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The best you'll hear on the Mumbai issue so far.

If Alex Jones is speaking, you will be quiet and you will listen.

He doesn't believe what people tell him. He knows that people lie. He knows that one thing can be made to look like something else completely. If he were to visit my neighbor's house and see that red firebox outside with the code to the alarm and the handcuffs and the keys to the house in it, he would roll his eyes at the hand-lettered sign on it: TERRISS RESPONCE KIT

You can't fool him. He would know that I intend to kill my neighbor and rape his wife.

My own comments on the matter: The operation seems to be well planned and equipped. One of those tribal groups was likely aided by some foreign entity, one that would benefit by playing India and Pakistan off one another. Pretty basic stuff.

Why am I always looking askance at Israel? Won't I cut them a break? I do. It is my style to forgive. But when I catch a dog fouling my yard once, he places himself at the top of my short list of usual suspects.

Here's one final pitch to My Ho Network.

"Chris, we don't like how you talk to us. You're supposed to genuflect and beseech unto us our considera--"

--That's not gonna happen. Don't you know my M.O. by now? I elbow my way in, bust up the place, and claim what's mine. Here I am. Please take no personal offense. Everyone gets some of my magic. It's how you know I love you.

"Again, you don't even have an agent."

Fine. If you need me to have an agent, pick one for me.

"You are one cocky bastard, Chris."

Yup. But I deliver. ...Would that all your properties could...

So here's what I'm thinking: You've got that amusement park down in Orlando. (By the way, I like that Hulk rollercoaster. Do you know that part when you get launched upward at the beginning? It would be so much cooler if you could have some actors dressed up as ride attendants who make like there's a problem with the ride but they can't shut it off. The riders overhear something on one of the "attendant's" radios about the track having collapsed. So everyone's scared shitless to begin with. And then alarms go off and warning lights flash as the coaster continues its propelled ascent up the track. But the shutoff switch doesn't work. And everyone's screaming and crying as the coaster gets ejected from the launch tube. And there's no track on the other side of the launch tube, and the coaster is just flying through the air and all the cars are jackknifing like some kind of tractor trailer gone bad. Everyone thinks they're going to die. But what really happens is that there is a net there to catch the rollercoaster. And hydraulic actuators make that brrrrrrr sound as they lower the net to the ground, several hundred feet below. And then the bored, gum-chewing ride attendants come out and raise everyone's lap bars and it's all over. I think this is better because you can save money by not having all that unneeded track for the rest of the ride.)

But anyway, you've got the whole studio down there. I assume you film things there. Like TV shows and whatnot.

Here's my idea: There's this guy, right? He works at a 7-11. (Which is good because maybe we can get them to sponsor a portion of the show. We'll do product tie-ins and show people drinking Big Gulps.) The guy is nobody. But he's actually the single most powerful man in the world. He lives in his parent's basement, maybe, and he has a blog, and he disguises himself inside a performance art piece by the name of Chris King Pop Icon. He has perfect plausible deniability. And he reserves the right to make things up. He leaves to his make-believe audience the responsibility for determining what is true.

I envision a madcap show. Maximum laughs per minute. Car chases, Chris' exploits fighting crime, pillow talk with his girlfriend Jelly (if I can get away with it; otherwise her name will be Raputa.) If you've ever read the book A Confederacy of Dunces --which I highly recommend-- that is my target comedic sensibility for the show.

"But what is it about?"

It's about nothing. A documentary is about something. A drama is about something. Comedies are about nothing. You just string together a succession of laughs. That is the point of a comedy show. (As opposed to the brand of stand-up that I have been performing, which I have conceived to be something different. Much of my stand-up act is distinctly non-funny social commentary.)

The name of the TV show is Chris King Pop Icon's ProductName Seven.

I'll handle the show, you handle the money. I'll sell the advertisers' products, you provide the studio and the people.

"How much do you want to get paid?"

I couldn't care less. Here's a number: I'll write, act, and provide directorial input for a duration not to exceed one season's worth of episodes, for one hundred thousand dollars. (Details, of course, have to be hammered out before this can be considered an "offer.") After any first season, we'll renegotiate.

Or you can lock it all in at once. We'll talk about it. Everything's negotiable.

"How do we enter into a binding legal agreement with you, what with your unique legal status?"

We'll create a corporation by the name of CKPI Industries, a corporation that can be sued within the conventional legal system. You contract with that entity. That entity pays me. We'll figure it out.

"How do we contact you?"

Orlando's a small town. Someone will know where to find me, should anyone go looking. Start with the newspapers. I'll be there from approximately December 17th to January 15th.

"What makes you think you can launch a show and assemble and maintain an audience?"

You do.

And here's the sweetener: If I fail to deliver to you an emmy within one season, I will forfeit some portion of my compensation. (This assumes, of course, that I have access to all required resources, writers, promotions, etc. etc. etc. But it's a gamble I'm willing to make. ...because I know I'll deliver.)

But that's Britain.

The arrest and interrogation of Damian Green, one of Britain’s leading opposition politicians, by the counter-terrorism police (November 27, 2009) on ‘suspicion of conspiring to commit misconduct in a public office’ is an extraordinary event. Counter-terrorism officers searched his homes and offices in London and his constituency. He was questioned for nine hours and released on bail without charge, but must return next February for further questioning. The police action happened when the world’s attention was focused on the terrorist attacks in the Indian city of Mumbai.

http://www.prisonplanet.com/cops-seize-tory-mp-uproar-in-police-state-britain.html

Culturally, the British have no knowledge of human liberty. They are natural-born slaves. Brits, for the most part, cannot even own guns.

Free men walk around with forty-fives on their belts. It is a fashionable accessory in an age of lawlessness.

"See that? That's the law."

In a game of rock, paper, scissors, a sidearm always wins. ...which is why criminals are forever trying to ban them...

The problems facing this country are many, many, many.

And they are severe --not that anyone here doesn't already know that.

But they all have their origins in one thing: money. The economy. Industry. Human action.

It is true that the love of money is the root of all evil. But I believe that with the proper framework, the love of money can also be an energy source to promote good.

I'm no economist. You know that, right? But I'm no lawyer either; that didn't stop me from devising a method of destroying the United States. So you might want to listen to my unschooled opinion. I cart around zero assumptions about anything. And I don't believe a single word that people tell me. I'm funny that way.

Economics and physics are essentially the same discipline. They both describe the movement of energy. Mass, energy, and information are synonymous. Money represents energy. Economics describes the movement of information, plain and simple.

In my unschooled way of viewing the matter, an economy is an energy conversion, storage, and transport mechanism. Therefore, it is an information conversion, storage, and transport mechanism.

Guess what I specialize in. I view this world as pure information. Always have.

So I shall modestly submit my prodigious talents to the task of fixing this ever-lovin' mess.

"Quid pro quo, Clarice. Quid pro quo..."

I WANT OFF THAT THREAT LEVEL ORANGE TERRA LIST. I want everyone out of my face. I want people to be able to buy a ticket to my show without getting hassled by the Government Man. I'm tired of being a pauper and a pariah.

I WANT TO WORK IN COMEDY AND MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH. I WANT A BIGGER CANVAS. I CANNOT DO THIS IF PEOPLE ARE NOT BUYING TICKETS TO MY SHOW. I NEED TO HIRE CAMERA PEOPLE AND ALL THAT SO I CAN MAKE MY TV SHOW.

AND IF THERE ARE ANY INSTITUTIONAL IMPEDIMENTS TO MY WORKING IN TELEVISION, I WANT THEM REMOVED.

The days of working on spec are over.

I will not speak a single word on any matter that might improve the United States' position until I get something for myself.

And if I do not get what I want, I'll take my marbles and go home.

Things that I Like. By Chris King.

"I've been expecting you, Christopher."

...Or so went the title of a lengthy piece that I was in the process of composing when my computer locked up. The piece employed the M83 "Caresses" music bed that I have on my youtube channel.

The piece was an unfinished first draft. I do not relish rewriting it from memory. I prefer not to rewrite things. It could never be the same. And I doubt it would be better. So I will not rewrite it.

In it, Chris pays a visit to SUPERMIND. '...Of all these houses, why this one? It seems a bit simple...' '...I built every house on this street. I live here because it would have me...'

'...Why do I forget so very many things?...' '...A cup here, a saucer there. Into each cupboard I place a thing. You are the target audience of your own material, Christopher...'

If you have contacts in intelligence, you might be able to get a copy of the piece. It was auto-saved several times to the typepad server, so the traffic went out. Someone has it.

So let's just leave it at that. We'll leave the nature of Chris' visit as occluded as SUPERMIND's original visit to Chris five years ago. It seems... proper... Perhaps it deserves that respect.

But here is the music:

Mmm hmm.

Meanwhile, eight hostages were freed from the headquarters of a Jewish outreach group, according to an official of the Maharashtra state home department, speaking on customary condition of anonymity. However, it was unclear if any others remained inside the ultra-orthodox Chabad Lubavitch offices.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/11/26/indian-terror-shootings-i_n_146708.html

Let me guess how the storyline will read: "Al Qaeda blew up some stuff in Mumbai. And they targeted Americans, Britons, and Jews, so obviously none of those three groups could have done it. Right? I mean, why would Mossad attack Jews? That's weirdo talk."

When staging false flag events, it is advisable that the perpetrating entity include itself in the targets. "See? They attacked us. Ergo, we were the target, not the targeter. Sheesh; what are you, stupid?" It's pretty basic stuff.

This is why the Pentagon received an attack on 9-11. (Which attack was most likely a missile launched from nearby. The damage sustained was inconsistent with an airplane.) "See? They attacked us too. So, obviously, we had nothing to do with it. Why would we attack ourselves? That's kookie talk. What is this, Operation Gladio or something?"

I assure you that American, British, and Israeli intelligence services perpetrated this Mumbai incident, through some front operation group. Bankers want very badly to send their (ineffectual, dick-tripping, soup-bowl-wearing) United States military into Pakistan. Expect the affair to be blamed on Al Qaeda in Pakistan.

Why, Mossad apparently has even entered into a partnership with Al Qaeda, drumming up recruits:

Those numbers are bound to get worse as news of the latest Israeli caper hits the headlines. It really wasn't such a hot idea for the Mossad to recruit Palestinians into a phony Al Qaeda cell in Gaza. It was too easy to trace the cell-phone calls and emails back to Israel, as well as Germany and Lebanon. Aside from that, however, there was something a little fishy about their recruitment methods, such as this message cited by ABC News (via Reuters):

http://www.antiwar.com/justin/j120902.html

If there are any more attacks this weekend on world financial centers, say, New York, we will know exactly who was behind it.

...Al Qaeda!

...You know, Israeli intelligence. They are in partnership, after all...

Whatever might that darling little nation be up to?

When I first read the news of the coordinated attacks on specific places firing automatic rifles and lobbing grenades in the city of Mumbai on the west coast of India that occured Wednesday night, I deduce it is Mossad in the planning and execution of the attack — by themselves or the deployment of Manchurian candidates — to provoke international outrage towards the designated enemy. Over 80 persons died and more than 250 wounded.

Turns out this might be the case. Mossad allegedly had a hand in Mumbai train attacks two years prior.

In BBC online article, it reported “A witness told local television that the gunmen were looking for people with British or US passport.”

Here’s the bizarre article (”CIA, MOSSAD HAND BEHIND SANGH PARIVAR’S EXTREMISTS”) recently posted as translated from Urdu.

Why Mossad chose to attack Mumbai is not a mystery. It is a financial capital of the entire country, similar to Wall Street of New York City in the U.S. But for what motives? We can only speculate.

A reminder, Crime of Zion exposed Mossad’s role in attack on U.S. Embassy in Yemen.

http://www.prisonplanet.com/mossad-behind-the-mass-terror-attack-in-mumbai-india.html

By deception do they wage war? Do they want their American drones to expand the terra war to Pakistan?

"Back up a little bit."

"That's where he starts calling for her."

Engine Forensics spent months poring over the data that had been passed between the two engines. A record is kept of their conversations for just such an occurrence: Should there be an engine failure, it is vitally important that the cause be understood. It cannot be overemphasized just how dangerous those engines are. They calculate wave functions and then potentiate them for collapse. Not only do those engines possess the power to create worlds, they possess the power to destroy them. There has only ever been one ship outfitted with spacetime engines for precisely this reason.

"...Are you going to destroy the world?..."

"...No, son. Let's hope that I know what I'm doing..."

Engine number two had gone missing. It became infected. We know that already. The engineers were attempting to reconstruct events.

"Back it up. ...This is where he realizes she's gone. ...There's his beacon. He's attempting retrain. She's not replying."

There are only two things about this Mumbai attack that interest me.

The attacks were bound to spook investors in one of Asia's largest and fastest-growing economies.

...

Commandos had also gathered outside a Jewish center where a rabbi is thought to have been taken hostage, but later apparently decided to hold off from an assault.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20081127/ts_nm/us_india_mumbai_shootings_23