Kindness of Strangers

Paying it Forward

   Last night at the Alberge I met a few wonderful people- an Evangelical Scottish protestant woman formerly an English teacher in a school in a Barcelona suburb, who interrogated me for two hours on why I am catholic which had me trying to explain how "this is my body" actually means "this is my body" and "do this in remembrance of me" doesn't negate "this is my body." Like, my actual real (maybe heavenly stem cells) heavenly body. Its all a mystery that one takes on faith but science cannot contradict it.  She took that passage in scripture that says basically take nothing with you...and has been singing busking for her lodging money. I felt compelled to give her any toiletries I had two of. You would have thought I just gave her a diamond when I handed her new deodorant she was so elated she couldn't stop thanking Jesus saying she was praying for that. Then she recounted everything God gave her on the journey which included her hiking boots and sun hat. When she runs out of busking money she sleeps outside which explains her bug bitten arms. One time she had to do it in the rain. Remarkably she is the most cheerful joyful person full of spiritually uplifting songs. She said God is working on her so he can use her in his homeless ministry in Barcelona where there is a massive homeless problem. The sleeping outside bit is building empathy she said. "I use to be such a Princess."
    Today she introduced me to a Mexican couple, one walking slowly with a bright red umbrella to protect from the heat and her husband who is expert at foraging. He climbed a fig tree by the roadside and extricated a few figs and gave us some. He found a tree that had cherry sized plums and filled a plastic bag full of them. My legal mind was going "doesn't someone own that tree?" I thought it would be a great idea for all cities to have fruit trees for foragers, but there is that rat problem in cities. He assured me that it was there for the public to eat if they needed. He climbed deep and high into the tree to get tons of fruit. I didn't want to eat any of those because it clearly looked like it was possibly someone's tree on private property. I would at least want to know if someone was planning on harvesting it for jam or something.
       I took it easy today because I am walking on a swollen (maybe sprained) ankle. I found the "donation" hostel in town which doesn't charge you but has a donation box. That is an amazing beautiful thing. Where is DC's? Thank you Jesus.
     If you are reading this please pray for me to get back into my ten mile a day gallop and that my ankle heals overnight. I am shivering crisp with sunburn.
     My tip of the day is if you get to Barcelona first go to the beach where you will see tons of southeast asian guys selling indian fabrics for beach blankets. Get one for the Camino. It comes in really handy and packs light. Sometimes the pilgrim places don't have bed top sheets.
   Found a Mass in this village at 7:00 pm. I hope I can find the church.

Happy Camino Trails

Except for that part where I almost died today.

No, really.

There are thousand year old cobblestone pathways on the Camino. They are jagged and irregular. Some are loose. I was walking down a steep cobblestone pathway that had a cliff on one side lined by rasberry bramble bushes full of thorns. One mis-step without a walking stick to balance lost my balance and with the weight of my backpack threw me headfirst into the bramble bushes where my weight with backpack sent me plummeting deep down the hill head first into bramble thorns.  There I was suspended over a cliff with nothing but latticed bramble bushes  to stop me from careening head first down a cliff. Absolutely the most terrifying moment of my life to date.

 Three people whose acquaintance I casually met earlier helped get me out - and it took about a half hour to figure how and get me out. One woman (a school teacher from the bronx) and a retired cop now living in Alaska and his son who just graduated from high school managed to, with a hiking pole get me turned around and up the hill. He kept saying we should call 211, but it would take a day for them to get there on a horse down the cobblestones. I was covered in bleeding scratches from head to legs. Then the retired school teacher helped me wash all the blood off my arms, legs and face applying neosporin antibacterial ointment from her handy first aid kit. When she got to my face dripping blood from my hairline (the brambles pulled my hair to shreds) she looked in my eyes and said softly "now you know a tiny bit how Jesus felt." Wow.  How many people do I get out of purgatory for offering that up? How does that work?

   Shaken I still had to walk to the next town for another hour and a half to get to the Auberge where I showered sweat and residual blood off.

  "Everything happens for a reason" the friend of one of the rescuers said to me. If only I knew what.

I walked a total of 20 kilometers today- about 12 miles. (Five kilometers is three miles).
I walked from 7:30 am till 12:30 when I had lunch for about a forty five minutes with another pilgrim from Sweden, then for another 3 hours where I had the tumble-and another hour and a half on an ankle which must have been sprained somewhere on the cobblestones because it is now the size of a golf ball.

I am still processing what this all means- to pass along dos and don'ts- always have a balance walking stick or pole, don't get dehydrated into weakness, take cobblestones gingerly, and stay away from the cliff sides. Aside from that- its good to make friends along the path of life- you would be dead without them. No one can save themselves alone.

Dios Bendiga Cade Rincon de Esta Casa-Camino Life Lessons

God Bless Every Corner of this House.

    That was above the door of my Auberge today. I prefer Auberge to "hostel" because they are much nicer. This one is a B and B and serves breakfast. It has Spanish flair in the tile work and stone flooring with massive antique chandeliers in the hall. A man from Venezuela greeted me with a glass of water and olives.

   Today's walk was beautiful and brutal. I put on slightly wet clothes from the night before's hand washing, knowing the heat would dry them and I would be less sweltering. By 10:30 am the sun is full force. I walked for about 8 hours which is pretty good for the first real full day.

    I passed tall periwinkle summer wildflowers in a beautiful meadow, and bushes that looked like thistle bushes as tall as I am. I was reminded of my grandparents Indian Lake house that had periwinkle wildflowers all around in Pennsylvania. This is  just south of France. Imagine a thistle that grows as tall as you are.  I passed postcard picture perfect sunflower fields where 7 foot tall sunflowers were baking and smiling at the pilgrims. Now I know why people come in July. Everything is at its unharvested peak glory. I passed long unharvested wheat fields.  I had only seen photos of the sort of full wheat before (or a few stalks in vases in churches) so I had to grab a head of a stalk and study it. "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never hunger. " Imagining apostles eating wheat on their travels I pinched some kernels from their hulls and ate them.

     There was a long steep incline hill to a spectacular vista. At points during the long hike uphill carrying my backpack in the heat I thought I would not make it. "He who turns back is not worthy of the kingdom" came to me. A Japanese young man offered to fill my water bottle with his larger thermos. I was so grateful. When we got to the top of the hill there was a truck where one could by fruit so I bought an orange we split. I also met an American man named John and his 15 year old daughter Jesse who was teaching her life lessons on the trip like-just when you think you can't make it and are about to cave in, a ray of sunlight, refreshing winds and level ground greets you. This was true today as I started teetering from the heat I hit a patch where the wind was blowing over a tiny stream. Thank you Holy Spirit for the wind.

    While the uphill climb was exhausting, the downhill to the next village was brutal. It was a steep slope covered in large rocks. I don't mean pebbles. I mean fist sized rocks such that it was an obstacle course dodging rocks in how not to turn out your ankle. With a heavy back pack pushing you forward down a hill where you are dodging the larger rocks to steady footing on rocks that are moving beneath your feet it was slightly terrifying. I had to take several breaks and moved very slowly. The people who were doing the best had walking sticks which for that part was mandatory. I wish I knew. When I saw the serious hikers with two walking sticks I thought that was a little extreme. Show off. Now I know how essential it is in going down a very perilous steep slope with rocks. When I saw that hill i thought-you have to be kidding me-this would not be allowed to even exist in America because its a lawsuit waiting to happen. Someone is bound to fall or sprain their ankle. I landed hard the wrong way on mine but thank you Jesus this didn't seem to do much damage because I could walk it out without any pain.

So lesson No. 1 of the day-if you are bringing a group to the Camino, especially with older people, walking sticks are mandatory. The kind that look like ski poles at sporting goods stores with rubber tips work the best to grip the ground. Professional hikers know what they are doing. In fact if I were taking a group I would insist people have to have them (I want to say as a basic liability precaution because I am a lawyer and think like that.)

I passed a beautiful roadside church where I prayed for people on my list. There was a massive carved painted wooden altar piece with an image of Christ on the Cross in this chapel that was unbelievably beautiful. I also passed a statue of the Madonna and a large iron cross with the Camino shell emblem in the center along the route. I suppose that is supposed to evoke an image that we share in the suffering of Christ. Not sure how that works when your suffering is self inflicted!

I can basically read Spanish with a dictionary and am picking up vocabulary here and there. It should be a mandatory class in American elementary schools because 20 percent of the country is Spanish speaking and the larger Spanish speaking world is vast and beautiful.

Every Spanish person I met has been without exception extremely gracious and hospitable. I have been called "bonita" more times than I can count- I have been offered water and a place to rest and pray. People on the Camino look for opportunities to share and bless people. I was delighted to give an extra phone charger to a Norwegian young woman who lost hers.

 Faith in humanity restored.  I am reminded of the jingle that I learned on a mission in the Dominican Republic with Presbyterian Missionaries "Mi Dios est muy grande, muy fuerte et podoroso, no hay nada que no puedo hacer"(My God is very big, very strong and powerful and there is not anything he cannot do." Amen.

So I am going to be bold in my prayers. God please give me an advance on a book deal  for my birthday:-)




   



 

Pilgrims Pratice Tips.

    Barcelona is the heart and soul of Iberia. Its a vibrant, multicultural, blend of past and modernity with deep religious references. Its now one of my and Ernest Hemmingway's favorite cities. The three must see Cathedrals in the City are the Sagrada Familia (thank you Captain Obvious), the city's main Cathedral and the Saint Maria del Mar- Saint Mary by the Sea (the Med.)  I posted some photos on Facebook. Pilgrimmage electronics/loading/bandwith are a bit challenging so more photos are going to appear on Facebook than on here. I hope to put them all in a book one day.

   If visiting Montserrat I highly recommend staying in a small town (sort of a suburban enclave) in between Montserrat and Barcelona center city called Sabadell. Its the Bethesda of Barcelona only not as many restaurants (kind of industrial) (There are train stops for Sabadell Sud, Centre and Nord)- and an ApartHotel Terassa in the Nord part  (french style studio apartments in a hotel complex). I booked this cheapie one on Hotwire and found three beds in the room (two King size, one twin) so for the ridiculous price of $57 a night including hotel tax I could have put a family or half a boy scout troop or 3 seminarians in this ApartHotel. (for under $15. a piece a night). This Aparthotel is on the same train line of Monastorio Montserrat from where one gets the funicular incline up the hill to the famous Benedictine Monastery which has the Black Madonna that inspired the conversion of Saint Ignatius of Loyola. (Replica in the church of St. Ignatius of Loyola in NYC). One of the most brilliant modern of statues of Ignatius of Loyola is in the church of Santa Maria del Mar.

   Barcelona attracts people from everywhere and there is an element. Something I bought which was hanging in a plastic bag from my purse had a mysterious slash in the bottom with the contents missing and It happened without my noticing. One is told there is a serious pickpocket element there.
In future I won't carry anything in a plastic bag around town. Too easy.

   The midnight bus to Pamplona is 28 Euros. There is only one bus daily and its the overnight bus that leaves at 10:30 pm and takes 6 hours.  Pamplona is a Spanish starting point for the French Camino route.  Lucky me, my timing was such that I landed on day 2 of the famous Fete of San Fermin aka the Running with the Bulls where a city of 200,000 people host over a million people coming to partake of the festival. Note to file, read Hemingway's "The Sun Also Rises." The bus arrived at the main station in Pamplona which was lined with people in the mandatory white pants and shirt and a splash of red (for the martyr San Fermin) in a scarf tied about the neck. Wandering outside the town were teeming youth awake tottering from the night of revelry with what can only be described as catholic boys gone wild-because every sort of debauched revelry could be seen en plein air. People were making out, dancing in the streets with bottle in hand singing loudly in a manner that would put a British soccer match to shame. From about daybreak to 8:00 when the bulls run into the stadium as people watch from every balcony en route to be poked and slashed after goring a few people who dare think they can outrun them, who have to be carted out in Ambulances (two Americans died from Bull goring the day before which makes an interesting death certificate-death by Bull goring), city street cleaners have the herculean task of getting rid of piles of plastic debris, broken bottles in hosed down rivers of piss and vomit. I saw no less than five people pissing against buildings and statuary walking around. This would never happen in America. This happens every night and morning for a week in Pamplona. They start drinking beer and hard liquor at 8:00 am and don't let up.

   I don't recommend arriving in Pamplona during this Festival (while it makes interesting street fair market window shopping) if your goal is the Camino because the usual places to get Pilgrim Passports for the Camino de Santiago de Compostello are all closed for the week.  It took forever to figure out how to get the passport credentials, which one needs to get into the cheapie hostels along the way. After asking clueless shopkeepers I found an information tourist center who gave vague if not useless directions. I went to the only place where they could be issued: the actual House of the Archbishop next to the main Cathedral in town. This gave me an opportunity to catch a Mass at the Cathedral which had the most divine singing by priests and monks who treat the Festival of San Fermin as a religious fete. It started out that way. Mandatory incensing of the statute of San Fermin mid Mass said-this guy was important leading me to wonder:

   Who is San Fermin? This drove me to the googler and wikipedia (Trump's favorite legal authority). And I learned that  he was a convert who became a priest and Bishop. He was martyred in Amiens France (where the current French President is from.) I have a new friend in heaven. That's why everyone is wearing a red scarf (red for martyrdom not for bull taunting). Why Bulls? Apparently his mentor, a close friend was also martyred by tying his feet together to a bull who dragged him to his death. Its been Saint Fermin's vengeance on the species ever since. Thus the sport of taunting and killing Bulls in the name of Saint Fermin. Anti-Bull racism running rampant, you could say. The blood of the martyrs is the unlimited cerveza of the church-or something.

   After no sleeping on a bus all night, walking around wooden bull barriers to make it to Mass and walking about ten miles past the University of Navarro down beautiful grassy tree lined countryside  I landed at an Auberge with wifi (hence I can make this post).  I was at that point near heat stricken with the weight of my backpack crushing bones In my feet I feared. I am clearly not in shape for this adventure. My deeply sedentary legal job did not prepare me for this. There are serious athletic hikers here. One should seriously train. I make no excuse for being almost 57 (birthday on July 24-the vigil of the Feast of Saint James in Compostello-hence the call of the wild). There are older people here. You can do the entire Camino from Pamplona on a bike in about 15 days. Walking it takes a month.

   I don't recommend going in July (I have a break in contract projects so the timing worked for me but in future would turn it down in July) because of the oppressive heat/humidity and because everything is four times as expensive during the July-August period. A hostel normally 3 Euros is 12. If you walk for a month it ads up to the price of an studio apartment in DC just for lodging. Then there is food because its hard to keep up the stamina without eating, and emergency transport should you actually drop of heat stroke on the "way." I am doing a lot of "offering up" and hope I am getting hordes out of purgatory but somehow think this self inflicted penance isn't helping.

   This is an enormous exercise in trusting God for guidance and miracles. He hasn't let me down yet while there have been some brief very scary heart palpitating moments. My bad pidgeon Spanish is enough to get me the basics but its woefully deficient for an actual conversation.  One of my goals is to get the proper training to be able to speak fluently.  My excuse is that catholic charities has already trained me as an asylum attorney and I should be able to speak real spanish for the Central American clients.
I find more French, Irish, Italians, Polish and Americans at the Auberge. Also, Spanish speakers want to impress you with their English.  God, are you sure you wouldn't just prefer I take a class?


 

 

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Prayer, Penance, Pilgrims

and Pizza.

   I started out my journey on WOW air with a ridiculously expensive mid air Margherita Pizza and instantly regretted it.

   If you follow this blog I am going to give you tips on navigating Spain particularly if you are interested in going on the pilgrimage walk of the Camino de Santiago de Compostello.  I am going the cheapest way possible and will provide tips on economy travel.

  Then I landed in Barcelona and its now my happy place. A two day metro ticket is the best way to have unlimited metro travel around the city. The metro is convenient, more modern and clean than New York's system.

The Sagrada Familia is amazing.
Note to file- book tickets on line in advance of going-they sold out for the day by 2:00 pm to get inside and for security reasons you need to get a ticket and cannot just walk in. The main Cathedral in Barcelona you can pay at the door without any problem-a 7 Euro ticket to gets you in (might be different if a Mass is going on) but it is well worth it because it is absolutely magnificent- with unbelievable art in the chapels. Stunningly beautiful. The choir stalls with all the family shields is magnificent. The cloister walk surrounds a pond with many swimming swans. Yes, live swans. So beautiful. A must see. The Cathedral is in the old part of town with narrow shop lined streets. There is a main tourist information center near it.

  I am off to the Camino de Santiago de Compostello. I get started in Pamplona soon where I am told I get a passport that gets stamped along the way. Please pray I don't get run over by any Bulls- it is the Feast of St. Fermin (note to file-google who the St. Fermin is an what the heck he has to do with being run over by the bulls used in the bull fighting) where the healthy men of the town run with bulls and get periodically trampled and gored. Somehow I think Saint Fermin is spinning in his grave.

   For those who don't know Saint James is allegedly buried headless in a tomb in the town Basillica of Compostello. Where is his head I wonder? There are probably three of them in Rome. I once ran into a local from Compostello who said actually he probably isn't in there but its a good enough ruse to get tourist traffic from conned pilgrims. I was undeterred by the skeptic. Its a Faith Journey.

   I am going to try to keep my sense of humor while sweating it out and bunking with hundreds of other pilgrims in open hostels, washing clothes on a rock like a cave woman and eating herbs along the way. If I can grab mass at local churches I will be insanely happy.

Please pray for me- if you email or facebook comment me I will pray for your needs as well.

Pictures to follow when internet connections permit. I may also be posting some on facebook. I am keeping a journal so i can share more details later.


   

 

The Fierce Urgency of Yesterday: Mental Health Parity - Patrick Kennedy, Former U.S. Congressman

Patrick Kennedy,  Newt Gingrich and Van Jones spoke today at AEI on the Mental Health Parity Act on the need to create a paradigm shift in thinking of addiction issues as mental health brain injury issues- which have to be paid for treating just like any other chronic illness. Illnesses of the brain are no different than any other bodily injury.  They are biomedical in nature and deserve non judgmental treatment options. Addictions can be treated medically.  There are drugs that can wean people off addictive drugs. They argued for a 13 step process- all the12 step spiritual work isn't to be discounted but for some it isn't enough-they need the 13th step of medical correction to reconfigure the neuroplastic brain from the injury.

We wait till there is a crisis before you trigger insurance reimbursement mechanisms typically but the law now says you have to have treatment paid for by the insurance companies before crisis- at the stage where it is manifesting at all. You don't wait until someone needs their legs amputated before treating diabetes, you should not have to wait to get reimbursement for brain injury addictions before someone ODs or is getting the drug to bring them back from a near death overdose experience.

    The cost of not treating mental illness is so high to society in terms of jails, ERs, and homeless care which should be better allocated to getting the care that people need before jail, the ER or they are on the street. This is a seriously huge issue that affects Veterans particularly as they struggle witih all the PTSD related mental health challenges of addictions, suicides, homelessness, joblessness, etc. We would be spending much more wisely on treatment before crisis hits.  It would cost society much less.



     The strangest bedfellows today at AEI- the American Enterprise Institute, Gingrich, Jones and Kennedy all agreed that you should not look at health care of the body with the brain siloed. Gingrich particularly noted that we didn't know enough about how the brain worked until relatively recently because you could not study a live brain without current technologies- medicine only studied from dead people's brains. Now we know so much more and there are drug treatments that can get people off addictive drugs that should be covered better than the old standard two week rehab stint.



    The debate over whether addiction is a moral character flaw as opposed to a pure biochemical event is one that will continue, argued Kennedy. People will continue to look at someone as a character failure if they keep ODing time and time again.   But we need to enforce laws that now are on the books in which it is clear that brain injuries attendant to addictions have to be given the same insurance coverage as any bodily disease or injury.



    This event was a model in cordiality where both sides of a contentious political divide are trying to come together to create solutions that will help people where they live because they are dying at such a rate that Patrick Kennedy was passionately arguing about people's need to get off the dime and do something about this.  Its the No. 1 political issue in New Hampshire because people are dying at a catastrophic rate.   Hats off to all of them. What are the next steps and how can we all help?   I guarantee that if you are reading this you know someone who knows someone whose life has been dramatically affected by someone they love with an addiction.

Hacking Democracy - The Hack

New Breaking News Julian ASSANGE speech at the Ecuadorian Embassy !

New Breaking News Julian ASSANGE speech at the Ecuadorian Embassy !

New Breaking News Julian ASSANGE speech at the Ecuadorian Embassy !

New Breaking News Julian ASSANGE speech at the Ecuadorian Embassy !

Who invited you in

To police a No Fly Zone?

   One of the scariest things about the third debate was not Trumps coif which looked surprisingly natural.
It was Hillarys insistence on her wanting to police a No Fly Zone in Syria.
First, should we remind you- that's not your country and not your business.
We are engaged in a proxy war provoking Russians in a place we have absolutely no business.
Oh wait-apparently we do- because Assad vetoed the oil/gas pipeline that we want to have business running, and so we think that America now has a God given right to push around whatever Middle Eastern dictator gets in the way of our oil and gashole industrial colonizers.

As Denis someone who last ran the State of Ohio has pointed out on Faceback and elsewhere, America policing a no fly zone in Syria is the surest way to WWIII one could engineer. As if the Russians are not ticked off enough already moving their entire air craft carrier fleet into the English Channel as we speak. Scared yet ?? You should be. Because the White Pants Suit looks less like the Jeddi Warrier wardrobe than the scam artistry of Bennie Hinn who promises America it will be healed if it only allows Saudis to keep paying hundreds of millions into my family fund by midnight. That and a prayer cloth thank you will get you into heaven. She promises.

Cheater-In-Chief and the great Rig of 2016.

Press Intimidation and the demise of the Rule of Law

     This election has proved to be one of the filthiest in modern memory and I am not just talking about Bill Clinton's sordid past and reported present which involves everything from underaged sex, assault, and rape as well as the documented oral office sex and sexual harassment he paid off over 800,000 to make go away.  The election is filthy in its violation of election laws, rules and overt rigging that likes of which we only previously imagined could happen which now apparently is textbook.

   The DNC has been caught openly rigging it against Bernie who inexplicably found himself against his word bought off prior to the convention ending his so called 'revolution' in a sputter of sychophantic hyperbole against the Trump monster who ate Manhattan. The DNC is documented now providing debate questions through Donna Brazille to Hillary, they have been documented paying thug mercenary agitators to play "bird-dogging" games against Trump supporters to incite violence that Hillary could false flag blame on Trump, and they have apparently registered over 18 million phantom people, some of whom are dead Republicans.

  These people are cheaters and liars on a scale that would make the Mob look like a Sunday school class.

Press intimidation with the entire NY Press corp licking the corrective shoes of Hillary with such meanness that they overlook things like the long list of dead people associated with her, including a former lover lawyer she dragged to DC, a DNC worker, numerous Clinton body guards reportedly ferrying his whores to and from him, and other witnesses under supboena. Anyone remember former Commerce Secretary Ron Brown and a mysterious bullet hole to his head in a downed plane crash?

   The lying cheating history of the moral reprobate running as God's gift to women is so crafted in the art of (finger scratch to the upper lip queue the question) cheating it would be out of character for her not to rig the election.

That is why it behooves Trump to now get busy hiring the best brightest election protection election fraud litigators in the country to litigate every single act and violation of election law post election, and gather affidavits of people observing any vote tallying switching on electronic voting machinery.

He needs to pay them real lawyer money and he needs to get a law firm sized staff together now.

We have seen the Clintons prove themselves the greatest threat to the Rule of Law in America since its founding wherein the rich get off with pretty much anything and the poor schlubs with only a few stars on their lapels  go to the brig for national security breaches and lying to Congress. We have seen an Attorney General shaking in her boots after an impromptu meeting with the husband of someone under FBI investigation that caused the entire thing to fold and be quashed in a whimper. We have seen a "charity" take bribe money in violation of every anti-bribery federal statute while the Secretary of State auctioned off State Foreign policy to anyone with a few mil who paid her cold cash into her family fund. We have seen a Secretary of State sell arms in the billions to Saudis knowing they are mere intermediaries who turn around and give it to Hezbollah attacking Israel and ISIS attacking Assad because Assad got in the way of oil and gas interests in vetoing a pipeline. Do you wonder why all the senior Bushs are backing this democrat? Look no further than the oil and gas interests they are trying to profit by knocking off Asad even when it causes her to back and arm a group of people committing genocide against Christians in the worst most hideously gruesome human rights violations that ever existed bar none. If Hillary were such a feminist you would think she would care more about Yazidi and Christian women being raped, and children fed to their mothers in a rice pilaf.

The Foreign policy of this administration engineered by Hillary at the outset has been inept, confused, and protecting oil and gas profit interests disguised as humanitarian efforts in a sham deception run on public opinion to mobilize support. The Libya invasion was to protect against a central African currency under which their oil would be traded, not in US dollars and to protect french interests in a water desalination monopoly, with express CIA backed gun running out the back door of the Benghazi consulate which cost an Ambassador his life while she shamefully sat on over 600 requests for security.

Syria proxy wars are all about oil and gas pipelines wth the added benefit of throwing the Israeli border threats into perpetual internal war chaos to weaken their threat against Israel. This all of course has the effect of Russians, who with Iran backing Assad  making nuclear noises at our door (and literally in the English Channel mobilizing their fleet.) Hillary's inept irresponsible flatly stupid approach to the Middle East has caused the most serious tensions with Russia since the Cold War.

And because everyone pretty much more or less knows it, she has to rig it to win it- and that is exactly what they are planning on doing by hook and by crook.  And do you know who lets them get off that hook and a free pass with pile on after pile on of abusive verbal attacks against anyone who figured their game out? The Not Very Free Press.

Bill Clinton's Former Girlfriend Breaks Her Silence

Rigging the Election - Video I: Clinton Campaign and DNC Incite Violence...

Mother Teresa @ National Prayer Breakfast

hillary clinton email scandal exposed - THE COMPLETE STORY | 2016 - HD

hillary clinton email scandal exposed - THE COMPLETE STORY | 2016 - HD

hillary clinton email scandal exposed - THE COMPLETE STORY | 2016 - HD

hillary clinton email scandal exposed - THE COMPLETE STORY | 2016 - HD