“Welcome to the ever-expanding club of money nuts. I’ve been one for 50 years; fat lot of good it has done me.”
There’s been much written about how the world money supply is being run by secret societies of the occult; strange people hidden in the shadows from the pubic eye only to appear once every few decades in clandestine encampments to decide the fate of empires; to discuss the fortunes of money and to roast marshmallows and weenies.
One of these well-documented groups is the Bilderberg group; another is The Knights Templar. Today you may hear much about the Carlyle group. If you know little or nothing about these groups and their grubby little meetings — deciding the fates and destiny’s of entire nations — then this article is for you.
The Knights or just another one of my shameless promotional attempts at making some pocket change? You decide.
Let’s face it, who isn’t interested in having money? Who isn’t interested in obtaining more of it? I know I am. And, I’ll bet that, if you are still reading this article, then you’d like to learn more about money and how you can get more control over it — therefore more control over your lives!
But first, to pique your interest in something that you already don’t have enough of, I’d like to share with you some pictures of my money collection:
Last issued in 1918, the $5000 dollar Federal Reserve Note. The man in on the bill is James Madison. Let me tell you a little about this dude: He was the fourth president of the United States — As I mentioned in an earlier article, the number 4 is a very unlucky number: It means death. Even now, I don’t know if James Madison’s death was natural or an accident. A strange coincidence? I think not.
The story gets even stranger when you realize that the current Bush administration (a sub-division of the Carlyle group) is making every effort to smear all of its enemies (including, but not limited to): John Kerry, Joe Wilson, Michael Moore, etc.
It really hits the point of complete and utter bizarreness when you realize that the smear continues all the way to James Madison and his wife! Check on the Internet for yourself at whitehouse.com. The Bush administration calls Madison a wimp and a “pee-on” and claims his wife was gay! Here’s a direct quote from that website:
“At his inauguration, James Madison, a small, wizened man, appeared old and worn; Washington Irving described him as “but a withered little apple-John.” But whatever his deficiencies in charm, Madison’s buxom wife Dolley compensated for them with her warmth and gaiety….”
Buxom!? “Withered little apple-John!?” Gaiety!? Shocking! Can you believe the smut that our own federal government places on its websites? Talk about Internet porn! The lengths these people will go to meet their sordid goals! Have they no shame?
Of course it’s easy to understand why anyone would want to control the money supply. This is an obvious point. But if you are like me, you can just add them all up! Consider the questions of secret occult societies; the Bilderberg group; the Knights; Carlyle; and James Madison’s “withered little apple-John”; Doesn’t this just beg the questions: Who could possibly think up all this stuff? Why would anyone want to? And, finally, how do they know his “little John” was withered? Were they peeking?
Of course, we will never know the answers to these questions.
Next up, let’s examine another of my prize photos:
The Holy Grail of American bills: Ten Thousand American Dollars! Wow! Can you say it? Ten — thousand — American — dollars! No, no… You just read it in your mind only. This time I want you to read it and say it out loud so everyone around you can hear you. Okay? Let’s try again. Now say it loud:
“Ten — thousand — American — dollars!” Louder:
“Ten — thousand — American — dollars!” One louder:
“Eleven — thousand — American — dollars!!!”
Now, look around you. If you said it loud enough, even one loud enough, people are staring at you right now. And you know why? Because anytime anyone says, “Eleven thousand American dollars!” out loud, people will take notice!
Some of those people staring at you right now think you are rich. Some will think you are a fruitbar. But either way, the allure of major bucks is undeniable.
I’ll bet you haven’t seen one of those in a little while. The ten thousand dollar note was last issued in 1934 and features Salmon P. Chase.
Who is Salmon P. Chase, you ask? Good question. This guy is “scum-of-the-earth.” He was Abraham Lincoln’s Treasury secretary during the Civil War. He faced the daunting task stealing other people’s money to finance the Union war effort and “maintaining the nation’s solvency.” (Yeah, right!) He created a national banking system, issued fiat money, and established an Internal Revenue Division.
I’d say, “Death to Salmon P. Chase!” But he’s dead already… Fair enough.
Now why this guy, who was never a president, is on the front of a ten thousand dollar bill, in-spite of his being a sleazy stinkin’ crony for the Feds is obvious — But the story takes a peculiarly queer turn when you realize that, in 1829, Chase passed the bar and became a lawyer. Contrast that with our current president of the United States, George W. Bush, who passed out at a bar and needed a lawyer!
Even president Bush could not argue that the story becomes clearer as the alcohol wears off. Agreed?
Before I go any further into this subject, I’d suggest you read the “other side of the coin” (pun intended) by investigating writings by a man named Gary North. Gary really gets into the “nuts and bolts” (pun intended) of this entire disgustingly filthy money affair. From what I hear, the guy is either an expert on money or a truly crazed money conspiracy “nut” — I guess it all depends on how you look at it.
Read what Gary has to say. The more questions answered; the more questions you will conceive.
As for me, I’ll keep in mind the ancient Chinese saying, “Let sleeping dogs lay.” Or in the case of money, could it be “Let sleazy dogs lie”?
I just want to be realistic about all this; all I know is that my wife controls all the money around here. I don’t wish or need to know anymore than that.
I also suspect that you, dear reader, probably do not have a real $5000 or $10,000 dollar bill. As, alas, neither do I. But I do have a picture of each. Hence, I wish to “share the wealth” with you. But you can bet, that if I really could, I would gladly give each and every one of you a million dollars. I would! I swear to God I would! I wish I could!
But I can’t. I just don’t have the money.
I only ask that, someday if you have the chance; if you have the money, would you do the same for me? I mean, really!
This article was inspired by Mr. Tom White — Poor destitute little bugger.
Mike (in Tokyo) Rogers [send him mail] was born and raised in the USA and moved to Japan in 1984. He has worked as an independent writer, producer, and personality in the mass media for nearly 30 years.