and then they came for William Barr

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

I really believe the fate of Attorney General William Barr, will seal the fate of America, for whatever happens to the Attorney General, will happen to America.

His words recorded  at this moment are an echo of the words spoken by former CIA Director William Colby, before his assassination, in stressing the necessity that Americans have to trust the system of government, or there will not be any nation at all.

There has been for sometime in the United States a continued manipulation of it's institutions by foreigners and the wealthy financiers to both degrade the United states financially, morally and as a race, in murdering off that race by contracted diseases and war.

It began with the Civil War, moved to the World Wars, the counter culture, the cultural wars, Obama and is in it's final stages.

William Barr's words haunt prophetic, as an American he is informing us that he is making his final stand. He expects not to survive this, and he expects his epitaph will toll an unflattering dirge for him. He seems aware that he is  among the transitional men of history who lost in their passing. Without any disrespect to the Attorney General, he is  an Oliver Cromwell or an Adolf Hitler, who knew when the forces arrayed against them prevailed, history would never let them be forgotten for the threat they were, just as General George Custer and General George Patton were a threat to those forces who have brought the world from the shining city on a hill to a debt ridden slum.

The Lame Cherry admires Attorney General William Barr as an American. There are few of them left and only William Barr is still speaking out, despite the consequences.

Below are the words of the Attorney General and what he knows what he is attempting to bring to Justice is the snake eating the tail.

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 Robert Mueller's statements did not reflect the views of the Justice Department.




 I think it's important that in this period of intense partisan feeling not to destroy our institutions. I think one of the ironies today is that people are saying it's President Trump shredding our institutions. I really see no evidence of that. From my perspective, the idea of resisting a democratically-elected president and basically throwing everything at him, you know, is really changing the norms on the grounds 'we have stop this president.
 

That's where that shredding of our norms and institutions are occurring.


“I think the activities were undertaken by a small group at the top which is one of the- probably one of the mistakes that has been made instead of running this as a normal Bureau investigation or counterintelligence investigation. It was done by the executives at the senior level, out of headquarters.


Like many others regarding intelligence activities, I had a lot of questions. I went in and got no answers that are satisfactory and, in fact, probably have more questions and some of the facts I've learned don't hang together with the official explanations of what happened. That's really all I will say, things are not jiving.

Republics have fallen because of Praetorian Guard mentality where government officials get very arrogant, they identify the national interest with their own political preferences and they feel that anyone who has a different opinion, you know, is somehow an enemy of the state.

And you know, there is that tendency that they know better and that, you know, they're there to protect as guardians of the people. That can easily translate into essentially supervening the will of the majority and getting your own way as a government official.

Saying it is "part of the craziness of the modern day that if the president uses a word it all of a sudden becomes off bounds. It's a perfectly good English word. I'll continue to use it.


 Well, I think Bob said that he was not going to engage in the analysis. He was not going to make a determination one way or the other. We analyzed the law and the facts, and a group of us spent a lot of time doing that and determined that both as a matter of law, many of the instances would not amount to obstruction as a matter of law.

In other words, we didn't agree with the legal analysis -- a lot of the legal analysis in the report. It did not reflect the views of the department. It was the views of a particular lawyer or lawyers, and so we applied what we thought was the right law.

 We live in a crazy hyper-partisan time and I knew it was only be a matter of time if I was behaving responsibly and calling them as I see them, that I'd be attacked because nowadays people don't care about the merits or the substance. They only care about who helps, benefits, whether my side benefits or the other side benefits.

Everything is gauged by politics and that antithetical to the way the department runs and any attorney general in this period is going to end up losing a lot of political capital and I realized that and that's one of the reasons why I was ultimately persuaded to take it on because I think at my stage in life it doesn't really make any difference.

Everyone dies and I don't believe in the Homeric idea that immortality comes by having odes sung about you over the centuries."

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from Obama with Racist love

Sure Zuck, I can help with that, trained this

guy personally, had him guarding Michelle when I was having boy time.

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

This Mic is out of here, as that goddamn jungle bunny,

got me a job with Shylock, guarding his Chow Mein.

 And so starts the saga of Liam Booth, a most misunderstood Irish American, being targeted by Mark Zuckerbeg, just because his wife keeps calling out during sex, "Secret Service Man".

Tuna boat coming to port vulva baby.

Booth had groped one household staffer, along with another, unnamed person, while they were all participating in an event at a sushi restaurant back in July 2018. “I’ll feed you something raw,” Booth allegedly told the household staffer, while grabbing his own crotch.
The same staffer said he also saw Booth slap another man’s crotch and grope his butt, and then ask him, “Are you still hungry?”

Does that say masturbation makes you go blonde or blind?

Mark Zuckerberg’s wife, Priscilla Chan, was incapable of driving because she was a “woman and Asian” and, he said, had “no peripheral vision.”

 You know a bro will sell you out every time nigger.

He allegedly said he “didn’t trust Black people” and added that “white lives matter more than Black lives.” Booth allegedly said that the Black Lives Matter movement is an example of “reverse racism” and bragged that he was doing his best to undermine Priscilla Chan’s “diversity hiring” policy.

 

It did you know that you were a sexual deviant trend setter?

 

Booth is accused of calling a transgender staffer an “it” rather than using that staffer’s preferred pronoun.

 

No man, I only hire White men to guard me, as  you can't trust niggers, 

Chincs can't see, Jews will sell you out and....hey I only hire White.

 

“With the United States Secret Service, I developed and implemented an unprecedented and sustainable training cycle program for all field office personnel to maintain and update the foundational skills associated with being a Secret Service agent. I co-authored the Congressional Briefing Book regarding current trends throughout the world concerning counterfeit operations. I also developed, managed, and supervised the overall planning, coordination, and implementation of a comprehensive security plan for the protection of the president of the United States during domestic and international travel.”

All Jew Chinese babies look like wee little leprechauns.

 

Obama says he can set me up with a 

public relations guy from Benghazi.....

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When an Iranian came to America

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

Now the way I heard it told, the principles in this were some Wyoming cowboys, a State Department ass kisser, some college boys who were armed gopher wardens, and a Shiras moose. Now that you know that, you can settle down for the story as knowing what you are dealing with in this faggots infested word is the best place to know not to end up in sodom.



So the year was 1973, and a guide out of Cody Wyoming. Out of Cody is kind  of a misnomer, as 50 miles out of Cody is like being 50 miles out of Rhode Island and being in a real state.
So the guide gets approached discreetly by some jaybird, who says he has a special hunter who wants a Shiras moose for his collection. All kind of shadows behind the curtain, but it comes out that it is the Shah of Iran's boy, Prince Riza.

The negotiator is all promise though that this prince is not like Prince Charles of England of them dandies. No the Shah's  boy is all one of the boys. Drinks water out of horse hoof prints, sleeps in his underwear in the snow, and used porcupine tooth picks to pick his teeth.

So all is agreed to, in the Prince, who sleeps like the boys as he is one of the boys, will be no trouble and needs only one pack horse as he uses his knife to shave, eat with, and sleep on at night as the is this frugal.


So the guide sends in the hunting guide, the cook and the horse wrangler 35 miles in, just north of Yellowstone, while he and his boy wait  for  the prince. The guide has the horses packed, saddled and ready, when his son said, "Dad I think we got a problem".

Well here came the prince,Abdul Reza Pahlavi , in a Jeep station wagon, loaded so heavy it was about busting the axel as it bladed the roads as it came grinding along in the wilderness.






Abdul Reza Pahlavi



Well the Persians get out, along with a State Department ass kisser. Here is what a State Department ass kisser looks like when it comes to ass kissing powerful rich people who might send some lucre your way for ass kissing.

State Department Ass Kisser


So with enough equipment to outfit and army, it is convey to the prince that all that equipment is not going to fit on one horse. So as the Persians were off sorting through things to decide what not to take along, the ass kisser begins instructing the cowboys on the proper etiquette in dealing with a prince.

No one is to speak to the prince directly. Everyone is to talk to the body guard to convey messages to he prince. The body guard is the size of a mountain and has an even larger Colt 45 pistol on his belt.
No one enters the prince's tent and the prince will dine alone. You know all the "one of the boys stuff".

About the time they are going to hit the saddles, up chugs a government gopher warden from Yellowstone, all breathless in delivering a message to the guide from his guide. It is short and to the point, "Do not camp over the divide, but stop on the other side tonight".

Well the guide thinks this is really great, as it must mean the grass is short of his string of ponies, as what else could it be. Yes what else could it be, but they get going all five of them, and it is a wonderful Wyoming early fall day of bright sun, crisp air and no cares in the world as they pull up the first camp for the night.

Well, about this time the body guard asks where the prince's tent is. That is a surprise as the prince being one of the boys was supposed to be sleeping under the stars, but the guide had a latrine tent, so the prince got that and the body guard got a pup tent the kids used.

So they get up the next morning as the prince stays in his tent all night, and are met by the other guide, who is promptly drawn upon by the body guard. That being settled, the guide asks the guide what is up with the note and he says that there is something screwy at their old camp site as the fish and wildlife have it all roped off, wood cut in piles , and a crap load of people are waiting around to meet the prince, who no one is supposed to know is even in the United States.
So the guide moved to a meadow no one knew about and set up the two wall tents there. That explained off they went, whereby the prince alighted from his horse, announced the big wall tent was his and disappeared.
The guides are puzzled as the prince is one of the boys, and was supposed to be sleeping with them, when not drinking water out of horse footy prints, but the prince gets the big tent, the guard gets  the latrine tent,  and the rest of them pile into the cook tent.

The tale of the tape is that the federal gopher police had arrived as the guide, wrangler and cook had set up camp in the rain, inside Yellowstone. You know the PEOPLE'S LAND, and ordered them off as they could not camp on their own land as they have for decades. 1973 and the assholes were in full anus mode already being hired by DC.

Next morning they are all up and rearing to go shoot a moose at 7 AM with horses saddled, except for the prince. Instead the guard comes forth and says the "prince will have hot tea, very sweet, when he calls for it", so the guides wait and the call for tea comes hours  later, along with the demand for hot water so he can wash his hair.

Around 10 AM the prince is rearing to go hunting moose. The guide asks for lunches as they might as well have an evening hunt. That sort of does not pan out as the prince demands to be back in camp at 4 PM.

This hunting goes on for 5 days in hunting when no moose are up and about, with the prince hidden away in his tent and the guard only making contact to feed him.

On day six, things change. The main party has been fishing and enjoying themselves when the guide comes in and says the prince has shot a moose. When the boss guide asks him about it, he says, "Well I was busting brush for the prince, and he must have wanted him, as this little moose came out, and he put two rounds from a 300 Weatherby magnum into the chest and down went the moose. I have left the royal party back at the kill and we are all under instructions to not move the moose until all the trophy photos have been taken".

 

So the guide, his kid and the wrangler head to the moose kill, and just about reaching it, here comes the
prince, the body guard and the ass kisser. Ass kisser  exclaims, "You won't believe it, but that dead moose just got up and ran away. The prince now states that you will take him on an evening moose hunt".

The guide looks at the other guide, and not wanting to cause an international incident, the guide takes the prince in his party out moose hunting while the boss returns to camp to mull things over and not saying a word.

When he gets to camp, Red the chef has been entertaining more gopher police who now start badgering the boss about why they are in this camp, and not the one the fish and game had built for them, and asking about the prince and wanting to meet him.
It is tallied that the prince is out hunting and will not be back until after dark, so the two feds move off back to fed land  quarters and who appears but a Wyoming game and fish gopher patrol. Now the boss knows the local guy is good at nosing out poached game, but he knows the warden is not that good as the boss does not even know where that dead moose is, so a conversation begins.

 The local asks the boss if the prince has a license. Asks if he has seen it. The boss says yes.  Then the local says, "I talked to the governor about all of this and he told me to mind my own business. Are you sure he has a license?"

"Yup", the boss says,"I have seen  it and  the governor himself has signed it".

People learn to lie a great deal when dealing with the government.

So off the Wyoming gopher warden rides, and just in time, as the prince rides into camp after his afternoon hunt.

The other guide tells the boss they need to talk, so they go to the stream to get some water as the prince goes to his tent and the guard goes to the latrine tent, and the rest of the boys are around the fire where supper is being made.

The guide says, "I know that moose is dead". That is about all that needs to be said, as the boss decides that this kind of bullshit is not going to fly, as what this is about is the  prince  got buck fever and  shot a little moose in being excited and now with the ass kisser plotted to let it rot, so as not to be humiliated.

Into the prince's tent the boss goes to the shock of the prince. He informs the prince as follows, "I know you shot that moose. I know it is dead. The hunt is over. You got your moose. You are going to tag it and we pack up and leave tomorrow as I am not going to lose my license to the state over this".

The prince then glares at the boss and hotly disputes the charges, which at this point the body guard appears, with 45 drawn and stuck in the gut of the boss with the prince behind him.
After some discussion in Persian talk, the prince negotiates that perhaps the guide and his crew could forget all of this, they could continue hunting as the prince could pay them to be forgetful.

The boss is insulted at the bribe and says the cowboys would be too. Besides if the gopher wardens got wind of this, and they would the first damn time an eagle lit on that moose  cadaver, and it would be the boss' ass in a sling.

With that understood, the hunt was over,  and for the first time, the prince ate out under the stars with the rest of the cowboys.

They packed the moose out, but it was our, as moose have thick hides and  spoil quickly, but the moose was packed out and in a few years Jimmy Carter betrayed the Shah  and his whole family fled for their lives as those British communist turban heads took over slaughtering their own and Americans.

Now don't get me wrong. I like Persians. The women are pretty. The men are handsome, but damn that majority in Obama London charge now just hate themselves and the rest of the world. Just makes for one big bad moose hunt each day.

That is though the story.

That is at least how I heard it when it was told to me.

 

Nuff Said


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