Flight 297–Real or Not?
Nobody Knows
I usually wait till the weekend to put up my email, but this one just couldn’t wait. While many will say, “HEY…we didn’t hear about this!” I do remember Fox News (Megyn Kelly) saying someone was kicked off a plane because of a cell phone, or something to that matter. THIS email tells you the real truth. And frankly, it’s disturbing. Not just because of what happened, but also because they did NOT report it.
The reason I believe it: Come on! Obama can’t even admit a terrorist attack on 9/11 when it happens! What makes you think he would want THIS to get out? 
(Thanks to Tom Beebe)
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In my opinion, the Muslims are all getting very brave now. Read Tedd Petruna’s story below. Can you imagine, our own news media now are so politically correct that they are afraid to report that these were all Muslims? Unbelievable. Thank God for people like Tedd Petruna.
Tedd Petruna is a diver at the NBL (Neutral Buoyancy Lab) facility at NASA Houston. Tedd happened to be on the AirTran Flight 297, from Atlanta to Houston. Here’s his report:
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“One week ago, I went to Ohio on business and to see my father. On Tuesday, the 17th, I returned home. If you read the papers the 18th you many have seen a blurb about where an Air Tran flight was canceled from Atlanta to Houston due to a man who refused to get off his cell phone before take- off. The story was only on Fox News. That was NOT what really happened.
I was seated in 1st class coming home. Eleven Muslim men got on the plane in full Muslim attire. (picture, example) Two of them sat in first class, and the rest seated themselves throughout the plane, in coach class, all the way to the back. As the plane taxied out to the runway, the stewardesses gave the safety spiel that we are all so familiar with.
At that time, one of the men, in 1st class, got on his cell and called one of his companions back in coach. He proceeded to talk on the phone in Arabic very loudly and very, very aggressively. This activity took the 1st stewardess out of action for she repeatedly told the man that cell phones were not permitted at that time. He ignored her as if she were not there. The man, who answered the phone back in the coach section, did the same and this took out the 2nd stewardess. Further back in the plane at the same time, two younger Muslims, one in the back on the aisle, and one sitting in front of him by the window began to show footage of a porno video they had taped the night before. They were very loud about it.
The 3rd stewardess informed the two men that they were not to have any electronic devices on at this time. One of them said, “Shut up, you infidel dog!”
The stewardess attempted to take the camcorder and the Muslim began to scream in her face in Arabic. At that exact moment, all eleven of the men got up and started to walk throughout the cabin. I guess that because of the noise, the flight crew must have decided there was something amiss and changed the plane’s direction to head back to the terminal.
The commotion and noise was reaching a feverish pitch, and at this point I had had enough! I got up and started towards the back of 1st class, when I heard a voice behind me, from another Texan twice my size say, “I got your back.” Then I grabbed the man, who had been on the cell phone, by the arm and said, “You WILL sit down in your seat or you WILL be thrown from this plane!” As I “led” him around me to take his seat, the fellow Texan grabbed him by the back of his neck and his waist and headed him back to his seat. I then grabbed the 2nd man and said, “You WILL do the same!”
He protested loudly, but my adrenaline was flowing now and he was going to go also. Just as I escorted him forward, the plane stopped, the doors opened and three TSA agents and four police officers entered the cabin. Myself and my new Texas friend were told to cease and desist for they had the situation under control.
I was quite happy to oblige actually. There was still some sort of commotion in the back, but within moments all eleven Muslims were escorted off the plane. The TSA agents then had their luggage unloaded. We talked about the occurrence and were in disbelief that it had happened.
Then suddenly, the door opened again and in walked all eleven Muslim men! Stone faced, eyes front and robotic, (the only way I can describe it) they were reseated. The stewardess from the back had been in tears and when she saw the men, she was having NONE of it! Since I was up front, I heard and saw the whole ordeal. She told the TSA agents that there was NO WAY she was staying on the plane with the Muslim men. The agent told her that they had searched the men and were going through their luggage with a fine tooth comb. However nothing had been found and that the men were allowed to proceed onto Houston.
The captain and the co-captain came out of the cockpit and told the agent, “We and our crew will not fly this plane!” After a word or two the entire crew, luggage in tow, left the plane. Five minutes later, the cabin door opened again and a whole new crew walked on. Again, this was where I had had enough! I got up and asked the TSA agent, “What the hell is going on?”
I was told to take my seat. The airlines and the TSA were sorry for the delay and we would be home shortly. I said, “I’m getting off this plane.” The stewardess sternly told me that she could not allow me to get off. Now I’m really mad! I said, “I am a grown man who bought this ticket, who’s time is mine with a family at home and I am going through that door, or I’m going through that door with you under my arm, but I AM going through that door!”
And then I heard a voice behind me say, “So am I!” Then everyone behind us started to get up and say the same thing. Within two minutes, I was walking off that plane where I was met by more TSA agents who asked me to write a statement about the incident. I had five hours to kill at this point waiting for the next flight to Houston, so why the hell not give them my statement. Due to the amount of people who got off that flight, it was concealed. I was supposed to be in Houston at 6 p.m. but I finally got there at 12.30 a.m. If you don’t believe this, look up the date and then Flight 297 from Atlanta to Houston.
If this wasn’t a terrorism dry run, I don’t know what one is. The terrorists wanted to see how TSA would handle it. How the crew would handle it, and how the passengers would handle it. I’m telling this to you because I want you to know. The treat IS real. I saw it with my own eyes. Tedd Petruna
I suggest you keep this going until this incident reaches the email of all politicians and the news media.
Nobody Notes:
I did fact check this, and it seems the Muslims were there, and a two hour delay on ground means that Tedd’s story is not too far off. (If that’s even his real name) I’m sure he talked to all the other airline passengers that got off, and the Airlines would NEVER admit a change of crew members. They just wouldn’t. As for the porn…easy to believe.
Notice the fact checker is putting the blame on the man who is made out to be just a dingbat…therefore you should not think h is credible because they don’t.
That’s the first clue that it probably happened. Always consider the source: “factcheck”.org is run by the Annenburg Foundation which used to be run by Bill Ayers the domestic terrorist and good friend of Obama, who was also part of the Annenburg foundation for a while.
Nobody Remembers Columbine
Nobody Remembers
“Isn’t America supposed to be the land of the free? Howcome if I’m free, I cant deprive a stupid fucking dumbshit from his possessions? If he leaves them sitting in the front seat of his fucking van out in plain sight and in the middle of fucking nowhere on a Frifucking day night. NATURAL SELECTION,fucker should be shot. Natural selection!!! God damn it the best thing that ever happened on the Earth.Getting rid of all the stupid and weak organism’s I wish the government would just take off every warning label then all the dumbasses would either severely hurt themselves or DIE. “
No, that’s not a statement from one of the Wall Street protesters, that a rant from Eric Harris’s journal’s right after he was arrested for breaking in a van and stealing what was on the front seat. Eric Harris will go down in history as the mastermind of the Columbine murderers, and he’d be proud of that.
I just got finished reading Columbine by Dave Cullen. Dave Cullen is considered the expert on Columbine, because he spent who knows how many decades interviewing, researching, and looking for the answers. Why? It’s a herculean effort and well reported. There is probably not one kid, parent, police, or official, that this man didn’t interview after the event. 
It’s a good book, and he makes no judgments on anyone.
Most of the people who read this blog, I’m sure, remember April 20, 1999, the day that we all watched kids being run out of the Columbine High School on our TV’s— hands on their heads while they stepped past the dead body lying on the sidewalk. It was being reported that “men” were inside the Columbine High School in the Colorado shooting.
This Nobody was saying:.. So…we have..uh…450 SWATS, and hundreds of COPS, and Military, and NOBODY is going into the school to save those poor kids inside? What the hell good are they?! Typical. Hurry up and wait for the orders. 
But…who wasn’t giving the orders? After the second hour which seemed like an eternity, I was thinking, “I bet Bill Clinton is watching this and trying to figure out a way he can push for his anti-guns laws, so the more gruesome, the better for him.” That’s sounds crude, but it’s the truth. Would a President send orders from the top to…milk the event?
Now, before you say I’ve gone too far– think of this. The FBI negotiator on the scene was none other than the last man to talk to Branch Davidian, David Koresh before he and his 80 or so people in Waco were burned to the ground on orders from (it was reported ) Janet Reno.
Janet Reno reported to Bill Clinton.
Dwayne Fuselier did a horrible job of “talking” down David, why in the world would they call him in to take care of this? He was the closest FBI person, it was said. But…this wasn’t a hostage situation. That’s what he was, a hostage negotiator. Nevertheless,he took over, although in the book its reported that he just “helped.”
The book goes into detail about many of the events that day–like a teacher who had been shot, but laid bleeding for four hours inside, waiting for help. He was near a window. He bled to death. No one was held accountable. They kept telling the people who were begging for help: “They are on their way…ten minutes!”
Uh…why do we have SWAT teams again?
While the carnage inside was bad enough…one poor boy was left outside to lay on the sidewalk for 28 hours, all the time the camera’s were filming him. This was even after all Eric and Dylan had been found dead in the library. I can only imagine the poor parents. Seeing their kid’s dead body all over the news…it started snowing. Nobody touched him. “He might be wired” was the police’s excuse.
Absurd. Really. He was wired all right–to a hungry adminstraton and media who wanted to sensationalize the crime of what guns can do. There was no reason not to move that body. There was over a hundred witnesses that saw him get shot. 
I was furious that day, and I’m not ashamed to admit that I thought the government’s lame reaction to this was almost criminal.
After reading the book, I am now even more furious.
Okay— you have some really sick kids: one is a wannabee terrorist psychopath, (Eric Harris) and the other was a major manic depressive, (Dylan Klebold) and they have done just about everything to let everyone who was paying attention to them know that they are going to cause some real damage.
Eric had a website where he bragged about his bomb making for over a year, right after he ranted about how much he hated the human race and wanted to kill them all. Teachers reported scary English papers from both Dylan and Eric. 
The police department, had a valid report on Eric making bombs long before the attack. One couple went to the police 18 times to get them to do something because Eric was threatening to kill their son. The threats were on Eric’s website.
They didn’t pull up the website until they got on the scene.
The poor families whose kids were shot, struggled with medical bills, and one woman committed suicide over her daughter’s paralysis, but it was the teachers who got the money because they suffered from “anxiety” afterwards.
God bless the union.
Over 24 of the victims tried to sue. They lost. The most money came from the home insurance that Dylan’s parents had on their home. Tell me, millions of dollars were sent to Columbine…where did it go? The book doesn’t say.
The parents of the two murderers were clueless. Not different from many parents across the country, but the police blamed them. As did everyone else. The mother of Dylan wrote every victim a letter to apologize, but the police never sent them.
Clinton and Al Gore used Columbine to promote gun laws as he also did at Oklahoma city. He used the tragedy to promote gun control. He got it passed in Colorado, but it was stopped in the Congress. 
Suicide among teenagers increased 300% from 1950 to 1990, and it’s the third leading cause of death among teens. Dylan, was so depressed before that day that he wrote this:
“Good god i HATE my life, i want to die really bad right now.”
After the book you feel sorry for the people who lost kids, who got no answers, who will never ever get over the insanity of the event, and the callousness of the authorities who made so many mistakes.
But something tells me, there is more to this story, and we will never know the whole puzzle of what happened that day. Why it was handled so poorly?
Why is there so much depression in our kids? It’s the land of the free, the home of the brave, isn’t it?
Well, two kids evidently didn’t think so.
The worst thing about that day? There were no hero’s allowed. No fathers allowed to go in to save their daughters. No SWAT teams allowed to storm the shooters.
Why? Nobody Knows.
Nobody Knows What Hillary Saw, But Nobody Can Guess!
Nobody Knows
(Nobody Makes this stuff up…just because, they won’t tell us.)
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
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