Wow! You have a good way with words. You should put yourself out there on a platform if you can. Most all the words here are what I think and am feeling. Thanks for that. I have noticed that the One person who started this thread has seemingly came and went. Perhaps it is because I am here? lmao! Where is Minty??
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Here is one I have watched recently which is a little long but basically shows in a nutshell what some think the last 4 plus years have been about. some also think this was a couple decades in the making. Me? I have actually been following this since early November 2017. Praying. Hoping and dreaming that this is true. Do I think it is? I am about 75 percent even with all the blows of recent. We know you will not find the truth if you look at the tv as we KNOW it is essentially controlled. 95 percent of all you see is.....
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I have a 3,00 word long post coming below. It's probably one of my longest ever posted on 3WW, or anywhere online maybe. It is a long read, but it is a very important read, and I hope that a few of you will see it through to the end for me, because it is about something very near and dear to my heart.
John - we're definitely on the same team man. We've just got different approaches of doing things, and maybe we're in different stages of grief, for lack of a better explanation or adjective. This is going to be a long post, and it'll probably put me on a few more government lists / redflags for actually explaining it, and raise some eyebrows of anyone that ever Googles my name and finds it, but here we go anyways. I hope it explains why I'm not more hyper, or up in arms than I may appear to be on the surface...
For many, this is their first major exposure to the corruptive power of government and it's ability to squash individuals and grind them into the dirt. To paint a visual image, think of the meme with the guy in the gallows, rope around his neck, where he looks to the guy next to him and says "First time"? Unfortunately, I've been exposed to and witnessed the destructive power of government, and those individuals wielding it, ever since I was a toddler.
Lets go back to the earliest impact to me personally. When I was born, my family owned property in the Big Cypress National Park. My father, had owned private property in the 'Glades since the late 1950s, prior to the existence of the NPS controlling big cypress in the manner in which it does today. Back in those days and obviously prior to my existence, that was the East Coast (and certainly FL) equivalent of Glamis. 720,000 acres. It was government land that people were allowed to use and enjoy with airboats, wheel and full tracked swamp buggies, 3wheelers (of which the US90s were insanely popular for their time) and it was literally like the East Coast version of Glamis out there. Amongst the glades there were still many privately owned parcels of lands, typically in hammocks or higher ground areas, where private individuals could build and keep their own camps. My father had one of those, as did many of his friends and acquaintances. There were hundreds of these camps spread out across the everglades. For many residents of South FL and the Miami area, you'd spend the week working, pack up your stuff Friday night, ride out to the Glades, unload your airboat or buggy and ride out to your camp to spend the weekend in the woods. There was all manner of contraptions made in the early days to ride in the glades with. Half tracks, machines with big round airplane tires, full track tank like machines made from snow-machine components. This is how people used and enjoyed the land and also their own land that they had rightfully acquired for their own ownership. Then, the National Park Service, and Big Cypress National Park came to be, in 1974.
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikiped...cropped%29.jpg (This is a map of the preserve in a larger size)
I can point to right exactly where our house was. And where friend’s houses were. And the spot that dad's camp was on. Until the park service burned it down.
At first, the park service was new and mostly inept at instigating change and controlling things, as most government agencies and processes are, for a period of time. I don’t know the exact time frame, but at some point, probably around 5 years after they were enacted, there became a strong push for the federal government through the NPS to buy up any privately owned property in the glades, so that they could better control traffic and the “impact” to the surrounding lands. Later on, they would ban almost all usage of the glades for anyone, whether you owned property out there or not, but we’re not there yet in the story.
It began with many of the environmental extremists that found their dream job employment in the NPS. Anyone or anything out in the woods that wasn’t to their liking, was a problem, and should be removed. Forcibly if they were unwilling to cooperate, of course. Not that unlike of what you’re hearing today. Each year, the NPS asked and got more and more money allocated to their land purchasing programs, where they could buy out willing private land owners. That’s free market, and that’s one thing. But then before long, there wasn’t that many willing people, willing to sell them their camps and property.
The park service then began using 3 weapons to strip ownership from private land owners in the glades and consolidate it all for themselves under the guise of the “greater good”.
#1 Eminent domain. Fair market value for mostly wet, swampy lands, with no utilities or viable development path were absolutely red ripe fruit as you can get for eminent domain. After a process they’d own your property and you’d get a pitiful check that was supposed to be a satisfactory dowery for raping you and your subsequent generations of the privately owned land they were entitled to, because government wanted it. And they had the means to take it from you at the point of a gun. Sometimes they eminent domained camps. Sometimes they’d eminent domain large plots of privately owned land and leave individuals with tiny little slivers of their original property as a consolation prize. Which was the case of my family.
#2 Extremely regulated usage of the glades. In a period of time it went from where every manner of vehicle was allowed in the glades and on trails, to nothing. So the amount of regulatory crap to deal with just escalated over and over throughout the years. It began with things that seemed like “common sense” like banning track buggies. Then it became where wheel buggies had to have certain tire sizes, couldn’t weigh over a certain amount (for ground pressure purposes) and could only be of certain physical sizes and dimensions. Again, to minimize impact. 3wheelers and ATVs were all banned once these later rules were instituted. Your buggies had to have annual stickers and get inspected to make sure they conformed with the rules. Even the wheel buggies and airboats began being regulated to only certain designated trails, ultimately. At what point is dealing with all of this bullshit worth it, to go out and get to your own camp, or go into the glades when you had the blessing to previously use it unencumbered? Who wouldn’t get sick of that kind ofand throw their hands up?
#3 and the worst one…”Controlled” burns. So the park service loved to do “controlled” burns throughout the year in the glades. Controlled burns themselves are very good for the ecology and are a necessary component to help mitigate the damage of unplanned actual wildfires cause when they do happen. We can look at the massive fires in California that could have all been mitigated to a much smaller degree with controlled burns if they greenies had allowed them instead of complaining about how they hurt nature. The NPS in the everglades though had a much more nefarious usage for controlled burns – they used them to burn down private camps “accidentally”. Dozens of camps long time owned and grandfathered in, and owned by individual unwilling and uninterested in selling, were burnt. The park service had good cause to do this too, it made it cheaper and easier to eminent domain the lands when the owner had less usage of the property, and it had no improvements at all on it. Now their acquisitions budget could buy them a 12-15 properties a year, instead of a half dozen, at best. And to add insult onto injury, the NPS would not ever let any of these camps be rebuilt or reconstructed, because they were all “nonconforming” or “grand fathered in”. Until they burnt down, of course.
To further illustrate this, I can’t draw a better comparison of what Gladesman and people that actually owned or lived in Big Cypress thought of the NPS, then to compare them to what many conservatives thought of the BATFE during the Ruby Ridge and Branch Dividian disasters. At face value, the NPS seems like an innocuous enough agency. Nice folks there in brown hats and uniforms to help protect the environment and make sure its there for future folks to enjoy. But many, many of them were environmental extremists wackjobs the likes of which words cannot accurately enough describe their derangement for anyone in the park besides them. They were the chosen ones. They were anointed by the federal government and their badge to be there. Not the individual. Certainly not the individual land owner. The individual was their enemy. The individual had to go. The individual was incompatible with the plan for the park.
During the height of this, there were some various individual property owner rights groups that came together and attempted to pool resources of attorneys and such to stop such a rampant overage of private property rights. I don’t know all the history exactly so much, but I know atleast one or two cases went to the supreme court and there was decades of legal battling over some of the eminent domain actions and the inability to rebuild burned camps. At some point, people just get frustrated and sick of dealing with government, and you know you aren’t going to win, so why waste brain power on things that you cannot change.
I was thinking about this a few years ago, and remembered a satirical video, from back in the day that I remember watching in the living room of mom and dad’s house that a neighboring gladesmen had brought over to watch. It was a funny video called “Big Park”. Wouldn’t you know it, YouTube be blessed, I happened to actually find it on there when I remembered it. It’s corny 1980s. Its about 10 minutes long, if you watch the first 5 or 6 you’ll get the jist of it, but its an amazing illustration and example of what it was actually like if you were a private land owner in the glades during that time. You'll even see my comment on the video, 7 years ago I made, when I found it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xvAB6DAhtM
So, now that you have the relevant information for the back story on the impact to me personally, we can continue on with that personally relevant parts.
So dad owned quite a little property in the glades. Back during this time he had a number of toys and machines to run in the glades, the likes of which I never even got to see because they were banned before I even came around. All I ever got to see were pictures, and a few videos, and many, many stories from dad and any of his friends about the good ole days.
Dad had a piece of land out there with a shop on it, an airboat landing, he build his own air strip, and his own rock pit lake. The park service eventually burned dads camp down, condemned it, and eminent domained everything but 5 acres, that they left him with. It was 5 acres with the shop, and a single wide trailer he lived in, that bordered the lake, that he had to look at everyday knowing he longer owned and could never use it again.
Eventually, not long before I was born, he built a house on this 5 acres that was to be where he wanted to live his days out for the rest of his life, because despite all the restrictions and bullfrom the NPS, he still absolutely loved the glades, and he loved his life long friends that lived out there by him also. It was a shell of it’s once former self, where dads place was like a busy corner store for people coming in and out of the woods, stopping by, countless airboats and buggies that were built in his shop for other people. People getting stuck, breaking down out in the woods and coming to the Golightly place to find someone to go rescue them and bring them back to the road – but it was still the Glades. It was his Glades he’d spent 50 years in.
You would think that after burning a man’s camp down, and eminent domaining the rest of his land for pennies save a little tiny consolation sliver, that’d be enough for the assholes in the NPS. But, you’d be wrong. That wasn’t enough. They wanted him, and us, gone. It wasn’t right for private individuals to own land and be out there in the glades at all – it belonged to nature by golly and they were going to make sure it went back that way with the full force and power of government at their side.
So then, all manner of harassment began. When dad went to build the house, every kind of red tape to cut and hurdle to jump for permitting and construction and everything else went into it, with people that worked for NPS calling building inspectors and county permit people almost daily to try and find some way to keep dad from building the house and further improving this property – but he jumped through all their friggen hurdles and red tape that lasted years, and he got it done.
You’d think this story would end there- but it gets worse.
About this time now I’m old enough I can actually remember things from first hand experience. The NPS had at least one, maybe two helicopters that they flew around in from time to time and used under the guise of checking for wildfires. Instead, they would use them to buzz overtop of privately owned property and houses, multiple times per day, to see what you were doing, and to generally just agitate theout of you. I remember multiple times, as a kid, being upstairs in the living room and looking out almost eye level with a helicopter flying over the property. And more times than I can remember being outside with dad, or riding my big red around the yard and watching them circle over, and over, and over again.
Then, the county road that went up to our house and many others in the area inside the park, began to be purposefully and intently neglected, so as to make it even more difficult and burdensome to go back and fourth from your own home. Dad and others use to actually maintain the road on their own and they did a pretty awesome job – obviously that wasn’t allowed any further at some point. Government could “do it better” – but they didn’t, of course. It caused concerns for families (and mine) that if there was an accident, something as simple as getting ambulance or EMTs out to you was severely impacted because of the condition of the road.
This went on for years. Until finally I, as a child, was beginning to pickup some of the frustrations and anger about these things, that I’d watched and observed my father live with for the past 20 or so years, and mom decided It was probably best we sell and move before we became another Ruby Ridge ourselves, basically. So the park service basically won out and got my dad’s place after all those years, after all. They made it miserable enough even he could no longer stomach it. When we finally moved, despite his love for the glades, all he had built there, all the years and good times with friends and family, it was not the same glades anymore, and never would be. We moved from there almost 30 years ago, and he never went back a single time. I think Big Cypress had been enacted almost exactly 20 years prior, to the year we moved away. It had taken 20 years to break him.
At 8 years old – this was my realization. That government could and would crush anyone, it so desired. You could play by the rules. You could buy the permits. You could follow the procedures and begrudgingly accept the processes. Or you could fight them tooth and nail with every fiber of your being knowing they were in the wrong and you were in the right, and at best, it only delayed the inevitable. No single hand is mighty enough to withstand it. Government and those in it, had that kind of absolute power.
I don’t blame mom and dad for their decision to move us out of the glades and to where I am now. They had to make a very difficult, logical based decision, but it crushed both their souls to do make that decision, that many years ago. I do blame the Park Service (and when I say that, I mean the people working in that organization, and administering it, and the apparatus it is, itself) and the federal government for existing in such a way, that individuals can be treated in such a manner. I blame them for existing in such a way and behaving in such a way, that I never got to enjoy the glades in the pure manner in which dad did. He rode me on the Big Red, through what use to be his old property, to the hammock where his old camp was, illegally because no one was permitted to be in that area anymore for any reason. That was the only time I ever got to see it, because we were confined to the remaining 5 acres. My children will never know it or even care to know it. Something that was such an integral part of their ancestors life, and their personal property, that by rights, should have eventually been theirs.
Even at 8 years old, I saw and understood what had happened, and what irreparable damage it did to my parents as individuals, to have withstood that.
In the satirical video above, the families house becomes a ranger station. Today, my dad's house is government subsidized housing for park rangers that work in Big Cypress National Park, in real life.
Later in life I my run in with local government when I had the commercial motocross track I built and operated, only to have the shut down and squashed under the boot of an entity after I pulled every permit and went through every hearing I was asked and mandated to do, and did everything by the letter of the book, just to have that ripped from me and face financial ruin in the family because of that, but that’s a story for another time. I knew what kind of power they wielded and what was possible that time, I just hoped it wouldn’t come to be, but it did. If you go back around 2007 or so, there are posts from me about that whole ordeal, here on the site in a few places still probably.
I don’t “give up” in trying to do my thing and believing that there are ways and processes to shape a future more beneficial. But it’s a reason I often cite and hope for a lesser, smaller government in general over any particular party or power. Ultimately I think the Republicans are more self conscious wielding that power, but like Thomas Massie says – the congressional Lapel pin is like the “ring of power” from Lord of the Rings. He calls it precious, and it corrupts absolutely. He’s right.
So not much surprises me. Maybe I live in an elevated state of perpetual skepticism and expectation of what’s around the corner because of these things? I have lived and watched the crushing power of government first hand and in person enough to have an idea of how it operates, I wish I didn’t, but I do. Once the processes and procedures are in place, that big government power train gets rolling, there is no stopping it. Look at the massive assed keystone pipeline project as an example. Tens of thousands of jobs, industry, and all manner of interconnected private processes and lives vaporized in a flash. That is power my friends. Government power. That power attracts the kind of people that will do anything to wield it, too.
We as individuals have to be involved in the policy making side, and make our changes and impact there. That’s the only place that actually matters.
So this is probably been much more of a tirade and explanation than anyone would ever want to read I am sure, but that’s a little back story on the reason I think the way I do, and say the things I say, from time to time. I have more first hand experience with government soul crushing individuals than I care to think about and dwell on.
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One can only beat their head up against the wall so often before they get blood in their eyes.
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Wow Billy, that is a lot to respond to. Gives one a different perspective of your views. I did read it all. and I did watch the vid. Found myself thinking about the scare I had during the "Oregon Standoff". And thethat went on at "Bundy Ranch" not very long ago. Did not go to Oregon during that
show but was ever so close! Have Family that lives right on the border of Utah Nevada. Family and friends that had/have personal relationships with the Bundy family still. I saw what happened there first hand and if you got your info on it from "the news" you were lied to!!!!! Total government take over in both these cases (linked because of friendships and the Bundy's involvement and patriotism). There are still patriots locked up over all this even though the Bundy's won the case (for now). Remember the ay they shot and killed LeVoy Finicum?? I was so shook up as an American that day. said he pulled a gun but that was a lie.
Anyway, I should not have written all that perhaps. I said before in this thread I am sure that my "redpill" was 911. I pretty much grew up poor. So nobody in my past has ever really had much to take. But my modest home on 0.19 acres is now in danger! Our home is on a main road on an ever more busy street in a growing (apparently Utah grew faster than any other state last year) and much building to he west. Not that I like living here anyway anymore but now it looks like they may take some or all through this eminent domain. been wondering for years but we got a letter of changes to come on our street and the widening is coming.
Still unsure of why I am even writing any of this. guess just we all go stories. Billy, my first thing I was gonna do here is to thank you for taking the time to write all that out. You did not have to. It took time. But gave a certain perspective. Also thanks for putting up with me (a nobody here I am sure you know where I came from and yet you put up with me).
The whole topic of this thread was about basically "conspiracy". In which there is always some truth just like in the Bundy case. The world was told and believes they are/were criminals. They were/are much like your dad.
Sadly Billy’s story is one many.
You can’t see much in this image I found on the Internet, but I have an original in a scrap book. It’s of a woman I knew who was brutally evicted from her home at gun point by the RCMP to make room for treating Winnipeg ‘s waste water near highway 8 and the perimeter for those of you from up there. She’s wearing slippers and a coat and bawling her eyes out in the freezing cold.
They couldn’t afford a lawyer and the government paid them next to nothing converting them from proud farmers into a homeless family in a day. It was so internationally controversial at the time that Kennedy referred to it in a speech.
I don’t know of a country in the World where this hasn’t happened. After all, might makes right and the meek only inherit the Earth in Sunday school.
Thanks for taking the time to fully read and digest it. That means more to me than you know, because while I will usually say "my family had property in the Everglades" - I can only think of a handful of times in my life I've gave the complete story. Most people have no concept or understanding of it and it's impact. And we were only one but dozens of families actively living in the park, and hundreds upon hundreds of camps that were impacted by this behavior.
It is funny you mention the Bundy stand-off because as I was watching it on TV, I thought back to everything that had happened in the glades. To my knowledge there was never that much of an organized/armed resistance down there beyond just a few "crazy asses" that just wound up getting put in prison for not following what the rangers or other laws instructed them to do. The burning of the camps was the parks way to minimize direct face to face standoffs. There was little left to defend at that point.
Dad tells some people that when he built his house out of concrete, it was because of storms and hurricanes so it would be strong against them. That is partially true, but its also because if they ever tried to burn the last 5 acres they left him with, he wanted a house that wouldn't burn, so that they couldn't tell him he couldn't rebuild it, like they'd done with everyone's camps. Walls. Roof. Everything was concrete. Pretty bad when you have to think about building a house in such a way to keep your own government from burning it down and preventing you from returning to it on your own privately owned land, in America, huh? 40 years ago even.
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One can only beat their head up against the wall so often before they get blood in their eyes.
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The Fracas part of the forum is for non trike stuff that can lead to heated discussion. There were a few former members that just let loose on each other and it made sense to start a different forum as there are families that let their children access this website. Anyone should have access it is not a restricted part of 3
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I've not really had the time for a well thought out reply here, but I just wanted to take the time to at least "circle back" and say bravo to William for that post. I mean seriously man, way to share. It's an amazing, yet obviously sad story, but very well written and it certainly does explain things.
I'm seeing some promising things going on outside of the MSM. There is some good news, like official stuff. At this moment Maricopa County is facing a full forensic audit, and not one conducted by the same people trying to cheat. This could set, my favorite word...... a precedent! Also the Pennsylvania secretary of state just resigned under circumstances I've been led to believe are suspicious.
I'd still like to drop a longer reply in here at some point.
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I'm just curious how many people know about four/fourteen eyes, or that a lot of things started to go downhill for the US in the 1940's and possibly sooner depending on the definition of downhill.
Maybe anyone who already knows about things like the Battle of Athens or how the Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh took over a small US town and literally poisoned the people, or Operation Sea-Spray. Hell, even watched Harlan County USA.
I don't participate in a lot (any) of discussion like this, but I do read it and do research. Times aren't a changin, they have been changed for a long time.
It's kind of like if people are scared of climate change, why aren't they buying in bulk more frozen northern land that will be prime farm land in their lifetime. They could be buying land 100 miles from the coast that will pay for their retirement as beachfront property in 50 years. It's all about planning and not just talking.
We didn't start the fire, but we found a way to use it's warmth. A demi-god didn't try to save the world, just the people who listened. It's impossible to save the human world, it has already been destroyed multiple times and never learns. Obligatory muah ha ha ha evil laugh...Needful Things (kill thy neighbor).
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"four/fourteen eyes". Please tell more or show me where I can learn. I would like to know what this is.