Update: July 1, 8:57 pm: A reader supplied this link. Seems like fear-mongering to some degree. Look at the photo. I didn’t feel anything here in southern Arizona. Perhaps the second troop of helicopters was on the way to peruse the area along the lakes and dams of the Salt River. Recommend you read the comments below. ~ BP
This was a first, and on the first. These are terrible pictures as I wasn’t prepared with the iPad with a partially blocked lens. They look like insects.
At 10:45 this morning I heard a familiar but bigger-than-usual rumble, and watched as EIGHT Apaches picked their way across the chemtrail-free sky to the south, with a Chinook slightly behind. (We haven’t had chemtrails in over two weeks other than perhaps just one day.)
I’ve seen two Apaches and a Chinook together before, but never this many.
In formation, they took the familiar route toward Florence, Arizona—home of the prison and a FEMA camp.
Were they transporting prisoners? Is it cabal-related or border issues related? Just maneuvers? Training? Testing new machines? It’s definitely out of the ordinary and too far north for actual border patrol.
Then, at 12:05 pm, to the north of us this time, six Apaches, followed a good five minutes later by a Chinook. Same gang? I don’t know.
The other day I saw 4 military jets flying out of formation in a northwesterly direction towards Scottsdale and wondered if there’s an airshow coming up… or is it something else?
And speaking of the military, when I met a friend and confidante for coffee this week to turn over the 5 (whoopee-do) signatures I collected on the Right to Know petition, there was a tanned and camouflaged fellow sitting outside Starbucks.
He affirmed that I could ask him a question, but when I enquired as to his stand on gun control, he didn’t miss a beat and replied, “I don’t talk about politics, ma’am.”
I said, “Well what do you and your friends think about—” and he cut me off. “I don’t talk about politics, ma’am. I just support the nation.” The personality of a carrot.
I went inside where there were a couple more guys in fatigues and caps getting their drinks. When I told Jane about the exchange she said, “Super-soldier. Just repeating like a robot? Super-soldier.”
Interesting. Doesn’t give me the warm fuzzies about the military. Missing the human element and too much like an automaton—the kind that shoot first and ask questions later. ~ BP