Blood in the Streets Event
By Donna Voetee
Nov. 24, 2009
A friend was lamenting over the passive sheep and what kind of "blood in the streets event" it would take to wake us all up. Here's my response.
In my opinion, there is only one event that would cause people to take to the streets, and I will tell that after stating three observations as to why the plethora of excellent reasons to revolt (illegal foreign wars, illegal foreign aid, sham elections, raiding of national treasury, debauching of money supply, collusion between industrial-medical complex and government, betrayal of national security by failure to guard our borders, false-flag terrorist attacks on our own soil by domestic enemies, draconian tax laws, treason against the People by leaders signing unlawful treaties with foreign nations, use of DU against innocent populations, obstruction of justice by whore judges and imprisonment of innocent people, deliberate poisoning of food supply, theft of jobs, shedding of innocent blood in the name of women's rights, indoctrination of American children in the name of education, malicious manipulation of weather, spraying of chemicals in our skies, malicious forethought of depopulation agenda...ad nauseum...) has been ignored.
First came the spiritual attack. The churches took a gag order called 501(c)3 that has allowed ambitious, scheming politicians to entrench themselves in office with tacit consent from the Black Regiment (reference to pastors as they were called in 1776, not a racial remark). Then the Creator Himself was feminized into a weak, namby-pamby Love Goddess, and His command to execute justice and righteousness in the land was surgically excised by the knife of antinomianism. This paved the way for purpose-driven snakes like Rick Warren to bring in Hegelian dialectic tactics and diaprax (www.authorityresearch.com) to confuse whatever little bit of brain the sheople had left.
What? “Just say no” to the Moloch State that demands total subservience with your tax/tithe, mandatory vaccinations, selective service registration and likely future conscription, compulsory statist education, etc and see what happens. Your FEMA-trained wolf pastor will use the club of Romans 13 to keep you from thinking such blasphemous thoughts!
Second came the enticements (“means of inciting to evil”). Without a spiritual standard, i.e., absolute law, there is no moral compass, "This is right, That is wrong," and therefore no accountability. If it feels good, do it. The marxist minstrels we have listened to and the immoral movies we have watched have taught us that old-fashioned morality and self-control do not ‘take our breath away’ in quite the same way as watching Tom Cruise fornicate with Kelly McGillis on the big screen. Try to name five flicks in the last couple decades that portray sex AFTER marriage as being honorable. OK, then how about three? Two? One? About ten years ago, I tallied the birth notices in our local newspaper. Fully 75% of babies had the mother’s name only; no father listed. The rest of the nation always suspected an abundance of bastards in California, but now they know.
For those of us in the Middle Class who may have sidestepped the sex, drugs, rocknroll trapdoors into the moral abyss, the siren call of Materialism was irresistible. We got a free ticket, i.e., VISA, to buy now pay later, and cram our 30-year mortgaged houses with baubles and trinkets and big screen TV's and and and. Father hired the Day Care Center to rock Baby's cradle while Mother sought Corporate enslavement, and now 70 years after Rosie the Riveter cashed her first paycheck, the only hope for the Family Circle to be unbroken, as June and Johnny sang prophetically, is in the sweet "By and by, lord, by and by...There’s a better home a-waiting...In the sky, lord, in the sky...I went back home, my home was lonesome...Missed my mother, she was gone...All of my brothers, sisters crying...What a home so sad and lone"
And maybe you’re too poor to worship the God of Stuff, but don’t think the hounds of hedonism didn’t bite you in the butt. GoVERMINt has made stealing from your neighbor a shameless, anonymous act by calling it Welfare. Need a bigger handout? Have another bastard and by all means vote—though you have no property and nothing to lose—for the most obsequious, socialist candidates who promise the biggest handouts!
You Rich and Filthy Rich and Double-Dang Rich are probably the worst of all because you can hide behind your strawman corporations and with anonymity and impunity you can plunder and pillage our tax coffers, send our jobs to others, and buy and sell politicians like they were just so much more inventory.
What? Demand character and integrity in our leaders? Not when we don’t even know what those words mean in our own lives, and definitely not when their Constitutional trespasses are profitable to our own wallet.
Third came the physical poisons. Three extraordinary poisons have destroyed the minds and bodies of Americans, making us ripe for totalitarian pickin’s. They are found in our food and water. Some would argue that vaccines are the worst poisons. Not to minimize their effect as the filthy, debilitating, and evil they are, but they are selective choices. Granted, they are canonized as sacraments for the naïve and made to appear as mandatory for the more discerning, but they are not as restrictive as food and water, which must be consumed every day by all. Others would argue that genetically engineered food and refined oils have had a large part in our undoing; and I totally agree.
The first is fluoride.
What nation has ever had its water medicated with industrial waste—purposely—in order to create apathy and docility in the people? Our men have boobs and appear to be pregnant; compare their physique to the men of the Middle East whose water is not contaminated with fluoride and who are formidable warriors (set aside your political views and make a simple observation). Judging by the popularity of ED drug ads, most American men cannot even sustain an erection, let alone have the testosterone to wage war against the NWO. Qualified, dissenting voices have warned us of the dangers—Fluoride is a corrosive poison that will produce serious effects on a long range basis. Any attempt to use water this way is deplorable… the greatest fraud that has ever been perpetrated… extremely deleterious to the human body… protoplasmic poisons… evidence of bone fractures, arthritis, mutagenicity…more toxic than lead…unapproved drug. (www.nofluoride.com) Maybe one reason your dentist wears a mask is to hide his face in shame at his failure to disclose this to you, his trusting patient. Once I tangled horns with a chemistry professor who admitted that maybe even small amounts of Fluoride were not good in our particular area of the High Desert because people drank lots of water. I responded that once we start talking amounts of fluoride, the battle is lost. The real issue is the legality of a government medicating people via the water in the first place.
The second poison is aspartame.
Ronald Dumsfeld…er, I mean, Donald Rumsfeld is a murderer with the blood of millions on his hands because he maliciously got this neurotoxic poison approved over the objections of FDA scientists—yes, there were some good guys there who tried to do the right thing. I do not believe for one nanosecond the official party line that James Schlatter accidentally discovered it while working on a drug for ulcers. It was purposely, willfully, knowingly, created to destroy and kill. Every component of the molecule—the genetically engineered phenylalanine that lowers the seizure threshold and creates depression, the aspartic acid that makes holes in the brain, and the methanol that is thousands of times more addictive than beverage alcohol that breaks down into many toxic metabolites, including formic acid (ant sting poison) and formaldehyde—is totally destructive of human health. Found in thousands of foods, it causes hundreds of diseases in millions of victims and makes billions of dollars for its pushers. It was approved politically rather than scientifically, and its status as a food additive rather than the drug it really is, requires no safety monitoring.
The third is MSG.
Obesity is the hallmark of this ubiquitous excitotoxin. Injected into rat pups to create fat animals for drug testing, our babies are also assaulted and poisoned with it via vaccines. Are our little ones mere lab rats to be experimented upon? Look at American children and their increasing girth and rising behavioral problems and know the truth. And while thimerosal is getting the spotlight, there is 0.188 mg of MSG in the current swine flu shot that practically no one is concerned about. If you eat processed food, you are guaranteed to get some. FDA law accommodates the manufacturer and allows for measuring of glutamates in food before processing; those in the know understand that the glutamates are formed during processing. I personally know the agony of having my brain on fire from this drug and then the insult of being told to see a psychiatrist because there was “nothing wrong” with me. After my dilemma that began with a delicious Chinese dinner in 1986, I can have empathy with those infants whose “high-pitched screaming” is one of those annoying side effects doctors tell parents they may observe in their vaccinated babies. My horrifying experience was from an ingested form of MSG; I cannot fathom the pain and suffering that newborn babes, with their delicate, immature blood brain barriers, are subjected to with an injected form. You don’t even have to read John Erb’s entire 24-page report to the WHO in 2006, The Slow Poisoning of Mankind: A Report on the Toxic Effects of the Food Additive Monosodium Glutamate. Peek at the Table of Contents: MSG Used to Trigger Epileptic Seizures; MSG Used to Trigger CNS and Brain Damage; MSG Used to Damage Eye Cells in Vivo and in Vitro; MSG Triggers Diabetes in Test Subjects; MSG Crosses the Placenta Endangering the Fetus; MSG’s Ocular Toxicity; MSG Causes Genotoxicity; MSG Connected with Adult Onset Cerebellar Degeneration; MSG Connected with ALS; MSG and the Alteration of the Brain: A Model for ADHD/Autism. (Note: John Erb was Pharma-napped on Feb. 19, 2009 and has not been heard from since. Pray for him.)
What? Carry on a revolt while we are drunk from our dinner? Even though the spirit would be willing, the mind and body would not allow it.
Now, what is that “blood in the street” event that will finally wake us up to our true condition?
Hunger.
America is in slavery. It’s a fact. Slaves, by definition, are dependent on others for their food, clothing, shelter. They do not think for themselves. They do what they are told.
Do we grow our own food? No, look at the little stickers on your apples and see that they came from orchards in countries that your public-school educated children probably could not find on a map. Do we clothe ourselves? No, Chinese seamstresses cover our nakedness. Do we own our houses? No, banksters let us live in them, but they are owned by the king who will take them away if we don’t pay his property taxes. Do we think for ourselves? Look at the lines for the flu shots; look in shoppers’ grocery baskets; ask someone who supports the current regime what ‘hope and change’ really mean. Do we do what we are told? With a bow and a curtsey as fast as we can. Mas’sah must be obeyed by all the good little boys and girls, or they will find themselves on the lengthening list of those who have been fired, suicided, ripped from their cars in broad daylight or Pharma-napped and chemically lobotomized.
It takes a moral, self-sacrificing, and sober people to rise up against those who have enslaved them. And blessed be! There is a remnant who has felt the deep, gnawing pangs of cravings for truth, justice, righteousness. We’ve seen a few million of them in the streets on Sept. 12, we know their websites and read their blogs. Because they are wise, they know that offing the heads of those who admittedly deserve it will serve no long-lasting purpose. They hunger deeply, not as in the flesh, but in their spirits, for abundant life, for themselves and for their children’s children. So they plant gardens with heirloom seeds, or buy food without PLU stickers at local farmer’s markets; they deny themselves and stay out of debt; they organize covenant communities and systems of barter; they are very spiritual, but often do not go to an institutional church, and when they do, it is not to one owned by the State; they arm themselves because they understand that self-protection is the first inalienable right; they learn skills with which to support themselves and serve others; they obey the spirit, but not necessarily the letter, of the law; they do not turn over their children’s minds and hearts and bodies to a hireling to be trained into good little global citizens; most of all, they realize that they were mercifully delivered from their slave condition by grace, and they trust that He who set them free is the only One qualified as the Avenger of Blood, and that He will require that blood in His own perfect time.
Then there are the others, slaves who do not understand that Mas’sah is evil beyond comprehension, that he has no heart or soul or compassion on their misery and hunger. When he decides that the plantation is overrun or getting restless and it’s time to eliminate some ‘useless eaters,’ he will starve them as he has done many times before, and they will take to the streets in anger, fear, and yes—bloodshed. Because Mas’sah takes great pains to be ever-present but invisible, they will attack each other. Mas’sah will be delighted with this turn of events because this will herald his theophany as the Jack Boot that he really is, and he will appear before them in full swatgear regalia. Never one to be caught with his black BDU’s down without a plan for Synthesis, he will disarm them and round them up—for their own good, of course—and take them to his camps where he will execute his own will, whatever that may be.
Will some of us who have hungered for righteousness be caught in his net? Most likely. But here’s where the plot thickens. We have superior knowledge and know that a la Paul Harvey, the rest of the story is yet to be revealed by an Author who always has the perfect, holy ending.
Maybe this is not something you want to read when your plate is full of turkey and cranberries, but it should make us all the more thankful for what we have now and even more diligent to keep it that way.
