Who Killed Seth Rich?

🚨 The Seth Rich Bombshell They Still Don’t Want You Talking About
The “Pizzagate” emails weren’t some wild theory — they were straight from John Podesta and Hillary Clinton’s inboxes.
Hundreds of “pizza” references. “Hot dogs.” “Pasta.” Secret comms that looked a hell of a lot like coded talk about trafficking and abusing kids. Wikileaks dropped the truth on the world.
Those emails came from inside the DNC — not some Russian hackers like the media lied about from day one.
Brave DNC staffer Seth Rich saw the corruption with his own eyes. He watched them rig the primary against Bernie Sanders — the guy he actually believed in. With his access, he downloaded the files and fed them to Wikileaks to expose how rotten his own party had become.
An ex-NSA insider later confirmed it: the emails were downloaded locally from inside the DNC. Not hacked from abroad.
Then Podesta drops this in an email: he’s “definitely for making an example” out of the suspected leaker — whether they had real proof or not.
Days later, Seth Rich is gunned down in the back multiple times… less than a block from his own apartment.
Wallet? Still there.
Phone? Still there.
Watch? Still there.
Nothing stolen. Cops called it a “botched robbery” and shut it down fast. Case closed.
Coincidence? Or a message to anyone else thinking about leaking on the corrupt elite?
Seth Rich shattered his worldview when he saw the truth — and paid for it with his life.
They tried to bury him and the story.
We won’t forget.
RIP Seth Rich.

Hillary and Epstein

Reported by Gabe Owners
WASHINGTON, D.C. —  in a closed-door House Oversight deposition, Hillary Clinton was hit with the one question every Clinton aide prays never gets asked on the record.
“So you’re telling me Epstein visited the White House 17 times while your husband was president, donated generously to your foundation, and you never once met the guy?” the investigator asked, sliding the visitor logs across the table like a mic drop. “Stop it, Killary!”
Clinton’s eyes widened in that trademark “I’m-about-to-BleachBit-my-own-memory” stare. After a perfectly timed dramatic pause she replied, “I have no recollection of ever meeting Mr. Epstein. I was very busy in those days.”
She then explained that during Bill’s presidency she was “far too occupied” dodging imaginary sniper fire in Bosnia and naming household appliances after her imaginary friends to notice a billionaire pedophile popping in and out of the residence like it was his favorite Starbucks.
At press time, sources confirmed her legal team is already searching for the nearest server to “lose” any remaining inconvenient photos, flight logs, or inconvenient memories related to Zorro Ranch.
“Bill and I only associate with the very best people,” she concluded. “Like the ones who pay us enormous speaking fees.”

Epstein, the Democrat’s Friend

Epstein was a big Democrat donor, straight up.

Remembering the Oklahoma City Bombing

30 years ago (April 19, 1995) and only because of divine intervention, I was not in the Murrah Federal building when the truck-bomb exploded in a retaliation effort due to the Bill Clinton/Janet Reno killing of those people in a compound near Waco, TX.

I could relate to you how “coincidences” deterred me from my 9 AM appointment, but what has been on my mind this day is – “What have I done since that day since I was spared and didn’t become one of those memorialized with a chair…”

During the ensuing years, I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to be a Boy Scout Chaplain for a couple of thousand boys who are adults now making their mark in the world.  I also got to sponsor a Trail Life Troop and pastor some churches.  I even did a homeless ministry for a few years and had the opportunity to provide some guidance to some others doing ministry to homeless folk.

Thank You, Lord, for allowing me to continue to serve You.