The alligator at our door:’Takedown of America from within’
Thursday, November 15, 2012
I met with my “intelligence insider” source yesterday, but the discussion was not about Benghazi or foreign affairs. He told me that he wanted to talk about something even more important right now, something that the federal government does not want us to talk about. Something that is shaking the “elite” to their very cores. Naturally, that certainly got my attention, as it should yours. We walked along a dirt pathway in the middle of nowhere, far away from prying eyes and ears, at least the ones we could see.
He told me about a Louisiana woman who bought a stately, two story home on an expanse of property that included a picturesque pond and cypress swamps situated directly behind the mansion. When she first moved in, she noticed a relatively small baby alligator sunning on the bank of the pond located nearest the house. Every day, the woman would hang clothes to dry on a clothes line attached to a rear pillar of the expansive back porch. Initially, it was out of respect that she would take a freshly slaughtered chicken outside with her, tossing it to the alligator before hanging the clothes on the line. As months turned into years, she began to buy fresh turkeys instead of the smaller chickens to feed the growing alligator. First it was one, then two a day.
One day when she did not keep to her normal routine of hanging clothes outside, she heard a loud banging on her back door. The banging was not the knock of a friendly visitor, but of something much more menacing. Peering out of the window in her study located at the rear corner of her home, she was horrified to see a well nourished, 12-foot long monster banging its snout against the back of the house. It was no longer the small, lean reptile she once knew. The banging was nearly continuous and becoming more incessant, as the alligator demanded his gluttonous due.