Darren Wilson murdered Michael Brown

Copied from the internet – ‘The shooting of Michael Brown occurred on August 9, 2014, in Ferguson, Missouri, a suburb of St. Louis.  Brown, a young black man, was fatally shot by Darren Wilson, a white police officer. The disputed circumstances of the shooting of an unarmed man and the resultant protests and civil disorder received considerable attention in the United States and abroad.’
My thoughts – This had to have been murder because the time-line offered by Officer Darren Wilson is fatally flawed and defies the laws of physics.  Also, someone who had been shot twice, has his hands raised, and is thirty feet away does not pose an imminent threat.
Copied from the internet – ‘On August 9, Brown was walking with his friend, Dorian Johnson, on a residential street when Wilson drove up in his SUV patrol vehicle. A struggle between Michael Brown and Officer Darren Wilson happened, with Johnson claiming that Wilson grew angry when the young men refused to get out of the street.
‘Officer Wilson pulled up close to the young men and opened his door into Brown. It closed and Officer Wilson reached out to grab Brown around his neck. Wilson took out his gun. Johnson has said a shot was fired. Brown was shot, but he managed to pull away. Brown was shot again while he was running. He allegedly turned with his hands up and asked Wilson to stop shooting him. Several more shots were fired at Brown and in the end he was shot at least six times before he died.’
My thoughts – the accounts that I read all said that Michael Brown was 30 feet from Officer Wilson, and yet Officer Wilson claimed he was in imminent danger even though Michael Brown was not armed and Officer Wilson was in a vehicle.  If you feel that you’re in imminent danger from someone 30 feet away and you’re in a vehicle, what you need to do is step on the gas.  Firing a gun at someone 30 feet away who has his hands up is premeditated murder in this country.  The last line of the Pledge of Allegiance is, “Freedom and Justice for all.”  This line has never been true even before we brought Africans to this country as slaves.  (Take a look at some of Ken Burns’ documentaries about Native Americans; and about the post-Civil War era)
The men in the shadows are so pervasive and so good at what they do – please read my book the Conversation – that they feel, and rightly so, that they can get away with anything.  I was told in 2003 and again in 2011 that these people want a civil war, and by these people I don’t mean black people.  The people who truly run the country would like to kill all the black people in this country.  By shooting them down one at the time and getting everyone upset they think it will escalate into a war.  They do these things without knowing any African-Americans.  They’ve never sat at a bar, played a game of pool, enjoyed a backyard barbecue, been at a dinner party or played golf at a country club where there are black people.  So they have no reason to hate, except for what they’ve been taught.  Blind hate, and hate directed at one person or entity is a very powerful tool used by Satanic churches for centuries.  It’s what Hitler used to start World War II and made it possible for him to murder 6 million Jews, without anyone saying, “Boo.”
But what these people, what these vile people, don’t realize is that they don’t think like everyone else and they only comprise 1% of the population.  Look at the numbers of white people protesting now.  Everyone is outraged at the injustice of what’s been going on in the inner cities.  No righteous person wants to believe people on the police force are only out to make money and to get away with murder.  I believe that is what the book Serpico is about.  The movie turned into something different because there’s always someone from some cult getting involved to make sure they stay in the shadows.
Grand Jury? – Instead of arresting Wilson, the information about what happened was handed over to the grand jury with no recommendation to indict for murder one.  Why wasn’t Wilson immediately arrested?  That was my first clue that something was up.  As in all of these tragic cases the police department is involved with the cult or organized crime.  The Governor of Missouri was either in on it, or an advisor of his knew what was happening and what was about to happen: I know this because he called out the National Guard far too early.
Copied from the internet – ‘McCulloch did not recommend any charges to the grand jury, even though that is typically what happens in a grand jury process. He did what attorneys for Brown have called a “data dump” and gave the grand jury all pieces of evidence and expected the grand jury to sift through it on their own and make sense of it all.
That can be overwhelming for grand jury members, which is why a prosecutor usually would suggest a charge and only provide the evidence necessary to return an indictment.’
My thoughts – The grand jury process lasted 16 weeks.  16 weeks?
The evidence presented to the grand jury must have also had false testimony included.  I know the timeline that Officer Wilson presented was impossible.  It was physically impossible and therefore had to be false.  The trial would have brought this out reenacting what happened, or, at the very least, questioning Officer Wilson about his statements.  16 weeks is long enough to torture and brainwash twelve people.  It’s long enough to watch the city destroy itself.  It’s long enough to watch people begin to lose hope.
It’s long enough to allow a comedian like Hannibal Buress to publicly call Bill Cosby a rapist, and long enough to publish that in a magazine, and it’s long enough to allow his accusers to resurface after ten years.  16 weeks is long enough to allow the hopelessness, grief and frustration felt by the people of Ferguson and most of the rest of the country to fester and grow exponentially.
16 weeks is long enough that the town should have been a powder keg when the decision not to indict Officer Darren Wilson came down.  Both the local government and the state government fully expected and hoped to have no town left.  Everyone had been on high alert the whole time, indicating that they knew what the decision would be, basically Officer Darren Wilson would not be charged with murder in any degree.  To me it was clear the day after Michael Brown was murdered.  Everything was already in place for that decision.  On November 25th 2014, I think the people of Ferguson behaved in an exemplary manner, and the law enforcement officials behaved deplorably on decision day and that night.  I thought it was very interesting that they waited until the evening to hand down the decision hoping that would make for a more explosive situation but that never happened.  The whole thing was so carefully orchestrated that it makes me wonder whether Officer Darren Wilson had set out to kill Michael Brown before he ever saw him walking in the street.  If so, why was Michael targeted?  You don’t have to do much in order to be killed by a member of the Satanic church.  You just have to be black.  According to their bible, being black is reason to be killed, as is being homosexual, a prostitute, an actress, a woman who has had an affair, being deformed, sick or old.
The last clue is St. Louis, Missouri is home to a giant arch.  I remember before it was built and while it was being built some people were against it since an arch is a Satanic symbol.  Most people, me included at the time, didn’t believe in such things and so the arch was built.  What I learned in 2003 was that the Satanic Bible says that people enter Hell through Golden Arches.  (As an aside, the symbol for McDonald’s is not an M, it is Golden Arches.)  Rita said that the St. Louis arch was built to welcome people of the Satanic faith.
These atrocities, including framing black people for crimes white people commit, will continue as long as these evil people are allowed to reign supreme.  What everyone must do is be vigilant to these home-grown terrorists and report what they know.  This is especially true of people in the media, law enforcement, and the government.  “If you want to keep your job,” they’re told, “you’ll keep your mouth shut.”  There must be people in the Ferguson law enforcement agencies who know the truth and they have to be willing to step forward, however distasteful and dangerous it is, and blow the whistle on their fellow officials.  Social media might be one way to do this effectively without being killed because at least some people would know and that would afford some protection.  If a person who knows the truth is killed always assume that person was murdered.
Seven years ago I had a discussion with the FBI and I was told that the FBI only takes cases from the police.  I countered that there has to be a way for citizens to reach the FBI because the police often times hide the truth and don’t report what’s happened to the FBI.  They said they were aware of that, but they said they would be inundated with citizen requests for help.  I asked how long it had been since another citizen had come in off the street to tell them of a heinous  crime that had been ignored by the police.  After some discussion they decided it had been seven years, and that the person who brought the complaint never came back, and they could never find him again.  I said he was probably killed.  They agreed that’s what probably happened.  I explained to them that one person every seven years was hardly being inundated.  They said they’d bring it up with their superiors.  I hope that now there’s some Avenue to report murder, torture or rape when the police have decided to do nothing or are in on the crime.
People should have the right to ask the FBI to investigate any brutal rape or suspicious death that the police have deemed natural causes, or for whatever reason have decided not to investigate.
The NSA, Homeland Security and the FBI should also be able to Investigate Police Departments, and City, County, State or Federal Government Officials that are corrupt.  Perhaps a new branch of the NSA should be created to handle home-grown, right-wing terrorism.

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 Grace-Gardener.org. 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. https://youtu.be/uw6CIxD1pHo 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 Blurb.com. 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 grace-gardener.org 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! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/380321 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 www.grace-gardener.org; 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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