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2011-09-09

9/11 “It's WAR out there!” News-Chop Edition

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Omaxa bin 9/11 “It's WAR out there!” News-Chop Edition


Built in 1914, 23 Wall Street was known as the "House of Morgan", and for decades the bank's headquarters was the most important address in American finance.

At noon, on September 16, 1920, a terrorist bomb exploded in front of the bank, (J.P. Morgan & Co. bank) injuring 400 and killing 38. Shortly before the bomb went off, a warning note was placed in a mailbox at the corner of Cedar Street and Broadway. The warning read: "Remember we will not tolerate any longer. Free the political prisoners or it will be sure death for all of you. American Anarchists Fighters." While theories abound about who was behind the bombing and why they did it, after 20 years of investigation the FBI rendered the case inactive without ever finding the perpetrators.”

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/JPMorgan_Chase)


In 1935, after being barred from securities business for over a year, the heads of J.P. Morgan spun off its investment-banking operations. Led by J.P. Morgan partners, Henry S. Morgan (son of Jack Morgan and grandson of J. Pierpont Morgan) and Harold Stanley, Morgan Stanley was founded on September 16, 1935 with $6.6 million of nonvoting preferred stock from J.P. Morgan partners.”


ETCETERA....!


Up until 11th September 2001 (“9/11”), numerous floors of the New York World Trade Center were occupied by Morgan Stanley.


(From opening paragraph in Wikipedia:

.The company reports US$779 billion as assets under its management.[3]


Assets” might be umm..., “real estate”? AND…., no doubt 'other' elements crucial for the Human sojourn on Terra Firma....!


….further down the page.....


uptil 9/11....


Morgan Stanley had offices located on twenty-three floors, running from the 59th floor to the 74th floor, of buildings 2 and 6 of the World Trade Center in New York City.


Morgan Stanley led the 2004 Google IPO, the largest Internet IPO in U.S. history. In the same year Morgan Stanley acquired the Canary Wharf Group. )

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morgan_Stanley#Global_headquarters



Now, I didn't, and still don't really unnerstand what an IPO is, so here's a definition:


Initial Public Offering - IPO


An initial public offering, or IPO, is the first sale of stock by a company to the public. A company can raise money by issuing either debt or equity. If the company ... “ from the subtitle of another link to the same info mob.


But, with the facts surrounding Morgan Stanley, and their location in the New York WTC until 9/11, along with the other stuff I've included above, kinda makes me real sad about my liking of Go Ogle.


Nevertheless.... carry-on vee must!


As the 2nd opening paragraph excerpt about a bomb exploding down at 23 Wall Street NY in 1920 shows, that cozy little precinct is not entirely unfamiliar with terrorism!


Sure, some 81 years before 2001's 9/11.


But the similarities are innerestink, methinks!


I vaguely recall on one of the doco's I watched after 9/11, a story about the investment bank or company occupying the top most WTC floors, having a mock-up, made of the most expensive marble or such, of the entrance to “Dante's Inferno”, supposed to represent the gates of Hell, as portrayed in Dante's book on the subject.


The clear inference was that 'any who enter that corporation's HQ offices', atop the WTC, are warned they are entering Hell, for that was how evil their trade was. Or sometingk?


But, it wasn't a few towelheads in 2001 who knew something of the evil of either that Morgan Stanley mob atop the WTC, for the story, unsolved, of the 1920 terrorist attack on Wall Street, went that the American Anarchists might have planted the bomb.


After 9/11 2001, all mainstream political and media cabals, called 9/11 “an attack on America”!


And we all know the RAHRAHRAH which has ensued and grow-grow-GROWN-GROAN-GROAN from that day.


Whether it was Al Qieda, Dissidents from within the US military, Outlaw Office Workers, radicalised United Nations agents, or some other Radical mob, perhaps the grandkids of 1920 USA's Anarchists, the symbolic nature of the two Wall Street attacks, 1920 and 2001, should make clear to everyone, that 9/11 was not an attack on the United States of America, but more, a Bold, and even Righteous attack on those ruthless, basically upclub, elite, offshore and Zionist mega corporations which occupied the upper-most floors of the WTC, and 81 years prior, a 'less established' Wall Street address.


Don't get me wrong! I re-watched several YouTube videos of the 9/11 tragedy this evening, and felt the same shock and pain all over again, mainly for those who were there, and who lost loved-ones, Et Al.


But, for all who were effected so much by 9/11 ten years ago, do everyone a favour, meaning yourselves first-and-foremost, and see the event as a part of the really big and long picture.


That we, USA, Eurape, Astrayliar, massacred Aborigines, from all over, and those who died in 9/11, but as importantly, in the recent Norway massacre, as victims of a war.


Not as victims of a bunch of well-armed religious nutters, rag-heads or skinheads.


Also, and perhaps more importantly, try and remember them in light of what does look quite factual, as having died amidst a really vicious warzone, indeed, as the Dante's Inferno entrance to the WTC corporation went someway to describe.


It might take decades for history to write the event as it was, where again Al Qieda or US Anarchists, there was seen that there did AND STILL DOES exist, a real and present danger, not way over in the opium fields of Afghanistan, but in the very symbol we all saw that the WTC represented the Great United States of America with.


Things, even after world war 1, in 1920, were still somewhat desperate, desperate enough that somewhere, enough Warriors, upclub warlords or not, recognised there was, still the need to go to war, and from within the USA, saw the need to act.

So the 9/16,1920 bomb in Wall Street, was an attack on the quite unholy dealings of the early JP Morgan enterprises.


How then, can we not see 9/11 2001, as the same?


That some thousands died in New York on 9/11 2001, is merely a show of how evil our war has become, where such casualties are now possible, whereas, in 1920, Wall Street was not vulnerable to large aircraft.


So, America, a sad day it was and will be this Sunday, ten years on.


An whole day of Silence would be more fitting, in memory, but as you do remember, put New York, Wall Street, the USA, in perspective with, the whole world, with the poor fuckers way-over in Afghanistan, Pakistan, and other places bombed to the shithouse for not just one or two days, but for some five hundred years, by the same fanatical mongrels who do and say anything, start world wars, etc, to occupy top floor office space in places like New York, London, Tel Aviv, Berlin, Sydney and Hongkers.


Fuck sake America! Wise-up, and leave the poor, and more likely Noble, Honorable Tribesmen and Women and Children of third world nations alone!


Any and all of you would be doing a far far far more Honorable, Righteous and Courageous thing to PROTEST-THE FUCK-OUT-OF ALL FOX media offices and network stations, and all Tea Party nuthouses, than scrambling to get airtime slagging the bloody Arabs, or Gaddafis, or Hussiens, or 'the other blokes' who don't drink the same piss as you!


So..., in memory of those who died in or as a result of 9/11, have a smoke of the fine Herb, Marijuana, preferably a hookah filled with the finest Afghani-Black Hashish, for a change, and think about 9/16, 1920 as well.....?


Get yer facts straight, America......




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2011-07-25

Outlaw Junction News-Chop MONDAY POEM Edition

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Outlaw Junction News-Chop

MONDAY POEM Edition


Evermore pointless, futile beliefs of the times,

Talking heads repeating ghost's demanding lines.


Loosing all faith HA! GAWN!

Refusing suicide, fuck-'um,

ain't gonna suit the wishes of scum.


Massacre threatens to become a trend,

'contagion' of deaths rushing forward the end.


Meanwhile the ads keep selling unfacts,

And the moguls keep lying to cover their tracks.


Housemaid speaks out 'bout a sexmad upclub dog

She ain't no fame-seeking hussler,

She jus' wants to keep her honest job!


An' the deficit dives, down the debt dunny drain,

an' opulent Republicans

insist their the one's with the brains.


The IMF feeds Greek speculating banks

more foreign public debt,

and no-one goes

to the core of the issue,

no-one wants to vet.....,


Why corruption's the trend in migrant nations,

at one with false gods of old Roman-religious

land-speculating oblations.


Why Indigenie drinks indignance to sleep,

Knowing, not 'praying', their Souls

the Great Spirit will keep.


'Cause they still in their hearts

Live True with the Will of the Lord


And they ain't plagued by that western deceit

of crazy-mind, for being insatiably 'bored'.


And that THE Law, IS their Soul

And to It they stay True.


As dominant Dominoes

keep lying their way through,

the bulwarks Kabbala

psychotically-builds

making a once heart-Green world

a darker, darker blue.


So a white-superiorist proves

that whitey is best

knocking 90 and more

Puts Al Qieda to the test!


A peaceful nation of Vikings Great

slips in shock to this untranquil break


By a 'loner' who saw

that the world is on the way down

and that all the news and political spin

is just fucking around


With everyone's soul

Digging unthinking people

their own bottomless hellhole


And the snow-white views

of those chill-sweet northern fiords

are melting because we all over do

our faith in share-hungry corporate boards.


And that soulless morons

execute management

turning foul our finest act -

of making capital of the firmament.


and in that,

sacrifice

everything that was nice


into profit and perversion

into the popular choice.


And moguls struggle denying dementia

and their inheritors of evil can't talk straight

so warble in garbled accenta.


And expect that mere pay

to a coven of lawyers

will buy them through any

high class courthouse foyer.


Meanwhile down an alley

in every back town,

there's a Mob of Rebels,

long sick of all the fucking around.


And with a record at war,

against some perceived enemy 'man',

gathering arms and True Ideals

into global Outlaw Clans


Cold pressure on fools

who think they got rights

to shit on the poor,

an' give the masses the frights.


Steely hearts, over guilt,

shame and remorse,

they'se building support

on back of one huge iron horse.


An' the snobs in dark age cloaks,

are thinking again, 'bout staying afloat

on the backs of the Workers with no rights,

and keep starving slaves, and non-whites.


And some even thinking,

's time to climb down

from their ivory towers,

an' stop acting like

egomaniacal clowns.


And do the 'tree-change'

an' get dirt unner their 'nails

and start agrarian communities

before the environment totally fails.


But in media newsrooms and studios

dickheads keep clammering for kudos,

GAWN into mindless popularist burrows.


But victims of mummy's

delusional religious spell

I want MY BAYBEE

to be saved from going to Hell!”


With not the slightest insight

that they are making its road

with all the bullshit THEY tell.


An' in uptown main street,

it's business-as-usual,

e'en though profits are down

an' staff are made casual.


An' flossy white dress-ups

prance frantic on the shop-floor

ever-fretting “how long will it be

before I'm forced out

to sell my fanny like a whore?”


And small business owners,

keep up the smile.

But behind the teeth

heart attacks threaten to file

on more bad money news

of another recession

I'll just nip over to the chemist

for pills to dull that impending depression!”


'Course that'll cure all,

an' save y' from selling the house!

An' th' boat and wide-screen

stop yer seeing

that you're just a spoiled braindead

and gutless fucking mouse!


An' outside the media's view

homeless numbers are rising

taking to the highways

and the Bliss of the endless horizon.


Each minute more find

out here it's easy to be Soul-deep-glad

and that to Go Nomad, a bloke no go mad!


Away from expectations,

of bank, landlord and wife.

Away at last from the social delusions

and lies of city life!


And that the silence of the forest

is where Happiness Lives,


Or over in the Deserts,

where the endless sand gives

the Heart and mind space

to find oneness with Grace

and that when Brother's happen along

It's a Real Joy to Embrace.


'Cause you've all dropped those pretensions

that shitty-city culture demands,

and that the simplest thrill

of a gorgeous feed is there

with a boomerang, spear,

digging stick, and two good hands.


An' while a white-skin sits locked away

way over in Norway,

for protesting against

the popularist slavery,


I know he agrees with these observations

and that's why he done what he done

for the preservation

of those Pristine Norwegian

glistening horizons.


Then, as the day wanders by,

Mind flicks back down under,

and remembers events around my hometown

of the bushfires and carnage

Black Saturday called down.


Of pyromaniacs striking a match

and burning hundreds of lives

causing all of 'em

to re-thatch

their beliefs about life,

about how we should live.

That something's terribly awry

all take and no give.


Making money raping forests

and killing country

wiping out natives

to slam down urban insanity.


And inquiries dug in

to find what went wrong

but totally ignored

that speculative CRAPitalist culture

was selling life for a song.


And memorials are replayed

each year on the day,

and grants are paid

to rebuild houses burned away.


But same-same bullshit habits

keep playing same-same games

and same-same greed and ignorance

keeps an honorable life in the grave.


And same-same coppers

protect same-same crims,

land corporations

drop pennies in charity bins.


And political priests talk big,

like they here to save the planet!

But everyone knows

they're just out to cunningly scam-it,


with more same-same words

of the same-same bullshit

and that the more they get through,

the closer we all come

to being sent to Hell's pit.


A few cheery words from


Outlaw Junction News-Chop

MONDAY'S POEM Edition




All Praise the Immortals!

All Praise the Warriors who have fallen

Fighting for a Just World!


from the Traveling 4x4 Tent of


BLUE MEANEE

Omaxa bin Eartha

aka Max Earth


Anchor,

for


Outlaw Junction


Media Portal

for the

Three Wise Tribes

ReBalance

Aborigine - Green - Biker

GLOBAL


Advocating

Land,

Tax,

Housing,

Family,

Agricultural,

Cult,

Drug,

Work,

Education &

Environmental

LAW REFORM


ULURUBA