Killing the Truth. The Role of the Western Media
The Western media constitutes a major instrument of war. NATO war crimes are obfuscated. Popular resistance to the NATO led invasion is not mentioned.
A narrative of "liberation" and "opposition pro-democracy rebel forces" is instilled in the inner consciousness of millions of people. Its called the "NATO Consensus".
"The NATO Consensus" which upholds the "humanitarian mandate" of the Atlantic alliance cannot be challenged. The bombings of civilian areas as well as the role of a terrorist militia are either trivialised or not mentioned.
Killing the truth is an integral part of the military agenda.
Realities are turned upside down.
The lie becomes the truth.
Its an inquisitorial doctrine. The NATO consensus dwarfs the Spanish Inquisition by a long shot.
The criminal invasion and occupation of Libya is not mentioned. The lives of independent journalists in Tripoli who report on what is actually happening are threatened. The catch words are "Liberation" and "Revolution" with NATO's mandate limited to R2P ("Responsibility to Protect").
Liberation or Invasion? By camouflaging the nature of the military operation, not to mention NATO atrocities, the Western media has contributed to providing the Transitional Council with a semblance of legitimacy and international recognition. The latter would not have been forthcoming without the support of the Western media.
NATO special forces and intelligence operatives on the ground are in permanent liaison with military planners involved in coordinating NATO strike sorties and bombing raids on the Libyan capital.
EXACTLY WHAT WENT ON IN THE BALKANS IN THE LAST 20 YEARS ,,!!
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Без звезда вечери
Пте Вацслав Третиак погледао у ноћно небо. Она га је подсетио у својој кући у Петролов. Његов отац подигао овце, а када Вацслав била довољно стара, да ће отићи из као пастир брине о стада оваца његовог оца. Ово би урадио за 3-4 дана, а онда се разрешава његов брат. Затим, у 3-4 дана он би се поново схепхердинг и заштити своје стадо.
Главна претња је вукова; мањој опасности је оваца само лута искључен. До сада од других, ловокрадице су били мало забринутост. Вацслав провео многе ноћи на степа са својим стадо оваца. Он је постепено идентификовани звезданих система, и имао ујака који је истакао велики медвед и мали медвед. Вацслав убрзо сазнао да Северна звезда може лако наћи ако се може идентификовати Велики медвед, велики медвед или Велики Медвед. Као што је после његовог стада оваца, покушао је да онда наставите на земљишту његовог оца у односу на северу звезда.
Пте Петар Рихтер је био син зидар. Он је убрзо научили како да раде са својим рукама. Али, колико је имао у старту да постане упутство радник, попут зидар, он је такође имао жељу да пишем. Његов град Хецлкингдорф су производи неколико добрих писаца у своје време. Радио је у својим раним тинејџерским као физички радник, али и даље чува интерес у високом образовању.
Нажалост, за ову причу, њихови путеви ће крст на врата пакла који је Стаљинграда. Били су тек регрутовани су и после тренинга послати на Стаљинград у отприлике исто време. Обојица су желели да уђу у борбу, а свака се сматра добрим битку да се бори за. Убрзо су добили похабале сталним гранатирањем и смрти. Немачки појачања претворио у кап, а не много руских војника је преживео прелазак Волге.
Бука од тенкова;
Бука од Томми Гун;
Се да награду пре Ианкс;
Генералштаб је жао због свог сина.
Монти је британски Копиле;
Патон је психопата;
Како да убију војнике брже;
Гурните трупе нацистима гнев.
2 арогантан сероње;
Окрените плима рата у јаребицу ритам;
Сваки дан су сируп у чиније;
Трупе отопити њихова смрзнута стопала.
Многи мисије смо урадили;
Покушајте да помере муслиманској страни;
Требали смо бацили први камен;
Али јабонес ће плакати геноцид.
Сви смо ми под звездама;
Види овде их, види их тамо;
Трепере светла у баровима;
Скоро да изгледа превише фер.
На ивицу тоталног рата;
Ми сви као да мрзе једни друге;
Ко ће бити први који ће гурнути бара;
Свака глава пуцао је мајка.
Арсехолес, Муслимана и друггиес;
Нису ту имиграције правила?;
Имиграције особље нису старе фогиес;
Они су глупи будале.
Лектор је био изабран један;
Мрзе некога, да их мртве;
Воп опера је тон;
Још један роман да се прочита.
Како је ваш живот?
Да ли сте постићи ништа?
Да ли је то испуњено било сукоба?
Да ли сте одговори на сваки прстен?
Да ли је ваш живот 9-5?
Да ли сте добили куче смањи?
Да ли знају шта је живот?
Сила се на ивици.
Америчку телевизију ријалити шоу;
Губитник ианкс без живота;
Они су сви величине краве;
Живот привилегија без сукоба.
Наши војници су урадили свој задатак;
Одговорио сваки мисије;
Нема потребе за било маска;
Њихова мисија може да буде и цемента.
Ово циввие живот је ОК;
Пиво продавница је тако близу;
Живи мој дан живот у дан;
Остало ништа за страх?
Они никада нису знали да је могао бити тако тамна. Су их користили у шуму ноћу, већ против непријатеља, ноћ је била сувише мрачна и застрашујућа. Обе стране су патролирали једни другима одбране, они отели заробљеника и следеће ноћи бисмо. Онда неки релативно мирна и тиха уследила.
Они и ми смо знали бојно поље, и разумео даље патролира је било непотребно. Они су били у својим рупама и подрумима, а ми били у нама. Оружје је знао и опсег и наше. Снајперисти слитхеред око обе стране фронта, заиста Данце мацабре. Обе стране су знали шта долази, борба до краја. Реците вашим молитвама или чок вашем пилетина, без обзира на осећао боље. Убрзо ракете ће бити отпуштен, пиштаљке ће бити разнесена. Потпуно неупотребљив отпад човечанства, само се надали да убију неколико пред својим мизерним смрт.
Главна претња је вукова; мањој опасности је оваца само лута искључен. До сада од других, ловокрадице су били мало забринутост. Вацслав провео многе ноћи на степа са својим стадо оваца. Он је постепено идентификовани звезданих система, и имао ујака који је истакао велики медвед и мали медвед. Вацслав убрзо сазнао да Северна звезда може лако наћи ако се може идентификовати Велики медвед, велики медвед или Велики Медвед. Као што је после његовог стада оваца, покушао је да онда наставите на земљишту његовог оца у односу на северу звезда.
Пте Петар Рихтер је био син зидар. Он је убрзо научили како да раде са својим рукама. Али, колико је имао у старту да постане упутство радник, попут зидар, он је такође имао жељу да пишем. Његов град Хецлкингдорф су производи неколико добрих писаца у своје време. Радио је у својим раним тинејџерским као физички радник, али и даље чува интерес у високом образовању.
Нажалост, за ову причу, њихови путеви ће крст на врата пакла који је Стаљинграда. Били су тек регрутовани су и после тренинга послати на Стаљинград у отприлике исто време. Обојица су желели да уђу у борбу, а свака се сматра добрим битку да се бори за. Убрзо су добили похабале сталним гранатирањем и смрти. Немачки појачања претворио у кап, а не много руских војника је преживео прелазак Волге.
Бука од тенкова;
Бука од Томми Гун;
Се да награду пре Ианкс;
Генералштаб је жао због свог сина.
Монти је британски Копиле;
Патон је психопата;
Како да убију војнике брже;
Гурните трупе нацистима гнев.
2 арогантан сероње;
Окрените плима рата у јаребицу ритам;
Сваки дан су сируп у чиније;
Трупе отопити њихова смрзнута стопала.
Многи мисије смо урадили;
Покушајте да помере муслиманској страни;
Требали смо бацили први камен;
Али јабонес ће плакати геноцид.
Сви смо ми под звездама;
Види овде их, види их тамо;
Трепере светла у баровима;
Скоро да изгледа превише фер.
На ивицу тоталног рата;
Ми сви као да мрзе једни друге;
Ко ће бити први који ће гурнути бара;
Свака глава пуцао је мајка.
Арсехолес, Муслимана и друггиес;
Нису ту имиграције правила?;
Имиграције особље нису старе фогиес;
Они су глупи будале.
Лектор је био изабран један;
Мрзе некога, да их мртве;
Воп опера је тон;
Још један роман да се прочита.
Како је ваш живот?
Да ли сте постићи ништа?
Да ли је то испуњено било сукоба?
Да ли сте одговори на сваки прстен?
Да ли је ваш живот 9-5?
Да ли сте добили куче смањи?
Да ли знају шта је живот?
Сила се на ивици.
Америчку телевизију ријалити шоу;
Губитник ианкс без живота;
Они су сви величине краве;
Живот привилегија без сукоба.
Наши војници су урадили свој задатак;
Одговорио сваки мисије;
Нема потребе за било маска;
Њихова мисија може да буде и цемента.
Ово циввие живот је ОК;
Пиво продавница је тако близу;
Живи мој дан живот у дан;
Остало ништа за страх?
Они никада нису знали да је могао бити тако тамна. Су их користили у шуму ноћу, већ против непријатеља, ноћ је била сувише мрачна и застрашујућа. Обе стране су патролирали једни другима одбране, они отели заробљеника и следеће ноћи бисмо. Онда неки релативно мирна и тиха уследила.
Они и ми смо знали бојно поље, и разумео даље патролира је било непотребно. Они су били у својим рупама и подрумима, а ми били у нама. Оружје је знао и опсег и наше. Снајперисти слитхеред око обе стране фронта, заиста Данце мацабре. Обе стране су знали шта долази, борба до краја. Реците вашим молитвама или чок вашем пилетина, без обзира на осећао боље. Убрзо ракете ће бити отпуштен, пиштаљке ће бити разнесена. Потпуно неупотребљив отпад човечанства, само се надали да убију неколико пред својим мизерним смрт.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
The Starless Nights
Pte Vacslav Tretiak looked up at the night sky. It reminded him of his home of Petrolow. His father raised sheep, and when Vacslavwas old enough, he would go out as a shepherd to look after his father's sheep herd. This he would do for 3-4 days, then get relieved by his brother. Then in 3-4 days he would be back shepherding and protecting his herd.
The main threat was wolves, a lesser threat was sheep just wandering off. So far from others, poachers were of little concern. Vacslav spent many nights on the steppes with his herd of sheep. He gradually identified star systems, and he had an uncle that pointed out the big bear and the small bear. Vacslav soon learned that the north star could be easily found if one can identify Ursa Major, the big bear or big dipper. As he followed his herd of sheep, he tried to keep then on his father's land in reference to the north star.
Pte Peter Richter was the son of a bricklayer. He soon learned how to work with his hands. But as much as he had a head start to become a manual labourer, like a bricklayer, he also had a desire to write. His town of Heclkingdorf had produces a few good writers in its time. He worked in his early teens as a labourer, but still kept an interest in a higher education.
Unfortunately, for this story, their paths would cross at the gates of Hell that was Stalingrad. They were drafted and after training sent to Stalingrad at about the same time. They both were keen to enter the fray, and each considered it a good battle to fight for. Soon they got worn down by constant shelling and death. German reinforcements dwindled to a trickle, and not many Russian troops survived the crossing of the Volga.
The clatter of the tanks;
The clatter of the tommy gun;
Get to the prize before the Yanks;
General Staff is sorry for your son.
Monty is a British Bastard;
Patton is a psychopath;
How to kill troops faster;
Push the troops to the Nazis wrath.
2 arrogant assholes;
Turn the tide of war into a partridge beat;
Every day they have syrup in their bowls,
Troops thaw out their frozen feet.
Many missions we have done;
Try to push the Muslim side;
We should have thrown the first stone;
But the jabones will cry genocide.
We are all under the stars;
See them here, see them there;
Flashing lights in the bars;
It almost seems too fair.
To the brink of total war;
We all seem to hate each other;
Who will be the first to push the bar;
Every head shot has a mother.
Arseholes, muslims and druggies;
Aren't there immigration rules?;
Immigration staff are not old fogies;
They are stupid fools.
Lector was a chosen one;
Hate someone, make them dead;
WOP operas was the tone;
Another novel to be read.
How was your life?
Did you accomplish anything?
Was it filled with any strife?
Did you answer every ring?
Was your life 9-5?
Have you got a doggy shrink?
Do you even know what life is?
Force yourself to the brink.
American TV reality shows;
Loser yanks with no life;
They are all the size of cows;
A life of privilege with no strife.
Our soldiers have done their task;
Answered every mission statement;
No need for any mask;
Their mission may as well be cement.
This civvie lif is OK;
The beer store is so near;
Live my life day to day;
Nothing left to fear?
They never knew it could be so dark. They were used to the woods at night, but against an enemy, the night was too dark and scary. Both sides patrolled each other's defences; they snatched prisoners and the next night we would. And then some relative calm and quiet.
They and we knew the battlefield, and understood further patrolling was unnecessary. They were in their holes and basements; we were in ours. Their guns knew the range, and ours also. Snipers slithered around both sides of the front lines, truly a dance macabre. Both sides knew what was coming, a battle to the end. Say your prayers or choke your chicken, whatever felt better. Soon the flares would be fired, whistles will be blown. A totally useless waste of mankind, they only hoped to kill a few before their own miserable death.
The main threat was wolves, a lesser threat was sheep just wandering off. So far from others, poachers were of little concern. Vacslav spent many nights on the steppes with his herd of sheep. He gradually identified star systems, and he had an uncle that pointed out the big bear and the small bear. Vacslav soon learned that the north star could be easily found if one can identify Ursa Major, the big bear or big dipper. As he followed his herd of sheep, he tried to keep then on his father's land in reference to the north star.
Pte Peter Richter was the son of a bricklayer. He soon learned how to work with his hands. But as much as he had a head start to become a manual labourer, like a bricklayer, he also had a desire to write. His town of Heclkingdorf had produces a few good writers in its time. He worked in his early teens as a labourer, but still kept an interest in a higher education.
Unfortunately, for this story, their paths would cross at the gates of Hell that was Stalingrad. They were drafted and after training sent to Stalingrad at about the same time. They both were keen to enter the fray, and each considered it a good battle to fight for. Soon they got worn down by constant shelling and death. German reinforcements dwindled to a trickle, and not many Russian troops survived the crossing of the Volga.
The clatter of the tanks;
The clatter of the tommy gun;
Get to the prize before the Yanks;
General Staff is sorry for your son.
Monty is a British Bastard;
Patton is a psychopath;
How to kill troops faster;
Push the troops to the Nazis wrath.
2 arrogant assholes;
Turn the tide of war into a partridge beat;
Every day they have syrup in their bowls,
Troops thaw out their frozen feet.
Many missions we have done;
Try to push the Muslim side;
We should have thrown the first stone;
But the jabones will cry genocide.
We are all under the stars;
See them here, see them there;
Flashing lights in the bars;
It almost seems too fair.
To the brink of total war;
We all seem to hate each other;
Who will be the first to push the bar;
Every head shot has a mother.
Arseholes, muslims and druggies;
Aren't there immigration rules?;
Immigration staff are not old fogies;
They are stupid fools.
Lector was a chosen one;
Hate someone, make them dead;
WOP operas was the tone;
Another novel to be read.
How was your life?
Did you accomplish anything?
Was it filled with any strife?
Did you answer every ring?
Was your life 9-5?
Have you got a doggy shrink?
Do you even know what life is?
Force yourself to the brink.
American TV reality shows;
Loser yanks with no life;
They are all the size of cows;
A life of privilege with no strife.
Our soldiers have done their task;
Answered every mission statement;
No need for any mask;
Their mission may as well be cement.
This civvie lif is OK;
The beer store is so near;
Live my life day to day;
Nothing left to fear?
They never knew it could be so dark. They were used to the woods at night, but against an enemy, the night was too dark and scary. Both sides patrolled each other's defences; they snatched prisoners and the next night we would. And then some relative calm and quiet.
They and we knew the battlefield, and understood further patrolling was unnecessary. They were in their holes and basements; we were in ours. Their guns knew the range, and ours also. Snipers slithered around both sides of the front lines, truly a dance macabre. Both sides knew what was coming, a battle to the end. Say your prayers or choke your chicken, whatever felt better. Soon the flares would be fired, whistles will be blown. A totally useless waste of mankind, they only hoped to kill a few before their own miserable death.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Western support of Libya
Well another misguided western mission..... The new government already stated they don't need any foriegn troops or anybody to assist them. So all the groups and tribes that supported Ghaddafi will get quietly killed. The new law and order in Tripoli will be Sharia, and the human abuses will eclipse old Ghaddafii. Thanks for the help western pawns, no we will rule a country dedicated to sharia, and our mission will be to overtake the world and bring sharia to every corner of the globe..
This force, and Iran, and Iraq (it will get run over by radicals as soon as the US troops leave), Pakistan, Afghanistan (another country that will get overrun by radical islamic troops,, the Taliban..), every poor north african country, Syria, Egypt, Jordan, Lebenon will even pile on, will make an end run to turn the whole middle east one big sharia ruled country, with their previous countries turned into provinces for the greater good. The west's only front line will be Isreal, and we will pour funds and arms into it to stem the tide over there, before the Islamfashists can plan an attack on western Europe. Once Isreal fails, without the defence of nuclear weapons, the road is open towards Europe. The only real force in the way is the country of Serbia, which have fought to keep Islam from Europe for hundreds of years. They will get support from Russia, but will not stop the tide of Islam into Europe. They will however, never surrender and fight a guerrila war against the Islamic hordes...
Once Islamic hordes attack Europe proper, they will get a co-ordinated defence from sworn enemies France and Germany. Unfortunately by this time, there have been so many muslim members in parliment in the UK, that they vote against any action against the Islamic onrush. But the true english, and anyone that cares about freedom, create guerilla forces to fight the weak government position.
Eventualy the islamic forces take over Europe, that being France and Germany; as the Scandanavian countries have already voted in equal rights for muslim terrorists. The eastern European countries don't answer their call from NATO to fight on, and reach an agreement with the Islamic forces. Russia doesn't agree with anything, and keeps on the sidelines.
Now islam and sharia control europe, and want more.. They plot against the south american and north american countries. South America has no real muslims, and decide to fight against anyone that threatens them. Central America's drug market has dwindled so they want a return to the status quo. Mexico make two pinatas, one full of candy and small bottles of booze, and one full of falafel.
So it comes down to the USA and Canada. The first thing we do is execute all Islams in our armies - a couple of thousand in the US Army and a couple in the Canadian Army.
Fortunately we have an all arms combined kind of army, so our navy, air force, and army can co-ordinate their efforts.
The islamic hordes sail from France in a hodge podge convoy of yachts, fish boats, and other small boats. The British Navy had already slipped away to Halifax to fight another day. Of course the islams didn't take any of the countries ferries, as homosexualism is not tolerated.
This rag tag band of islamists set out for global domination got about 50 kms off the coast of Europe and was sunk by both US submarines and all other countries submarines. Stupid islams never thought to defend against everything land, air, sea, and undersea...
Losers,,,
This force, and Iran, and Iraq (it will get run over by radicals as soon as the US troops leave), Pakistan, Afghanistan (another country that will get overrun by radical islamic troops,, the Taliban..), every poor north african country, Syria, Egypt, Jordan, Lebenon will even pile on, will make an end run to turn the whole middle east one big sharia ruled country, with their previous countries turned into provinces for the greater good. The west's only front line will be Isreal, and we will pour funds and arms into it to stem the tide over there, before the Islamfashists can plan an attack on western Europe. Once Isreal fails, without the defence of nuclear weapons, the road is open towards Europe. The only real force in the way is the country of Serbia, which have fought to keep Islam from Europe for hundreds of years. They will get support from Russia, but will not stop the tide of Islam into Europe. They will however, never surrender and fight a guerrila war against the Islamic hordes...
Once Islamic hordes attack Europe proper, they will get a co-ordinated defence from sworn enemies France and Germany. Unfortunately by this time, there have been so many muslim members in parliment in the UK, that they vote against any action against the Islamic onrush. But the true english, and anyone that cares about freedom, create guerilla forces to fight the weak government position.
Eventualy the islamic forces take over Europe, that being France and Germany; as the Scandanavian countries have already voted in equal rights for muslim terrorists. The eastern European countries don't answer their call from NATO to fight on, and reach an agreement with the Islamic forces. Russia doesn't agree with anything, and keeps on the sidelines.
Now islam and sharia control europe, and want more.. They plot against the south american and north american countries. South America has no real muslims, and decide to fight against anyone that threatens them. Central America's drug market has dwindled so they want a return to the status quo. Mexico make two pinatas, one full of candy and small bottles of booze, and one full of falafel.
So it comes down to the USA and Canada. The first thing we do is execute all Islams in our armies - a couple of thousand in the US Army and a couple in the Canadian Army.
Fortunately we have an all arms combined kind of army, so our navy, air force, and army can co-ordinate their efforts.
The islamic hordes sail from France in a hodge podge convoy of yachts, fish boats, and other small boats. The British Navy had already slipped away to Halifax to fight another day. Of course the islams didn't take any of the countries ferries, as homosexualism is not tolerated.
This rag tag band of islamists set out for global domination got about 50 kms off the coast of Europe and was sunk by both US submarines and all other countries submarines. Stupid islams never thought to defend against everything land, air, sea, and undersea...
Losers,,,
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