Homer, Alaska - Letters - State capital: scam culture 08/20/08

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State capital: scam culture

For some time now I've been waiting for a journalist, preferably an investigative one, to give us some insight as to the comprehensive nature of the corruption in our state capital. Where are you? Frustrated, I have just had to do my own research. Here are my findings. It's bad. Actually, it is horrendously bad to the degree that a slide show with graphics and flow charts would be needed to fully convey the enormity of the scam culture of our capital. Nevertheless, I will try to give you a mental picture.

Imagine Veco, which still exists just under a different name, pouring out wheelbarrows of cash trying to keep up with big oil that dumps entire fish totes full of cash at our suits. Private prison pushers only use brief cases thus, they are only third in line. On occasion though, big oil will come with an F150 truck-size load of cash. That's a lot of cash I know, but their needs are much bigger. Their goals are quite complex so let me try explain it like this. We Alaskans would become Third World workers with our government apparatus in the hands of globalist overlords who even charge us tax to pay for their stealing of our resource, and they will pollute Alaska to boot.

What's globalism, I hear you say? That's where you work for Pebble mine at Wal-Mart wages and the state fronts the money for the mine. Like Dutch Harbor, Third World workers are then brought in to replace Americans. One of your sons is in a private prison because he came off his medication. The other son did good, he kills for the military which works for the globalists who then pay our politicians in our state capital. Look at it like a sort of circle of life, the way things get done. Except it's truly the circle of death, a republic gone bad.

Some of you aren't getting this so I'm going to have to rent a coffee shop and do the flow chart thing any way. I know, how about both Captain's and Latitude that would be fun.

Peter Nagle

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