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The Office of the President of the United States of America is a job. It pays $400,000 per year, but it cost $1 billion dollars to get the job. It’s not a very good return on investment, unless you own both horses in the two-horse race, and you have unlimited funds available, and the ultimate prize is not just to control the president, but to control the world.

Over the last 50 years, we have watched a convoluted conga line of Zombie Dogs parade through the White House. The current office holder is Barrack Obama (Who’s he?). His predecessor — George Bush Jr. (“Let me tell you a goat story”) His predecessor — Bill Clinton: (“I did not have sex etc.”) His predecessor — George Bush Sr. (long-time CIA operative and agency director). His predecessor — Ronald Reagan (Hollywood B-movie actor). His predecessor — Jimmy Carter (peanut farmer and submarine commander). His predecessor — Gerald Ford (appointed to office by Nixon; and then he pardoned Nixon). His predecessor — Richard Nixon (Mobbed-up and resigned in shame). His predecessor — Lyndon Johnson (possible murderer and totally corrupt). What do these Zombie Dogs have in common? The Controllers keep them on a very tight leash. Disobedient Zombie Dogs will be disciplined. And uncontrollable or unneeded Zombie Dogs will be put down.

Soon it may be President Obama’s turn to whine and whimper. Writer Jon Rappoport’s has blogged that the “liberal jackals” are now attacking Obama in ways that are similar to days of Nixon’s demise. Scandals are popping up like pimples on a pubescent punk. Why? We really don’t know, because it is all part of the hidden agenda of the Controllers.

But we have seen this before. Nixon, in his second term, was forced to resign based on an eruption of negative media revelations. Never mind that the man had a complete history of decades of dirty dealings prior to his impeachment hearings.

During the Watergate fiasco, strange things happened. It was a game of Zombie Dog musical chairs. First Vice President Agnew resigned in shame to make room for Nixon’s appointment of Gerald Ford as V.P. Then Nixon resigned and Ford moved up the ladder to the presidency. Ford then appointed Nelson Rockefeller as V.P. and this is where it got interesting. In the month of September, 1975, there were two assassination attempts on Zombie Dog Ford. Had one succeeded, Nelson Rockefeller would have become president. Nice try…

Then we move on to Jimmy Carter who managed to have a reasonably peaceful four years although he was constantly in the dog house dealing with the economy and the hostage crisis. But Zombie Ronald was obviously in the way. Just two months into his reign, he was hit by an assassin’s bullets and came very close to dying. V.P. George Bush Sr. was in the wings ready to take over as top dog. Zombie Dog Bush Sr. handled Ronnie Dog for eight years, and was himself a well-behaved Zombie Dog for his four years as president — “good dog George”. He gave way to Bill Clinton, a “nobody’s nobody” from Arkansas, who became the head Zombie Dog in 1992. But by the fall of 1994, he needed some discipline or at least a reminder that he was on a leash. So the White House was shot up with an AK 47, and a small plane was crashed on the White House lawn. After that, he was a good Zombie Dog until the end of his second term when he received a stiff rebuke from the Controllers. He was impeached by the U.S. Congress for lying about his Oval Office sex hijinks.  With that, this hound finally got the message.

George Bush Jr. brought in the new millennium. Poor George was one of those “beaten dogs.” He would whimper and crawl into a corner if his daddy raised his voice. Thus, he was a very controllable dog. In fact, the man who held his leash for eight years was his Vice President, the “seasoned adviser” Dick “sorry I shot you in the face” Cheney. This was a man who could handle his “dogs”. No problems with the Bush Jr. Dog.

Maybe it’s time for a trip to the woodshed for the Big O. We don’t know what he did to offend his masters. Maybe he did nothing — which is likely with Obama — but maybe it’s time for a real leader to be installed — not a Zombie Dog but the Man Behind the Leash. Don’t take it personally Mr. President…every dog has his day.

W. Green Author of SAVING JFK

Photo Credit Javier Brosch (modified)

1932 - X-ooming FDR

Coming Soon

“Coming Soon” is a frightening concept for an author. But I can say with some certainty that my new Time Travel Twins book is “in the works”. This new book explores the possibility of time travelers from the year 2032 returning in time to the year 1932. Why? They want to X-oom FDR in the hopes that their world will become a better place. The official history book of 2032 looks back at the era of the Great Depression and lists Franklin Delano Roosevelt only in a footnote. He never won the 1932 presidential election because the election was never held. In fact, for four years after 1932 the entire United States was under martial law. The declaration of martial law followed weeks of nationwide lawlessness which broke out after the “Bonus Massacre”. Many World War veterans and other civilians were killed in a riot in Washington D.C. in the summer of 1932 that had pitted thousands of Bonus Marchers against the U.S. Army. As a result, the 1932 presidential election was cancelled. Finally in 1936 a new president was elected in normal fashion. President Herbert Hoover held the reins of the country through a second term of very difficult years with the able assistance of General Douglas MacArthur who had acted as his right-hand strongman. They were a dynamic and dictatorial duo. And what happened to that very genial fellow, Mr. Roosevelt, who almost became president? Well, he sort of drifted into obscurity after the election was cancelled — he had a little problem with the bottle — and he stumbled from one failed business venture to another. Some say he would have won easily if the tragic events of the summer of ’32 had never happened.

Emma, Ethan and Zak speculate that if they only could get this fellow FDR into office, the world would be a gentler, kinder place. They had similar thoughts when they tried to save JFK, but that adventure was, at best, only a partial success. Now they are going back to the root of the problem — fix the world in 1932 and everything else will improve from there — at least that is what these dreamers from the year 2032 envision. This summer I invite you to follow their flight to the past when 1932 — X-ooming FDR will be published. Thanks for your support.

 

 W. Green Author of SAVING JFK

 

 

The Campaign

Aye to Aye

Poking fun at the activities, habits and behaviors of those fine men and women who form the Congress of the United States of America is a time-honored American pastime. Turning over this rock and exposing the crawling life forms below is almost guaranteed to get laughs. Congressional politicians are pompous, self-serving, duplicitous, and always running for election. The Campaign takes advantage of the easy hee-haws these 435 useless, ineffective folks provide on a daily basis. They are the low-hanging fruit on the comedy tree only inches above potty jokes. Will Farrell and Zach Galifianakis harvest an almost non-stop, belly full of laughs for at least 70 out of the 85 minutes. Farrell’s character Cam Brady is married to his hairdo and obsessively self-assured as he embarks on another Congressional campaign. Running unopposed, he has tossed caution to the wind. He sees himself as invincible. But on the last filing day, Galifinakis’ character Marty Huggins enters the race. He’s sponsored by a couple of rich moguls who now view their “boy” Cam Brady as a liability — time to install a new stooge politician.

What follows is a rollicking campaign filled with outrageous accusations, unequivocal denials, repentant sinners and vicious winners. The movie is rich in sight gags and wisecracks. But for all these rapid-fire rim shots to generate humor, Cam Brady and Marty Huggins need a straight man — a Bud Abbott, Dean Martin, Ed McMahon type — the set-up guy — the commentator — the yang. That role in the movie is fulfilled by the same people who do it in “real life” — the television news personalities: Wolf Blitzer, Chris Matthews, Dennis Miller, Piers Morgan, Bill Maher and others provide the context for the jokes. The result is a naturally funny and unpretentious political movie.

Unlike 1998’s Bullworth which was a serious comedy about a politician who outrageously decides to tell the truth, there is no point to The Campaign except the obvious — it is easier to laugh at the spectacle of our national congressional elections than it is to change the system. Unfortunately, the joke is on those American citizens who participate in this mockery every two years. Italy may have its Beppe Grillo, a comic-turned-politician, but we are saddled with a hundreds of humorless, narcissistic, inept politicians who are archetypical buffoons. Maybe this is why this country’s legislation is driven by self-serving executive orders and expedient legal decisions instead of reasoned legislation. Of the three government branches, only the fruit on the lowest branch evokes bawdy laughter. The fruit on the higher branches whether colored red, blue or purple is heavy, distasteful and bitter. We can have a good laugh at the lowlife congressmen for we realize they are only political eunuchs lacking the balls to make a difference.

3½  Flags.

W. Green Author of SAVING JFK

Murder from Within

McBird is Not a Fast Food Delight

Let’s start with the thought that reading books will not “solve” the JFK assassination. This book, MURDER FROM WITHIN, is excellent. Written in 1974 by a couple of concerned citizens, they put forth a convincing case, which under “normal” circumstances would dictate a grand jury investigation of the murder of a man in Texas named John Fitzgerald Kennedy. They submitted copies of their investigative work to government officials, but legal action by the government never followed. Why not? When the “fix is in” nothing will ever happen. In this case, “the fix” was definitely in. A pyramid of power capped by successor President Johnson and J. Edgar Hoover, and a supporting conspiratorial group (who probably included other politicos, Secret Service men, gangsters, government employees, police, C.I.A. agents and assets, and many others) made it happen–lots of big and little people. That was the crime. What followed was the cover up. The cover up continues today.

There is a mountain of “evidence” which normally would motivate the legal systems of the country into action. But it never happens. Even the Congressional investigation in 1978 declared the likelihood of conspiracy (two or more people planning a crime) and turned over its findings to the Justice Department–nothing happened.

So good books like MURDER FROM WITHIN are ignored and the JFK assassination mystery continues to be a parlor game for the outsiders, the citizens of America. This is the elephant in our living room. The elephant is bellowing loudly and defecating on our expensive societal carpeting. It is stomping about crushing the furniture–our dreams, ideals and hopes. The elephant is here. We see it every day. We are threatened by its presence. It’s time to move it out–or for us to abandon our house.

This book is must reading. Revelations abound even after sitting on the shelf for almost four decades: think about Bill Greer, the driver, shooting at JFK. Think about the doors of Johnson’s limo held open just seconds before the shooting began. Think about LBJ’s bizarre and corrupt history and his bizarre actions after the crime. Think about Hoover’s situation, his lifestyle, his paranoia, and his relationship to organized crime. Think about those who have profited by the crime: Nixon, Ford, Bush-Bush. This is dirty stuff. This is elephant dung.

If you want to see the “elephant”, buy this book. It’s all you need to know.

W. Green Author of SAVING JFK

 

DC-12

New Dramatic Series Premiers in Fall

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New Fall Season Television Series D.C. 12 on BS PrimeCast

LOS ANGELES, CA-  BS PrimeCast (BSPC), a leader in progressive television announced today that it will produce a new eight-episode dramatic series called D.C. 12 debuting this fall.

According to BSPC spokesperson, Melissa Montango, “This is a ground-breaking expose of the political underbelly of America. Set in Washington D.C., the saga of the Paine family twelve will be a mirroring metaphor of the madness of the United States system of government. Each character in D.C. 12 will represent an element of the system — from the president on down to the average citizen. The goals of the talented BSPC creative team are to peel the skin off the dying U.S.A. corpse, exposing the reality of American governance, and of course, to provide high-quality, prime time entertainment.”

Featuring ground-breaking technological advances, D.C. 12 will combine the acting talents of both living and deceased actors. Using a patented computerized film system called TelaKenics, classic but deceased, actors like Charlton Heston (as Uncle Chad, a nattering nabob of nostalgia, representing the Republican congress), Barbara Stanwyck (as the always doting, Aunt Hillary representing the Democratic congress), and James Stewart (as Newton Newsy, the father’s toady best friend representing the media) will come alive again. And as a special guest, the late Edward G. Robinson will return to the screen in Episode 3 in the role of a high school principal representing the Supreme Court). The series also features Wanda Sykes (as the bachelor mother Constance Paine, representing the president) and the Olsen twins and ten other talented, but new, young actors as the D.C. 12 children.

Ms. Montango says, “D.C. 12 is a dysfunctional family…Mrs. Paine a self-centered control-freak, forever-preening mother; the family’s narcissistic, do nothing, pontificating aunts and uncles always seeking the love of the children, promising everything, but providing nothing; the late Jimmy Stewart as the super-educated but empty-headed next door neighbor; and of course, the twelve adopted children…a variety of sexes, philosophies, ages, intellects, and emotions mirroring the people of our great country. Somewhat like another famous television series, D.C. 12 will be all about nothing, but in this series nothing is not the source of humor, but rather is the bitter dramatic outcome of a fractured national family life — an image in the shattered mirror of America.”

D.C. 12 will also feature the voice-over of James Earl Jones as the mysterious owner of the company town known as Washington D.C. who employs, rewards, punishes, and controls everyone, and owns or controls all sources of food, drink, medical assistance, transportation, police and other city services. Invisible, but always present, Jone’s iconic voice provides a constant reminder to the audience and to the family Paine that their lives, no matter how dramatic, are not theirs to own.

See it all this fall. D.C. 12 on BSPrimeCast Television.

Contact: BS PrimeCast: www.wgreen.me