US Military Budget – Crushing the Life Out of the USA

What’s the thing with the USA’s need to be the policeman to the world. We think we’re some shining example to the world of the joys of capitalism.  The US has no real capitalism.  The FED runs the economy and the government pays to keep Unions in place.  I’ve got nothing against Unions, I just think the government shouldn’t be spending any money on them.  The role as the world’s policemen keeps our military budget high – nothing else.  The US is cutting social programs to grow the military.  Why, exactly?  I have been in on enough Army Intelligence discussions to know the Military budget has to be high enough that the Satanic churches that operate within the military have enough money to steal equipment, weapons and drugs, without being noticed.  That’s a verifiable fact.  Watch the movie, “The Green Zone,” with Matt Damon for one part the true story.  (Hi Matt)  Everyone keeps telling Matt’s character that he picked the wrong team.  There really are two teams in the US military; and Team Evil is currently winning and has been since the time 9/11 was being planned.  Dick wanted to make sure Halliburton had the clean-up/ rebuilding rights after the war in Afghanistan.   He got them, probably, a year before the war started.  My memories are surfacing and I think we may have trashed Afghanistan just so Halliburton could make money.

  A US soldier was killed very recently and the US was told the Taliban took credit. I doubt it was them because I know what happened for years in Northern Ireland, one group would take credit and then the other side would retaliate.  This happened until I had them agree to call each other before retaliating.  It turned out Satanic churches were the culprits behind the unprovoked attacks.  Double checking before retaliating made all the difference – it caused peace to break out.  Israel and Palestine should try it, they’ll be surprised to find out where attacks are coming from. The US is stirring the pot in other trouble spots.

I told Don Jowlexander, the Army Intelligence character in my book, Babble On and Dick and Bush while we were planning project Iraqi Freedom, AKA the 9/11 attacks, the US better make sure we had a never-ending war, because once war was over, all war would be over, and there would be no war anywhere.  I actually didn’t realize they were planning to start the war and I wasn’t seriously saying we should have a never-ending war, I was predicting peace.  I was telling them about the way a country without a military, long range missiles or even jet planes could attack the US.  I said they could hijack jets and crash them into populated targets.  As these memories surface I remember planning that went on, without my input, about how they could accomplish this. They thought I was passed out, I may have been given the drug that causes comas, but memories are surfacing about those times, too. Don Jowlexander knew of some potential terrorists living in the US who might be motivated into hijacking airliners and flying them into populated targets.  They talked about staying at war once they got us into war.   That’s what they’re doing now, they’re making sure there will be another war somewhere in the region so we can just pop on over with our troops and weapons.  I know it because I helped plan this whole thing.  Me and my big mouth.  Just because I was being tortured and drugged. I think I could have done a better job of shutting up.  They enjoyed torturing me to death and then reviving me and then torturing me again.  It was a trap I couldn’t escape.  I would have died eventually, I think, but ghastly, hideous pain and lack of sleep, water, and drugs like sodium pentothal made me talk, even when I didn’t want to.  I was too trusting.  In the movie “Green Zone,” my character was Magellan.

At any rate, the US is no shining example of anything, anymore.  All our statistics are equal to  third-world countries.  Our science and math scores, our education system, our birth-death rate, our health-care system, our universal health care (or lack there-of), our tax structure, our quality of life, our ratio of poor-to-wealthy, our rate of inflation – all compare to third world countries.  The military gobbles up 60% of our taxes and education 6%; and social services 7%. What’s up Baracko?  Quit policing the world and cut the military budget!!

The country is on the edge of bankruptcy and yet we spend more and more on the military.  We have no one overseeing how that money is spent.  How much does the US spend each year on torture drugs?  US Military torture drugs were used on me monthly for forty years.  Every time they came up with a new one, I was the guinea pig.  I wasn’t the only torture victim, and the Satanic cult that owned me is far from the only torture cult in the country.

Three hundred people in the NJ cult had US Army issued night vision goggles.  Those things aren’t cheap.  The cult uses all kinds of spy equipment to spy on me, my daughters and a hundred other people in the cult.  Sophisticated spy cameras cost thousands of dollars each.  There were probably 20 posted in and around my blue house in NJ.  They spy on each other all the time because no one trusts anyone.  For Satanic churches world-wide to be able to steal millions of dollars of equipment, torture drugs, weapons, including chemical and atomic weapons each year and go unnoticed, the military budget has to be so monstrous, no one will miss that kind of equipment.  Satanic churches also own military weapons, up the wazoo.  Not to mention the weak-ones of Ms. Disruption mentioned in my previous posts.  That’s the topic of the movie “The Green Zone.”  The Satanic faction of the Military depletes probably 40% of the funds – and no one questions. 

The US Military is NEVER inventoried or audited.  Those massive military warehouses need monitoring and perhaps the US should start putting a lot of the stuff up for sale on Craig’s List.

I was told,  we used to rely on “The Cold War” to keep our military budget high.  There was no foresight when we let that finally go.  The US citizens were ready to let the military budget go, too.  Wouldn’t that have been great?

The US Politicians and Military also, never expected the Nuclear Test Ban Treaty to work.  They didn’t have my confidence in the world’s ability to work together.  There’s an enormous amount of mistrust among Satanists.  Satanic churches were wrong, other countries did trust the US.   The US Politicians and Military thought the  Nuclear Test Ban Treaty would add to our military budget, but that didn’t happen.

 I credit  the whole world, for adhering to the  Nuclear Test Ban Treaty because without that, the US would have increased its military budget, which was the original plan.  The world now stands ready to accept peace, and the way to get there has been mapped out and will be as easy as falling off a log.  Satanists have made everything difficult for themselves.  The Satanic factions of the US government and military made up the idea of the Nuclear Test Ban Treaty to increase the US Military budget, thinking no country would actually adhere to the treaty and then the US would be able to strike back, and since we had nuclear capability, we’d win; over and over again.  I said it sounded like the Domino Theory in reverse.  We’d be the conquerors of all those countries.  How stupid.  Satanists don’t trust anyone and therefore don’t expect anyone to stick to their word.  It’s a terrible, wasteful way to live your life.

Trust is a basic ingredient of happiness.  I trusted too much.  I was an automaton.  I have begun to believe the same thing may have happened to Barack  Obama. He used to be a righteous dude.  Too good for politics, I thought.  So what’s up with Barack? Where did that guy who wrote those books go?  He’s either being controlled: or isn’t as smart as I thought he was, and he’s taking terrible advice.  He’ll be the last one to say ‘yes’ to either.  You don’t know it when it’s happening to you.

Mr. Obama, Please don’t shoot down North Korea’s missiles unless they’re aimed  at us or one of our allies.

The evil empire has won.  It rules the US and many, many of the world’s countries.  It’s main weapons are fear, anger, vengeance and hate.

We can’t defeat evil if we see no evil.

Think peace!

About Grace Gardener

THE NSA AND THE MOOCS WON'T LET ANYONE GET THROUGH TO ME. THEY MAY EVEN HURT YOU IF YOU TRY. See the pages in the tabs of this blog, Grace Gardener, and, A Little About Lynn Mickelsen. If you know me and I don't get back to you, then the email was intercepted. Never talk to anyone claiming to be me without asking questions to be sure. All site posts beginning 4/1/16 will be on I’m not doing this for attention. I have 107 broken bones, zero disks in my back, and I’m exhausted. I need to get through to the people who knew me for credibility: but the NSA blocks my every move. I have to have the same acknowledgement and respect for my judgement I had while I was a ghost director in Hollywood and when I was CEO of the Rand Corp. Rand has been able to keep my work anonymous and credited to other people so they can collect my pay and residuals. They figured as long as they’re erasing my memory, and taking credit for my inventions, music, acting and directing; they may as well keep the money I earned. Also, the money would be proof that I did the work, so they’ve kept me poor all of my life. The reason the conspirators made plans in front of me was because they were assured I would “Never Remember” them, their visit and the things they planned. They talked in a kind of code that I have since figured out. I would have turned them in after the meeting had I been allowed to remember. I have to operate the way I do to keep away from my captors. GRR taught me most of the tactics I use. (Now he won’t help because his memory of me is implanted.) I know it angers some corrupt NSA Officers, but it’s a fact that I was a prisoner and slave at the Rand Corporation, and the NSA helped and still helps to keep me that way. I have to make evasive maneuvers to keep me, my daughters, this country and the world safe. Meanwhile I have no where to turn. I still feel like a candle in the wind. My name was Lynn Mickelsen while I was a prisoner in a blue house and slave of a “club” based in northern New Jersey. If you know me PLEASE DON'T TRY TO CONTACT ME THROUGH THE RAND CORPORATION OR ANY OF MY FORMER EMPLOYERS OR ANY CONTACT FROM MORE THAN 9 YEARS AGO. People who tried doing this are being killed. Some people know the cult know it with a name similar to The Builder Berg Society or the Skull and Dagger Society. There's a HUGE bounty on my head that the cult I escaped from has no intention of paying. The plan is to have me killed and then to kill the person trying to collect the bounty. I thought up the plan and the amount because I thought it was going to be the plot in a movie. I told the people who wanted the plan, "This is one movie no one will want to see." In short, anyone who kills me will be killed within 24 hours and will never see a dime. Now I'm RVing but I’m still a prisoner in that I can't get in touch with anyone, and no one can get in touch with me, except in person. I found out about the other life I’d been living during a grueling five-hour conversation I detail in my Book, ‘the Conversation’ The reason I knew nothing about my own life was because I suffered selective amnesia - induced by the cult that owned me - with drugs, torture and electricity. 'The Conversation' is available in paperback at The ebook is free. I worked nights and weekends naming products, bands and internet services, or anything else the "club" wanted me to do. I would wake up in the morning and remember nothing about the work and meetings, and I never received ANY money. I could only remember my 9 - 5 job at a bank. I’ve written the eBook, ‘Garden of the Light,’ as a lighter, inspirational compliment to the eBooks – ‘the Conversation,’ and, 'the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen’ which are intended to shed new, totally different light on the current world situation and change the world for the better. Apocalypse is a Greek word meaning, ‘the Revealing of Ancient Knowledge.’ I consider the book, ‘the Conversation,’ as Apocalypse because it reveals the ancient knowledge. We'll have World Peace once we abolish child abuse. My view of Apocalypse has no battle, no war, no army. I believe the knowledge in ‘the Conversation’ is enough to save the world. The blog lists just some of the accomplishments I achieved as a slave, to let everyone I've helped over the past sixty years, who I am. I will finally claim my life! If you’re a George Lucas fan you may remember some of these strange stories that involve him. I met George on the set of American Graffiti; we got engaged when the movie wrapped. I was taken away and George was told I was dead. Five years later I was hired to figure out how to make Luke Skywalker’s farm vehicle fly. The people who handled me (owned me) forgot that I had worked for this director once before on American Graffiti and they told him I was dead. I arrived and solved Lucas’s problem for him and he tearfully remembered me and told me what had happened five years before. I stayed on the set of Star Wars long enough to name the Star Wars characters and solve another animatronics problem with Chewy’s costume. I was told it was time to leave and started to follow my jailers the way I had been programmed to, when George asked, “When will I see you again?” I began to say, “Oh, you’ll see me again,” but I realized I wasn’t certain of that because once before, when we got engaged, I never saw him again. So I turned around and started walking back toward Lucas and I asked, “How about now? Can I stay with you now? Because I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you again.” George thought a second and agreed that I should stay. As I was walking back to him I saw his expression change and looked over my shoulder to see the man I had been following holding a gun on me. I kept walking because now I was sure that the story Lucas had told me about what happened five years ago, was going to happen again and I couldn’t allow that. Someone had obviously been playing with my life, and I couldn’t have that, so I kept walking toward Lucas and away from the man with the gun. Lucas’s expression changed again, this time his face was filled with fear and horror. I turned around and now there were three men holding guns on George Lucas. There was only about 20 feet of desert between us but I had to go with them in order to save Lucas’s life. So, if you’re a fan of George Lucas you may remember someone being stolen off the Star Wars set at gunpoint. That was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Academy Awards. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Elton John’s post Oscar Party that benefits his AIDs foundation. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later Harrison Ford and George Lucas devised a plan to steal me off of the set of The Fugitive. This time I was shot with a coma drug. They used a hypodermic needle that went through my coat and slacks and into my thigh. Two bogus ambulance men came in a stolen ambulance and took me away. The only other time I saw George face to face was during the making of Howard the Duck. George Lucas and Steven Spielberg made that ridiculous movie to try to rescue me again, in case you were wondering why they made that movie. I was supposed to see Lucas again on a set of Indiana Jones but this time it was George who was drugged and abducted. This makes 8 times George Lucas tried to rescue me. I’ve spoken with Lucas on the phone only a few times over the past 40 years, and those phone calls and the conversations we had while shooting American Graffiti, are what makes up Yoda’s philosophies and Star Wars 7 – the Force Awakens. The reason the people who owned me don’t allow George and I to get together is because they don’t want World Peace. War makes them rich. The greed of a handful of people keep the word in the turmoil it’s in. The people in the entertainment industry know me as the woman with no memory and no name. If you want to know more about me, check out my blog; or read my free ebooks the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen, and, the Conversation. I‘m still trying to walk those 20 feet.
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