a schematic of the simple controls for the delivery of the packages was all there on page 13 while page 14 had a copy of my orders cut from the supreme Council themselves. No doubt a forgery but no one would question official looking paperwork with a proper stamp and seal.

I set my alarm and woke up at 01:00 showered and got dressed in my flight suit. I then went to the 24 hour cafeteria and was quite pleased to find they had coffee. I found and ate a rice soup that had chunks of some kind of mystery meat floating around and actually found it quite good.

I was the only foreign devil in the cafeteria yet other than the expected curious looks from some of the customers and obvious pillow companions everything was quite uneventful.

I arrived at the bird at 02:30 and boarded the aircraft. My first officer was in in his seat and insured me the bird had been pre-flighted and was ready to go. His English was also quite good.

We went thru the receiving aircraft checklist and were ready to start engines at 02:45. Chu called for engine start and we were cleared to start; the start of both engines was normal. We then received taxi clearance to runway 27 and as we taxied we finished the taxi check. We were almost to the runway when we were cleared for take off. The before take off checklist was completed as I made the 180 degree turn to take the runway. I added power to the 737 and as she was relatively light, the total of 54,000 pounds of thrust pinned us into our seats with the pure power of her high bypass engines.

Gear up, flaps up, as we departed the airport control zone. We then contacted departure control and they vectored us out of the traffic area. A short time later we were cleared to our fake test area.

The bird was only certified to 41,000 feet but that certification was due to being a passenger carrier and maintaining a cabin altitude of less than 10,000 MSL. We continued to climb and the bird did her best to get us to 48,760 feet before she really started letting us know we were at the stall buffet margin. We were 45 nautical North of Beijing and all I had to do was electronically arm the devices and hydraulically open the recently installed hardened doors to the cargo hold. As the doors opened they would pull the device sled toward the opening so that it could free fall. I descended back to 45,000 to give us a bit of an aerodynamic cushion and hit the button to open both doors after once again checking we had a tail wind of almost 165 knots.. The bird vibrated with the extra bit of drag and no doubt if the doors had not been hardened they would have been ripped off the aircraft. We were wearing our oxygen mask and had already donned our special darkened goggles but we both figured this was a one way ride no matter what we did.

The lat long coordinates said we were in the ball park so as they used to say in the old days, “Bombs Away”!

Chu looked at me before donning his goggles and both eyes were full of tears.

Beijing was still one of the most populated cities in the world and we had just killed millions to get to a few bastards who thought they could run the world without objection.

No doubt some would have been thankful for their release from the bondage of this feudal slave state while there were others who just wanted to live and love.

I started a left turn trying to pick up the chute's strobe lights and sure enough there they were.

Both devices were set to go off at 40,000 feet and would kill everything withing a radius of 140 nautical miles at that altitude. One device was enough but two was for extra added insurance. When the chain reaction for the neutron bomb released its' energy there was actually a shield that was supposed to direct the energy from 40,000 and below so that none of the energy would be wasted on trying to kill the stars. As long as we stayed above 43,000 we were supposed to be safe from the effects. We both had our doubts but at this point neither of us cared if our lives or millions of others were lost to get to the leaders of this new world order.

The strobes of the chutes disappeared in a rather bluish bubble which expanded out and down. Nothing dramatic just a bluish haze that grew and grew toward the ground.

If we survived we were suppose to head for a military airfield four hundred miles from our present location so I pointed the nose of our bird in the general direction as Chu programed the flight management computer. The flight path was programed and engaged so all we had to do for the nest few minutes was to ponder on what we had done.

All the hate and bitterness I had felt for these last 5 years was now a huge stone of sorrow in my heart. The Evil ones I had killed certainly deserved their fates but all the innocent lives which were also sacrificed would be hard for me to ever justify in my heart of hearts. Was it necessary, only an uncertain future would be the judge of that..

Last year the supreme Council's meeting had been in Mexico, City and the year before that in Rio de Janeiro. No matter where our attack was initiated, there would have been massive loss of life. For there were still those in industrial centers who were needed to operate the machines and manufacture goods for the needs of the state. Beijing didn't even have 12% of its' once 'busting at the seams' population but still millions would perish in these next few hours and days .

We flew directly to Jia Jing and Chu contacted RAPCON (radar approach control) and we were cleared to land. That was one of the benefits of using these devices. There was no big bang just everyone was bathed in a deadly very faint blue haze unless they were several feet below the surface. Otherwise, they died along with every other living creature in the area.

We landed without incident and as we exited our bird General Chin was there to meet us. Chu and I both saluted as the General asked if the test had gone as planned. I told him that the test had been completed but we would have to wait for the results. The old General hung his head and just said “Good”.

A new charter for our new one world government was made but it started with a bill of rights that was more or less lifted from America's very own bill of rights.

Declaration I

There will be no laws based on religion or government abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

Declaration II

A local agency of the people shall be directed to form a militia of both active and inactive members. This militia being necessary to the security of a free city or country, however the rights of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be abrogated or infringed unless there is a vote by the eligible country's citizens and passed by two thirds majority. Eligible is defined by the age of 21 years or greater.

Declaration III

No soldier either foreign or domestic shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law and fair reimbursement.

Declaration IV

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

Declaration V

No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a grand jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the militia, when in actual service in time of war or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just and fair compensation.

Declaration VI

In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the country and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his or her favor, and to have the assistance of counsel for his defense.

Declaration VII

In suits at common law, where the value in controversy shall exceed 1000 dollars, the right of trial by jury shall be preserved, and no fact tried by a jury, shall be otherwise reexamined in any world court, than according to the rules of the common law.

Declaration VIII

Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted unless a crime is deemed worthy of an eye for an eye punishment.


I remained in China and got to know the General's daughter. We were married three years later and have made our home next to his main residence. He is now the Director of all of China as he was voted into office two years ago. There is much work to be done if we are ever going to bring a full educational system back which passes people on merit not what connections they have. I can now speak conversational Mandarin Chinese which is no small feat for this foreign devil I assure you.

I work on anything the Director gives me and it really has been satisfying trying to build a global society based on 'fairness for all instead of the few'. By the way, that is our world motto.

[guohua]

@"727Sky"