FYI - Yes, they ARE coming for your kids and they will gladly tell you they are.

https://www.foxnews.com/politics/preside...-queerness

Quote:Emily Drabinski, the controversial president of the American Library Association (ALA), previously expressed she wants to re-center children's libraries on "notions of queerness" and prevent what she described as "angry, White mob parents" from trying to block the efforts.


The ALA elected the self-described "Marxist lesbian" to lead the organization in April 2022, sparking outrage from parent advocates who pointed to her history of anti-conservative rhetoric, push for LGBTQ literature in libraries and positions on parental rights. 

"Emily Drabinski's own statements speak for themselves, exposing her to be a dangerous radical hell-bent on sexualizing and indoctrinating America's kids, and using your local library to do it," said American Accountability Foundation president Tom Jones, whose group discovered and shared Drabinski's controversial statements with Fox News Digital.

"It should be a self-evident fact that politics and pornography have no place in kids' libraries," Jones said. "Yet that is exactly the vision Drabinski seeks to implement."

In an attempt to explain why sexually explicit content should be shared with children, Drabinski recalled reading a book about "fantastic queer sex in a field" when she was just 14 years old. The LGBTQ activist used the example to suggest that allowing such books in school libraries allows kids to find "refuge," she told "Gendered S(h)elves: Body and Identity in the Library" for Women & Environments International Magazine[i] [/i]in 2009.


Many parents are forming a movement to push back against access to sexually explicit books in their children's libraries and schools. But despite the growing concern, Drabinski labeled these individuals as "White mob parents."

During an appearance on the "Thought Project Podcast" in 2022, Drabinski claimed that those who try to get particular books removed from library shelves are "angry, White mob parents" that "don't want Black people, Jewish people, gay people to exist at all." 

"So, it's very scary and very violent and super organized," she added. "And I think, that's the thing that's most frightening to me."

In several interviews and articles ranging from recent to 15 years ago, Drabinski outlined how she envisioned reshaping libraries.

Drabinski said that libraries are "good places that do all kinds of things that people on the right don’t like" during an appearance on the "Citations Needed"[i] [/i]podcast in March 2023.

The contentious library chief's views appear to have remained consistent throughout the years. In a 2008 article titled "Queering Library Space: Notes Toward a New Geography of the Library," Drabinski said that the aim is to make libraries "a space based on an ideology that centered notions of queerness and difference rather than of democracy and citizenship."

Democrats REALLY like giving Iran billions. Obama sent physical pallets of untraceable cash, now this assclown is releasing 16 Billion to them for some hostages..... maybe, kind of, if Iran wants to give up hostages as it seems to be optional.

10% for the big guy?



https://www.israelnationalnews.com/news/375865

Quote:Biden pays $16 billion ransom to Iran, fails to free 3 Americans

The US administration has struck another deal with the Islamic Republic which will bolster Iran's economy and international standing.


Biden pays $16 billion ransom to Iran, fails to free 3 Americans

The US administration has struck another deal with the Islamic Republic which will bolster Iran's economy and international standing.

In a letter to the White House, 26 Republican lawmakers also slammed the deal, pointing out that it, "provid(es) a ransom payment to the world’s largest state sponsor of terror, in yet another violation of the United States’ long-standing ‘no concessions." "The Biden administration’s policy on Iran is a strategic and moral travesty. Biden is giving the regime in Iran nearly $16 billion as ransom for five hostages. The regime will now get a big financial boost as it faces a popular revolt and possible collapse,” Alireza Nader, a Washington-based Iran scholar, told Fox News.

"Adding insult to injury, Biden is appeasing the regime near the one-year anniversary of Mahsa Amini’s murder. But that’s not all. Biden isn’t even trying to bring back all of the Iranian-American hostages, including Jamshid Sharmahd and Shahab Dalili, both of whom are covered by the Levinson Act and must be part of the negotiations,” he added.

Oh boy, here we go again. They (Progressives) SO want us back in masks and lockdowns. It is just August and has already begun. 

Line up for a new clot shot booster!!!! 

Your new clot shot isn't mandatory.... Yet.


COVID Mandates Return to Hollywood: Lionsgate Requires Employees to Mask Up, Submit to Daily Testing

https://www.breitbart.com/entertainment/...y-testing/

Quote:COVID mask mandates are returning to Hollywood, with Lionsgate being the first major studio to reinstate masking and daily testing for its Los Angeles office workers.


Lionsgate is requiring employees who physically work at its headquarters in Santa Monica to wear masks at all times when in the building, effective immediately, except when alone in an enclosed office or large open workspace. In addition, employees are required to submit to daily COVID testing and to report the results to the company, according to an internal memo obtained by Deadline.

Employees must wear “a medical grade face covering (surgical mask, KN95 or N95) when indoors except when alone in an office with the door closed, actively eating, actively drinking at their desk or workstation, or if they are the only individual present in a large open workspace,” the memo reportedly states.

The Los Angeles County Department of Public Health has reported a recent uptick in transmissions but “overall metrics remain at a low level of concern.”

A growing number of colleges and medical institutions throughout the country are also reinstating mask mandates, with the mainstream news media running articles pushing for the return of face coverings.

Former Obama official and MSNBC medical contributor Dr. Kavita Patel said earlier this month on MSNBC’s “José Díaz-Balart Reports” that a rise in COVID cases meant it was time to bring back masks.

The return of mask mandates comes as the Biden administration is ramping up another round of COVID hysteria ahead of 2024, pressuring all Americans to get the latest booster this fall. This had led to growing suspicion that Democrats will not only impose mask mandates but bring back mass lockdowns ahead of the next presidential election, in a repeat of 2020.

As Breitbart News reported, the new push for Americans to line up for booster shots follows the revelation in January that health officials want to make coronavirus booster vaccinations an annual event.

There's a old wood-lined track that begins where Calder's Way twists westwards that -with the assistance of a stone-built
stile, allows any curious visitor over the famous highway's wall, past the crumbling remains of the old Kennington's place
and a pleasant meander through shrouding avenues of blackthorn bushes mixed with crab apple trees.

If this inquisitive traveller adheres to the narrow trail as it crosses a shallow beck where large polished stones allow such
a progress, they'll notice a breath-taking panorama of swaying fields of wheat and lush meadows of grass-cropping sheep
that seems to surround a gentle hummock topped with a bunch of tall elm trees.

Wiping one's brow from the hot summer sun and the exertion of this peregrination through luscious farmland, it might
be a nice idea to politely ask the little half-Fae sitting beneath one of those great creaking timbers if she could spare a
drink of water from the dented and weathered canteen laid in the tall couch grass beside her.

After thanking the shoeless female in the large wide-rimmed headwear for the quenching, a comprehensive audit of what
she was surveying might deliver a feeling on fulfilment for making the journey for our imaginary wayfarer. The many fields
of sun-seasoned cereal and collections of grazing livestock roll away before the ideal viewing point and with the shade of
a hat brim or hand, the beautiful patchwork of lush farmland could be seen to eventually give way to a site holding a
strange cone-like structure neatly roofed in thatch.

The drowsy diminutive damsel sitting beneath the great leafy boughs had left that building when the sun hadn't gathered
enough time to produce the current warmth the elm's branches were now shielding her from and now with a swig of water,
ruminated on the last few days when she'd temporarily lodged with the peculiar family who lived there.

Peggy Powler -the Last Witch of Underhill, slid her battered canteen back into her supernatural satchel and placing a
long stalk of grass between her smiling lips, mulled over that strange time she'd spent in the Banyard home.
.................................................................

Elmer was a Banyard, it was obvious to anyone who'd decided to visit the sparse community amusingly branded with the
same name. Peggy smiled cordially at the small duplicates and their mother waiting outside their funnel-shaped abode to
be introduced by their round-faced father who asked the question again. "You stay with us, yes?"

Initially, one might assume some type of inbreeding had occurred, but one would be mistaken. The eighteen families that
made up the widely-spread farming colony were simply a product of a group who'd agreed to cooperate in a particular way.
But -and it was something that the wandering warlock had always struggled to grasp fully, they all looked very similar.
However, she knew through past experiences with those who would inform instead of gossip, this was just an extraordinary
physical correlation that had nothing to do with unnatural parentage or indecent ancestry.

There was something else that added to the notion that something strange went on with this closely-knit folks to personify
a sameness among them, their clothing. Both the men and the women wore wide-rimmed hats that would rival Peggy's
own, but there was a slight difference when it came to actual clothing for the sexes.

Females -young and old alike, wore charcoal-grey smocks with three large buttons on the left-hand side to keep the drab
garb fastened. Men wore the same, but with britches of the same colour and any buttons were in the right-hand side. All
the Banyards, whether farmer or merchant sported knee-high boots and spoke in that clipped unemotional fashion.

This collective kept themselves to themselves and were reluctant to interact with outsiders. If it hadn't been for a chance
meeting with a local Gnome, the little sorceress taking a short-cut to Cumberland Howe would have continued on her trek
where awaited a quiet bay with it's rolling dunes and wild orchards of peaches.

Domby Crustop had invited the ambling woman of the pleasant attitude for a brew of dandelion tea before commenting
about a dilemma currently on Elmer's property. With an empty cup and teapot, the little Witch had thanked the old Fae
for his hospitality and decided to see if she could help. After all, country-folk were always welcoming.

"Barn good place for Witch" the humourless farmer said plainly and pointed a pudgy finger towards a well-constructed
outbuilding that looked like it had never been used for storage. The inwardly-leaning wooden sidings were flawless and
painted brown to keep the winters at bay. A quaint window bedecked in a white frame above the two large doors implied
a upper room and the familiar coned roof adhered to the Banyards' manner of construction.

Did this place of temporary lodgings bear a connection to the miscreant that had supposedly brought trouble to Elmer's
residence? The loft would make an ideal position to monitor the farm yard and apart from the fruit-laden pear tree directly
opposite the barn's window, an elevated view of the meadows could well assist in finding what was troubling this offbeat
family.

Turning back to scutinise Elmer's dopey-looking face for his reasoning, Peggy failed to attain anthing to indicate that the
sheep-herder arrived at the same conclusion. "Er, Aye... it'll be a canny place te' watch fur' yer visitor" she agreed and
deliberately left any enthusiasm of her response.

Elmer Banyard, a surname all the community used, remained like one of Calder's Way's signposts for a few moments
before nodding his accord. But Peggy felt it a fair wager that the dumpy-shaped yokel could've been merely dislodging
an inquisitive fly from his floppy hat instead. Waiting a moment in case Elmer had merely forgotten to herald the names
of his wife and four children, the little befuddled sorceress waddled over to the impeccable barn without any inauguration
to the restrained Banyard family watching her sally.
.................................................................

Domby had suggested it was a yett-hound that had struck Elmer's sheep and over a second cup of his delicious tea, the
Gnome added that he'd had found a strange print in the mud of a nearby stream. Asking if the little chap had heard a
constant low baying in the night, Mister Crustop had disappointingly shook his head and waited for his more experienced
guest's better judgement. Peggy had sipped her sweet beverage before finally shrugging. However, inwardly, she felt the
baneful human-faced canines weren't the culprits.

Now surveying the palatial accommodation of the barn, she absently wondered if Elmer and his brood had any insights
to what had attacked his livestock. Stepping over the threshold of the would-be watchtower, Peggy's musings focused
on the huge animal snoozing beside a hay-filled manger.

More biometrics architecture for the Surveillance State's Everything App brought to you by Imperator Elon Musk...


PC Mag - LOL, how ya like that bluecheck now?

Requires a selfie + photo of your gov't ID.





NOTE: X ID verification will be *optional* (for now). It will be an additional way for verified (Premium) users to prove their identity...so they say. Depending how well or bad it goes this will eventually feed into everything, but due to fierce competition in this identity ID market it will have many failures before morphing into who knows what.

Why does this sound rather 'mossadish?'. This reminds me back in the 80's when everyone's phone bill (in USA) was generated & cataloged by a company in...Israel. Now Elon & his WEF CEO Linda Yaccarino plan to model X after the Chicom model of the little (digital) red book aka WeChat. AU10TIX openly advocates for digital IDs.

What a name?
AU = Gold (We are the gold for harvesting)
10 or 1 & 0 for the singularity is near.
TIX = The Israel Experience in Homeland Security (security consultants)


AU10TIX Biometrics News


Baal Gates & the Borg empire...


What is MOSIP’s role in digital public infrastructure?


Tech5, FIDO Alliance, Clear, Wicket, Identos, IDme, Digital Impact Alliance, BNSF Rail, Gates Foundation, Google, ID2020, MLB, USPTO, MOSIP, UNICEF and German kids passports all go biometric next year, and more at Biometric Updates




No thanks to all that above.

Interesting take...

Quote:But WHO is “they”, really?

DEMONS live in a fiery hell………

…where it’s hot as Hades and the acrid smoke permeates the air 24/7.

Submitted by Cosmic Convergence Research Group

You can be sure this one is gonna be a real doozy.

The devils have finally come out of their infernal closet where they have been living for the entirety of the Kali Yuga—the darkest and densest of the four major ages in Hindu cosmology.

The dastardly demons know their time is up here on planet Earth because they are fully aware that we have entered the Twilight period of the Kali Yuga, which directly precedes the Dawn of the coming Golden Age.

What happens — at the very end — to these demonic entities, who have exerted total command and control over this realm of existence for well over 5000 years, is that they go crazy—TOTALLY AND UTTERLY CRAZY!

For example:

Pulling off the 9/11 false flag terror attacks, as they did, was TOTALLY CRAZY.

Perpetrating the COVID-19 Plandemic and Covid ‘vaccine’ genocide, as they did, was COMPLETELY CRAZY.

Carrying out the NATO war plan against Russia using a genocidal maniac (Zelensky) was, and is, utterly crazy.

Burning down Maui (and Canada) in broad daylight, as they did in 2023, was ABSOLUTELY CRAZY.

They don’t care anymore.

The gig is up.

It’s game over.

They’re finished.

And they know it.

However, what the entire planetary civilization is now witnessing is their Last Hurrah.
What might that look like.

The utterly satanic agenda that has spread around the globe this decade with meteoric speed is just a foretaste of their plans.

When these little devils really get going, they will try to duplicate the environment from whence they came—HELL!

Just how have they already begun that satanic project?

Maui.

Canada—Western, Eastern, Southern & now Northern.




The whole American Southwest

Also, the rest of the USA.



United States

• 2023 Arizona wildfires
  
• 2023 California wildfires
  
• 2023 Colorado wildfires
  
• 2023 Florida wildfires
  
• 2023 Hawaii wildfires
  
• 2023 Idaho wildfires
  
• 2023 Montana wildfires
  
• 2023 Nevada wildfires
  
• 2023 New Mexico wildfires
  
• 2023 North Carolina wildfires
  
• 2023 Oregon wildfires
  
• 2023 Washington wildfires
  

Then there are the manmade wildfires across Southern Europe as well as those in the United Kingdom.

• 2023 Greece wildfires
  
• 2023 Italy wildfires
  
• 2023 Spain wildfires
  
• Cannich wildfire, United Kingdom
  

But why are the little demons so intent on burning the whole place down?

Because if they can’t have it, nobody will—THAT’S WHY!!!

The New World Order globalist cabal knows their absurd plans for overt world domination have morphed into a CRAZYMAKER’S CLUSTEF*CK.

And, that the more devilish mischief they make, the more the Khazarian reptiles at the very top of the food chain will look stupider by the day.

But they don’t care.

All they want to do is go out with a BIG BANG.

They haven’t been able to start World War III, and they’re been trying pretty damn hard for years.

The extremely lethal Covid jabs didn’t kill the billions they had hoped for, but they did murder millions, and sickened billions more.

Which means that they’re really not happy with their inadequate attempts to literally create their HELL ON EARTH.

Which also means that the next year is going to be the biggest satanic BLOCKBUSTER in world history.

Remember, these criminally insane and psychopathic killers are the craziest crazymakers who have ever lived on this planet.

They don’t care about anything … anyone … anywhere, except themselves and maintaining their demonic reign, which they know is now doomed.

TAKEAWAY

What all this really means is that folks everywhere are best served by their abiding faith and forbearance.
Because we are living through extremely extraordinary times, all of those souls who persevere, especially with grace under pressure, will be richly rewarded.

For these truly are the times that will try men’s souls; and as never before in human history.

Therefore, never forget, the greater the sacrifice, the greater the reward … … …

The more pain and suffering one must endure, the more one is freed from the fetters of that difficult karma.

And, most importantly, always remember that:

Pure gold...

Quote:Clusterfuck Nation –                    Blog August 18, 2023

A Bumpy Ride

Draw back from the scene and understand that the sheer heaping-up of procedural legal bullshit in the various sham court cases against candidate Donald Trump is largely an attempt to confound, mystify, and preoccupy the public while the great scaffold of our national life collapses. The news — both legacy and alt — will be dominated day after day by analyses of every move and counter-move through endless thickets of courtroom minutiae while the US economy crashes and burns, residual wealth is confiscated, and the American social order turns into something like fiery goo.

      By November of 2024, somebody will be elected president, or no one will be. At this point, it is probably down to an election that more than half the country won’t believe in, or no election at all due to civil chaos so extreme it will make the 1861 weeks of secession look as tame as a middle school fire drill. Beyond the hamstringing and hog-tying of their chief adversary, the Democratic Party lawfare necromancers have set up the gameboard with surpassing precision so that their opponents will never be able to win another election. Yet, they are so self-satisfied as to apparently think no one noticed. (We’ll be coming for you, eventually, Marc Elias.)

As to the parsing out of all those bogus charges against Mr. Trump, consider that we now live in a culture of no truth, only battling portfolios of narrative spin, at least according to the Marxian wokesters who have seized the machinery of law, so, there, with a snap of your fingers goes jurisprudence — as in: I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, blah blah…. The joke is on you. There is no truth, anymore, so stop insisting that there is anything like it to determine, except whatever outcome the Party of Chaos seeks.

The suspended animation of August with its sand castles, lobster rolls, and care-free cocktail cruises will soon yield to the season of hurricanes, financial fiascos, momentous military movements, and reversals of political fortune. What, for instance, becomes of “Joe Biden,” the fictitious president, and that claque of grift-bedizened relatives around him? I’ll tell you one thing: no way is this fellow running for reelection, and the mighty pretense around that hallucination makes idiots of everyone on cable TV news. Somebody has already slipped Ol’ “Joe” the black spot. Dr. Jill has crawled into a bottle. The “Big Guy” is just sulking now, drowning his sorrows in ice cream — but his fate hangs there above the Rehoboth dunes like an ominous black sea-bird suspended on an ill wind, mocking him. You have finally screwed the pooch, Joey, it cries… caw caw caw….

We are thus close to the moment when impeachment can no longer be dodged. The reams of Biden family bank records that Mr. Comer of Kentucky has unearthed hither and yon, plus deal memoranda, video and audio recordings of dark confabs, and hundreds of tell-tale emails are of a different evidentiary nature than the roster of hypothetical thought crimes confabulated by Jack Smith, Alvin Bragg, and Fani T. Willis. Personally, I would like, at least, to see impeachment hearings where all that hard evidence of Biden family bribery is methodically laid out for The New York Times and CNN to ignore. It will look like a game of chicken for a few days, but then the party honchos will “sadly” order Ol’ Joe to step aside before that grim spectacle goes too far.

The Ukraine War will then be Kamala Harris’s to lose — depend on it — though nobody will care. I have a feeling that Barack Obama will not be able to… how shall we say… work with her. All that cackling must conceal an inner vacancy so vast that Judge Crater, DB Cooper, and the brigantine Mary Celeste might be roaming around in there, along with Amelia Earhart, Jimmy Hoffa, and the Lost Colony of Roanoke. And I cringe to imagine the meetings with Kamala where Susan Rice, Lisa Monaco, and Torie Nuland try to tell the poor simp what to do. It will look like one of those girlie beat-downs on an Oakland street-corner.

     Anyway, by that time the stock markets will be all a’crumble, all those Vanguard retirement funds will wash-up like so many writhing grunions on Cabrillo Beach, and your local bank will cap withdrawals at $500 a few weeks before executing the long-rumored bail-ins. At that magic moment, the Democratic Party will have everything it has wished for.

     Of course, I can’t say the melodrama will play out exactly like that, in that sequence. But expect trouble in September. Expect disorder like you’ve never imagined. Think about retrieving whatever cash you have in the bank. Consider arming yourself for safety’s sake, if you live in a part of the country that allows it. Or maybe even if you live in the other parts. Lay in some beans and rice and some batteries. Buckle your mental seat belt. When August is over, it’s going to be a bumpy ride.

This is a hard to believe story IMO
https://lists.youmaker.com/links/kFzGvcL...c61KJ9f5VI

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Woman Tells Her Story of Being Kidnapped at 4 and Growing Up With Monkeys in the Jungle
BY Louise Chambers TIMEAugust 14, 2023 PRINT

(Courtesy of Marina Chapman)

0:0010:05






A woman born in rural Colombia is telling her life story of how, after being kidnapped from her home as a child, she spent years alone with capuchin monkeys in the jungle, learning their ways in order to survive. Decades later, with the help of her daughter, she is assembling the fragmented puzzle pieces of her memory into a series of books.
Today, Marina Chapman lives in West Yorkshire, England, with her husband, retired scientist John Chapman. The couple has two daughters, Vanessa and Joanna.
Ms. Chapman believes she “should be 73” by now, but does not know for sure what year she was born. She has, however, retained her earliest memory of being stolen from her home at the age of 4.
Marina Chapman. (Courtesy of Marina Chapman)

The first book on Marina Chapman’s life, “The Girl With No Name,” became a New York Times bestseller in 2013. (Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
‘I Didn’t Do Anything But Cry’
“Somebody came from behind and covered my face with a cloth. It was so smelly, strong,” Ms. Chapman told The Epoch Times. “I became very weak. I heard some children crying, I felt they were behind my back. But I was very quiet.”
Ms. Chapman recalls a “long, speedy” drive, after which her kidnappers dumped her in the jungle. It was nighttime, she was alone and confused, but she clung to hope that the same people who left her there would return. They did not.
“I think I fell asleep a little bit,” she said. “Maybe I woke up with some light, sunshine. I woke up and it was very noisy. I don’t know if I was calling my mama, I was just calling for somebody to come for me because I had no idea where I was.”
Ms. Chapman says that she then sat down and cried. Suddenly, she saw a curious monkey. The creature approached but did not touch her and eventually left.
This is the earliest known photograph of Ms. Chapman from when she was 17 years old. (Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
“The problem is I didn’t do very much,” Ms. Chapman said. “They got bored with me. They went away because I didn’t do anything but cry.”
She recalled finding a pond with “lovely clean water” from which she drank, using leaves to scoop the water into her mouth. There was no food for “some time,” until she noticed that the monkeys had a scheme: they would sneak into jungle-dwelling humans’ homes as they slept and steal fruit.
“One day, I realized one of the monkeys was carrying too much,” she said. “He dropped a banana on the floor, and I caught it. … I had to eat very quickly because the monkey came to me and took it away.”
Surviving in the Jungle
As days turned into weeks, then months, Ms. Chapman claims she started understanding the monkeys’ unique language. A loud shriek alerted them to danger, while some whistle sounds signaled fighting between the monkeys themselves. A ticking sound of “Tttttt” accompanied grooming.
The monkeys would check on her, Ms. Chapman said, but it took a long time before they would touch her. The first was an adolescent capuchin.
“I think he was coming from the tip of the tree or something,” she said. “He sat on my shoulders and it was a comforting moment. He started to check my ears, my nose … just looking for something. Gradually, the young ones got closer to me.
“I tried to climb trees. I fell. I tried many times. … I just didn’t want to stay down there because it was solitary. They used to go to the trees, so I tried to join them. It took me a while.”
(Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
The more time passed in the jungle, the less time seemed to matter to Ms. Chapman. She learned to scale trees and find food; survival was paramount. She remembers it took “a long time” before she caught sight of her changed reflection in a piece of broken mirror on the jungle floor.
“I saw my face, and I was shocked about it because I thought I looked like a monkey,” she said. “My clothes, they disappeared, because the monkeys pulled the material bit by bit. … it was humid and hot all the time, day or night. I just had no clothes and I didn’t care, because I never felt cold.”
Meeting the Monkey Grandpa
Ms. Chapman remembers forming a special connection with one member of the monkey troupe, an older male patriarch she nicknamed Grandpa. “You had to respect him,” she said. “If he raised his eyebrows, we were in trouble.”
She had learned to copy the monkeys’ foraging behavior, but one day, she recalled, her hunger got the better of her and she gorged on a poisonous fruit. She believes Grandpa dragged her to a nearby pool of muddy water and forced her to purge by pulling her into the water.
“I just remember the pain. I just thought, ‘I’m going to die.’ I drank so much water. … I think I vomited,” she said, recalling Grandpa’s presence, “He didn’t do anything; he stood there, went back to his place. The look in his eyes, I just realized I can trust him.”
(Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
Leaving the Jungle
Ms. Chapman guesses she remained in the jungle with the monkeys for six or seven years. During this time, she would sometimes spot armed hunters through the trees and hide, hearing the “horrible screaming sounds” coming from the sacks into which they would stuff stolen animals, fearing they would do the same to her.
One day, she spotted a young woman who seemed to be “a nice person” alongside the hunters and decided to make herself known.
Ms. Chapman said: “I just walked up gradually, moved toward them, and tried to hold her hand. … she brought me to this gentleman, and this gentleman wrapped me and put me in the truck with the animals. … but it was really brutal. I felt insecure. I wanted to go back to the monkeys.”
Inside the truck, Ms. Chapman claims she tried to befriend a young monkey in a box that was screaming in fear. She recalls an hours-long journey with nothing to drink until flashing lights and heavy traffic indicated that they’d reached a city. She remembers being hustled out of the van to the house of a “huge woman,” who grabbed her arm and exchanged money with the hunter.
(Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
In a 2013 interview with The Guardian, Ms. Chapman explained that she had been sold to a brothel, where she was beaten, but managed to run away before she was sold to a punter for the first time. She ended up living on the streets, where the children of the neighborhood would mock her for not being able to talk properly.
While hungry and homeless, she found comfort in the company of street gangs “because they were like monkeys.” She stole food to feed herself and was eventually picked up by police while sleeping on a park bench.
“They asked about family, mother, parents. I said I hadn’t any,” she said. “I talked to them about the monkeys. They laughed, and couldn’t believe it. They put me into a bed at night, and in the morning I woke up and the police took me for breakfast in a local restaurant … then they let me go.”
Ms. Chapman began knocking on doors because she had already seen children doing some little jobs in the neighborhood where they also got food to eat; she too found a family in the neighborhood who agreed to take her on as a domestic aide in return for room and board. But it turned out that they were known criminals, and Ms. Chapman became a slave. Safe refuge evaded her until a neighbor stepped in, offering to send the teen by plane to live with her daughter in Bogotá.
It was in Bogotá with her new, adopted family that Ms. Chapman chose her own name and learned to be civilized.
“I didn’t want to wear clothes,” she said. “I had to watch people to copy them, how to pick up a fork, how to eat food in a proper way. … I had no discipline, no good behavior. I don’t know how they managed, really, my parents who adopted me.”
A Family Project
Ms. Chapman’s adoptive family emigrated to England, where she fell in love and made her permanent home. Marriage, two children, and a successful career as a chef followed.
Together with her youngest daughter Vanessa Ferero, 28, a film score composer, Ms. Chapman is compiling her extraordinary memories into a series of books. The first, “The Girl With No Name,” became a New York Times bestseller in 2013.
[url=https://img.theepochtimes.com/assets/uploads/2023/07/12/id5392001-marinachapman1-1200x812.jpeg] Marina Chapman with her daughter Vanessa Ferero. (Courtesy of Marina Chapman)
Ms. Ferero told The Epoch Times: “Many don’t believe it, which is normal. I don’t think I would, either, if I heard someone say that their dad had been raised by kangaroos.”
Talking about the book, Ms. Ferero said: “It was a family project more than anything. Mom always had snapshot memories, they weren’t really tied together until during the years we interviewed; we went back to Colombia and we did a load of interviews, found the people that Mom spoke about, and hung it together. By the end of two years, we both looked at it and it kind of looked like a book … so we released it.”
They “weren’t out to prove anything,” said Ms. Ferero, but were simply hoping to make sense of the past, and perhaps reconnect Ms. Chapman with her biological family.
As the story continues to unfold, so a second book, “Out of the Wild,” is coming to fruition. Ms. Chapman still dreams of reconnecting with the monkeys she grew up with, if they are still alive, and wonders what would come of a reunion.
“I do think about them,” Ms. Chapman said. “I think about, if I see them, they will recognize me.”

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Ten miles from Bosler, Wyoming sits a ranch with a rather unusual feature. A well over 350 feet deep. A miracle well whose builder was told that he would never strike water. And yet, he did.

Pat McGuire's well is an enduring mystery. It's the largest artesian well ever dug in Wyoming, and it was dug in an area that everyone said would be dry. But Pat had faith and a little guidance from an alien angel named Michael. This well would bring with it a host of UFOs, alien abductions, hypnosis sessions, bids for governor, nationwide publicity, and a small cult.

Pat's story is a cautionary tale, and one that should be handled with care. And as his son, David Riedel put it, “...we should feel impelled to investigate and rescue a community living with the trauma of the unknown and indescribable. A community we greeted with sneers and derision for so long, a community we pushed to the outskirts of our cultural limits to be safely ignored. If it is all true ― or it is all lies and sickness ― we should approach both valuations with care and consideration, even skepticism, but not with the intense ridicule so many of us have given them for so long.”

Quote:Nearly 30 years ago I had the privilege of being one of a group of three visitors invited to witness UFO activity on Pat McGuire's ranch east of Bosler, Wyoming. Bosler has a population of 8 people. East of Bosler has more antelope than people. That is where McGuire's high-country barley ranch (with some cattle) was located. This rancher had reported cattle multilations all during the 1970s. He had been interviewed by Professor Leo Sprinkle, a paranormal psychologist whose specialty was studying UFO abductees, at the University of Wyoming in Laramie. My former Graduate student, Greg Bean, worked as a reporter for the Casper Star Tribune. He suggested to me that he would arrange a visit to the McGuire ranch and bring along a photographer." Would I like to come along," he asked. "Sure," I said.

His front page article in the Sunday, June 29, 1980 issue of The Casper Star-Tribune deftly reports details of our late night observance of strange objects blinking in the sky and gyrating in impossible patterns up and down and sideways as though they were putting on a show for us at 3 am. The show lasted for perhaps 5 minutes or so. But what happened previous to this display of agility and speed and blinking colors was not reported as it might have been too unbelievable for newspaper readers.

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P.S. I might add that as I typed this article weird things happened that caused the computer to stop in its tracks in the middle of a number of sentences. It took me three times as long to type.

A Strange Unearthly Ranch

It seems to be a trend nowadays- Satanism for Children.

Disney is now joining other networks and streaming apps with devilish programming aimed at children- in this case a show centered around a teen who gets knocked up by Satan himself and "catches feelings" for him.

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I'm just at a loss for words. This world is getting sicker each and every day!