Category: Horror


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‘HALLOWEEN HORRORS and FRIGHT STORIES for 2016’

By
Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.
http://blackauthorsconnect.com/cgi-bin/blog.cgi?blog_id=299011&cid=10

“Underfoot”
The pounding noise would not stop. I had to find a way to make it stop. Don’t you understand? It had to stop. It began to pound loudly. It was too loud…very loud! Do you not hear it? It’s driving me mad, mad I tell you. Through the crack in the floor the orb peered out.
http://thetattletaleunderfoot.blogspot.com/

“Howl Of An angel”
Watching, listening, and remembering all of the things that actually matter in this aging process. One would have you believe that aging is an honor, while on the other hand, a burden on society – the burden being money. How are we going to feed and care for the elderly? Do we do a bamboozling act on them by implementing the “Logan’s Run” theory?
http://howlofanangel.blogspot.com/

“HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A WOMAN SCORNED!”
“Demon’s Throat”
“I remember this familiar feeling, for about the third time in three months; of falling – falling down. The falling only came to an end for one reason – maybe two. The point is…I was able to grab onto something in order to break my fall. The primary reason is coming to a complete and utter dead end stop – at the bottom of the stairway, which began at the second floor landing. It didn’t necessarily matter to what position your body was in when this complete and utter stop completed the descent. Albeit, stair-steps and bottom of the stairway landings come into play, the stop is at the bottom of the stairs.”
http://demonsthroathallow.blogspot.com/
Me and Walter had five kids, ya know.”
(Read the Unabridged, Uncensored Version)
http://koobug.com/GregoryVB_Author?p2992

“When There’s No More Room In Hell”
My name is Salestian Michaels. I’m currently employed by the ‘Philadelphia Sunny Globe Newspaper Organization and International News Network.’ I was born and raised in South Philly, the heart and soul of ‘Mafiosi Life.’ Angel Brondidi and Nick the Needle ran it all when they weren’t at odds with one another.
I was there when Captain Willis Samuel and National Forestry Service Ranger Commander Gerald Glenn confronted and eradicated the monster beast in the park. I didn’t like Glenn very much, although I admired him. He was damn good at what he did. It was his woman that I liked…loved and wanted.
http://nomoreroominhellwhen.blogspot.com/

“The Pendulum of Hades”
Fate was issuing from the lips of the black-robed men. What an expression of firmness and immovable resolution? My lord, the grotesqueness! The faces blazed with stern contempt of human nature. Fate continued, in his view, issuance from their lips. He saw them writhe with deadly locution. I shuddered to think what the man saw. The idea of delirious horror…
Can you imagine the thought of him seeing angelical form? Some of the forms having heads of flaming spectres haunted his very soul. He had hopes of receiving help. He thought of sweet rest – in the grave. What peace there must be…in the grave? The thought came to him gently.
Silence, stillness, and darkness would contain such peace.
http://thependulumofhades.blogspot.com/

“Bowery of The Crimson Frock and Flesh”
By complete and utter observation, this opportunity allows the portrayal of the higher powers of the reflective intellect. Men and women of the highest order of intellect have been known to take an (apparently) unaccountable delight in their special analytical abilities; which a proficiency implies the capacity for success in all important understanding where mind versus mind.
“This Evening, Extra Ordinary Murders Have Been Discovered!”
The newspaper’s report stated inhabitants, at about 3a.m., of the ‘Quarter St. Roch,’ were aroused from their beds by blood-curdling screams and shrieks from the upper floors. On the fourth floor of the Rue Morgue, therein resided Madame L’Espanaye and her daughter, Mademoiselle Camille L’Espanaye. They were the sole occupants of the flat, not mention, the entire building.
The thick oozing gore dripped from the razor’s blade tip, down to the carpeted floor. The small puddle of crimson colored fluid began to grow into a larger pool, indicating it hasn’t been dripping very long.
http://boweryofthecrimsonfrockandflesh.blogspot.com/

‘Bowery of The Crimson Frock and Flesh’ Part Two: “The Wedding Party”
“They were lured with grapes, champagne, and laudanum. And then they were all euthanized.” The inspector spoke in trance-like sentences. “They were transported and dumped.”
The inspector began interviewing professional men. He spoke with doctors, dentists, taxidermists, veterinarians, surgeons, barbers, and butchers to the disapproval, chagrin, and dismay of Scotland Yard High Officials.
http://parttwotheweddingparty.blogspot.com/

‘Bowery of The Crimson Frock and Flesh’
‘Isle Manhattan’
“The Changeling – Loup Garou”
Part Three:
‘A Significant Era of Perceptive Aroma and Vision’
“Even a man, who is pure of heart and says his prayers by night, may become a wolf when the ‘Wolfsbane’ blooms and the Autumn Moon is bright.”
http://blackhistory.com/content/286940/a-significant-era-of-perceptive-aroma-and-vision

“ALL HALLOWS NIGHT” – SHORT STORY IRONY
They believed that they saw the Forrest moving! “There is Movement In The Wood!” Suddenly, the tower guards spotted a showing of arms and war power.
The battle bell rang!
The king of Hell was a giant among giants. The owner of the Souls of Sinners, Supreme Ruler of the Damned, displayed three faces. In each mouth of one of the faces showed teeth anointed in blood; blood so thick and ample, it dripped of foam.
http://gboulwareallhallowsnight.blogspot.com/

“SHAMAN”
They were not aware of the trouble that was amiss. Emergency vehicles were parked at the spot where the body of Lindsey Irvin lay at the bottom of the twelve hundred ft. drop from the cliff of the Strawberry Mansion roadway and bridge surface.
“The Colored Man was chased and treed in the woods in or near the Robert Faddis Woods near Youngsburg. The Black Man tried to shoot himself in the head, but failed. They took the Black Man to the hospital were his injuries were treated. A gang of white men broke the window in the main hallway, corralled the police officer guarding him and dragged the Black Man from his sick bed to the Sarah Jane Newland Farm just to the right of the road and almost directly opposite the farmhouse. In a grass field about fifty feet from the road, they gathered dried Chestnut Rails and old fencing to build a fire. It took all of three minutes to get the fire up to a height of ten feet or more. They asked him if he had any last words…he didn’t.
http://shamanretold.blogspot.com/

“The Foxy Grandpa, Billy the Poet”
“The folks who understood science agreed that folks oughta stop making so many babies and
the folks who understood morals agreed that society would collapse if people used s*x for
nothing but pleasure.”
“The people who have been most eager to rule, to make the laws, to enforce the laws and to tell everybody exactly how God wants things to be here on Earth – these people have forgiven themselves and their friends for anything and everything. But, they have been absolutely disgusted and terrified by the natural s*xuality of common men and women.”
http://thefoxygrandpabillythepoet.blogspot.com/

‘The Rails, Some Hemp, and A Hanging’
The company had its share of ‘shiner’s’ on both sides of the war-torn fences. Their horses bayed and pranced in the cold damp yet dark beginning of the day’s morn. My hanging tribunal was short and to the point. My foolish guilt could not be reversed, albeit, my hatred for these ‘Blue-Coats’ and their Black supporters surpasses my pain and sorrowful agony. I do long for the fragrance and joys of home… My dear sweet ‘Abbey,’ my darling wife and young’uns; my plantation and memories of France cut at my brain.
In France I was broke, poor, and penniless… Here in South Louisiana, I have become rich, powerful, and wholesome. I have more than a hundred acres of land manned by two-hundred and eighty-five of the best young and strong Black livestock in the territory. Four hundred head of cattle graze on my lands. The farmyard houses chickens, geese, ducks, pork, and several dozen head of living horse flesh along with a few dogs and cats. I am a very wealthy man indeed.
http://therailssomehempandahanging.blogspot.com/

The Acrimonious, Gauche, and Incongruous
‘Ajantala’
“Heigh! I’ve never seen a woman give birth to such a terrible baby as this one!” screamed the suffering woman.
And when he took the soap and sponge and washed from himself all the blood and goo away from his body, he wrapped himself in an article of clothing owned by his mother. He then sat upright atop a high stool and looked at the people. He looked into everyone’s eyes with his ungrateful red eyes.
“Ha! I am badly hungry for food. What can I eat now?” He then started to sniff the sweet smell of food which was inside the room nearest his mother’s room.
But when they were about to start to eat the food and drink the kolas, Ajantala unexpectedly jumped up high and pierced one of the people with a sharp iron spike.
But to their horror, when they were about to announce the name which his father, the hunter, wished the old ones to name him, the baby himself announced very loudly and clearly to the masses, “My name is ‘Ajantala,’ the Shrine, the Rock from Heaven, and there is no need to give me another!”
http://theajantala.blogspot.com/

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It’s An Outrage!

 

“Not One Word Of Sympathy From Lips Spewing Hate!”

TheSpiritoftheSoul_1.11.12

By

Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.

http://blackhistory.com/content/293580/not-one-word-of-sympathy-from-lips-spewing-hate

It is a travesty when politician’s piggy-back their agenda’s on the backs of the suffering mourners for their lost loved-ones! Where is the shame? Where is the sympathy? Where is the love and compassion?

 

Forty-Nine Dead, Many injured, and a country shook in the massacre of Florida’s Orlando ‘LBGT’ Community. Quadrupled with the sadness and misery of death and fear, out of the ashes of divineness, bigotry, and evil intentions spewed the poison tongue of non-sympathetic finger pointing and false accusations by the presumptive presidential candidate. This act of non-compassion reflects the mandates of him and those who believe as he does… the direction of death-dealing leadership intended for the future of our country. Constant insults for our current President, Black Folks, Native Indigenous Folks, Latino-(Spanish-Speaking) Folks, Islamic Folks, Middle Eastern Folks, Asian Folks, and many other immigrants of this American Society have not dodged the bullets of the ‘Trump!’ Is this truly the leadership that will sit in the oval office of these United States?

 

I have continually asked, “Who is the bigger fool, the fool who leads or the fool who follows?” This demon is followed and supported by many who hate and despise the inclusive beliefs of our so-called American Society. Where and when will it end? Will it end when they have rounded up all who do not look like, believe like, talk like, live like, support a culture like, and/or dream like them? Is this the God fearing nation that awaits all who reside, visit, and befriends us? What will happen with the world-allies who also fear the destruction of Planet Earth if this un-Godly disciple takes the reins and sits in the saddle of leadership? How many of us fear for the future of our children, grandchildren, and the children after them? Would you want this type of creature to poise his voted-in finger to press the button that releases the beginning and end of disaster from another world war…killing every living being on the planet?

 

During a spotlighted press conference, which he loves, this demo-Gog spit out words of nothing but hatred and abandonment for all those he truly dislikes and hates. The insistence of wall building and exclusion spells nothing short of a return to ‘Jim Crow,’ ‘Internment Camps,’ and “A Total Society of White Domination, Oppression, and Superiority!”  

 

There have always been the existence of those who would sell us out; those who would sell their own mother for the friendly pat upon the head, the illusion of inclusion and false reward…God has a plan for them, I’m sure.

 

People died! Families Mourned! Lives were lost! He spoke of who was supposedly responsible and the fault of laws allowing destitute people into the country. Not one word of sympathy for those families who have felt the pain of a lost member, innocent souls that have departed this Earth in terroristic horror through no fault of their own. He blamed the family of the lone gunman who brought the death-dealing rain of death and annihilation to those who had no clue that they were to be the tool for spewing more and more hate-speak by this threat to our posterity.

 

The death-dealer’s Father did not have a clue to what his son was planning. He stated that he would be the first one to turn his son in to the proper authorities has he known! No cudo’s for him by the would-be world leader.

 

“We Are Legion, For We Are Many!” Is this the time for the “War of The Gods?” It has been said that the Devil would rise amongst the weakened souls of Man! It has been prophesized that the Demons from Hell would rise up and begin the destruction of “All Mankind!” Is this what we are and have been witnessing along with the rise of ‘White Superiority Throughout the World?’…I shudder to think this as being true, as we all; right-thinking, God-Fearing persons who have the power to stop this vile attack upon us, our people, the “People of God!” Even to those who are atheists and non-believers who do not believe in the “Most High” have something to fear from this hate-monger. We all should be made aware that this demonic leadership agenda for the mass and terrible destruction of Mankind will meet the end of existence should this “take-over” be allowed to happen – while standing by and doing nothing!

 

The justifiably angered President spoke out to this threat with vigilant and strong messaging.

 

President Obama goes on tirade against Trump over ‘dangerous’ Muslim ban, ‘radical Islam’

Kevin Liptak

By

Kevin Liptak, CNN White House Producer

Tue June 14, 2016

 

Washington (CNN) President Barack Obama on Tuesday unleashed a blistering verbal assault on Donald Trump and his “dangerous” proposal for a ban on Muslims entering the country, saying the suggestion violates the principles of American democracy and generates rage among would-be extremists.

 

Dismissing the “yapping” from “politicians who tweet,” Obama described Trump’s suggestions as harmful to the country’s national security.

 

“We are now seeing how dangerous this kind of mindset and this kind of thinking can be,” he said. “We’re starting to see where this kind of rhetoric and loose talk and sloppiness about who exactly we’re fighting, where this can lead us.”

Obama, sounding infuriated at critiques of his foreign policy, pushed back against criticism for not using the term “radical Islamic terrorism.” And he accused Republicans of fostering resentment among Muslims that could generate further attacks.

 

“What exactly would using this language accomplish? What exactly would it change?” Obama asked during remarks at the Treasury Department. “Would it make ISIL less committed to try and kill Americans?” he continued, using a different acronym for ISIS.

“Would it bring in more allies? Is there a military strategy that is served by this? The answer is none of the above,” he said. “Calling a threat by a different name does not make it go away.”

 

Obama’s remarks — which also touched on gun control and his efforts against ISIS — placed him squarely in the middle of rancorous political debate that formed in the aftermath of the Orlando shooting. Republicans, including Trump, have used the attack to paint Obama as weak on national security and ineffective in combating the threats emanating from ISIS.

Much of the criticism has centered on Obama’s refusal to use the phrase “radical Islam,” which the White House argues unfairly maligns the entire Islamic faith.

In a brief statement following Obama’s remarks, Trump said Obama “claims to know our enemy, and yet he continues to prioritize our enemy over our allies, and for that matter, the American people.”

 

“When I am President, it will always be America First,” Trump said. He was expected to respond more fully during an evening event in North Carolina.

Democrats and some establishment Republicans, meanwhile, have suggested that Trump’s rhetoric is harmful in its depictions of Muslim-American communities as complicit in domestic terror attacks.

 

Speaking after Obama’s remarks, White House Press Secretary Josh Earnest said the President had grown frustrated at hearing “political talking points” being wielded in place of a comprehensive counterterrorism strategy.

 

Lambasting Trump, Obama in his remarks called on other Republican leaders to denounce the presumptive GOP nominee for his proposed ban on Muslim immigration.

 

“Where does this stop?” Obama protested, pointing out that recent domestic terror attacks have been carried about by U.S. citizens.

 

“Are we going to start treating all Muslim-Americans differently? Are we going to start subjecting them to special surveillance? Are we going to start discriminating them because of their faith? We’ve heard these suggestions during the course of this campaign,” Obama said. “Do Republican officials actually agree with this? Because that’s not the America we want. It doesn’t reflect our Democratic ideals. It will make us less safe.”

 

Obama said the debate over using the phrase was “a political distraction.”

How Obama responds to shooting attacks

 

In his remarks, Obama did not use Trump’s name, but his target was clear when he referred to the presumptive Republican nominee and called out GOP leaders for not opposing him.

Earlier in the day, the presumptive Democratic nominee, Hillary Clinton, issued a similar assault on Trump’s rhetoric, including vague allusions Monday to Obama being sympathetic toward ISIS.

 

“I have to ask, will responsible Republican leaders stand up to their presumptive nominee or will they stand by his accusation about our President?” Clinton said in Pittsburgh. “I am sure they would rather avoid that question altogether. But history will remember what we do in this moment. What Donald Trump is saying is shameful.”

Obama, in his remarks, also called for Congress to pass tougher gun laws and the renewal of the assault weapons ban.

 

“We have to make it harder for people who want to kill Americans to get their hands on weapons of war that let them kill dozens of innocents,” Obama said. “Enough talking about being tough on terrorism. Actually be tough on terrorism.”

Republican National Committee Chairman Reince Priebus said in a statement after Obama’s remarks that “Democrats want to talk about anything else because they have lost the national security debate.”

 

“Nothing President Obama and Hillary Clinton are proposing in response to the Orlando terror attack would have prevented it, but they would infringe on Americans’ constitutional rights to due process and to own a gun,” Priebus said.

http://www.cnn.com/2016/06/14/politics/obama-pushes-back-against-criticism-over-terrorism-rhetoric/

 

“Trump focused relentlessly on immigration as the root cause of the massacre, saying that “the only reason the killer was in America in the first place was because we allowed his family to come here.” His unrestrained broadsides on immigrants, Muslim nations, even the motivations of President Obama – at one point Trump seemed to question whether the president had terrorist affiliations – defied, as usual, political convention.”

 

“Clinton delivered a nuanced speech with multiple policy proposals, emphasizing the need for the country to unite and avoid scapegoating Muslims. “Our open, diverse society is an asset in the struggle against terrorism, not a liability,” she said, while warning that installing an unsteady hand with xenophobic tendencies in the White House is among the most dangerous things voters could do.”

http://www.latimes.com/politics/la-na-pol-clinton-trump-orlando–20160613-snap-story.html

 

Is your vote the one that will save us all? Is your heart the one that grieves the one that sympathizes? The one that Loves? Where will your vote take us? What will you do?

 

Where do you stand…?

 

 

 

 

 

Til Next Time…

 

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~ ‘It Worked For Hitler, Why Not Trump?’ ~

http://blackinamerica.com/content/290970/it-worked-for-hitler-why-not-trump

 

‘Trump and the kkk!’

http://blackinamerica.com/content/291007/donald-trump-stumbles-on-david-duke-kkk

 

BINGO…THE SMOKING GUN…DONALD TRUMP(PEDIPHILE)RAPIST EXPOSED!

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/g7AbR56XKXF

 

The Rape Lawsuit

http://www.inquisitr.com/3044556/donald-trump-rape-lawsuit-claims-trump-forced-12-and-13-year-old-girls-to-peform-oral-s*x-on-him/

 

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~ “RAPE!” – ‘Beneficial to Whom?’ ~

http://blackwomenconnect.com/content/292738/rape-beneficial-to-whom

 

Ya’ateeh, As Salaam Alaikum, Shalom Alaikum, Hotep, Hola, Konichiwa, Privyet, Hallo, and Hello Again To All!

 

…as promised, I’ve done a little more digging with the aid of My Indigenous America Brother, Ohitika Píško.

 

Trump – A Listing Of Evil Deeds:

 

~ A Question Was Raised, “Show Me The Proof!” ~

http://blackinamerica.com/content/291315/a-question-was-raised-show-me-the-proof

 

‘A Bigot is A Bigot is A Racist’

http://blackinamerica.com/cgi-bin/blog.cgi?blog_id=291231&cid=10

 

“John Legend Schools Trump’s Son on Racism!”

http://thegrio.com/2016/03/12/john-legend-schools-trumps-son-on-racism-following-chicago-rally-cancellation/?_utm_source=1-2-2

 

~ ‘To Disavow – or Not To Disavow!’ ~

http://blackinamerica.com/content/291326/to-disavow-or-not-to-disavow

 

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Ohitika Píško

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452

~3.14.16~

 

“For all the talk about Mussolini, let alone Hitler, George Wallace is the best analog in the last century of American politics – the mix of class politics and racist incitement, the same sort of orchestrated ratcheting up of conflict between supporters and protestors. As all of this has unfolded over the course of the day there have been numerous instances of Trump supporters calling for protestors to “go back to Africa” and another on video calling on them to “go to ****ing Auschwitz.”

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/1ieWXDyusXH?_utm_source=1-2-2

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/eAwzuoBWzkr

 

~Trump Selects a White Nationalist Leader as a Delegate in California~

“William Johnson leads the American Freedom Party, a group that “exists to represent the political interests of White Americans” and aims to preserve “the customs and heritage of the European American people.” The AFP has never elected a candidate of its own and possesses at most a few thousand members, but it is “arguably the most important white nationalist group in the country,” according to Mark Potok, a senior fellow for the Southern Poverty Law Center (SPLC), which tracks hate groups.”

http://m.motherjones.com/politics/2016/05/donald-trump-white-nationalist-afp-delegate-california

 

~Report: Journalist files police report after threats over Melania Trump profile~

“The Washington Post reports that Ioffe filed the report over anti-Semitic threats she received, many appearing to come from Trump supporters, after writing the article on Melania Trump.

The threats came through phone calls and emails, and the allged offense is categorized as “threat to kidnap or injure a person.” According to the Post, one threat sent to her included a caricature of a person being shot in the back of the head by another.”

http://www.cbsnews.com/news/report-journalist-who-wrote-melania-trump-profile-files-report-after-threats/

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/XXbsPxvPmHD

 

~Dark tales of molesting beauty queens and raping his ex-wife. Claims of racism and cosying up to the mafia. As he gets ever closer to the White House… Trump is stripped bare~

By

TOM LEONARD IN NEW YORK FOR THE DAILY MAIL

PUBLISHED: 19:54 EST, 6 May 2016 | UPDATED: 06:59 EST, 7 May 2016

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3578088/Dark-tales-molesting-beauty-queens-raping-ex-wife-Claims-racism-cosying-mafia-gets-closer-White-House-TRUMP-stripped-bare.html#ixzz48ObzU5BS

 

‘I would watch supermodels getting screwed, well-known supermodels getting screwed, on a bench in the middle of the room,’ he recalled breathlessly. ‘There were seven of them and each one was getting screwed by a different guy.’

He later claimed he slept with so many women in those heady years that the danger he faced of getting Aids or other sexually transmitted diseases was his ‘personal Vietnam’.

 

Over the decades, he has had run-ins with the authorities.

 

They began in 1973 when the Justice Department accused him of trying to deter prospective Black and Puerto-Rican tenants by insisting there were no vacancies or pretending the rent was much higher. He settled the case, not admitting guilt, but was forced to place ads reassuring minorities. A decade later, Trump was accused of intimidating tenants he wanted to get out of a building on Central Park, cutting off heat and hot water, and failing to carry out repairs.

 

Trump’s casinos have been fined repeatedly for breaking gaming rules. The Trump Plaza casino in Atlantic City had to pay $200,000 (£138,000) in 1991 for breaking anti-discrimination laws for keeping African-American and female staff away from the gambling table of a high-spending Mafioso boss.

 

Always appreciative of scantily clad young women, Trump first became involved with beauty contests in 1992 when he approached a couple who ran the American Dream pageant.

 

She also alleged he had kept black women out of the pageant. Harth later withdrew her allegations when Trump settled a separate legal dispute with her former husband, Houraney

 

But his history of deeply ungallant behaviour towards women goes back much further.

His Czech-born first wife, Ivana, discovered Trump was having an affair with former beauty queen Marla Maples after picking up an extension phone in their Aspen hotel suite and overhearing him smooching with his secret lover of two years on the other line.

 

She later confronted Maples on a ski slope as her husband comically tried to flee on skis. Witnesses said Ivana, much the better skier, pursued him, skiing backwards beside him as she wagged her finger in his face.

 

During their 1991 divorce, which was granted on the grounds of his ‘cruel and inhuman treatment’ of her, she claimed in a sworn deposition he had raped her two years earlier after becoming angry over painful scalp reduction surgery he was having in an attempt to deal with his hair loss.

 

She later rowed back, saying she didn’t want her words interpreted ‘in a literal or criminal sense’.

 

However, a Trump biography, Lost Tycoon, subsequently claimed he had subjected Ivana to a ‘violent assault’ in fury after her plastic surgeon had performed painful surgery on him to remove a bald spot. The book claimed Trump tore fistfuls of hair out of Ivana’s scalp, later asking her: ‘Does it hurt?’

Trump denied the rape claim and also insisted he hadn’t had surgery.

 

Unsettlingly, Trump sounds at his most libidinous when he is talking about his glamorous daughter Ivanka, 34.

He frequently brags about her having ‘the best body’ and has also told interviewers: ‘I’ve said if Ivanka wasn’t my daughter, perhaps I’d be dating her.’

 

His behaviour towards his third wife, Melania, a former Slovenian model of few words, suggests he sees her as little more than a s*xual object. ‘Where’s my supermodel?’ Trump once shouted from the stage of a meeting in Pennsylvania.

Earlier, he gloated on a radio show about their ‘incredible s*x’ and her lack of cellulite.

 

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http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3578088/Dark-tales-molesting-beauty-queens-raping-ex-wife-Claims-racism-cosying-mafia-gets-closer-White-House-TRUMP-stripped-bare.html

 

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~Police report reflects the ugliness of the Trump era~

By

Erik Wemple

https://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/erik-wemple/wp/2016/05/09/police-report-reflects-the-ugliness-of-the-trump-era/

 

“The larger “public narrative” here is almost a year old. Since last June, Donald Trump has run a presidential campaign on bigotry, racism, s*xism and frat-house insults. The show has attracted the interest and endorsement — surprise! — of white nationalist groups and figures such as David Duke, a former KKK official.”

 

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~Elizabeth Warren Emerges to Attack Donald Trump on Twitter~

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/iRhu4hAGW6Q

http://mobile.nytimes.com/2016/05/10/us/politics/elizabeth-warren-donald-trump.html?referer=

By

ASHLEY PARKER

MAY 9, 2016

 

“Ms. Warren is one of the few high-profile leaders in either party to repeatedly challenge Mr. Trump with clarity and directness, portraying him as both dangerous and a charlatan. She began her assault in a March 21 Facebook post, describing his candidacy as a “serious threat” and calling him “a loser” — one of the worst insults in the Trump lexicon.”

 

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~“Some Africans Are Lazy Fools Only Good At Eating, Lovemaking And Stealing” – Donald Trump~

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-GiX6d-L4E

Published on Nov 3, 2015

 

“Once again, US business magnate Donald Trump has expressed his deep disgust for Africans by referring to them as lazy fools only good at eating, lovemaking and thuggery.

Speaking in Indianapolis, Trump who is also the republican Presidential torch bearer reiterated his promise to deport Africans especially those of Kenyan origin including their son Barrack Obama.

“African Americans are very lazy. The best they can do is gallivanting around ghettoes, lamenting how they are discriminated. These are the people America doesn’t need. They are the enemies of progress. Look at African countries like Kenya for instance, those people are stealing from their own government and go to invest the money in foreign countries. From the government to opposition, they only qualify to be used as a case study whenever bad examples are required. How do you trust even those who have ran away to hide here at the United States hiding behind education? I hear they abuse me in their blogs but I don’t care because even the internet they are using is ours and we can decide to switch it off from this side.”

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Donald Trump Warns Nigerians : “IF I WIN, YOU LEAVE”

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/AVNZcvFXgtN

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATFMvZRgQjw

 

“American Billionaire and Republican Presidential Front-runner, Donald Trump, has shot a subtle warning to the Nigerian Community in the United States, after he said all Nigerians would be made to leave the country “when he becomes President”.

 

He made the “threat” during a rally at Wichita, Kansas. According to Donald Trump, Nigerians ad Mexicans have taken all the jobs meant for honest hard working Americans.

 

“To Make America great again, we need to get rid of the Muslims, Mexicans and the Africans, especially the Nigerians. They take all our jobs, jobs meant for honest hard working Americans, and when we don’t give them the jobs, the Muslims blow us up”, Trump said.

 

“We need to get the Africans out. Not the blacks, the Africans. Especially the Nigerians. They’re everywhere. I went for a rally in Alaska and met just one African in the entire state. Where was he from? Nigeria! He’s in Alaska taking our jobs. They’re in Houston taking our jobs. Why can’t they stay in their own country? Why? I’ll tell you why. Because they are corrupt. Their Governments are so corrupt, they rob the people blind and bring it all here to spend. And their people run away and come down here and take our jobs! We can’t have that! If I become president, we’ll send them all home. We’ll build a wall at the Atlantic Shore. Then maybe we’ll re-colonize them because obviously they did not learn a damn thing from the British!”

Published on Jan 17, 2016

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“When you look at ‘Baltimore,’ ‘Chicago,’ and ‘Ferguson,’ you know, a lot of these gang members are illegal immigrants! We’re gonna get them out!”

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“If you want to see the REAL donald trump exposed for what he really is, Here it is, the early 1990s documentary that was banned because Trump did not want the world to see this. He fought and threatened to sue networks if this was ever released to the public in the 1990s..

Brace yourselves, this truly is the SMOKING GUN.

It’s funny that Trump claims he is not a washinton insider, but the FACT is he has been one of the biggest finacial contributer for politicians over the years. He buys politicians. This is all facts exposed in this film.

It proves that just about everything Trump has campaigned the last year on is blatent lies.

He has had his nose so far up politicians assholes for so long, he gets nose bleeds.”

Not only that, but he has broken so many laws it aint funny. He is a “HUUUGE” career criminal in so many aspects.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hq0zw0hPoUM

 

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“This Is The Film That He Tried To Have Banned!”

…He doesn’t want anyone to see this film!

Is This Truly The Smoking Gun?

 

When it was announced that the documentary was to be given its British television premiere on BBC Two on 21 October 2012, Trump’s lawyers contacted the corporation to demand that the film should not be shown, claiming that it is “defamatory” and “misleading”.[2] The screening went ahead. The BBC defended its decision, noting that Trump had repeatedly refused to be interviewed in conjunction with the film.

Published on Apr 17, 2016

You’ve Been Trumped is a 2011 documentary by British filmmaker Anthony Baxter. The film documents the construction of a luxury golf course on a beach in Balmedie, Aberdeenshire, Scotland, by developer Donald Trump, and the subsequent struggles between the locals and Donald Trump and Scottish legal and governmental authorities.

 

When it was announced that the documentary was to be given its British television premiere on BBC Two on 21 October 2012, Trump’s lawyers contacted the corporation to demand that the film should not be shown, claiming that it is “defamatory” and “misleading”.[2] The screening went ahead. The BBC defended its decision, noting that Trump had repeatedly refused to be interviewed in conjunction with the film.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hq0zw0hPoUM

 

Donald Trump just threatened to cause an unprecedented global financial crisis

Updated

by

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on May 6, 2016, 11:10 a.m. ET

@mattyglesias matt@vox.com

https://plus.google.com/101361411397323635452/posts/BbQLEx483xV

http://www.vox.com/2016/5/6/11607464/trump-haircut-default-debt

 

“I would borrow, knowing that if the economy crashed, you could make a deal,” Trump said. “And if the economy was good, it was good. So therefore, you can’t lose.”

 

With his statement, Trump not only revealed a dangerous ignorance about the operation of the national monetary system and the global economic order, but also offered a brilliant case study in the profound risks of attempting to apply the logic of a private business enterprise to the task of running the United States of America.

 

Applying this idea to the United States would destroy the economy!

 

Trump is a German immigrant? And his real biological parents were cannibals.

Wow, why am I not suprised.

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~Bizarre: The REAL Donald Trump Exposed – The Truth About His Biological Parents~

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Political leaders have called for his certified German birth certificate!

 

“One night in 1954, in a drunken stupor, Fred Trump drove his new Buick Road Master over his six-year-old son Donald, killing the boy. In an effort to avoid embarrassment ( and legal consequences ) a search was made to find a replacement for the dead child. A suitable look-alike was located at an orphanage in Kansas. The boy, born in Munich, Germany, was brought to New York, assumed the name Donald Trump and was raised by the Trump clan as one of their own. At the age of 14, through a bizarre set of circumstances, “Donald” learned that his real mother had been a psychotic drug addict who was executed for killing, and cannibalizing his real father.”

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Rachel Maddow Drops A Truth Bomb By Crushing The Myth Of GOP Resistance To Trump Racism

By Jason Easley on Wed, May 11th, 2016 at 9:27 am

Rachel Maddow hit Republicans with a ton of reality bricks by destroying the myth that the GOP is resisting the racism of Donald Trump and his supporters.

 

Rachel Maddow hit Republicans with a ton of reality bricks by destroying the myth that the GOP is resisting the racism of Donald Trump and his supporters.

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KYW NEWS RADIO 1060 AM: 
“Black Bear On The Loose In Philadelphia’s Fairmount Park!” 
May 13, 2016 12:03 PM 
By 
Lynne Adkins 
Filed Under: Bear, Fairmount Park 
http://philadelphia.cbslocal.com/2016/05/13/black-bear-on-the-loose…
PHILADELPHIA (CBS) — There’s a rare, furry visitor in Philadelphia’s Fairmount Park. 

Stephen McKenzie ‎@SteveMcKCBS3 
Black Bear got away, still on the loose in Fairmount Park now on the Valley Green rd side of the creek @CBSPhilly 
2:02 PM – 13 May 2016 · Philadelphia, PA, United States 
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At 12:02 P.M., Friday, May 13th, a Black Bear has been sighted in or around ‘Valley-Green Road’ near the ‘Valley-Green Inn in Philadelphia’s Fairmount Park. A fisherman down stream from Valley Green Inn was shocked to see a black bear lumbering through the woods.

Maura McCarthy, Executive Director of Friends of the Wissahicon says it’s not an everyday site and this is a good size animal.

“Bigger than a person is what the fisherman told me, so it looks like it’s either fully mature or almost mature, we’re not sure of the sex whether it’s male or female, we know that it’s probably pursuing food pretty far outside of its food range, but beyond that we don’t know where it’s from.” 
She says bears can be found in this part of the commonwealth, but adds it’s highly unusual for one to be found wandering within city limits.
Lynne Adkins
If you’ve listened to radio in the Delaware Valley, the odds are pretty good that you’ve heard Lynne Adkins. Lynne is a reporter and anchor for KYW Newsradio.

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The Forrest Ranger walked over to the Police Captain and stood right in front of him and quietly requested his attention. The two men walked to another side of the search area for the private conversation. Gerald Glenn has been a Forrest Ranger for more than twenty years. Four of those years, his assignment had been the Northeastern Pennsylvania Region. Ranger Glenn knows everything about everything in the wild, from its greenery to the smallest of animals. Ranger Glenn pointed to something on the ground next to one of the Cherry Blossom trees, a print of something large was present. A few feet away in a southwesterly direction, off the roadway of Strawberry Mansion Drive, another large print was found.

Captain Willice Samuel, of Philadelphia’s Finest, stood looking over the edge of the cliff, peering down onto the East river Drive. The screaming sirens of emergency vehicles filled the normally quiet environment of park life. Speeding past the stopped traffic below, the EMR vehicles made their way up the hill to the spot were the kids were playing. The Strawberry Mansion Bridge was at a standstill as was the East River Drive traffic. Nothing and no one was being allowed to move through the area.

Traffic backed up all over. Ridge Avenue was being over-crowed with the over flow of rush hour traffic. Both river drives, East and West, were backed up into the East Falls area of Midvale Avenue into Henry Avenue. The downtown out bound traffic was a mess. The local news on automobile radios reported the traffic mess as an accident in the park. They were not aware of the trouble that was amiss. Emergency vehicles were parked at the spot were the body of Lindsey Irvin lay at bottom of the twelve hundred ft drop from the cliff of the Strawberry Mansion roadway. The first EMR personnel on the scene could not believe their eyes.

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Part 1:
‘Strawberry Mansion’ 

The Fairmount Park Rapist became second fiddle to this latest horror in our city’s parkland…where no one is safe! No one in able to control, contain, or prevent the attacks of this killer that stalks the area…save one man who knows the inner workings of the mind of this murderer!

A thunderous roar erupted just as Lindsey placed his hand on the last rock in the cliff, pulling himself up onto the plateau. Dirt and shrubbery flew all around as if a strong wind-gust blasted through signaling a squall in a rainstorm or twister. The boy could not believe his eyes. He nearly fell backward off the ledge of the cliff. But he knew subconsciously, that he had to hang on. It’s about a twelve hundred foot drop to the bottom.

Painful fear gripped his heart as he watched the massive tree-trunk sized object strike his cousin and lift him from the ground. Malcolm’s eyes were fixed on Jason and then on his cousin. His eyes screamed at them as if he were saying, “why don’t you guys reach out and grab me?” “Something hit me!” “It hurts!” “I’m falling!” Jason and Lindsey could do nothing as they watched in terror. The flying, broken, and bloodied body of their friend and cousin twisted and turned in the air while falling away from the cliff’s surface and down towards the bottom of the hillside. The angry and piercing eyes of the thing were now upon them.
https://gvb1210mine.wordpress.com/2015/01/15/fairmount-the-series-p…

Part 2:
“Smith Playground In North Philly” 

The angry piercing eyes of the thing were now upon them…Malcolm screamed. He was dreaming. His sleep was continually interrupted with nightmares. His parents considered psychiatric consultation. The constant nightmares caused great concern to Benjamin and Geraldine Xavier. “Will this terrible event never end,” asked Benjamin?
Gerald Glenn, Genailia Francis, and Willice Samuel walked through the patch of rhododendron and azalea bushes to examine the grassy spot near the Strawberry Mansion Bridge.

Ranger Glenn removed the sample of plant leaf and soil from a plastic bag while pointing to the spot he had examined during the initial search around the cherry blossom tree. The paw-print, nearly gone after being exposed for more than ten days, gave Francis and Samuel a fright. Now the captain knew why the ranger had that strange look on his face the day the boys were attacked. “Damn, do they actually grow to be that big”, exclaimed Samuel? Glenn answered, “No”. He also added, “I’ve seen them big…but not this damn big!” 
“This one is huge…gigantic…a monster!” “From the size and length of the print, it’s got to be at least 9 to 10 foot in height and weighing more than 5,000 lbs. 
https://gvb1210mine.wordpress.com/2015/01/26/part-2-of-fairmount-th…

Part 3:
A Sweet Briar License’ 

The news media took the ball and ran with it. The headlines blasted the story of the attack of Czepaky and her children on the front pages of their respective papers.

Television news programs portrayed the mother and her children as their leading news story. Radio news did likewise. And still they did not mention Lindsey Irvin.
A heavy police presence saturated both sides of the Schuylkill River, from the East Falls Bridge to the Art Museum and Eakins Oval. The Marine Unit of The Philadelphia Police Department could not find anything that would indicate the whereabouts of the bear or the body of he suspected dead teenager. The order was given to start a diving search and rescue effect. “We don’t expect to find the boy alive, “ said one team commander to another diving squad commander. “But we do expect to find his body.”

Two divers were set to go into the water. Assistant team members double-checked their gear. They made sure that the underwater radios and flashlights were operating correctly. The divers entered the water under the Girard Avenue Bridge, just down river from the viewing stand and Goose Island, which sat smack in the middle of the river directly across from the viewing stand automobile parking lot.
https://gvb1210mine.wordpress.com/2015/03/02/fairmount-the-series-p…

Part 4:
“A Pillar of Salt” 

Sirens screamed…seemingly from everywhere. The eeriness of the moonlit night chilled the souls of all witnessing the frightening and tragic event. The female driver who was involved in the fender-bender, stood still. When she reached her car, a 2006 Mercedes XE – she stood…shivering. The woman stared with the eyes of a statue, a pillar of salt. Her face stone cold and pale chalky white…just screamed. She wasn’t aware of her scream.

The coroner was already loading the lower half of the dead cop’s body into the van as the two captains arrived on scene. “Damn”, exclaimed Captain Noodles while viewing the bloody scene and what was left of the cop. “One of the witnesses is already at the hospital,” stated a 14th District Sergeant. Captain Samuel asked, “What in the hell kind of animal are we dealing with?” The swat team commander reported to commissioner Talis. “We’ve found a blood trail leading back from the roadway down to the river’s edge. All that we found was a couple of fingers, a pool of blood, very large animal paw-prints, and crushed shrubbery… Nothing else…whatever it was, it’s gone!” 

“It’s a bear…a rather larger than life monster Kodiak bear.” The voice of dread was that of the newly appointed Environmental Protection Agency agent and Governmental National Parks and Wildlife Ranger Gerald Glenn.

It took the mayor all of fifteen minutes to reach the horrific and catastrophic scene. The newspaper, TV, radio, and network news media were already encamped at the site. The mayors’ personal police escort carved a direct access route through the barricades and intrepid news-hawks. She stepped out of the car, surrounded by bodyguards and her immediate staff. Microphones and cameras made an attempt to smother her. She waved her left hand and with a sternful glance…indicating no interviews or statements.
https://gvb1210mine.wordpress.com/2015/12/25/fairmount-part-four-a-…

Part 5:
‘The Myrtlewood Street Funeral’ 

The news media swarmed the event. They surrounded Officer Leonard Kirkpatrick, his wife Evelyn, and his doctor – asking all kinds of questions while shoving microphones recorders and cameras in their faces.

“What was it like to see your partner bitten in half by the beast?” “Why didn’t you shoot the monster when he attacked?” “What did the thing look like, officer?” “Why didn’t the thing eat the other half?” “How come you didn’t get eaten by the beast?” 

The group of Black men crossed the street to where the reporters were congregating. Ramses grabbed one of the reporters, who happened to be a white female. The group of cops stopped their conversation to watch the confrontation. The embittered father demanded a verbal response from the journalist. “WHY WEREN’T YOU PEOPLE ASKING QUESTIONS WHEN MY BOY WAS KILLED?” “WHY IS IT THESE QUESTIONS ARE ADDRESSED AFTER MY SON WAS KILLED BY THIS THING?” “WHY WEREN’T YOU ALL FALLING ALL OVER YOURSELVES WHILE INVESTIGATING MY BOYS KILLING?” Ramses got the attention of all the reporters present. “WAS IT BECAUSE THIS IS THE FUNERAL OF A WHITE NORTHEAST COP AS OPPOSED TO A LITTLE BLACK BOY FROM NORTH PHILLY?” Screamed the distraught teary-eyed father. “I WILL ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…LINDSEY WAS A HUMAN BEING TOO!” Said Ramses.

“The distinction between brown and grizzly bears is geographical. Brown bears that live close to the coast are called brown bears. Browns living inland and in northern lands, such as Denali, are called grizzlies,” Glenn said. “They share the scientific name Ursus arctos.”

Professor Genailia Francis added, “Black bears are smaller than browns and also cover a great deal of the state. Their fur color isn’t always black; it may even appear brown, cinnamon or (rarely) blue.” 

“Black bears may be seen feeding on salmon at Anan Creek, but they’re common enough in Juneau, Seward and parts of Anchorage to be considered pests. A male bear that’s ready for hibernation may weigh 240 pounds. The scientific name is Ursus americanus,” she said.

“Think about it. This thing on its hind legs could walk up to the average single-story house and could look on the roof at eye level.” There was never a question that the brown bear that a 22-year-old hunter shot to death in October 2001 on Hinchinbrook Island was huge. The grizzly measured 10 feet, 6 inches from nose to tail. Its front claws were 3 to 4 inches long. An Alaska master guide estimated the bear’s weight at up to 1,200 pounds. (The average brown bear weight for Hinchinbrook is less than half that.) One photo shows the hunter holding the bear’s paw as it obscures almost his entire chest. A second photo shows him crouching like a child behind the bear’s massive, bloody head. “It’s over one thousand six hundred pounds . . . 12’6” high at the shoulder,” stated the reporter.

Most of the time, black bears are reluctant to meet people and can be shooed away. Juneau has particular problems with its numerous black bears, however. The city even created a committee to deal with the bears. Hikers in Chugach State Park, Chugach National Forest and Kenai National Wildlife Refuge need to be aware of bear habits and habitat. Bears show up during the salmon runs, usually mixing peacefully with anglers. Look for bear warning signs along the Kenai, Russian and Little Susitna rivers and along many creeks and trails with road access. 

The mayor, appearing perplexed, paradoxed, disconcerted, and unsatisfied wanted to also know how this beast was to be dealt with. She looked directly a Glenn…and then at Talis. Her denoted glare returned to Glenn. “What would you suggest we do about this animal – sir?” Talis moved to respond. Finkles threw up a hand with all five digits to signal a halt to the interruption. “I can stalk and trap this creature with a certain level of assistance,”’ replied the ranger. Without looking for confirmation from the commissioner, Captain Samuel assured the ranger of his support. Captain Noodles barked, “You have no authority to offer anything to this man!” The two captains glared at one another, one was filled with hatred and bitterness toward the other. Captain Samuel looked to his commissioner for support. The commissioner, in his usual divergence and belied acquiescence, gazed vicariously elsewhere. Mayor Finkles deftly replied, “Yeah, but I do!” The mayor beamed a sardonic, dour, and non-faggoted glare at the commissioner and offending captain, well aware of their canted behavior and practices.

“We need to deploy all resources in the capture and removal of this animal…at all cost.” She fiercely replied to the oppositional attitude of Noodles’ baneful disposition.

The cop sneered and steered his gaze towards the commissioner. Talis just stood there. He appeared to be a military type style of attention. The mayor had complete control over the situation. “Let’s hear it, Ranger!” The mayor sat down amongst the commissioners and zookeepers.

“The bear in the park is a monster. I suspect that it is also a product of the surreptitious people within that encampment,” exclaimed the ranger. The ranger vehemently expressed his belief. “I believe that this bear is an experiment that has gone wrong…because it has escaped and is now here with us – eating, living, and hunting.” 
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Philadelphia and the surrounding counties hold abundant open spaces, wildlife refuges, bird sanctuaries, and state parks. These treasures provide Philly area residents with seemingly endless opportunities for viewing wildlife. From the mountains to the shore, nature buffs don’t need to travel far from the City of Brotherly Love to enjoy nature.

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Kodiak, Brown, and Grizzly Bears 
References:
John Heinz National Wildlife Refuge
8601 Lindbergh Blvd.
Philadelphia, PA 19153
(215) 365-3118
www.heinz.fws.gov 
The John Heinz National Wildlife Refuge is a Philadelphia area gem; a veritable mecca of wildlife. Situated near Philly’s airport, this park is the result of an act of Congress, which moved to preserve the 1,200 acres of meadows, woodlands and marsh because it held the last 200 acres of fresh-water marsh in the state of Pennsylvania. With more than 300 bird species – including the bald eagle – making their home in the refuge, it is an excellent spot for birdwatching. Angling is also popular, as there is a wide variety of fish. The marshes and surrounding meadows and woodlands are home to a multitude of animals including turtles, snakes, frogs, muskrat, deer, and fox.

Nockamixon State Park
1542 Mountain View Drive
Quakertown, PA 18951
(215) 529-7300
www.dcnr.state.pa.us 
Located in Quakertown just an hour’s drive from Philadelphia, the 5,286 acres of Nockamixon State Park are home to abundant wildlife. Lake Nockamixon, one of the park’s most enticing features, is fed by three creeks including Tohickon Creek, Three Mile Run and Haycock Run. The waterway is home to a diverse population of fish as well as a number of water fowl, including a variety of migrating ducks and geese. Eagles and hawks can be spotted throughout the park, as can fox, raccoon, rabbit, deer, turkey, and even the occasional black bear.

The Philadelphia Zoo
3400 W. Girard Ave.
Philadelphia, PA 19104
(215) 243-1100
www.philadelphiazoo.org 
For more than 150 years, the Philadelphia Zoo has provided visitors with unique opportunities to view and learn about wildlife from all over the world. Today, this Philly institution continues to connect people with wildlife through interactive exhibits that educate and foster appreciation for the diverse wildlife population that lives there. In addition to viewing and interacting with displays, the nation’s first zoo leads the community as an example for conservation and environmental sustainability. In addition to exploring the zoo on one’s own, membership, classes, camps and special events provide myriad opportunities for visitors to see and interact with the wildlife on display.
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By

Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.

 

~ “The Battle of Germantown” occurred at the Cliveden Manor. “It was also the country home of Pa. Chief Justice Benjamin Chew. On October 4, 1777, a British regiment occupied Cliveden and defended it from full assaults by the Colonials. Over 70 soldiers died on these grounds. Although it was an American defeat, Washington’s bold strategy helped to win French aid for the cause of independence.” – “The First Protest Against Slavery was here in 1688, at the home of Tunes Kunders, an eloquent protest was written by a group of German Quakers. Signed by Pastorius and three others, it preceded by 92 years Pennsylvania’s passage of the nation’s first state abolition law.” ~

 

What began as a summer retreat, to a colonial landmark, became the site of a viciously nasty war, “The Battle of Germantown.’ Many have wondered if this was an accident in history.

 

Cliveden Manor is a story of a colonial family, the servants, and its slaves.

 

Before William Penn and the Mayflower, the Native Americans lived on the land now known as the United States of America. Here in the northwest, the Philadelphia-Germantown area is where the Quakers settled to farm and establish businesses. They were mostly of German descent, hence the name Germantown.

This area was also a haven for runaway slaves. “The Underground Railroad” ran through this region of the country as well. There existed a number of “Safe-Houses” for escaped African-American Slaves (not known then as African Americans) such as, The Mennonite Meeting House and the Johnson House. The route to freedom for Black people often led to Canada, although a number of African descendants decided to settle in Germantown where they felt safe from persecution.

 

During Rosenkreuz’s lifetime, the Order was said to consist of no more than eight members, each a doctor and a sworn bachelor. Each member undertook an oath to heal the sick without payment, to maintain a secret fellowship, and to find a replacement for himself before he died. Three such generations had supposedly passed between c.1500 and c.1600, a time when scientific, philosophical and religious freedom had grown so that the public might benefit from the Rosicrucians’ knowledge, so that they were now seeking good men.

The Fama Fraternitatis presented the legend of a German doctor and mystic philosopher referred to as “Frater C.R.C.” (It’s identified later in a third manifesto as Christian Rosenkreuz, or “Rose-cross”). The year 1378 is presented as being the birth year of “Our Christian Father”, and it is stated that he lived 106 years. After studying in the Middle East under various masters, possibly adhering to Sufism, he was unable to spread the knowledge he had acquired to any prominent European figures. Instead, he gathered a small circle of friends/disciples and founded the Rosicrucian Order (this can be deduced to have occurred around 1407).

Rosicrucianism is a philosophical secret society said to have been founded in late medieval Germany by Christian Rosenkreuz. It holds a doctrine or theology “built on esoteric truths of the ancient past”, which “concealed from the average man, provide insight into nature, the physical universe and the spiritual realm.” Rosicrucianism is symbolized by the Rosy Cross or Rose Cross.

Between 1607 and 1616, two anonymous manifestos were published, first in Germany and later throughout Europe. These were the Fama Fraternitatis RC (The Fame of the Brotherhood of RC) and the Confessio Fraternitatis (The Confession of the Brotherhood of RC). The influence of these documents, presenting a “most laudable Order” of mystic-philosopher-doctors and promoting a “Universal Reformation of Mankind”, gave rise to an enthusiasm called by its historian Dame Frances Yates the “Rosicrucian Enlightenment”.

Rosicrucian manifestos opposed Roman Catholicism and its preference for dogma over empiricism, similar to texts authored by the Protestant Reformer Martin Luther. They traced their philosophy and science to the Moors, asserting that it had been kept secret for 120 years until the intellectual climate might receive it.

Early seventeenth-century occult philosophers such as Michael Maier, Robert Fludd and Thomas Vaughan interested themselves in the Rosicrucian world view. According to historian David Stevenson it was also influential to Freemasonry as it was emerging in Scotland. In later centuries, many esoteric societies have claimed to derive their doctrines, in whole or in part, from the original Rosicrucians. Several modern societies have been formed for the study of Rosicrucianism and allied subjects.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosicrucianism

 

My name is Salestian Michaels. I’m currently employed by the ‘Philadelphia Sunny Globe Newspaper Organization and International News Network.’ I was born and raised in South Philly, the heart and soul of ‘Mafiosi Life.’ Angel Brondidi and Nick the Needle ran it all when they weren’t at odds with one another.

I was there when Captain Willis Samuel and National Forestry Service Ranger Commander Gerald Glenn confronted and eradicated the monster beast in the park. I didn’t like Glenn very much, although I admired him. He was damn good at what he did. It was his woman that I liked…loved and wanted.

 

Yeah, she was something else. Genailia put the whammy on me at the zoo. She definitely whipped my ass in that booth. But man, just to get the opportunity to be near her, to feel her voluptuously warm and supple body and that magnificent ass close to mine…was worth it. I guess I really shouldn’t have grinded on her ass though. I thought she might like it. I was wrong. I’m still searching for a way to apologize. They’re somewhere up in the Yukon or Alaska nowadays. I do hope that she gets back this way.

 

I wasn’t happy with the hospital bills either.

 

The ‘Dungeon Queen’ case hasn’t come to trial yet. And the Fairmount Park Rapist case was never solved – it’s still wide open, soon to become a cold case.

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There’s been some talk around town and throughout the buildings downtown of something else. Rather than the beast, although that story will remain on many lips for a long, long, time; another frightful occurrence screams for resolve. Apparently, ‘The Wissahickon Kelpius Society’ is being looked at. There appears to be some sort of mystery surrounding missing kids and some dark robed monks…of course I had to twist a few wrists and ring a couple of ears in order to get the case. Albeit, my curiosity abounds with the want of knowledge about these characters and the missing kids, I wanted to be paid for the research and story as well.

 

Paying close attention to the ‘scuttle-butt,’ gossip, and rumors about, I remember hearing something about an occultist and his group back in history class. It was something about George Washington and a mystic back in the 16th or 17th century. It was during, I think, the French-American and British war of the colonies. The old mansions in Germantown reflect upon the general’s visit along with the French leader, Lafayette.

The mansions along ‘The Great Road’ held a complete and authenticated history of events from back then.

What I do know up to this point is what has been said, stored, and recorded:

 

~ “The Battle of Germantown” occurred at the Cliveden Manor. “It was also the country home of Pa. Chief Justice Benjamin Chew. On October 4, 1777, a British regiment occupied Cliveden and defended it from full assaults by the Colonials. Over 70 soldiers died on these grounds. Although it was an American defeat, Washington’s bold strategy helped to win French aid for the cause of independence.” – “The First Protest Against Slavery was here in 1688, at the home of Tunes Kunders, an eloquent protest was written by a group of German Quakers. Signed by Pastorius and three others, it preceded by 92 years Pennsylvania’s passage of the nation’s first state abolition law.” ~

 

What began as a summer retreat, to a colonial landmark, became the site of a viciously nasty war, “The Battle of Germantown.” Many have wondered if this was an accident in history.

 

The peak of the “Rosicrucianism furor” was reached when two mysterious posters appeared on the walls of Paris in 1622 within a few days of each other. The first said “We, the Deputies of the Higher College of the Rose-Croix, do make our stay, visibly and invisibly, in this city (currently Philadelphia)”, and the second ended with the words “The thoughts attached to the real desire of the seeker will lead us to him and him to us.”

 

The legendary first manifesto, Fama Fraternitatis Rosae Crucis, (1614) inspired the works of Michael Maier (1568–1622) of Germany; Robert Fludd (1574–1637) and Elias Ashmole (1617–1692) of England; Teophilus Schweighardt Constantiens, Gotthardus Arthusius, Julius Sperber, Henricus Madathanus, Gabriel Naudé, Thomas Vaughan and others. In Elias Ashmole’s Theatrum Chimicum britannicum (1650) he defends the Rosicrucians. Some later works impacting Rosicrucianism were the Opus magocabalisticum et theosophicum by George von Welling (1719)–of alchemical and paracelsian inspiration—and the Aureum Vellus order Goldenes Vliess by Hermann Fictuld in 1749.

 

Before William Penn and the Mayflower, the Native Americans lived on the land now known as the United States of America. Here in the northwest, the Philadelphia-Germantown area is where the Quakers settled to farm and establish businesses. They were mostly of German descent, hence the name Germantown.

This area was also a haven for runaway slaves. “The Underground Railroad” ran through this region of the country as well. There existed a number of “Safe-Houses” for escaped African-American Slaves (not known then as African Americans) such as, The Mennonite Meeting House and the Johnson House. The route to freedom for Black people often led to Canada, although a number of African descendants decided to settle in Germantown where they felt safe from persecution.

The great-great grandfather of Chief Justice Benjamin Chew (1772-1810), John Chew arrived in Virginia from England in 1622. The Chew family and the Penn Family were friends and business associates. The protégé of Penn, Benjamin Chew was legal counsel to the Penns’ and eventually family tied by way of marriage of Chew and Penn offspring. The two families also had ties with other prominent families in Pennsylvania and other colonial settlement areas.

 

It took Chief Justice Chew four years to complete construction of the Cliveden (1763-1767). The house was named after a mansion that Chew admired. The Cliveden was specifically designed to become a summer retreat from the home in the city, Philadelphia, six miles away.

 

‘Philadelphia was then the capital of Pennsylvania!’

 

Michael Maier was appointed Pfalzgraf (Count Palatine) by Rudolf II, Holy Roman Emperor and King of Hungary and King of Bohemia. He also was one of the most prominent defenders of the Rosicrucians, clearly transmitting details about the “Brothers of the Rose Cross” in his writings. Maier made the firm statement that the Brothers of R.C. exist to advance inspired arts and sciences, including alchemy. Researchers of Maier’s writings point out that he never claimed to have produced gold, nor did Heinrich Khunrath or any of the other ′Rosicrucianists′. Their writings point toward a symbolic and spiritual alchemy, rather than an operative one. In a combination of direct and veiled styles, these writings conveyed the nine stages of the involutive-evolutive transmutation of the threefold body of the human being, the threefold soul and the threefold spirit, among others esoteric knowledge related to the “Path of Initiation”.

 

In his 1618 pamphlet, Pia et Utilissima Admonitio de Fratribus Rosae Crucis, Henrichus Neuhusius wrote that the Rosicrucians departed for the east due to European instability caused by the start of the Thirty Years’ War. In 1710, Sigmund Richter, founder of the secret society of the Golden and Rosy Cross, also suggested the Rosicrucians had migrated eastward. In the first half of the 20th century, René Guénon, a researcher of the occult, presented this same idea in some of his works. An eminent author of the 19th century, Arthur Edward Waite, presented arguments contradicting this idea. It was in this fertile field of discourse that many Rosicrucian societies arose. They were based on the occult, inspired by the mystery of this “College of Invisibles”. Frater C.R.C. – Christian Rose Cross (symbolical representation)

The literary works of the 16th and 17th centuries were full of enigmatic passages containing references to the Rose Cross.

 

“The Revolutionary War” has many chapter levels throughout for the fight for independence from England. The “Battle of Germantown” was a bitter defeat for the American army. The Chews reportedly were not at the house during the battle.

 

Mr. Chew was in exile during the battle, after an arrest warrant was issued. Even though he lived in America, he was British. His loyalties to America were called to question.

 

The “Mischianza” was held at the Walnut Grove, May 18th, 1778, honoring the farewell of General Sir William Howe. He was scheduled to return to London, England. Two of the Chew girls were escorted by Brits to the Ball. The ‘Mischianza’ was a festive occasion with a mock tournament of medieval knights, their squires, and pages; in jousting events, dancing, colorful fireworks displays, and an elaborate banquet.

 

‘Blair McClenachan’ (owned the mansion thru 1779-1797), lived in Philadelphia during the war, he made most of his fortune by outfitting privateers. This man also had political aspirations. Mr. McClenachan held republican sympathies with France while serving the democratic society in Philadelphia. Like Chew, he also used Cliveden as a summer retreat. While he and his family resided at the Cliveden, McClenachan suffered economic reverses. He sold off all his land investments, Cliveden being the last property to go. However, before that he entertained some prominent individuals during his tenure at Cliveden. The English translator of the “Marquis de Chastellux” was one such visitor; General Washington was another.

 

The war began to change its’ tide in favor of the Americans by late spring, 17178. Mr. Chews’ exile-imprisonment came to an end.

 

The ‘Civil War,’ ‘Slavery,’ ‘The Emancipation Proclamation’ – the ring of freedom for all Black People and People of Color, leaps into mind with a powerful explosion of pride and passion. The painting, “Storming the Chew House,” also promotes a vivid glance of history.

 

This “College of Invisibles,” the idea of such an order, exemplified by the network of astronomers, professors, mathematicians, and natural philosophers in 16th-century Europe promoted by such men as Johannes Kepler, Georg Joachim Rheticus, John Dee and Tycho Brahe, gave rise to the Invisible College. This was the precursor to the Royal Society founded in 1660. It was constituted by a group of scientists who began to hold regular meetings to share and develop knowledge acquired by experimental investigation. Among these were Robert Boyle, who wrote: “the cornerstones of the Invisible (or as they term themselves the Philosophical) College, do now and then honour me with their company…”; John Wilkins and John Wallis, who described those meetings in the following terms: “About the year 1645, while I lived in London (at a time when, by our civil wars, academical studies were much interrupted in both our Universities), … I had the opportunity of being acquainted with divers worthy persons, inquisitive natural philosophy, and other parts of human learning; and particularly of what hath been called the New Philosophy or Experimental Philosophy. We did by agreements, divers of us, meet weekly in London on a certain day and hour, under a certain penalty, and a weekly contribution for the charge of experiments, with certain rules agreed amongst us, to treat and discourse of such affairs.

 

According to Jean Pierre Bayard, two Rosicrucian-inspired Masonic rites emerged toward the end of 18th century, the Rectified Scottish Rite, widespread in Central Europe where there was a strong presence of the “Golden and Rosy Cross”, and the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite, first practiced in France, in which the 18th degree is called Knight of the Rose Croix.

 

The change from “operative” to “speculative” Masonry occurred between the end of the 16th and the beginning of the 18th century. Two of the earliest speculative Masons for whom a record of initiation exists were Sir Robert Moray and Elias Ashmole. Robert Vanloo states that earlier 17th century Rosicrucianism had a considerable influence on Anglo-Saxon Masonry. Hans Schick sees in the works of Comenius (1592–1670) the ideal of the newly born English Masonry before the foundation of the Grand Lodge in 1717. Comenius was in England during 1641.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosicrucianism

 

During the late 19th and early 20th centuries, various groups styled themselves Rosicrucian. The diverse groups who link themselves to a “Rosicrucian Tradition” can be divided into three categories: Esoteric Christian Rosicrucian groups, which profess Christ; Masonic Rosicrucian groups such as Societas Rosicruciana; and initiatory groups such as the Golden Dawn and the Ancient Mystical Order Rosae Crucis (AMORC).

 

According to Masonic writers, the Order of the Rose Cross is expounded in a major Christian literary work that molded the subsequent spiritual views of the western civilization, The Divine Comedy (ca. 1308–1321) by Dante Alighieri.

 

‘Philadelphia was then the capital of Pennsylvania!’

 

Philadelphia was a bustling town. Everything came out of and through the city of “Brotherly-Love,” such as, mail, business transactions, shipping, etc.

 

The ‘Yellow Plague’ drove the Chews to reside full-time in the sleepy rural farming community.

 

The Chews were among several wealthy families in the region. Not only was Ben Chew a protégé of Penn, he was a prominent Philadelphia lawyer-jurist and served as a representative of the three lower counties of Delaware, Maryland, and Connecticut. Later, his service led to a political career.

 

With the “Great-Road” (Germantown Avenue), the view of the mansion was majestic. Its’ majestic stance was not obstructed by tall trees and shrubbery, as it stood atop a hill, basically, alone in those days. The year 1777 marked the ‘Battle of Germantown’ between British and American troops. British Commander Colonel Thomas Musgrave, head of the British regiment, quartered in the house of the Chews, while his troops bivouacked behind the orchards of the Cliveden. The house was placed under British protection.

 

General Washington’s troops marched down from the ‘Skippack’ farming area through Chestnut Hill and into Germantown on October 4th, 1777. During the dark early morning, with visibility at a minimum, the fog thickened sky was enhanced by thickening smoke of cannon and musket fire.

 

The ‘Order of The Dracul’…from Romania to Carfax Abbey!

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The name Dracula was the patronym (Drăculea) of the descendants of Vlad II of Wallachia, who took the name “Dracul” after being invested in the Order of the Dragon in 1431. In the Romanian language, the word dracul (Romanian drac “dragon” + -ul “the”) can mean either “the dragon” or, especially in the present day, “the devil”.

 

Bram Stoker’s fictional Dracula attracted popular attention. During his main reign (1456–1462), “Vlad the Impaler” is said to have killed from 40,000 to 100,000 European civilians (political rivals, criminals, and anyone he considered “useless to humanity”), mainly by impaling. The sources depicting these events are records by Saxon settlers in neighbouring Transylvania, who had frequent clashes with Vlad III. Vlad III is revered as a folk hero by Romanians for driving off the invading Ottoman Turks, of which his impaled victims are said to have included as many as 100,000.

 

Vlad the Impaler; Historically, the name “Dracula” is derived from a Chivalric order called the Order of the Dragon, founded by Sigismund of Luxembourg (then king of Hungary) to uphold Christianity and defend the Empire against the Ottoman Turks. Vlad II Dracul, father of Vlad III, was admitted to the order around 1431, after which Vlad II wore the emblem of the order and later, as ruler of Wallachia, his coinage bore the dragon symbol, from which the name “Dracula” is derived. People of Wallachia only knew voievod (king) Vlad III as Vlad Teppes (the Impaler). The name “Dracula” became popular in Romania after publication of Stoker’s book. Contrary to popular belief, the name Dracula does not translate to “son of the devil” in Romanian, which would be “pui de drac”.

 

“Who was it but one of my own race who as Voivode crossed the Danube and beat the Turk on his own ground? This was a Dracula indeed! Woe was it that his own unworthy brother, when he had fallen, sold his people to the Turk and brought the shame of slavery on them! Was it not this Dracula, indeed, who inspired that other of his race who in a later age again and again brought his forces over the great river into Turkey-land; who, when he was beaten back, came again, and again, though he had to come alone from the bloody field where his troops were being slaughtered, since he knew that he alone could ultimately triumph!”

~ Bram Stoker~

 

The Order of the Dragon (Latin: Societas Draconistarum, lit. “Society of the Dragonists”) was a monarchical chivalric order for selected nobility, founded in 1408 by Sigismund who was King of Hungary (r. 1387–1437) at the time and later became Holy Roman Emperor (r. 1433–1437). It was fashioned after the military orders of the Crusades, requiring its initiates to defend the cross and fight the enemies of Christianity, in particular the Ottoman Empire.

 

The Order flourished during the first half of the 15th century, primarily in Germany and Italy. After Sigismund’s death in 1437, its importance declined in Western Europe, but after the Fall of Constantinople in 1453, it continued to play a role in Hungary, Croatia, Wallachia and Serbia which bore the brunt of the Ottoman incursions.

 

In 1396, Pope Boniface IX proclaimed a crusade against the Ottomans, and a campaign was organized to recapture the fortress and put a halt to the Ottoman expansion. Sigismund was nominally in charge; however, in the 1396 Battle of Nicopolis the French leader, John of Nevers, commanded the French half of the forces and ignored Sigismund’s entreaties by charging the Turks. About 15,000 crusaders died with only a few leaders, including Sigismund, escaping. Sigismund returned to Hungary in 1401 and, facing a number of revolts, gradually resumed control and re-asserted himself as the King of Hungary. This was achieved by allying himself with the political party of Stibor of Stiboricz, Nicholas II Garay, and Hermann II of Celje, in return for their military support, which enabled him to fight off domestic rivals. Sigismund campaigned against the Croats and Bosnians, which culminated in 1408 with the Battle of Dobor—fought for the possession of Bosnia—and a massacre of noble families.

 

Vlad II (born August 30, 1400), known as Vlad Dracul (English: Vlad the Dragon), was a voivode (English: duke) of Wallachia. He reigned from 1436 to 1442, and again from 1443 to 1447. He was the father of Mircea II, Vlad Călugărul (English: Vlad the Monk), Vlad III Dracula, who became posthumously known by the epithet Țepeș (English: the Impaler), and Radu III the Beautiful.

 

Vlad II received the surname Dracul in 1431, after being inducted into the Order of the Dragon, founded in 1408 by the King Sigismund of Hungary (the later Holy Roman Emperor), as part of a design to gain political favor from the Catholic Church and to aid in protecting Wallachia against the Ottoman Empire.

 

Vlad II Dracul was a member of the House of Drăculești lineage, and son of Mircea “the Old”, Voivoide of Walachia, and was known to have murdered members of the rival princely House of Dănești, a not-so-distant relation to his own father’s House of Basarab, and gained power in Wallachia, upon returning from exile in Transylvania in 1436.

 

The identity of Vlad’s first wife is unknown. His second wife, Princess (Cneajna) Vasilissa of Moldavia, was the eldest daughter of Alexandru cel Bun and paternal aunt of Stephen the Great of Moldavia.

 

Of his legitimate children, Mircea was the eldest, his mother’s identity being unknown. Vlad Călugărul was the product of Vlad and one of his mistresses, a Wallachian noblewoman called Călțuna. Vlad Țepeș and Radu were children of his marriage with Vasilissa of Moldavia.

 

Vlad, having numerous mistresses, also fathered several illegitimate children, including another son named Mircea (the name Mircea being a family favorite due to Vlad’s father, Mircea cel Bătrân, a popular Wallachian voivode).

 

In 1431, Vlad Dracul’s brother Alexandru I Aldea took the throne from Dan II, the latter having held it on and off since 1420. In 1436, following Alexandru I Aldea’s death from illness, Vlad Dracul ascended the throne.

 

Mircea II ascended to the throne in 1442, as Vlad Dracul was in the Ottoman court negotiating for support from the Ottomans in an effort to better defend his rule against John Hunyadi, the voivode of Transylvania. Following the battle of Marosszentimre (Romanian Sântimbru) in 1442, Hunyadi forcefully entered Wallachia and forced Dracul to submit.[2] In 1443, Mircea II was ousted from the throne by an invading army led by Hunyadi, and was forced to flee. Hunyadi placed Basarab II, son to Dan II, on the throne. However, Basarab II held the throne for only a short time, losing it within a year to Vlad Dracul, supported by armies of the Ottoman Empire. Vlad Dracul had made a treaty with the Ottomans insuring that he would give them annual tribute, as well as sending Wallachian boys to them yearly to be trained for service in their armies.

 

Mircea II supported his father, but did not support his politics with the Ottoman Empire. Mircea II led Wallachian forces in a successful campaign against the Ottomans with the full knowledge of his father, but with neither support nor opposition from him. An able military commander, Mircea II successfully recaptured the fortress of Giurgiu in 1445. However, in yet another treaty with the Ottomans, his father allowed the Ottomans to again have control of the fortress in an effort to retain their support of his having the throne, and in an effort to keep his two captive sons safe.

 

In 1443, the new King of Hungary, Ulaszlo I (also King of Poland as Władysław III Warneńczyk), launched the Varna campaign against the Ottoman Empire, under the command of Hunyadi, in an effort to drive the Turks out of Europe. Hunyadi demanded that Vlad II fulfill his oath as a member of the Order of the Dragon and a vassal of Hungary: Vlad was commanded to join the campaign but declined.

 

Pope Eugene IV absolved Dracul of his promise, but demanded that he send his son Mircea II instead (it is likely that Vlad II had originally denied the request in an effort to prevent his sons from being convoked). The Christian army was destroyed in the Battle of Varna; Hunyadi escaped the scene, and was blamed by many, including Mircea II and his father, for the debacle. This marked the start of hostilities between Hunyadi on one side and Vlad Dracul and his eldest son on the other.

 

In December 1447, boyars in league with the Hungarian regent, John Hunyadi, rebelled against Vlad Dracul II and beheaded him in the marshes near Bălteni. Mircea, Dracul’s eldest son and heir, was blinded and buried alive at Târgoviște.

 

“The stranger, blessed to deliver the ‘New World’ to its destiny, is George Washington. The year is 1774. This data is from text discovered in the ‘Library of Congress,’ by an occult historian. His name is George Ballard.

His account is one of many legends inspired by a 17th century monk by the name of ‘Johannes Kelpius of Transylvania.’

He led a mystical and mysterious cult under the guise of religion. The so-called religious order was housed in the woods of Northwest Philadelphia. The meditations commenced and continued undisturbed and unmolested from about 1694 to 1708, Johannes’s death, into and beyond current day society.

Ballard believes the members of the religious order in the Wissahickon-Valley Green woods of Roxborough – Chestnut Hill – Germantown – Mount Airy vicinity and woodland still reside there to this very day. For the past three centuries, Dracula has reigned supreme in tales of darkness and blood-feasting. But the gothic and mysterious romance and blending ooze of hard facts tainted with fanaticism, has indeed planted the seed of intrigue into the minds of historians and imagination of people who believe in the mystical magical powers possessed in Kelpius and his ‘Philosopher’s Stone.’

The stone is an alchemical substance that has the ability to turn lead into gold.

 

Shady dealings and romance was the lore spun of Kelpius. His spiritual teachings were reminiscent of ‘Zen Buddhism.’

Kelpius was reportedly born in or about 1667 in Europe. His home town is currently known as ‘Sighisoara, Romania’ – where religious infighting fueled a protestant reformation. It was a devastating rift in European civilization.

 

Kelpius was reportedly born in or about 1667 in Europe. His home town is currently known as ‘Sighisoara, Romania’ – where religious infighting fueled a protestant reformation. It was a devastating rift in European civilization.

 

Johannes was schooled in Bavaria (Germany) where he earned a doctorate in liberal arts. He became infatuated with a radical form of Lutheranism, deism. The order rejected the church and religious hierarchy. ‘The Society of The Women in the Wilderness, a band of forty or so like-minded followers, of which he came to lead, advocated a direct relationship with God.

Kelpius thought this devoted group that the world would end is the year 1694, when Heaven merges with Earth.

Kelpius believed the catastrophe would begin in the wilderness of Philadelphia. A vessel was chartered for the journey across the Atlantic to the Americas.

 

Sparking the imagination, romantic novelists and poets began to take notice of the monks. Their hermit lifestyle fascinated one particular writer who happened to be a friend of ‘Edgar Allan Poe.’ His name is George Lippard.

Mr. Lippard wrote of the monks. He is quoted as saying “The Wissahickon Valley, outside of Philadelphia City, is a hot-bed of eerie activity.” He wrote and published a string of books accounting for the occult practices of witchcraft, devils, spells, and debauchery.

 

Researching and tracing the truth is what I’m after, not fables, legends, and flowery prose. I seek truth and facts. It appears, thought Sally while sitting behind his desk, the more I dig into this so-called legend, the murkier it seems to become.

When I went to the public library, the records were partly vague. I’ve discovered that hermits tend not to keep copious records if any at all. I’ve successfully been able to dig up third and second hand accounts coupled with a few generations of opaque comments and opinions on the legend by nearby residents and family members.

I knew then that I had to dig a bit deeper. Little did I know this intrepid trip would take my research and investigation to Transylvania, Romania, Africa, Istanbul, Morocco, Italy, and back to the States?

 

One resident of the Roxborough neighborhood who’s residence was near the Ridge Avenue, Port Royal Avenue, and Henry Avenue intersection told me of a man who went walking in the woods; like many who visit the Wissahickon – Valley Green trails. He spoke of how the man stumbled upon a prayer meeting of sorts. He began the tale with a recollection of another individual who transplanted from Europe to the States near or around the same era as Johannes. He didn’t remember his name.

“Like his father and grandfather, this descendent of Attila also remained in seclusion and clandestined shrouds of secrecy and darkness near the ‘Bells Mills Road’ area.

The man, a rather large and tall Black; a Nubian born prince to the best of my knowledge, was hardly seen out in the bright of day.” He continued saying, about thirty years ago, I remember hiking through the park near Hermits Lane in Roxborough when I heard a ghostly singing nearby. There was another man walking not far in front of me. He noticed the bizarre happenings as well.

We heard “Rom mom, rom mom mom.” The chanting chorus resounded over and over again.” The speaking man continued, “It was gloriously creepy.” Following the sounds of singing and chanting, we came upon an equally, if not more, creepy sight. We saw a circle of figures huddled around a large yawning stone portal embedded in the hillside. Immediately, I, we recognized who they were.”

 

“We killed 23,884 Turks without counting those whom we burned in homes or the Turks whose heads were cut by our soldiers. I have killed peasants, men and women, old and young. They lived in Oblucitza and Novoselo, where the Danube flows into the sea. And yes, High up to such places as Samovit and Ghighen as well as up to Rahova, which is located near Chilia, from the lower Danube; thus, your highness, know this, I have broken the peace with Sultan Mehmed II.”

 

The rain fell hard and steady upon the makeshift gallows. The hangman’s noose was fitted snugly around the neck of the valiant warrior. He did not blink or whimper. His tall well-muscled, cut and bloodied frame, stood still…disciplined, proud, and godlike. One could think him frozen.

 

Of noble blood was he, this majestic warrior and usurper. Oh yes, the princely throat was custom fitted; the captured neck had twice before escaped sudden and intended death. The warrior prince, somehow, escaped the axe man’s blade and the finalizing guillotine.

 

In December 1447, boyars in league with the Hungarian regent John Hunyadi rebelled against Vlad II Dracul and killed him in the marshes near Balteni. Mircea, Dracul’s eldest son and heir, was blinded and buried alive at Târgovi. To prevent Wallachia from falling into the Hungarian fold, the Ottomans invaded Wallachia and put young Vlad III on the throne. However, this rule was short-lived as Hunyadi himself now invaded Wallachia and restored his ally Vladislav II, of the Daneti clan, to the throne.

 

Vlad fled to Moldavia, where he lived under the protection of his uncle, Bogdan II. In October 1451, Bogdan was assassinated and Vlad fled to Hungary. Impressed by Vlad’s vast knowledge of the mindset and inner workings of the Ottoman Empire as well as his hatred of the new sultan Mehmed II, Hunyadi reconciled with his former rival and made him his advisor.

 

Vlad considered the boyars the chief cause of the constant strife as well as of the death of his father and brother. To secure his rule, he had many leading nobles killed and gave positions in his council, traditionally belonging to the greatest boyars, to persons of obscure origins, who would be loyal to him alone, and some to foreigners.

For lower offices, Vlad preferred knights and free peasants to boyars. In his aim of fixing up Wallachia, Vlad issued new laws punishing thieves. Vlad treated the boyars with the same harshness, believing them guilty of weakening Wallachia through their personal struggles for power.

 

During his life Vlad wrote his name in Latin documents as Wladislaus Dragwlya, vaivoda partium Transalpinarum (1475). His Romanian patronymic Dragwlya (or Dragkwlya) Dragulea, Dragolea, Draculeais a diminutive of the epithet Dracul “the Dragon” carried by his father Vlad II, who in 1431 was inducted as a member of the Order of the Dragon, a chivalric order founded by Sigismund of Hungary in 1408. Dracul is the Romanian definite form, the -ul being the suffigated definite article (deriving from Latin ille). The noun drac “dragon” itself continues Latin draco. In Modern Romanian, the word drac has adopted the meaning of “devil” (the term for “dragon” now being balaur or dragon).

 

This has led to misinterpretations of Vlad’s epithet as characterizing him as “devilish”. Vlad’s moniker of epe (“Impaler”) identifies his favorite method of execution. It was attached to his name posthumously, in ca.1550.

 

The gloomy rain-filled air went from gray to black in a hurry. The sound of leathery flapping night-wings filed the darkened air. The sound became deafening. The flapping became louder and louder. The fluttering clouded the view of all who could see. There were just too many flailing, flapping, flying wings.

The bronzed warrior son of the nobleman who spit and cursed at God smiled a bedeviling smile. He knew his freedom was a t hand. He would be free to once again drink and spill the blood of the conquered and the ravaged. Oh yes, this bastard half-African descendent was unknown to the sperm-donor father who was infamously despised and feared. The father known to us as “Vlad The Impaler.”

 

‘Vlad Teppes’ victories offer some of the Moorish Villages allowance for momentary relaxation and other physical and mind resting indulgences. A descendent of ‘Attila the Hun,’ Vlad Teppes lost his humanity to false rumors and self-destruction. Vlad held many women in his arms and teeth. His blood lust was only surpassed by the lust within his loins.

 

“Hominis Nocturna!”

 

So what if we existed for real? We haunt your dreams, your movies, your urban legends and your novels. Your children want to be us, emulate us; they dress in their black clothes listen to their melancholy music and wear their precious little fangs. They hang out at clubs and malls pretending to be something that they could not comprehend in a lifetime. Why? Aren’t we supposed to be the essence of evil feeding on living blood, taking lives, the dark spawn of Satan?

 

Would you know us if you met us on a busy street, brushed up against you in a busy store, or sat behind you in a restaurant? I don’t think so. You have spoken to us a hundred times, nodded complacently at us as you passed on a sidewalk, shook our hands at business meetings. You may have even been a lover or a close friend; truth is you know nothing of us. The media has blown us up and misrepresented us for years, we are not all those things you fear, well not all of us at least.

 

In time I hope to educate and place us in a better light, provide you with understanding and with that understanding relax your fears and replace trust. I am known as Ian Christof; Reverend to the vampire church, emissary to the world of the living. Come my sheep let me guide you and keep you safe on this journey to the Darkside…

~  http://miturner70.blogspot.com/2009/10/hominis-nocturna.html ~

 

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~ “The Blood Is The Life!”~

 

 

 

 

 

Til Next Time…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Research, References, and Acknowledgments:

 

“Tepes”

Spawn of The Order Dracul, Gregory V. Boulware, Esq., 7.12.12

 

“When There’s No More Room In Hell”

The Dead Shall Walk The Earth

http://nomoreroominhellwhen.blogspot.com/

 

~ “Demon’s Throat” ~

http://demonsthroathallow.blogspot.com/2011/12/demons-throat.html

https://www.wattpad.com/220154957-demon%27s-throat

http://koobug.com/GregoryVB_Author?p1788

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosicrucianism

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dracula

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Order_of_the_Dragon

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vlad_II_Dracul

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dracula_Untold

 

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“The Hard Way”

By

Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.

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“The human body is more than 60 percent water. Blood is 92 percent water, the brain and muscles are 75 percent water, and bones are about 22 percent water.”

“While most of us make frivolous decisions about the differences and benefits of whether to use ‘Hard-Water or Soft-Water’ to suit our accustomed needs and comforts, there exists a small American Town that has not those luxuries…”

 

President Barack Obama said of the crisis, “What is inexplicable and inexcusable is once people figured out that there was a problem there, and that there was lead in the water, the notion that immediately families weren’t notified; things weren’t shut down. That shouldn’t happen anywhere.”

 

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On many occasions, I have heard many people complain about the rain. They have referred to it as “Bad Weather,” “A Bleak and Dismal Day,” or “It’s Just Horrible Outside With All That Rain!”

My question to you is ‘How Many of You Know of Anyone Who Can Live Without Water?’

 

Can You?

 

Back in the day, there was a movie made about contaminating the drinking water of a selected group of people in order to cull the herd, if not completely eliminating them. How many of you remember the movie “Three The Hard Way?” The film starred ‘Fred Williamson,’ ‘Jim Brown,’ and Jim Kelly.’ I can also recall that I’ve mentioned this film in reference not long ago in another posting. The film suggested a method to a pro-white group and/or groups of how to disseminate the hated target group of people who happened to be of color.

 

The covert scientists who worked for the hate group(s) came up with a chemical that would eradicate only the people of color – particularly ‘Black People!’ All one had to do was add this chemical to the drinking water supply of the targeted group. The hate group who happened to emulate the ‘KKK’ with the arm bands and brown-shirted uniforms of Nazi origins and regimes were dispatched to all of the U.S. cities with large Black populations. They were directed to go out to all the water reservoirs and add the time released chemical into the water at the water treatment plants and facilities.

The heroic threesome, who happened to hear of the plot by an escaped run-away near-dead young Black testing prisoner; took it upon themselves to save the people due to lack of response by the governing officials across the land.

 

If you had no clean, clear, and safe water to consume, what would you do? How would you live? Who would you blame for the catastrophe? How would you right this wrong?

 

In a little town in Michigan, there is an existing water crisis… The majority of its people are Black, Poor-Whites, and many other People of Color. Brother Al Sharpton has mentioned bathing. “It’s not just about the drinking water and the cooking water – what about the bathing water?” Flint Michigan’s water troubles began several years back – 2013 was when this disaster came to light. The governor and his cabinet are said to be the responsible party. The governor has since apologized and taken responsibility. But is it too little too late? Was this horrific situation purely an accident or a sinister and insidious plot to eliminate the problematic people of Flint Michigan and possibly other American cities and towns?

 

How did this come to pass – What caused this situation is the first place?

 

Let us start at the beginning…

 

~ The Flint Water Crisis ~

 

“The Flint water crisis is a drinking water contamination crisis in Flint, Michigan (United States) that started in April 2014.

 

After the change in source from treated Lake Huron water (via Detroit) to the Flint River, the city’s drinking water had a series of problems that culminated with lead contamination, creating a serious public health danger. The corrosive Flint River water caused lead from aging pipes to leach into the water supply, causing extremely elevated levels of lead. As a result, between 6,000 and 12,000 residents had severely high levels of lead in the blood and experienced a range of serious health problems. The water change is also a possible cause of an outbreak of Legionnaires’ disease in the county that has killed 10 people and affected another 77.

 

On November 13, 2015, four families filed a federal class action lawsuit in the United States District Court for the Eastern District of Michigan in Detroit against Governor Rick Snyder and thirteen other city and state officials, and three separate people filed a similar suit in state court two months later, and four more lawsuits were filed after that. Separately, the United States Attorney’s Office for the Eastern District of Michigan and the Michigan Attorney General’s office opened investigations. On January 5, 2016, the city was declared to be in a state of emergency by the Governor of Michigan, before President Obama declared the crisis as a federal state of emergency, authorizing additional help from the Federal Emergency Management Agency and the Department of Homeland Security less than two weeks later.

 

Four government officials—one from the City of Flint, two from the Michigan Department of Environmental Quality, and one from the Environmental Protection Agency—resigned over the mishandling of the crisis, and Snyder issued an apology to citizens, while promising money to Flint for medical care and infrastructure upgrades.”

 

History of Flint water supply:

Before 2014

Return to Detroit water

Lead exposure findings

Possible link to Legionnaires’ disease spike

Inquiries, investigations, resignations, and release of documents

State of emergency and emergency responses

Lawsuits

Political responses

Media and other responses

Celebrity and corporate donations

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flint_water_crisis

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‘Water Crisis in Flint, Michigan, Draws Federal Investigation’

By

Greg Botelho, Sarah Jorgensen and Joseph Netto, CNN

 

“The health effects listed in the class-action suit include: skin lesions, hair loss, and high levels of lead in the blood, vision loss, memory loss, depression and anxiety.

 

Keith John Pemberton and his wife, Jacqueline, who are in their late 60s, allege in court documents that they suffered property damage because of the corrosive water, loss of value in their home, skin lesions and “psychological disorders such as depression, chronic anxiety and an inability to cope with normal stress.” These conditions, according to the suit, were the result of bathing, washing and normal household activities.”

http://www.cnn.com/2016/01/05/health/flint-michigan-water-investigation/

 

‘What Went Wrong In Flint’

By

Anna Maria Barry-Jester

 

“I drank the water for eight or nine months,” John said. “In the poor parts of town, those people drank it for one and a half years. Some still are.”

 

“Today, we know that those health concerns include poisoning from a well-understood neurotoxin: lead. That realization has led to international outrage, protests from Flint residents, and the resignation of several federal, state and local employees, though not as many as some Flint residents would like. More than a year after residents started sounding alarm bells, it’s now clear that employees at the state’s Department of Environmental Quality collected insufficient data and ignored the warning signs visible in what they did collect. In the process, they allowed the residents of Flint to be poisoned.

 

Dozens of Flint’s residents who had been gathering data and information for nearly a year knew something wasn’t right. While state and federal agencies almost obsessively focused on proving that they were meeting federal regulations, rather than taking a deeper look at whether Flint’s drinking water was safe, residents begged them to pay attention to the valuable data they’d collected through their bodies and research. There was power in finally having irrefutable proof, and finally having someone listen.”

http://fivethirtyeight.com/features/what-went-wrong-in-flint-water-crisis-michigan/

 

‘Water Bills in Poisoned Flint an ‘Outrage,’ Attorney General Says’

by

Tracy Connor and Lisa Riordan Seville

 

Michigan’s top prosecutor said Monday that it’s an “outrage” that residents of Flint are being forced to pay for water that’s unsafe to drink — and his office may take action to stop the billing.

 

“Words can barely describe this tragedy. Things went terribly wrong,” AG Bill Schuette said. “I would certainly not bathe a newborn child or a young infant in this bad water and if you can’t drink the bad water you shouldn’t pay for it.”

 

Although the city has now switched back to Detroit’s water supply, health officials say so much damage was done that the water coming out of the taps is still not safe for children in the economically depressed city, where water bills average $140 a month, according to the Flint Journal.

 

Many residents of Flint — where 40 percent of the residents live in poverty and the average household income is just $25,000 — are relying on donated bottled water.

http://www.nbcnews.com/storyline/flint-water-crisis/water-bills-poisoned-flint-outrage-attorney-general-says-n503851

 

“The Heroic Professor Who Helped Uncover The Flint Lead Water Crisis​ Has Been Asked To Fix It!”

 

It was Prof. Marc Edwards, 51, who more than a decade earlier proved, along with an investigation by The Washington Post, that corrosion in the nation’s capital’s pipes had caused lead to seep into the water supply and pass through kitchen faucets and shower heads. After helping to expose that water crisis in 2004, he spent six years challenging the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention to admit they weren’t being honest about the extent of the damage the lead had on children.

 

In 2010 it was proven that the CDC had lied to the public in a misleading report, which falsely claimed lead levels in the water had not posed a health risk to D.C. residents.

 

In April, 2015 a woman named Leeanne Walters, a Flint, Mich., stay-at-home mother who was getting nowhere convincing state and local officials that there was something seriously wrong with the orange-tinted water coming out of her tap. Her family’s hair was thinning. Her son’s skin was red and irritated. They told her the water was perfectly safe. And even months later, when it had been determined there were high traces of lead in her water; the officials shrugged it off as an isolated problem.

 

Desperately, she called Edwards, whom she had read about online. Over the phone, he walked her through how to take her own water samples. The next day she sent them FedEx to Edwards to test. It was the worst lead levels he had ever seen.

 

Bruce Lanphear, a professor at Simon Fraser University and also an expert in lead toxicity, said Edwards not only studies the impact of lead in water, but he makes his testing available to communities in need, like he did in Flint.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/inspired-life/wp/2016/01/26/meet-the-heroic-professor-who-helped-uncover-the-flint-lead-water-crisis/

 

 

“Flint Water Almost Like ‘Gas Chambers for Jews!”

says ‘Al Sharpton!’

http://www.mlive.com/news/flint/index.ssf/2015/03/al_sharptons_national_action_n_2.html

 

“While an investigation is obviously needed, it remains to be seen just how thorough this will be and whether or not there are any conflicts of interest involved. In the meantime, the residents of Flint — majority African-American and 40 percent who are below the poverty line — continue to suffer. Last week, Gov. Rick Snyder stated in an interview that the water crisis was his “Katrina.”

 

“Democratically elected officials were displaced and replaced with emergency management people who cut a deal and sent contaminated river water that corroded pipelines and exposed residents to toxic levels of lead. Gov. Snyder’s administration ignored this problem since 2014, and in terms of direct action, politics and policies, the Flint crisis might just be even worse than Katrina.

In areas like Flint and Detroit, there is a history of emergency managers taking control of Black cities from local authorities. When that local power is taken away from city councils, mayors, etc., the residents have less input over decisions that directly impact them and their neighborhoods. As the citizens of both Flint and Detroit will often say, the emergency managers are more concerned with cutting costs than with the actual welfare of the community. In Detroit, some schools are still suffering both academically and financially after emergency management failed to resolve issues and failed students and their families. In Flint, drinking water became contaminated with lead in April of 2014 and Gov. Snyder did not declare a state of emergency until Jan. 5 of this year. That is simply outrageous and a grave miscarriage of justice.”

 

“If they cannot drink it, cook with it and more, why should they have to pay for it? And who is going to pay for the health costs of all of those impacted by this tragedy? These are long-term issues that must be dealt with, but before we even get to that, the crisis itself must be resolved. The people of Flint are still suffering with no clear answer as to when their water will be safe again. And while we welcome an independent investigation, there must be accountability, period.

 

On February 3, Gov. Snyder will appear before Congress, and many of us will be outside and visible, because the citizens of Flint are not invisible and they deserve justice.”

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/rev-al-sharpton/flint-response—worse-th_b_9070974.html

 

…Meanwhile, here in ‘Philly’:

 

“WEST PHILADELPHIA MAN & FRIENDS TAKE 50K BOTTLES OF WATER TO FLINT!”

By

Chad Pradelli

 

A West Philadelphia man and his friends have taken their own action to make an impact on the Flint water crisis.

 

It started with a phone call.

 

“They said, ‘Hey Neo, we got to do something for Flint, Michigan.’ I said, ‘What do you want to do?'” Nehemiah Davis said.

 

What they’d do – despite a blizzard, despite 600 miles of roadway, and despite little money – is pack two huge trucks with bottled water and deliver it to the people of Flint, who’ve been poisoned by lead tainted water.

 

They made it happen in just a couple of days.

 

“People came up and, literally, we had 500 to 600 cases on the ground. We wound up renting another U-Haul,” Davis said.

 

Nehemia and his partners had an initial goal of delivering 10,000 bottles of water to the needy people of Flint, but instead he delivered 50,000 bottles.

 

“For us to be able to provide them water so their kids could bathe, so their kids could drink, so their kids could brush their teeth with good water, it was just awesome,” Davis said.

 

http://6abc.com/news/west-philly-man-takes-50k-bottles-of-water-to-flint/1176784/

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WATER

 

The transparent colorless liquid, H2O, which falls from the sky as rain, issues from the ground in springs, and composes three-quarters of the Earth’s surface in the form of seas, rivers, and lakes, etc. – Pure water is odorless, tasteless, transparent (although bluish in bulk) and relatively incompressible. It has a high specific heat and poor electrical conductivity. Under standard pressure it freezes (with slight expansion) to ice at 0oC and boils at 100oC giving steam. The density is a maximum at 4oC, where it is taken as exactly 1gm/cm3. Water has the chemical composition H2O, ionizing as H2O=H+OH.

 

WATER AND EARTH

 

Three-quarters of the Earth’s surface is covered with water, yet 98 percent is salt water and not fit for consumption.

Less than one percent of all the water on Earth is freshwater available for human consumption.

 

WATER AND HUMANS

 

*  The human body is more than 60 percent water. Blood is 92 percent water, the brain and muscles are 75 percent water, and bones are about 22 percent water.

 

*  A human can survive for a month or more without eating food, but only a week or so without drinking water.

 

WATER CONSUMPTION

 

*  3.9 trillion gallons of water are consumed in the United States per month. (AWWA Journal, June 2006)

 

*  The average American uses 176 gallons of water per day compared to 5 gallons of water the average African family uses each day. (www.water.org)

 

WATER PRICES

 

“The price of water is increasing–sometimes dramatically–throughout the world,” writes Edwin Clark, II in Earth Policy Institute’s latest report. Over the past five years, municipal water rates have increased by an average of 27 percent in the United States, 45 percent in Australia, 50 percent in South Africa, and 58 percent in Canada. In Tunisia, the price of irrigation water increased fourfold over a decade. Yet consumers rarely pay the actual cost of water. In fact, many governments practically (and sometimes literally) give water away.

 

The average American household consumes about 127,400 gallons of water during a year. Homeowners in Washington, DC, pay about $350 for that amount of water. Buying that same amount of water from a vendor in Guatemala City would cost more than $1,700.

 

The price people pay for water is largely determined by three factors: the cost of transportation from source to user, total demand, and price subsidies. Treatment to remove contaminants also can add to the cost.

 

A key step in moving toward more rational water management is to place a price on water that reflects its value and scarcity. Although pricing water at a reasonable cost can generate political problems in the short run, it can lead to substantial efficiencies in the longer run and eliminate drainage on government budgets. Higher prices will lead households, farmers and industries to use water more efficiently. Just as the oil price shocks of the 1970’s stimulated energy conservation, so too could pricing water to better reflect its real cost stimulate similar conservation efforts.

 

Source: Water prices rising worldwide. (2007, Spring). Resource Action Program.

http://www.waterinfo.org/resources/water-facts

 

 

What if it is true that some para-military-militia group has decided to take matters into their own hands by addressing the “Problem People?” What if the said group(s) has decided that a plan of action…a plan of such magnitude is feasible? Would you believe it? Would Law Enforcement Officials believe it if you went to them with a story such as described in the movie, “Three The Hard Way” or of a similar pre-conceived nature?  

 

~ Do You Believe in the possibility of such a ‘Terroristic Threat?’ ~

 

Water…the liquid gold of life. How we have taken it for granted… What would you do if you were the victim of ‘Flint Michigan’s’ crisis? Would you sue the government, the city, the world? How about the president? …Or would you invest every resource at your command to conserve and find more of the precious life giving fluid?

 

Maybe the next time it rains, snows, hails, or sleets, you will not be so eager to call it bad or foul weather.

 

When was the last time you drank water from the tap? Was it good-tasting? Did it make you sick? What was the color of your tap water if you live in the city? What is its’ color if you live in a rural area of the country? Is the advent of bottled water a pre-conceived plan of some sinister plot or government entity?

 

All of the citizen groups who have banded together and pooled their efforts to help the residents of Flint Michigan and those who suffer a similar circumstance are too be commended for their humanity.

 

The next time you step into the shower and take a drink of nice clean and clear water, think of the folk in Flint Michigan and those around the world who cannot partake the pleasure of plain simple water.

 

 

 

Til Next Time….

 

 

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“Eyes on The Prize”

…The Return of a timeless classic reemerges January 17, 2016 on ‘PBS’ WorldChannel.org 

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The award-winning documentary series Eyes on the Prize tells the definitive story of the civil rights era from the point of view of the ordinary men and women whose extraordinary actions launched a movement that changed the fabric of American life, and embodied a struggle whose reverberations continue to be felt today.

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Eyes on the Prize tells the definitive story of the civil rights era from the point of view of the ordinary men and women whose extraordinary actions launched a movement that changed the fabric of American life, and embodied a struggle whose reverberations continue to be felt today.

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The award-winning documentary series recounts the fight to end decades of discrimination and segregation from the murder of Emmett Till in 1955 to Harold Washington’s Mayoral Win of 1983 in Chicago. This is the story of the people — young and old, male and female, northern and southern — who, compelled by a meeting of conscience and circumstance, worked to eradicate a world where whites and blacks could not attend the same school, ride the same bus, vote in the same election, or participate equally in society. It was a time in which peaceful demonstrators were met with resistance and brutality — a reality that may once have been nearly incomprehensible to many young Americans but is all too undeniable once again today.

 

Through historical interviews and footage, the critically acclaimed Eyes on the Prize traces the civil rights movement from the Montgomery bus boycott to the Voting Rights Act; from early acts of individual courage through the flowering of a mass movement and its eventual split into factions.

 “Narrated by political leader and civil rights activist Julian Bond (1940-2015)”

 http://worldchannel.org/programs/eyes-on-the-prize/

 “When people saw what had happened to my son, men stood up who had never stood up before.” – Mamie Till Bradley, Emmett Till’s mother

 “Emmett Till, an African American teen from Chicago, is visiting relatives in Mississippi when he makes a fatal mistake – he whistles at a white woman, breaking the unwritten laws of the Jim Crow South. Three days later, two white men drag him from bed and brutally murder him. Despite national outrage and the testimony of eyewitnesses including Emmett’s uncle Moses Wright, Mississippi finds the accused not guilty. Safe from being tried twice for the same crime, the men later admit their guilt and describe details of the lynching.

 ~ Till’s death and his killers’ acquittal help ignite the civil rights movement ~

 “…people wanted to continue that boycott. They had been touched by the persecution, the humiliation…they voted for it unanimously…” – Jo Ann Robinson, boycott organizer

 

After Emmett Till’s murder, civil rights activist Rosa Parks is arrested after refusing to give up her seat on a segregated bus in Montgomery, Alabama. Her arrest inspires black leaders to mount a one-day bus boycott with 40,000 people. The success of the event leads to a year-long boycott led by 26-year-old Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. During the time, the bus company suffers economically, bombs are thrown at organizers’ homes, and the white Citizens Council and the Ku Klux Klan hold rallies. At last, a Supreme Court decision integrates the buses; thousands of black riders are on the buses again…sitting where they please.”

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 “”Supreme Court or no Supreme Court, we are going to maintain segregated schools down in Dixie.” – U. S. Senator James Eastland, Democrat from Mississippi

 

Southern whites resist the 1954 Brown v. Board of Education decision, which states that separate school facilities are inherently unequal and orders school integration. Several southern governors lead the way in preventing integration, claiming the federal government is intervening in state matters, and pledge to maintain the South’s traditions and heritage. The NAACP’s legal team files suit to open the doors of public educational institutions to African Americans.

 

– Alabama: In 1956, mob rule and violence are used to keep Autherine Lucy from enrolling in the University of Alabama. A court decision backs her efforts.

 

– Arkansas: In 1957, a group of African American high school students, known as the Little Rock Nine, pass through angry crowds to integrate Arkansas’s Central High School. They are protected by paratroopers dispatched by President Dwight Eisenhower and advised by state NAACP officials.

 

– Louisiana: In 1960, white residents riot over four black girls entering a desegregated first-grade classroom in New Orleans.

 

– Mississippi: In 1936, James Meredith is barred from registering at the University of Mississippi by Governor Ross Barnett. Barnett engages in negotiations with President John Kennedy, who then sends federal marshals to the campus. A mob of segregationists erupts in violence, killing two people and wounding others before the U.S. Army restores order. Ultimately, Meredith will enroll and graduate from the university.

 

~ Virginia: “The governor chooses to close schools rather than allow integration” ~

 http://worldchannel.org/programs/episode/eyes-prize-fighting-back-1957-1962/

 “”The workshops in nonviolence made the difference…the philosophy…the tactics, the techniques, how to…take the blows and still respond with…dignity.” — Reverend C. T. Vivian, Nashville activist

 

Southern cities maintain segregated public facilities like a Greensboro, North Carolina lunch counter, where four black college students stage the first sit-in. The non-violent sit-in movement spreads to 69 cities across the South with black communities organizing economic boycotts and sympathetic Northerners picketing stores. In Nashville, protesters are arrested and attacked but do not retaliate. The bombing of the house of Z. Alexander Looby, a lawyer working with the activists, led to thousands marching to City Hall. Mayor Ben West concedes that lunch counter segregation is wrong and businesses quickly desegregate. Elated with success, students found the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC).

 

“Segregation must be stopped…we’ll take hitting, we’ll take beating. We’re willing to accept death. But we’re going to keep coming…” — Jim Zwerg, Freedom Rider

 

The Supreme Court has twice-banned segregation in interstate travel but Southern states widely ignore the rulings. In May 1961, the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) sends Freedom Riders, mixed-race groups of non-violent volunteers, on bus trips. They meet with violent resistance in Alabama, especially in Birmingham and Montgomery. As violence rages, the U.S. Marshals and Alabama National Guard are called in by President John F. Kennedy and Governor John Patterson, respectively. The Riders continue without violence under protection into Mississippi, but are arrested and sentenced to a maximum-security prison. Over the next few months, 300 riders are arrested and sentenced in Mississippi alone. Ultimately, the Freedom Riders win when the Interstate Commerce Commission bans segregation in interstate travel.”

  http://worldchannel.org/programs/episode/eyes-prize-aint-scared-your-jails-1960-1961/

  “We learned…that you must pinpoint your targets so that you do not dilute the strength of your attack.” – Reverend Wyatt Tee Walker, SCLC leader

 

In Albany, Georgia, the movement experiences what some will call its greatest defeat. The Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) arrives in 1961 to help Black Citizens combat segregation but by year’s end, Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. is asked to provide support to the Albany movement. Police chief Laurie Pritchett, who has studied the non-violent tactics, avoids creating scenes of police brutality, and even arranges for someone to pay King’s and Rev. Ralph Abernathy’s bail so the leaders are not a magnet for unwelcome attention. Conflicts also arise between the SNCC and King’s Southern Christian Leadership Conference (SCLC) over leadership issues. In July 1962, a federal judge issues a restraining order against the protesters, leaving Albany segregated. But Albany’s black community presses on.

 

“The events in Birmingham…have so increased the cries for equality that no city or state or legislative body can prudently choose to ignore them.” — President John F. Kennedy

 

In Birmingham, Alabama, a city notorious for its racial hatred, activists launch Project “C” (confrontation) and Martin Luther King, Jr. writes his “Letter from Birmingham Jail.” By May, activists begin recruiting children to march; 1000 children peacefully protest only to have fire hoses and police dogs turned on them. After five days, 2500 protesters fill the jails, 2000 of them children. Birmingham business leaders make a deal with protesters, promising to desegregate public facilities and begin an employment program. In response, the Klan bombs King’s hotel though he has already left town. The crowd that gathers is beaten by police, leading to a riot and protests in other cities, showing that the non-violent approach has its limits.

 

“Those…, who exhort patience in the name of a false peace, are in fact supporting segregation and exploitation. They would have social peace at the expense of social and racial justice.”

~ A. Philip Randolph, March organizer ~

 

Civil rights leaders plan for a march in Washington, D.C. to demonstrate for jobs and freedom. Through opposition, labor and civil rights leader A. Philip Randolph and Bayard Rustin, organizer of the march’s complex logistics, press ahead. On August 28, 1963, over 200,000 people gather on the National Mall to listen to Martin Luther King, Jr. deliver his “I Have a Dream” speech, declaring, “That my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character…” The March on Washington is a triumph but less than three weeks later; the Ku Klux Klan bombs the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham. Fifteen people are injured and ‘Four Young Girls are killed.’”

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 Discover the unsolved mysteries behind the family stories of political organizer Donna Brazile, actor Ty Burrell and artist Kara Walker as they learn how the legacy of slavery has shaped their identities.

 

In the series “Finding Your Roots,” Harvard scholar Henry Louis Gates, Jr. is helping people discover long-lost relatives hidden for generations within the branches of their family trees. Professor Gates employs a team of genealogists to reconstruct the paper trail left behind by our ancestors while geneticists decode our DNA and help us travel thousands of years into the past to discover the origins of our earliest forebears.

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“Maafa: Life After Conquest”

The Ruin Of A Nation Begins In The Homes Of Its People

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Gregory V. Boulware

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How – Where Is It possible For A Human Being To Have Peace Where There Is No Justice?

 

While many Americans continue to allow themselves to be brainwashed, distracted, and preoccupied with ‘Black Friday’ sales and other deceptive clandestine practices of ripping you off…”Give Me All Your Money!” The killing of another Black Youth sounded the alarm for unification. The focused marchers are ‘Marching’ and the focused protesters are ‘Protesting’ the continuing saga of Black elimination which is once again brought forth.

 

~The Maafa Did Not End With The Emancipation Proclamation~

…It began when the 1st African became shackled to the bottom of a slave ship!

Is there a hidden racial agenda in white America? There are many who believe it is so…

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“Even a man, who is pure of heart and says his prayers by night, may become a wolf when the ‘Wolfsbane’ blooms and the Autumn Moon is bright.”

“You unlock this door with a key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension, a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas…you’ve just crossed over into the ‘Twilight Zone.'”

~Rod Serling~

 

The steady flow of neighborhood customers keep the old lady pretty busy, by day and by night. Oh, did I mention that she was about eighty-four or eighty-five years of age? That was of course back a few years ago.

Well now, here’s another masterpiece by this superlative writer with this latest addition to a collective assortment of goodies. Hallow II presents a wonderful collection of Horror, Thriller, Adventure, and Philosophical wonderlands of Mystical and Physiological Enlightenment.

 

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“God took dust from the ground, and formed man, and inserted in him a spirit and a soul. This man was called “Adam,” which in the Hebrew tongue signifies one that is ‘Red,’ because he was formed out of Red Earth (Africa), compounded together; for of that kind is virgin and True Earth!”

~ Josephus – Moshe/Moses ~

HALLOW II – An Portentous Epoch of Sagacious Redolence and Epiphany

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5.5″ x 8.5″ (13.97 x 21.59 cm)  Full Color on White paper 463 pages

ISBN-13: 978-1518770227  ISBN-10: 1518770223  BISAC: Body, Mind & Spirit / Shamanism

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Hallow II is a follow-up addition to Hallow in its collection of short stories filled with adventure, Science-Fiction, Horror, and thrills.  Here we go again…’another masterpiece by this superlative writer with this latest addition to a collective assortment of goodies.’ Hallow II presents a wonderful collection of Horror, Thriller, Adventure, and Philosophical wonderlands of Mystical and Physiological Enlightenment.

 

~ “A Portentous Epoch of Sagacious Redolence and Epiphany” ~

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“Coincidences, seemingly of a marvelous character, there are few persons who have not, on occasion, been startled. It also goes without saying; even the calmest of thinkers have experienced a vague thrilling half-credence in the supernatural genre.

 

 Speaking of certain, albeit, limited, coincidences, understand that we, Mr. ‘Eddie’ Poe and I, the Editor / Publisher, choose to speak of this topic. In my own heart, I cannot speak of his; there dwells no faith in the praetor nature. In past and probably, future conversations, men will debate the issue of the original intentions of God’s Laws. They may dispute that nature and its God are two. The latter creating the former can, at will, control and/or modify it. Would you not agree, my friend? The insanity of logic has, of course, assumed it is not that the Deity cannot modify his laws, the question is of will. Does man insult God with the imagination of a possible necessity for modification? Mr. Poe espouses the origin of these laws were fashioned to embrace all and every contingency which could lie in the future. All that one would need to do is to pay the strictest and closes attention with unwavering indulgences.

 

 This topic is only referred to as coincidences. It was submitted for my review as ‘Bowery of the Crimson Frock and Flesh – The Poe Report.’”

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“Howl Of An Angel”: ‘HALLOW II’

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 How many times have we all heard this statement when someone is/has been accused or convicted of a crime?

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“A Portentous Epoch of Sagacious Redolence and Epiphany”

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“They say there is no sin in killing a beast, only in killing a man…but where does one begin and the other end – Why is it the so-called educated do not acquire the good sense of knowing better?”

 

“HALLOW II”: A Portentous Epoch of Sagacious Redolence and Epiphany

Or

(A Significant Era of Perceptive Aroma and Vision)

Bowery of the Crimson Frock and Flesh

“Even a man, who is pure of heart and says his prayers by night, may become a wolf when the ‘Wolfsbane’ blooms and the Autumn Moon is bright.”

“One day men will look back and say, I gave birth to the twentieth century”

~Jack The Ripper~

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Coincidences, seemingly of a marvelous character, there are few persons who have not, on occasion, been startled. It also goes without saying; even the calmest of thinkers have experienced a vague thrilling half-credence in the supernatural genre.

Adopted in Paris, the suggestion of the discovery of an assassin are founded in any similarity could quite possibly, produce a very similar result.

Consider the most trifling variation of facts in this supposition. With respect to the latter branch, the two cases might give rise to the most important miscalculations. Thoroughly diverting the eventful courses, a mathematical error in which its own individuality may be inappreciated by a process resulting enormously at variance with the truth. We must not fail in our understanding the calculus of probability, which forbids any ideas of an extension of the parallel effect. In proportion, this parallel has already been long-drawn and exactly on point.

Part Two: “The Wedding Party”

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“We knew we were all doomed…all of us who knew.”

Abberline recalled the statement from one of several interviews with the six whores of ‘Cleveland Street’ in the ‘White Chapel District.’ The funeral of Martha Taibron brought them all to collusion. They needed to join forces for their very survival. They were constantly pursued by McQueen, the pimp of Nickel Street. He extorted money and sexual favors from the street walkers – ladies of the night.

“They were lured with grapes, champagne, and laudanum. And then they were all euthanized.” The inspector spoke in trance-like sentences. “They were transported and dumped.”

The inspector began interviewing professional men. He spoke with doctors, dentists, taxidermists, veterinarians, surgeons, barbers, and butchers to the disapproval, chagrin, and dismay of Scotland Yard High Officials.

 Part Three:

‘Isle Manhattan’ – “The Changeling, Loup Garou”

https://boulwareenterprises.wordpress.com/2014/01/17/hallow-ii-howl-of-an-angel/

 Emissaries brought the names of ‘Duprae’ and ‘Abberline’ to the America’s. Not unlike ‘Sherlock Holmes,’ they had become household names within the law enforcement community. Duprae’s mantra preceded that of his famous colleague. The family crest of Lord Talbot arrived years before them.

The simple process to which he incorporated in solving cases had never before been disclosed to anyone… Not even the Prefect. The sole entity of that demesne is gifted to only me.

Of course, it’s not so surprising that the closed and solvent affairs were regarded as just short of miracles or that Chaunea’s analytical abilities gained his the notoriety and awarded credit on intuition and sagacious insight.

Being frank would have created an atmosphere of prejudice and abuse to every individual who would inquire into his practicum of procedure; his indolent humor forbade any such agitation of a topic whose interest has long ago dissipated. This position in many past times, have found him the attraction of cynical political eyes. The insolvable cases of which he was engaged were requested services at a level above Prefect.

Marie was the only daughter of the widow ‘Estelle Roget (Rogers)’ In France, they were named ‘Roget’ while the American adoption changed it and pronounced it as ‘Rogers.’ Marie’s (she is sometimes called Mary) father died when she was a baby. He was assassinated when she was approximately eighteen months of age. The couple, along with their daughter, resided in a close-nit cul-de-sac community, in Queens. The father kept a flat in Manhattan for business ventures. His death provided the aggrieved ladies a comfortable living.

~Hallow II~

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

~Robert Frost 1923~

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“The Beginning of The End – The Fall of Light”

By

Gregory V. Boulware

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/939504766

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“You have been asking for water for the last hour,” he said.

For a moment we were silent, taking stock of each other. I daresay he found me a strange enough figure, naked, save for my water-soaked trousers and socks, scalded, and my face and shoulders blackened by the smoke. His face was a fair weakness, his chin retreated, and his hair lay in crisp, almost flaxen curls on his low forehead; his eyes were rather large, pale-blue, and blankly staring. He spoke abruptly, looking vacantly away from me.

“This must be the beginning of the end,” he said, interrupting me. “The end! The great and terrible day of the Lord!” When the men shall call upon the mountains and the rocks to fall upon them and hide them – hide them from the face of Him that sitteth upon the throne!”

I began to understand the position. I ceased my labored reasoning, struggled to my feet, and standing over him, laid my hand on his shoulder.

“Be a man!” said I, “You are scared out your wits! What good is religion if it collapses under calamity? Think of what earthquakes and floods, wars and volcanoes, have done before to men! Did you think God had exempted Weybridge? He is not an insurance agent.”

For a time he sat in blank silence.

“But how can we escape?” he asked, suddenly. “They are invulnerable, they are pitiless.”

“Neither the one nor, perhaps, the other,” I answered. “And the mightier they are the more sane and wary should we be. One of them was killed yonder not three hours ago.”

“Killed1” he said, staring about him. “How can God’s ministers be killed?”

“I saw it happen.” I proceeded to tell him. “We have chanced to come in for the thick of it,” said I, “and that is all.”

“What is that flicker in the sky?” he asked abruptly.

I told him it was the heliograph signaling – that it was the sign of human help and effort in the sky.

“We are in the midst of it,” I said, “quiet as it is. That flicker in the sky tells of the gathering storm. Yonder, I take it, are the Martians, and Londonward, where those hills rise about Richmond and Kingston and the trees give cover, Earthworks are being thrown up and guns are being placed. Presently the Martians will be coming this way again.”

And even as I spoke he sprang to his feet and stopped me by a gesture.

“Listen!” he said.

From beyond the low hills across the water came the dull resonance of distant guns and a remote weird crying. Then everything was still. A cockchafer came droning over the hedge and past us. High in the west the crescent moon hung faint and pale above the smoke of Weybridge and Shepperton and the hot, still splendor of the sunset.

“We had better follow this path,” I said, “northward.”

Gene Barry was the starring hero from the classic ‘War of The Worlds’ by Herbert George Wells back in the sixties when I was a little boy. The bombs screamed across the big screen at the ‘Lehigh Movie Theatre’ on Lehigh Avenue between twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth Streets in North Philadelphia. My two younger brothers, two of the girls who lived next door on Myrtlewood Street; and me were shuttled off by our mothers that early Saturday evening. The ladies had plans of their own. We were shipped out to the movies. Man what a treat. Albeit we were all scared to death, afraid to leave the theatre on many other monster treated and frightful afternoons. I can remember running home, fearing the crossing of darkened alleyways along the route to the safe haven of the domicile. Vampires, Frankenstein’s Monster, Zombies, and Werewolves threatened to jump out and get us if we doddle and lagged behind.

The story, ‘War of the Worlds’ in the novel format takes the reader on a journey during the turn of the twentieth century in Britain. The Americanized movie version has it placed in Las Angeles with shots and scenes from around the globe.

The visionary Martian vessels were described as in the novel. They glowed the green lights and eerie screwing sounds of a mason jar unscrewing. The laser beam of instantaneous destruction managed to destroy and kill any and every living and non-living thing on the planet and in its path. The shadowy white dusty froth laden forms of human beings lay on the grounds and roadways of the countryside exit trails, hopefully leading to safety, played out in the book did make its ghostly presence on the big screen and in the book as well.

The movie version with Mr. Gene (Bat Masterson) Barry remains a classic; the traverse through the countryside of England uncovers a journey of epic endeavor, adventure, and excitement beyond the movie theatre.

“When Earth comes under siege from extraterrestrial invaders, the best and worst of mankind comes out among those struggling to survive.”

Mr. Wells was born in Bromley, Kent on September 21, 1866. He was called ‘Bertie’ by his family. His father was a shopkeeper who was previously a cricketer. After the business failed, his mother was forced to work as a domestic in the nearby country house of ‘Up-Park.’ She desired to return the family back to the middle-class status it had briefly enjoyed. Wells worked as a schoolteacher and a pharmacist. He also studied biology under Thomas Henry Huxley, a vociferous proponent of Charles Darwin’s theory of evolution. This gentleman made an extraordinary impression on him so much so that he returned to teaching completing his course studies and earned his degree. Wells went on with his mastery of the imagination and produced more thought provoking science fiction works in novel format and magazine periodicals as well as a couple of biology textbooks while working for the University Correspondence College.

“Herbert G. Wells published his first novel, The Time Machine to critical and popular acclaim in 1895. He became one of the most prolific writers of his generation. Mr. Wells has explored a vast variety of social, philosophical, and political I thoughts and ideas via the medium of what is described as science fiction.”

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“What was that?”

“I dunno…it’s pretty damned dark out there.”

“Shit man, a big ass bump like that had to be felt for a few blocks around!”

“…Feel anything else?”

“Nah…it was probably some big ass truck or something.”

Aw right, turn the radio up, the Halloween shows are about to start.” The doorbell rang. It was one of those chime-like doorbell ringers. It had a firm but soft tone.

“Damn kids – pain in the ass…where’s the candy?”

“Ho Dude! Listen! It’s Orson Welles! It’s one of his old radio shows – hurry up! Get me a cassette tape, quick!”

Rushing through the house with a cassette tape in hand, he fell over the ottoman sitting near the dining room threshold between there and the kitchen. He managed to get the tape into the recording machine just as the announcer introduced Orson Welles’ Halloween play.

Andre picked up his hot cup of java and prepared to drop a bit of whiskey in it. From the corner of his right eye he thought he’d seen a flash of light. He was reassured by another flash of falling light. This one more prominent that the other. The first one seemed to be a little ways down the road – over on ‘Haines Street.’ The second one seemed to fall a bit closer. It fell with an Earth-shattering boom…right smack in the middle of ‘High Street’ and ‘Baynton Street.’ The neighbors were all running around the corner to see what they thought was a terrible car crash. It wasn’t. It was the apartment building which sat on the northwest corner. The building was gone. What took its place was a monstrous sized gaping hole. The hole almost appeared bottomless at first. Then the rush of creek water sprouted from below. Rumor has it that the majority of this ‘Germantown’ area stood over bedrock and heavily flowing creek-water. The water was much deeper than the basements of houses that were built overhead.

The sidewalk began to crackle and break. The separation caused by the split right down the center of Baynton Street caused the crowds to disperse and run for home. The safety of their families was of extreme paramount.

Another monster boom sounded just around the corner on ‘Walnut Lane.’ The instant flash and boom on the street took out another building. A twin house on the odd numbered side of the street was suddenly and instantaneously gone. Loud noises under the street and greenish glowing lights appeared as the crowds rushed for their homes. The booming became regular. They exploded all around the neighborhood. Parked cars became airborne flying objects of mass destruction. They flew back to Earth as two ton bombs of metal and shrapnel, crushing other cars and several people in meshing. Jet planes flew overhead as police sirens screamed all around. The police cars did not stop in to check on the people, they were fleeing the area enmass.

A father and his three children ran down ‘Germantown Avenue.’ They vanished as one of the flying trash removal and collection trucks descended upon them. Overhead clouds formed and caused the daytime light to take on the appearance of a nighttime sky… The booming thunder, thumping-metal-grinding walking machines, flashing-burning white to blue-green rays, and falling lights burned to ashes anyone and anything it touched…

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Contemplation

Contemplation

By

Gregory V. Boulware

Part Two: “The Wedding Party”

“We knew we were all doomed…all of us who knew.”

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Abberline recalled the statement from one of several interviews with the six whores of ‘Cleveland Street’ in the ‘White Chapel District.’ The funeral of Martha Taibron brought them all to collusion. They needed to join forces for their very survival. They were constantly pursued by McQueen, the pimp of Nickel Street. He extorted money and sexual favors from the street walkers – ladies of the night.

“They were lured with grapes, champagne, and laudanum. And then they were all euthanized.” The inspector spoke in trance-like sentences. “They were transported and dumped.”

The inspector began interviewing professional men. He spoke with doctors, dentists, taxidermists, veterinarians, surgeons, barbers, and butchers to the disapproval, chagrin, and dismay of Scotland Yard High Officials.

“Foreigners are the culprits. They are the ones who are upsetting our economy – The Jews.”

The boasting neuro-surgeon showed pride amongst the gathering of Britain’s finest professional colleagues. This one…this Dr. Farrow, guardian to Sir William Gull; master surgeon and newly ordained member to ‘The Society and Brotherhood of Free Masons – an entity founded by Jews; glared at the inspector as he passed through the dining room of the Masonic Hall.

“It isn’t an Englishman,” said the Scotland Yard Commissioner. “Thank God.”

Dr. Farrow is the attending doctor to the Queen and the Royal Court.

When all had been exposed, the organ collecting masonic avenger lobotomized, the killings subsided. I felt that I was no longer watched by the brotherhood. Albeit, the feeling, the tense feeling of Dred overshadowed what was supposed to be peace. Inspector Abberline was once again summoned to duty. This new danger has shown its face with a sign written in blood.

To the dismay and embarrassment of Scotland Yard, Inspector Abberline did deliver the truth of the matter. He delivered a truth that Scotland Yard decided to disallow. It refused the inspector’s theory from the time he discovered the text. The text in the book was written by the founder of the ‘Free Masons.’

The blood printed sign was directed to the murder investigations by Scotland Yard personnel. The inspector dreaded answering the call. He sure as hell did not intend to go back through the ‘Gates of Hell.’ He fought against evil and won – even though it wasn’t sanctioned by the brotherhood or the royal house or his immediate supervisors.

But, answer the call he did…it was his duty to God and Country. Inspector Abberline arrived on the scene to see the sign first hand.

London Town’s Chief Commissioner was there as well. There was a large contingent of reporters and photographers breezing all about as well.

On the wall, atop the freshly butchered corpse of Mary Kelly’s White Chapel mate…Martha Taibron. The blood-stained message was posted for all to see:

“The Juwes are the men that will not be blamed for nothing”

Abberline argued that the message was written by an educated man. The point was not unlike his investigation findings and determinations.

The higher echelon was well aware of what was done to hide and cover-up the guilt and shame as well as their association with the perpetrator. The guilt of the brotherhood and all its members, including the top commanders of Scotland Yard, and the royal house; they all knew about the secret wedding sanctioned by the Catholic Church and witnessed by the ‘Whores of the White Chapel District.’

The kidnapping of Annie Crook was intent to capture her and Baby Alice. The marriage and the baby posed a direct threat to the bloodline of Queen Victoria. She exploded with anger and ordered the elimination of the two.

“How dare my son marry this thing – this creature – this harlot – this streetwalker whore who is less than the lowest commoner!” The Queen delegated the task to the Lord Chamberlin. The order was then given to Sir William Gull, ex-master neuro-surgeon, member of the Brotherhood, and in service to the Queen. This opportunity served well for the doctor’s alter ego and major organ removal, primarily the offending sexual organs of the streetwalking females of the night. Also entwined within the assignment awaited the open door sanction for revenge. The execution of traitors provided Sir William Gull with great pleasure. He hatched a sinister deed in executing the traitors to mankind and the sanctity of marriage – the abomination of fornication – the elimination of whores and prostitutes.

The assignment specifically called for the deaths of six whores from England’s White Chapel District on Cleveland Street.

The wedding party was of a private nature. Mary, Liz, Kate, Marie, Mitzi, Martha, and Anne Crook, the bride, were all present. They wore their best dresses while Anne was adorned in a brand new white wedding gown of the finest chiffon, silk, and satin. No expense was sparred. She was truly a lovely bride beneath veils of fine woven material and true love.

Prince Eddie donned his majestic white uniform of royalty. The pure silver and golden sashes with breast-pinned medals gleamed and flashed of blinding brilliance. He was accompanied by his most trusted and close assistants. These particular individuals were sworn to the greatest of secrecies. They were all loyal except for one of the most important members of royal service. Sir William Gull was succeeded by Dr. Allan Farrow who personally treated, attended, and reported directly to the Queen.

The head Priest of the Catholic Church presided over the ritual. Baby Alice was born soon after. The Prince and Anne were infatuated with one another. The sexual romance and interludes began at the White Chapel Brothel, run by a sinister, conniving, and snakely individual identified by police and colleagues as ‘McQueen.’

His position was one of ownership over the six whores in attendance. The seventh, Mary Kelly, would soon fall into the fold, one way or another. Mary was independent. She was beginning to succeed in convincing the other girls to stop paying McQueen for their non-existent protection and keep their hard earned earnings for themselves.

Eddie had become an exclusive client to Anne. She wanted for nothing and made sure to look after her sisters of the streets. McQueen had other plans for the women. The protection fees had just been increased. He also knew of the secret marriage.

“It’s in their best interest to pay me. If not, they will never work with their physical abilities again – and could possibly be found dead.”

The body was fresh. The gore of crimson was found just about everywhere in the alley. It pooled and puddled all about the body of the victim. The wounds were nearly invisible to the naked eye. Albeit, sliced with the utmost precision…the precision of a master surgeon. The organs were skillfully removed with no sign of brutal ravaging. Even the killing cut was a work of art.

New York City was not very much unlike Paris. The hustle and bustle of the people mirrored many images of many busy cities across the globe. The rain poured and then misted accompanying a thick cloudy atmosphere. The smell of breakfast delicacies and strong rich coffee permeated the ‘Garment District’ this morning. Duprae and I strolled along 7th avenue just as the Sun poked rays above and over the horizon line and the top edges of buildings and the sparse spreading of greenery.

Chaunea insisted on a ‘walk-about’ just as soon as we could get settled. Our rooms were very cozy indeed. Cozy enough to meet our immediate needs. I meticulously hung my garments with care. We really didn’t know how long we would be visiting the island city. He wanted to familiarize himself with the everyday lifestyles of the city-folk in New York. He did the same thing in Philadelphia once. I recalled our chance meeting in Baltimore while planning the trip to Paris. Was our chance meeting in that obscure library really a chance meeting? I wondered while studying his current movements. The Inspector and I first met in Baltimore City. He’d taken the position of interest in my written works during my employ with one of several news and article agencies. The interest was aroused while perusing an article; one of many publications, concerning a black bird. His reason for the office visit was to place and advertisement in the newspaper of which I was employed.

The beneficial coincidence allowed he and I to become acquaintances…a kindred spirit of sorts. We did become very close friends and eventually, like brothers.

It was highly fascinating to learn, as time progressed, that Chaunea and I thought and felt very much alike. He of course is more advanced, sharper, and keener than I.

I’ve learned and continue to learn very much from him, especially in the art of deduction, rationalization, analyzation, reasoning, and patience.

The ballast and cobble stoned streets appeared and served as they did in the aforementioned metros. The rancid wetness of early morning garbage filled the cool breeze. It caused the sinuses to tingle and the nose to itch as the multi-collaboration of aromas urging face twitching annoyance.

We were not long departed from our sea-going vessel when our American journey got underway. We breakfasted at an eatery near the corner of 34th Street and 7th Avenue. Abberline was already finishing the morning news when we entered during his nearly completed nourishment.

After completing an enjoyable greeting and eating; allowing Abberline to finish his meal, the three of us headed towards the chief inspector’s Manhattan office at the nearby police headquarters.

We walked a few blocks on 34th Street to Amsterdam Avenue. The building was a rather handsome yet large ‘Brownstone’ with gated or bared windows on the ground floor level. We climbed the stairs to the second floor landing. Turning to the left at the end of the corridor was the inspector’s office. The center of the door was of hazy non-see-through glass. Printed on the outside was ‘Chief Inspector Abberline, Scotland Yard Investigations.’

Abberline was a tall yet thinly muscular man with long wavy black hair which surpassed his shirt collar. He combed it straight back. It hung in length to just above his shoulder. Many would consider him a handsome man. His apparel was not shabby, new, or top shelf; although neat and sharp in appearance, did not offend a normal eye.

The office atmosphere was brilliant and highly professional. It was fully equipped with all the latest gadgetry and literature. It also held the latest in communication, the telephone, and telegraph as well as a wireless.

The chief inspector stepped out from behind his desk with an extended his right palm, gesturing a handshake. We, as gentlemen and professionals, exchanged greetings and other pleasantries. Refreshments were offered and accepted as we made ourselves comfortable.

“Gentlemen, it brings me much pleasure to know the invitation to assist in this investigation has not been wasted.”

Queen Victoria ranted and raved. She threw her golden goblet across the room. It skidded off the gold-silver-and chrome laden table and hit the wall. The wall was painted ivory-white. The windows trimmed in shimmering brass, draped with silk and satin dressings on soft and dark pastels. The cup was filled with claret as it splashed all over. The chalice ended its flying and ricocheting journey after the wall by bouncing off the shoulder of a servant who simply passed by.

“We want them disposed of… We do not wish to know or care in which manner this thing is done. We want this matter dissolved and forgotten forthwith…or closer heads to thee, will surely serve instead.”

The first to disappear was the baby’s mother, ‘Anne Crooke.’ She was taken by ‘The Royal Secret Service Police’ while making love to the ‘Crown Prince.’ She had no idea it was ‘Prince Edward Albert Victor, the Duke of Clarence,’ and not simply ‘Albert’ whom she was atop; riding and writhing in quintessential rapture. Their combined effort of vigorous pumping up and down, lost in a sea of passion, had no clue of the impending assault. He caressed her naked flesh with pleasingly aggressive lust and the determination of fulfillment.

They hadn’t noticed the booming and thundering noises made by the invading usurpers of the White Chapel Brothel, of which their flat was located. Violently, pleasantly, engaged in the throes of sweet pleasure and passion, combined with that of pure love, the ex-harlot and the Duke did not hear the noise. The engagement was brutally and explosively interrupted when the bedroom door blew open and inward against the fast hold of the hinged frame. The door slammed against the papered wall as the fasteners within the wood splintered away from the wall that made every effort to hold. The abrupt action allowed the ingress of the horde to descend upon them, subduing them and separating them…forever.

The sexual fluids dripped all over the satin sheets as the ruffians ripped and pulled them apart. The burley men lifted the terrified Anne right up in a partially wrapped bed sheet, throwing her unclothed, down the stairs into the waiting arms of more darkly clad ruffians. They, in turn, carried her to the waiting carriage of black with six Black Stallions who kicked and whinnied to a full gallop. The mysterious escaping Black Carriage bore the royal markings of the majesty on its outer doors.

Prince Eddie, whom the local populace knew as ‘Albert’ or ‘Eddie’ was shocked and horrified. He was under the impression that he was the target of an assassination. Little did he know, the palace had known of his secreted rendezvous with the ex-whore for some time. She had become his exclusive concubine well before they were married; a wedding unknown to the Queen. Recent determinations, secretly discovered, were divulged to ‘Her-Majesty’ – Eddie was being treated for syphilis.

He was secretly taken to an undisclosed location. Anne was shuffled off to a nearby asylum, viciously interrogated, tortured, and finally lobotomized, ensuring the vile secret would remain a secret.

Fortunately, ‘Baby Alice’ was in the safe-keeping of Mary Kelly. She’d been left with Mary the night before. The following day presented the newly-weds with their six month wedding anniversary. Their daughter, Alice, was one year and eight days of age.

Arguments have been founded upon the fiction of truth. An investigation into said truth was quite possibly the objective to the point. Some have said that paralleling the inessential facts surrounding the murder of a young girl in New York as it relates to the double-murder in Paris, Madame L’Espanaye and the young mademoiselle, her daughter.

Abberline explained his departure from us in a brief manner to which he expelled our suspicions. He felt that our investigation was at a close in Paris while the threat carried itself across the waters into America; the facts addressing the murder of Miss Mary Cecelia Rogers.

Although the young woman’s death occasioned an intense and long enduring excitement, my journalistic intuition kept nudging me to not put trust in this inspector from Scotland Yard. He did not mention to the ‘Chevalier – Duprae,’ and me, his involvement of the coincidences surrounding the murder in Paris and the one in New York.

In my mind, I endeavored to depict some very remarkable features in the mental characters of my friend, ‘The Chevalier – Lord Charles ‘Chaunea’ Alexander Duprae.

The affair surrounding the deaths of Madame L’Espanaye and her daughter were placed on suspension. We could not dismiss the case due to its familiarity with this one in New York. Duprae’s concentration is now focused on the inspector and this case of ‘Mary Rogers,’ aka ‘Marie Roget.’

Before jumping head-first into the case, we decided to break from our mental meeting with ‘Chief Inspector Frederick Quincy Abberline’ of Sussex County in the Southeast of England. We felt that we deserved a much needed rest…a little ‘R and R;’ and maybe a little bit of debauchery and drink. The idea of smoking the plant was also entertained upon the undesired relapsing into old habits of moody revelry, I was found to be in a prone position nearly at all times during the dream-like binges; I do love the drink, love-making, and smoke; to abstraction. I really fell in with the humor; and continuing to occupy our chambers, we gave the future to the winds. We decided to slumber tranquilly in the present, weaving in and out dully around the world in dreams and allusion. We would take up the New York investigation soon after our mini-vacation; after all…Abberline in on the case.

Chaunea and I took a near drunken walk down Broadway. We sampled the area delicacies and needless to say, the beers and liquors as well. The neighboring taverns were cordial and amicable enough. I do believe that some of them, patrons and staff, did recognize us. Several recognized the famous detective via the newspapers and newsreel footage portrayed in the moving picture houses. The others who knew of me through my written works in magazines, newspapers, and periodicals. I dare say my printed image did me a great service as well.

“Welcome Monsieur Duprae, would you and Monsieur Poe like a quiet table in the rear or one close to the stage and show? The bar is also available for your convenience!”

The tavern was soft lit and full of people. The ‘Black Maître de’ seated us nicely into a cozy dark corner which allowed an excellent view of the stage and the entire establish as well.

The audience, primarily people of color from every continent imaginable, added an extra bit of flavor to our enchanted evening. The both of us do like an integrated crowd, made up of many different types of folk, cultures, and lifestyles. We both found that simply invigorating and fascinatingly wonderful. France and England had its fair share of the world’s populace, but not like here in the United States. The jazz music was unbelievable. It was magnifique and ever so delightful.

We must have spent the entire night here at the ‘Che De Lounge’ after our visit to the ‘Bamville.’ The same type of people gathered there as well. Chaunea enjoyed himself immensely. The bronze colored deva kept him upstairs for nearly two hours before rejoining me at our table.

We’d sampled many types of enjoyment this night. Our jumpstart of marijuana and bitters was topped off this morning with French Champagne, while the wine and cocaine flourished throughout the night. Chaunea did entertain the thought of visiting the ‘Chinese House of Pleasure.’ The address was supplied by the Chief Inspector. He swore us to secrecy when we parted for the evening.

“This is where I’ll be for a few hours – care to join me?” We both declined and shook our heads in unison while accepting the note for a possible visit later during our stay in the Americas. Chaunea talked himself out of the visit because he knew one hour could quite possibly turn into three days or more.

Just prior to sunrise, we did have our fill of pleasurable indulgences…it was time for sleep and rest before returning to work.

The singer on stage, as we prepared for our departure, was a petite ginger-brown woman with a masterfully overpowering groin for a singing voice. It was simply magnifying. The song she sang brought about memories of a story I once heard. Chaunea appeared to be in a recollective state of mind as well. The story brought memories of a not so long ago occurrence back in England – the ‘Family Talbot!’

The song she sung was mystifying yet entertainingly and eerily suggestive. It was more bluesy than that of jazz music. Its lyrics mesmerized us. The Chief Inspector also came to mind:

“I got early this morning, so I could walk the floor. I’ve got to hit the streets cause there’s a wolf outside my door.

The bill collectors are calling, and my kids need better shoes…gonna go to church on Sunday, cause I’ve got nothin left ta loose…

And it’s a good day…it’s a real good day for the blues.

It’s raining cats and dogs outside, and I’m lookin for a job. The man I worked for laid me off; Lord, I worked for him real hard! But I won’t let my kids go hungry, no matter what I have ta do…

And it’s a good day; it’s a real good day for da blues.

Things are gettin better, the check is in the mail. I just threw my last dime down the wihin well…

and it’s a good day, it’s a real good day for da blues.

I got up early this morning, so I could walk the floor. I’ve got to hit the streets, cause there’s a wolf outside my door. The bill collectors are calling, and my kids need better shoes, gonna go ta church on Sunday, cause I’ve got nothin left ta loose.

And it’s a good day…it’s a real good day for da blues.”

The song’s lyrics seemed to stay with us on our short walking journey back to our hotel. For me, I kept seeing the sinister figure of the Chief Inspector, glaring from the darkened corner of the flat owned by ‘Madame L’Espanaye. The vision continually haunted me to no end…

We expected to be awakened by the charms of harmonious chatter and laughter. We looked forward to the sensual arousal of breakfast aromas dazzling our every senses to complement the happiness of the nostrils. It did not occur.

We were abruptly awakened by two burly New York City Cops. They were not smiling while we twitched and bitched about; tossing and turning in our beds.

Abberline was standing in a pool of blood. His gloved hands dripped twelve-hour-old gore. The right hand held a freshly lit cigarette… His face was ghostly white; bloodless.

 

End of Part Two…Next, Part Three: ‘Isle Manhattan’

“The Changeling – Loup Garou”

 

Til Next Time….

 

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