Emails Purporting To Show “Pizzagate” Investigation Launched By DC Police Based on A Video

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  1. Berenice Kavanagh says:
  2. R. A. Davis says:

    This is not the end, by any stretch of imagination. It is one of many pedogate strands that together could be seen as the beginning of the end.
    The Mainstream will not touch this, which says more about the mainstream than about the information.
    Sincere thanks to Celia for publishing this, and to all those who help to uncover this wretched practice.
    Deep State=pedophilia.

  3. Scott Gordon says:

    Regardless of whether or not the police are sincere in their response and able and willing to follow up, it is work like this on the part of activists like her, that provide hope of justice. It turns the light on wrongdoing and adds to the encouragement to pursue justice that might not otherwise come about.

    In other words, I appreciate activists taking the time to make important contacts and forward evidence that everyone else may just assume the “authorities” should already know. Not always the case.

    • Berenice Kavanagh says:

      Czeslaw Milosz
      ~~~~~~~~~~~~

      Late Ripeness
      ~~~~~~~~~~~

      Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year,
      I felt a door opening in me and I entered
      the clarity of early morning.

      One after another my former lives were departing,
      like ships, together with their sorrow.

      And the countries, cities, gardens, the bays of seas
      assigned to my brush came closer,
      ready now to be described better than they were before.

      I was not separated from people,
      grief and pity joined us.
      We forget – I kept saying – that we are all children of the one King.

      For where we come from there is no division
      into Yes and No, into is, was, and will be.

      We were miserable, we used no more than a hundredth part
      of the gift we received for our long journey.

      Moments from yesterday and from centuries ago –
      a sword blow, the painting of eyelashes before a mirror
      of polished metal, a lethal musket shot, a caravel
      staving its hull against a reef — they dwell in us,
      waiting for fulfillment.

      I knew, always, that I would be a worker in the vineyard,
      as are all men and women living at the same time,
      whether they are aware of it or not.

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