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Question?: Pdd 51

John asks…

Will Obama enact ……………………………..?

pdd 51 http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2007/05/20070509-12.html when his secretary of treasury declares a force majeure and the amero http://craphound.com/images/amerocoin.jpg is suggested as the only answer. The amero http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hiPrsc9g98&feature=related will serve as currency for the NAU http://www.newamericancentury.org/.

World leaders had this to say regarding the economic crisis http://innerstreams.net/forums/index.php?topic=706.0

When people realize that their money regardless of location will be depreciated, possibly .40cents on the dollar, will the civil unrest caused by this force the implementation of martial law http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYxTzDFofZQ ; as a result the U.S. will call on canada with the new agreement to send its army over to assist http://www.mainemediaresources.com/ffj_03120801b.htm ?

What the stock market thinks http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hiPrsc9g98&feature=related

The question is, are you ready?!
This is no conspiracy theory as one has suggested, I have provided you with substantial information (which your media will not). Feel free to research more.
Edit: when I last stated that this is not a conspiracy theory, I meant to state that this is NOT a fictional conspiracy and the theory is substantiated.
Thanks Shinji, I almost forgot to mention/post. Here is what FEMA is been up to. What would your box to say?


admin answers:

Ready for which thing…?
Imprisonment and execution in one of the 800 death camps here in the states,

Forcibly getting “chipped”,

codex alimentarus,

or Standing up to help in bringing it down!

Better to die fighting for what is right than to be put to death by those who only seek to murder and enslave.

If people refuse to defend the Constitution of these United States, then they truly do deserve to lose it. Unfortunately for us all, that process has already been set in motion.

Is everyone proud of their blindness and apathy now?

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47 days


Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.

~ Barack Obama

I am grateful that Liz has begun the process of reaching out to self-advocates. I am hopeful that through her conversations, the gap can be bridged, changes will be made and that when Autism Speaks it will be autistic voices that we hear.

~ Diary , August 2012


We lament the pace of change. It simply doesn’t happen fast enough to satisfy our hunger. Call us impatient. Go ahead, we’ve been called far worse. But we need the world to be different NOW. There is no time to wait. 

We scream and shout and we talk and cajole and we negotiate and politic and then …

And then we climb into bed at night and wonder if all that we did, all that we do, was and is for naught. We wonder if we stood and shouted into the air yet again, the wind taking our words before they could ever dream of being heard, having impact, making something – anything – different for our kids.

We cry and we fight, we scratch and we claw and we wonder …

We wonder if the very people who are meant to represent us, to support us, to help us, are really representing or supporting or helping us at all – or if perhaps, despite all the good they might be doing, if they’re also part of the problem.

We shake our heads (and our fists) and wonder how they could be getting it quite so wrong.

So wind or no wind, we keep talking. And we talk and we talk and we talk. And we listen. And we ask questions. And we offer solutions, suggestions, different paths. Real, solid alternatives to what we know isn’t working. Because banging on the walls and yelling isn’t enough.

And sometimes, the right person listens. If we talk enough the odds are good. 

And we begin to hear not just platitudes and empty promises but our words reflected back to us – our ideas winding into strategy and flowing into execution. And we realize that things are changing. That priorities are shifting. That attitudes and organizations and elected officials are listening. And evolving. More slowly than we’d like perhaps, but the monumental changes we seek simply do not happen overnight, no matter how much we may want and will them to. 

And in that moment, that very instant that we see something change, we know that it is possible. We can change the institutions that represent us. We can affect the process.

Autism Speaks put out a video yesterday. It looks different from what you may have seen them do in the past. For one thing, it prominently features autistic adults speaking for themselves.

Are people going to find plenty to take issue with? Yup. They always will. Autism is far too sticky and messy and God, it affects us all in so very many different ways – I can imagine almost nothing that will please everyone in one fell swoop. But is it a hell of a closer? Yup. Is change happening? It is.

The other night, I listened to Liz Feld, the President of Autism Speaks, speak to a room full of some 220 people. She talked about autistic young people transitioning to adulthood. She talked about transportation and housing and employment. She talked about bullying and respect. She talked about research as an avenue to make life better – to mitigate the challenges of those on the spectrum. She talked about returning money to the communities from which it comes – supporting services for autistic individuals and their families.

Speaking to her at the end of the evening, she said, “See, Jess? I listened.” I told her I’d heard it. That I’d heard my words reflected back to me.

She looked at my friends Judith and Jersey who were standing with us. “She taught me,” she said, “that our words matter.”

I was heartened.

I felt empowered.

I felt like the words, the emotion, the passion of so many who stuck around and continued the conversation mattered.

Liz is listening.

Autism Speaks is listening.

And changing.

And I am so, so grateful.

Because they have a voice. They have a platform. They have political connections and they have resources. And we need them.

In 47 days, this nation will elect or re-elect its next President. We have GOT to part of the conversation. We are too big and our kids are too important to be ignored. We need to – by God we HAVE to – work together to become an unavoidable topic in any political debate. From town councils and school boards across the country to state legislatures and Governor’s offices. From the House of Representatives to Senate to the Oval Office. WE MUST BE PART OF THE DEBATE.

When candidates talk about so-called entitlements, WE must remind them that behind that now dirty word and political hot potato are programs with very real impacts on very real lives. WE must remind them that it’s not just morally imperative but fiscally responsible to ensure accessible employment opportunities, to allow us to save for our own children’s futures, to support education and housing and transportation that will enable them to grow into not just fulfilled human beings but productive members of society.

It is up to our entire community to remind them that individuals with autism matter.

What will YOU do in the next 47 days to make us part of the conversation?


More on becoming engaged in the political process and what I believe we need from our politicians:

My letter to Massachusetts congressional candidate Joe Kennedy

My letter to the President

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packed and ready


Background Story



Three weeks of shopping, running (sometimes literally) from store to store, countless Zappos boxes arriving in a steady stream at the door, and one last-minute panicked trip to EMS before they closed last night et voila! The kid is packed and ready to go.

Well, she’s packed at least. The ready to go part is proving to be kinda like the weather here in New England. It changes every ten minutes. Last night we ran the gamut – from gleefully dancing around the house while listening to camp songs online “Ya know, Mama, to get in the mood” to tearing up while dramatically asking, “Why would I think this was a good idea?”

I told her why. I hugged her. I reminded her why it really was such a good idea. And then I pulled the ripcord and walked away because I’d begun to teeter on the edge of tearing up while dramatically asking, “Why would I think this was a good idea?”

My emotions about today need to stay with me. She’s got enough to manage with her own.

After bedtime, I had to do something. I considered a few different options. Crying alone in my room while poring over baby pictures seemed like a great plan – if I wanted to dive head first into the rabbit hole. Wine was far more tempting in concept than execution. Begging her not to leave seemed .. um .. wrong. So I came up with this …

I gathered a bunch of these ..

One for every day of her first week at camp .

A reminder to be herself, because there’s nothing in this world better to be.

The saying that she carried with her to school every day this year .

Fart humor. Always a winner.

Ah, the duck song. Still funny.

Oh, like you would have known what to do with the lantern?

Symbolism NOT lost on me …

Mushy = weepy. Keeping it light and happy …

OK, maybe just a *little* mushy. I gotta be me ..

And off they go, snuck into her trunk – drenched in love and tied together with her Mama’s fervent prayer that camp is everything that she hopes it can be – and so richly deserves.


Why would I think this was a good idea?

I kid, I kid.


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