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Chuy’s
Mexican Restaurant – Bethesda, Maryland

        
Senator Quarter punched the remote off switch shutting down
the widescreen televised scenes of murder and mayhem at America’s federal
buildings. He picked up his cell phone and punched in a set of numbers. The
number was not known by any others, to his knowledge and was only to be used in
an emergency. The phone rang in Langley, Virginia. Senator Quarter’s brother,
feeling the cell phone on his hip tremble, excused himself and left the
conference room in the Central Intelligence Agency.

        
“Yeah, Chuck, what’s up?” The retired Senator’s brother
couldn’t recall the last time that his brother had called, so he suspected that
there was more to the call than a social purpose. As a Deputy Director of the
CIA his high position demanded that he not be placed in a difficult position
regarding sensitive, confidential information.

        
“You’ve of course been watching the coverage this morning on
the bombings….I need to know….I
really
need to know….if there’s any chance that the
big guy
is behind any of this?” The line was silent….it continued
in silence.

        
Finally the Senator’s brother responded. “Meet me for lunch
Saturday at Chuy’s.”

        
Both brothers had a special taste for extremely hot Mexican
food, so in the past when they had needed to meet unobtrusively, they met at
Chuy’s in Bethesda, a suburb of Washington, DC. Senator Quarter had already
started to prepare a message to be encoded and sent to eleven men whom he knew
would be expecting to hear from him.

        
The Senator’s message showed up encoded in what appeared to
be an ad for ED pills. With each new message a different ad would be used,
always an actual advertisement, but with an encoded message. The Senator thus
secretly advised his compatriots that he suspected that the violence was a
false flag, that he would confirm it this weekend and that he would let them
know immediately.

        
Chuy’s was constructed as a series of medium and small
rooms. Senator Quarter and his brother met early for lunch, as was their
pattern, so that they could grab their favorite table, sequestered in a small
alcove so that no one could hear them talk. They ordered the extra hot Saturday
special, guaranteed to burn their mouths, just as they liked it. After their
perky waitress brought them their extra-large aguas, Senator Quarter leaned
forward, shielding his mouth from a possible passing lip reader, asking, “Which
is it? False flag or the real deal? What’d ya find out, bro?”

        
“You’re not going to like it. I hesitate to even tell you.”

        
“Just as I thought….those dirty….”

        
“Wait….wait….you haven’t heard yet what I learned when I….”

        
Their conversation ceased as their waitress appeared with
another bowl of warm tortilla chips and more fire engine hot salsa.

        
Once the Chuy waitress left their space the Senator’s
brother continued, “Look….Don’t get
all
over the edge
with me.
Just listen
.
What I learned is that the bombings were all deep cover and they were all
arranged by the United States Federal government. That’s it in a nutshell.
We did it
….Sorry to say….
Very
sorry to say. I’m no neophyte on
these kinds of things….far from it. The CIA has done its share of black flag
events in other nations. How do you think the Shah was thrown out of office?
And he was our friend. But, these staged ‘flaggers’, as one source called them,
are
way
too much, even for me. Over a
thousand folks are in coffins, all just to blame the right wing and the gun
folks, so that serious repression of the enemies
of the big guy can crank into gear.”

        
“It’s
true,
then,”
the Senator exclaimed, holding his head in both hands, “the bombings were
designed to cover the President’s plans to start imprisoning, maybe even start
shooting, his political opponents. The right wing - the Americans who have figured
out who he
really is
. He has to
eradicate the religious right wing, the gunners, the Tea Party, in order to
make the nation red to its core. What a
tragedy
that we have come to this
sorry
state!”

        
The Senator’s brother ate several chips, slowly slathering
them in hot salsa, as he waited for the Senator to think through what he had
just heard. After watching his brother fight the federal government in the
Senate for twelve years, he knew that he would not walk away from this fight,
undoubtedly the most important of his life.

        
The Senator finally spoke, “You’re a
true
American patriot. That sounds hokey, but
I mean it
. Most brothers in high office would have avoided me,
worried about their own skins, their own careers. You may have just
saved
your country. I need to get in
touch with my guys, now,
sooner
than
now. Thanks. Thanks
so
much.”

        
Following their pepper infused luncheon the bothers hugged
and went their separate ways - the Senator to his suburban Virginia home and
the Senator’s brother to the local firing range in Alexandria for some Saturday
afternoon firearm practice.

        
The Washington Post
reported on Sunday morning that the Senator’s brother had
“suffered an accidental fatal gunshot to the head Saturday at an area
firing range
”. The front page article stated that the CIA Deputy Director’s
death was caused by a ricocheted bullet from an adjoining shooter. The
concluding line of the article noted that it was an irony that the shooter, who
was reported to “feel terrible about the accident”, was also an employee of the
CIA.

33

Senator
Charles M. Quarter’s Home Office

Alexandria,
Virginia

        
Senator Quarter’s Saturday afternoon promised to be
uneventful. What was not uneventful was his drive back to his home from the
Hart Senate Office Building. He was half-listening to his car radio while at
the same time composing what he would say in his coded message to the eleven.
The newscaster, though, caught the Senator’s attention when the Senator thought
he heard his brother’s name followed by the news of his accidental death at a
shooting range in northern Virginia. He quickly pulled off the road and pulled
out his cell phone. Punching in his brother’s name on Safari brought up on the
screen the news flash of his death, only two hours before. The Senator was
rocked. Weeping and pounding the steering wheel of his car, he shouted that
they wouldn’t get away with it. It was some time before he was able to drive
and return to his home. The Senator had no siblings and both parents were gone.
He was the only member of his family still alive, though he knew that his days
had just been limited by his brother’s assassination. He was confident that
there was a large red target on his back.

        
Senator Quarter made it to his Alexandria, Virginia home and
into his comfortable den, overlooking the Potomac. Pulling himself together,
and with an intense desire to get even, he wrote an encoded message to the
eleven. The eleven then received an advertisement pushing credit cards by a New
York bank. The ad had been encoded by the Senator’s digital security device.
When the eleven received the credit card promotion they knew it was encoded
because of a small, innocuous mark, which changed monthly. Once the ad was
recognized as being encoded, the recipients opened the text. Recipients typed
in a short mixture of letters and numbers which then opened a paragraph in the
ad. The opened paragraph would be written in Estonian, Italian or Spanish,
depending on the month. A series of numbers and letters and the English text of
the encoded message were displayed on the screen, but only for enough time to
read the text through twice. The eleven read the following message:

        
RED ALERT – I have
confirmed today that the recent violence was planned and originated as a false
flag by the federal government. Exact agencies involved are still unknown. You
are authorized to pass this confirmation on to your contacts, though without
attribution to me, at this point in time. The purpose, as we expected, is to
give cover to federal agents, most likely DHS, to arrest those opposed to the
Administration, blaming them for being connected to groups involved in the
bombings around the country. Expect imminent arrests of leaders of pro-life,
Constitutionalists, conservative, Tea Party and related groups and associations.
Shootings are possible, even likely. Please alert your contacts and strongly
suggest that these targeted leaders go into hiding as soon as they (you) get
this message. Fleeing the country is highly recommended. Many options open to
do so, but avoid travel by air. The feds are quite good at finding people in
hiding. They (you) have very little time to remove themselves (yourselves) from
normal locations. VERY LITTLE TIME. I’ll be back to you imminently with a
specific action plan, as it may develop. If you are a praying person, your
prayers will be appreciated, particularly for me and my family as we mourn the
death of my brother, who gave his life yesterday for his nation. Chuck.

34

Mission San Antonia de Valero

“The Alamo” – The Shrine of Texas Liberty

San Antonio, Texas

 

“The Babylonians are all like
lions roaring for prey.
They are
like lion cubs growling for something to eat.”

(Jeremiah 51:38-NET)

 

        
In the 17
th
century Mexico decided to go to war
to retake Texas. As part of the armed effort to do so, the Mexican army cavalry
occupied the Alamo in San Antonio. For decades the building had been a mission
to the local Indians. The Mexican troops named it after their hometown, Alamo
de Parras, Coahuila. Alamo in Spanish means ‘cottonwood’. In December, 1835,
‘Texians’ and ‘Tejano’ volunteers re-occupied the Alamo after five days of
intense battles against General Martin Perfecto de Cos.

               
On
February 23, 1836 General Antonio López de Santa Anna's army arrived outside
San Antonio. The Texians and Tejanos held out for thirteen days against Santa
Anna's attacking army. William B. Travis, the commander of the Alamo, sent
messages out for help from towns in Texas. After a week of the siege thirty two
volunteers from Gonzales arrived, which brought the number of defenders to one
hundred and eighty-nine. The defenders decided that the Alamo was the key to
the defense of Texas. They pledged to each other to give their lives rather
than surrender the Alamo to Santa Anna. The defenders included Jim Bowie, famed
knife fighter, and David Crockett, frontiersman and former congressman from
Tennessee.

        
On March 6, 1836 the final battle was formed. In spite of
small arms fire and cannon from inside the Alamo, repulsing several attacks,
columns of Mexican soldiers scaled the walls and rushed inside. A desperate
battle resulted in the death of all of the defenders of the Alamo. The Alamo
was a heroic struggle against impossible odds — a place where men made the
ultimate sacrifice for freedom. Upon hearing what happened at the Alamo
thousands volunteered for the Texian army, leading to a victory later in 1836
and securing Texas’s independence.

        
Every revolution starts with an organizer, a person who sees
a wrong and wants it righted, even if it requires force of arms. The initial
organizer of what came to be known as Alamo II was a sixty-six year old veteran
of the Vietnam War named Tom Quinn. Tom was with the Army’s ‘All
 
American’ 84
th
Airborne Division
and saw combat, winning three awards for valor. He was a quintessential army
veteran, proud of his service on behalf of his country. He frequently told his
children and grandchildren that America was the best country in the world.
Worth fighting for. Worth dying for. That all changed when he received an
e-mail from a vet buddy which included details of what was described as a
Communist takeover of the U.S. government.

        
When Tom first read the title of the e-memo he started to
lose his temper, which he had a habit of doing. But, as Tom began to read the full
text he soon realized that many of his questions about what had happened to his
country were answered. By the end of the memo Tom Quinn had arrived at two very
firm opinions. The first was that the President of his beloved country and many
of the nation’s mainstream media were Marxists. The second was that he knew in
his gut that he would have to do more about it than just get angry. He needed
to send this memo to his vet buddies and then get them together. He had to know
what the men who fought to keep America free intended to do about their country
being taken over by Communists.

        
The men who met at the American Legion hall in northern
Houston were serious. Serious about what they saw happening in their country
and serious about wanting to do something about it. Something meaningful. The
discussion that first night sometimes became angry and almost violent. Tom
Quinn had selected the men he called together because each was known to be a
patriot, almost all were veterans and every single one was seriously incensed
about what they saw as a takeover of their country. No one disputed that their
country’s government was now under the direction and control of Marxist
activists. To a man they agreed that the only way to explain America’s deaf and
blind mainstream media was that they were also educated and trained by Marxist
professors in journalism school.

        
They were also convinced that the car bombings of federal
buildings were an inside DHS sponsored false flag event meant to incite
America’s gun owners and those who opposed the President into armed violence.
They had been hearing stories from friends around the country of the arrests of
conservative and religious leaders, with imprisonment in FEMA re-education
camps. Several had received letters from the VA threatening to take away their
benefits if they retained firearms, even though they may have an exemption from
the McAlister Act as a hunter or sportsman. After discussing the matter at
length, the men decided that they would give the ‘Commies in our government’
what they apparently desperately wanted – a Texas-sized firefight.

        
The men called themselves the Texas Last Stand Patriots.
After two more meetings they decided that they would make their stand at the
Alamo. To insure that the symbolism of what they were doing at the Alamo would
be clearly understood, they limited the number of Last Stand Patriots who would
occupy the Alamo to one hundred and eighty-nine, the same number as those who
died for freedom in the same building almost 180 years before. They wanted to
send
a message.
An unmistakable
communication. They also hoped that their stand at the Alamo would have the
same effect as the 1836 battle, that many thousands would join in the future battle
for America. They had taken an oath to each other to the death, as they knew
that they would be facing armed federal agents. Most had outlived their good
friends and were willing to fight for their country’s freedom one last time.
None had young children, as Tom decided not to recruit anyone who would leave
fatherless children. Only four were married, but they insisted on joining the
insurrection anyway.

        
The insurrectionists learned early in their planning that
gaining entry to the Alamo was easy. The plaza in front of the hallowed
building provided them quick access to the front doors. They arrived at Alamo
Plaza in buses and vans, each volunteer with his firearm and several dressed in
period costume appropriate for the early 1830’s. They timed their entry into
the Alamo with an e-mail sent to the White House, DHS, CCC, national media and
local media in Texas advising that they were occupying the Alamo and inviting
federal troops to come and remove them. The governmental recipients of the
e-mail accepted the invitation. An initial plan to attempt to negotiate with
the protestors was overruled by the DHS with approval from the White House. The
administration concluded that talking to the occupants of the Alamo would
accomplish nothing, but would instead give them credibility and build sympathy
with the public.

        
Immediately after occupying the building the Texas Last
Stand Patriots hung a banner across the front saying:

REMEMBER THE ALAMO

OUT WITH THE COMMIES

 

        
An intensive firefight started when DHS and CCC armed
troops, without prior warning, laid down a withering round of gunfire across
the front of the building. The small windows were immediately shattered,
sending shards into the main building. Those inside who were still able to do
so returned fire, though few federal troops were hit, as they were shielded
behind their armored vehicles parked end to end across Alamo Plaza. Armed DHS
and CCC troops moved forward to the building’s windows and original gun
portals. They poured thousands of rounds into the building over the next forty
minutes. At first, significant return fire took place, but after several
minutes it became obvious that no one inside the building was either willing or
able to fire back. In spite of the lack of return from inside the building,
federal troops continue firing round after round to insure a total kill. There
was no lack of ammunition.

        
Federal agents finally ceased fire, waited a half hour, and
then sent armor clad troops through the doors into the building. Five
critically injured men were located by troops as they entered the historic
building, with the balance of the insurgents found dead. It was not immediately
obvious if the deaths and injuries suffered by the Texas Last Stand Patriots in
their Alamo-like stand would have any meaningful impact, or even be reported by
media outside of central Texas. America’s mainstream media generally abided by
the administration’s request that acts of insurrection were not considered
newsworthy and that reporting them could lead to ‘copycat’ events.

        
What the administration and its supportive mainstream media
could not censor, however, was a three minute video clip that had been
photographed on a tourist’s cell phone camera. The tourist’s upload to YouTube
was circulated to millions of Americans who watched with horror, before it was
pulled down by order of the DHS, as one of America’s most revered structures
came under federal government assault. There was no way to avoid seeing the
banner mounted on the Alamo, even as it was eventually cut down by withering
gunfire. Within a week Alamo II on Facebook had over millions of followers.
Overnight polls taken routinely by the White House revealed a sharp drop in
levels of support for the President especially in the south central and
southwest United States.

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