Anyway, here's an excerpt: One firefighter said:
"You got 100 floors of offices and you don't find a single desk. You don't find a chair. You don't even find a phone."
I looked in all of these spaces as the firefighters did their job, gingerly stepping from one beam to the next, and yet I found nothing more than they did. What I DID find in that negative space is a lot of hatred and despair. And who created that hatred and despair? Not us. Not any of us as individuals, in any country, but rather the governments that we elected. It is so sad.
Ironically right now at the library I am sitting next to M******, the brother of the young man who appears with that bad-assed Haselblad in the "about us" section of today's featured website, "Workingfirefighters." M****** just took a very high security job somewhere with the government but I ain't getting into any of THAT. I wish him luck and he knows never to email me from work, no shit sherlock. But he DOES know the Truth about Franconia now that he read over my shoulder the 1997 Search Warrant Application filed by Easton Police Chief Robert Every that I am about to post next.
And I wish him and his family all the safety in the World; they are not dirt bags like Franconia's Bruce McKay.