Boston Bollocks Part 1

Christopher Spivey

 

It would seem that with so many people not falling for the Boston Bomb Bollocks the powers that be are trying to shore up the official narrative and make the story more credible.

In doing so, they are only succeeding in making the whole thing more improbable.

For example, on the 25^th of July 2013 The Daily Caller reported that:

Federal Bureau of Investigation officials ignored warnings about the radical origins and nature of the mosque frequented by the Tsarnaev brothers for years before this April’s deadly Boston Marathon bombings.

Outgoing FBI Director Robert Mueller has also said that although the FBI visited the mosque in the past — as part of its “outreach” to the Muslim community — he was unaware of the Islamist leanings of the Islamic Society of Boston (ISB), which runs the Boston bombers’ house of worship.

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Course, the FBI ignored nothing because as we know, the whole Boston Bombing thing was a hoax.

Earlier on that month, the 18^th of July to be precise, the Daily Mail had run an article depicting a series of photos of bombing suspect (AKA the Guilty party if you are an American journalist) Dzhokhar Tsarnaev emerging from the boat where he had been hiding.

These obviously photo shopped/fake photos depicting the blooded and subdued ‘terrorist’ were flashed around the world following their unauthorised release – or so we are told – by a police photographer named as being Sergeant Sean Murphy.

Murphy, a policeman with 25 years’ service, apparently took this drastic course of action following his outrage at seeing Tsarnaev on the front cover of Rolling Stone magazine – something, Murphy felt glamorised the young bomber.

What a crock of over-ripe Horse shit.

The more plausible reality of the situation is that the would be masters of illusion needed something to bolster the credibility of their make believe scenario before putting Tsarnaev on trial.

And what better way than pretending the photos were released without authorization, thus portraying the police as men of integrity.

You would of at least thought that the PTB would have made a decent job of their photo-shopping endeavours.

Yet the fact that we are supposed to believe that a hardened police officer with 25 years experience was so outraged by a magazine cover that he was prepared to risk throwing his career and pension away by releasing the silly snaps defies all logic… Get a fucking life will ya. SOURCE

Course, what the fucking idiots who purposely released the photos didn’t seem to grasp is the fact that they contradicted the official narrative of Tsarnaev’s capture.

The following is from the Daily Mirror but could have come from any number of global MSM propaganda rags:

Cornered Boston bomber Dzhokhar Tsarnaev shot himself in the throat in a botched suicide attempt during his last stand with armed police, it was claimed last night.

FBI interrogators are desperate to question the 19-year-old to find out if anyone else was involved in last week’s deadly attacks.

But Chechen-born Dzohkhar, who remains in a serious condition in the same hospital as 11 of his victims, is unable to talk due to his damaged larynx following Friday’s huge manhunt.

A source close to the investigation said: “Dzhokhar can’t speak due to his injuries.

“He will be asked to indicate his answers by any means possible – either writing them down or even blinking with his eyes to say yes or no.”

It is thought the teenager placed a gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger in a desperate bid to avoid capture and a possible death penalty.

Reports say the bullet passed through his throat, just missing his spinal cord, and  came out the back of his neck. SOURCE

 

Now, do the photos look like he shot himself in the fucking throat?

Exactly when did he do that then?

Exactly how did he fucking do it? He was unarmed for fuck sake!

Or do we all just ignore that fact and continue to believe the shit we are fed by the muzzled press?

Talking of which, the following is an account from CNN of the first shoot-out  between the Police and the Tsarnaev’s brothers.

How improbable does this fucking sound?

Officials say the brothers, for no obvious reason, killed Massachusetts Institute of Technology police officer Sean Collier while he was sitting in his car. The Tsarnaevs then hijacked a Mercedes, telling the driver they were the marathon bombers, and hurled explosives at the pursuing officers, authorities said.

“There was an exchange of over 200 rounds of gunfire, there were improvised explosive devices, and handmade hand grenades thrown at the officers at the scene,” Boston Police Commissioner Ed Davis said.

Tamerlan Tsarnaev ran out of ammunition during the shootout and was tackled by officers. That’s when the younger Tsarnaev drove the Mercedes toward the officers and his brother.

“They dive out of the way, and he (the younger brother) drives over his brother and drags him a short distance down the street,” Deveau said.

Tamerlan Tsarnaev was later pronounced dead at the hospital. He was wearing explosives and a triggering device when he died, a source briefed on the investigation told CNN.

The FBI, while executing a search warrant at a residence believed to have been affiliated with Tsarnaev, took three people into custody for questioning Friday. It was unclear Saturday what information the FBI was seeking and whether the three were released.

The dramatic end to the manhunt came when a Watertown man, cooped up in his house all day because of a “shelter in place” order, finally stepped outside when the order was lifted.

David Henneberry soon noticed the tarp covering the boat in his backyard was flapping in the wind and a retention strap was cut. He also noticed a small amount of blood on the tarp.

“He basically stuck his head under the tarp, noticed a pool of blood,” Henneberry’s stepson Robert Duffy told CNN.

Henneberry called 911, Duffy said.

Authorities arrived and evacuated Duffy’s stepfather. Using a bullhorn, they called out to the suspect: “Come out with your hands up.”

The man refused.

“We used a robot to pull the tarp off the boat,” David Procopio of the Massachusetts State Police said. “We were also watching him with a thermal imaging camera in our helicopter. He was weakened by blood loss — injured last night, most likely.”

A gunfight ensued, with more than 20 rounds fired.

Authorities eventually rushed the boat and took the teen into custody.SOURCE

Straight away, you wonder how Dzhokhar Tsarnaev got away and wasn’t blown up when he ran his bomb laden brother over?

Stranger still is the fact that State Police officer David Procopio states that “We used a robot to pull the tarp off the boat”.

How did the robot undo the fucking straps? … Well actually it didn’t. look at the fucking photo above!

The tarpaulin is still on the fucking boat, so why is a policeman who was supposedly there at the time telling fucking lies?

Or do we all just ignore the police accounts and continue to believe the shit we are fed by the muzzled press?

It fucking stinks.

What we need is an eye witness account of what went on. Eye witnesses are always good for newspaper sales and never wrong… That will be why there were so many eyewitness accounts reported in the papers in regard to the Woolwich attack.

The following is from the Daily Mirror:

As the hunt for him intensified, officers cordoned off a 20 block area in the city’s Watertown district and surrounded a house. Several frightened neighbours were escorted away as officers ordered them out with loud hailers.

Earlier Andrew Kitzenberg, who lives near the scene of the first shootout, told how he saw the two terrorists firing at police in a battle heard by locals who peered out from behind their curtains to catch a glimpse of the drama unfolding.

He also said one of the brothers hurled what looked like a pressure-cooker bomb – the type of device used in the marathon explosion that killed three people and left 178 hurt at the finish on Monday.

Andrew said the pair fired at six police cars 70 or 80 yards away.

He added: “There was a long exchange of gunfire. I saw them light this bomb. They threw it towards the officers.

There was smoke that covered our entire street.”

At that point Tamerlan decided to rush the officers but was gunned down.

In his desperation to get away Dzhokar – said to be an engineering student – jumped into the stolen car and ­reversed over his dead brother.

He forced his way through police lines and screeched away. SOURCE

It’s a bit fucking strange how they had to light this pressure cooker bomb but the two pressure cooker bombs allegedly used in the marathon bombings were on timers, don’t cha think?

Even fucking stranger is the fact that Dzhokar Tsarneav – they don’t make these names fucking easy do they – is now reversing over his brother rather than driving at the old bill and running his brother over… Give me fucking strength.

Now, according to RT News the elder brother died of gunshot wounds and blunt trauma to the head:

Massachusetts examiners continue to inspect the corpse of Tamerlan Tsarneav, the elder of the two brothers suspected in the Boston Marathon bombing, before his body is buried, which could happen as soon as this weekend.

Tsarnaev’s death certificate lists the cause of death as “gunshot wounds of torso and extremities” as well as “blunt trauma to the head and torso,” according to the Boston Herald. The file has not been submitted to city of Boston but Peter Stefan, the owner of Graham, Putnam, and Mahoney Funeral Parlor in Worcester, showed the document to media. 

Tsarnaev, 26, was killed after a gunfight with police in the early morning hours of April 19, nearly four days after he and younger brother Dzhokhar are thought to have detonated explosives near the marathon’s finish line. The attack killed three people and injured 264 others.  

It is widely believed that Dzhokar drove over his injured brother in a rush to escape from law enforcement. Tamerlan was pronounced dead at 1:35am on April 19 at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center.

Tsarnaev is to undergo a second ‘independent’ autopsy demanded by his relatives as the defense team prepares for trial. a family spokeswoman, Heda Saratova, said.

Despite suffering a gunshot wound to the neck the younger Tsarneav is now able to speak and has been interacting with staff at Federal Medical Center Devens, a prison spokesman said earlier this week. SOURCE

Now, this may be a small point but with Tsarnaev being a devout Muslim, should he not have been buried within 24 hours of his death?

After all, we know that even in the most extreme of dubious circumstances, this religious belief is always upheld.

I mean you only have to look to the cases of Osama Bin Laden and Dodi Fayed to know that this is true.

 

Photo: Tamerlan Tsarneav

Never the less, the police then say that a gunfight ensued with Dzhokhar Tsarnaev whilst he was on the boat.

But as I have just said, how the fuck could a gunfight happen when he wasn’t armed?

The following is from RT News:

He had sustained multiple gunshot wounds and was severely bleeding from injuries to his left ear, neck and thigh. Initial reports said his neck wound was possibly from a self-inflicted gunshot wound in a botched suicide attempt, though it was later revealed that Dzhokhar was unarmed when captured in Suburban Watertown Massachusetts on April 19. Source

I should think that it was a botched fucking suicide attempt. I will remind you of that earlier report:

It is thought the teenager placed a gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger in a desperate bid to avoid capture and a possible death penalty.

Reports say the bullet passed through his throat, just missing his spinal cord, and  came out the back of his neck. 

Presumably he shot himself using  his two fingers as a gun. The imaginary bullet then deflected off his tongue sending it downwards and through his Larynx?

And then we are told that the plod stormed the boat.

Once again, this is in contradiction to the photos released by Sergeant Sean Sullivan… It is in fact all bullshit.

I also find it a bit Strange that CNN don’t mention Officer Richard ‘Dic’ Donohue who was shot in the big shootout. The following is from the Daily Mail:

 MBTA officer, Richard ‘Dic’ Donohue, who was shot during a chaotic exchange of gunfire with the Tsarnaev brothers following the bombing was disappointed.

‘My family and I were personally affected by these individuals’ actions. I cannot and do not condone the cover of the magazine, which is thoughtless at best,’ he said. Source

Photo: Read the blurb. Does it sound like he is being glamorised even if it is bollocks?

 

So Dic Dastardly Donohue must have been shot since he told the MSM that he was… Mustn’t he?

So why is he and Police Officer Paul Collier (the plod that the brothers shot in the car) not mentioned in the charges. The following is from RT News:

Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, 19, is currently convalescing in a federal prison hospital in Massachusetts and has been charged with using a weapon of mass destruction in the deadly attack which killed three people and injured 264 near the marathon finish line on April 15. SOURCE

See, no mention of the pair.

Course, if you think that is fucking weird, so is the omitted mention of the other 15 coppers who were hurt  in the big shoot-out… I won’t tell you again. Stop fucking laughing.

The following is from that bastion of truth CNN:

Another 15 police officers were treated for minor injuries sustained during the explosions and shootout, Jennifer Kovalich, a spokeswoman for St. Elizabeth’s Medical Center, said. SOURCE

So why no charges of attempted murder?

Fuck me Michael Adebolajo (of Woolwich fame) was charged with attempted murder for running unarmed at armed police… So go and figure that one out.

Mind you, Dzhokhar Tsarnaev’s self inflicted bullet wound to the throat must have been serious despite not showing up in the photos.

Quite coincidental how he just so happened to be treated by an ISRAELI doctor too, don’t cha think?

The following is from Yahoo News…

Police stand guard outside Beth Israel Deaconess Medical CenterFriday, April 19, 2013 after an ambulance carrying Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, a19-year-old Massachusetts college student wanted in the Boston Marathon bombings, arrived (AP)

As 19-year-old Boston Marathon bombing suspect Dzhokhar Tsarnaev “clings to life,” Israeli media revealed that two of the senior doctors treating Tsarnaev have abundant past experience treating victims of terror. That’s because they’re from Israel.

Dr. Kevin (Ilan) Tabb, president and CEO of the Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center in Boston told the Israeli website Ynetthat Tsarnaev is in stable condition but that because of wounds to his throat, he may never be able to speak again.

Tabb received his medical degree at the Hebrew University in Jerusalem and is also a board member of Hadassah-Ein Kerem Hospital in Jerusalem. That background gave him a unique perspective in responding to Monday’s terrorist attack. Source

Stop fucking laughing, this is serious.

Mind you, if that is the best America has to offer in health care then dog help them.

I mean fuck me, if they were that experienced they should have been able to tell if his Larynx was destroyed or not.

Yet Tsarnaev was talking within a couple of days.

Luckily, he has ‘My Cousin Vinnie’ representing him in court.

Okay, I lied about that bit, but the authorities in an attempt to further demonise the brothers, announced to the press that there was mounting evidence to suggest that the pair took part in a triple homicide in 2011. Source

Fuck knows what that “mounting evidence” was but that particular triple murder appears to be forgotten about now… A bit like the two shot policemen as it happens… Not to mention the 15 who were injured, presumably by shrapnel.

However, at the beginning of last month (Aug 2013) the worlds press surpassed themselves in the stupid cunt stakes by reporting that the Muslim, western world hating brothers were influenced by … Wait for it… White supremacists.

And they have the cheek to call conspiracy theorists bonkers!

The following is from http://www.breitbart.com but could have just as easily been from any other MSM outlet:

MSNBC’s Alex Wagner and a Southern Poverty Law Center representative claim Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, suspects in the Boston Marathon bombing, were actually inspired by white supremacists instead of Islamic jihadists–because, apparently, they watched Alex Jones.

Ohhh, I getcha. Its the conspiracy theorists fault.

To shore up this absolutely nonsensical claim, we are told that white supremacist paraphernalia was also found by police during a search of Tamerlan Tsarnaev’s home.

Mind you, it is also worth noting that Dzhokhar became a naturalized U.S. citizen on September 11, 2012. Exactly 11 years after 9/11… Coincidence?

Is it fuck.

And on that note, I think we should leave the Tsarnaev brothers and move on to other developments in the Boston Marathon bombing saga. If for no other reason than the sake of my blood pressure.

Okay. You are going to have to pay close attention to this next chapter because it gets very complicated… One might say, unnecessarily so.

Now, according to official reports, the 1^st bomb exploded at 2:49 PM with the 2^nd explosion going off exactly 13 seconds later. Source Wikipedia.

This led to all manner of people – including me – then questioning why the official time clock positioned above the finishing line read 4:09.

Amazingly, an explanation for this anomaly was put forward in the MSM.

I say amazingly, because these things are just usually ignored.

Therefore, I can only assume that on this occasion too many people were getting far to near to the truth. Or the crazy explanation is the truth… But I find that highly unlikely given the evidence.

So, the explanation given for the time anomaly was that the clock had been altered to coincide with the 3^rd and final wave of runners starting the marathon.

This final wave of runners started at 10:40AM, meaning that when the first bomb went off at 2:49 PM, this wave of runners had been running for 4 hours and 9 minutes, hence the 4:09 on the clock.

Simple… Or is it?

Taken on face value, this explanation would appear to be the truth since the winner of the marathon, an Ethiopian by the name of Lelisa Desisa completed the course in 2hours 10 minutes and 22 seconds.

This fact would tally up with the photo evidence as shown in the photo below.

 

Now according to Wikipedia’s page on the Boston Bombing, the order of running is thus:

The marathon got underway with 52 wheelchair competitors leaving Hopkinton at 9:17 am. At 9:30 am, 51 elite women left the starting line, followed by the elite men at 10 am. The remaining competitors were released in three waves over the next 40 minutes.

Everyone okay so far yes?

Good.

So what we are basically looking at is 6 waves of runners.

• Wheelchairs 9:17 AM
• Elite women 9:30 AM
• Elite Men 10 AM
• First wave 10:15 AM?
• Second wave 10:30 AM?
• Third wave 10:40AM

SOURCE

You will notice that I have had to guess the 1^st and 2^nd waves but that is relatively unimportant.

However, if the time clock at 4:09 represents the time that the 3^rd wave had been running, and we know that the 2:10 represents the time that the elite men had been running when Lelisa Desisa romped over the finish line, I would assume that the clock began ticking at 9:17 AM, for the wheelchair racers, when it would have been set at o0:00:00 .

Understood and agreed?

Cool.

Now them there wheelchair users are fast as fuck with Japans, Hiroyuki Yamamoto coasting over the finish line in 1 hour 25 minutes and 33 seconds.

Therefore, the clock at the finish line would have read 1:25:33.

Okay, I realise that some of you may feel insulted by me over explain this timing on the clock, but it is important and I no doubt have some people who need me to take it slow so as they too can fully understand where I’m going with this.

In other words, I’m catering for the right thick fuckers too.

So, if I am correct in my thinking as to how the timing is run, at what point does the clock reset to o0:00:00  for the second batch of runners who in this case are the Elite Females?

I mean, in theory the clock should have been reset to o0:00:00 at 9:30 AM when the Elite women set off and then again at 10 AM when the Elite men began running.

If this is the case then poor wheelchair bound Mr Yamamoto – he sounds like a make of motorbike doesn’t he –  would have been elated as he crossed the finishing line, thinking that he had set a new world record for his class of 1 hour 12 minutes and 33 seconds… If the clock was reset to o0:00:00 for the start of the elite women.

You can take another half hour off of that time if the clock was again reset to o0:00:00 to coincide with the start of the elite men.

Now, since we have the photo of Lelisa Desisa crossing the line at 2:10:22 does it not follow that the clock must be reset to o0:00:00 every time a new wave of runners start… At least in theory.

In practice however, this can’t be the case because if it was then the clock would have been set a further 3 times before Desisa even crossed the finishing line (as waves 1, 2, and 3 began running), meaning the clock would have read 1:30:22 when he romped home – based on the principle that the clock would have been reset to o0:00:00  for the last time, 40 minutes after Desisa had commenced running.

Now, with 23,000 competitors, that must have caused a major fucking headache for the time keepers… Or am I making a cunt of myself?

Course, if the clock wasn’t reset to o0:00:00 as each wave of runners left the starting line – which the photographic evidence suggests that it wasn’t – at what point was the clock reset and who was in charge of calculating what time to set it to?

In fact, exactly who the fucks benefit was the time clock supposed to be for?

Certainly not the spectators or runners since they wouldn’t have a fucking clue when the clock was reset. Especially if the clock wasn’t reset at the start of each wave.

Are you with me?

I mean, where as if the clock was set to o0:00:00 at 9:17 AM when the marathon began, all anyone had to do was subtract their starting time from the time they passed the finishing line.

For example, the clock would have read 2:53:22 when Desisa crossed the line.

And knowing that the clock would have read 0:43:00 when he began running, Desisa would only of had to subtract 43 minutes from the time that the clock would have read when he passed the finish line (2:53:22).

Course, that is far from ideal, but certainly less confusing.

A simpler way still, which runners, spectators and timekeepers alike would all have been able to work with, would have been to have the clock set at the proper time.

For example if the clock had read 10:00:00 when Desisa launched himself from the starting line, it would have read 12:10:22 when he romped home.

Using that method, everyone would know how long it had taken him or her to complete the run.

Surely, this would be the common fucking sense way of time keeping when you consider that there were 23,000 runners to monitor?

That or have 6 fucking clocks – one for each wave… Tight cunts.

However, you haven’t heard the half of it yet.

You see, those starting times came from Wikipedia’s Boston Marathon bombing page.

However, when you go to Wikipedia’s Boston Marathon page, the starting times are listed as thus:

• 9:00 a.m.: Mobility Impaired Program
• 9:17 a.m.: Push Rim Wheelchair Division
• 9:22 a.m.: Handcycle Participants
• 9:32 a.m.: Elite Women
• 10:00 a.m.: Elite Men and Wave One
• 10:20 a.m.: Wave Two
• 10:40 a.m.: Wave Three

Source

The mind fucking boggles at which point the clock was reset to 00:00:00 now.

And neither does it end there.

You see, to qualify for the Boston marathon, you had to have completed a Marathon within the previous 12 months in under a set amount of time.

That qualifying time differs depending on your age, sex and physical ability (handicap).

“where the fuck is all this leading Spiv”?

You will see. Just trust me, its good. I will expose these elites for the cunts that they are even if it fucking kills me.

Now, back to it.

For a man with no physical handicap, aged between 18-34 to qualify for the Boston Marathon, he will have had to have completed another full marathon within the passed 12 months( all marathons are 26 miles, 385 yards) in under 3hrs and 5 minutes.

The reason for this is that the Boston Marathon is considered to be one of the most gruelling due to the number of hills involved.

Another example of qualification would be that a woman with no handicap aged between 50 -55 would have had to have completed another marathon in under 4 hours.

Even then, having completed a qualifying marathon in the set qualifying time to compete in the Boston Marathon, you are still not guaranteed a place.

You see, there are so many applicants for the Boston Marathon that those with the best qualifying times are selected first.

Therefore, you could very well have a scenario where the slowest competitor in the female 50-55 age group had completed her qualifying marathon in 3 hours 45 minutes and still not qualify for the Boston Marathon.

Understand?

I don’t know why I keep asking that. It’s not as if I’m going to take you through it again, if you don’t.

Now, we know that the 2013 Marathon was cut short due to the bombs.

Again, according to Wikipedia, 5700 people didn’t make it across the finishing line due to the bombs going off.

We also know that the last wave of runners had been running for 4 hours 9 minutes and 43 seconds when the first bomb went off.

We know that, because that was the excuse used for the time clock reading 04:09:43.

However, any able bodied woman under the age of 60 and any able bodied man under the age of 70 would not have qualified for the Boston Marathon, had they not been able to run a full marathon in anything less than 4 hours, 10 minutes. Source

That means those 5,700 runners who failed to pass the finishing line should have been – except for a few who were having a bad day – men over 70 years old and women over 60 years old.

Yet when you look at the photographs of those runners approaching the finish line as the bombs went off, there are any amount of men and women in their early 20’s who should have finished at least an hour earlier.

I therefore suggest that the explanation for the clock reading 04:09:43 at the time of the explosion is bollocks, and something that was hastily thought upon and put forward to try and explain away the time anomaly.

To back my claim up, I put forward the fact that the event organisers have stated that:

Any entrants who completed at least half the course and did not finish due to the bombings are to get automatic entry in 2014. Source

Half the fucking course?

The only people who would have been allowed to enter the Boston marathon with a qualifying time of 4 hours 55 minutes were men over 80 years old and women over seventy fucking five.  

I further suggest that this official explanation is a lie based upon the fact that Wikipedia’s Boston Marathon page categorically states that:

The race’s organizers keep a standard time clock for all entries, though official timekeeping ceases after the six-hour mark.

Hang on, I’m still not done.

I also maintain that the official explanation for the time anomaly was total bollocks due to the fact that as the clock stood at 04:14:26 (allegedly about 5 minutes after the first bomb had gone off), while people were rolling around on the floor in agony, and no one knew whether or not there were more bombs to go off, some bright spark had hastily taken down the clock.

Or is taking down a clock that wasn’t due to come down for at least another hour and forty four minutes, more important than rushing to help those who had supposedly just had their legs blown off?

Say well done Spivey.

 

Right, moving on.

Not only is the time line fucked up, so is the number of bombs that went off.

You’ll like this bit also.

Now as I say, the first bomb went off at exactly 4:09:43 according to the official third wave – stop laughing – timer.

The second bomb went off 13 seconds later according to Wikipedia:

 At 2:49 pm, about two hours after the winner crossed the finish line, but with more than 5,700 runners yet to finish, two bombs detonated on Boylston Street near Copley Square about 210 yards (190 m) apart, just before the finish line.

The first exploded outside Marathon Sports at 671–673 Boylston Street at 2:49:43 pm. At the time of the first explosion, the race clock at the finish line showed 04:09:43, reflecting the elapsed time since the Wave 3 start at 10:40 am.

The second bomb exploded at 2:49:57 pm, about 13  seconds later and one block farther west at 755 Boylston Street.

A bit coincidental those tallies don’t cha think?

I mean, what with the time of the first bomb exploding at 02:09:43 Pm and the time clock reading 04:09:43?

Very suspect.

I also make it 14 seconds between bombs going on Wikipedia’s timings, but hey, I’m being pedantic.

And in any case, I now know that Wikipedia is wrong.

You see, the second bomb actually went off at – according to the race clock – 04: 09: 49, which is only 6 seconds later.

The third bomb which went off at 755 Boylston Street may well have exploded 13 seconds after the first, although going on the photo and video evidence; I’m inclined to think it was probably more like 11 seconds.

Have a look at this next set of photos first. And then I will elaborate.

 

I make mention of the flags not tallying in the photos because I am still not convinced that this production wasn’t filmed twice.

However, so as not to complicate what is already complicated enough, I will work on the basis that it was filmed in one take.

So, why are those people looking up in the bottom right hand corner of the last photo?

Simple.

They are looking up at the second bomb that has exploded on one of the middle floors, INSIDE of the building behind and to the right of them.

I will give you photo and video evidence of this second bomb shortly.

But first, have a read of the following transcript taken from a live TV broadcast by Fox News from a reporter called Maria.

The live photos being beamed back to the studio are from a helicopter, although I think Maria may be on the ground.

The broadcast  – which unintentionally backs up my claim about the second bomb – started at about 3:20PM on the day in question. This then, would be around half an hour after the alleged time of the first bomb.

However, as you will see if you choose to watch the actual broadcast which can be found HERE , the whole area has been cleared of casualties and bodies… Quite strange in the case of the latter.

Then again, this expose isn’t called Boston Bollocks for nothing.

Right, here’s that transcript:

Maria (Female reporter who witnessed the bombs first hand): “Now again, it looked like the explosion happened half way up the building. It did not look like it happened on the ground floor. This is all I can tell you but my recollection from turning around, you know that the building… you know that stuff was falling from the building… You know, I don’t know who [sic] it did or how it did. The building was still standing but it did, erm was a definite explosion and I did send you guys a picture.  I’m hoping that it comes through”.

Mike, Fox News Anchorman: “Interesting still, Maria just to make this point again since you were right there. You are saying from what you could see it didn’t seem like the explosion happened on the ground, but actually happened in the building”?

Maria: “Exactly Mike! It happened in the middle of the building. I was stood right there. I turned around and you saw the plume of smoke in the middle of the building”.

Now, it is important to remember that Maria didn’t know the official version of the story at this stage.

However, I am fairly sure that the first bomb (of the loud noise but harmless variety) went off on the ground and it was in fact the second bomb (of the smoke a lot kind but fairly quiet) that Maria is inadvertently referring to.

I believe that this second bomb of the heavy smoke variety was needed so as more actors could get into position.

These actors would have joined the mayhem via the shop that had its window smashed outwards.

After all, had the first bomb been powerful enough to smash the window the glass would have been inside the shop.

It would also have been too risky to have all the actors in place when the first bomb went off.

I say this because, although not powerful, the first bombs pyrotechnics could have injured someone… And that would never do.

Course, officially, the second bomb in question doesn’t exist… I fucking hate conniving cunts, don’t you?

However, there is also an ABC News video showing all three bombs going off although because of the smoke from the first bomb, no one appears to have noticed the second.

Never the less, watch the video closely and you can see how the first lot of smoke rises and almost clears before merging with the second lot of smoke that comes out of the building. The video can be found by clicking HERE

But, before you watch either of the two afore mentioned videos, have a look at this next set of photos.

And, should either of those two videos coincidentally disappear off the internet, I have already filmed them as back-up but obviously the quality is better on the originals.

 

 

Convinced?

Yet you probably still don’t know the half of it.

Not where Carlos Arrendondo is concerned anyway.

That piece of dog shit is a fucking liar and I knew that the snakey cunt would trip himself up sooner or later.

As it happens, it was sooner. It’s just unfortunate that no one noticed the fact.

You see, the official story is that Carlos Arrendondo was across the road when the first bomb went off, handing out little American flags to the runners as they crossed the finish line.

Mind you, I have not seen one photo to back this claim up.

Never the less, according to Carlos – and I’m only calling the cunt by his first name because his surname is too long and unpronounceable – when the first bomb went off, he sprinted across the road, pulled the fence down and put the fire out on Jeff Baumans shirt.

The following is a transcribed interview that the cunt gave to a news crew on the day in question:

Then all you see everywhere was people and limbs. I mean all you see is (unintelligible) everywhere, everywhere…

… The gentleman that I helped, I concentrated on working on him by pulling couple pieces of t-shirt (demonstrates tearing motion) and putting them round the legs (demonstrates tying motion around his leg as a tourniquet. Doesn’t say where t-shirt came from).

He had a big fire going on, on his shirt (draws large circle with his finger on his left shoulder to demonstrate the area of the fire on Bauman). So whoever made the IED was meant to do as much damage as possible…

… I just concentrate on that young man and tie his legs and talk to him. He was conscious. I let him know the ambulance was on the way…

… And then I was able to take him to the ambulance. I got him away. There was so many people begging me for help, begging me for help. But I can only help one at a time so I just helped that young man.

He told me his name. I forgotten it. He wasn’t conscious (huh???).

I was on the (unintelligible). There was a couple of young ladies (Turns and points to the ground). They was totally gone. Totally gone. They was right in front of road, this crooked place…

… The flags, you ever see those flags (talking about the many different flags that were lining the road).

This is the end here (draws a line on the pavement with his silly little bloodstained flag), so from all the way from here to the next block. All the flags was gone (flaps his arm to demonstrate that all the flags had been blasted away by the bomb… Despite not one single flag being blown away in reality). All gone.

That video can be found HERE

However, as you will see shortly, the lying cunt doesn’t rip any T-shirts up.

And as for “limbs everywhere”… Do me a fucking favour.

Then again, none of what he says is true.

Now, the day after the bombing, Carlos and his wife Melinda, who have both spent time in mental hospitals gave a phone interview to Maine Talk .Org.

The following are extracts of what Carlos said in that interview

But bare in mind, Carlos speaks English very badly for someone living in America so long and this fact reflects in the transcript:

I was across the street from where the bombs explode with Mélida. And what I saw in the beginning was a big fire coming out across the street from where we are at the time. And then the loud noise occur, and then the big smoke. And people running. And a second explosion just right after that.

My reaction was to just jump the fence, where the—to the street and cross to jump the second fence and landing in this area where was pretty much the serious injuries. You know, everybody was on the ground. There was broken limbs, people with no limbs, people totally passed out, so many injuries today. I never see in my life like this. You know, it was a very, very horrible moment in that particular moment there. People was running. And a lot of people was really doing a great job in handling the best we could at the time.

I just concentrate in removing the fence to help everybody coming to the scene. And then I concentrate on a young man who lost both of the limbs. I ripped up a T-shirt, and another gentleman helped me out, and we put this tourniquet on the legs. And then the first wheelchair that arrived, you know, I picked him up and put him in the wheelchair, and I dragged him out of there, because only I can do at the time. Read More

You will notice that Arrendondo has dropped the bit about the flags being blasted away and Bauman’s flaming shoulder.

Mind you, Jeff Bauman himself has now stated that he received severe burns to his back. But then again, Bauman is as big a liar as his partner in crime, Careless Carlos:

Bauman’s remarkably quick recovery has even surprised his medical team.

“It’s insane,’’ he said. “I’m a quick healer. They were calling me ‘Wolverine.’ It’s an X-Men, the guy that heals really quick, because I have burns, and they were gone (quickly). I know it was great care – the nurses tending to my wounds every day that helped me. But (after) four weeks …my burns were almost gone.”   Source

No they wasn’t Stumpy… You didn’t have any burns in the first place.

 

I am however glad that the Cowboy is still promoting the myth about him pulling the fence down though. The reason for this will become clear shortly.

As for the cunt stating that; the first wheelchair that arrived, you know, I picked him up and put him in the wheelchair, and I dragged him out of there, because only I can do at the time.

Tut, tut Carlos. Real heroes don’t need to tell lies. Telling lies is the pastime of scumbags, don’t cha know… Ya fucking scumbag.

And here is another version of events from the lying cunt:

… “It was like an IED [improvised explosive device],” he said. “It broke everybody’s legs. Two ladies at my left side were knocked unconscious. They lost their legs. I was putting pieces of clothing on their legs to stop the bleeding and called for assistance. Someone came and we helped get them in wheelchairs.”

No it didn’t break everybodys legs Carlos you cunt.

And, I will prove that you didn’t put pieces of clothing on their legs either.

Carry on:

Both husband and wife had been sitting in the bleachers. After the first explosion, Arredondo jumped the fence.

“My first reaction was to run toward the people,” he said. “There was so much commotion and a lot of people running away. I was one of the first to help people and God protected me. It was horrific.”

…. “Carlos was a real hero,” said John Mixon, 60, of Ogunquit, Maine. “He jumped right over the fence even before there were police and tried to help people.”

No, he didn’t John Mixon. You too are a lying cunt.

What actually happened was a policeman gave Carlos a leg up.

Mind you, good old John Mixon knows how to spin a yarn too:

“It knocked me right out of the bleachers,” Mixon said, his voice still quivering two and a half hours later. “It was definitely a bomb. You could smell the explosives.”

Mixon and Carlos Arredondo, the father of one of those fallen soldiers, charged across the street to help the spectators who had lined up behind a snow fence four and five deep to watch the finish.

What they encountered was worse than anything Mixon, a Vietnam veteran, had seen overseas.

“When we got over there, it was just a pile of bodies – people with legs missing,” Mixon said Monday evening. “It was absolutely like a war scene. This was worse, because it was all innocent people, just defenseless. They were just lying in a pile, gunpowder all over them, burnt.”

…The two friends crossed the street and Mixon started ripping away the snow fence and scaffolding to get at the victims. Arredondo vaulted it and tried using his clothes and towels to stanch the victims’ bleeding but they were hurt too badly.

Both men helped get one of the spectators, missing both legs, into a wheelchair that race medical staff had brought.

“I kept talking to him. I kept saying, ‘Stay with me, stay with me,’ ” Arredondo said.

…Authorities reported finding two more devices that were not detonated, as well as a fire at the JFK Library that does not appear to be connected.

Mixon and Arredondo sat in Mixon’s daughter’s apartment Monday night, trying to come to grips with what had just happened.

Arredondo’s sweatshirt was smeared with blood. So, too, were the cluster of flags he had somehow held onto as they retreated from the finish line.

Mixon said it had been a horrific experience.

“I’m in shock. We’re both still in shock.” Source

Stop fucking laughing!

And then there is this bullshit from Mixon:

Images from the horrific scene show Arredondo, 52, wearing a distinctive cowboy hat, making his way past barricades to help a man with severe leg injuries. Arredondo and his friend, Jim Mixon, part of a group cheering on runners competing in memory of fallen military members, wrapped makeshift tourniquets fashioned from clothes around the man’s legs.

They lifted the man onto a wheelchair, and Arredondo accompanied him to an ambulance blocks away.

“He was so calm,” Mixon, of Olgunquit, Me., said in a phone interview Tuesday. “The police were telling us to get out of there, there may be other bombs. But everybody was running away and nobody was going toward the victims. We figured we had to help.” Source

I don’t remember any policemen telling them to get out of there. Very strange considering that it was a policeman who gave Carlos a leg up to get over the barrier.

The report then goes on to talk about Carlos’s wife Melinda… She too is a lying cunt:

…She sought shelter on the other side of the street by the Boston Public Library, but couldn’t find her husband.

“I couldn’t even get a text to him,” she said. Eyewitnesses reported that cell phones were blocked by the deluge of calls after the explosions. “Then I saw him, covered in blood.”

Her husband was “rinsed off and sent on his happy way,” according to Melida Arredondo. “I took the train home. I was nervous and didn’t know where to go at first. It was a bit confusing.” Source

Her husband was “rinsed off and sent on his happy way,” ???

Really Melinda… Thats not what the above video evidence shows.

But of all the many accounts that Carlos gave , the following  report is my favourite:

‘There was blood on the floor, blood everywhere. Then what you saw was ribs, everywhere, I mean everywhere…’ Mr Arredondo said afterwards. Source

Just reading that back to myself makes me want a portion of spare ribs.

Here is what really happened on that day.

 

Carlos Arrendondo ;  you, ya cunt are a lying scumbag.

Yet people are still taken in by this abomination of a man – as well as being taken in by the other, lying, twisted, money grabbing cunts who took part in this charade.

Carlos was even given a brand new truck on August 21^st for his so called act of bravery:

Carlos Arredondo, the Gold Star father who became a symbol of bravery amid the chaos of the Boston Marathon bombings, has received a brand new truck as thanks.

Herb Chambers donated a 2013 Toyota Tacoma to Arredondo, who was immortalized in a gripping photo aiding a victim. Arredondo, whose son, Marine Lance Cpl. Alexander Arredondo, was killed in Iraq in 2004, already was known as a peace activist.

Chambers said, “When we heard about a grassroots fundraising campaign to help buy Carlos a new truck, we wanted to help. We hope Carlos and his family enjoy this new truck and know how grateful we are for his act of heroism.” Read More

Talk about taking the piss.

Those trucks cost between $18,000 – $28,000.

Honest to Dog these people need bringing to justice. They are obtaining money via deception.

Now, much has been made of the fact that Carlos’s son Alexander died in Iraq and his other son, Brian committed suicide because of his brother’s death:

… Lance Cpl. Alexander Arredondo, whose mother was from Bangor, Maine, served two tours in Iraq with the Marines. The news of his death on Aug. 25, 2004, devastated his younger brother, Brian, who hung himself in 2011 at the age of 24.

Would you kill yourself if your brother died?  Seven fucking years later?

And, Carlos also tried to kill himself… Apparently.

How implausible does this sound:

Carlos was in Florida on August 25th 2004, when military officials came to tell him that Alex was dead. He was so distraught he grabbed some gasoline and tried to set himself on fire in the van the military officials had driven.

A Second Loss

“I was very fortunate and lucky, when the van where I was that caught on fire and blew up,” said Carlos. “It threw me out of the van, I survived that moment… The situation, sometimes, it takes a bit of a second just to happen.”

Carlos says that was a suicide attempt, and it was a sign of things to come for Carlos, Melida and Brian, Carlos’ younger son, as they all struggled to deal with Alex’s death. They all suffered mental and sometimes physical problems. Source

My Dog, he was lucky wasn’t he?

Lets hear the full story:

Carlos Arredondo, a native Costa Rican, stands in a parking lot of a Holiday Inn in Portland, Maine, next to his green Nissan pickup truck. The truck, its tailgate folded down, carries a flag-draped coffin and is adorned with pictures of his son, Lance Cpl. Alexander S. Arredondo, 20, a Marine killed in Iraq in 2004. The truck and a trailer he pulls with it have become a mobile shrine to his boy. He drives around the country, with the aid of donations, evoking a mixture of sympathy and hostility. There are white crosses with the names of other boys killed in the war. Combat boots are nailed to the side of the display. There is a wheelchair, covered in colored ribbons, fixed to the roof of the cab. There is Alex’s military uniform and boots, poster-size pictures of the young Marine shown on the streets of Najaf, in his formal Marine portrait, and then lying, his hands folded in white gloves, in his coffin. A metal sign on the back of the truck bears a gold star and reads: “USMC L/CPL ALEXANDER S. ARREDONDO.”

“This is what happens every week to some family in America,” says Carlos. “This is what war does. And this is the grief and pain the government does not want people to see.”

Alex, from a working-class immigrant family, was lured into the military a month before Sept. 11, 2001. The Marine recruiters made the usual appeals to patriotism, promised that he would be trained for a career, go to college and become a man. They included a $10,000 sign-on bonus. Alex was in the Marine units that invaded Iraq. His father, chained to the news reports, listening to the radio and two televisions at the same time, was increasingly distraught. “I hear nothing about my son for days and days,” he says. “It was too much, too much, too much for parents.”   

Alex, in August 2004, was back in Iraq for a second tour. In one of his last phone calls, Alex told him: “Dad, I call you because, to say, you know, we’ve been fighting for many, many days already, and I want to tell you that I love you and I don’t want you to forget me.” His father answered: “Of course I love you, and I don’t want—I never forget you.” The last message the family received was an e-mail around that time which read: “Watch the news online. Check the news, and tell everyone that I love them.”

Twenty days later, on Aug. 25, a U.S. government van pulled up in front of Carlos’ home in Hollywood, Fla. It was Carlos’ 44th birthday and he was expecting a birthday call from Alex. “I saw the van and thought maybe Alex had come home to surprise me for my birthday or maybe they were coming to recruit my other son, Brian,” he says. Three Marine officers climbed out of the van. One asked, “Are you Carlos Arredondo?” He answered “yes.”

“I’m sorry, we’re here to notify you about the death of Lance Cpl. Arredondo,” one of the officers told him. Alex was the 968th soldier or Marine to be killed in the Iraq war.

“I tried to process this in my head,” Carlos says. “I never hear that. I remember how my body felt. I got a rush of blood to my body. I felt like it’s the worst thing in my life. It is my worst fear. I could not believe what they were telling me.”

Carlos turned and ran into the house to find his mother, who was in the kitchen making him a birthday cake. “I cried, ‘Mama! Mama! They are telling me Alex got killed! Alex got killed! They kill Alex! They kill Alex! They kill Alex!” His mother crumbled in grief.

Carlos went to the large picture of his son in the living room and held it. Carlos asked the Marines to leave several times over the next 20 minutes, but the Marines refused, saying they had to wait for his wife. “I did this because I was in denial. I think if they leave none of this will happen.”

Crazed and distraught with grief, the father went into his garage and took out five gallons of gasoline and a propane torch. He walked past the three Marines in their dress blues and began to smash the windows of the government van with a hammer.

“I went into the van,” he says. “I poured gasoline on the seats. I pour gasoline on the floor and in the gas tank. I was, like, looking for my son. I was screaming and yelling for him. I remember that one day he left in a van and now he’s not there. I destroy everything. The pain I feel is the pain of what I learned from war. I was wearing only socks and no shoes. I was wearing shorts. The fumes were powerful and I could not breathe no more, even though I broke the windows.”

As Carlos stepped out of the van, he ignited the propane torch inside the vehicle. It started a fire that “threw me from the driver’s seat backwards onto the ground.” His clothes caught fire. It felt “like thousands of needles stabbing into my body.” He ran across the street and fell onto the grass. His mother followed him and pulled off his shirt and socks, which were on fire, as he screamed “Mama! Mama! My feet are burning! My feet are burning!”

The Marines dragged him away and he remembers one of them saying, “The van is going to blow! The van is going to blow!” The van erupted in a fireball and the rush of hot air, he says, swept over him.

The Marines called a fire truck and an ambulance. Carlos sustained second- and third-degree burns over 26 percent of his body. As I talk to him in the Portland parking lot he shows me the burn scars on his legs. The government chose not to prosecute him.

“I wake up in the hospital two days later and I was tied with tubes in my mouth,” he says. “When they take the tubes out I say, ‘I want to be with my son. I want to be with my son.’ Somebody was telling me my son had died. I get very emotional. I kept saying ‘I want to be with my son’ and they think I want to commit suicide.”

He had no health insurance. His medical bills soon climbed to $55,000. On Sept. 2, 2004, Carlos, transported in a stretcher, attended his son’s wake at the Rodgers Funeral Home in Jamaica Plain, Mass. He lifted himself, with the help of those around him, from his stretcher, and when he reached his son’s open casket he kissed his child.

“I held his head and when I put my hands in the back of his head I felt the huge hole where the sniper bullet had come out,” he says. “I climbed into the casket. I lay on top of my son. I apologized to him because I did not do enough to avoid this.”   

Arredondo began to collect items that memorialized his son’s life. He tacked them to his truck. A funeral home in Boston donated a casket to the display. He began to attend anti-war events, at times flying the American flag upside down to signal distress.

He has taken his shrine to the Mall in Washington, D.C., and Times Square in New York City. He has traveled throughout the country presenting to the public a visual expression of death and grief. He has placed some of his son’s favorite childhood toys and belongings in the coffin, including a soccer ball, a pair of shoes, a baseball and a Winnie the Pooh.

The power of his images, which force onlookers to confront the fact that the essence of war is death, has angered some who prefer to keep war sanitized and wrapped in the patriotic slogans of glory, honor and heroism. Three years ago vandals defaced his son’s gravestone.“I don’t speak,” he says. “I show people war. I show them the caskets they are not allowed to see. If people don’t see what war does they don’t feel it. If they don’t feel it they don’t care.”

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So, he was dressed in only shorts and socks but his Mother pulled his shirt off.

His medical bill was $55,000 but no one says how it was paid off … Interesting.

He was that badly hurt that he attended the funeral on a stretcher.

And he felt a big hole on the back of his son’s head where the bullet had come out. This would obviously indicate that the bullet entered via his face.

Okay.

Course, that version is different to the CNN version:

The events started around 2:15 p.m. when three Marine casualty officers arrived at the home to inform the Arredondo family of the death.

Arredondo went to his garage and came out carrying a propane tank, a gallon of gasoline and a welder’s torch, police spokesman Tony Rode said.

The Marines tried to calm him, Rode said, but Arredondo smashed the window of their van, got inside and doused it with the gasoline.

Then he set it on fire.

“Unfortunately, the man was caught in the fire,” a police statement said.

Video showed the van engulfed in flames.

The three Marines pulled the father from the burning van and had him “drop and roll,” police said.

Arredondo was taken to a hospital and then to a burn center in Miami, Florida, with serious burns over much of his body.

“A bad situation turned ugly is what happened,” Rode said.

“He’s actually inside and, at one point, comes out of the vehicle pretty much on fire,” Rode said. “He was burning on his arms, legs and hands.” Source

Fuck me our Carlos is a strong old boy if he can carry a propane tank, a gallon of gasoline and a welder’s torch all in one… A don’t forget the hammer… And a lighter.

Course, when the 3 Marines saw him so heavily laden, you would have thought that they might at least suspect him of being up to something and try to stop him… But where is the fun in that.

I will remind you of Arredondo’s memory of the circumstances after lighting the fire:

As Carlos stepped out of the van, he ignited the propane torch inside the vehicle. It started a fire that “threw me from the driver’s seat backwards onto the ground.” His clothes caught fire. It felt “like thousands of needles stabbing into my body.” He ran across the street and fell onto the grass. His mother followed him and pulled off his shirt and socks, which were on fire, as he screamed “Mama! Mama! My feet are burning! My feet are burning!”

Which is in complete contrast to what CNN reported:

The three Marines pulled the father from the burning van and had him “drop and roll,” police said.

Hmmm.

Events appear to change again when Carlos and Melinda gave a radio interview in 2007:

AMY GOODMAN: Carlos and Melida join us today from a studio in Boston. We welcome you both toDemocracy Now!

CARLOS ARREDONDO: Good morning.

MELIDA ARREDONDO: Good morning, Amy.

AMY GOODMAN: Well, Carlos, you became a national story, horrifying as it is to say that, two years ago, when you learned of your son’s death, who was killed August 25th, 2004. Can you talk about that day and where you were?

CARLOS ARREDONDO: Yeah. That day was my 46th birthday and — my 44th birthday. I was in Hollywood, Florida, and I was expecting the phone call from my son Alexander who — he never missed a call for my birthday, and pretty much I was outside my house, waiting for my wife to come home to celebrate my birthday. My mother was at the house.

And the next thing I know, three U.S. Marines, a casualty team, came to my house. And they pretty much parked in front of my house. And for a moment I thought it was a surprise from my son Alex. I thought he was home. And the next thing I know, they are out telling me my son Alexander, Lance Corporal Alexander Arredondo was killed in Iraq, and no scripts for that kind of news. No scripts for that kind of situation. I pretty much spent almost a half-hour asking three different times the U.S. Marine team to leave my house. They never was prepared about the situation. They never asked me to come inside the house. They never supported me or helped me mentally, because I run around the house. I asked three different times to leave my house, and they still not leave my house.

My second time that I attempt to leave, I walk out with a hammer, five pound hammer, to pretty much ask them to leave my house, otherwise I’ll destroy their van, and still nothing happened. My third time, almost half-hour later, I asked them to leave my house. And at that time, you know, I walk out with five gallons of gasoline, a propane torch, and I started destroying the U.S. Marine van that was in front of my house with a hammer and destroy everything, threw everything all over the place and poured it with gasoline and then opened the gas —- propane torch, and which the van blew up with myself inside. Luckily I was near the driving side door, which explosion threw me out to the street on fire, and I get 26% of my body burned. And I’m still suffering that consequences, but I’ve been speaking -—

AMY GOODMAN: Your mother had tried to pull you out of the van before it lit, and that set off the torch in your hand?

CARLOS ARREDONDO: That’s correct. My mother was the whole time, was at the door screaming and yelling for help. And she doesn’t speak English, but she was yelling so loud, you know, anybody can — for the help that she was asking, nobody was around. The Marines was in the same spot the whole time. When I tried to reach the driver’s side door, because the fumes of the gasoline was very strong, I cannot breathe, pretty much, that’s when my mother reached into my hand and pulled me — tried to pull me out. That’s when I pressed the button which ignited the flames. That’s when the explosion occurred.

AMY GOODMAN: And at that point — as we turn to your wife, Melida — at that point, Melida, you were just pulling up in the car?

MELIDA ARREDONDO: That’s right. I had just turned the corner to the house, and I saw ahead something on fire, and I was perplexed. And I thought it was a house, and then I approached. I saw was a van. Then I realized the van was in front of my home, and then on the other side of the street I saw my husband with a Marine sitting on top of him, and my husband was burned.

AMY GOODMAN: What happened next?

MELIDA ARREDONDO: I pulled up. I tried to stop the car right in front, but the Marine said to me, “No, no, no! Go! Go! The van’s going to blow! The van’s going to blow!” So I had to drive the car to the corner and then run back, and the van did blow two or three times. And as I approached Carlos, the thing that I noticed the most was his skin. He also had a shirt over his eyes with the Marine on top of him. The shirt was like over his head. And I tried to relax Carlos as much as possible, saying, “Relax, relax. Okay, calm down, calm down.”

And finally, the Marine let go, and we got the shirt out from over his head, because my husband couldn’t really breathe very well between the pressure and the smell of the smoke and everything. He did have some smoke inhalation. And at that point, we were surrounded by helicopters, press, ambulances, fire trucks, neighbors. It became sensational within seconds.

My mother-in-law said, “Here, here, the phone. It’s Brian. It’s Brian.” She said it in Spanish. And Brian is my younger stepson, and he was with his mom in Maine during that period. And he asked, “Where is dad?” And I said, “Oh my God, Brian! Oh my God! Turn on the TV! Turn on the TV!” He did. He said, “What’s going on? There’s dad! There’s dad!” It was being shown live in Maine, as it was all around the country. And I’m saying to him, “Yes, your father lost it. He couldn’t deal with it, you know. Alex is gone and — I’m sorry, Brian.” He said, “Well, I —” Brian was basically almost crying, and he said, “Well, I called to wish dad a happy birthday.”

AMY GOODMAN: And Brian then was seventeen years old?

MELIDA ARREDONDO: At that time, he was sixteen.

AMY GOODMAN: Sixteen. We’re talking to Melida and Carlos Arredondo. Two years ago, Carlos’s son, Melida’s stepson, died in Najaf in Iraq. That was two years ago, Carlos. After that, what happened? Did you start speaking out right away? How long did it take you? And how long has it taken you to heal physically? And then we can talk about emotionally.

CARLOS ARREDONDO: Well, it pretty much, you know, it took some time, you know, just to deal with the mourning and with Alexander’s death and also the issue about me not being an American citizen. I am a legal resident, and so I was trying not to get in trouble with that issue, because I might be deported. At the time when I was in the hospital, I thought I was going to be ended up in Guantanamo, because, you know, I pretty much targeted a U.S. government property.

And all that was taken care. I am still speaking out pretty much. Almost a year later, we started speaking out. And when the 2,000 casualty, whose name was Alexander also, that’s when pretty much I put together my display that have been going across country, bringing to cities and towns, to Washington, to the Congress and everywhere I can, like asking people have a little bit of feelings about all this nonsense war.

AMY GOODMAN: Carlos, before we talk about the coffin that you take around the country, I wanted to go back to this issue of you being legal resident, an immigrant from Costa Rica?

CARLOS ARREDONDO: Correct.

AMY GOODMAN: Now, you have applied for citizenship but have not gotten it, even after your son died in Iraq?

CARLOS ARREDONDO: No, because the reason is everybody got to wait in line. And when I moved from Massachusetts to Hollywood, Florida, I ended up moving my documents to my new state, and so I ended up going to the last of the list — line. And then when I move back to Massachusetts for my son’s burial, also to come back to Massachusetts, my citizenship application ended up being once again in line, in the bottom line of all those applications that are waiting. And at this point, I’m not too sure where my number is right now in that line….

So, Carlos had huge medical bills and he wasn’t an American Citizen. He was then granted citizenship, despite being a nutter who sets fire to government property and his medical bills disappeared… Interesting.

Well, to be more exact, his medical bills were “forgiven”:

Arredondo had severe burns on more than 25 percent of his body, and spent months recovering. A $47,000 hospital bill at Jackson Memorial Hospital in Miami was forgiven. Arredondo apologized for his actions, and he wasn’t prosecuted for damaging the van. Source

And why, p[ray tell was he not charged for the van:

Saying they understand his pain, Hollywood police and the U.S. Marine Corps on Thursday said they would not seek any criminal or federal charges against Arredondo for destroying a 2004, nine-seat Chevrolet van, worth about $14,000-$16,000. Source

How bizarre. If only the authorities were always that lenient.

Never the less, he must have been very badly hurt mustn’t he?

Yes, says the Washington Post after interviewing Carlos in January 2005:

Every bit of Arredondo’s skin is coated with antibiotic cream. His left palm has glass in it from when three Marines informed him that Alex was dead and he began smashing the windows of their van. His lower legs, which received the worst of the burns from when he splashed gasoline in the van and ignited it, are stained the color of cranberries. His hair, cut off in the hospital, is only now starting to grow back. His fingernails, ruined when he used his hands to claw holes in Alex’s grave for flowers, are all gone.

Even now, so many months later, no longer unconscious in a hospital burn unit, no longer restrained to his hospital bed as a precaution against suicide, no longer gasping as his skin is pulled off with tweezers, no longer encased in bandages, forgiven by the Marines, Arredondo says he does not know why he did what he did. Source

 

Sounds to me more like a case of, you scratch the Feds back, they’ll scratch yours… Carlos, me old son. If you are a hero, then I am the King of England… Cunt.

Right, that is enough about that cock sucker.

Now, remember I told you to remember Rene Fielding, the bird I had circled in the photos of Carlos?

On February 17^th 2012, the Mayor of Boston made the following announcement:

Mayor Thomas M. Menino announced today that Rene Fielding has been named Acting Director of the Mayor’s Office of Emergency Management (OEM). In this capacity, Fielding will have direct oversight of the office’s emergency planning, training, and exercise programs and manage relationships with regional, state, and federal homeland security partners.

 Fielding succeeds current Director Donald McGough, who is leaving to be Assistant Vice President for Risk, Strategy, and Business Continuity at the Federal Reserve Bank of Boston. Fielding previously served as Deputy Director of OEM. This transition will be effective Friday, February 24.

“Rene has been a terrific asset to the Emergency Management team for several years and I am thrilled to see her expand her role with us.

Her experience working with the City’s first responders and coordinating emergency response plans makes her an outstanding leader for the agency during this period,” Mayor Menino said.  “I would also like to thank Don McGough for his dedication to making Boston a safer city. He leaves an outstanding legacy of community engagement around preparedness.”

So, it is lucky that she was on the scene, blue latex gloves already on, within 2 minutes of the first bomb going off wasn’t it?

 

I’m not going to dwell too much on the Zionist Rene Fieldings involvement.

Needless to say, that she subsequently closed the City of Boston down giving its citizens no time to stock up on supplies.

This was of course a test to see how people would react to Marshal Law.

And as expected, they meekly complied.

You can read a full account of Rene Fieldings activities on this false flag by clicking HERE

 

Finally, I was going to include a large section about the so called victims in this article. And boy, do I have some incriminating stuff on that bunch of cunts.

However, at 13,000 words, this piece of writing is already far too long for some of those with short attention spans.

Therefore, I will leave it here for now. However, these elite cunts cannot be allowed to get away with this.

The pressure has to be kept up on then.

Especially so now that they have fucked up so big with the Washington fiasco.

Let’s go to war.