Tesla and Trump

Pedigree. The best grapes ferment into the best wine. The best horses finish first in the race. The bluest blood produces that king who outlives all others. On January 20, 2017, a man who is keenly aware of his family's genetics and pedigree will swear loyalty to the Constitution of the United States of America and take charge of a whole new era.

Perhaps this is the main difference between the Clinton Era and the Trump Era: genetic stock. My apologies if that sounds dangerously eugenics-related. And funny you bring that up because if you want to predict where Trump is going perhaps you should look at where he comes from.

From the Land of Palatine

Trump's grandfather, Friedrich (or, Frederick) Trump, emigrated to America in 1885 from the town of Kallstadt, Germany. In fact, the house where his grandfather was born still stands today. Kallstadt sits in the middle of a fabulous wine-producing area in southwestern Germany, not far from France. I had to chuckle at two things associated with names and nicknames of the people of this region as mentioned at this Wikipedia page for Kallstadt [linked here]. 

1). The town sits in the "Palatine" region of the German state of Rhineland-Palatinate. While I can't find a definitive link between the word "Palatine" and "Palpatine," as in the Star Wars' "Emperor Palpatine," I defy you to try and block a mental image of that famous war lord out of your mind now that I have verbally planted it for you. {smirk}

2). The historical local nickname of Kallstadt and its inhabitants is Brulljesmacher (Palatine German for "loudmouth," via French "brouilles", "troublemaker"). The idiom refers to the inhabitants as big-mouthed braggarts. I am quite sure -- yes, QUITE SURE -- that the new President would regard such a label as a yuuge compliment.

Kallstadt, Germany, from where the Heinz and Trump families emigrated. (Photo: Wikipedia)

Another notable fact is that the Heinz Family, yes as in Ketchup Kerry's wife, is strongly related to the Trumps. Both families came from the same town. By the way, the name "Trump" is a morph from its original German name "Drumpf" and derives from the German word for "drum." So if you're inclined to feel annoyed at the new President's brash, loudmouth style, well, sorry ... but that's his rootstock. Both his family surname and his ancestral neighborhood bear this out. Get used to it.

President Trump also shares Scottish roots from his mother's side. His mother Mary was born in Tong, Lewis, Scotland. [linked here]. The President's father, Fred, is a native New Yorker who was born in the Bronx. The President's given name of "Donald," is, as I can attest from my own family's heritage, about as Scotch as you can get. Here's a special treat for our RM readers who remember my previous article about Trump Tarot cards from The Economist [linked here]. Per the Wikipedia page for the generic name "Donald," now we have at least one interpretation of that card: "world ruler". However, this may serve to simply deepen the mystery of its meaning:

"The name [Donald] is ultimately derived from the Proto-Celtic word elements dubno ("world") and val ("rule")."

Which brings us to the pièce de résistance and the title of this blog. Global dominance always rests upon the shoulders of the entity who has harnessed the highest level of Energy and/or Technology. In light of the new #DEW, or, Directed Energy Weapons, that Russia has been dangling in her showroom lately, we have reason to conclude that the new President is already well-informed on the subject.

A Physicist in the Family

Both the official Wikipedia page for Donald J. Trump and this largely unnoticed news item from 2016 [linked here] mention an important tidbit in Trump's life that should have all of our eyebrows raised to full alert. The President's uncle, John George Trump, was an MIT physicist who worked on both medical and defensive applications of radar during the 1940's. When Nikola Tesla died in his New Yorker hotel room in 1943, John George Trump was one of the men tasked by the FBI to investigate the personal papers that Tesla left behind.

John George Trump, MIT engineer and physicist in the field of radar who had the privilege of studying Tesla's private papers. Uncle to Donald J. Trump. (Photo: Wikipedia)

Note that the above-linked news article from 2016 wants us to believe that John Trump reported to the FBI that there was nothing in those papers "that included new, sound, workable principles or methods." In other words, "move along, nothing to see here." And if you believe that, well then, there are bridges up for sale in New York. Or ... the papers that are now in the possession of the FBI might not have contained anything revelatory, but, oh look, how did these other papers get into my briefcase?

The uncle of the new American president was one of the few people on planet Earth who had full access to Nikola Tesla’s private papers.

In other words, there is no way for us to know what trove of knowledge has somehow been transmuted from Tesla to the Trump family. Based on everything that I and others have researched about the history of secret societies down through the ages, isn't that precisely the way that works? Careful guardianship of game-changing technology and power is handed down from one worthy family to another.

Amy Davidson wrote this during the presidential campaign:

He mentions his uncle so often, and in such extravagant terms—“brilliant,” “one of the top, top professors at M.I.T.”—that it seems worth asking what the professor and his arcane knowledge mean to him. There are two different sets of answers, which might be put into the category of foreign and domestic.

But first, given Trump’s tendency to wrap things in porcelain and gold and shoot sparks through them, it’s worth noting that John Trump really does seem to have been a brilliant scientist. He was at M.I.T. for decades, and the X-ray machines he helped design “provided additional years of life to cancer patients throughout the world,” as the Times put it in his obituary, in 1985. 

Trump was involved in radar research for the Allies in the Second World War, and in 1943 the F.B.I. had enough faith in his technical ability and his discretion to call him in when Nikola Tesla died in his room at the New Yorker Hotel, in Manhattan, raising the question of whether enemy agents might have had a chance to learn some of his secrets before the body was found. (One fear was that Tesla was working on a “death ray.”) 

As Margaret Cheney and Robert Uth recount in “Tesla, Master of Lightning,” Professor Trump examined Tesla’s papers and equipment, and, in a written report, told the F.B.I. not to worry: Tesla’s “thoughts and efforts during at least the past 15 years were primarily of a speculative, philosophical, and somewhat promotional character,” but “did not include new, sound, workable principles or methods for realizing such results.” Professor Trump may have neglected to make that sort of distinction clear to his nephew.

John's Wikipedia page [linked here] informs us that he, together with Robert J. Van de Graaff, developed one of the first million-volt X-ray generators. And "Van de Graaff Generators" [linked here] have everything to do with Tesla coils and Tesla technology, which may be one reason why Mr. John G. Trump was tapped by the FBI as a technical expert to examine Tesla's papers.

Exhibition of Tesla coils and Van de Graaff generators. (Photo: Wikipedia)

Strap In and Buckle Up

In conclusion, we should remember that Donald J., the nephew of John G. Trump, was 42 years old when his famous uncle died. The two of them had years of time to spend talking with each other. Even today, President Trump will mention his uncle often, especially in context of discussions on the proliferation of nuclear weapons. As the new presidency unfolds and Mr. Trump makes his rounds with world leaders like Vladimir Putin, and as he visits nations that are nuclear-powered, remember Donald's family background. Do not underestimate the treasure of knowledge that he may hold due to his familial connection with Nikola Tesla. It was Tesla's vision that predicted the use of Free Energy, which, if used wisely, could be used to utterly destroy the tyranny of the Babylonian Bankster Priesthood once and for all.

I leave you with this Youtube video of one of my favorite PBS documentaries about Nikola Tesla. 

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Bankster Slayer

"When I look back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all." -- the "Kodachrome" song by Paul Simon, 1973

I grew up in a quiet, small, city east of the San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles County, in Palmdale, California. I'm not quite old enough to remember the assassination of JFK, but do remember the assassination of Brother Bobbie on an early summer's day. I was finishing up my first grade at the elementary school just up the street from our suburbia house. Maybe that was when I became self-aware that something wasn't right. When I saw the events of that day unfolding on our new color TV, I remember a thought passing through my 6.5 year old mind. And silly me assumed that everybody else was also holding this same belief because it seemed so obvious to me:


"The President and his brother must have been killed by the same people."

I don't know how a little first-grader was able to come up with that conclusion. That certainly wasn't the sort of idea you would expect to be rumbling around the brain of a little kid. But it kept rumbling in mine and still does, to this day.

The people of my generation passed through the Space Race, the Vietnam War, Watergate, the Disco Era, Yuppies, the World Wide Web, and Irrational Exuberance. Throughout this entire period, a relentless Matrix Machine has been whirring in the background of our lives, unnoticed and largely unchallenged. In fact, that Machine has been whirring for centuries.

I guess it was inevitable that the 6.5 year old kid who once questioned the official doctrine of the Kennedy assassinations would one day swallow her own Red Pill. And so I did, following the 2008 Crash, as I watched the financial lives of my parents and myself collapse into disaster as the equity of our homes evaporated into the dry Arizona air.

I finally came to that moment as have so many readers and contributors of Rogue Money, that day when you finally stop and ask "Why did this happen?" I started reading, researching, listening. Gradually the bricks of The Matrix began to crumble. The monstrous beast was no longer hidden from view. 

And so I join this team of writers and readers who are all trying to Slay the Bankster Beast in their own way. We carry on with confidence because no Evil has ever stood forever against the onslaught of Truth. Undaunted, we move forward.

You will find that my contributions to the Rogue Money web site will focus on the deep history that created The Matrix in the first place. In other words, you won't find any opinion forthcoming on this-or-that presidential election ... unless you are talking about the overthrow of regimes 2- or 3- thousand years ago. In that case, I might be interested!

I make no apologies if what you hear steps on the toes of a long-cherished paradigm. I am just A Messenger. In fact, you will find that my blogs will invite your comments to provide additional pieces of information that perhaps you may have gleaned from your own research. I have many holes that need filling.

You've been told what, how, when, and where to think your whole life. I leave it up to you to exercise your own Mind and take appropriate Action to slay the monster for yourself.

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