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25 Biggest Secret Societies to Ever Exist



25 Biggest Secret Societies To Ever Exist

Secret societies are typically groups whose rituals and activities are hidden away from non-members. Since the time of the crusades, hundreds of secret societies have been formed from different parts of the world to serve diverse political, social and religious purposes. Here is a list of the 25 biggest secret societies to ever exist as well as a glimpse at the conspiracy theories associated with them. While some of them are believed to be fictitious or have already been dissolved, traces of their existence or their legend remain apparent even until today.
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Ancient Order of Hibernians

Ancient Order of HiberniansThe Ancient Order of Hibernians was organized in 1890 and is a fraternal circle of Irish Roman Catholics who uphold the values of friendship, charity and oneness among its members. This organization has historically been primarily devoted to protecting Catholic churches from anti-Catholic forces, and assisting Irish Catholic immigrants to get into America, especially those who faced discrimination or harsh coal mining working conditions.
24

National Grange

National GrangeOliver Hudson Kelley organized the National Grange in 1867 following the order given to him by President Andrew Johnson to visit the southern United States and identify the war-ravaged areas that needed rehabilitation. In response to the order, he proposed the formation of a secret society that would promote the advancement of rural life. Today, this secret society uses the Masonic Fraternity as its model but accommodates both men and women.
23

The United Ancient Order of Druids

The United Ancient Order of DruidsThe Ancient Order of Druids (AOD) is a fraternal organisation founded in London, England in 1781 that still operates to this day. It is the earliest known English group to be founded based upon the iconography of the ancient druids, who were priest-like figures in Iron Age Celtic paganism.
22

United Order of the Golden Cross

United Order of the Golden CrossIn 1876, Dr. J.H. Morgan organized the United Order of the Golden Cross to provide a means through which members can have a safe and economical method of getting life insurance policies. Though it originated in England, the strength of this secret society lies in its New York chapter. Its members today are men and women from Indiana, Columbia, Tennessee and Kentucky who pledged to abstain from taking alcoholic drinks. The Golden Cross is among the very few secret societies that treat men and women equally.
21

The Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm

The Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted RealmA Freemason organization more commonly known as M.O.V.P.E.R. or The Grotto, was originally created to “add in greater measure to the Masonic fraternal spirit the charm of radiant cheerfulness and to maintain within the fraternity an impetus of royal good fellowship”. One of their most notable accomplishments is their resolution to establish a 501(c)3 national charitable program, named the Humanitarian Foundation whose first project was “Aid for the Cerebral Palsy Child”. Since its inception over $1,000,000 has been contributed to Research for Cerebral Palsy.
20

Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn

Hermetic Order of the Golden DawnAlso known as the Golden Dawn this was a “magical order” active in Great Britain during the late 19th and early 20th centuries, which practiced theurgy and spiritual development. It has been one of the largest single influences on 20th-century Western occultism.
19

Foresters Society

Foresters Society Foresters Friendly Society is a British friendly society which was formed in 1834 as the Ancient Order of Foresters. Although not as secret or mysterious as some of the others on this list its nearly 70,000 strong membership deserves some mention. As far as purpose is concerned, as with most friendly societies it primarily seeks to provide insurance policies to its members.
18

Illuminati

Illuminati“Illuminati” typically refers to various organizations claiming or purported to have unsubstantiated links to the original (and very real) Bavarian Illuminati or similar secret societies, and often alleged to conspire to control world affairs by masterminding events and planting agents in government and corporations to establish a New World Order and gain further political power and influence. Central to some of the most widely known and elaborate conspiracy theories, the Illuminati have been depicted as lurking in the shadows and pulling the strings and levers of power in dozens of novels, movies, television shows, comics, video games, and music videos.
17

Knights of Columbus

Knights of ColumbusThe Knights of Columbus is the largest network of Catholic men and their families throughout the world. Founded in 1882, most of the rituals of this organization are modeled after those of the Masonic Lodge. Today it has over 11,000 councils all over the globe and boasts of the insurance policies that it provides for its members.
16

Knights of Pythias

Knights of PythiasThe Knights of Pythias was the first fraternal organization to receive a charter under an act of the United States Congress. It was founded by Justus H. Rathbone, who had been inspired by a play by the Irish poet John Banim about the legend of Damon and Pythias. A member must be at least 18 years of age. He cannot be a professional gambler, or involved with illegal drugs or alcohol and he must have a belief in a Supreme Being.
15

Ku Klux Klan

Ku Klux KlanThe Ku Klux Klan (KKK), informally known as the Klan, is the name of three distinct past and present far-right organizations in the United States, which have advocated extremist reactionary currents such as white supremacy, white nationalism, and anti-immigration, historically expressed through terrorism. It is classified as a hate group by the Anti-Defamation League and the Southern Poverty Law Center.
14

Bilderberg Group

Bilderberg GroupAlso known as the Bilderberg Club, the Biderberg Group is a secret society composed of some of the most influential men in the world, including prime ministers, presidents and international bankers. It is believed that the major purpose of this private club is “to create an aristocracy of purpose” between the United States and Europe. This organization is so private that only its steering committee decides who should be enlisted as its members.
13

The Loyal Order of Moose

The Loyal Order of MooseFounded in 1888 by the Scottish Dr. Wilson, the Loyal Order of Moose dedicates itself to providing health benefits to its members. The organization went through hard times in the 20th century after it lost most of it members until a man named James Davis took the reins and helped Moose recover from its membership slump. He convinced and recruited thousands of new members and established a thriving network of Moose Lodges throughout the United States.
12

Freemasonry

FreemasonryA fraternal society that was established between the 16th and 17th century, Freemasonry has over six million members today and remains actively engaged in the conduct of charitable works in the secluded communities of Scotland and England. Its members uphold the constitution drafted by Scottish minister James Anderson, where the establishment of fraternal friendship is central.
11

P.E.O. Sisterhood

P.E.O. SisterhoodA women’s organization with about 250,000 members in the United States and Canada, P.E.O. Sisterhood was organized on January 21, 1869 to provide opportunities for education to all its female members around the world. The society has organized chapters in the United States and Canada and is known for being the second sorority to have ever been formed in the United States. Currently headquartered in Iowa, Canada, P.E.O. Sisterhood maintains its traditions of secrecy even after its “It’s OK to talk about P.E.O.” campaign in the 20th century.
10

The Improved Order of Red Men

The Improved Order of Red Men The Improved Order of Red Men was organized on December 16, 1773 by some members of the Sons of Liberty to promote liberty as well as to challenge the tyranny of the monarchy of England. Throughout the course of the Revolutionary War, members of the Red Men joined the Continental Army to push for the downfall of the English crown. The rituals of its members are patterned on the rituals practiced by the Native Americans.
9

The Ancient Arabic Order of the Nobles of the Mystic Shrine

The Ancient Arabic Order of the Nobles of the Mystic Shrine Commonly known as Shriners and abbreviated A.A.O.N.M.S., they were established in 1870, and are an appendant body to Freemasonry. In 2010, the Ancient Arabic Order of the Nobles of the Mystic Shrine, as well as Shriners North America, changed its name to Shriners International, now covering nearly 200 temples (chapters) across North America, South America, Europe and Southeast Asia. The organization is best known for the Shriners Hospitals for Children it administers, and the red fezzes that members wear.
8

Woodmen

Woodmen Established in 1883 by Joseph Cullen Root, Woodmen is among the largest fraternal benefit societies today with about 845,000 members worldwide. Members of this organization are called “Neighbors” and conduct fraternal projects for various communities. Its services include the donation of equipment to police and fire and rescue units as well as the provision of assistance to senior citizens, orphans and disaster victims. Known today as the Modern Woodmen of America, the society uses an axe, beetle and wedge as its primary symbols.
7

Knights of the Golden Eagle

Knights of the Golden EagleThe Knights of the Golden Eagle is a fraternal benefit society founded in Baltimore, Maryland, in 1873. At the peak of membership in 1900, this organization was active in 20 states with approximately 20,000 members. It began to decline about 1943-1944, during World War II. Some historians believed that this fraternal organization had become extinct.
6

Ordo Templi Orientis

Ordo Templi OrientisThe “Ordo Templi Orientis” or the “Order of the Temple of the East” was founded at the beginning of the 20th century as an international fraternal and religious organization dedicated to have the Law of Thelma as its guiding principle. Membership in this organization is like in Freemasonry where an initiatory system followed by a series of secret ritual dramas is among the prerequisites. The purpose of the system it adopts is to strengthen fraternal ties as well as to introduce its spiritual teachings.
5

The Priory of Sion

The Priory of SionThe Priory of Sion is an umbrella society composed of multiple smaller groups that all aim to allow and convince their members to involve themselves in studies and mutual aid. Considered the most controversial secret society to have ever existed in the Christian world, the Priory of Sion is said to have been founded as early as 1099 by a man named Godfrey of Boullion on Mount Zion.
4

Thule Society

Thule SocietyInitially named “The Study Group for Germanic Antiquity,” the Thule Society is a secret organization formed in Munich, Germany principally created to return power to Germany after its defeat in the First World War and the fall of the Treaty of Versailles. Its name was derived from a fictitious northern country from Greek mythology, Thule. Since 1917, people who seek to become members of this secret society have been obliged to undergo a “blood declaration of faith” before being admitted.
3

The Sons of Liberty

The Sons of Liberty The Sons of Liberty was a group consisting of American patriots that originated in the pre-independence North American British colonies. The group was formed to protect the rights of the colonists and to take to the streets against the taxes by the British government. They are best known for undertaking the Boston Tea Party in 1773, which led to the Intolerable Acts (an intense crackdown by the British government), and a counter-mobilization by the Patriots.
2

Rosicrucians

RosicruciansDevoted to the pursuit of esoteric wisdom, the Rosicrucians is a secret organization founded between the 16th and 17th century to spread occult doctrines and occult powers. By the dawn of the 17th century, two books were published to allude to the rituals of Rosicrucians, which generally bring together elements of Egyptian Hermeticism, Gnosticism as well as Jewish Cabalism. It is believed that Isaac Newton was a member of this secret organization.
1

Skull and Bones

Skull and BonesInformally known as “Bones,” Skull and Bones is a secret society that evolved from a group of senior students from Yale University. The senior class of Yale founded the organization in 1832 to show its resistance to the debating societies of the university – Linonia, Brothers in Unity and the Calliopean Society. Much like the Illuminati, this society is sometimes theorized to play a critical role in global conspiracies that aim to dominate the world
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Friday, June 21, 2013

Excerpt from Michael Hastings’ “The Operators” Re: Death Threats | LeakSource

Excerpt from Michael Hastings’ “The Operators” Re: Death Threats

In LEAKSOURCE ORIGINAL NEWS on June 20, 2013 at 11:57 PM
Michael Hastings - The Operators
Michael Hastings ~ The Operators
Chapter 11: Totally Shit-Faced
A man I’ll call C. was sitting against the wall in The Duke’s Bar, a cushy hotel watering hole with dark lighting and oak panels on the ground floor of the Westminster. The younger members of the team—Dave, Khosh, and Casey—were crushed in the booth around him.
C. was a member of the SAS, the most elite British commando unit, and if I used his real name, I could possibly put his life at risk. He was on leave from Afghanistan, and he’d taken the train from London to Paris to hang out with McChrystal’s team. C., in his early thirties, was a veteran of Iraq and Afghanistan. He was flying back to Kabul on Monday.
C., I’m told, is a crazy motherfucker. He liked to drive around Kabul in a Toyota Land Cruiser. He kept a nine-millimeter pistol in the driver’s side door compartment, an MP5 submachine gun resting on the driver’s side seat, a LAW rocket launcher in the backseat, and a machine gun mounted in the trunk.
C. was in the middle of a story: One of his Afghan soldiers had gotten fucked up in a gunfight, badly burned. He needed to get medical help, so he drove the soldier, who was screaming occasionally when not passed out, to a base where Italian doctors were on staff. The Italians refused to treat the patient—he was an Afghan, and they needed some kind of permission first, and it appeared that permission would take hours to get. C. told them to fuck off and tried the next clinic, run by French military doctors. “The fucking frogs told us the same thing,” C. said.
C. was getting really pissed off. His Afghan soldier was getting closer to death. He drove him to another NATO base. The guards phoned up a doctor. C. talked to the doctor—she seemed like a nice lady, he said.Five minutes later, an American man showed up. Where is the doctor? C. asked him. “I’m the doctor,” the man said. “What can I do to help?” He had a really high-pitched voice.
“The guy was a fucking poof,” C. said. “I swear to God I was expecting to see a girl.” The American doctor treated the Afghan soldier and saved his life. “That American was a good fucking guy,” C. recalled.
The team jumped back into a conversation about last night’s drama—McChrystal’s dinner with the French minister. Khosh, the Afghan aide-de-camp, had gotten snubbed. The American military attaché in Paris, a colonel, realized that he didn’t have a seat at the table when McChrystal and his entourage arrived to dine with the minister. Rather than bringing this up to McChrystal or the staff, the American attaché pulled Khosh aside and told him he was taking his seat at the table. He made Khosh wait outside for the entire meal.
This incensed the team.
“Where the fuck was that attaché’s last posting? Hawaii, then Paris? I mean, what the fuck?” said Dave.“It’s fine,” Khosh said diplomatically.
“It’s not fucking fine,” Dave said. The move, Dave explained, went against all fairness. It showed that these guys in Paris didn’t get it—they were completely disconnected from the war. The point of having Khosh at the dinner was to show that the Afghans were in the fight, that they weren’t just worthless shitbags who had to be prodded along by Americans and Europeans. The Afghans were part of the team, too. Khosh’s presence was meant to provide a “good visual” for the French government, as Dave put it, representing the importance of actually getting the people who live in the country you’re fighting in to fight for you. Stealing Khosh’s seat at the last minute undercut the message the team wanted to send.
There was an eagerness to tell McChrystal about it. He’d set the attaché straight.
“That guy is going to get fucking chewed out. I can’t wait to see that happen at the airport. His fucking career is over,” Dave said. Casey agreed.
C. stared at me. He had intense and hungry eyes, like a coyote on the hunt for a puppy. He had heard I was doing a profile of McChrystal. Unprompted, he decided to give me his input on him. The general, he said, was a living legend in the Special Operations community, a giant leap above the office-bound dipshits who usually had four stars on their shoulders. McChrystal had what C. considered to be the most important attribute for a leader: respect from men like himself.
“The fucking lads love Stan McChrystal,” he told me. “You’d be out in Somewhere, Iraq, and someone would take a knee beside you, and a corporal would be like, ‘Who the fuck is that?’ And it’s fucking Stan McChrystal.
”McChrystal and the other top staff officers came into the bar. It was McChrystal’s thirty-third wedding anniversary. What had originally been planned as a dinner for McChrystal and his wife had now ballooned to include part of his senior staff going out for dinner with the two of them. The younger members of the staff would eat separately at another restaurant. They invited me to join them.
We left the hotel and walked a few blocks. We peeled off at an overpriced tourist restaurant and headed up to the second floor. We ate. Wine was served. I didn’t drink.
Midway through the dinner, Dave turned to me.
“Mike, you have to fucking come to Berlin with us, man,” he told me. Berlin was the next stop on the NATO tour.
“Ah, shit, I’d love to, but I can’t. I have to be back in DC. I’m supposed to interview Holbrooke.”
“You can fucking interview him anytime, that’s fucking easy. He loves publicity. Come on. Come to Berlin.” Dave looked to Duncan. “Duncan?”
Duncan smiled.“This is beginning to sound like fucking Almost Famous,” I said. “I’m getting kidnapped.
”The movie, directed by Cameron Crowe, was loosely based on his experience as a Rolling Stone reporter. His assignment was to write a story about a rock band. His one-day story turned into a lengthy road trip on tour with the band. (“Rock stars have kidnapped my son!” his mother cried.) Crowe befriended the band members, then wrote an extremely revealing story. (“Oh, the enemy. A rock writer,” one band member warned in the film.) The band got pissed off about what he’d written, and denied everything that happened. (“I am a golden god.”) At the end of the movie, the lead guitarist had an epiphany. He saw the error of his ways and showed up at the reporter’s doorstep, apologetic, and believing that the truth should ultimately prevail. Credits rolled. I’d enjoyed the movie, but my experience as a reporter had led me to believe that there wasn’t always a happy ending if you wrote about people with brutal honesty.
“You have to fucking come, man,” Dave said.
I didn’t want to stay with them. My editor, Eric Bates, had warned me about falling into the access trap. By becoming so indebted to them for the access they’d given me, I’d lose my objectivity. I’d e-mailed Eric back: If I start getting Stockholm syndrome, I’m sure we can knock it out of me. I could already start to feel the pull. I was starting to like them, and they seemed to like me. They were cool. They had a reckless, who-gives-a-fuck attitude. I was getting inside the bubble—an imaginary barrier that popped up around the inner sanctums of the most powerful institutions to keep reality at bay. I’d seen the bubble in White Houses, on the campaign trail, inside embassies, at the highest levels of large corporations. The bubble had a reality-distorting effect on those inside it, while perversely convincing those within the bubble that their view of reality was the absolute truth. (“Establishment reporters undoubtedly know a lot of things I don’t,” legendary outsider journalist I. F. Stone once observed. “But a lot of what they know isn’t true.”) The bubble compensated for its false impressions by giving bubble dwellers feelings of prestige from their proximity to power. The bubble was incredibly seductive, the ultimate expression of insiderness. If I succumbed to the logic of the bubble, I could lose the desire to write with a critical eye.
After dinner, the gang headed to Kitty O’Shea’s Irish pub, right around the corner from the hotel. Kitty O’Shea’s was a touristy-looking bar, not exactly the hippest spot in Paris.
Drinking began in earnest.
Around ten thirty P.M., I ran into Duncan outside. He hung up his cell phone. The McChrystals, the Flynns, and the rest were on their way over, he told me. They’d finished up the anniversary dinner.
By midnight, the team was totally shit-faced.
Except for me.
“Why aren’t you drinking?” Jake asked me. It was the third time he’d asked me that. Each time, he tried to push a beer on me while I was talking to him and McChrystal.
“I haven’t really drank in ten years,” I said. “Last time I got drunk, I ended up in a county jail with only boxers on, a navy blue blazer, a pair of Nike sneakers, and a restraining order against me. I was in there for, like, four days. My father said: A good scare is worth more than good advice. So I stopped drinking.”
“Shit. That stopped you?” Jake said. “That’s where we started!”
Jake and McChrystal and I laughed. There was a bit of the awkward moment. I had overshared.
Casey broke the silence. He pulled McChrystal aside. He started to drunkenly apologize for fucking up the index cards—he was sorry he didn’t get the right font size.
The team took over half the bar. They locked arms in a big circle and started giving toasts. They toasted to Afghanistan. They toasted to one another. They toasted to Big Stan. They toasted to Rolling Stone. They started singing songs.
“On the cover of the Rolling Stone,” Flynn and his brother Charlie belted out, singing the lyrics to the hit song performed by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show. “On the COOOOVER of the Rolling Stone!”
In honor of Khosh, they started to do an Afghan wedding dance. The Flynns and C. added their Irish heritage to it. The bar quieted as C. started singing an old Irish ballad. I couldn’t make out the words; it just sounded sad. Lost love, ghosts, and famine.
“ERRRRRyyyyyEEEEoooooHHH…” C. howled.
The Flynns made up their own song. The words were unintelligible, but the chorus was clear: “AFGHANISTAN!” they yelled. “AFGHANISTAN!”
I was standing outside the circle.
Dave came up to me. “You’re not going to fuck us, are you?”
I answered what I always answer: “I’m going to write a story; some of the stuff you’ll like, some of the stuff you probably won’t like.”
Jake McFerren
Jake came up to me. “We’ll hunt you down and kill you if we don’t like what you write,” he said. “C. will hunt you down and kill you.”
I looked at Jake. He had what I’d heard people in the military call retired colonel syndrome. A certain inferiority complex and bitterness about not rising to the rank of general.
“Well, I get death threats like that about once a year, so no worries.”
I wasn’t that disturbed by the claim. Whenever I’d been reporting around groups of dudes whose job it was to kill people, one of them would usually mention that they were going to kill me. I went outside to have a cigarette. Duncan joined me.
“How’s things, old chap?”
“Pretty good; this is really cool. By the way, Jake just threatened to kill me.”
Duncan’s face dropped. “What?”
“No, no worries, dude, I took it as a joke, and it’s not the first time.”
“He should not have said that,” Duncan said. “That’s not how to deal with the press.”
“You warned me; you said he was a dick.”
I could tell Duncan was pissed off by the development.
Back inside the bar, the toasts were still going on. McChrystal was standing outside the circle.
“It’s a great group of guys you’ve got. I mean, the team is very impressive,” I said.“
You see, they don’t care about Afghanistan,” he said.
I waited. They don’t care about Afghanistan? I didn’t think that was what he wanted to say, exactly, though it was true. It could be Iraq or Fiji or Canada. The country didn’t matter. The mission mattered.
“No, let me take that back. They care about Afghanistan. It’s each other. That’s what it’s about. All these men,” he told me, “I’d die for them. And they’d die for me.”
Jake staggered up to us.
“This is a dangerous man,” he said, pointing to me. “Watch what you say to him.”
McChrystal took his advice. Our conversation ended.
At two A.M., we exited the bar. Casey took care of the bill—about three hundred euros’ worth of whiskey and beer, he said. Mike Flynn came out the door, still singing what sounded like “Suspicious Minds.” McChrystal tripped over the curb, nearly face-planting in the street. The manager of the bar ran out behind us, telling us to be quiet and not to wake the neighbors. The boozy foot patrol continued down the street, back into the Westminster lobby.
Jake wobbled up the stairs in the lobby, a glass of beer he’d taken from the bar still in his hand. Charlie collapsed in a chair in the lobby, checking his BlackBerry.
“That’s dangerous to do while drunk, sir,” I said to him.
“C. is coming back down,” he said.
“Are you guys still going out?” I asked. He nodded yes.
Casey grabbed my arm and pulled me aside.
“Mike,” he said. “You have to understand. I’d do anything for General McChrystal. We’d do anything for him. You’re privileged to be here.”
I agreed.“
Remember the end of Saving Private Ryan?” Casey asked. “Remember what Tom Hanks said to Matt Damon?”
“Yeah, yeah,” I said.
“What Tom Hanks said to Private Ryan. He saved his life. He said ‘Earn it.’ ” Casey paused. “With your story. Earn it.”
I started to walk back to my hotel. Before falling asleep, I typed up what happened that night, down to the last detail.
The team woke at seven A.M. the next day. McChrystal allegedly got his seven miles of running in. The staff went up the Eiffel Tower. The generals were worried that other tourists in the elevator car could smell the beer on them.
 

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