The 9/11 Story That Got Away

[mikebailey at speakeasy.net]

> On 5/18/06, Paul Mackin <paul.mackin at verizon.net> wrote:
> >
> > Prompted by a private conversation (off list) with another p-lister I
> > decided to look at the original September 9, 2002, Judith Miller/
> > Michel Gordon aluminum tube story. It was the first of a hundred
> > Times stories on the subject. Anyway, the funny thing is, the article
> > wouldn't come up. Too many people were trying to look at it I guess.

the "slashdot effect"...

I like the really scurrilous 9-11 and other conspiracy stories the best but I made a resolution to leave them out of my conversation for the time being.  
(and to spend only driblets of time on glorious rense, david (dr lizardo) icke, and the awesomely frightening joe vialls (RIP), a bit more than that with Greg Palast who has better documentation...and a lot more time doing housework, reading literature and thinking happy thoughts)

a bit of fair usage of Chumbawamba lyric:
EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG

Taking scissors to play cut up with the black vote down in Florida;
coloured pens and glitter glue for sexing up the dossier.
I'm the someone who knew something they're not telling pre-September.
I lean on people in the loop to help them un-remember.

I was flying on UA 93: that shadow in the footage - it was probably me.
You think I'm little more than a lie,
but you wouldn't stand near me if you didn't want to die.

Everything you know is wrong.
There's a line missing out of this song.
Everything you know is wrong, wrong, wrong.

In the canteen at Columbine with the bags they never found;
striking matches up at Waco when they burnt it to the ground.
Without me, Oklahoma wasn't possible at all -
see my silhouette in the Super 8 around the grassy knoll.

I was there when they landed on the moon (in a studio in Kentucky in June).
I've got Kennedy's brain in a jar. 
If you knew what I knew you wouldn't laugh so hard. 

I was in Paris in the underpass.
I'm the FO-sponsored supergrass.
I'm Charlie Thrush in Minnesota, and I smuggled hep across the border.
Stole Danny Casolaro's memoirs; put the acid in the reservoirs.
I'm Ron Brown's body on a T-43 - and I hid those missing WMD's.