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originally posted by: Cygnis
a reply to: Rosinitiate
The idea that we have a choice... is the true conspiracy..
What if it is all designed behind closed doors, and it's already decided.
"It is enough that the people know there was an election. The people who cast the votes decide nothing. The people who count the votes decide everything." -Joseph Stalin
originally posted by: MotherMayEye
originally posted by: Rosinitiate
Just wow...great job!
One coincidence I thought seemed obvious that you omitted, maybe on purpose, what if Cecil assumed Pia's identity and perhaps salary knowing full well of Pia's....situation. Isn't politics all about favors? Obama must have done something right, for someone.
Ha! Well, I like to speculate that Pia died before $1500 was withdrawn from her account in February 2009. In my mind, she died just before the Nov. 2008 election and that last withdrawal was made to make it seem her death happened after the election.
Not that it matters. It's a pretty damning connection.
But, she didn't cast a vote in the 2008 presidential election even though she was registered and I find that enough to wildly speculate.
Could be that assuming her pay or just swiping $1500 was the cherry on the rotten cake.
For more than 35 years, I've been a "Hired Gun", successfully extracting and separating banks from some of their money. Well, I guess a better way of putting it would be that I've been employeed by some of the finest bank computer software and service providers for the past three and a half decades and have thus managed to eke out a reasonably comfortable existance for myself and family.
originally posted by: Cygnis
Wow... This is what I come to this site for.. Content like this.
The rabbit hole is deep.
No one seems to crawl down it anymore tho.
Excellent information, OP. S&F.
Yes.. the corruption is massive, deep, and very invasive.
It would shake the world to it's core, should the truth ever become common man's knowledge.
I hope to see such a day, in my life-time.
Now the next question is.. What did Pia know, that got her silenced. What was so detrimental that they were scared of her spewing to the media?
Was this all cover-up for Obama's presidency?
originally posted by: Rosinitiate
"For more than 35 years, I've been a "Hired Gun", successfully extracting and separating banks from some of their money. Well, I guess a better way of putting it would be that I've been employeed by some of the finest bank computer software and service providers for the past three and a half decades and have thus managed to eke out a reasonably comfortable existance for myself and family."
Why now....that wouldn't be there some of that doublespeak now would it? Wonder never cease.
■ May 9, 2008: Farrenkopf's last day of work after resigning from her job.
■ May 2008: Her bank account had $87,199.80 in it. No deposits were made after that.
■ Oct. 15, 2008: She was ticketed in Pontiac for driving with a suspended license, expired plates and no proof of insurance.
■Feb. 25, 2009: A withdrawal of $1,500 was made from her bank account. Only electronic debits were made after that date.
■ On or after Feb. 25, 2009: Date of death listed for Farrenkopf by the Oakland County Medical Examiner's Office.
originally posted by: randyvs
a reply to: Boadicea
You were definitely paying attention weren't you.
Her mail didn't stack up, the lawn was mowed, her driveway was cleared of snow and many of her bills were paid automatically.
In January, the mortgage holder sent two men to inspect the house and garage and take photographs. They went into the garage and one of them opened the door of a 2003 green Jeep Liberty, searched for the registration and then left. They reported nothing unusual.
Then Trademark Property Solutions was hired to make repairs, and two other men were dispatched to fix the hole in the roof that was allowing raccoons to nest there. They also were supposed to take photos of the house and garage.
On March 5, 2014, Matthew Anderson and Charles Goff walked into the two-car garage and saw the SUV parked there. Goff later told deputies he saw what he thought was a Halloween mask in the backseat and opened the back door.
originally posted by: Ridhya
We need a transcript of her argument with the boss methinks.
Dad was a Master Mason and I was so proud as he presented me with my apron when I was raised to that sublime degree. In the early spring of 1981, Dad died at home on the Goeldner Land he loved. His family misses him immensely. I miss him every day.
This is the only picture I have of my twin brother, Aaron - on the left and here I am on the right at age 16. He had already left home by then and I never heard from him again except for this picture he sent me. There were some early reports of his being seen in Tupelo, MS and later somewhere around the Memphis area, but I was never able to ascertain if there was any truth to these rumored sightings or if it was just someone having fun at my expense.
web.archive.org...://home.att.net/~c.goeldner/mytwin.html
I had no siblings to quarrel with and during summers, I would pass a lot of free time roaming the farm. I had limited responsibilities, nothing more than a few chores consisting of caring for our chickens and of course, my dog “Tuffy”.
web.archive.org...://home.att.net/~c.goeldner/whois_1.html
originally posted by: StoutBroux
I'm still digesting all the info on this thread. Great one by the way, many stars and flag.
After going to the archived site on Cecil, I do have an observation to make regarding some information which appears odd to me:
This is the only picture I have of my twin brother, Aaron - on the left and here I am on the right at age 16. He had already left home by then and I never heard from him again except for this picture he sent me. There were some early reports of his being seen in Tupelo, MS and later somewhere around the Memphis area, but I was never able to ascertain if there was any truth to these rumored sightings or if it was just someone having fun at my expense.
web.archive.org...://home.att.net/~c.goeldner/mytwin.html
I had no siblings to quarrel with and during summers, I would pass a lot of free time roaming the farm. I had limited responsibilities, nothing more than a few chores consisting of caring for our chickens and of course, my dog “Tuffy”.
web.archive.org...://home.att.net/~c.goeldner/whois_1.html
In fact, after reading quite a bit of his information, there is not ONE mention nor even ANY indication he had a brother much less a twin, with the exception of the 1st quote above. This is weird.
Hey JimBoy,
Wait till you hear about the bum luck I had up here in Canada last week.
Well ya see, it was like this... I went out at lunchtime to see if I could get lucky. In December it's kinda cool to be out begging on the street corner up here in Regina, Saskatchewan, but if you don't spend the time, you don't get a dime. So there I was all alone on the corner of Moose Jaw Blvd and Saskatchewan Drive, dug in deep against the blowing snow, when suddenly I get a glimpse of a dog sled coming downwind on Moose Jaw Blvd. There must have been at least a dozen or more dogs pulling that thing and they were coming fast. The driver was hunkered down behind the sled so that I could hardly see him with the wind ablowin' wild and all the snow they were kickin' up.
Then something caught my eye, as it seemed to tumble, or was tossed, out of the sled just as it rounded the corner at full tilt and quickly pulled out of sight. I glanced around; there was no one there but me, so I ran over to see what it could be. I found it in the snow, picked it up, brushed it off and discovered a rather common, long-necked, brown bottle.
It felt almost empty, but I shook it anyway and drew back in surprise when an Eskimo Genie appeared. I could tell it was a female when she rather tiredly said "Okay, what's your pleasure?" I knew right off that this was gonna be my lucky day and uttered aloud, "I sure wish that all of my friends could see me now!" Then I noticed a rather quizzical expression form on her weathered face and the little old Eskimo Genie gave a perplexed shrug, twitched her wrinkled nose a few times and said, "Okay, everyone of your friends is standing right here looking at you, Kid."
With that, she grabbed up the bottle, ran off into the wind and was almost immediately swallowed up in the blowing snow. Then at the last minute it looked like she sorta just disappeared back into the bottle, all except for one gloved hand that reached out and grabbed ahold of the long neck of that bottle and flung it away into the flurry.
I ain't exactly real sure about what happened next cause right then two abominable snowmobiles came racing and screaming down that same street, heading right at me and I had to jump back out of their way or get splattered. It happened so fast that I completely lost track of the bottle. In a second it was over and I was again alone on the street, out in the cold, but at least you know why I might act kinda skittery if I see an old longneck bottle layin' around. And say, if you should happen to bump into a little old Eskimo Genie, be awful careful how you respond to that first question...
Yore unlucky cousin-in-law,
The Klondike Kid