Great article!
Love and blessings to Neil Keenan and crew
If you are interested in supporting Neil Keenan's Cause, see
Jean's blog for how to donate through bit-coin. They are using bit-coin
so the funds cannot be stolen or tracked by the cabal.
Here are two links to info on what this is all about and how to
support Neil's efforts through bit-coin
Here is the link to the
article below
NEIL
KEENAN UPDATE: THE GREAT ESCAPE, NEWS ON GOLD, AND CLEANING HOUSE
Ø Fifty years ago
today – JFK, NFK, and the heroism of stubborn Irishmen
Ø Details of Keenan’s narrow escape from abduction at
airport
Ø Help from the Family in the nick of time
Ø The hideout in the hills – U.S. good guys step in
Ø “Like a video game” – Keenan in the hills with special
forces protectors, watches the cabal hit team get nabbed…and gets in a punch or
two himself
Ø Yeah, but what about the Accounts? The view from here
Ø George Soros and the Emperor of Japan – Illuminati
gold-grab underway…but the Family will step in to stop them
Ø OITC goes after Karen Hudes – Keenan steps in
Ø Hudes expert on her turf – OITC a fraud on every turf
Ø Nelu’s case now in line for the Supreme court
by Michael Henry Dunn
November 22, 2013
Fifty years ago today, the conscienceless sociopaths who want us
to believe they run the world brutally murdered our president. John F.
Kennedy knew the risks he took when he opposed and undermined the sick sect of
bloodlines and bankers behind the Federal Reserve. But to Kennedy, it was
apparently a closed question – he simply would not stand by and allow the
slaughter and enslavement of millions under his watch. He knew that
signing the Green Hilton Memorial Agreement and Presidential Directive #11110
to give control of America’s money back to America’s people was tantamount to
signing his own death warrant. With the characteristic Kennedy blend of
guts and arrogance, he did it anyway, and paid with his life. From JFK’s
point of view, he had no choice – to cooperate or even to look the other way
was simply unthinkable.
Or as Neil Keenan put it to me one day – “Yeah, I could take the
money and walk 
away.
But what’s the point if we all end up dead from these people?”
away.
But what’s the point if we all end up dead from these people?”
Every president we’ve had since that horrific day in Dallas has
absorbed the ugly lesson, and has chosen to look the other way as the genocidal
agenda proceeded. “Better to be a live mouse than a dead lion,” they
reasoned.
But John Kennedy’s legacy and legend lives and grows, while they
are already being forgotten.
Maybe there’s something in the history of the Irish race that
taught us to embrace foolhardy risks in the name of hopeless causes.
After helping win the American Civil War, the immigrant sons of Ireland
(my great-grandfather among them) banded together and headed north to conquer
Canada from Great Britain and trade it for the freedom of Ireland.
We tend to dream big. And Ireland is free today.
Well, most of it.
Which brings us to Neil F. Keenan. Or as the shorthand
now is, NFK.
I’m here to tell you that the same “presidential” family whose
chieftain planned the murder of John Kennedy fifty years ago attempted last
week to abduct and most likely kill Neil Keenan, and for the same reason: he
poses the greatest threat since Kennedy to their global crime syndicate through
his campaign to shut down their money spigot – the decades-long defrauding of
the Global Collateral Accounts.
For those who begin to find the whole story too improbable and
accuse Keenan of being a con, I have little patience. If Neil is a con
man, it’s the stupidest and most profitless con ever conceived. Having
sat at his side in stifling prisons, corrupt courtrooms, and watched his back
on crowded Jakarta streets (yeah, that’s how big our security budget really was
– the skinny writer who hasn’t handled a gun in thirty years was basically
Neil’s bodyguard for two months), and having sat in his hotel room as the
calls came in from finance ministers and intelligence contacts, and knowing
first-hand how he’s spent his fortune, risked his life, seen his best friend
killed, and endured months of tedious setbacks while turning down tainted
funding, my Irish flashes pretty fast when I read some internet wise-ass
holding forth on how Neil isn’t for real.
To them I will only say – “póg mo thóin ríoga na hÉireann.”
Neil is fond of that expression himself. Let’s just say it’s not an
invitation to kiss the Blarney Stone.
Here’s how it played out. NFK pushed his resources to the
limit and returned to Jakarta to try to wrap the deal up as the cabal closed
off his financial lifelines. Funds raised on the web are beginning to rise, but
getting them to Neil was difficult. Still trying to free his partner Nelu from
prison, still lining up allies to wrest control of the Accounts, still
recovering from a poison attempt (yes, it really happened), still fending off
attacks on his reputation from people who should know better, he took a break
and went to the Starbucks at a nearby mall (the same one where many of these
posts were written), in the company of the gutsy and faithful Inchul Kim.
Neil’s a kidder. A virtually non-stop jokester. So
when he told Inchul to watch out for the big, well-muscled guy pretending to
read his laptop at a nearby table, Inchul was ready to laugh. But the look in
Neil’s eyes was different this time. He alerted Inchul to a second “watcher”
and told him to be ready to move. When Neil and Inchul made a sudden
exit, they drew the opposition out, and observed themselves being
followed. Having the advantage of knowing the territory (mall-cruising
being a favorite pastime…well, the only pastime, really), our friends returned
to their hotel in safety by a side exit.
But a blatant threat came through that night which let Neil know
that this time the heat was on, and that he was not simply being watched – the
people from Texas were now desperate to retrieve the Black Book by whatever
means necessary…and their means of persuasion are, as we know, vile, and Neil
would then be eliminated. He made the calculus and knew that staying in
Jakarta was not an option. His team was totally vulnerable, his friends would
be hurt or killed, and he himself would be taken.
So he left town fast….”got outta Dodge” as he later expressed it
to this writer.
He didn’t tell me until much later where he went. It doesn’t
matter now – he’s no longer there. But the cabal was in close pursuit, as those
who read the hacked Skype dialogue in which they clumsily attempted to pump
information from Jean Haines will know (similar attempts were made to other
contacts in Neil’s Skype account – some of whom assumed that it was just Keenan
playing with their heads as usual….but they wised up fast and the hackers got
zero information).
Pushed from the airport bus by an unseen hand, Keenan’s knee was
injured as he arrived at his destination (yes, the hackers did indeed, as they
claimed, observe him limping in surveillance footage). Slipping into the
bathroom, Mr. Keenan emerged moments later as someone else (he made me promise
not to divulge the details of his disguise – let’s just say it didn’t involve a
dress or panty-hose, but maybe did include a foreign accent and a Groucho
nose).
He at once saw the waiting team of thugs outside searching for
him. He walked right between them, feebly excusing himself in Swahili (or
was it Ukrainian? I’ll let you figure it out) while the bad guys exclaimed to
each other, “Where did he go?”
Okay, it was a blond wig and a fedora and some shades, and he was
speaking Spanish. “Permisa me” he muttered, and the bad guys let the old
man through. Next time, he says, it will be a new disguise. I
suggested Mrs. Doubtfire, but I think he’d rather be a Ninja.
It appears that the cabal wanted Neil to believe he was being met
by friendly Pentagon types, who would then escort him to an undisclosed
location from which he would never emerge.
Instead, he strolled on, bag in tow, thinking maybe he was
safe. And then he felt a hand on his arm.
“Mr. Keenan? Please come with me.”
A well-dressed Asian man. Smiling, and with a knowing look.
Keenan replied in Spanish to the effect that he was not Keenan.
“Please, Mr. Keenan. We would know you anywhere. I am
with Mr. —————. We need to get you to safety now.”
Instinct told Neil this was the right guy. They walked on,
left the airport, and were met by security forces of the good guys who escorted
Neil to a hideout in the wilderness. The Family and positive U.S.
military forces were instrumental in ensuring Keenan’s survival.
Here, I will have to leave it to your imaginations – those
oh-so-fertile web conspiracy think-tanks – to figure out who the good guys were
and where they took Mr. Keenan. It could have been Virginia. Or
maybe Belgium. I will only confirm that it was not Antarctica.
They were followed by a team of bad guys.
A perimeter was established. The cabal thugs came in,
unaware that their every move was watched on camera. NFK sat with the
special forces from hiding, watching surveillance footage on a laptop…loving
every minute, of course. “Like watching a video game – only with life and
death stakes,” said Neil. The bad guys were shooting at shadows and
noises, killing stray wildlife, not knowing they were actually the prey
themselves. Eleven of them were taken. Some skirmishes, but no blood was
shed. They were then taken out by helicopter to an undisclosed location –
one not of their choosing, where one hopes they are singing like canaries about
their erstwhile employers.
There were some close encounters. Neil (as he tells it) got to hit
somebody in a fight, before the professionals took over. “I loved it!”
At sixty-three, with a bad leg, his chances for mixing it up are
now few, and he was having a great time.
Soon he was “operational” and back in touch with the world,
working on the next steps. A few days later, his protectors decided it
was safe to move him. So now he’s somewhere else.
Hawaii, maybe? Either there, or Sasketchewan. Take
your pick. Beats me.
No sooner was he relatively safe (and being Neil Keenan is unsafe
by definition) than he had to go back on the offensive. As some may have
read, the zombie-fraud entity calling itself the Office of International
Treasury Control (or OITC) keeps attempting to rise from the dead with another
attack on Keenan, or, in the latest instance, on World Bank whistle-blower
Karen Hudes. Occasionally, it is necessary to republish the facts on
OITC. This Wikipedia
article should suffice, which states:
“The Office of International Treasury Control (OITC) is a
seemingly elaborate fraudulent organization which claims to be associated with
the United Nations
and the Federal
Reserve, the central
bank of the United
States. It has attempted to deceive people and organizations in Ecuador, Fiji and the United Kingdom.
The UN and Federal Reserve have denied any knowledge of or connection with
OITC.[1][2]
The purpose of the hoax is unknown.
Curiously, the OITC purports to be a highly secret organization
whose existence cannot be proven or disproven by internet research, and yet it
maintains its own very public website. The OITC website does not explain why a
highly secretive organization would want, or need, to maintain such a website;
nor does the website explain why such an apparently wealthy organization would
have such a badly designed website with many typographical errors.”
In an exchange published on the pro-OITC site Rumormillnews, OITC
promoter David Crayford mounted an attack on Karen Hudes, once again claiming
that OITC is the true claimant to control of the Global Collateral
Accounts. As with Neil Keenan, Hudes represents competition to their
profit-scheme, so she was attacked. While it may be true that Ms. Hudes has
often stepped outside of her area of expertise in many interviews (as with her
ill-advised warnings of Comet Ison actually being planet Nebiru, about to
impact Earth’s gravitational field with disastrous consequences which were to
have occurred a week ago now), she is in fact a twenty-year veteran counsel
with the cabal-created and controlled World Bank who is attempting to alert the
world to the corrupt oligarchy’s agenda. On her own turf, her information is
important. Keenan recently stated that he is still open to communication
with Hudes, if a clean understanding were reached. Meanwhile, the enemy of my
enemy is my friend. Hence this reminder about the fraud-riddled history
of the OITC.
A side note: the guy calling himself “Anonymous” on the
Hudes-Crayford thread over at Rumormill is none other than our old friend Keith
Scott, attempting to emerge from obscurity. As usual, Keenan’s
intelligence sources have the drop on Mr. Scott. (He’s in your laptop,
Keith!)
Meanwhile, the Nazi escapees from Houston and their Illuminati
network are still desperately trying to grab the gold, find the Book, and
continue to defraud the Global Collateral Accounts. As reported earlier, George
Soros personally went to Indonesia to hand out enormous bribes to the Elders
(and some non-Elders as well) to obtain access to the bunkers and tunnels where
Account assets have been stored since WWII. Days later, Keenan suffered
the poisoning attempt, after which intelligence sources reported that Soros
(upon return to D.C.) was heard to state, “We almost got Keenan.”
An important note: deep thanks to Dr. Edward Group of the Global
Healing Center for the special anti-poison kits provided to Mr. Keenan.
These saved his life. Neil suggested I add pungent details about the
manner in which these kits work, but it’s enough to state that they are an
“intense purgative.”
Soros and the Emperor of Japan are now working on a plan to remove
the vast gold troves from Indonesia, which is now a blown cover, but the Family
is keeping a close eye on this attempt. The Emperor’s efforts to help the
cabal steal the Family’s gold in South Korea are also being closely monitored,
and they will not succeed. “The Family is ready to deal with them,”
according to NFK, “and with anyone attempting to sell the Family’s gold.”
Back in Jakarta, our friend Nelu’s case now moves back (again)
into line for the Supreme Court, where we still hope that justice may be
done, and that this innocent and good man will finally taste the air of freedom
after a year and a half of unjust imprisonment.
As always, word of major moves by the Good Guys is in the wind.
Maybe this time it’s for real. I have no idea. I don’t pretend to know
how Neil intends to pull this off (on the need-to-know basis, I am mercifully
on the periphery). I only know NFK has lived to fight another day. For
which we should all be grateful.
Michael Henry Dunn
2 comments:
Keenan is not only a con but so is Michael Henry Dunn who wrote this article. All this is fabricated bullshit just like the dinar gurus. Don't think Keenan isn't making money from this dime book mystery novel he is perpetrating.
...said the anonymous shill.
Post a Comment