I mean, I'm looking at the shirt I'm wearing right now. No one has been trying to force me to wear a name tag that identifies me as a suicide prevention counselor for you chumps.
That al-Qaida global terrorist garbage, the racketeering production the 2009 television series "Stargate Universe" was designed as Nazi propaganda for the future.
Corbis Microsoft Bill Gates doesn't plan any more to have to fight for her life in a United States federal trial.
The United States Department of Justice remains 100% corrupted by Corbis Microsoft Bill Gates al-Qaida.
What they are planning now is about the people they select to survive the next major attack against the United States.
All those Nazi propaganda productions, such as "Stargate Universe" are designed with that goal in mind.
The primary objective of the Adolph Hitler Nazi propaganda from Corbis Microsoft Bill Gates al-Qaida is to have someone to blame.
That's one reason I have resisted using my ultraspace technology to this point. I don't want to give them any examples to use to subjugate the group of survivors that flock to the credibility of their public figure persona's.
I had stopped watching that television series sometime before the episodes I watch tonight on the internet from the Hulu provider of that severe racketeering production the 2009 television series "Stargate Universe." I started with "The Hunt," because that is the first one I can access freely, and I wanted to generate some notes about the incriminating evidence they have confessed to the world about their criminal activity but stopping to transcribe their incriminating dialog takes a long time and why does it even matter? All of you want them to kill you. Why should I labor to give you even more rationale over why you think they should mass-kill all of you?
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Release dates for
"SGU Stargate Universe"
Common Descent (2011)
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SGU Stargate Universe: Season 2, Episode 17
Common Descent (18 Apr. 2011)
Robert Carlyle ... Dr. Nicholas Rush
Louis Ferreira ... Everett Young
The Destiny once again comes under attack from the drones they previously encountered leading them to wonder just how the drones and their mother ship manage to find them so soon after virtually every jump. More intriguing to everyone however are the people they find on a planet who claim to be the descendants of the Destiny's crew who founded their civilization nearly 2000 years ago. They are only a small party from their home world but have been unable to return there. Eli surmises that the alternate Destiny that they believed was destroyed by falling into the sun may in fact have been thrown even further back in time, leading them to be the founder of the new civilization. After the Drones again find them and the descendants camp is destroyed, they are all taken aboard the Destiny for the return trip to their home world but they are disappointed with what they find when they arrive.
Release Date: 18 April 2011 (USA)
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Clancy Tom, Red Storm Rising [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
USS PHARRIS
Morris was catnapping in his bridge chair, wondering what was missing from his life. It took a few seconds to realize that he wasn't doing any paperwork, his normal afternoon pastime. He had to transmit position reports every four hours, contact reports when he had any-he hadn't yet -but the routine paper-shuffling that ate up so much of his time was a thing of the past. A pity, he thought, that it took a war to relieve one of that! He could almost imagine himself starting to enjoy it.
The convoy was still twenty miles to his southeast. Pharris was the outlying sonar picket. Her mission was to detect, localize, and engage any submarine trying to close the convoy. To do that, the frigate was alternately dashing-"sprinting"-forward at maximum speed, then drifting briefly at slower speed to allow her sonar to work with maximum efficiency. Had the convoy proceeded at twenty knots on a straight course, it would have been nearly impossible. The three columns of merchantmen were zigzagging, however, making life a little easier on all concerned. Except on the merchant sailors, for whom station-keeping was as foreign as marching.
Morris sipped at a Coke. It was a warm afternoon and he preferred his caffeine cold.
"Signal coming in from Talbot, sir," the junior officer of the deck reported.
Morris rose and walked to the starboard bridge wing with his binoculars. He prided himself on being able to read Morse almost as quickly as his signalmen: REPORT ICELAND ATTACKED AND NEUTRALIZED BY SOVIET FORCES X EXPECT MORE SERIOUS AIR AND SUB THREAT X.
"More good news, skipper," the OOD commented.
"Yeah."
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smh.com.au
The Sydney Morning Herald
Modest boy who became a mass murderer
Sean Rayment, London
July 25, 2011.
IN THE space of 48 hours Anders Behring Breivik emerged from the obscurity of an Oslo suburb to become the worst mass killer in peacetime Europe.
Breivik was born on February 13, 1979 and grew up in western Oslo where, until recently, he lived with his mother in the wealthy suburb of Skoyen. Superficially, his upbringing appears to have been both middle-class and unremarkable. He attended the Handelsgym High School in Oslo and graduated with a masters degree from the Oslo School of Management.
In his late teens, he completed compulsory national service, where he received military training and learnt how to shoot.
http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700165414/Norways-island-survivors-on-2-hour-fight-for-life.html?pg=2
Deseret News
Norway's island survivors on 2-hour fight for life
By Shawn Pogatchnik, Associated Press
Published: Saturday, July 23, 2011 3:43 p.m. MDT
Witnesses say the gunman enters a village of tents, the residential heart of the weeklong retreat, and spots desperate individuals hoping he'll spare them if they run back inside their homes. But the killer is seen working his way tent by tent, shooting many point-blank, one by one.
5:20 p.m.:
Kaur joins a group of panicked, confused campers. They are running from the approaching gunman, his "POLICE" moniker crystal-clear to see from even middle distance.
"My first thought was: Why are the police shooting at us? What the hell?" she writes.
More than a dozen crowd into a dark corner of a camp building, and all lie down on the floor. She cries quietly — then sees her best friend from camp, a boy, through a window.
"I wondered if I should go out and bring him to me. I did not. I saw fear in his eyes," she writes.
5:25 p.m.:
Kaur says a burst of gunfire extremely close to the building triggers panic and the entire group leaps out of a far window. Several suffer injuries, including a girl with a broken ankle, but the shooter doesn't immediately pursue them. She takes new cover behind a low brick wall, telephones her mother on her cell phone, and sends a text to her father.
"Many were there," she writes. "I prayed, prayed, prayed. I hope that God saw me."
5:30 p.m.:
As the gunman picks off lone campers who run from their hiding spots as he draws near, many find themselves at the shoreline with only one apparent escape route — the water.
Kaur says the gunman tries to draw out the hiders near the brick wall, shouting, "I'm from the police!" Campers shout back, "Prove it!" He shoots at those who move. She lies still, on top of the legs of a teenage girl covered in blood.
http://www.ssa.gov/history/lbjsm.html
Social Security Online
History
Social Security History
Medicare Is Signed Into Law
President Johnson signing the Medicare program into law, July 30, 1965.
At the bill-signing ceremony President Johnson enrolled President Truman as the first Medicare beneficiary and presented him with the first Medicare card.
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NOLO
Social Security Act Amendments of 1965
The Social Security Act of 1965 established Medicare and Medicaid in the United States. These additions to the existing Social Security Act were signed into law by President Lyndon B. Johnson on July 30, 1965 as part of his Great Society program.
Two decades earlier, President Harry S. Truman began the debate that led to the passage of Medicare when he called for a national health insurance plan. Then, as now, universal health care coverage was a hard sell, and Congress rejected the idea. Over time, Congress focused its efforts on providing health care coverage for the populations most in need.
Both older Americans and people living in poverty benefited from passage of the Social Security amendments. Medicare initiated a basic program of insurance for those aged 65 and over, funded by a tax on employees wages and matched by employer contributions. Medicaid provided grants to states to establish health care programs for low-income individuals and families. The act also lowered the age at which widows could begin collecting benefits and added certain divorced women to the list of benefit recipients.
In honor of President Trumans early attempts to create a national health care plan, President Johnson flew to Independence, Missouri, and signed the law at the Truman Presidential Library with the former president and Mrs. Truman by his side.
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Clancy Tom, Red Storm Rising [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
"What about your beeper?"
"I must have left it with my other pants." Keegan chuckled. "DIA will have to manage without me today."
"Think they can?"
"Well, the Navy did." Keegan was an academy graduate who had put in his thirty and retired to become a double-dipper. In uniform, he'd been an intelligence specialist, and now he had essentially the same job, which added civil service salary to his pension.
Toland had been a lieutenant (j.g.) serving aboard a destroyer based at Pearl Harbor when he'd first noticed Martha Keegan, a junior at the University of Hawaii, majoring in psychology and minoring in surfing. They'd been happily married for fifteen years now.
"Red Storm Rising"
"So." Keegan stood and lifted his rod. "How are things at the Fort?"
Bob Toland was a middle-level analyst at the National Security Agency. He'd left the Navy after six years when the adventure of uniformed service had palled, but he remained an active reservist. His work at NSA dovetailed nicely with his naval reserve service. A communications expert with a degree in electronics, his current job was monitoring Soviet signals gathered by the NSA's numerous listening posts and ferret satellites. Along the way he'd also gotten a masters in the Russian language.
"Heard something real interesting last week, but I couldn't convince my boss it meant anything."
"Who's your section chief?"
"Captain Albert Redman, U.S. Navy." Toland watched a bay-built fishing boat motoring a few miles away, her captain laying out his crab pots. "He's an asshole."
Keegan laughed. "You want to be careful saying stuff like that out loud, Bob, especially seeing how you go on active duty next week. Bert worked with me, oh, must have been fifteen years ago. I had to slap him down a few times. He does tend to be slightly opinionated."
"Opinionated?" Toland snorted. "That bastard's so friggin' narrow-minded his scratch pads are only an inch wide! First there was this new arms control thing, then I came up with something really unusual last Wednesday and he circular-filed it. Hell, I don't know why he even bothers looking at new data-he made his mind up five years ago."
"I don't suppose you could tell me what it was?"
"I shouldn't." Bob wavered for a moment. Hell, if he couldn't talk with his kids' own grandfather ..."One of our ferret birds was over a Soviet military district headquarters last week and intercepted a microwaved telephone conversation. It was a report to Moscow about four colonels in the Carpathian Military District who were being shot for gundecking readiness reports. The story on their court-martial and execution was being set up for publication, probably in a Red Star this week." He had entirely forgotten about the oil-field fire.
"Oh?" Keegan's eyebrows went up. "And what did Bert say?"
"He said, 'It's Goddamned about time they cleaned their act up.' And that was that."
"And what do you say?"
"Pop, I'm not in Trends and Intentions-those idiot fortune-tellers, but I know that even the Russians don't kill people for jollies. When Ivan kills people publicly, he does it to make a point. These were not manpower officers taking bribes to fake deferments. They weren't popped for stealing diesel fuel or building dachas with pilfered lumber. I checked our records, and it turned out we have files on two of them. They were both experienced line officers, both with combat experience in Afghanistan, both Party members in good standing. One was a graduate of Frunze Academy, and he even had a few articles published in Military Thought, for God's sake! But all four were court-martialed for falsifying their regimental readiness reports-and shot three days later. That story will hit the streets in Krasnaya Zvezda over the next few days as a two-or three-part story under 'The Observer's' by-line-and that makes it a political exercise with a capital P."
The Observer was the cover name for any number of high-ranking officers who contributed to Red Star, the daily newspaper of the Soviet armed services. Anything on the front page and under that by-line was taken quite seriously, both in the Soviet military services and by those whose job it was to watch them, because this by-line was used explicitly to make policy statements approved by both the military high command and the Politburo in Moscow.
"A multipart story?" Keegan asked.
"Yeah, that's one of the interesting things about it. The repetition means they really want this lesson to sink in. Everything about this is out of pattern, Pop. Something funny is happening. They do shoot officers and EM's-but not full colonels who've written for the journal of the general staff, and not for faking a few lines in a readiness statement." He let out a long breath, happy to have gotten this off his chest. The workboat was proceeding south, her wake rippling out toward them in parallel lines on the mirrored surface. The image made Toland wish for his camera.
"Makes sense," Keegan mumbled.
"Huh?"
"What you just said. That does sound out of pattern."
"Yep. I stayed in late last night, running down a hunch. In the past five years, the Red Army has published the names of exactly fourteen executed officers, none higher than a full colonel, and even then only on manpower officer in Soviet Georgia. The guy was taking payoffs for deferments. The others broke down into one case of spying, for us or somebody, three derelictions of duty while under the influence of alcohol, and nine conventional corruption cases, selling everything from gasoline to a whole mainframe computer nalyevo, 'on the left,' the shadow market. Now all of a sudden they waste four regimental commanders, all in the same military district."
"You could take that to Redman," Keegan suggested.
"Red Storm Rising"
"Waste of time."
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