FDIC Murder, Drug Money, Genetics Engineering, Casinos, Business As Usual

below is a post today on Mobile Audit Club website by
Kurt Brown,
alias Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner

Mobile Audit Club

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and Youtube Saintrambone videos (some were edited by Youtube or federal
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Segment December 09, 2009:
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My grandmother who was a modern working woman during and after World War II
tried to prepare me for something. She said, "Things are never as bad as
they seem". She knew I would discover truths. She said I would have hard
knocks.

I did not realize what she meant. To me at the time, hard knocks was a fist
fight or maybe juvenile hall. There were things she knew about the
atrocities allowed in the USA and the Earth.

I often combine my medical training in analysis or to help with diagnosis of
many things not related to medicine, such as murder investigation in high
finance.

Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation bank examiner was one of my jobs.
Investigative journalist of a murder at the FDIC was my job that I took upon
myself after I was wrongfully terminated with no recourse, and because I had
inside knowledge. Now I share the hard information of what is happening in
the federal government's banking system, and it is up to you to figure out
if it can be fixed. I am out of the game, until a stipend is paid. I want
9.11 Million dollars for my trouble, and I will explain. I survived
attempts on my life and was tortured and injected and never got any back up
from federal police. The game is done, and we are done. 9.11 seems paltry
in Millions for what I endured and endure to this day.

This is how it works at the FDIC.

Monies from illegal sources are a huge part of the American economy and they
need banks for that money to translate currencies and to move transactions.
If there is a need not met by legitimate business, the underground markets
and the underground market players will provide the service. But the
underground is the above ground in modern banking in the USA, and the first
line of monies absorption into the banking regulatory business, is a super
layer of banking observation and auditing. I say a super layer because it
is on top. When I was an FDIC bank examiner in Sacramento (Roseville) FDIC,
we bank examiners would often see people come to the office who appeared
suspect but who seemed to control the situation of bank examination from a
super position, or at the top or forefront of the audit. The reason for
this is that in today's world in the federal banking regulatory business,
the lions get the lions share. And it is a big share of the banking
industry, if you can tap in from above and into the underground layers of
the banking regulatory business.

A regional FDIC director was killed during the S & L crisis in the 1990's in
San Francisco. The poor guy did not stand a chance. In navigators terms,
we would say that a fix had been drawn on him by several sources, and he was
killed because he was in the way.

The money sources pinpoint the finger men in his death. The dead FDIC
regional director San Francisco was overwhelmed and thought someone would
protect him. Wrong. He is dead by his own gun in his FDIC office and
labeled suicide. I, a former FDIC bank examiner and later an investigative
journalist, am labeled criminal and or insane by the same federal
government that tried to have me killed and who killed the FDIC regional
director, and then they just took my gun permit through force and then
persecuted me for gun ownership, first by injecting me forcibly, then
forcing medical procedures upon me, then taking me to court with threats of
up to a life time behind bars in a prison or insane asylum. I survived the
attack but the forced injections and forced medical procedures, the loss of
my health, the loss of my career, and the loss of my family, has left me
indifferent about whether they should kill me now, so I will talk about the
money sources and the triangulation of the fix that left the director's
brains blown out.

The Nevada casinos handle the bulk of all money that is filtered into the
money laundering channels on the West Coast of the USA. First you have
California marijuana growers. The government lets California have a
monopoly in the USA marijuana market, so they have a huge stake in the
cannabis business in California. Then you have the Mexican cocaine cartels.
Then you have the Asian heroin syndicates. So there you have it, a four
point fix, when two or one would work, but this is solid geometry and shows
how one can be surrounded and killed. First the casinos have the money from
gambling revenues. Second you have California marijuana monies. Third you
have Mexican cocaine cartel monies. Fourth you have Asian heroin monies.
All of those sources of revenue need a legitimate sponsor to be at a bank to
handle the transactions. Hence the casino industry has people who open up
banks with FDIC approval and bank charters. They then have all of those
money sources channel their monies into the correct hands and it is handled
discretely and with no real crime committed. No real crime if you are the
lion getting the lion's share.

I am sure the Treasury is just as dirty, although they will not hire me, so
I can not say with certainty like I can the F-DIC.

Now for correlation of medicine and banking. If you see a severed spinal
cord, it seems irreparable. However, I have hypothesized on many ways to
repair it, but for simplicities sake, I consider the banking systems upper
layer, those who take the underground revenues off the top. A bridge has
to be make on the spine, a top layer, and I have seen insects whose genetics
could serve in that capacity, as their chitin is almost like bone. The
people who came into the FDIC office and who seemed to be a big part of the
Roseville (Sacramento) FDIC, are like that upper layer, like that insect
whose genetic construct and constituency bridge the gap in the spine. The
spinal cord could be considered analogous to the banking system in this
instance. Its back is broken but the insect has come to save the day with
his structure, to be on top, and to reach to the very bottom, to hold the
whole thing together. But unlike a true broken spine who might benefit from
the genetics of the insect and its hard chitin structure, the banking system
is not broken, but it is penetrated, just like I said, from top to bottom.

What can be done about it? Put me back to work at the FDIC board of
directors as just an observer, and I would do it for what I am paid now if I
could sleep in the office or with a mistress of the F-DIC. No need to
cut me a check, I am already paid what I call, I U f-Dic Clown Fees. You
see, I ran a test at the FDIC that many are afraid to do. First I let the
bosses know that I knew that they were laundering funds and setting up this
Nevada casino and California FDIC bank connection. Then I approached them
on St. Valentines Day, put on my mental makeup as the F-DIC party clown, and
to let them know I was in town in 2001, I offered to do them all up the
derriere. All of them. Then they sent someone to try to take my camera. I
danced a bit and left. I was attacked three days after St. Valentines day
and I had caught someone following me two days after St. Valentines day.
That was the test, to see if I would be attacked, and hence to more better
ascertain the improbability of suicide of the FDIC regional director. I do
not fear death, but like most good mercenaries, I would want a clean kill.
This life is a joke in these damned United States, especially with my
genetic structure, which may be why my grandmother warned me. She knew
something. She said when I joined the military she was not happy. She
said, "Remember Vietnam". I think she thought I should just tell them to
forget about it and that I should just go back to the shipyards.

The same thing may be happening in Seattle because I was informed that
Federal Banking Frauds Prosecutor Thomas Crane Wales was killed the same
year I was attacked and jailed and tortured. I was released from jail
officially on August 11, 2001 for having a gun while I slept. Wales was
killed on October 11, 2001. Wouldn't you sleep with a gun if you were I?
One eye open Jack? No response by the federal police to the attack on my
life and a dead F-DIC director indicate one thing--- no need to tally up the
death toll, we don't matter.

Ironically, I was sculpted in a way and somehow ended up in that job at the
FDIC. Years of college in all of the fields, medicine, computers, business,
communications, and of course chemistry and physics.

I do know about Genetics engineering and feel that many have been used in
medical experiments or procedures, of which they are not aware. I have
some indicative features, like things that may be little wings, a
equilateral spattering of little protuberances from the lower lip and the
top of head has its own special antennae hairs that feel different somehow
when I shave them, a sort of pain. I wonder sometimes if I put the antannae
hairs to a relative with the same if we could communicate, like ants or
gnats or crustaceans.

The VA likes to doctor their medical records in LA. They likely sell us
out. I would not wash my hands in my own blood with them and I am not going
to wash my hands in my blood for their money.

They do experiments in the government and forced medical procedures. I am a
remnant of who I was before they tortured me and injected me and defamed me.

The lies of this life are many. Things are not as bad as they seem, unless
you are a sensitive bumble bee. It is better to be a crusty crustacean. I
have humor in my holocaust camp because I am dead partially inside and I
wonder why God has forsaken me and my family. Are we somehow the fodder for
past medical experimentation.

When you alter DNA, you create medical diseases that are congenital, and
hence genetic, syndromes. Many organs can be effected. The fetus often
dies en utero and spontaneous abortions occur. I want my job back at the
FDIC and I want to simply observe the Board of Directors. I will need no
guns. I do not want them near me or in the room. I may have some doctors
in physics and medicine bring some equipment for some checkups and tests,
but it should not take long.

The F-DIC Party Clown wants them brought down. Tighten the casinos money
input by putting in real time money machines for all bets laid and paid
with real time observation of every money input locale. That is the best
way to cut the skimming off the top, but how to stop the banks from being
set up for money crimes is another question. You can't but you can strangle
the source of the money laundering. I think someone needs to choke up on
the F-DIC, and who better than myself, Kurt Brown, alias Saint Ram Bone,
your best ARD F-DIC Party Clown. I want my 9.11 million or I want the
casinos shut down however it has to be done. I want those controls in
place. It is supposed to be our nation, a nation of positive capitalistic
endeavor. Negative capitalists will just have to pay suit, and in that
suit is me.

I have never seen so much filth and sanctioned abuse until I went to work
for the FDIC and was told to drop an EEOC complaint in San Francisco's FDIC
or be terminated. ARD FDIC told me to promise not to tell at the exit
meeting. I should have brought an attorney. I would not have signed
anything. They were stacking the deck, ye-e. Are ye in on IT? Upside
down and the F-DIC touches the ground. The warlords rule. Maybe it is time
to grab a piece of cloth, step outside their gates, and let them blow each
other up. We will only have a worn piece of cloth.

I have theories on all things controversial because I try to see things
through God's eyes in my old age. The Messiah could come in waves, like a
sine wave with increasing and resonating frequency until the point of total
perfection of all in that construct is made. We are all so small and 9.11
million is not a lot to ask for a man of my caliber and actions.

Please, someone buy my house.

http://www.zillow.com/homedetails/13...44699603_zpid/

I want to leave the USA. The FHA blocked a sale this Summer. They are
like communists, setting prices to keep the peons as peons. I do not ever
want to be injected or abused again and I can not sleep in the USA very
well. I am losing money on the house, but it is your gain. I just can not
rest in a nation like the USA. I have been attacked too many times by
government officials and I even have them on Video under youtube.com
saintrambone videos. I am too old and my family is grown and scattered to
the wind. I lost. I won. I am tired and I have been through too much in
life. Is God dead? Does God care? When does this life end, this life that
rewards murder if you are on the favored side of IT in power. The US Navy
taught me to use a hand gun. The federal war criminal money laundering
murderers tortured me for daring to be prepared to use that training against
their murderers. I never drew it or used it and only had it because I was
in fear of the government after the attack on my life, and I got no response
from FBI or Secret Service. I at one time trusted the VA. Never trust any
government agency. They are too anonymous and brutal and I obviously have a
different viewpoint on medical abuse and murder and torture of innocent
people..

Sometimes death seems nice, but what is life if it isn't a kick in the
b-lls. I like to watch dates and numbers and move on those dates and
numbers. 4-3-2001, Sheriff Jack Tillman took my gun permit with federal
approval when I was going to report starvation at his Mob AL jail. 360
thousand dollars of thievery proven and he was not pushed out until 2005. I
wonder if he would have been discovered to be a thief in 2001 if they would
have injected me and tortured me. Of course they would have, as that was
likely orders from FDIC Board of Directors. I showed up in a suit with my
guitar, like Mr. Peanut, and when the Sheriff Jack Tillman with federal
approval stopped me from entering a city council meeting, I snapped, "Jack
Is In The Crack and Your Kids Ain't Comin Back." He and the federal
dictator in Mobile Alabama would not allow me into the meeting of the Mob
AL City Council.

Yes, the F-DIC Party Clown has many faces. He rides on my shoulder like a
saint I think. Why am I alive? Is it because I am too Randy to be like
Kraft, Randy Kraft. He was a serial killer who wanted to wax my carrot and
then wax my ass when I was in the Navy. No thanks, No gracias, No way. He
left a man on a stump they say, anus to mouth, arms dangling. All I would
have had to have done was take a drink, and I could have been dead. The
government injected me forcibly with chemicals almost twenty years later. I
would rather have been killed by Kraft. At least you have no memory of that
sh-t. He may have noted me as, "Angel" in his memoirs. Of course that
could have been the dead one. I am the one with the living curse.

I do not drink poison, but I can't stop the inhumane sect approved of by
government from injecting me. I can leave, I think. But then again, they
injected me forcibly. What is real after that point is a matter of
mathematical probabilities with wide ranges of uncertainty. I am a
mathematical dullard but I can sum up probabilities fairly quickly. Do not
f-ck with me either. 9.11 million US dollars from those casino funds and
their drug lords cash from Customs and the Border Patrol is all I want.
More is appreciated. I deserve it. Hell, I might have come back from the
dead as far you know. They did heart experiments on veterans. I have a
scar over my heart unexplained, like a little shot of atropine to see the
effect. I also have had some scars unexplained in the groin area to run the
test instruments. I must be a piece of Bug matter to them. Once again, I
play Creams Strange Brew on Youtube. To me it relates to genetics
engineering and my family and our sickness, not of our choice. We excel, we
fail, and it is out of our hands. This is not candy land, this is the bad
lands and we are in bad hands. I should have spit up bug juice every time
they had me do the pledge of allegiance in their Alabama public bug schools.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_NholHANoY

Here are the lyrics to the song by Cream, Strange Brew

Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she's in love with you.
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's some kind of demon messing in the glue.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you.
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
She would make a scene for it all to be
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.


This concludes todays post on Mobile Audit Club website by
Kurt Brown,
alias Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner

Mobile Audit Club

http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath/

and Youtube Saintrambone videos (some were edited by Youtube or federal
censors)

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=saintrambone

In message , KurtBrownSaintRamBone
writes
below is a post today on Mobile Audit Club website by Kurt Brown, alias
Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner

Mobile Audit Club

http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath/

and Youtube Saintrambone videos (some were edited by Youtube or federal
censors)

But...but...where are the three Fantasy Celt creatures squealing OT....
RH
--
Robert Henderson
Personal website: http://www.anywhere.demon.co.uk

Very Fun rog. I hope you get a high level job and they blow your limey
brains out. But limeys have no brains if they utter like a stupid American
of war criminal heritage.

See Mobile Audit Club to see proof of what I discuss. Forget it Rob, I will
meet you on the 4th of July and blow your brains out just for old times
sake.

Here is the link to Mobile Audit Club

http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath/



"Robert Henderson" wrote in message
...
In message , KurtBrownSaintRamBone
writes
below is a post today on Mobile Audit Club website by Kurt Brown, alias
Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner

Mobile Audit Club

http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath/

and Youtube Saintrambone videos (some were edited by Youtube or federal
censors)

But...but...where are the three Fantasy Celt creatures squealing OT.... RH
--
Robert Henderson
Personal website: http://www.anywhere.demon.co.uk