Special Edition – July 12, 2011

A VERY DISTURBING MEETING

I am discovering how lucky I am to have had the “misfortune” of moving to Sacramento, the Capital of California.

Ever since I was a kid, traveling with my parents, Sacramento was a “town” to drive through.  But lately, it has proven extremely beneficial as a meeting point for friends on their way to and from Washington, D.C.

Last night was no exception.  A close friend of mine – one of a very select few who “coached me” on my Congressional campaign in 2004 – gave me a call in the late afternoon, and wanted to know if we could “meet up for a couple of hours.”  Turned out we talked until almost 10:00 P.M.

What he had to relate to me was not at all fun to listen to, but the more he spoke the more it all seemed to fall into place.

But first, as a caveat, my friend is not some “wild-eyed” Conservative wacko.  In fact, he is more Libertarian than anything else.  He also has put in time with the CIA and acts as an independent consultant to information centers around the United States.  In other words, he has his fingers in a lot of things, and has always kept me informed as to “issues of substance.”  I am fully indebted to him for his input – and his trust.

The gist of our conversation ran along these lines.

First, he began to lay out the “pattern of deciet” that the Obama administration has been weaving ever since it gained access to the White House.  In truth, this was not anything I hadn’t figured out already.

But what started to become clear was the long-range planning of the Obama administration – and how it would go to any length to maintain its power in 2012.

First, the Debt Ceiling.  According to him it is complete theater.  Obama is going to hold out “until the cows come home” while biding his time.  Every second counts in this scenario.

The longer the ploy – the longer the distraction.

My friend told me that, as far as he knows, the debt ceiling WILL be raised.  That is a foregone conclusion, somewhere in the 90 percentile range.

What shocked me was the reason why this “diversionary tactic” was even taking place.

Ironically, in my last American Telegraph, I alluded to the nearly 800 BILLION DOLLARS in approved Defense spending.  Apparently, when he read that, he decided then and there to give me a call when he passed through Sacramento.

“Look, Larry,” he began.  “The Middle East is about to blow wide open – and Obama doesn’t have a clue as to what to do about it.”

Then he began to lay out the complete map.

“You were wrong when you said that we are actually fighting four wars,” he began.  “It is actually more like five – and counting.”  He moved his chair closer to mine, lowering his voice.

“We are now involved in Iraq, Afghanistan, and Libya, in this so-called Arab Spring bullshit.  But that is just the start.  We have been bombing Yemen for the last month.  That is FOUR countries.  We just reneged on our commitment to Pakistan, and we are on the verge of facing a militant Islamic radical government, that has nuclear weapons.  That is FIVE countries.  Rumor now has it that Obama is secretly planning an attack on Syria.  That is SIX.  My sources tell me that the long-range goal now is to take on Iran – sometime before the 2012 election.  That would make SEVEN!”

By this time my head was swimming.  I’ll admit, I had a few beers under my belt, and the weather was hot, but this was getting too serious, too fast.

Then he hit me with a gut shot.

“Do you see what I am saying,” he said in his calm coolness.  “We are now heading toward World War Three.”

I damn near chocked.  “What are you talking about?”

“Just this,” he said.  “Special Forces are being secretly ordered to deploy by July/August to Libya.  Other secret deployments are destined to go to Syria, Yemen – and Iran.  We have a Navy cruiser in the Black Sea and assult ships off the coast of Syria.”

I still did not understand what he was trying to say.

“Look, Klepinger,” he went on, “Obama is waiting for the right time to launch an all-out attack on Syria, and call it a humanitarian initative – not war.  If it is not WAR, he does not need Congressional approval. And if he pulls it off successfully, he will be built up by the media as strong on national security AND acting in the name of HUMANITY.  And in this sense, SOLIDIFYING his receiving of the Nobel Peace Prize. Plus, he would have done it on his own – and that is where the rubber meets the road.  He gets ALL the credit.  If successful, AUTOMATIC REELECTION.

I immediately ordered a double martini, stirring it with my finger as he went on.

“The earlier Libyan action was just a test to see how the American public would react.  Much to Obama’s surprise there was little dissension,  but he still pulled out, leaving it in the hands of NATO Forces.  It was a toe in the water kind of thing.”

All I could do was listen.

“You know, the Defense Secretary is in Iraq right now telling them that if they don’t stop the killing of US Forces, then we would have to RE-DEPLOY back into that country.  They wouldn’t send Panetta over there if they didn’t mean business.”

I was starting to squirm in my seat.  I did not like what I was hearing.

“And now there is talk about Egypt actually being in the midst of an internal struggle in which the radical Muslims are trying to take charge.  If that happens all bets are off for Obama.  He is the one who let Egypt go by the wayside.  I mean, Obama, has gotten himself into a real mess here.  He’s got drones dropping ordnance packages all over the place and a lot of people are getting seriously pissed off.”

He took a quick swig of his beer, then reached for my martini and sloshed that back, too.

“Thanks a lot,” I said.  “You bring me all this, then steal my drink to boot.”

His sense of humor has never faltered all the time I have known him.  He quickly waved his hand and two more doubles suddenly appeared at our table, three green olives in each glass.

“And now, do you want the real ball-breaker?”

“There’s more?”

“Saudi Arabia.”

“What has Saudi Arabia got to do with this?”

“The Royal Family sees what is coming, and they don’t like it one bit.  Since they took over the country, and renamed the damn place after their family, they have treated most of the regular population like dirt.  Sure, people have mediocre medical care, but don’t forget, every time one of the Monarchs need real medical attention, they take one of their private jets and fly to Walter Reed and get taken care of.  They sure as hell don’t go to an Arab doctor.  There are a lot of poor people in that country.”

“So what is Saudi Arabia going to do?”

“They are trying to figure that one out themselves.  A lot of people hate those fat bastards, them and their dozens of wives and hundreds of fucking Rolls Royces that they have stashed in underground garages.  Their neck is on the line.  They saw what Obama did to Egypt.  They figure they might be next.”

“But we are supposed to be their ally.”

“Yeah, just like Mubarak was our friend.  The whole place is unraveling – and that is why Obama wants to drag this debt thing out as long as he can.  If the whole country actually knew what was coming down the line, everybody would shit their pants.”

I looked at my friend, then asked, “So how does Israel fit into all of this?”

He smiled and said, “I was wondering if you were going to ask me that.  You haven’t heard much about Israel lately, have you?”

He was right.  Almost nothing.

“They are purposely lying low, so as not to piss off anybody right now.  If need be, they will always come in on our side, but they have been told to tone it down for the time being.  But they are ready – and willing to go at a moment’s notice.

I took a deep breath and held up my hand for him to stop.

“Too much info, huh.  But now I got something that you will really get a kick out of.”

ST. MORITZ

My friend raised his glass and said, “You pegged this one awhile back.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The Bilderberg Group.  They are meeting in St. Moritz, Switzerland this year.”

“So, what else is new?  Every time I write about them I get accused of being some conspiracy jerkoff.  I am getting tired of trying to tell people what is going on.  No one actually believes me.  Besides, I haven’t been following them for a long time.  I kind of gave up.”

“Well, think again, my man,” he said with a half-drunk twinkle in his eyes.  “This time it is a doozy.”

My friend is in his late-sixties, so “doozy” is part of his vocabulary.

“How so?” I asked, not really all that concerned.

“Well, wouldn’t you like to know who is going to be there?”

“Some old farts with old money trying to find a place to hide it, I suppose.”

“Well, smart ass, suppose again.  He popped an olive in his mouth, then continued.  “Would you believe that Jeff Bezos and Chris Hughes have been invited to attend?”

“Who is Chris Hughes?”

“One of the founders of Facebook,” he said casually.  “So, that is the head of Amazon AND Facebook at the same meeting. Craig Mundie from Microsoft will be there, along with Eric Schmidt from Google.  Am I getting through to you yet, big boy?”

He was.

“These guys are the heavies in ALL of the on-line compaines that really matter.  They control ALL the INFORMATION that goes to 95% of the people in the world.”

I was squirming again.

“And that is not all.  The President of the World Bank, the President of the European Council and a big shot from the European Commission, along with the US Deputy Secretary of State.  Plus representatives from the Brookings Institution, the Council on Foreign Relations, the Trilateral Commission, world bankers, and the top tier of world business leaders.”

“So what?”

“So what!”  It was actually the first time I had ever seen him get even the least bit excited.  “You had your finger on this one almost a year ago.  I thought you were going to follow through, but you dropped the ball.”

“I didn’t drop the ball,” I insisted.  “I just couldn’t get anybody to listen to me.”

“Well, you have to say it again.  Only this time a lot louder.”

“But what is the point of all this, anyway?”

“The point?” you ask.  “This has been the goal, the philosophy – the POINT of the whole Obama administration.  A ONE WORLD GOVERNMENT.”

I wiped beads of sweat from my forehead.  After all, it was still pretty warm outside.

“The only problem is, they don’t know what to do with the radical Islamists.  You see, they WERE NOT invited to the Hotel Suvretta House.”

“The what?”

“That is where they are all meeting in Switzerland.  They are trying to figure out how to maintain their financial hold on Europe, America – and also the Middle East.  But the real thing is that they have all the INFORMATION MOGULS there, along with some of the most powerful people in the world.  And you haven’t even written about it.”

“Well, I can’t write about everything.”

“That’s true, but you had better bring this up in your next newsletter.  Otherwise, I am going to quit wasting my time with you.”  Then he laughed and clinked my martini glass.

He went on.

“In all honesty, I hope none of this comes to pass, but people have been telling me that this plan of action by Obama – and those who actually control him – is very much in the mix.  I have had this confirmed by at least three other sources.  Of course, I don’t know for sure what is going on.  But I do know this.  All the distractions that have been happening are not by coincidence.  The media is purposely ignoring what is actually happening.  We could be heading into some really deep shit between now and November 2012 – and the majority of Americans are totally unaware of what potentially could go wrong.  They are completely clueless.”

After a few more points of small talk we shook hands and said goodbye.  Neither of us are the hugging type.

I promised to put all this into my next American Telegraph, but decided to make this a special edition, for fear of forgetting all the details by the end of the week.

Besides, I have been losing money on a steady basis in the Stock Market, and that has somewhat side-tracked my trend of thinking.

Any thoughts on this subject would be appreciated – either via the blog section or by personal e-mail.

Best wishes to all of you.  Sorry for the extra edition, but I wanted to get it out as soon as possible.

Take care, keep thinking positive – and stay informed.

Lawrence Klepinger
Editor/Publisher
THE AMERICAN TELEGRAPH