JOURNALISTS TO BE JAILED FOR SPEAKING OUT AGAINST 'LITTLE HITLER BUSH'

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Journalists To Be Jailed

For Speaking Out

Against 'Little Hitler Bush'

Slats Grobnik Gets National Security Letter, Too!

 

http://rense.com/general69/dgdy.htm

 

By Greg Szymanski

Arctic Beacon Columnist

3-8-6

 

Slats Grobnik looked at the newspaper, threw it into the dog pile and

said:

 

" Screw every last one of the them. Not a damn bit a truth to any of

it. "

 

Slats, an old time Chi-Town reader new to cyberspace, then turned to

his PC.

 

" Some real news now. "

 

Within a matter of minutes, he threw his size13 hard-soled shoe

through the monitor screen, breaking it into a million pieces. Slat's

grand father, Otto, used to be a shoemaker before the chain stores

took over so the heel was solid as a rock and stuck in the computer

screen like a dart hitting a bulls-eye.

 

This time, however, Slats, known for speaking his mind, wasn't

angered over the news at the Capitol Hill Blue web site, the oldest

political blurb on the internet, but at what the Bush Boys were doing

to freedom-minded journalist who ran the site, Doug Thompson, as well

as other journalists who write stories contrary to the Bush party

line

 

" The son's a bitches are clampin' down on everybody just like the

Commie's and the Nazi's. Hell, if the Commies think they can come

walking down these Chicago streets, there are 200,000 licensed deer

hunters in Wisconsin and Illinois waitin' for 'em, " said Slats, who

once told former Congressman Dan Rostenkowski to " go to hell " at a

Polish street dance near Wrigley Field.

 

Slats, angry as hell over the state of affairs in America, is one

Chicagoan rallying behind Thompson and other journalists caught in a

vice-grip of the Bush administration, planning to prosecute

journalists who stray from neo con agenda and making them examples in

Bush's phony " war on terrorism. "

 

" Well, guess what? Come and get me too. I'm standing with Thompson to

the bitter end or to we put the the White House criminals behind

bars, " said Slats, thinking how the late syndicated columnist Mike

Royko, Slat's long time hero who fought for the little guy, would

have had a field day with Bush, probably popping him over the head

with a beer bottle if he tried to suppress one of his stories.

 

" And what's this crap with Hillary? Nothin' but a back stabbing

traitor. Now, they promised her the White House for selling out on

the American people. Hell, she used to live right down the block from

here and went to Maine East High School. Met Slick Willy and that was

the end of her. "

 

Regarding the Thompson crackdown, Slats was hopping mad since Bush,

according to Thompson, recently directed Attorney General Alberto

Gonzales to use " whatever means at your disposal " to wiretap, follow,

harass and investigate journalists who have published stories about

the administration's illegal use of warrantless wiretaps, use of

faulty intelligence and anything else he deems " detrimental to the

war on terror. "

 

Thompson also reported, causing Slats to throw his other shoe the TV

set, that reporters for The New York Times revealed the National

Security Agency was monitoring phone calls and emails of Americans,

as officials at the Justice Department admit they are laying " the

groundwork for a grand jury that could lead to criminal charges. "

Further, the Justice Department has been toying with using a pre-

World War I law to prosecute people who receive classified

information, although the law was aimed at military personnel not

civilians.

 

As Slats cooled down, sitting back for coffee while he opened his

mail, he noticed a letter postmarked from Washington D.C. from the

FBI stamped " National Security Letter. " .

 

It said:Dear Mr. Grobnik:

 

Hope this correspondence finds you in good health,

 

As a part of the never-ending fight against the war on terrorism, we

are directing you to turn over your bank records, credit card

records, library cards, any records regarding your grand father,

Otto's shoe business and any other records and correspondence you

once may have had with the late syndicated columnist, Mike Royko.

 

For National Security reasons, you are put on notice not to tell

anyone regarding the information requested or the demands made

herein.

 

If we have not heard from you in 30 days upon receipt, an official

from Homeland Security will be paying you a visit.

 

Thank you in advance for anticipated cooperation.Before Slats could

fully digest the content of the letter and finish his coffee, he

thought about the Capitol Hill Blue article, pointing out the same

letter was sent to Thompson:

 

Thompson wrote:

 

" In recent weeks, the FBI has issued hundreds of " National Security

Letters, " directing employers, banks, credit card companies,

libraries and other entities to turn over records on reporters. Under

the USA Patriot Act, those who must turn over the records are also

prohibited from revealing they have done so to the subject of the

federal probes.

 

" Just how widespread, and uncontrolled, this latest government

assault has become hit close to home last week when one of the FBI's

National Security Letters arrived at the company that hosts the

servers for this web site, Capitol Hill Blue.

 

" The letter demanded traffic data, payment records and other

information about the web site along with information on me, the

publisher.

 

Now that's a problem. I own the company that hosts Capitol Hill Blue.

So, in effect, the feds want me to turn over information on myself

and not tell myself that I'm doing it. You'd think they'd know

better.

 

" I turned the letter over to my lawyer and told him to send the

following message to the feds:

 

" Fuck you. Strong letter to follow. "

 

As Slats pulled his shoes out of the computer and TV screen, he said

while walking out the door,

 

" Well said, Mr. Thompson. Well said. "

 

Editor's Note:

 

Every once in a blue moon Greg visits with Slats Grobnik from his

hometown of Chicago and writes a column featuring the man the late

syndicated columnist, Mike Royko, made famous in his columns,

spanning more than four decades. Greg tries to keep the memory of

Slats alive in Mike's honor.