WV1K: MedFlight used to prevent nerve damage to moron Dennis cop's little finger, not used for Phi Beta Kappa Caesar descendant near fatality

Thursday, May 26, 2011

MedFlight used to prevent nerve damage to moron Dennis cop's little finger, not used for Phi Beta Kappa Caesar descendant near fatality

These people are crooked in their own way. They might not be stopping cars to steal cash over $200 as "evidence" as reported in other states, but this is nonsense. And the Times headline of "hand" turns into a "little finger" in the article itself. What corporatist pro-police reporting.

An updated article from the Cape Cod Times shares that the injury I blogged yesterday based on reports was in fact a little finger.

A local police officer accidentally shot himself in the hand while cleaning his service revolver Wednesday , Police Chief Michael Whalen said.

The police officer, who has not been identified, was flown to a Boston hospital for treatment of a little finger, Whalen said.

The incident took place about 2 p.m. in the upstairs armory at the Dennis Police Station. The officer was cleaning his handgun following a training session at a gun range in Harwich, Whalen said.

Paramedics expressed concern about whether the officer's finger, which remained attached, would require special surgery to prevent nerve damage, Whalen said. A Dennis Fire Department rescue crew took the wounded officer to Barnstable Municipal Airport, where a MedFlight helicopter was waiting to take him to an unidentified Boston hospital.

A helicopter was used for a little finger to prevent nerve damage ?

When my right hand was so nerve damaged that I couldn't move it, my right leg so damaged that the meat was eaten away such that I still can't feel in it, when my gut was bleeding out such that I was losing a pound an hour, and my heart was made double its normal size as the Ft. Detrick bio warfare Army Nazi Jew doctor ignored my reports and told me I was fine in an attempt to murder me for Globalists and Bilderberg... I received no helicopter ride despite acceptable weather.

I couldn't feed myself, goddamn you Dennis Police. Brewster was no better since he lived here.

I'm sure the Chief's father knew my uncle, the Deputy Fire Chief in West Hartford; I realize he wasn't Chief in Dennis when they looked the other way in 1998 and let the government asset bury me investigation-free, but he's behaving no differently by not identifying the idiot who no doubt was working when they helped bury me.

Police are not special. They are often idiots. Blowing your finger off makes you one.

When I was 18 I was asked my plans after school one day by a detective who suggested I consider the job. When I said I was already set for school and then law school, he said "prosecutor ?" I said likely... he said "don't let me interrupt" and so his recruitment ended.

I'm not anti-police. I'm against Globalist "we're better than you" assholes.

SPQR

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This blog is written in the unvarnished truth by an Ottaviano. That's Octavianus, Octavian, Octavius, Octavia, Octavii... some intel nit wit keeps editing the commonly used Wikipedia as Google and Youtube delinks Ottaviano and Octavianus, etc, out of their abject fear of real history. Now they've shoved Cardinal Ottaviani who worked with the OSS and Martin S. Quigley to the back of the searches too. Their goal is to throw off any casual looker seeking to confirm this. It's not the politically correct nonsense of a Globalist publishing house with a post-WWII agenda of anti-Roman, anti-Italian, and anti-Goyim lies.

I graduated Phi Beta Kappa with Honors in History from Trinity College and needed only a second thesis or exam to get the B.A. in Political Science or International Relations. I was oddly told that they were "redundant" even though many now get both. I then refused to become a sock puppet like others are, and was maimed on purpose to a near heart transplant, nerve damage, and internal bleeding by a bunch of Globalist government paranoids acting through Merck. Their Germanic and Jewish ancestors rioted against my family in Rome with this purpose, assassinated lawful Emperors and defiled the Mausoleum of Augustus in Rome. Stop believing what you were conditioned to think out of post WWII guilt. Nero didn't burn Rome; the fiddle they now say he played wasn't invented until the 16th century, and Nero was assassinated by their ancestors ending our rule. An unlawful coup took hold in 476 and continues unchallenged.

After all of that, on 31 May 2008, my 62 year old father dropped dead in front of me as two fighters hundreds of miles from their base flew over. Connecticut politicians Richard Blumenthal, Joe Courtney and my father's student Susan Bysiewicz held up both the ambulance and AED which should have been 1000 feet away for their own paranoid protection. That left my mother with $62 a month and no pension. You bet it was retaliation by the people who maimed me that I now attack, but hadn't uttered a word about until after that.

I'm also a ham radio operator, but most of the new hams are incompetent un-opinionated fake emergency responder mush mouths since they dropped the IQ test.

Benjamin Disraeli

"There is in Italy a power which we seldom mention in this House ... I mean the secret societies.... It is useless to deny, because it is impossible to conceal, that a great part of Europe--the whole of Italy and France and a great portion of Germany, to say nothing of other countries--is covered with a network of these secret societies, just as the superficies of the earth is now being covered with railroads. And what are their objects? They do not attempt to conceal them. They do not want constitutional government; they do not want ameliorated institutions ... they want to change the tenure of land, to drive out the present owners of the soil and to put an end to ecclesiastical establishments. Some of them may go further...."

in the House of Commons, July 14, 1856

Nicolo Machiavelli

"Upon this a question arises: whether it be better to be loved than feared or feared than loved? It may be answered that one should wish to be both, but, because it is difficult to unite them in one person, is much safer to be feared than loved, when, of the two, either must be dispensed with. Because this is to be asserted in general of men, that they are ungrateful, fickle, false, cowardly, covetous, and as long as you succeed they are yours entirely; they will offer you their blood, property, life and children, as is said above, when the need is far distant; but when it approaches they turn against you."

John Locke

"but where no such appeal is, as in the state of nature, for want of positive laws, and judges with authority to appeal to, the state of war once begun, continues, with a right to the innocent party to destroy the other whenever he can, until the aggressor offers peace, and desires reconciliation on such terms as may repair any wrongs he has already done, and secure the innocent for the future; nay, where an appeal to the law, and constituted judges, lies open, but the remedy is denied by a manifest perverting of justice, and a barefaced wresting of the laws to protect or indemnify the violence or injuries of some men, or party of men, there it is hard to imagine any thing but a state of war: for wherever violence is used, and injury done, though by hands appointed to administer justice, it is still violence and injury, however coloured with the name, pretences, or forms of law, the end whereof being to protect and redress the innocent, by an unbiassed application of it, to all who are under it; wherever that is not bona fide done, war is made upon the sufferers, who having no appeal on earth to right them, they are left to the only remedy in such cases, an appeal to heaven."

The "innovative" electric car

MR. MAXIM," asked New Haven Carriage-Maker William Hooker Atwood in 1896, "do you want this carriage to look like a Western buggy-maker's job or do you want it to be a gentleman's carriage?" Answered Hiram Percy Maxim, builder of the Mark I Electric Phaeton: "Like a gentleman's carriage, Mr. Atwood." For almost half a century, the U.S. automobile was indeed a "gentleman's carriage," built for men and bought on the basis of its mechanical excellence, not its sculptured lines or pleasing colors.