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Why I came here....
Below is a copy of an email I sent my family. Ive been sending them emails about conspiracy subjects in the hopes that they might wake up. I finally
had to break down and explain why I started my research...
My journey to opening my eyes began in December of 1989
I was training as a sniper in the US Army. I had been sent to Panama to complete jungle school training. All snipers receive secondary training in a
climate school. I had requested mountain training at Ft Drum, New York because I love the cold and hate snakes. The Army of course sends me to jungle
One late night Im awakened to the sounds of my platoon sgt screams to get up. I figure its another exercise drill so I go along with it. This time
though we not only gear up, we are loaded onto chinook helicopter. We fly for about an hr in complete blackout conditions which is unusual as it can
be dangerous. Finally our platoon leader some snot-nosed Captain speaks up. We're informed that we are at war with the govt of Panama.
Our mission briefing was simply kill anything that approaches our position. We are to secure a bridge that enters/exits a town. We are told this town
harbors a major drug drug lord and perhaps thousands of armed militia loyal to General Noriega the current President of Panama.
We repel out of the chopper into a river. We stealth approach the bridge. There are no guards or soldiers of any kind around. I found it odd when we
went topside to take the bridge that a local waved at us. He looked like he had just finished fishing from the bridge. Our platoon sgt ordered us to
open fire and we killed the old guy.
We radioed in that we had control of the bridge. Maybe 5 minutes later several AH64 attack helicopters flew overhead into town. We heard several
explosions and saw many fires break out. A few minutes later several uniformed men began to run towards us. We opened fire and killed them all. I
think they might have been policemen.
Throughout the night we were approached by civilians trying to flee town. Anything that got within 100 yards was killed. This went on for hours.
Finally the townspeople stopped trying when the bodies began to pile up.
By daybreak we had armored support take up our position. We were ordered to enter the town and do a clean-up door to door sweep. We were looking for
Clearing building is dangerous work. Our platoon sgt says screw this we'll smoke anyone out. We fire grenades from our M203 rifles into a building
which starts a fire. We did this to most buildings to avoid having to enter them. I have no idea how many died but it must have been hundreds, maybe
thousands because nobody ever made it out.
This went on throughout the day. I remember a corporal asking the platoon sgt if we were going to get into trouble over this. He responded they did
far worse than this in Vietnam and nothing came of it and did we think this was the only town being secured.
That evening we went to a temporary base that had been set up called Tent City. It literally was just tents. I remember while eating in the mess tent
listening to a Major bitch at our Captain that if we hadnt burned the whole dam town down that we would have had better quarters to sleep in.
The next morning we were told we were going on a mission of utmost importance. It was only my squad that was going so we said our goodbyes to the
platoon not knowing where or what would be happening. We were told the town wasnt exactly secure so this would be dangerous. We were to be dropped
rooftop onto a building and that we must secure this building.
We repelled onto the roof where a suit was waiting on us. He was CIA or at least that was what he told us. The building was a Bank that had been
looted and ransacked by Noriega's mercs.
4 of my squad stayed topside, I was deployed at the entrance with one other and 2 went inside. We were given instructions on who to let in and who to
shoot. I remember thinking how strange it was to be getting orders from a CIA man as he wasnt part of my chain of command.
Throughout the day we let in several suits, some were CIA while others were members of the Chase-Manhatten Bank (the owners I was told of the
building). This went on for 4 days. At night we slept into the building. The CIA men would bring us Mcdonalds or Burger King for all our meals.
After 4 days, we were picked up by a humvee and told the war was over and that the new govt would be maintaining control now. We went back to our base
to resume training and daily bull#. A week after being back we received a debriefing. It was short and sweet, dont talk to the press if approached and
dont write home about what went down.
A month later maybe and I was ordered to a formation. Myself and several others received achievement medals and was told how many confirmed kills we
had. I was told I had 17 confirmed kills which i remember thinking how the hell did they come up with that number. The numbers were bogus, a lot more
died than what we were confirmed to have killed I can assure you.
My friends and I didnt really talk much about the events in Panama but we knew something wasnt right about it. It wasnt this hollywood type feeling of
we kicked the bad guys asses. Most of the folks we killed didnt have weapons or uniforms.
As the years went by, I started to do research. I learned several things that have changed my life.
For starters, the bank I was guarding was formerly owned by Chase Bank system. It was alleged to have been part of a vast drug money laundering
operation in Panama. To stop the reported 450 billion dollar drug laundering happening in his country, Noriega nationalized the banks. In other words
he took control of them to stop illegal activities destroying his country.
From there its easy to assume what happened. The bank owners, ie rockefeller and morgan families complained to the govt and in we went. The banks were
placed back in control of the chase banking house and the laundering of drug money resumed.
I murdered innocent people so a dirty banking elite group could get back control of their bank.