The Park


Michael Burns Pencil drawing on 75 lb rag paper 11 X 14 inches

Entering the park, he felt familiar here. People passed without seeing him. Some looked at him, like they were looking at a wall.
A syringe cracked and the plastic body of it split under his boot.
Dreamers and schemers.
A mother and son passed him, and the boy looked backed on passing, only for his mother to clutch his hand closer in a sign to move more quickly. He smiled at the boy, and the boy smiled back.
A skinny teen rushed past with shoulders up, and bumped him, and turned and swore…”Fakkk, maannn”

He shook it off and plodded on, along the path and he saw a tree, stopped and looked out front and up the asphalt path, and then back from behind and were he had come. And then hurried and slipped swiftly into the wood.

He had come to this park for a very long time; when he was a young man he had walked with a beautiful young woman on his arm. She was desperately in love with him. Her long hair up in Gibson girl, a long blue silk dress with a bustle… she is dead now, long dead. Dust in the wind of this park.

He played as a child for years in this ancient playground. Spinning around and around on that heavy steel and iron merry-go-round, the paint layers, red and blue, flaking of a thousand years.

He was there the day the park had opened, “How long ago was that?”, he thought. His mind went further back to when the park was a wild place, raw natural and naked in front of the sun. Sweet new-green leaves, and every breath of air was breathed for the very first time.

Unzipping its front and slipping inside his light dirty orange polyester tent. He sat down in the damp, on a little canvas artist stool and putting a painting, therein against a tattered cardboard box of hodge podge, and clinkity clack. And he rested.

His mind drifted to a time, when a circus arrived in the park, no one had ever seen a circus before. They don’t come here anymore…circuses. Real circuses with fortune tellers and pony rides. Real hot dogs in a bun with mustard and a pickle.
His eyes filled with the visions of it all; the gaslights, and the smoke, the flares and morning after smell of fireworks from a night before. A mist and the entertainers and animal sounds and the; swirl and swirl drawing him ever in, deeper ever deeper.


“Are you alone young fella?”

“No I am never alone.”

“Would you like to see a magician?

“Yes I would please.”

“Ok then, follow me my young friend. And be dazzled and amazed at the Universes, greatest, living, magician. Now…being as it is Tuesday, you are lucky…also as it is the first Tuesday in the month makes it even more lucky. “Luckier! What a lucky, lucky boy!”
For you see, the great magician only frequents here, the first Tuesday of the month of March. Or is that the second Tuesday? Anyway…he is here today for your satisfaction and won’t be back for another year…or two… and who know were the circus will be then?…right?..follow now, quickly, keep up young fella.”

They arrived at a small booth no bigger than a large; two large cardboard boxes, with a little peak on top. The front door open of the booth like a flap. And the boy entered, under the outstretched arm of the Barker. “Voila!” he said.

The old man stood in the dark, still for moment. In what felt like a massive room. He couldn’t tell from sight. Adjusting his eyes. Adjusting his weight for his lack of sight. Centering himself for the possibility of the unexpected. His eyes adjusted to the lack of light. The strong smell of wet saw dust and road apples.

He liked horses. He like horses a lot.

Ahead of him in the darkness, he heard a voice. It beckoned him and he followed, slow, shuffle in the dim towards the sound. “Step right up, come closer.”
“And what would you like to see?
I am the Universes greatest magician, and there nothing I cannot conjure up. Well it is not really conjure…it’s, magic. This gig is sort me practicing my chords. Ask of me something extremely difficult, even impossible.”

The old man answered, “You’re the magician, show me something I have not seen before.”

“Ok.” said the voice. “How about an elephant balancing on the stem of an apple”

“No…I have seen that..I can do that my self.”

“Alrighty then. How about a whale in gold-fish bowl?…hm. How about that, would you like to see that, young fella.?”

The old man looked into the magicians eyes, as he moved closer to him, as he had done so many times before. Those blue circles sparkling with excitement for what he was expressing. The enthusiasm of his… presentation.


Michael Burns Drawing , pencil on 75 lb rag paper 11 X 14 inches

The old man blinked and he turned and looked at the painting against the box. He leaned over and picked it up. He studied it for a moment, he had seen it so many times. It was a very old painting. He couldn’t remember when he made it.
His eyes moved over the surface, carefully scrutinized it’s ever detail. And then he stopped and saw something, something vague. A shift in the color, not anything noticeable on a first glance, he had not noticed it in earlier lookings.
“What is that?” he thought.
“Why haven’t I noticed that before? And then, he walked right into to the painting.

The path lay before him, a sunrise to his left, meadow flowers of yellow and white and insects flit and buzz by, all along his way. Moisture and a dew on the blades. Up ahead, a slight incline of a meadow rises. In front of it a fence line of grey wooden rails. And at the top of the meadow stood a little thatched white-washed house, with a dog out front wagging it tail, eager, staring in his direction…prancing. Ready.
And he moved on and looked to left and heard the sun sizzling as it rose slow in the morning air.
He came to a fence line and an old gate, that swung both ways. Rusty on a spring. He passed through and then saw the dog bolt out towards him like a whippet out of its gate. And race and race ever faster towards him. A smile broke on his face. He was happy… and he bent down and caught the happy dog in full stride. It wasn’t heavy. The dog’s excitement caused it to slip out of his arms and landed on all four with a yelp, and it bounced forward and the two strode on toward another door, on the front of that house…

Autumn 1932, London, England

20151006_134606Autumn 1932, London, England: Cold grey October day, wind gusting….

I step out of the front lobby doors of the Sandman Castle Inn, put my hands in my overcoat pockets and pulled the long coat closer around me, against the bitter chill of fall wind, the world was getting colder; it had been a long trip by steamer, bedded down in dingy digs, but here I was in London, England, three weeks later…standing, waiting…for what? For whom?

I stared out into the lane and there on the opposite side of the street was a black government issue Studebaker. In the front seat sat a burly fellow in a long coat and brimmed hat. He casts his eyes sideways through the driver side window at me and gave me the nod to get in. I walked across Alexander Bain lane and entered the back driver side door and fell into the plush red, velour sofa sized seat.

The seat was warm, like it had been heated under the buttocks of a healthy dame, I slunk into the spot and felt the shudder of the outside cold fall away.

The driver sped off as soon as the car-door *clicked*….travelling at a furious speed, the driver took a right, a fast left, another right followed by two successive rights, and five minutes later we arrived at what looked like another back street hotel.

I peeled my carcass of the warm back seat, and leaning forward exclaiming “We’re here!”, the driver nodded and gave me a look from his rear view mirror and in a low, deep raspy accented voice he said…”Room twenty-tree”.

I said “Room twenty-three”, he said “Gjess, twenty-tree”.

The driver was a foreigner, from Italy or Spain or some such place. He had one of those tiny little pencil thin moustaches that curled at the ends…and that look in his eye. That dark brown-eyed insane look of a foreigner.

I exited the big car an it sped off pulling the car door handle from my hand; a squealing right and the car was gone down some quaint back street. Into the cool morning air of England.

I looked up and saw a small sign, squinting I read: Sandman-Castle-Inn-Rear-lobby.

“We’re back were we started..” I thought. “What is this, a joke!”. I flicked my cigarette butt out into the street and pull my coat close and walked into the back lobby.


A few nefarious faces stared back at me, even the bellhop looked like a prize-fighter. I trudged to the elevator and the accordion door opened and I entered the lift.

A dwarf with a red pillbox hat squeezed out “What floor pleez”, and with my back pushed up against the rear of the elevator I said “Twenty-three”.

The midget cranked the brass handle forward and a sudden jolt and the elevator rose fast and came to a quick stop. Squeaky said “Second four, bangwit halls, convention wooms, and our wonderful Sandman Castle Inn gift shrop, twenty threeee is that large room to your wight sir.”…short funny little fella…I thought. Another immigrant from some foreign place or another.

I walked out into the large hallway turned to the right and walked up to the double doors of room 23.

I opened the right side of the door and entered the room.

“Professor McLuhan!…come on in sir.” exclaimed a young college type in glasses an a three-piece suit. Over the din of the room, he said. “Welcome. Can I take your coat and hat, Professor?”

I took off my long coat and walking further into the room… I handed it to him.

The room was filled with men in dark suites, college types, older greying looking, professors types; with German accents, more foreign types and mostly government men with their cheap government suites. And the same hat. It looked like a lecture room for the dark side. I wondered who I was speaking to.

“Your speaking in one half-hour sir.” quipped the coat-holder, “The title of your lecture will be: The Medium Is The Message, am I correct Professor.”

“Yes..ah..The medium is the…message…um…what is that crowd gather around over there, in the corner” I exclaimed.

Oh that professor is a…Tele-vision”

I squawked “Television?”

“Yes professor, moving pictures…television pictures.”

I walked over to the crowd gather around a table, I glimpsed a glass window…a thing… television. What the hell is a television.  I knew not what this new…contraption.

After nudging my way through the crowd I came to the center of it all. There on a table sat a black box with a round glass front on the box. Black and white images flickered on the surface of the glass front. Silent images of a dancer dancing, then it changed to a horse running and then a man walking. Magically images moved, like at the movies flickered across the screen, first one and then another. I was mesmerized. “Where the hell are the images coming from?”, I thought.

A man in the crowd said “Its the newest thing. It’s the latest! Twenty years from now they will be all over the world. We can put little plays on it. Little shows to keep them watching it. Operas… and they will change every half hour or so and then another story. And then a new one will start…It doesn’t matter what they see the whole process is about the flickering.

You see the machine will hypnotize people, the images flicker at a certain rate, and the viewer’s brain goes into an alpha wave after about twenty minutes. They lose touch with their critical thinking. The mind doesn’t see anything of significance, and so slips into the alpha rhythm. Now the mind is easily fooled. What ever they see starts to become more real than real.

And, that individual becomes, highly susceptible to suggestions. It works regardless of the images. The images simply keep them watching the screen…stops them from getting bored, during the process. The images are irrelevant to the workings of the machine. It will keep them watching though.

Twenty minutes in front of this and you can say anything to them, and they will believe it. It will be a great teaching tool.”

I looked at the speaker and said “It’s not so much the message as the sender that is sent.”

“He exclaimed “Yeah…right! That’s exactly right. The sender is sent.”

Artist: Michael Burns

Michael Burns Mixed Media

I looked around the room at the glowing faces, watching and listening to what was being said with a glee…their vacant grins.

At that very moment the world had changed; it would never be the same from now on. I felt alone in the room.

The message that I carried was more important than anything I had realized before. Was this lecture room interested in my message or were they interested in the messenger. I felt a growing fear take hold of me. I wasn’t in room of my peers.

My hypothesis was confirmed today and I understood as the Gutenberg medium had changed medieval man and brought him in to the church, and the monarchy and entrenched in the mind of the individual, their absolute control.

The television would change modern man forever.

His thoughts would be thought for him. They would grind up and homogenized and force feed thoughts to a public at large anything at all, anything they desired.

Through a mechanical box, a magic box, a magical hypnosis mind box that plays, moving pictures.

I ran the opening line of my lecture through my head.

“The Medium is the Message.”

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Michael Burns Pencil drawing on 75 lb  paper 11″ X 14″

Yusra Mardini: A refugee…

Yusra Mardini is the new poster child of refugees. She is the fly in the ointment of your common sense, She is that puff of air, that implodes that self-righteousness that you call reason. That melts that frozen heart of yours in a puddle of shame because you balked at the entering into your country of tens of thousands of un-vetted people, who have nothing; and now your on the hook for them. Your on the hook for a lifestyle, that is better than yours if you are the working poor of Canada. Yusra is enough to force tilt you to embracing clawing world of ” yeah we’ll take a couple hundred thousand of those refugees too…got any cute swimmers.”


Michael Burns Silver point drawing on specially prepared ground 16 X20 inches (Unfinished)

” The Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) today appointed Yusra Mardini – a Syrian refugee who together with her sister swam for three hours in the Mediterranean Sea off Turkey’s coast, pulling a capsizing boat of refugees to safety – as its new Goodwill Ambassador.”

This is a Disneyesque story, soon to be made in to a book, a movie, tee-shirts, lunch-pails, action figure, and all with a free set of signed Olympic swimming goggles by our little mermaid herself Yusra Mardini. What a little sailor.

Now I have nothing against Yusra personally, she is a pretty young lady. And a competent swimmer. I am sure she has had her troubles, coming from a troubled land. But a ‘ambassador of refugees’.

Are we that jaded, are we that impoverished of true emotion. Have we become these emotional lumps, that one organization or another, pushes a button and we react, like a Pavlovian dog; the bell rings and with gasp, we exhale..  “Ah, the little darling, she swam with her sister, towing the boat to safety. With her sister, in the frigid mediterranean, and she had no Wheaties for breakfast…ah the humanity.”

“I thought it would be a real shame if I drowned in the sea, because I am a swimmer.”

Is the future just a succession of repeated plays on our emotions, just a psy-op of operations like this one from UN refugee agency, the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR). That has become a marketing agency for the fall out of war, a marketing agency for misery. And most importantly for driving the UN’s true objective, population control and the furthering of globalism.

Having been pleaded with, by the Russian and Syrian governments to do a thorough and immediate investigation into the events of April 4th chemical gas attack at Khan Sheikhun; the UN is just getting to it, finally. A little late, maybe they will have to dig through some donkey shit and what ever contamination and through some planted evidence to get to the truth. But I am sure it is there, somewhere, in all that…the truth.

Yusra Mardini a little 1.57 m (5 ft 2 in), Weight 53 kg (117 lb); a small girl, and she towed a boat for three hours. Yusra is the youngest Goodwill Ambassador working for the UN. maybe they could give her  a special award for that, or a peace prize.

Mardini won a 100m butterfly heat at the Rio Olympics, against only four other swimmers, with a time of 1:09.21 and a rank of 41st among 45 entrants. Not great, but hell, it better than swimming in cold, cold sea.

“I want to encourage all refugees to continue with education and not stop at one point in their lives.”

“During her dangerous journey to Europe, Yusra risked her life when she jumped into the Aegean Sea from a sinking boat with her 21-year-old sister Sara and helped push it and some 18 desperate passengers to safety.”


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“We cannot forget the Olympic games bring all people together,” she said. “I’m really hoping that in the next Olympics there will be a refugee team.”

Well what a great idea, a refugee team. Seems at this rate of globalist expansion, and the U.S. taste for war of late, that everybody will be on that team.

It seems our young Yusra has a movie in the making…

“On Friday, Working Title Films – makers of Love Actually, the Bridget Jones series and Billy Elliot – announced that they had acquired the rights to develop and produce Mardini’s life story as a feature film.”

“Yusra herself could not be reached for comment on Friday. According to her agent, Marc Heinkelein, she was, characteristically, in the pool when news of the film deal broke.”

Wow, our young refugee Yusra Mardini is a busy girl, and here I thought refugees were less that homeless people. Here I thought refugees had nothing.

“During her dangerous journey to Europe, Yusra risked her life when she jumped into the Aegean Sea from a sinking boat with her 21-year-old sister Sara and helped push it and some 18 desperate passengers to safety.”

I’m sure, I am almost positive we can get that number up to 45, maybe 50 people by movie time. Throw in some snipers shooting from a boat nearby, during the worst thunderstorm in mediterranean history. There’s a terrorist in the boat she is pulling, and he wants the girls to swim faster; and we have got a block-buster that could rival the White Helmets documentary, or was that mockumentary. Or was it a child snuff film.

“Since her participation at the Rio Olympics, Ms. Mardini has worked closely with the UN agency, drawing global attention to the plight of refugees, speaking at forums including the 2016 UN Summit for Refugees and Migrants (which adopted the New York Declaration for Refugees and Migrants) and the 2017 World Economic Forum in Davos.”

“I am thrilled to join the UNHCR family and eager to continue spreading the message that refugees are just normal people living through traumatic and devastating circumstances, who are capable of extraordinary things if only given a chance.”

“Ms. Mardini is currently a full-time student in Germany and continues to train in the hope of competing at the next Olympic Games in the Japanese capital, Tokyo, in 2020.”


Michael Burns Pen and ink drawing, wine washes on 75 lb rag paper 11 X 14 inches

Our little Miss is far from being a refugee, she is very much an instant celebrity, with millions of dollars in publicity behind her. She will be used to further a cause, her image will promote war by the west, on the bad people who cause refugees, like Bashar al-Assad. Which is a lie…the refugees are caused by the head choppers supported by a hegemonic west, bound on removing a democratically elected president of Syria. A west aiming to sell more weapons and more death. Yusra Mardini will be used to bring down the elected Syrian government. Yusra will be used to impress false sentiment on a blind and ignorant western population. Yusra Mardini is propaganda.

“Maybe I will build my life here in Germany, and when I am an old lady I will go back to Syria and teach people about my experience.”

I doubt Syria, will exist when you’re an old lady Yusra. It will be part Saudi Arabia, part Turkey, a caliphate for head choppers, and a potion holding the disputed Syrian Golan Heights (which now hold new-found areas of oil) will go to Israel. A little smidgen will go for Jordan.

“She and her sister are responsible for helping to save the lives of 20 people, including their own, after jumping off their sinking dinghy into the Aegean Sea and pushing their boat to land.”

I wish they would at least get the numbers right, is it 18…20, how many people were in that dingy/boat/ship.

Ah well, facts don’t matter. By movie time it will be a hundred.

The strange and not so strange,and varied past times of American Ex-Presidents.

Obama and significant other, Michelle. Like writing…they got a $60 million joint package to publish. Besides a new book from each… Obama has game, he likes Basketball, but also plays golf.

George Bush 43, likes to paint. The painter “Portraits of Courage”….I hear it is in an audible version

The book on AMAZON IS A NUMBER #1…..

….who knew, down deep in that confabulation was a Michelangelo?

George Bush 41, likes fishing and is a co-founder of a fishing tournament. Bush co-founded the annual fishing tournament in Islamorada, an island in the Florida Keys, which was held annually for 10 years.

Bill Clinton; his hobby is crossword puzzles, but it seems he likes fencing with…Paula Jones, Juanita Broaddrick, Kathleen Willey, Eileen Wellstone, Carolyn Moffet,  Elizabeth Ward Gracen, Becky Brown, Helen Dowdy, Cristy Zercher….Dolly Kyle

One of the women Trump could potentially mention is Dolly Kyle, who alleges that she had an affair with Bill Clinton for nearly 20 years. Clinton is studious, and he has long hobby’s.

Gennifer Flowers he hobbied with for a 12 year affair…that was a shorter hobby.

Then off course there is the most publicized case of Slick Willy’s hobbying with Monica Lewinsky. That was a orally fixated hobby.

Kathy Shelton?…Hillary defense of her rapist at the young age of !2 and how HRC put her through hell in her examination. ….

Ronald Reagan, his hobbies were horseback riding, acting, rugby, and swimming.

Carter was fly fisherman.

Nixon liked to bowl.

Lyndon Baines Johnson: 36th president, Tenure: 1963-1969…Hobby: driving drunk on his ranch…he collected vehicles. He had an amphicar. Which he would drive in a lake on his property.

Calvin Coolidge:  30th president, 1923-1929…His hobby, he liked napping. Calvin liked snoozin…

Theodore Roosevelt:  26th president, 1901-1909. Teddy liked to exercise, and hunt. It seems Teddy went on a one year safari, he killed and caught 11,000 animals. That’s a lot of bullets.

Andrew Jackson: Seventh President, 1829-1837. Andrew hobby is a little disturbing, he liked carousing.

John Quincy Adams: Sixth president, Tenure: 1825-1829. John’s hobby, swimming (in the nude). John liked his freedom.

Thomas Jefferson: Third president, Tenure: 1801-1809. Thomas was a very smart man who like architecture. His hobby kept him busy in his free time.

George Washington: First president,  1789-1797. George’s hobby was farming. Some people call that a lot of work.

John Adams: Second president, Tenure: 1797-1801. John Adams like to debate and discuss political philosophy.

Roosevelt liked stamps…Truman the piano…Kenndy loved sailing…

Donald Trump, hobby is golf. He likes it so much, he builds golf courses. Of course he found a new hobby, firing cruise missiles, lots of them.

SYRIA: Trump now has Paul Wolfowitz as a supporter…


Little by little the Syrian narrative is solidifying. It’s not so ambiguous; it’s not so much of a lie..the story writers, the narrators are gaining ground. Pretty soon they will have me believing the MSM version of events of the April 4th chemical gassing of civilians in Khan Sheikhun in Idlib province of Syria.

PACE (Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe) President, Pedro Agramunt has got himself in some deep dod-doo. He made the mistake of visiting Syria to see for himself the state of affairs; and also a visit to St Petersburg. And that is a no-no, when you don’t tow the party line. Cries for his impeachment are heard, While Pedro, mea culpas his mistake as being mislead by the Russian media. He is sorry.

The narrative is Bashar al-Assad gassed his people; on the verge of a peace. That it…we know, and don’t have top tell you why we know. Assad having the upper hand on the battle against ISIS, Al Qaeda and various other head chopping groups, and near to the defeating of these terrorist organizations. A chemical gas attack happens in Khan Sheikhun, a rebel held area of Idlib province and the only information we get from the region is from the terrorists, Al Qaeda and their oscar winning White Helmets, the first responders; who are super-heroes impervious to [Sarin] gas, and can work with the victims in their street clothes and bare hands. Could this be proof that it was not a Sarin gas attack. Because the UN fact finding mission wears HazMat suits while taking their samples.

Do people realize the White Helmets got a prize for acting, an oscar for a fake documentary, and now we are to believe what they are saying has happened in Khan Sheikhun, to be the truth. This organization has daily YouTube videos going out over the Internet. Child snuff films, that are purported as victims of attacks. In fact that is why they are being financed by the United States and the UK governments who have financed this effort jointly with other nations to the tune of 110 million plus U.S. green backs.

Why has the allied countries continually blocked a OPCW (Organization for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons) investigation into the town of Khan Sheikhun, and the Syrian airbase at Shayrat. and the only ones calling for a complete and swift investigation are the Russians and Syria.

Is this a false flag, is this a precurser to build up to an outright invasion of Syria; which is soon to come.

Paul Wolfowitz has declared his support of the manchurian Donald Trump; and I say manchurian because, this president is not the president that took office Jan 20th 2017. Granted he has changed some things, on climate waste, the TPP Act, immigration reform, vetting of refugees, but it seems he has abandoned his campaign promises now for his new found friends within government.

In a politico article, Paul Wolfowitz; 10th World Bank President, and United States Deputy Secretary of Defense states that Syria represents an “opportunity”, and if blown, a missed chance that equal a “lost of American influence”, and the win over “hostile actors”. Hostile actors is not definitive, is he talking about the terrorists, ISIS or Bashar al-Assad and his democratically elected government.

Wolfowitz has changed his position on Donald Trump, having called a Trump Presidency as…“Obama on steroids”.  Wolfowitz opposed Trump’s ‘America First” rhetoric, Trumps rejection of the Iraq war and his then praise of Russian president Vladimir Putin.


Wolfowitz should know about opportunities, after all Paul Wolfowitz, the architect of the Iraq invasion, the fourth horseman of the destruction of a nation and the thief of its oil, gas and resources, and the annihilation of a million Iraqis. The author of expansionism of the American hegemony, is giving our Donald the nod. Whispering in his ear. Is Wolfowitz hinting about another chance at invading a sovereign nation and stealing its oil, gas and resources. And in the end furthering the NeoCon wet-dream of globalism.

Wolfowitz the ardent NeoCon, ex-World Bank President, a hawk, a hardliner against Russia. Wolfowitz who is pro Saudi Arabia..

Is a new/old Wolfowitz Doctrine being expressed through the “New President” Donald Trump.

Wolfowitz likes opportunity and look for it like a predator. In the run up to the Iraq invasion he stated..

“9/11 really was a wake up call and that if we take proper advantage of this opportunity to prevent the future terrorist use of weapons of mass destruction that it will have been an extremely valuable wake up call,”

…and as we know there were no “Weapons of Mass Destruction”, none at all, and Iraq lies in ruins, with its population desperate, dying and amidst a ruin country that has been in war since that time…the leading military men of Sadam Hussein’s army became the heads and founders of ISIS. And were funded by the American government.

In regards to Syria, Wolfowitz states..

“If nothing is done to follow up on it, it will start to seem a little bit silly in retrospect; certainly the enthusiasm will seem silly. But more importantly it will look like a lost opportunity in retrospect.” – Susan Glasser, Politico

“I think there is a fantastic opportunity here. It’s only a first step, it’s only an opportunity,” -Susan Glasser,  Politico

“In recent days he‘s jumped right back into the public debate, nudging President Trump from the pages of the Wall Street Journal to follow up his bombing strike in neighboring Syria with more aggressive action—and, he tells me, privately emailing with Trump Defense Secretary Jim Mattis and national security advisor H.R. McMaster, both longtime contacts since his Bush days, in hopes they will pursue a U.S. strategy of stepped-up engagement in the Middle East.” – Susan Glasser, Politico

Wolfowitz is certainly looking for opportunities again, and clearly sees Syria as another chance to kill a country. Paul Wolfowitz is for American hegemony.

I understood that Trumps stand on Syria and Assad was to let the Syrian people decide about Assad, and then the airstrike on the Shayrat airbase without provoc20151006_134606ation and no proof of a chemical attack by the Assad government. Is it Rex Tillerson, General McMaster and General Mattis, and a whispering Wolfowitz, that are making the decisions on Syria. Spurred on by the war hawks.

Donald Trump has become a NeoCon, pro military, in a time of peace in America, with a faltering economy and never so many out of work in America and he is promising to rebuild the military, as if it is not big enough already. “ISIS has grown like a cancer..” he states but yet does nothing to prosecute the Americans that are funding it and Al Qaeda, nothing to stop the American NGO’s that are driving the war propaganda against Bashar al-Assad.

Every NeoCon that opposed Trump, is now standing with him, everybody is friends now, John McCain, Mitch McConnell and Senator Lindsey Graham who is ecstatic, he states, “I am like the happiest dude in America right now,” 

And why?…because its War, War War… And war is money in America. The economy of America was never so great as during the destruction of Iraq. And it’s the easy way to increase jobs, don’t ya know.

In the end, there is no health care bill; No wall; No Hillary Clinton in jail for her crimes; No foreign policy of non interference in the affairs of sovereign nations, as stated by Donald Trump in his election promise. No draining the swamp. No stopping the unfair and unjust sanctions on Russia because of the Crimea which is it’s property. But to add more to the people of Syria who are suffering through this war and anguish, more sanctions, more frozen assets. More taken away. More of the same old American bullshit.

Trump is a failure, he has become more of the same.

Syrian Sanctions: With no proof that Syria committed a war crime.

Sean Spicer in his address to the White House press corp today, was questioned on France and their election over the weekend, he stated ‘it’s up to the French to choose who they wish’, but minutes before Steven Mnuchin, United States Secretary of the Treasury took the podium and address the press corp audience that the United States of America under Donald Trump’s presidency was imposing sanction on 271 scientists in Syria. Employees of the SSRC, Syria’s Scientific Studies and Research Center…

What happened to non-interference in others nations?

“In 2005, U.S. President George W. Bush issued Executive Order 13382: “Blocking Property of Weapons of Mass Destruction Proliferators and their Supporters,” which placed the SSRC on the U.S. Treasury Department’s Specially Designated Nationals list and prohibited U.S. citizens and residents from doing business with the SSRC. [8] In 2007, the U.S. Treasury Department froze the assets of other SSRC subsidiaries, listing SSRC as the “Syrian government agency responsible for developing and producing non-conventional weapons and the missiles to deliver them.”[9] The suspicions mostly revolved around the proliferation of chemical and biological weapons and ballistic missiles.”

Without any proof or facts, without evidence, and the OPCW ( Organization for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons) dragging it’s feet. In an investigation of the Khan Sheikhun.

The Russian and Syrian governments are the only government calling for a full investigation of both the Syrian air base at Shayrat, and the town Khan Sheikhun, in Idlib province.

“While Russia and Syria have asked for OPCW inspections on the ground, Tahrir al-Sham, the renamed al-Qaeda in Syria which controls the area, has not asked for inspectors.”

I find that startling that the alleged in the accused war crime is asking for an investigation. But not the accusers.The Russians have asking, ever since the incident on April 4th and have asked numerous times, to no avail. The Russian government have urged for the need of the OPCW (Organization for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons) to be swift and thorough before contamination of the areas occur, and  wipes out any evidence; is this why the UN is dragging its feet? Is this why 271 scientists in Syria are sanctioned.

Federica Mogherini, the EU High Representative for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy called on Monday for full transparent investigation by the Organization for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons (OPCW) into the alleged chemical weapon use in Idlib province on April 4.

“A full transparent investigation has to be done by OPCW, and full responsibility has to be guaranteed by the UN appropriate systems,” Mogherini told reporters after a meeting with Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov in Moscow. 

“The war in Syria is causing an extreme number of civilian causalities, but when it gets to the use of chemical weapons, chemical components during the war, then we are on a different stage of atrocities and we are at a level of what amounts to a war crime, if that is proven to be the case,” she noted. “This is why the European position on that is that a full transparent investigation has to be done by the OPCW and full accountability has to be guaranteed within the UN appropriate system.”

The EU joins with the Russians, which Is good, but  the incident happened 20 days and the trail is getting cold.

The U.S. is intent on regime change, and so therefore an investigation into whom ever cause this chemical atrocity, this war crime is irrelevant in the face of that particular agenda. “Assad must go and that is it…discussion over. We don’t want him, and don’t care about evidence. We want to destabilize populations and we want refugees, we want war, we want globalism. We want Syria turned into another Libya. We want diluted European nations without sovereignty. We want our pipeline and we want Russia isolated”

The UN has called in the last few days for humanitarian aid in a war induced famine in Yemen, 20 million people in Yemen are without safe drinking water and food. Libya is wide open like a gash in Africa. The whole region is destabilized and more to come

“Yemen is the largest humanitarian crisis in the world […] the time is now to come together to prevent an impending humanitarian catastrophe in the country” said the UN relief wing on its website, noting that the conflict in the country and its economic consequences is also driving the largest food security emergency in the world.”

“According to the UN Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs (OCHA), nearly 19 million people in Yemen are in need of urgent humanitarian or protection assistance, including some 10.3 million who need immediate assistance to save or sustain their lives.”

The U.S. has no proof, no facts of who caused this chemical atrocity, and the only logical explanation is from the Russian side, through their military, as they had knowledge of an Syrian airstrike on a warehouse in that district, and a secondary explosion did not happen after the airstrike, which is usual as a sign of munitions inside destroyed. But there wasn’t a second explosion, signaling that the warehouse was either a possible chemical manufacturing, or a chemical storage facility. But the Russian government, have said that only an investigation by the OPCW will confirm circumstantial evidence of the airbase and the warehouse will prove that…

The chemicals used in this terrible atrocity was not confirmed as being Sarin…many have claimed Sarin gas. News headlines by MSM and war hawks, the uninformed, spread the idea of a Sarin gas attack. The first responders, like the White helmets claimed it was Sarin. The White helmets are a fraudulent organization that have lie before and the they were seen in video handling victims with bare hands and simple masks, when full hazmat suits are required by OPCW inspectors. Sarin clings to clothes and it terrible lethal.

In a fact-finding mission by the OPCW…a preliminary.

“Ambassador Ahmet Üzümcü updated Council members on recent developments regarding the OPCW Technical Secretariat’s activities.

The bio-medical samples collected from three victims during their autopsy were analysed at two OPCW designated laboratories. The results of the analysis indicate that the victims were exposed to Sarin or a Sarin-like substance. Bio-medical samples from seven individuals undergoing treatment at hospitals were also analysed in two other OPCW designated laboratories. Similarly, the results of these analyses indicate exposure to Sarin or a Sarin-like substance.

Director-General Üzümcü stated clearly: “The results of these analyses from four OPCW designated laboratories indicate exposure to Sarin or a Sarin-like substance. While further details of the laboratory analyses will follow, the analytical results already obtained are incontrovertible.”Ambassador Ahmet Üzümcü updated Council members on recent developments regarding the OPCW Technical Secretariat’s activities.”

What is clear from this, is that they know less than they did before, Director-General Üzümcü, uses the terms, ‘Sarin or a Sarin-like substance’ three times in his statement. There are a lot chemicals that are like Sarin. But Sarin seems to be the common word, as if that word is being normalized in this fact finding mission. Someone either knows or they don’t know. Is it Sarin or is it not; if not, stop using the term until you have proof of what caused this terrible crime.

I found an interesting take on this by Denis O’Brien of

Denis a neuroscientist and neuro-pharmacologist claims in his post  

“LogoPhere’s Top Ten Ways to Tell When You’re Being Spoofed by False-Flag Sarin Attacks” 

That Sarin is the not the gas that was used because of the conditions of the bodies and way the first-responders were dealing with a deadly chemical. Bodies should have blue, they were pink. Vomit, feces and urine should have been everywhere; victims would have soiled themselves.

His article is well worth the read. O’Brien notes:

“The neuroscientist and neuro-pharmacologist Denis O’Brien, a Ph.D. with a research and teaching career in that field, analyzed the sym[p]toms of the casualties that were depicted in the various videos coming out of Khan Sheikhun. His diagnostics and chemical-biological explanations are humorously titled Top Ten Ways to Tell When You’re Being Spoofed by a False-Flag Sarin Attack.

O’Brien notes the total absence of feces, urine, vomit and cyanosis (turning blue) in the videos. Sarin exposure causes, according to the CDC database “Nausea, vomiting (emesis), diarrhea, abdominal pain, and cramping.” Sarin affected patients would have spontaneously shit, peed and vomited all over. But the casualties in the videos, even the “dead” ones, have clean undies. The “clinic” in the videos has clean floors. The patients show red skin color, not oxygen-deprived blue. The patients in the videos were not affected by sarin.”

It is becoming clear that the U.S, is wanting a regime change only, the U.S. is compromising a fragile peace, and is possibly mounting evidence for an invasion of Syria, the UN is slow to move and stop those actions with proof positive of the culprits of this crime. But the UN has an agenda as well, a depopulation of the planet to a manageable state. A sustained state.

There is no help for Syria, except through Russia, the United States will impose sanctions on Syria. Until eventual war. we are witnessing the invasion of Iraq, all over again. The economy was never so good as when Americans were killing Iraq.


Michael Burns Acrylic on Masonite 16 inches X 20 inches

The portals are everywhere. And they lead to other earths…right beside this one.

I think a majority of people don’t even realize that they exist, and those that are left are mad from the knowledge, believing themselves mad, others convince them that they are mad. They know they are there though…the portals. And so they are locked away from us, or babbling foolishly to themselves about it. But they can’t understand why their lives can change so drastically for one moment to the next.

At first I thought, when I went to sleep at night, someone came changed the whole thing, and that it was a test, and the point of my day was to get back to the one I liked. Or started at; I don’t know which one I started at now, it’s been so long.

I mean there was more than one of them, you could like, you could like a lot of them; they weren’t all strange. But some were, very bizarre, nightmarish, and dangerous…ominous.

Some even with the slightest of differences. The smallest of things, the color red was missing in one, and replaced with another color I had never seen before. And have never seen since. I was the only one that noticed that, I got myself in a lot trouble trying to explain that concept; do you know how hard it is to explain the color red. To someone who has not seen it? There’s more to it than you think. And don’t ask me what the replacement color was, it just wasn’t there for me…I had no words for it, it was, a brand new color. And because my brain was not use to it, it kept popping up, like someone yelling at me. There is one were everyone likes me, and they love me. They are always doing things for me, giving me items, gifts. Or asking me to go along on unusual and wonderful experiences with them. Everyone of importance, does this… it got to the point that they would travel to my door to see me. It actually became quite horrible and annoying…people always watching me. I would go to the mall and people were watching, and waiting for me to speak to them so they might run up to me and make foils of themselves…I hated it. I was always trying to get away, escape, hide; duck in somewhere, disguise, they would see through it. They knew it was me.


Digital photograph Michael Burns 2016

Wherever I would go, I’d go with the best, I live in the best house in town…

In one of the worlds I am hunted down, for doing something, I don’t know what it is that I did.  But I am tracked and chased mercilessly, and then I escape their clutches. And I always seem to be able to escape in that one. I am chased and harassed constantly. I think the point is, being chased. I think it’s about terror.

In another one, quite perplexing; the only difference was a small mole about the size of the head of a pin, to the right of the mouth about an inch and a half, and down about an inch towards the chin; everyone had it. But me… they all had stopped noticing they had it. Or never realize it at all. They had taken it for granted I’d guessed, I presumed it was because they could’nt see it anymore… but I could see it. Plain as day. There it was on everybody’s face, to the right and down, exact same place. It was the only thing I thought about there. That mole. I look in the mirror, couldn’t find it on my face. I would talk to others about it ask them if they could see it, I thought it might be possible that only I was seeing it. It was worlds like this that made me start to wonder. It took me a few years to figure it all out. These portals…

I stopped mentioning these things that I had noticed when I was a child. It got me in a lot of trouble. It would upset the ones that took care of me, the ones that loved me or had authority over me; only adults seemed to be bothered by it, children never questioned it when I told them about these things. But tell an adult and I would quickly be raced of to see another adult who was expert in such things. But strangely ‘they’ could’nt see the portals either.

So I decided not to tell anyone about them ever again. And I have lived that way since.

I notice now that as I get older that I manipulate which ones I wake up in, and sometimes if I am not paying attention I wake up inside one that I have totally forgotten I created during a night of dreaming. And then I notice something throughout that day that brings me back to the dream, and I realize the portal was into the dream.

In some way, I have imagined an answer to a question, or some profound thought I had been mulling over for sometime, and there it will be, a portal. I have sometimes played with multiple answers, just to see the outcome.

Lately I have gone back to some that I lived in for while, weeks or months and correcting some of my, how should I call it…my, malfeasance. Sometimes I take control in them…I was young then.

Yes in some I took control when I shouldn’t have; let’s leave it at that.

I think that I have discovered something that only I am aware of, or that I can do…and possibly everyone else can do it, but they don’t know that…I have thought that maybe I am the only one in this, and these people I meet are not real, I mean not really real.


Michael Burns – Charcoal drawing and blue China crayon on cartridge paper. 22 X 30 inches

Maybe they are real, and they have not learned to do what I do quite yet. I know they don’t know what I talking about; could I teach it? Should I teach it?

I am not sure, I haven’t thought about it that deeply. I am too busy exploring them. The portals.

And so now I move from one to the other, sometimes back, sometimes forward. Sometimes I have gone back to childhood portals to experience a specific day, were I am clear, and young and fresh, a child, pure of heart and new, and in the Spring sun and happy…oh so desperately happy. Lusting after my life.

I have a tendency to forget a lot. I am not sure how old I am anymore? I not sure how long I have done this…maybe, I have always been doing it. Maybe, I will always do this…but it’s only limited, I have come to understand, by what I can imagine and dream.



Michael Burns Oil Painting on hard board 30 X 15 inches

Pity them…

The air is thick with their moist chemicals,

and atmospheric rivers fill their parch beds of stone dust.

Grey ribbons of cloud sink down and crash together, on top of us.

This brave new place of techno-crop.

The light is stilted and in a stutter, to begin

hesitant to shine, at all.

it doesn’t seem natural.

I am reminded of a line, spoken by wisdom,

“With the passing of youth, life’s rainbow glitter soon wears off; one by one the

shining bubbles burst and the ‘shades of the prison house’ close in.”

The old guard is leaving.

And though they do not understand, they understand.

They are ancient now, and bound for their graves.

And they have not bleed, like you.

And they have not sang songs like you.

And they have not known, loves sweet tender caress… like you.


Pencil and graphite on 75 lb rag paper Michael Burns

They have…bathed themselves in a false quality.

A whole life long.

And known not the pleasure,

of a conflict of conscience, or dark night.

They have not struggl’d with their soul, like you.

They are corporeal strangers, you see.

Of flighting things of no importance;

paper, stick and glue.

They are truly the fallen ones, and spite the dark against the light;

and know no reason for it…

their hearts fill with the words of their ignorant shame.

Having failed the simply lesson

“Primum scire te..”

And in their desperation and last hours,

to squeeze loose the last and final drops of their material  life;

and then in that terrible anger, turn on the world,

and make it putrid ash.

So the future can not know of it.

Pity them,

for they have no soul.

Pity them for they are not immortal like you…

Pity them for they will not leave this place.

TRUMP, the “New War President”… more of the same.

Donald Trump is in a move to save his political career. The insane left is coming far to close; steadily moving forward, their protests and paid lamentations, their cries of “He is not our president.”, “he’s a pussy-grabber”, and even a Russian spy. The call for his possible impeachment was getting louder. Investigations into his character and finances and private life. He even uses Russian dressing on his salad. His connect to Putin, and a repeated lie that the American election was interfered with by a Russia intent on stopping a Hillary Clinton, who called Putin, “a new Hitler”. So much talk, and comparison to Hitler lately. The Russians were intent on putting a weaker, more amiable candidate into power. But yet not one of MSM “Free Press”, dared write the story of Bill and Hillary Clinton and Frank Giustra and the Clinton Foundation selling 20% of U. S. uranium to the Russians through Uranium One and the Russian State Corporation Rosatom. To take that story and pound it day in and day out. With President Donald Trump fulfilling his promise to put Hillary Clinton in jail.

But we are not looking at truth, we are looking at our own fixations, are we not? The latest nonsense about Donald Trump’s tax returns. But no legitimate protest against an illegal, and criminal act of war that he authorized and gave the go-ahead, with his recent missile air strike on the Shayrat Airbase, Shayrat, Syria. AND NO PROOF!

America has a new president now…a brand spankin new war President, not the same president that was voted in on Nov 8th/2016; not that swamp-draining president. Not the president that took the oval office at the White House on Jan 20/2017. No, I am talking about this “new guy”, this recent warmongerer, this commander and chief Donald Trump. This Manchurian candidate. This CEO who takes bombing advise from his daughter Ivanka.

Trump has fallen, he is inline with past war-mongering presidents of the United States. He has compromised his ethics totally, he has buckled in and become something far removed to the Donald Trump who spoke about the NeoCon Lindsey Graham that wanted to bomb this and bomb that. Who was outspoken about America policing the world. He is so far removed from the guy who said, he could get along with Putin, and Assad should be Syria’s concern, that Putin and Assad were fighting the bad guys, the terrorists…you remember those guys.,  The Muslim fanatical, misogynist head-choppers, who are an enemy to the whole world.

Ronald Reagan had his war in Grenada and then bombed Libya, his support and financing of the mujahideen, which became the Taliban and finally Al-Qaeda; Bill Clinton in Afghanistan, Sudan, and again in Yugoslavia; Bush “41” in the Gulf war; Bush “43” and the Invasion of Afghanistan, and the Iraq Invasion over WMD; which did not exist; which were never ever found. Barack Obama and the blatant and systematic destruction of Libya, which turned it in a hell hole of human slavery, and human trafficking. Black slaves now sold openly; as I write this, in the street, for as little as $500. Libya open to migration of humans fleeing oppression and poverty from the south, and the refugees from Libya, Syria, Sudan and Yemen. Obama in Syria, supporting ISIS, the White Helmets; who are frauds and liars, and fake YouTube videographers, and other terrorists who were the destruction of Libya and the assassinating of Gaddafi. Obama’s authorized drones strikes in Yemen and Pakistan on a daily basis, that kill women and children as they bury their dead. And the splitting of the Sudan in two, forever warring halves.

Eighty-five days into his presidency, and Donald Trump has fallen inline. And become “The president now”,  and sent 59 screaming cruise missiles to a Syrian air base, a unprovoked attack, grounded by allegations, but no proof, no evidence to provide for the alleged chemical attack by Bashar al-Assad’s government.

And Russia pleads for peace and physical evidence to support the accusation of Assad as the perpetrator of that chemical, gas assault on his own people. And the west can say is Putin is on the wrong side, and he is our enemy.

There are no presidents of the United States; the last one was assassinated on November 22nd, 1963, in Dealey plaza, by the CIA and factions of the deep state. There are only CEO’s of the military Industrial Complex which have taken over the White House and the Intelligence services of the United States of America. The war machine which keeps an economy nurtured on war.  Endless wars, selling expensive arms to both sides, fueling and arming insane men who bludgeon the weak, and destroy peace and life. And make Wall St, movers and shakers richer. The spin-offs from that, that trickle downed affect, and war inspired confidence in that economy.

The airstrike caused the upsurge of oil price, increased trading on the stock market…Weapons manufacturers, like Raytheon experienced an immediate jump in their stock price.

Trump gave the go for the missile strike on Syria, as a show to the Chinese, who are against interference in Syria. But of course, China is not liked by Donald Trump. They are his personal enemy. They (the Chinese) made their first visit to America to visit this presidency, and the air strike was unleashed during that visit as a show that Trump will not to tolerate China, and the South China sea and North Korea and the Kim Jong-il missile launch during the American/South Korean military manuevers. And recent missile tests, which are bound to continue. But still the yearly joint South Korean/American military exercise are at the front door of North Korea; jab the barking dog with a stick; continued yearly and are never looked at as the hypocrisy that it is…

“We’ll be conducting more missile tests on a weekly, monthly, and yearly basis,” said Vice-Foreign Minister Han Song-ryol.”

The fear of World Nuclear War has never been closer that at this present moment in time. The world perched on very fragile ground; the purposeful and systematic isolationism of Russia, and think-tanks like the Brooking Institute thinking and preaching Anti-Putin rhetoric. NeoCons that can only call for “War, War War.”

Vladimir Putin the killer of the “New World Order” as proselytized by Strobe Talbott, friend and classmate and Rhodes scholar in the administration, of Bill Clinton. Strobe’s speech at Occidental College spoke badly of Putin. Fanned the flames of the new cold war.

“Rhodes Scholar and President of the Brookings Institution Strobe Talbott entitled “Vladimir Putin vs. the 21st Century”.”

This is a dangerous game be played by idiots, now with Trump. The escalation in Syria, just as the moment of peace was arriving. The constant provocation of the North Koreans. This will end miserably.

It would not surprise me in the least to see a full-out invasion of Syria, as Bush did in Iraq. Probably using the same script, as the public’s mind is gone, and short-term memory is shot to hell. And look how much the Iraq invasion fueled and helped the economy; jobs and wealth, extravagance, and gluttony.

Now that Assad was so close to peace, and driving the Jihadists out from Syria, on the verge of ending the war. The likelihood of 30-50,000 troops in Syria by the end of 2017 is not far-fetched in its prediction. War is good for, very good for business.

In a document released by the White House, it is explained why Donald Trump launched an illegal and uncalled for release of 59 Tomahawk Cruise missiles on Syria.

It bears no proof of the chemical attack by Assad. And the White House claims to know better, to have confidence in their decision that Assad is a criminal, based on secrets not to be disclosed. Secret, secrets.We know that we know, and we know because, we know that is what we know.

Discussion over.



Syria: Why is there a war?

Do I have enough space to even facet, a response to that complex question? There is always war, there has always been war. Or should I say that as long as I have lived, and can remember, there has been war in this world. The war in Syria just one of many, in a war-torn world. War is enormous profit; war conveniently gets those that are disliked by west or others out-of-the-way; war covers up the U.S. mistakes from previous administrations, of their interference in politics of other nations.  War rallies the populous, in a false sense of their own power arrogance and self-righteousness. America is great! War allows controllers to control. War through its cruelties, forces the weak to submit to the strong. War forces conversion to ideology or religion. War controls population birth and death rate. War is the singular most evil thing humans do on this world, and the most terrible invention of man.

The Syrian War:

In a nut shell, in a few lines on this page, I will say concisely, the cruel war presently raging in Syria, is simply about globalism and one world governance. It is specifically about the largest sweet gas field in the world.

It is about specifically the pipeline from that gas field, that is jointly owned; produces great quantities of gas; by both Qatar and Iran. It is a massive field of sweet gas, that both countries wish to profit on, and this could feed a ravenous gas market in Europe. Which is dependent on Russian gas for roughly 30% of its needs. Russia sells 70% of its gas to Europe.

Since Iran is aligned with Russia, and an enemy of the United States, Qatar with two major U.S. airbases, and with projections for another American state of the art drone base to central Africa and the arab world. Qatar the evil and nasty greedy little brother of Saudi Arabia is aligned with the United States. The preference for the sale of that gas, from the South Pars / North Dome Gas-Condensate (SP/ND) field is from Qatar through Syria, Turkey and then to Europe. This would rival and compete directly with Russian Oil and Gas especially. Vast rich, gas fields in Russia enable them to sell cheap natural gas to resource poor European countries.
Syria has made a previous deal with Iran, backed by Russia, India and China…BRICS nations competing with the west.

Europe need for Russian gas have made it difficult for Washington to apply unjust sanctions, inflicted since the Ukrainian uprising.

Now the end result of this pipeline for the U.S. is to isolate and cut off Russia from its gas markets to the south, in Europe. To inflict its sanctions without a loss to Europe which needs that Russian gas, during severe winter months especially. That is also the reason for the Crimean affair. The Crimea has always belonged to Russia. The Crimea equals ports on the Black sea, were liquified natural gas and oil commodity export may be shipped to the countries of the European Union. Why would they ever give it up.

Bashar al-Assad had made an initial deal with Iran, with the help of Russia to run a pipeline through Syria, to ports in Lebanon, and eventually to Cyprus to Greece; and on to Europe. Greece would have benefited from this, forced through globalism to bankruptcy and a cruel and unusual austerity by vicious blood-sucking world bankers. That has made life extremely difficult for Greeks.

In his excellent article on the matter of the middle east, and Syria and the Pipeline, Robert F. Kennedy Jr, has deeply spelled out the utter insanity that has gone on there in the last 65 years, to enable the control and manipulation of one dictator or another, by the United States Government, the Oil companies, the CIA, and most specially the Council on Foreign Relations and their manipulation of the deep, deep state to further their end goal of U. S, hegemony and globalism and eventual one world government.

In his very well written and informed article Kennedy speaks about the start of all the beginnings through President Eisenhower and the Dulles brothers. Then Secretary of State, John Foster Dulles, who advised and stated to Eisenhower in 1957, “We should do everything possible to stress the ‘holy war’ aspect.” and that has been the need ever since. The “Holy War”.

(All quotes from Robert F Kennedy Jr in Italics)

“The CIA began its active meddling in Syria in 1949—barely a year after the agency’s creation. Syrian patriots had declared war on the Nazis, expelled their Vichy French colonial rulers and crafted a fragile secularist democracy based on the American model. But in March of 1949, Syria’s democratically elected president, Shukri-al-Kuwaiti, hesitated to approve the Trans Arabian Pipeline, an American project intended to connect the oil fields of Saudi Arabia to the ports of Lebanon via Syria. In his book, Legacy of Ashes, CIA historian Tim Weiner recounts that in retaliation, the CIA engineered a coup, replacing al-Kuwaiti with the CIA’s handpicked dictator, a convicted swindler named Husni al-Za’im. Al-Za’im barely had time to dissolve parliament and approve the American pipeline before his countrymen deposed him, 14 weeks into his regime.”

Eisenhower unleashed Dulles, and Dulles send his dogs, Kim Roosevelt and Rocky Stone to Damascus.

A few years earlier these two had caused the coup that had over-thrown the democratically  elected Mohammed Mosaddegh, and installed the dictator, Mohammed Reza Pahlavi, “The Shah of Iran”, who ruled until the Iranian revolution in 1972, which still fuels the hatred of the Iran and Iranian people, the overthrow of the Shah, and Iran’s embrace of Russia is what fuels America’s hatred of Iran.

Dulles released Stone and  Roosevelt to do their dirty  work in Syria next, dropping millions of dollars to gain control like they had in Iran and Jordan and Iraq under Saddam Hussein.

“But all that CIA money failed to corrupt the Syrian military officers. The soldiers reported the CIA’s bribery attempts to the Ba’athist regime. In response, the Syrian army invaded the American Embassy taking Stone prisoner. Following harsh interrogation, Stone made a televised confession to his roles in the Iranian coup and the CIA’s aborted attempt to overthrow Syria’s legitimate government.”

“Syria purged all politicians sympathetic to the U.S. and executed them for treason. In retaliation, the U.S. moved the Sixth Fleet to the Mediterranean, threatened war and goaded Turkey to invade Syria. The Turks assembled 50,000 troops on Syria’s borders and only backed down in the face of unified opposition from the Arab League whose leaders were furious at the U.S. intervention.”

“Even after its expulsion, the CIA continued its secret efforts to topple Syria’s democratically elected Ba’athist government. The CIA plotted with Britain’s MI6 to form a “Free Syria Committee” and armed the Muslim Brotherhood to assassinate three Syrian government officials, who had helped expose “the American plot.” (Matthew Jones in The ‘Preferred Plan’: The Anglo-American Working Group Report on Covert Action in Syria, 1957). The CIA’s mischief pushed Syria even further away from the U.S. and into prolonged alliances with Russia and Egypt.”

And so that story goes on and on, regime change after regime until today, nothing new and nothing has changed.

Bashar Hafez al-Assad’s father Hafez al-Assad ran Syria from 1971 until 2000. He took part in the 1963 Syrian Coup d’etat which brought the Syrian Regional Branch of the Arab socialist Ba’ath party into power. In 1970 he seized power from the undisputed leader of  Syria. A massive cult of personality was created and centered around Hafez al-Assad and his family. He reigned until a few months before Bashar took office.

Looking for a successor Hafez al-Assad, choice his eldest son Bassel al-Assad an engineer and Colonel in the Syrian special forces.

On January 21 1994, on his way to the Damascus International airport, he crashed his Mercedes at high-speed without a seat belt and died instantly. His father’s chosen.

Bassel’s death lead to the succession of the young and lesser known brother Bashar. Who was then taking post-graduate training in ophthalmology in London, England.

Bashar al-Assad  was elected president of Syria on 10th of July 2000, he received in the 2000 and 2007 elections, 99.7% and 97.6% support respectfully. In 2014 he was sworn in again as president for another 7 years.

He is thought of fondly, by those Syrians who voted for him, he is progressive, a moderniser of Syria, respectful of women, the people of Syria were healthy and life was good. Assad is a dictator but could be called benevolent, he has his enemies, but is not a despot in sense of head cutting or the extremist as in Saudi Arabia which covets the land of Syria for addition to its madness of the Wahhabi, and a new caliphate across the middle east. The country has been stable till the war; he has been attacked from all sides, without Russia he would have suffered the same fate as Gaddafi, and Saddam Hussein. The west does not appreciate its dictators speaking to anyone after their downfall, on the truths of western intervention in sovereign nations. If Assad falls, Syria goes the way of Libya, which is a hell-hole of human trafficking, and slaves sold in markets.

With the Al-Nusra Front, and ISIS, Free Syrian Army, al-Zenki, the fraudulent “White Helmets” and their propaganda, Turkey supplying chemical weapons and more extremists from Iraq, the American CIA, MI5, and MI6, the Israeli’s and their opportunistic air attacks, and finally the new-found NeoCon President of the United States, Donald Trump.

To further quote Robert F. Kennedy Jr again…

“As predicted, Assad’s overreaction to the foreign-made crisis—dropping barrel bombs onto Sunni strongholds and killing civilians—polarized Syria’s Shia/Sunni divide and allowed U.S. policymakers to sell Americans the idea that the pipeline struggle was a humanitarian war. When Sunni soldiers of the Syrian Army began defecting in 2013, the Western Coalition armed the “Free Syrian Army” to further destabilize Syria. The press portrait of the Free Syria Army as cohesive battalions of Syrian moderates was delusional. The dissolved units regrouped in hundreds of independent militias most of whom were commanded by or allied with Jihadi militants who were the most committed and effective fighters. By then, the Sunni armies of Al Qaeda Iraq (AQI) were crossing the border from Iraq into Syria and joining forces with the battalions of deserters from the Free Syria Army, many of them trained and armed by the U.S.”


“…our war against Bashar Assad did not begin with the peaceful civil protests of the Arab Spring in 2011. Instead it began in 2000 when Qatar proposed to construct a $10 billion, 1,500km pipeline through Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Syria and Turkey.”

“Bashar al-Asssad supports a Russian approved “Islamic pipeline” from the Iran side of the South/ pons through Syria to the [ports] of Lebanon, and eventually Cyprus to Europe.”

“When Sunni soldiers of the Syrian Army began defecting in 2013, the Western Coalition armed the “Free Syrian Army” to further destabilize Syria.”

“According to [Seymour] Hersh, “He [Assad] certainly wasn’t beheading people every Wednesday like the Saudis do in Mecca.”

“In 2009, according to WikiLeaks, soon after Bashar Assad rejected the Qatar pipeline, the CIA began funding opposition groups in Syria.”