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Authors: Eric Berg
“Federal Warrant!" Several Marshals yelled at the militiamen.
The militiamen were outgunned and did not even try to arm.
“Locate Palmer, Please.” said the commander.
“I'm here. I'm here.” said Palmer. He walked of the building with his hands up.
“Palmer, you are under arrest for the prison escape and for the first degree murder of US Marshals Joseph Radar and George Williamson.” He said to Palmer. His rights were being told while being escorted to the Marshals vehicle.
“Please watch your head.” Palmer ducked his guided head into the car.
“We have US marshals ready to testify that you escaped while the US marshals were under attacked. “The United States Attorney d
eclared in a briefing room of United States penitentiary with Palmer. Palmer in an orange jumpsuit; sat reclined in an upright chair. He had a resigned stare. He automatically shrugged his shoulders several times. “If you'll plead guilty to first degree Murder of one of the US Marshals we will offer you fifty years in prison. And you will not be tried for the Washington Assassination. Go to trial and you'll get the death penalty for both Marshals.
“Either way I’ll never get tried for Washington's assassination. You know I never did it! How convenient for the President that no
one will be convict for this assassination. So because it was my break out I get the rapt for those murders.” He leaned over into the district attorney's face. “Well, you got me!”
Second Destiny
Chapter Thirty Three
In a Wal-Mart parking lot a two thousand and nine Impala sped at thirty miles an hours hitting an African American gentlemen who was walking as he approached his RV. I was the man in the driver seat that appeared hunched over. The car slammed into the gentlemen; bringing the car to a halt. People ran to the accident.
“It's Washington,” cried a voice, “from the Supreme Court.”
“The president must be behind it. That damn socialist!”
“Call nine one one! Calls nine one one!”
“Get that damn murderer!” he referred to me.
“No, let the police do it. Don't give him a reason for him to get off. Just don’t let him leave the car. Stay in the Car. Calm down. Let the police handle it. “He won't get away!”
Sirens were heard in the distant. Two ambulance and five squad cars rolled in. There were two helicopters in the sky.”
The police cleared the by standers. The paramedics treated the gentlemen hit by the car. Soon he was lifted in to the air ambulance. The police handcuffed me.
I gave no resistance.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” I told them, “I had a blackout. I got CP. Please I’m sorry. God Please helps that poor man I hit!”
“It's US Supreme Court Justice Washington. You Bastard! He speaks for descent Americans.”
“Oh God, NO!”
“Rot in hell you damn liberal!”
“I was just talking to him not but fifteen minutes,” An elder man reported to a police officer, writing in a notebook. “He was so nice. Friendly to everyone, he and his wife. Just taking the time to chat with everybody.”
They put me in an interrogation room. They waited for the Federal Bureau of Investigation to come to take over the case.
Two agents, Kendrick and Jennings, arrived two hours late. As the agents observed me from a one way mirror, they discussed me.
“Frank Einstein.--Frankenstein (He giggled), a retired teacher. No record. He claimed to have a blackout just before the accident and the person he hit is a Supreme Court Justice.”
They entered the interrogation room.
“Mr. Einstein. I am Special Agent Jennings; this is Special Agent Kendra. We investigating the death of William Washington--”
“Death? He died! Oh God, no!”
“You were operating the car that struck Mr. Washington?” asked Kendra.
“I had a blackout!”
“We'll get to that.” Told Jackson, “You were operating the car that struck Mr. Washington?”
“How could I operate it, I was unconscious”
“I suggest that you not be curt. “Then Kendra, “You drove on the Wal-Mart parking lot, did you not?
“Yes.”
“And you were in the car, “then Jennings, “when the police escorted you away from the car?”
“Yes.”
“So you were in the car in the driver’s seat, “then Jennings at a more rapid pace, “When the car struck Mr. Washington?”
“Yes.”
Then Kendra, thrusting his face in to mine “Witnesses said you accelerated toward Mr. Washington.”
“No, I mean, that must’ve been after I blackout.”
“A car would decelerate if you lost consciousness.” Then, Jennings ruminating; stood up.
“I blacked out. I don't know what happened.”
“Witnesses said you looked dead a head;” then Kendra thrusting two finger together towards my eyes, “then accelerated; then you put your head down. He stood up walking “Looks like this was intentional.”
“I blacked out.” My head had been turning around as they circled me.
“Okay we are holding you as a suspect for the first degree Murder of William Washington.”
“But I blacked out.”
I found myself locked up in a Federal Detention in downtown Los Angeles.
“I want a lawyer!” I demanded of the prison officers.
“You can't because you have not been charge with anything.”
“What!”
“Under the Patriot Act we can hold you for seventy two hours without charges.”
“Charges? I didn't commit a crime.”
“You killed Justice Washington!”
In the Federal Detection interrogation room, I faced Kendra and Jennings again.
“We are going to keep you in federal custody indefinitely as an unlawful combatant.”
“But I blacked out.”
I watched the Presidential press conference on the Common room's television. The President stood at the podium.
“First I want to say that I'm devastated by the assassination of Justice Washington” said the President “However, after careful consideration, I’ve decided to nominate Geraldine Jones to the Supreme Court. She has dedicated her life to social justice.”
Chapter thirty four
I sat in a cinder blocked room of a Forensic Warehouse in the Antelope Valley, Mojave Desert. Kendra opened the evidence container. It had photographs of the Washington death scene. It also had contents of the Impala. He found an unpublished article of mine.
It was entitled The Congress stole seven point seven Trillion Dollars from the American People
The United States Congress stole seven point seven trillion dollars from the American people. The Congress planned and orchestrated the collapse of the United States economy.
Ever since nineteen ninety five, they have worked day and night for only one purpose--to crash the economy. Why? Billionaire speculators know the easiest way to get a lot of money quickly is to bet against the United States Economy.
Success is hard but failure is easy. So they need to make the United States economy fail while betting against it. This is called selling short. One way to do this is to put derivatives on investments so if the investment fails the investor collects far more profit than if the investment seceded.
The congress does not represent the American people. They don't serve Americans, because every congressman will be seduced to the dark side. Congress is nothing more than a syndicate of bag men and enforcers for the military industrial complex and the Billionaire speculators that control it.
The leader of these billionaires is Sun Myung Moon. Yes that religious nut that has those bizarre mass weddings. The one that says Jesus Christ has failed. Therefore, he says, he is the second coming of Christ. The Congress has made him the richest most powerful man in the world. In May of two thousand and four, the United States Congress crowned Moon King of Heavenly Peace. This is the code word for Absolute Dictator.
This article will explain how Congress stole seven point seven trillion dollars for billionaires-speculators Like Sun Myung Moon.
First so
me background information: For seventy nine years the United States economy did not crash. Previously to this, the United States ‘economy, from its inception, crashed about every twenty years seventeen ninety three, eighteen fifteen , eighteen thirty six, eighteen fifty three, eighteen seven three , eighteen ninety three , nineteen fourteen, and nineteen twenty nine.
President Franklin D. Roosevelt began to regulate the economy to protect the United States economy from crime, corruption and collapse. Proceeding presidents and congresses (both Republicans and Democrats) added to those regulations. Then President Reagan, an ardent admirer of Moon, started to deregulate the economy. These deregulations took away the control of the economy from the American people and put its control in the hands of the Military Industrial Complex and the speculator billionaires that controlled them. How they stole from the four 0 one k pension plan I will explained later.
Then came nineteen ninety five and The Contract with America. The Contract with America put deregulations into hype drive. Reagan must have been envious of how much the Clinton Administration deregulated the economy. But President Reagan was limited by a traditional FDR type Democratic Congress. President Clinton is not a Democrat.
Democrats are extinct! First Clinton and the Congress deregulated the banks. With the Gramm-Leach-Bililey Act, that repealed most of the Great Depression era Glass-Stengel act; now the banks are freer to do what they want: This allowed banks to invest all types of bank deposit on the stock markets. Clinton and his partners in crime: the Republicans Congress, (this impeachment thing was a big fraud) deregulated so much that this article cannot cover them all. We will just cover the main ones that allowed the billionaires to steal seven point seven trillion dollars from you.