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From: Alfred Lehmberg <Lehmberg@snowhill.com>
Date: Wed, 14 Jan 1998 05:26:30 -0600
Fwd Date: Wed, 14 Jan 1998 08:42:39 -0500
Subject: Alfred's Odd Ode #214

Apology to MW #214 (For January 14, 1998) Appropriately and respectfully
to Billy Joel=85 a 'stop the fire' rant <g>.

    ~~~

Flying saucers, small grey men -- folks abducted, ... not pretend.
Chupacabra, ACC,
Mitchell, Bell, and Sitchin -- see? Maytag washers, life on Mars, baby
ET's
plastic jars. Stanton Friedman, Jacques Vallee -- only guessing on their
knees...

We didn't start the fire; it was always burnin' and we're never
learnin'...

Message traffic disappears; end time talk is full of fear; comets fly
across the sky; taking those who wish to die. Johnny Ford is painted
nuts. Still, we're mute; we've got no guts.
Watch and all reports come in; saucers fly on film, my friend!

We didn't start the fire, as we're never learning, we see it burning =85

CIA gives self reports, laughing up my sleeve, I snort. Agents give kids
drugs to sell, I wish them to an early hell. Unibombers and McVeigh, sure
and they have hell to pay -- but we're not hearing _all_ the facts, just
the ones to keep us back!

We didn't start the fire, and the fire still burns because we haven't
learned.

Lying gutted, breached, and gored by machines of landed lords, in a cell
that you'd deplore, lies the frame of Johnny Ford. Lost and most alone is
he, one that worked to set it free (?), soon it is they come for YOU!
What will, then, you say and do?

We didn't start the fire, but it's churning burning sure precludes our
learning.

Heard it first on old Art Bell, deformed frogs, and cells from hell.
Rense is sense I am convinced, Suffolk county's mad, pretence... Hoaxes,
frauds, and misdirection coming to an intersection, bearing down like
there's no blessing, make it stop it's too distressing!

We didn't start the fire, but, still, it's burning; and still we're not
learning.

     Lehmberg@snowhill.com

One I respect observed to me that our government might need to
have some secrets. A republic (he says, though I would argue
oligarchy), requiring immunity from the 'lone crazy' a pure
democracy "suffers", _needs_ to keep secrets from enemies.  I can
only offer that our un-elected, and unconstitutional government,
a government outlined by many from Dwight Eisenhower to Edgar
Mitchell, has so far and away abused that prerogative that the
original reasons requiring it are no longer valid!

It's a government of shadows, making more shadows, that puts the
weave of our system at risk, and NOT the persons that are ground
up in its wheels like those disabled or killed at Area 51, or our
own John Ford. The wheel grinds its way to you and I. It is an
unjust wheel, I'll wager, and one we would not support if we knew
what required it.

A meltdown of the current system in its present form is probably
inevitable. Why not a controlled melt down _now_ in a time of
relative prosperity when we have the extra wealth to weather the
possible storm. Do it _now_ coming out of this winter -- in a
year the dust will have settled a little and we will all be on
much firmer ground. We'll be READY for the next winter. Think of
it fellow motes! We could be ready for far more than a mere
winter!

We must have firmer ground, you and I; it's the only place one
can find any _real_ and lasting satisfaction.

Restore John Ford.

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