The following is in accord with all that I have learned in life. It squares with everything I have been taught by anybody who knew anything at all about justice and judgment. It also comports unerringly with all I have garnered from years of deep and thorough study and contemplation, as well as a lifetime of actual experiences on the extreme leading edges of truth and reality where life, much of the time, is a basic matter of do or die.

IT IS THIS: that if I were thrust into position of revolutionary commander of forces that just overthrew the United States government today, my first act would be to convene a revolutionary tribunal. I would then try Bill Clinton and Janet Reno before that tribunal and sentence each of them to death by firing squad, to be executed at the same time for their responsibility in the Waco Massacre. They summarily executed upwards of seventy-four (twenty of whom were children), nice, gentle, peace-loving, thoroughly religious, otherwise harmless human beings at Waco, Texas, men, moms and little baby children alike. The bodies were so mangled that nobody seems to know the exact number of humans that were exterminated. They accorded not one of them any manner of hearing or trial of any kind whatsoever before they executed them in the most gruesome manner conceivable to any human mind.

But I am not such a lowlife scoundrel. I do believe in some semblance of law, order and justice, if no more than my own personal kind, and so Janet and Bill would get a trial. It would even be a fair and impartial one, and then they would be executed by firing squad. I would not only do this as a hypothetical revolutionary commander of forces, I would do it now, today, in living reality, if it were possible, because it needs to be done now, today, without further delay. My only frustration is my inability to act--I do not have the force necessary at this moment to do what needs to be done.

A short while ago a woman put a website together about holocausts, and installed a special Waco Holocaust Museum as the centerpiece. I had not ever felt right about the Waco Massacre, anyway, so I decided to tour the museum to see what I might learn. Ere I was finished I had complete and total knowledge of the outrage that the United States federal government, in the person of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, instigated and coldly, systematically committed against seventy-four to eighty peaceful, God fearing residents of Waco, Texas, in what has come to be widely known as the Waco Massacre. If I did or said nothing I would be an accessory to the outrage, the same as everybody else is who says or does nothing.

Every federal agent directly responsible for the torture and murder that was committed during the Waco Massacre, needs to be arrested, tried, convicted, sentenced to death and executed by firing squad, in the same manner Janet and Bill need it.

Every agent peripheral to the actual tortures and murders, such as Department of Motor Vehicle Texas Rangers, who helped cover up the facts, including coroners and any cleanup officials who knew about the massacre and helped or tried to help cover up the facts, need to be tried, convicted, and sentenced to extremely long prison terms, some of life without possibility of parole. Some of these who were close enough to the massacre to have complicit knowledge need to be executed by firing squad.

This case is the largest and most terrible government cover-up in the history of the United States. It has been crying for justice for more than six years. Justice has not come.

The bare facts leading up to the massacre are these: a person named David Koresh and a small band of religionists, consisting of a hundred or so men, women, children and babies, and calling themselves Branch Davidians (this name having to do with King David of the Bible, not Mr. Koresh's name), were situated in a retreat they called Mt. Carmel, near Waco, Texas, where they practiced their religion. Mr. Koresh was the leader of the group.

Over the course of time, Mr. Koresh allegedly began to stockpile weapons of a small arms variety, rifles, pistols and ammunition. Evidently Mr. Koresh was a legally licensed gun dealer, and all the guns were legal. At several points along the way, BATF had been invited by Mr. Koresh to come over and view the weapons, but the BATF declined. From time to time he practiced firing the weapons. The official claim is that it became a concern to the Federal Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms (BATF) that Mr. Koresh was stockpiling illegal weapons, and that he was voicing various kinds of rhetoric in relation to them. The BATF will not divulge why it declined Mr. Koresh's invitations to come in and examine his guns.

Apparently, Mr. Koresh also began to believe that he was the Second Coming of Jesus Christ. Many, if not all, of his followers believed that he was Jesus also. (This is not a rare phenomenon in human history. Many people have believed this about themselves and made such claims. I have known at least three individuals from time to time in my travels who believed they were Jesus. A few people I knew have believed that I was Jesus.) This kind of thing is not something that one would imagine could cause more than a hundred BATF agents to storm a religious group and massacre everybody present. Evidently it could and did.

The precise BATF concern here is murky at this point, as all federal agency claims are regarding their actions in the Waco Massacre. Most claims of these men are just plain ridiculous on their face. Only a fool could believe any of the claims that have been made to date. But something or somebody caused the BATF to place and/or recruit undercover agents among the Davidians, either to repudiate his claim of being Jesus, or to determine whether the guns were of an illegal nature. The former seems more likely here. All the BATF would have been required to do in the latter case, if it did not choose to accept Mr. Koresh's invitation to look at his guns, was simply get a search warrant to enter the premises. Then, at leisure, BATF could have driven up to Koresh while he was practicing with the weapons, shown badge identification, and demanded that Koresh show the weapons for inspection. This is done all the time, every day, all across the nation.

It was not done in this case, however, and the BATF is silent, or deliberately obtuse, outright misleading and refuses to say why it handled this case so differently. It refuses to tell the truth about any aspect of the case, and so it is impossible to determine, except by obvious inference, the exact reason why David Koresh was handled so specially and so differently than any other common criminal suspect might have been handled by any police agency. Why did they not just call the famed Texas Rangers, who would have simply gone up and arrested Koresh in two minutes in a routine manner, and booked him into jail in the next half hour, requiring him to post bond to be released?

It must have had to do with Koresh's claim of being Jesus Christ. Other than through obvious inference, who can say, except the BATF, and this agency remains stubbornly silent. For all anybody outside the agency knows or can say, the head of the BATF thought he was Jesus, and he did not like the competition presented by David Koresh and his followers. And so the agency massacred everybody to prove that Koresh was not Jesus.

We know that the BATF orchestrated a huge media event on February 28, 1993. All the media cameras were told to be there to watch the BATF perform a lightning blitz on the Davidian group. The BATF promised to perform a military or quasi-military move for cameras in conjunction with so-called SWAT Teams within the BATF. For reasons known only to itself, the BATF felt that the world needed to behold as it blitzed the Davidian group and took David Koresh, the fake Jesus, into custody.

The film clip I saw reminded me of actors in a movie drama. Knowing they were on camera, BATF agents must have wanted to look their best for history. Agents moved. Cameras rolled.

One agent was shown hastening up to a rear window ingress on the roof of the Davidian dwelling, rifle in hand, cutting a beautiful and classic military role. He was the first attacker shown moving in the opening gambit. It was a forceful sight for the cameras. It could have been a John Wayne movie. The attacking agent, indeed, may have been fantasizing that he actually was John Wayne, charging a Viet Cong emplacement. I would swear that the man's thoughts were sticking out all over him; that I could read his mind as easily as I could decipher words printed in English.

But this was not a movie where actors had agreed not to harm one another, and where, when the director yelled "Cut!" the spectators would applaud and everybody would stop for donuts and coffee preparatory to the next scene of the act. Some of the male Davidians inside the dwelling were armed and prepared to defend the man they believed to be Jesus Christ in the flesh, who, at that moment, was suffering a frontal assault by deadly government forces for no apparent reason except the government's lack of faith in Mr. Koresh's divinity.

The next thing we saw were bullets ripping through the walls from the inside of the dwelling and impacting through the body of the BATF agent. Then we saw the agent, in genuine shock and surprise, scrambling to put his butt in the wind in the opposite direction. It takes no mind reader to know he did not expect this. This was not in the script. Everybody had told him he would cut such a fine figure for the cameras, that the Davidians would probably cower and fall on their faces the moment he brandished the magnificence of his federal government authority. He would go down in history, a virtual John Wayne doing his John Wayne thing. Short cuts of film clips on all the TV news lead-ins would, for years to come, show his bravery and willingness to put this fake Jesus character and all his friends in their place.

"So one of you punks in there thinks he's Jesus, eh? I'll show you Jesus."

He would be immortalized alongside many other John Wayne heroes.

His master, through an intermediary (as the master would not want to be bothered with such a trivial thing), would pat him on the head later and say, "Good doggie."

He would look up lovingly, even reverently, at the intermediary Jesus as though this were the Real Master (his Jesus), scuff his shoes around a little, avert his eyes toward the floor and reply, "It was nothin,' sir. Jist doin' m' job, sir."

Nevertheless, he would beam proudly.

What could he do at this moment, however, except writhe, ignominiously, in a hail of hostile bullets, then fall off the roof and die? He was killed in the opening gambit. He was no John Wayne after all. He was only a sacrificial pawn in another man's chess game. The head man, at whose orders the agent died, probably did not even know his name, could not care less, and would rather take a dump in the commode than be bothered hearing about a pawn that was killed while simply doing what he was told.

The agent failed his John Wayne debut, but he sacrificed himself well. He met the bullets head on. However, as a dead man he would not dispute Koresh's claims of divinity any further, nor would he feel any master patting him on his head at any later date. He would be buried soon.

I am certain nobody actually expected armed resistance, especially not this agent. Cops do not go in to sacrifice themselves in this way. Cops go in to sacrifice others. I am certain that everybody present, BATF included, expected Koresh and his followers to fall down and prostrate themselves before the obviously superior and more deadly government force that had come to prove that the head of the BATF was Jesus, and not David Koresh. This is so even though BATF claims are now that they fully expected to meet armed and deadly resistance.

The BATF could not have seriously expected armed resistance. If any armed resistance whatever had been anticipated the agents would not have charged in as they did. That cops do not go in to sacrifice themselves in any way is an absolute reality. Contrary to constant brainwashing media bombardment as to how heroic all policemen always are, even getting a hangnail is ever the last thing on any policeman's mind. If he or she can mow down a thousand people to keep from getting personally scratched, the average policeman will choose this option.

If the BATF had actually expected to meet armed resistance from the Davidians it would have used tanks to begin with, not people. Except in the most extraordinarily rare cases where no alternative choice is open, no policeman would even dream of rushing in where he expects to meet armed resistance, and where he may or (even probably) will be shot. It is just not done. The BATF is a liar when it claims that it expected armed resistance. It needs to lie to somebody who does not know how cops routinely operate where reality exists, in the streets (as opposed to television fantasy and inside the heads of BATF armchair warriors.)

There are Americans who get the bulk of their knowledge from the television set. Tell the tale to them. Being thoroughly brainwashed, they would believe it.

In my long life on the extreme front lines with cops (my vantage from the other side) I have found policemen, in general, to have an overweening aversion to personal injury, and will go to any extreme to avoid it. This is not to say that heroic policemen do not exist, of course. Obviously they do. Indeed, heroic individuals exist in all areas of life. There are heroic paraplegics, skateboarders, grocers, plumbers, bicycle riders, skydivers, electricians, swimmers, mothers, children, even babies.

Heroes are all over the place. Mt. Carmel, at Waco, Texas, was filled to the brim with heroic men, women and children; some of the finest human beings to grace Texas, and who were massacred by what can only be described as a gang of cowardly thugs posing as federal policemen, operating under auspices of the most corrupt federal government in America's history, headed by an elected official unfit to be a dog catcher.

In demeaning the totally heroic policeman image (a lie) created and maintained by mass media propagandists, I simply point out an institutional police reality: except for the barest few instances in which there are no other choices, cops will go to any and all extremes to keep from getting injured in any way, regardless how small. Any raid contemplated against criminals or suspected criminals always takes personal police safety into account as the paramount consideration. They simply do not go in for John Wayne acts in front of rolling media cameras, as the BATF attempted to do, unless they are convinced that nobody but a suspect might get hurt.

Why, for instance, did dozens of policemen feel the need to hide behind trees alongside the road to bushwhack Bonnie and Clyde as they drove down the road in their automobile? Was it because cops like to play John Wayne and face withering gunfire? To the best of my knowledge, cops did not ever deliberately face Bonnie and Clyde except from the vantage of ambush.

Heroic policemen bulging at all the seams does make interesting fantasy for television (for the naïve), or good comedy for people who actually know the truth, but real life experiences dictate the exact opposite.

The police came to arrest me one time in Alabama. They had suspected I was an escaped murderer (which I was not.) Dozens of them spent several hours surrounding me in order to position themselves safely and securely behind every tree and rock around my house, many with high-powered rifles aimed directly at me while one policeman (evidently the bravest of the lot) walked up to my door to effect the arrest. If I had blinked aggressively the brave one would have dropped to the ground and I would have been reduced to hamburger meat in an instant. They were so on edge that if a bird had flittered away from a nest and startled one into pulling the trigger, I would have been incinerated in hot lead. This is how cops operate in America. They do not take chances if they don't have to, and they usually don't have to.

The FBI claims it did not fire a single shot after the initial confrontation on press day, on February 28, 1993, or make any aggressive moves likely to cause bodily injury to any of the Branch Davidians. However, there is ample testimony and hard evidence (infrared aerial photos, for example) that conclusively prove the feds fired thousands of rounds of gunfire into the Davidian dwelling. Dead Davidians were found with federal bullets in them. The aerial photos show and prove that the FBI pinned the Davidians down with machinegun fire during the conflagration, and while the Davidians tried to escape the fire. They were gunned down as they ran from that awful blaze.

Now remember, dear reader, we are talking about my point above that policemen are not always the most heroic lot in America, which is contrary to the consistent print and electronic media propaganda bombardment that we suffer daily, hourly, and moment by moment. How heroic were FBI policemen, for example, who leveled gunfire at dwellings in which they knew there were at least twenty (20) children, more than fifteen of whom were under the age of ten (10) years? And, which gunfire was absolutely unnecessary to get at the Davidians? (They could have simply waited them out. The Davidians could not hold out forever. Eventually they would need food.)

Yes, the FBI fired into a building where twenty (20) children cowered in fear for their lives. It requires no imagination to comprehend that these kids were absolutely horrified, screaming and wailing in stark, unadulterated terror as they died, in what can only be described as a living, breathing, waking nightmare for each of them; in which no knights in shining armor (American policemen) would arrive to save them. Indeed, the "knights in shining armor" were the attacking force, and the other "knights" (Texas policemen) were cowering in the distance, too terrified even to let themselves think about what was going on over there where they knew all these federal forces were committing mayhem, murder, and massacre on men, moms, children and babies within the legal jurisdiction of Texas.

Indeed, Sheriff Nourse, of Canyon County, Idaho, in complaining to his representative in Washington, D.C., (Rep. Chenowith) had this to say, that "automatic fire into a building with children is not law enforcement, it is an act of war."

The Sheriff went on to write: "The question that really bothers me is how did the Federal Government take over such an operation? And why the total absence of local law enforcement on the scene? And what was the local sheriff doing while all of this was going on?"

As I said above, the local police were cowering in the distance, and the Sheriff was where he knew he belonged, which was in bed with a fake stomachache, because he did not have the courage to do anything else. It is easy to comprehend where the local police were when one is aware that policemen are not the bravest lot in America. Sheriff Nourse is only confounded because he is unaware that policemen are not the bravest lot in America. Remember, dear reader, the television set tells us that all policemen are scions of fearlessness. But if we will just open our eyes and look, reality tells us the truth. Therefore, I am not confounded at the cowardice displayed by our "fearless protectors." I am simply angry, and I want justice. I intend to scream, yell and holler until it comes.

As for the famed Texas Rangers, they have come a long way from the times when one of them would track a desperado, on horseback, across the entire United States, even into the no-man's lands of Mexico, or Canada, or Alaska, until he either caught his man or died in the effort. Then, months or years later, he would bring his man in for trial, still on horseback, braving all the perils of hostile Indians, other desperadoes, and nature.

A bygone arm of Texas law enforcement, the Texas Rangers were men who were so fiercely independent and proud of being a Ranger that many have routinely given their lives in the protection of Texas citizens rather than give up and give in. The Texas Ranger museum is filled with heroic men of old.

The Texas Rangers have certainly come a long way from those heroic times. They are a pack of cowards now, afraid to raise their heads when real danger is near, or when little babies and children and moms, who are under siege by an evil empire such as the United States federal government, need to be protected. A moment like Waco certainly separates the cowards from real men.

The Texas Rangers do not display cowardice in the movies or on television. The propaganda machine is too kind. It needs to show them at Waco. It needs to show the world the truth about the Texas Rangers: that they have come a long way from the old days, when Rangers were real men.

I wonder if Texas Rangers around Waco issued any traffic citations on the final day of the massacre?

The entire BATF show of force in the opening gambit was planned for the cameras, to demonstrate ought else than the humbling of the fake Jesus and his followers before the world. That the BATF met armed resistance at all simply illustrates a well-known axiom: "The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry."

Somebody should have asked, "Was the likelihood of sacrificing any BATF agents, no matter how remote, worth proving to the world that David Koresh was not the real Jesus?"

Of course, only the Master Planner of Capers at the BATF could answer this, but until now, I don't think anybody has asked. Plus, he declines to be bothered at this late date, even by the congress. He may be too busy target practicing with the decapitated head of David Koresh, his personal prize and spoil of war that he has pickled in a jar on his office desk at which he can now pick his nose and flick boogers (which, unbeknownst to anybody but himself, and not even his own band of merry men, is the real reason he planned the whole caper. He wanted the head of this very important personal enemy to use for a booger target.)

On second thought, it might be too dangerous to get close enough to the Master Planner to ask any questions at all. He might want another head. Perhaps this is why even the United States Congress was afraid of him and did not get too close in conducting its own obviously evident pseudo-hearings on the subject (which were plainly aimed only at the perceived necessity of palliating public outrage and not to discover any actual facts.) It may be that if one, anyone, does not grovel in a special way when approaching the Master Planner, he could interpret the body language as a signal of still another credible Jesus-threat and launch another attack. To be sure, in light of the Waco precedent, as well as Ruby Ridge and others, we know he would then want another head.

Since all appearances are that the whole struggle at Waco was more about David Koresh's claims of divinity than anything else, it also appears that the federal government began the opening gambit in violation of Koresh and followers' constitutional right to believe he was anybody they chose. Isn't this kind of government massacre of citizens what they do to people in iron curtain countries? Is this really the United States? How and why could anybody in the federal government care all that much and invoke all that agency power over what personage any American citizen chooses to adopt, even if that personage happens to be Jesus, Moses, John the Baptist, or God Himself?

Since the BATF is silent, only reasonable inference is able to pull out of the closet its reasons for moving in on a suspected criminal endeavor within the jurisdiction of the State of Texas, in order to commit a "lightning blitz" for news media cameras against an otherwise seemingly peaceful religious group. I have shown that it could not have simply been because of the guns, because Texas Rangers and even ordinary County Sheriff's Departments handle such matters routinely all the time, as a matter of daily practice. One Texas Ranger in one patrol unit could simply and easily have approached Koresh anywhere, anytime, and arrested him and taken him into custody, while two or three others converged on Mt. Carmel with search warrants. Also, in view of Mr. Koresh's licence to have these guns, there was no legal cause to suspect illegal or criminal endeavor.

The only possibility for any cause of action that is left are Koresh's claims of divinity. Did those claims bother the BATF all that much? Could it be that Janet Reno thought she was Jesus, and was jealous of Mr. Koresh's claims, thus, the BATF concern? Who can say? Certainly Janet won't. Neither will the BATF.

After the agents were killed in the opening gambit, confusion reigned for a short while within the ranks of the BATF. Shortly after that, heads of the feds got involved and news media personnel were ordered to leave the area, to be forcibly held as far away from the scene as one and a-half to three miles. Then the FBI, CIA, Army, Marines, the Black Helicopter Brigade, and God knows what else, became involved.

Why was this? Why did they now run the news media away? Could not news media have sat on surrounding hills and watched all the action without getting underfoot? The feds won't say, but we don't need to speculate here. Any fool would know why. The news medium, for all its servile, even slavish bootlicking obedience to serve primarily the government interests in America (regardless what those interests might be), nevertheless, is an objective eye that is not and cannot always be held strictly under government control, as federal agents can. Sometime a news reporter will tell the truth even when he has been ordered not to. Sometime, even though news reporters have specifically promised to lie and cover up facts, and then write the best lies they know how, the truth can and sometime does slip out. Whether this is the result of incompetence, accident or design, it still happens at least occasionally.

The only reason the news media were removed to a distance that prevented their direct scrutiny of all the action was to render them functionally blind to the hellish deeds the federal government now intended to commit. The government no longer wanted only to prove, before the eyes of all the world, that David Koresh was not the real Jesus. The intent to torture, murder and massacre was the prime ingredient now, in order to even the score for fallen comrades (co-conspirators, thugs.)

We can know that the BATF intended to commit some kind of conduct or acts against the resisting Davidians in secrecy, so that nobody outside the federal government could see. The question is, WHY? Why was this? Why would any public entity, especially a federal police agency, want to commit acts of arresting people in secrecy at this point, especially when they had called out the news media in the first place so that all the world could see? Obviously it was to keep outside eyes and ears from knowing what they were then about to do and how they intended to do it--what other reason could there be? Are we all morons that we cannot reason that one out?

The FBI/BATF/CIA thinks and assumes we are morons. They are relying on it.

The next question: what acts would they, in a situation like this, figure needed to be committed in secrecy? The BATF had called all the news media in the first place with instructions to take ample footage. Why the sudden reversal?

This we know. The FBI/BATF/CIA intended to commit acts against the Davidians of a nature that they knew ought not to be exposed to public view. As my narrative proceeds, I will show and prove that we can even know exactly what intended acts they wanted to keep secret from public view, even though these agencies refuse to reveal any truth at all surrounding this horrendous act of massacre against United States citizens. As I proceed I will show and prove, by obvious inference and actual, existing accompanying hard evidence, that we can absolutely know what grisly acts they intended to commit. We can infer this hard knowledge just as easily as a fool can know why the news media were run so far away from the scene as to be functionally blind to all the happenings at Mt. Carmel.

For example, let's say that I am standing in my living room floor with a sawn two by four in one hand, and a circular saw in the other. There are heaps of sawdust all over the floor, all over me, and small bits of sawn wood scattered everywhere.

You say, "Lokey, I see that you are cutting wood in your living room floor."

I reply, "No, I am not. I am having sex with my wife."

In addition to the conditions in my living room floor, you know that I am not married and indeed, that I am and have been celibate for more than twenty years.

You leave. As you are going out the door somebody comes up and asks you what I am doing inside. Would you report that I was having sex with my wife while you watched?

This is exactly where we are with the Waco Massacre. All inferences I will write about are equally as obvious. In fact, the federal government has concocted such blatantly evident falsehoods and manufactured cover-up evidence so incredible that it makes me think I may be in a Rod Serling Twilight Zone production. I cannot believe my eyes. I have not ever known FBI agents to be so stupid, so inept, so outrageously sloppy as they proffer for our acceptance now.

On the one hand the FBI holds itself up to be the very shining example of proficiency and intelligence, not just before the United States, but the entire world, where it enjoys international acclaim for professional efficiency and capability. On the other hand, that agency now wants, and seriously expects us all to believe, only in this one instance, that every agent present at the Waco Massacre had been congenitally afflicted with Downe's Syndrome. That everything was so chaotic that not one man had any concept what the other standing beside him was doing. They want us to believe that it was totally impossible to make anything work right. That all their otherwise perfect and capable billion dollar equipment constantly malfunctioned so that not a single shred of evidence of who did what was obtainable.

I am standing here looking at sawdust strewn everywhere, all over the agents, all over the walls and floor, wood particles and chips and bits scattered all around them, and they, otherwise highly intelligent men, are telling me, "We were at home, having sex with the wives." If any idiot looking on chooses to swallow a form of dog puke, the claims that all these federal agents were home having sex with the wives while the Waco Massacre happened, great. Even fools are allowed to people my world. Just don't come too close. Fools bother me when they pick their noses. Keep your distance. I believe there are enough decent, rational and intelligent human creatures on the planet to see the evidence.

Let us go now to the end of the affair, and work to the beginning.

The remains that were found, men, moms, babies and children, were in excessively gruesome condition, as if attacked by wild hyenas. The condition of these remains is simply beyond belief. Check them out in the photographs yourself at the above website. There is no way of imagining any human agency with any conscience whatsoever, especially of a United States federal variety, causing this kind of carnage through repeated deadly assaults against innocent and helpless citizens of the United States, even two year old babies and pregnant women. Yet, they had run off the news media, so federal agents were the only ones present.

Here we need to ask, who created all this carnage? Wild hyenas? Were wild hyenas flown in from Africa and turned loose on the Davidians? And if so, aren't the BATF agents responsible for the wild hyenas? Hyenas did not fly themselves in from Africa. Why did they turn them loose on all the moms, children, and babies? Why not just loose them on the few armed and resisting Davidians? Boy, Koresh should have kept his mouth such about being Jesus. If I ever start to think I'm Jesus, I'll bite my tongue.

Some agency claims are to the effect that the Davidians did this to themselves and to one another, and Bill Clinton and Janet Reno have resoundingly echoed this preposterous lie. There has been absolutely no rational or plausible explanation why normal, peace-loving and religious families would do such things to one another. The claim is so ridiculous that it ought to be discounted out of hand and not even considered. It is an insult. It is a vicious and capricious slap in the face. There are wood and chips and parts and bits of wood everywhere, circular saws in the hands of every agent. They are all holding two by fours in their hands, with wood bits all over their clothing, even in their mouths. They say they have been having sex with the wife. I can say that I know they have been cutting wood. What does the reader think?

In the course of digging the human remains out of the ruins of the massacre left behind the BATF (and apparently FBI) agents, an incredibly entangled array of corpses and corpse parts and fragments were "found" in a small, single room concrete block building that had been standing in the Davidian compound. Federal agents claimed that these bodies were the result of people who had been there all along, as the siege had progressed. The block building was intact and still standing. It was in good condition except for a small hole in the roof that federal agents had blown in there with explosives to create the illusion for the public that the roof had caved in on what had been primarily moms and children trying to protect themselves during the siege. Agents refer to the concrete block building as a "bunker." They like to use such words in order to make themselves appear braver and larger than they actually are. This is especially so after deliberately torturing and murdering moms, children, and babies in an effort to prove that the religious leader of these nice folks was a fake Jesus and not the real one.

At this point let me describe only one of the bodies that was "found" in the Magic Box. It was the body of a robust man, with arms, legs and head chopped cleanly and neatly off, as if done by a machete. The head and arms were not present in the Magic Box, only the torso with the members removed in a quite symmetrical pattern, so that all the stumps were very close to the same length.

Federal agents tell us that this man, as in the case of all the other carnage in the Magic Box, was killed "when the roof mysteriously caved in." The hole in the roof was a small one, (see the photos at the website above) about 14 to 16 inches in diameter, with small pieces of concrete scattered on the floor of the Magic Box. The reinforcing steel is bent inwardly as if caused by an explosion placed on the roof. The FBI denies any knowledge of this "mystery." The FBI will only say, "The roof caved in." How it caved in, the FBI avers, is a total mystery, because the FBI, at no time, ever made a single dangerous or aggressive move toward the Davidians that could have caused even a single death.

Let us forget, for the moment, about all the other carnage in the Magic Box except for the torso of the man. How could any presently available "falling" concrete debris of any magnitude (even the weight of the entire building raised twenty feet in the air and dropped) so neatly and cleanly sever off this man's appendages in the manner we find them? And even if we do swallow the dog vomit that our illustrious federal agents are trying to pour down our throats, in order that we can naively and dutifully accept even the hypothetical possibility that fifty to a hundred pounds of small particles of concrete debris could, and in fact did, so neatly and cleanly slice these appendages off the man, WHERE ARE ALL THE APPENDAGES? Where is the entire animal?

Where are the arms, legs, and head? They were not found in the Magic Box with the torso. Even if small particles of falling concrete debris could have wrought such extreme punishment on a man, shouldn't we at least find the head somewhere in the building? What did the concrete block building DO with the arms, legs, and head of the man? A building is an inanimate thing, an object, without the power of locomotion. Where did it carry the man's appendages off to? The government has tried, by incompetent illusion, to lead us to believe that the Davidian moms, babies and children that were even then under extremes of military siege must have got so hungry that they cut the man's arms, legs and head off, and ate them. Could one suppose the man stood still while the moms and babies did this to him? Or was he so altruistic that he just donated himself to them for food? Maybe we should look in the septic tank for the parts, then, or at least in the digestive tracts of some of the babies.

"Oh, yes, look there in the baby's stomach. There is a man's skull in there. The baby must have swallowed the skull whole!"

About two weeks after the affair was finished federal agents BULLDOZED THE BLOCK BUILDING DOWN. Another one of thousands of questions arises. Why did they bulldoze the building down? Were they fearful that it would attack passersby as it had the man that it reduced to a torso, then ate his arms, legs and head so that they totally disappeared, and reduced the moms and little children to twisted, compacted heaps of garbage by sprinkling a couple of pounds of concrete debris from the roof onto them? Can the reader guess why the federal government bulldozed the Magic Box down? Do I have to tell it? Please don't make me tell it. Surely anybody with enough presence of mind to memorize the Alphabet and learn how to read is smart enough to guess the right answer here. Please don't make me refute a FBI/BATF/CIA claim that they were only making a parking lot so that if Janet and Bill were curious to see firsthand what they had wrought and decided to drive down and look things over, they would have a comfortable place to park.

Tell the whole story to a ten-year-old and ask him or her why they dozed the building down. The child will tell the same thing I would. Any reader not smart enough to get it should ask a child. Just to be sure, I told the story to a five-year-old girl and asked her why they dozed the Magic Box down. She knew.

I can make up a more plausible story than any federal agent, obviously. They just don't know how to concoct credible lies. They only know how to conduct massacres and holocausts. They should hire me to make up lies to follow in their wake. After all, I am an ex-criminal and bad person, while these merry men hold themselves as upright men of honesty and gentility, without criminal records. Because I do have a criminal record I am not so fettered. My story would be so much more plausible than theirs, they ought to take it right off the Internet and use it. I would say that an unidentifiable BATF agent, in a hapless frame of mind, worried sick about personal home conditions with a hydrocephalic mother, who was at that moment giving birth to sextuplets afflicted with Downe's Syndrome, simply did not know that a crime scene was sitting there. That he had accidentally brought a bulldozer in and unintentionally ran over the crime-scene building while he was trying to construct an overpass for a freeway that he had not realized was several miles away.

I would pull out a road atlas and show that the freeway actually is several miles away.

Folks, I do not believe that actual, true magic happens in Magic Boxes, as the FBI/BATF/CIA hold up to us and claim to be the case. I don't believe that real magic is what happens in a stage magician's box of tricks. A stage magician uses the power of illusion to capture our senses and make it appear that magic is happening, even when we all know that it is not. The Magic Box above does not even begin to create the first elements of an illusion. Federal agent efforts to create magical illusion are so sloppy and unreasonable and incompetent that a five-year-old girl would not buy it. Why is everybody applauding their magic tricks, then, by swallowing dog vomit as if it tasted good, and shuffling around with diverted eyes and mental faculties as if the Magic Box trick had been a good one? Isn't anybody concerned with who, or what, may be next? How could even a fool trust these thugs to help a little old lady across the street?

Let me tell you something else I know. These agents that so incompetently put this Magic Box trick together were not at home having sex with the wives during the Waco Massacre, as they claim. They did not just happen by accident to walk up AFTER the Davidians had done all this horror to themselves. They did not find a condition where there was absolutely no evidence of any kind except an inexplicable horror that had somehow magically happened. Look at the sawdust on these men. Look at the wood saws in their hands. Look at the two by fours they are holding in their hands as they speak. Sawdust is globbed in their ears, in their mouths, all in their hair. They are gagging and choking in a cloud of sawdust. How have they not been cutting wood?

Anybody that says our illustrious federal agents were home with the wives having sex while the Davidians massacred themselves, contact me and I will sell you some fried ice cream. You cannot imagine how good it tastes. I take only the finest and coldest ice cream, drop it in the hottest vegetable oil, cook it for thirty minutes to an hour until it is hot and crisp, then pull it out as the coldest block of hot, fried ice cream you have ever eaten. Send me a bunch of money (in unmarked bills) and I'll cook up all the fried ice cream you can eat, then send it to you by special post. Or better yet, sign over the deeds to your houses to me, and I'll teach you how to fry ice cream. Send me the deeds to your houses today. Send me your credit card numbers.

Particular care has been taken by news media to demonize the Branch Davidians. Just about every reference to these nice people has the word "cult" imbedded in it. They were a "cult." They were engaged in "cultic" behavior. It is as though anything that is labeled "cultic behavior" in the United States ought to be summarily punished by federal mayhem or massacre, or at least if it is so punished (as at Waco), that this is okay. After all, cultic behavior is a threat to national security, right?

Let us stop for a moment to realize a bare fact. By the very nature of the meaning of the words the Bible uses in reference to "The Church," there can be only one Church. There can't be two, not three, not four, not five, not fifty "The Churches." There can only be one "The Church" within the meaning of the Bible that I have read and understood. Any number and kind of churches more than "The Church" is, and must be, a cult.

Extant today there are more than ten or fifteen different numbers and kinds of "acceptable" churches in America competing for churchhood, each of which holds itself forward as being The Church. To name only a few, there are: Catholic, Protestant, Lutheran, Baptist, Holiness, Jehovah's Witness, Church of the New Song. And, whether accepted or not, there are even homosexual churches, devil worshipping churches, churches that worship snakes, lizards and scorpions. All of these "churches" are different one from the other. Only one of them, by any reasonable definition, can be real. All the others are cults that fall precisely within the meaning of the demonizing definitions that the Branch Davidians have had leveled against them, and for which they apparently all, men, moms, children and babies suffered mayhem at the hands of the federal government.

There is only one church that can be the real one. All the others are cults. Since cultic behavior in the United States is now punishable by mayhem and massacre, should it be suggested that all professed religionists be massacred as the Branch Davidians were? Why should they not be? How can Catholics escape? By what right do they live? And how about Jehovah's Witnesses? They certainly have not been around long enough to call themselves "The Real Church." Ought they be massacred? Why not? Should news media get in here and justify the execution of all these false religionists?

When the Real Church stands up, how will we recognize it? There are so many cults…

1. The truth demands that I tell it. I have no choice. I am compelled beyond any other concern. I cannot even hide in God and say that He compels me. I wish I could. An urging deep down in my spirit will not allow me to share this responsibility. This burden is mine alone. I point my finger. I accuse. I indict. I convict. I sentence to death every thug at the Waco Massacre. Every thug attending the Waco Massacre is condemned to hell everlasting. (I realize, of course, that none of these believe in any kind of hell other than that which they are capable of inflicting on others. This fact will simply double their surprise when they get it.)

2. There is no respectable name one can call the individuals who committed these atrocious acts against the Davidians at Waco, Texas. No other name than thug fits, especially not any venerated one such as "FBI." Call them FTA--Federal Thugs of America. None of these thugs, top to bottom (White House included), in any combination with fellow conspirators, could have mustered between themselves any comparable kind and amount of the basic human courage we found in any one of the Davidian children who were laid waste by these cruel, mindless and spineless depredations. No possible names can be used for all these federal criminals, thugs to the last one, except cowardly, heartless, mindless, ugly, dirty, satanic, evil to the core. Even so, these fall short. If a decent word came to my mind in their behalf I would vomit it back out with all my stomach contents. How could any creature calling himself human do otherwise?

 3. I stand with all the nameless thousands of Christian Martyrs, including the massacred Davidians at Waco, Texas, who chose torture and certain demise rather than publicly or privately abandon the truth for the sake of kissing the boot-heel of an imposter--a liar, a cheat, an armed thug--that is little else than a degenerate brand of secular authority run amok in the world after slipping loose from its bonds of human decency and righteousness. In its shameless and vainglorious pretensions that would assume a righteous pinnacle beside that awe-inspiring, white-hot effulgence emanating from the unassailable inferno of righteousness that is God's Eternal Truth, this imposter from thugdom is no authority at all. It needs to be discounted out of hand, even scoffed at and ridiculed. It is little more than another golden image created by a modern-day Nebuchadnezzar for the godless subjects of a latter day Babylon. My name today is Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abedneggo. Throw me in the lion's den if you must, or the fiery furnace, or both. I don't bow down to golden images, nor do I worship boot-heels. I have spiritual comrades: Giordanno Bruno, Joan of Arc, Martin Luther, Thomas Jefferson, George Washington, Thomas Paine, Patrick Henry, and a list of others too numerous to name here. My words are only echoes of the lives these fine folks lived.

The greatest name of all is Jesus Christ. Jesus and I are one. None of us bow down to golden images, nor do we worship boot-heels.

4. Since the Branch Davidians of Waco, Texas, committed no more crime than believing David Koresh was Jesus, I suppose my repudiation of state authority (a greater crime than they committed) is tantamount to ordering my own crucifixion. I wonder if I will be nailed up, or simply napalmed?

B. Lokey

10-7-99