The
Bush Body Count
Throughout the Clinton years, there were those of us who
frequented arcane Internet websites devoted to a list of corpses. Apart from
the fact that they were all dead, the unfortunates named shared something
else in common…they all had ties to Bill Clinton.
Let’s be totally up front about this. Bill Clinton was
never charged with capital murder. Despite the fact that he had scores of
people dying mysterious deaths around him…from machine gun style
executions and recurring plane crashes to a peculiar form of alleged suicide
that became known as "Arkancide."
Such victims, more often than not, were found with
self-inflicted gunshot wounds to the back of the heard. Occasionally, they
would do downright silly things like…falling asleep on railroad tracks or
allowing a dog to decapitate their bodies and drag their heads into
wilderness areas hundreds of yards away.
That such forensic fairytales received the imprimaturs of
Bill Clinton’s bought and paid- for medical examiners like the infamous
Fami Malek made the rulings no less believable.
When you own the state, you are the power. Bill Clinton
discovered he could take his brand of power politics up to the next level
while keeping the vast, silent majority of the American people well
insulated from the dripping corpses that stained his hands and threatened
his reputation.
He feared only patriots and Christian conservatives…with
good reason.
We were awake.
Even before Bill Clinton came to power, we were aware that
American freedoms were evaporating. Globalists like George H.W. Bush were
stripping bare the framework of the American constitution in their quest to
build a New World Order. Meanwhile, programs from the ex-CIA Director’s
black budget were slowly slipping into public view.
People were asking questions about Iran-Contra, Nicaragua,
guns, drugs and large sums of mystery cash that littered the skies of
Arkansas, then ruled by Governor Bill Clinton. Secrecy was getting harder
and harder to come by and bodies were starting to pop up all over. This has
been thoroughly documented in well-researched videos including "The
Clinton Chronicles."
Yes, there certainly appeared to be a not-so-holy connection
between Bill Clinton and George H.W. Bush. There are those who claim that
President Clinton even vacationed at the Bush family retreat in Maine
despite the 1992 presidential contest that pitted the two politicians in
head-to-head political combat. Was this merely an unusually gracious gesture
from an ex-president to his replacement?
Or was there more?
We could exhume such fatal attractions as the plane crash
that ended the life of Ron Brown, assisted by a perfectly cylindrical .45
caliber hole in the top of his head. Or how about Danny Casolaro, the
journalist who got a little too close to the real story behind the New World
Order crime syndicate and ended up with sliced wrists in a West Virginia
hotel bathtub? Another obvious suicide.
I apologize for spending so much time spent "digging up
the past." But bear with me. It was necessary to lay this gruesome
groundwork.
You see, conservatives believed we might be getting a
different brand of politician when we elected the self-described
"born-again" son of that old sinner George H.W.
No, we were convinced George W. Bush would be his own man. He would bring
dignity and morality back to the Oval Office. We had such high hopes.
I’m sorry to dash them…but there’s an AP headline
buried deep on page 10 of your Saturday daily paper that takes us right back
to the worst days of the Bill Clinton administration.
It involves the untimely death of 43-year-old James Howard
Hatfield. If that name doesn’t ring a bell, let’s reset our collective
memories back to the heart of the 1999 presidential campaign.
The media was buzzing with the story of a pending
unauthorized biography of candidate George W. Bush. An author who had been
researching the GOP standard-bearer was prepared to tell us all the tale of
a cocaine-bust that money, power and time had all but erased. The rap sheet
belonged to one George W. Bush.
Within days of the book’s release, a story circulated that
its author had a felony conviction in his own past. Intense pressure was
brought by the Bush camp on the publisher and all unsold copies of the
revealing George W. biography were yanked from the shelf. The reversal was
breathtaking in its speed and totality. The golden Bush muzzle was firmly
affixed to a vocal opponent by the name of James Howard Hatfield.
Yes, the very same James Howard Hatfield who supposedly took
his own life this week through the combination overdose of two prescription
drugs.
Oh, did we mention where the Hatfield "suicide"
took place?
Springdale, Arkansas.
But don’t worry, Springdale police assure us that foul
play is not suspected.
And that queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach is nothing
more than acid indigestion.