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The Almond
23rd September 2010, 04:56 AM
Greetings all! I have been overcome by guilt. In February of 2001, I was invited to a meeting at the White House that I recorded. That meeting was between George W. Bush and his top advisors as they planned the 9/11 attackes. I have recorded the transcript here as a way of clearing the air.

It was February 1st , 2001. George W. Bush, newly inaugurated 42nd president of the US strode into the room with Dick Cheney and Karl Rove. As a recently appointed special advisor, to the president, I had no idea what I was doing in this meeting. Most of the president's cabinet was there, including a few who had yet to be confirmed by the senate. Colin Powell, Condoleeza Rice, Donald Rumsfeld, and me, a nameless young military engineer.

“Good morning,” Bush said with a grin. “Let's get straight to business. We need to invade Iraq and Afghanistan, and to do that, we're going to need a new Pearl Harbor.”
“It's exactly as we wrote it out in the Plan for a New American Century,” Cheney intoned. “It was incredibly smart of us to publish the document outlining our plans in such a way that any moron with an internet connection could read it. Basically, the document says that we need to kill a large number of American citizens and make it look like the governments of Iraq and Afghanistan are at fault.”
“Indeed,” Colin Powell added, “I think it's important to remember that, as a career military officer and former president of Focus on the Family, I have absolutely no problem with murdering thousands of my fellow citizens.”
“Yeah, me either,” Rumsfeld said with a chuckle.
“Well no duh!” Karl Rove blurted out, “You eat orphans and strangle puppies!”
“Well, me and Michael Vick,” Rumsfeld replied.
“I call him M-dawg!” Condi shouted.
The group laughed. I did not.

“So what's the plan big G?” Cheney asked.
“Well, Turd Blossom,” Bush started, “We need something big, so I was thinking about another attack on the WTC towers.”
“Brilliant!!” Rice shouted. “We stick a few bombs in the basement, and plant some evidence that some Iraqi military officers did it. Hey! Does anyone mind if I get started on this?” Rice asked as she pulled out a bottle of scotch.
“Yeah, go ahead” Rove hissed, “But we need to think bigger.”
“Yeah,” Bush said, smirking again, “We're going to ram planes into the towers.”

The room fell silent, and my mouth dropped to the floor. The stunned silence, broken only by a gentle chugging in the corner of the room, quickly abated as a wave of realization swept over the room.
“BRILLIANT!” Everyone shouted.
“You really think so?” Bush said, showing his trademark false modesty.
I raised my hand.
“Yes, a question from the exceedingly handsome young man in the back,” Bush called out.
“Umm, why exactly do we need to use planes?”
The sound of 6 pairs of eyeballs rolling back was deafening.
“Look, kid,” Rumsfeld began, “An airplane is the most efficient way to cause a lot of superficial damage to a building's exterior, but not cause the building to fall down.”
My mouth dropped again. “How is that?” I asked.
“Who invited the freaking retard?” Rice shouted, waving her half empty bottle of scotch at me.
“I did,” Rove replied, “We're going to need him. Follow me on this one, kid,” Rove began, “You know that jet fuel doesn't burn hot enough to melt steel, and that airplanes are just hollow cages of aluminum.”
“Yes...”
“Well, airplanes practically weigh nothing, and when they run into a building, they just disintegrate, leaving a little hole. Hollywood style explosion, with absolutely no structural damage. The jet fuel burns off in a few minutes, starts a few office fires, and you're left with some smoke and some minor exterior damage.”
I was starting to follow the logic. After all, secondary office fires can't hurt steel, and fireproofing steel members was for panty waists. That's why when cool architects design buildings, they don't put any fireproofing on the structural steel. It's a total waste of time and money, as were sprinkler systems.

“Ok,” I replied after a few moments, “So we ram some airplanes into the towers--”
“And then we blow them up,” Bush added quickly.
“Right,” Cheney continued, “If the towers don't blow up and fall down, this entire plan will fail.”
“How's that again?” I asked.
Rice threw her newly emptied bottle of scotch at me, it flew about 3 feet over my head and shattered on the wall behind me. “Make boom!” She shouted. “Ram airplanes into towers is boring, towers fall down is much badder!”
“So, how do we make this happen?” Rove said after a brief pause.
The eyes of everyone in the room remained pointed at me. Rove gestured at me.
“Uhh...” I explained. “Well, in the military, when we blow up buildings, we usually have the air force drop a few MOABs on it. They're big enough to knock the eyelids off a cockroach at about 10 miles.”
“That's nice, kid, but we need to be secretive about this,” Rove said. “That means no bombs and no missiles.”
“Well, in that case, I suppose we would just pack a few thousand pounds of C4 around the main supporting columns in the basement. I mean, we're going to need tons of the stuff, and it's going to be one hell of an explosion.”
“No go,” replied Rumsfeld, “That would look like two separate incidents, and besides, the towers will be occupied continuously until the attack, so we can't just throw enormous C4 cartridges in the basement.”
“We need a secret demolition, one that looks like it was caused by a progressive collapse of the structure induced by fire, but also one that is sufficiently controlled such that the building collapses entirely within its own footprint and doesn't damage any of the surrounding structures, except building 7.” Bush explained.
“Sir,” I began, “With all due respect, the military doesn't do secret demolitions. When we blow something up, we blow it up completely, and practically skywrite our names over the smoldering ruins. Then we send the marines in to plant a flag in the rubble and moon the opposition.”
Rumsfeld pumped his fist in the air. Talking about explosions (and mooning) gave him an instant erection.
“I know it's a tall order, but civilian contractors do this all the time,” Rove told me.
“Again, sir, a civilian company would need access to a completely empty building, stripped of all drywall and insulation, then they would carefully cut the beams, and apply charges linked with detonation cord.”
“Yeah, that's what they told us,” Powell chimed in. “They were nice guys, and they were really good sports for agreeing not to tell anyone about our little plan, but basically they said they never, ever, did anything in secret. They totally gut a building, remove everything from the electric wiring to the copper pipes in the bathroom. Then they spend 4 months cutting beams and carefully placing explosives. After the demolition, there's miles of detonation cord, igniters, explosive casings and so on. The FBI, NYPD, FEMA and half a dozen other agencies who will be there would notice all of that stuff in a second.”
“So you can't use detonation cord,” Rumsfeld added, pausing briefly to adjust his trousers. “You'll need to use remote controls.”

The Almond
23rd September 2010, 04:57 AM
“And you'll have to work in secret, one floor at a time, removing drywall, cutting beams, placing explosives, and then repairing everything exactly the way it looked before without leaving the smell of wet paint or evidence of any drywall damage and repair. The batteries for the explosives need to last for 8 months, the device always needs to be on, and no other radio, television, short-wave, community band or other electronic transmitter can interfere or cause premature explosion. The devices will also have to be protected against any damage that might occur from the impact of the plane, since it will be necessary to have a precisely controlled sequence of explosions in order to pull this off correctly.” Rove told me.
“Uhh...” I stammered. “Sirs, I don't know how effective using explosives will be for keeping this a secret demolition.”
“EXPLAIN YOURSELF, TURD!” Rice shouted, her voice control having ceased at the half-way point in the bottle.
“Well, explosives make an enormous racket. Hundreds of decibels at thousands of yards. New York is a prime tourist destination, in addition to being one of the largest media powerhouses on Earth. What we're planning will probably be the most photographed event in history with hundreds, if not thousands of photographs, video and audio recordings. Some of said audio-video recordings will be from actual professional studios, since all of the major broadcast networks have offices not more than 20 blocks away.”
“Huh,” Rove said, completing my thought, “So we have potentially hundreds of videos, all of which will show a series of enormous explosions just seconds before the towers collapse.”

The room fell silent again. Condi sobbed, then threw up, then fell asleep. Powell and Rumsfeld drew genitalia on her face. They appeared to have had a great deal of practice.
“Got it!” Bush exclaimed, slapping his hand on the table. “Have you guys ever heard of nano-thermite?”
“No,” Cheney, Rumsfeld, Powell and myself replied.
“Well, it's like regular thermite, but all small and stuff. You can pump it into all of the box columns because powders and liquids are the same thing. Then you ignite it, it melts the columns supporting the towers, and boom, building falls down.”
I ran a quick calculation. If the interior of a box column is a 6” x 6” square, we would need about 1 ton of thermite per column.
“Would I need to fill the entire column?” I asked.
“I think so,” Powell responded. “Since the lower structure is stronger than the upper structure, it will arrest the collapse if it starts. You know, conservation of momentum, and all of the rubble created in the crush down, crush up process won't be able to damage the structure, since it's mass will be 0 once it starts falling.”
“Right,” I said, “So I'll still need to work in secret, stripping away drywall and insulation, silently drilling a large hole in a structural steel column, and silently pumping several tons of explosive material into both towers of the WTC complex, with pumping equipment stationed outside next to large containers marked 'baby food'.”
“Sounds right to me,” Rove said, giving me the thumbs up.
“And how do we know this will work,” I asked.
“Well, you can't test this out on any large structures, but if you heat the steel up enough, the building will collapse.” Powell chided.
“Again, sirs, forgive me, but you want me to use a material that has never been used to destroy a tall building in order to destroy 2 buildings in such a way that makes it look like a thermal collapse, which we all agree can't and never happens, and in turn leaves absolutely no evidence. All of this will be done in secret by a team of military specialists who have never done this type of work before, can't practice or test the method, and all of whom are being coerced to do this by...”
“Enormous bribes. One billion each,” Cheney interjected.
“Don't spend it all in one place,” Rumsfeld said. “Seriously, if you guys all go out and buy 300 foot yachts, people will become suspicious.”
“You've got it pretty close, kid, but you said two buildings,” Bush said.
“Yes, sir.”
“We're blowing up 3.”
“Would it be impertinent to ask why, sir?”
“Well,” Bush began, taking a deep breath, “We have some CIA field offices in WTC 7, and your own operations will be based there. We're going to need you to blow the building up in order to destroy the evidence of our involvement.”
“Sir, I must protest!” I chided. “We have extremely well established methods for destroying classified data. Papers are shredded, re-shredded and burned. Hard drives are thrown into industrial grinders and ground so finely that the pieces fall through a fine mesh screen. Blowing up a building is perhaps the worst method anyone has ever come up with for destroying data, and we're not even blowing it up, we're melting the steel using thermite. So there will literally be no data destruction at all. And don't you think the loss of life will be sufficient with the destruction of both twin towers?”
“Actually,” Rumsfeld corrected, “Building 7 is not scheduled for demolition until all of the people have been evacuated. Give the FDNY a few hours of buffer.”
“Hey,” Powell interjected, “It's going to look a little suspicious if building 7 just falls down for no reason.”
“That's true,” Rove replied. “Kid, better attach some explosives to a significant chunk of one of the towers and make certain that chunk hits building 7. It needs to be a large enough chunk to cause superficial damage and start a few fires, but not large enough to make the structure fall down.”
“No problem; that's extremely easy to do.” I said.
“I realize that it might not make sense now, but you're going to have to trust me. Larry told me this makes perfect sense.” Bush replied calmly.
“Larry?”
“Yeah, Larry Silverstein.” Rove continued, “He's going to make a boatload of money in the short term after his insurance on the WTC 7 kicks in. I mean, with lost revenue, lost new construction cost, not to mention the nightmare of the planning and permit process in New York, his losses will be many times what his insurance payout will be. But you know how those crafty Jews are. What with their money and secret plans to control the earth.”
“Ahh,” was the only response I could come up with. After a few moments, of thought, I started again,
“What if there's an investigation?”
“Got it covered,” Powell said. “We've got this institution out in Maryland called NIST. They've got a world renowned group of structural and fire response engineers who have been spending the last 30 years doing analysis of fires in buildings. They're going to do the investigation.”
“I can't possibly think of a worse group to do an investigation of a faked fire-induced collapse of a building. They will see right through this.” I noted. “Why not just farm the work out to some small private contractor that can be easily manipulated?”
“No good,” Powell responded. “We'll need them to spend the better part of 3 years faking the analysis of the structure in such a way that, when it's presented to the public at a variety of conferences and made available on the internet, the vast majority of engineers will not find any problem with it. Besides, all government employees are fanatically devoted to the administration in power, willing to do their bidding, and if they're not, we'll just throw a few billion their way and they'll shut up. ”
“I'm planning on investing in a company that makes 300 foot yachts!” Rumsfeld exclaimed.
“Oh, also,” Bush began, “We're going to have the Saudi hijackers grab two extra planes. One they'll crash into the dirt in Pennsylvania, and one they'll crash into the Pentagon. They're the insurance policy in case thie plan doesn't get the people riled up enough.”
“Well, it seems like you've thought everything out,” I said after a pause. But what if someone finds out our plans, or starts to ask questions. What if they organize rallies and start handing out fliers at the site of the incident?”
“Obviously, we'll just kill them.” Cheney responded.

uk_dave
23rd September 2010, 05:06 AM
“So what's the plan big G?” Cheney asked.
“Well, Turd Blossom,” Bush started, “We need something big, so I was thinking about another attack on the WTC towers.”


I call fake.

'Turd Blossom' was the codename for Rove not Cheney who, as everyone in sector ES666 knows, was referred to as 'Deadeye'.

Carry on, regardless.

The Almond
23rd September 2010, 05:12 AM
I call fake.

'Turd Blossom' was the codename for Rove not Cheney who, as everyone in sector ES666 knows, was referred to as 'Deadeye'.

Carry on, regardless.

It's a super secret that only Bush's inner circle knows. He called a lot of people turd blossom. It a way, it proves that my confession is totally true, since, how would I know that?

T.A.M.
23rd September 2010, 05:23 AM
For this flagrant breach or NWO protocol, i expect your resignation on my desk in the morning.

TAM - COO-NWO, JREF division

Oystein
23rd September 2010, 05:53 AM
For a moment I was going to believe you, change sides, and cross-post this to LCF. But then I remembered that the Truth Movement is all about truth, and I caught you lying, Mr. Almond! There:

...
I raised my hand.
“Yes, a question from the exceedingly handsome young man in the back,” Bush called out.
...

You are a disinfo shill!!!!! :eek:

carlitos
23rd September 2010, 06:40 AM
I read somewhere (http://forums.randi.org/showthread.php?t=124603) that if you include embarassing details about people in the story, it makes it more truthy.

DC
23rd September 2010, 06:42 AM
Poe?

Dave Rogers
23rd September 2010, 07:07 AM
I read somewhere (http://forums.randi.org/showthread.php?t=124603) that if you include embarassing details about people in the story, it makes it more truthy.

I will never forgive you for the fact that I actually clicked that link.

Dave

TheDoLittle
23rd September 2010, 07:42 AM
Why has this agent been allowed to post this information? NWO Kitty has been severely slacking in it's duties since someone tossed it that LSD laced catnip ball.

carlitos
23rd September 2010, 07:47 AM
I will never forgive you for the fact that I actually clicked that link.

Dave

:D

Sabretooth
23rd September 2010, 08:23 AM
wait...so you're saying the Joos didn't do it? This is absurd!

alienentity
23rd September 2010, 09:40 AM
http://i900.photobucket.com/albums/ac206/alienentity1/clapping.gif

R.Mackey
23rd September 2010, 09:49 AM
Greetings all! I have been overcome by guilt. In February of 2001, I was invited to a meeting at the White House that I recorded. That meeting was between George W. Bush and his top advisors as they planned the 9/11 attackes. I have recorded the transcript here as a way of clearing the air.


Very interesting.

Pay no attention to that black cat sneaking around behind you. I'm sure it's just a stray.

twinstead
23rd September 2010, 10:12 AM
Ha ha. He said "erection"!

BaaBaa
23rd September 2010, 10:23 AM
For this flagrant breach or NWO protocol, i expect your resignation on my desk in the morning.

TAM - COO-NWO, JREF division


I call dibs on his stapler!

9/11 Chewy Defense
23rd September 2010, 10:31 AM
This caught my eye:

The room fell silent again. Condi sobbed, then threw up, then fell asleep. Powell and Rumsfeld drew genitalia on her face. They appeared to have had a great deal of practice.

:dl: Damn that's funny!

Sabretooth
23rd September 2010, 10:47 AM
That's it. I'm calling shenanigans. No mention of the Death Star and/or Lasers and/or mini-nukes and/or holograms? And you expect us to buy this as real? psh!

grandmastershek
23rd September 2010, 11:09 AM
Almost spit out my coffee.

Oystein
23rd September 2010, 11:15 AM
This caught my eye:



:dl: Damn that's funny!

Whaaaaat?? Genitalia aren't fun, they are immature!
They wouldn't have that sort of kid's talk over at LCF :D

Oystein
23rd September 2010, 11:17 AM
Almost spit out my coffee.

Liar!
No one can read this fast, or keep coffee in the mouth so long! :eye-poppi

triforcharity
23rd September 2010, 04:26 PM
You Sir Almond, win the internet!!

Sivan Kurzberg
23rd September 2010, 06:04 PM
“And you'll have to work in secret, one floor at a time, removing drywall, cutting beams, placing explosives, and then repairing everything exactly the way it looked before without leaving the smell of wet paint or evidence of any drywall damage and repair. The batteries for the explosives need to last for 8 months, the device always needs to be on, and no other radio, television, short-wave, community band or other electronic transmitter can interfere or cause premature explosion. The devices will also have to be protected against any damage that might occur from the impact of the plane, since it will be necessary to have a precisely controlled sequence of explosions in order to pull this off correctly.” Rove told me.

“Uhh...” I stammered. “Sirs, I don't know how effective using explosives will be for keeping this a secret demolition. CAN’T WE JUST BURN IT DOWN? YOU KNOW! THERMAL EXPANSION!!!!!”

“NO YOU TURD!” WHEN THE HELL HAS THAT EVER WORKED?” Rice shouted, her voice control having ceased at the half-way point in the bottle. “

Grizzly Bear
23rd September 2010, 09:06 PM
I'm with you, Mr Almond, this NWO business of getting paid to debunk these debunkers has gotten old and tiring!! I desire a new career one of truth!!! And some chocolate cake... aye yos mios!!!!
And I demand my lifetime NWO retirement pension of chocolate cake right this instant!!!

The Almond
24th September 2010, 08:10 AM
“And you'll have to work in secret, one floor at a time, removing drywall, cutting beams, placing explosives, and then repairing everything exactly the way it looked before without leaving the smell of wet paint or evidence of any drywall damage and repair. The batteries for the explosives need to last for 8 months, the device always needs to be on, and no other radio, television, short-wave, community band or other electronic transmitter can interfere or cause premature explosion. The devices will also have to be protected against any damage that might occur from the impact of the plane, since it will be necessary to have a precisely controlled sequence of explosions in order to pull this off correctly.” Rove told me.

“Uhh...” I stammered. “Sirs, I don't know how effective using explosives will be for keeping this a secret demolition. CAN’T WE JUST BURN IT DOWN? YOU KNOW! THERMAL EXPANSION!!!!!”

“NO YOU TURD!” WHEN THE HELL HAS THAT EVER WORKED?” Rice shouted, her voice control having ceased at the half-way point in the bottle. “

Ladies and gentlemen, we have our first Truther who missed the point.

Dave Rogers
24th September 2010, 08:11 AM
Ladies and gentlemen, we have our first Truther who missed the point.

If only. He doesn't even appear to know which side he's on.

Dave