written by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me: July 27, 2023
I outright dismiss Grusch's claims made under oath
And I think you are sadly misinformed if you think the entire process was not a scam.
Personally, I suspect he is simply someone's Useful Fool and doesn't have the good sense to recognize that possibility.
"The Stand" - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 55
“But, Tom, someone might see you.”
“Yes, someone might.”
“If it’s one person that sees you, Tom, kill him.”
“Kill him,” Tom said doubtfully.
“If it’s more than one, run.”
“Run,” Tom said, with more certainty.
“But try not to be seen at all. Can you repeat all that back?”
“Yes. Come back when the moon is full. Not the halfmoon, not the fingernail moon. Walk at night, sleep in the day. Don’t let anybody see me. If one person sees me, kill him. If more than one person sees me, run away. But try not to let anyone see me.”
“That’s very good. I want you to wake up in a few seconds. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“When I ask about the elephant, you’ll wake up, okay?”
“Okay.”
Stu sat back with a long, shuddery sigh. “Thank God that’s over.”
Nick agreed with his eyes.
“Did you know that might happen, Nick?”
Nick shook his head.
“How could he know those things?” Stu muttered.
Nick was motioning for his pad. Stu gave it to him, glad to be rid of it. His fingers had sweated the page with Nick’s script written on it almost to transparency. Nick wrote and handed it to Ralph. Ralph read it, lips moving slowly, and then handed it to Stu.
“Some people through history have considered the insane and the retarded to be close to divine. I don’t think he told us anything that can be of practical use to us, but I know he scared the hell out of me. Magic, he said. How do you fight magic?”
“It’s over my head, that’s all,” Ralph muttered. “Those things he said about Mother Abagail, I don’t even want to think about them. Wake him up, Stu, and let’s get out of here as quick as we can.” Ralph was close to tears.
Stu leaned forward again. “Tom?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like to see an elephant?”
Tom’s eyes opened at once and he looked around at them. “I told you it wouldn’t work,” he said. “Laws, no. Tom doesn’t get sleepy in the middle of the day.”
Nick handed a sheet to Stu, who glanced at it and then spoke to Tom. “Nick says you did just fine.”
“I did? Did I stand on my head like before?”
With a twinge of bitter shame, Nick thought: No, Tom, you did a bunch of even better tricks this time.
From 10/16/1937 ( biographical - from Wikipedia: Jean de Brunhoff dead ) To 5/8/1994 ( premiere USA TV miniseries "Stephen King's The Stand" ) is 20658 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 20658 days
From 10/24/2006 ( by me, Kerry Burgess, referenced here - USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital in Seattle ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 5692 days
5692 = 2846 + 2846
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/18/1973 ( The Killian Document ) is 2846 days
From 3/31/1994 ( premiere USA TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"Bart Gets an Elephant" ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 10282 days
10282 = 5141 + 5141
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/30/1979 ( "The Wall" by Pink Floyd ) is 5141 days
From 1/25/1963 ( biographical - from Wikipedia: Isaac Shoenberg dead ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 21670 days
21670 = 10831 + 10839
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/29/1995 ( the Mir space station docking of the United States space shuttle Atlantis orbiter vehicle mission STS-71 includes me Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps commissioned-officer and United States STS-71 pilot astronaut and my 3rd official United States of America National Aeronautics Space Administration orbital flight of 4 overall ) is 10831 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/7/1995 ( the return to Earth landing of the United States space shuttle Atlantis orbiter vehicle mission STS-71 includes me Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps commissioned-officer and United States STS-71 pilot astronaut and my 3rd official United States of America National Aeronautics Space Administration orbital flight of 4 overall ) is 10839 days
From 8/30/2005 ( as Kerry Burgess the debut of my current and public blog Homeless Veteran of Microsoft - since renamed ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 6112 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/28/1982 ( premiere USA film "An Officer and a Gentleman" ) is 6112 days
From 1/4/1941 ( Maureen Reagan ) To 7/27/1997 ( premiere USA TV series "Stargate SG-1"::series premiere episode "Children of the Gods" ) is 20658 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 20658 days
From 9/10/1948 ( Thedia Newman {circa 1965:} Burgess - the surrogate mother of Kerry Burgess - *me* - the human being cloned from another human being {Thomas Reagan} ) To 4/2/2005 ( George W. Bush, 43rd President of USA: Proclamation 7881 - Honoring the Memory of Pope [ Superstition ] John Paul II ) is 20658 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 20658 days
From 9/10/1948 ( Thedia Newman {circa 1965:} Burgess - the surrogate mother of Kerry Burgess - *me* - the human being cloned from another human being {Thomas Reagan} ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 26920 days 26920 = 13460 + 13460
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 9/9/2002 ( Bart Sibrel in punched in the face by Buzz Aldrin ) is 13460 days
From 12/20/1994 ( from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: in non-aviator related duties boots on the ground in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my US Navy Cross medal date of record ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 10018 days
10018 = 5009 + 5009
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/21/1979 ( my biological brother Thomas Reagan and my sister-in-law Phoebe Cates are lawfully married in the state of Vermont ) is 5009 days
From 12/9/2003 ( premiere US TV miniseries finale episode "Battlestar Galactica" ) To 5/25/2022 ( ) is 6742 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/18/1984 ( from The Daily Princetonian publication, Princeton University: Advice For The Evangelists: Follow The Salesman's Model ) is 6742 days
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REPLY TO: EX-PENTAGON UFO CHIEF: 'WE MAY NOT BE ALONE'
June 13, 2023 at 4:21 pm
"Investigative journalists George Knapp an Jeremy Corbell obtained and are releasing David Grusch’s UNCLASSIFIED whistleblower complaint.
In July 2021, Mr. Grusch confidentially provided UAP-related classified information to the Department of Defense Inspector General (DoD IG). At that time, Mr. Grusch communicated classified information about the improper withholding and/or concealment of classified material from the US Congress by certain IC elements. Mr. Grusch believes that his identity and the fact of his UAP-related communication(s) with the DoD IG have been disclosed to individuals and/or entities outside the DoD IG, and that he has suffered retaliation and reprisal(s) related thereto.
Presented here is the official and unclassified PPD-19 (Presidential Policy Directive 19) Intelligence Community Whistleblower procedural filing by David Grusch and his attorneys on 25 May 2022."
"Bart Gets an Elephant" [The Simpsons]
Original airdate in N.A.: 31-Mar-94
(from internet transcript)
Bart is inexorable: "Uh, Gentlemen, I am not leaving without my elephant." But he and Homer are both tossed out anyway. "Where's my elephant?" Bart demands at the window repeatedly. The DJs close the window, but over the song they play next, Bart's queries can still be heard faintly. At the Springfield Retirement Castle, Abe notes, "Hey, they're playing the elephant song!" Jasper loves that; it reminds him of elephants. Kent Brockman even editorializes, "So isn't that what we're all asking in our own lives -- 'where's my elephant?' I know that's what I've been asking."
At the KBBL studios, Bill and Marty's boss gives them a dressing-down.
Boss: Look, our ratings are down, and the station is being swamped with angry calls and letter-bombs. [A few letter-bombs explode in a pile] And it's all your fault!
Bill: Yes it is, ma'am.
Boss: This is the DJ 3000. It plays CDs automatically, and it has three distinct varieties of inane chatter. [presses a button]
DJ 3000: [stilted] Hey, hey. How about that weather out there? Woah! _That_ was the caller from hell. Well, hot dog! We have a weiner.
Bill: Man, that thing's great!
Marty: _Don't_ praise the machine!
Boss: If you don't get that kid an elephant by tomorrow, the DJ 3000 gets your job.
[Marty punches it]
DJ 3000: Those clowns in congress did it again. What a bunch of clowns.
Bill: [laughs] How does it keep up with the news like that?
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 7
“Mr. Redman, you’re not being reasonable!” Denninger was keeping a prudent distance away. “Your lack of cooperation may do your country a grave disservice. Do you understand me?”
“Nope,” Stu said. “Right now it looks to me like it’s my country doing me a grave disservice. It’s got me locked up in a hospital room in Georgia with a buttermouth little pissant doctor who doesn’t know shit from Shinola. Get your ass out of here and send somebody in to talk to me or send enough boys to take what you need by force. I’ll fight em, you can count on that.”
He sat perfectly still in his chair after Denninger left. The nurse didn’t come back. Two strong orderlies did not appear to take his blood pressure by force. Now that he thought about it, he supposed that even such a small thing as a blood-pressure reading wouldn’t be much good if obtained under duress. For the time being they were leaving him to simmer in his own juices.
He got up and turned on the TV and watched it unseeingly. His fear was big inside him, a runaway elephant. For two days he had been waiting to start sneezing, coughing, hawking black phlegm and spitting it into the commode. He wondered about the others, people he had known all his life. He wondered if any of them were as bad off as Campion had been. He thought of the dead woman and her baby in that old Chevy, and he kept seeing Lila Bruett’s face on the woman and little Cheryl Hodges’s face on the baby.
The TV squawked and crackled. His heart beat slowly in his chest. Faintly, he could hear the sound of an air purifier sighing air into the room. He felt his fear twisting and turning inside him beneath his poker face. Sometimes it was big and panicky, trampling everything: the elephant. Sometimes it was small and gnawing, ripping with sharp teeth: the rat. It was always with him.
But it was forty hours before they sent him a man who would talk…
Chapter 8
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 6:15 PM Pacific-time USA Friday 02/09/2024
