BREAKING HURRICANE KATRINA STORY!
September 5, 2005:
"I just got back from a FEMA Detainment Camp"
see also FEMA : Detention Camps (Video)
There
over 600 prison camps in the United States, all fully
operational and ready to receive prisoners. They are all
staffed and even surrounded by full-time guards, but
they are all empty. These camps are to be operated by
FEMA (Federal Emergency Management Agency) should
Martial Law need to be implemented in the United States.
The Rex 84 Program was established on the reasoning that if a mass exodus of illegal aliens crossed the Mexican/US border, they would be quickly rounded up and detained in detention centers by FEMA. Rex 84 allowed many military bases to be closed down and to be turned into prisons.
Operation Cable Splicer and Garden Plot are the two sub programs which will be implemented once the Rex 84 program is initiated for its proper purpose. Garden Plot is the program to control the population. Cable Splicer is the program for an orderly takeover of the state and local governments by the federal government. FEMA is the executive arm of the coming police state and thus will head up all operations. The Presidential Executive Orders already listed on the Federal Register also are part of the legal framework for this operation.
The camps all have railroad facilities as well as roads leading to and from the detention facilities. Many also have an airport nearby. The majority of the camps can house a population of 20,000 prisoners. Currently, the largest of these facilities is just outside of Fairbanks, Alaska. The Alaskan facility is a massive mental health facility and can hold approximately 2 million people.
A
person named Terry Kings wrote an article on his
discoveries of camps located in southern California. His
findings are as follows:
Over the last couple months several of us have investigated three soon-to-be prison camps in the Southern California area. We had heard about these sites and wanted to see them for ourselves.
The first one we observed was in Palmdale, California. It is not operating as a prison at the moment but is masquerading as part of a water facility. Now why would there be a facility of this nature out in the middle of nowhere with absolutely no prisoners? The fences that run for miles around this large facility all point inward, and there are large mounds of dirt and dry moat surrounding the central area so the inside area is not visible from the road. There are 3 large loading docks facing the entrance that can be observed from the road. What are these massive docks going to be loading?
We observed white vans patrolling the area and one came out and greeted us with a friendly wave and followed us until we had driven safely beyond the area. What would have happened had we decided to enter the open gate or ask questions?
This facility is across the street from the Palmdale Water Department. The area around the Water Department has fences pointing outward, to keep people out of this dangerous area so as not to drown. Yet, across the street, the fences all point inward. Why? To keep people in? What people? Who are going to be it's occupants?
There are also signs posted every 50 feet stating: State of California Trespassing Loitering Forbidden By Law Section 555 California Penal Code.
The sign at the entrance says: Pearblossom Operations and Maintenance Subcenter Receiving Department, 34534 116th Street East. There is also a guard shack located at the entrance.
We didn't venture into this facility, but did circle around it to see if there was anything else visible from the road. We saw miles of fences with the top points all directed inward. There is a railroad track that runs next to the perimeter of this fenced area. The loading docks are large enough to hold railroad cars. [lrec]
I wonder what they are planning for this facility? They could easily fit 100,000 people in this area. And who would the occupants be?
Another site is located in Brand Park in Glendale. There are newly constructed fences (all outfitted with new wiring that point inward). The fences surround a dry reservoir. There are also new buildings situated in the area. We questioned the idea that there were four armed military personnel walking the park. Since when does a public park need armed guards?
A third site visited was in the San Fernando Valley, adjacent to the Water District. Again, the area around the actual Water District had fences logically pointing out (to keep people out of the dangerous area). And the rest of the adjacent area which went on for several miles was ringed with fences and barbed wire facing inward (to keep what or who in?) Also, interesting was the fact that the addition to the tops of the fences were fairly new as to not even contain any sign of rust on them. Within the grounds was a huge building that the guard said was a training range for policemen. There were newly constructed roads, new gray military looking buildings, and a landing strip. For what? Police cars were constantly patrolling the several mile perimeter of the area.
From the parking lot of the Odyssey Restaurant a better view could be taken of the area that was hidden from site from the highway. There was an area that contained about 100 black boxes that looked like railroad cars. We had heard that loads of railroad cars have been manufactured in Oregon outfitted with shackles. Would these be of that nature? From our position it was hard to determine.
In searching the Internet, I have discovered that there are about 600 of these prison sites around the country (and more literally popping up overnight do they work all night). They are manned, but yet do not contain prisoners. Why do they need all these non-operating prisons? What are they waiting for? We continuously hear that our current prisons are overcrowded and they are releasing prisoners because of this situation. But what about all these facilities? What are they really for? Why are there armed guards yet no one to protect themselves against? And what is going to be the kick-off point to put these facilities into operation?
What would bring about a situation that would call into effect the need for these new prison facilities? A man-made or natural catastrophe? An earthquake, panic due to Y2K, a massive poisoning, a panic of such dimensions to cause nationwide panic?
Once a major disaster occurs (whether it is a real event or manufactured event does not matter) Martial Law is hurriedly put in place and we are all in the hands of the government agencies (FEMA) who thus portray themselves as our protectors. Yet what happens when we question those in authority and how they are taking away all of our freedoms? Will we be the ones detained in these camp sites? And who are they going to round up? Those with guns? Those who ask questions? Those that want to know what's really going on? Does that include any of us? The seekers of truth?
When first coming across this information I was in a state of total denial. How could this be? I believed our country was free, and always felt a sense of comfort in knowing that as long as we didn't hurt others in observing our freedom we were left to ourselves. Ideally we treated everyone with respect and honored their uniqueness and hoped that others did likewise.
It took an intensive year of searching into the hidden politics to discover that we are as free as we believe we are. If we are in denial, we don't see the signs that are staring at us, but keep our minds turned off and busy with all the mundane affairs of daily life.
We just don't care enough to find out the real truth, and settle for the hand-fed stories that come our way over the major media sources television, radio, newspaper, and magazines. But it's too late to turn back to the days of blindfolds and hiding our heads in the sand because the reality is becoming very clear. The time is fast approaching when we will be the ones asking "What happened to our freedom? To our free speech? To our right to protect ourselves and our family? To think as an individual? To express ourselves in whatever way we wish?"
Once we challenge that freedom we find out how free we really are. How many are willing to take up that challenge? Very few indeed, otherwise we wouldn't find ourselves in the situation that we are in at the present time. We wouldn't have let things progress and get out of the hands of the public and into the hands of those that seek to keep us under their control no matter what it takes, and that includes the use of force and detainment for those that ask the wrong questions.
Will asking questions be outlawed next? Several instances have recently been reported where those that were asking questions that came too near the untold truth (the cover up) were removed from the press conferences and from the public's ear. Also, those that wanted to speak to the press were detained and either imprisoned, locked in a psychiatric hospital, slaughtered (through make-believe suicides) or discredited.
Why are we all in denial over these possibilities? Didn't we hear about prison camps in Germany, and even in the United States during World War II? Japanese individuals were rounded up and placed in determent camps during the duration of the War. Where was their freedom?
You don't think it could happen to you? Obviously those rounded up and killed didn't think it could happen to them either. How could decent people have witnessed such atrocities and still said nothing? Are we going to do the same here as they cart off one by one those individuals who are taking a stand for the rights of the citizens as they expose the truth happening behind the scenes? Are we all going to sit there and wonder what happened to this country of ours? Where did we go wrong? How could we let it happen?
I just got back from a FEMA Detainment Camp
I'm extremely depressed to report that things seem to only be getting sadder concerning the people so devastatingly affected by Katrina last week. Two car loads of us headed over to Falls Creek, a youth camp for Southern Baptist churches in Oklahoma that agreed to have its facilities used to house Louisiana refugees. I'm afraid the camp is not going to be used as the kind people of the churches who own the cabins believe it was going to be used.
Jesse Jackson was right when he said "refugees" was not the appropriate word for the poor souls dislocated due to Katrina. But he was wrong about why it is not appropriate. It's not appropriate because they are detainees, not refugees.
Falls Creek is like a small town that is closed down about 9 months out of the year. It is made up of cabins that range from small and humble to large and grandiose, according to how much money the church who owns the cabin has. Each cabin has full kitchen facilities, bathrooms and usually have two large bunkrooms - one for women and one for men. The occupancy of the cabins varies according to the church. This past week the Southern Baptist association of Oklahoma offered the facility as a place to house refugees from the Katrina disaster. Each church owning a cabin was then called to find out if they would make their cabin available. Churches across the state agreed.
I started my journey by loading six large trash bags full of clothes in the back of my beetle buggy. I then went to the local Dollar General and purchased various hygiene products, snacks and even a set of dominoes and a deck of cards. I had my daughter take her own shopping cart and go and select her own items that she wanted to take. I told her to imagine herself without anything in the world and then select what she would need to live every day.
We then met up with my elderly parents who had gone to the Dollar Store themselves, and to the grocery store and had spent WAY too much of their limited social security on the venture. But that's okay. We ended up having to take both vehicles on the 150 mile round trip because they were both pretty full. My son showed up and wanted to go. He drove my parents while my daughter and I rode in my car.
To say we all left with excitement would be appropriate. My 78 year old mother is a "fixer". She loves to help people and she absolutely needs some one to dote over. That she was about to be able to help some people who had lost all in their lives had her feeling physically healthier than I've seen her in days. I was glad to get the chance to actively do something other than donate what little I can to some faceless charity hoping it would get to the people who needed it. I felt glad I could do some small something that might cut through the helplessness I've felt over this situation. Both of my kids were eager to assist.
The only odd thing that occurred prior to setting off happened while I was gassing up in our small town. My daughter was pumping the gas and a lady she knew pulled up to an adjacent pump. My daughter started telling her where we were going and that we were taking things to the refugees. The lady told my daughter that she had been told the Red Cross was not allowing any one to deliver supplies. When I returned to the car from paying for the gas my daughter informed of this. I told her that the Red Cross would not be preventing the members of our church from entering our own cabin, so it really didn't matter. It was at that point we decided to stop back by the house and get my daughter's camera so that she could take pictures if required.
From the moment I heard about Falls Creek being scheduled to receive refugees I had two thoughts run through my mind:
1. What a beautiful place to be able to stay while trying to get your life back in order.
2. What a terrible location to be when you're trying to get your life back in order.
The first thought is because Falls Creek is nestled in the Arbuckle Mountains of south central Oklahoma. One of the more beautiful regions of the state. It would be a peaceful and beautiful place to try to start mending emotionally, and begin to figure what you're going to do next.
The second thought comes because Falls Creek is very secluded and absolutely no where near a population center. The closest route from Falls Creek to a connecting road is three miles on a winding narrow road called "High Road" (It gets that name for two reasons - it's goes over the mountain instead of around it like "Low Road" does, and it's where the teenagers of the area go to party). The road has not a single home on it for over 3 miles. After battling that 3 miles over mountains, you'll find yourself about 5 miles from the nearest town, Davis, Oklahoma, population ca. 2000. This is no place to start a new life.
A few pictures headed toward Falls Creek over High Road to give you a feel of the seclusion.
All of sudden the landscape changed from picturesque
mountainous rural America, to something foreign to me as we
approached the rear gate of the camp. Two Oklahoma State
Patrol vehicles and four Oklahoma Troopers guarded the gate.
We started through and they stopped us.
"Can I help you, ma'am?"
I informed him we're here to deliver supplies to *our
church's name* cabin. He stood silent and stared at me. My
daughter turned and snapped a picture of his vehicle - very
conspicuously.
I smiled at him and he asked, "Do you know where that cabin
is located?"
I informed him I did. He looked at me a bit longer and then
said, "Ok" and stepped away from the car. They stopped my
parents' vehicle as well, but I assume my son informed them
he was with us. They let them pass.
We made our way through the narrow streets toward our
church's cabin.
We noticed that the various church cabins had numbered
placards on them that normally weren't there.
We arrived at our cabin and started toting the clothes in. We
finally found a group of men upstairs in the dorms trying to
do something alien to them - make beds. They had almost
completed the room of bunk beds and told us we could go over
to the ladies' dorm room and start on it. We lugged our sacks
of clothes back down the stairs. Then we got the first
negative message. "You can't bring any clothes in. FEMA has
stated they will accept no more clothes. They've had 30
people sorting clothes for days. They don't want anymore." My
mind couldn't help but go back over the news articles that
have accused FEMA of refusing water in to Jefferson Parrish,
or turning fuel away.
We lugged the bags of clothes back to the car. We then turned
to bringing in our personal hygiene products. That's when we
learned our cabin had been designated a "male only" cabin.
Approximately 40 men, ranging from age 13 on up would be
housed there. We started resacking the female products and
sorted out everything that would be useful for men.
We lugged the bags of female products back to the car. We
asked if they knew of a cabin that had been designated for
women. The "host" (the hosts are Oklahoma civilians who have
been employeed??? by FEMA to reside at each cabin and have
already gone through at least one "orientation" meeting
conducted by FEMA at "BASE" which is some unknown but
repetitively referred location within the camp) told us he
believed McAlester cabin was dedicated to females. He then
explained there were male, female and family cabins
designated.
We then started lugging in our food products. The foods I had
purchased were mainly snacks, but my mother - God bless her
soul - had gone all out with fresh vegetables, fruits, canned
goods, breakfast cereals, rice, and pancake fixings. That's
when we got the next message: They will not be able to use
the kitchen.
Excuse me? I asked incredulously.
FEMA will not allow any of the kitchen facilities in any of
the cabins to be used by the occupants due to fire hazards.
FEMA will deliver meals to the cabins. The refugees will be
given two meals per day by FEMA. They will not be able to
cook. In fact, the "host" goes on to explain, some churches
had already enquired about whether they could come in on
weekends and fix meals for the people staying in their cabin.
FEMA won't allow it because there could be a situation where
one cabin gets steaks and another gets hot dogs - and...
it could cause a riot.
It gets worse.
He then precedes to tell us that some churches had already
enquired into whether they could send a van or bus on Sundays
to pick up any occupants of their cabins who might be
interested in attending church. FEMA will not allow this. The
occupants of the camp cannot leave the camp for any reason.
If they leave the camp they may never return. They will be
issued FEMA identification cards and "a sum of money" and
they will remain within the camp for the next 5 months.
My son looks at me and mumbles "Welcome to Krakow."
My mother then asked if the churches would be allowed to come
to their cabin and conduct services if the occupants wanted
to attend. The response was "No ma'am. You don't understand.
Your church no longer owns this building. This building is
now owned by FEMA and the Oklahoma Highway Patrol. They have
it for the next 5 months." This scares my mother who asks "Do
you mean they have leased it?" The man replies, "Yes,
ma'am...lock, stock and barrel. They have taken over
everything that pertains to this facility for the next 5
months."
We then lug all food products requiring cooking back to the
car. We start unloading our snacks. Mom appeared to have
cornered the market in five counties on pop-tarts and
apparently that was an acceptable snack so the guy started
shoving them under the counter. He said these would be good
to tied people over in between their two meals a day. But he
tells my mother she must take all the breakfast cereal back.
My mother protests that cereal requires no cooking. "There
will be no milk, ma'am." My mother points to the huge
industrial double-wide refrigerator the church had just
purchased in the past year. "Ma'am, you don't understand...
It could cause a riot."
He then points to the vegetables and fruit. "You'll have to
take that back as well. It looks like you've got about 10
apples there. I'm about to bring in 40 men. What would we do
then?"
My mother, in her sweet, soft voice says, "Quarter them?"
"No ma'am. FEMA said no...
It could cause a riot. You don't understand the type of
people that are about to come here...."
I turn and walk out of the room...lugging all the healthy
stuff back to the car. My son later tells me the man went on
to say "We've already been told of teenage girls delivering
fetuses on buses." My son steps toward him and says "That's
because they've almost been starved to death, haven't had a
decent place to get a good night's sleep, and their bodies
can't keep a baby alive. I'm not sure that's any evidence
some one should be using to show these are 'bad people'."
We then went to the second dorm room and made up beds. When
we got through and were headed outside the host says to me
and my daughter, "How did you get in here?" I told him we
came in through the back gate. He replies, "No, HOW did you
get in here? No one who doesn't have credentials showing is
supposed to be in here." (I had noticed all the "hosts" had
two or three badges hanging around their necks.) I told him
it might have had something to do with the fact my daughter
was snapping pictures of the OHP presence at the gate. He
then tells us, "Well, starting in the morning NO ONE comes
in. So if you have further goods you want to donate you will
have to take them to your local church. They will collect
them until they have a full load and then bring them to the
front gate."
Me and my two kids then walked over the hill to the camp's
amphitheater.
First - just another OHP car...
The amphitheater is full of clothes (but I'm not sure I'm
seeing enough for 5000 people for 5 months).
But there was more...an Oklahoma Department of Safety truck
and a military vehicle...
and a cell phone tower (which fretling didn't get a pic
of...grrr). Falls Creek, because it sits in a "bowl"
surrounded by mountains, is notorious for no cell phone
coverage.
There were buses coming in the front gate at about a rate of
1 every 2 or 3 minutes. We could hear them below us as we
walked back up the hill. We could also see their white tops
through the trees. We figured these were busloads of refugees
arriving, but we never saw these buses in the camps, nor were
any refugees visible at the camp while we were there.
We then loaded back into our vehicles and headed toward the
cabin we had been told was for women so that we could
off-load our appropriate products. When we arrived there was
no one in the cabin so we preceded to unload our vehicles and
take the merchandise in to the cabin. A horde of "hosts" who
had been hovering at a nearby cabin head toward us.
"Can we help you?"
I explained to them what we were doing.
"Uhh... you can't just leave donated goods in the cabins.
FEMA has stated they want all supplies to go to their central
warehouse. They said they have had far too many supplies come
in and they need to handle them. You can't leave ANY
clothes."
I just stared at them.
One chubby-checker, after several moments of pregnant pause
broken only by the sound of my 82 year old dad continuing to
shuffle boxes out of the back of his car (GO DAD!), says
"I'll call "BASE" and confirm what should happen here."
I continue to stare.
He pounds out the number on his cell phone and when some one
picks up he chickens out and just asks "I need to verify that
cabin 11 is a female only facility." When he hangs up he says
that it is and I respond, "Well, good, we'll get on with this
then." It's at that point my son pulls me aside and says,
"Every damned one of them have the same phone. That's what
the comm tower is for at the amphitheater. Now we know how
FEMA runs through billions, they've given every one of these
people a Cingular phone when walkie-talkies would have worked
just fine."
We off-load our goods into the McAlester cabin. Fretling
takes pics of the buckets of toys that have been donated by
citizens for the kiddos coming this way.
And a dorm room:
We then start out of the camp. I tell my daughter I want to
go out the main gate this time. Here is what we saw on the
way out:
Just another OHP car...
This cabin was apparently commandeered by a group of people
in navy blue jumpsuits with insignias all over them. You can
see them in the left side of this pic. But they were standing
all over the place on both sides of the narrow street.
This is just one OHP car in a long line of them parked along
the side of the street.
Three firetrucks parked along the river.
Talk about a surreal moment...troops (unknown if Regular or
National Guard) have taken up residency in the Durant First
Baptist Church cabin very near the main gate of the camp.
Two things to point out in the pictures above...we passed a
row of about 6 or 8 ambulances parked in the street just in
front of the troop cabin, and the large tent on the top of
the hill...we have no idea what that is for.
Main gate completely blocked by OHP vehicles as we approach:
More OHP vehicles parked at the rear gate as we pass by:
Now I'm starting to understand why it doesn't matter that
this location is not conducive to starting a new life.
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