Gaza Massacre, (Holocaust), Update: “Decent Humanity” Will Boycott Apartheid Israhell and All it’s Supporters-Global Research

i was thinking more like some ICBM with huge conventional war heads.

i have for months, been calling for one on the Black rock, and one on Tel Aviv, for peace in the Middle East, and avoidance of the long planned and lusted for, Pedophile, (baby raper), Usury, (from the widow, her last mite stealing), International Bankers World War Three.

However, i have come to believe, as the one on the black rock, makes the Islamics turn inward in inspection of their beliefs, and as the zionist christians, the zionist Jews, the zionist Islamics, all use Jerusalem as a prop for their claim to fame, and as the trickster trumpster, being a zionist bitch, moved the USA “consulate”, to Jerusalem, The ICBMs, should be redirected from Tel Aviv, to Jerusalem.

Some of my ancestors used to be king of that place, guess i got as much say as any what to do with it.

A sacrifice, to world peace.

You know them zionist just love to sacrifice people.

Get er done!

John C Carleton

Gaza Massacre Update: “Decent Humanity” Will Boycott Apartheid Israel and All Its Supporters

The path i walk

The path i walk seems to stretch into infinity,
It seems not to be the path of serenity,
Tis a hard walk, of sharp stone, thorn and spline,
But it is the path i chose to make mine,
Winding through many life’s, countries and much pain,
Ever striving to climb higher, more illumination to obtain,
One day, one life i will burst to the highest place,
On mountain of this plain, the finish line of this race,
Turning i will look back with wisdom, paid for with heartbreak and tears,
Stand silently a moment as one who faintly in the distance hears,
The voices of loved ones, enemies and battles of ancient times,
With a a sense of loss of the loves and rhymes,
Gone to the past, to never be seen again,
As With the pilgrim of the Light, i have been,
A new level of learning awaits,
And yet for just a moment more i hesitate,
As i bid fare well to those left behind,
But yet somehow seared into a dark corner my mind,
For those we love, we will meet on another path, another curable,
Of lessons of love, humility, pain, sorrow, hope which is moldable,
In the never ending quest for illumination and knowledge,
In the halls Valhalla in which to dine, is a privilege

John C Carleton

Let it be Above, as it is Below!

Russia’s Foreign Minister Revives Calls For US to End Support For ISIS in Syria.

i think Putin and Nitwityahoo have a thing.

They keep having closed door meetings, Putin gives him gifts, and Russia did not say a word to Israhell, about stopping sending their ISIS proxies to murder Syrians, Iranians, and Russian in Syria.

Maybe they have a Don’t ask, don’t tell policy for heads of State!

Course, i seen pictures of the sow Nitwityahoo is married to, Putin probably looks good compared to that pig!

John C Carleton

UN Warns 10 Million More Yemenis Expected To Starve To Death By End Of Year-Last American Vagabond

i think John Hagee ate all their food!

zionist Christians, don’t like to look at their handiwork.

Don’t set well with their pork chops, mashed potatoes, cream corn, apple pie for supper.

So they just look away, pretend they are not involved.

Jesus the Christ called such people a generation of Snakes!

John C Carleton

UN Warns 10 Million More Yemenis Expected To Starve To Death By End Of Year

Fire Down Below, Hell Above

Fire down Below, Hell Above, With a zionist ShitCream Pie Filling,
Crap piled precariously almost to the sky’s ceiling,
Threatening to destabilize and fall,
Pinning the American cowardly sheep, to the slaughterhouse wall,
The ball less wonders cheer their own impending demise,
Wearing pedophile clown costumes, to give pervert Usury jackals a rise,
They brag of their richness of life, while they beg and plead,
Asses bent over Usury banker’s beds, whining for the Usury deed,
They give Truth and Nature the middle finger,
Forcing with their ignorance, humanity through the wringer,
May the fire down below, hell up above, crawl up the zionist sheep’s ass,
So the world, may know peace, at long bloody last!

May it be Above, as it is Below!

John C Carleton

John Brown And Harper’s Ferry

It can be argued that the War of Northern Aggression actually started on October 16, 1859, a year and a half before the war’s official start, when the radical abolitionist John Brown and twenty-one of his followers seized the arsenal at the river-junction town of Harper’s Ferry in northern Virginia. Brown’s objective had been to secure muskets and use them to arm local slaves. He then planned to start a guerrilla war whose object was to free all 490,000 slaves in Virginia. Having accomplished that, he would then head south, replicating his success in other states. The vision was vast, apocalyptic, and, on its face, ridiculous. The raid was so poorly organized that it looked like a planned martyrdom. Brown never made it out of Harper’s Ferry, nor did he even appear to have a plan for escaping, let alone arming hundreds of thousands of slaves. His raiding party managed to kill seven townspeople and wound ten others. Then a group of eighty-six marines under colonel Robert E. Lee arrived, stormed the building where Brown and his men were barricaded, and put a fast and violent end to Brown’s gambit. Ten of the raiders were killed, Brown was captured and turned over to Virginia authorities, who brought him speedily to trial. On November 2 1859, he was convicted of murder and sentenced to hanged on December 2 in nearby Charlestown.

What happened in the weeks and months after Brown’s trial and execution amounted to an almost instant revision of history, and it changed entirely the meaning of his raid in the minds of everyone in both North and South. The first perceptions of Brown and his attack were easily categorized: he may have thought he was working to abolish slavery, but in fact he was delusional, perhaps insane. And it followed that Brown and his cohorts were only a tiny splinter group of radicals and did not represent the way most abolitionists in the North actually felt. That was certainly the quickly expressed view in the North.

But at his trial Brown had surprised everyone.

“Now, if it is deemed necessary that I should forfeit my life for the furtherance of the ends of justice, and mingle my blood further with the blood of my children and with the blood of millions in this slave country whose rights are disregarded by wicked, cruel, and unjust enactments, I say, let it be done.”

Brown’s words – and his self-possession in the courtroom – changed everything. These were not the words of a madman and murderer, as Northerners now saw it, but of a principled religious man who insisted that his purpose had simply been to arm slaves for their self-defense. The change of perception swept quickly through the North in the days following the trial. The day he was executed, church bells had tolled in many Northern towns and cities; guns fired salutes; sermons were preached on the purity and correctness of his motives; and people all over the North prayed for the soul of this martyr.

The reaction of Southerners to such Northern expressions of sympathy was horror mixed with disbelief that their fellow citizens could possibly wish upon them the fate that Brown had planned. To Southerners and particularly to Virginians, whose state had been invaded, Brown was a terrifying figure, the dark avenging side of the abolitionist movement that had been on view for five years in the bloody war in Kansas – where Brown and his gang had murdered five men in 1856. He had, after all, intended to arm slaves and set them free, which presumably meant setting them upon their masters, which meant the people in the North were now endorsing the violent deaths of men, women, and children all over the South.

“This mad attempt by a handful of vulgar cutthroats,” wrote the Reverend Robert Lewis Dabney, an important Presbyterian leader in the South, “would have been a very trivial matter to the Southern people, but for the manner in which it was regarded by the people of the North. Their presses, pulpits, public meetings, and conversations disclosed such a hatred of the South , as to lead them to justify the crime, involving though it did the most aggravated robbery and murder, and to exalt the bloodthirsty fanatic who led the party.”

Those sentiments were replicated all over the South, and the complaints became more grievous as more became known about the wealthy Northern benefactors who had helped Brown finance his enterprise. Wrote Henry Kyd Douglas, a Virginian, “There is nothing in the history of fanaticism, its crimes and follies, so strange and inexplicable as that the people of New England, with all their shrewdness, should have attempted to lift up the sordid name of that old wretch, and to exalt him among the heroes of this land. Why they should have sent him money and arms to encourage him to murder the people of Virginia is beyond my comprehension.”

Though some Northern politicians tried to blunt the effect of the Northern response, the damage – and it was very deep emotional damage – had been done. The reaction to the event now loomed larger than the event. The Harper’s Ferry invasion had advanced the cause of disunion. Thousands of men who, a month earlier, had scoffed at the idea of a dissolution of the union now held the opinion that it was inevitable.