May 6, 2013 by Liam Scheff
It has been two weeks since the bombing of the Boston Marathon, and we have experienced such a volume of propaganda and thought-shaping media coverage that I have never seen. The media has failed to ask any significant questions about the event, and is, instead, parroting CIA and law enforcement press releases.
The questions are numerous: who were the Tsarnaev brothers? What was their connection with FBI and CIA? What was their accusing Uncle Ruslan’s relationship with CIA? And, to the crime scene – why did the FBI strip citizens of their photographs of the area?
“A day and a half later an FBI guy comes over and says “Give me your camera”. I says I got 2000 family photos on here. “Give me your camera” and I said OK. And he went through it, he went to the pictures I had just took (sic) of the crime scene which was right outside the hotel where the bomb, bomb one and bomb two (refers to the map he drew) went off, and he went and deleted everyone of them. He said “You can have all the rest”. I got pictures of 25 ambulances lined up all ready to go. Guardsman, policemen, police cruisers all over the place.” BeforeItsNews.
And despite hearing a great deal about the scene, precious few photos survived. Those that did tell a puzzling story. Let’s look at the case of “Cowboy hero” Carlos Arredondo.
Which of these is true?
With the first blast, Mr. Arredondo jumped over the fence and ran toward the people lying on the ground. What happened next, he later recounted to a reporter: He found a young man, a spectator, whose shirt was on fire. He beat out the flames with his hands. The young man, who turned out to be Jeff Bauman, had lost the lower portion of both legs. He took off a shirt and tied it around the stump of one leg. He stayed with Mr. Bauman, comforting him, until emergency workers came to help carry him to an ambulance.
He helped only one man, Mr. Bauman. New York Times.
Carlos Arredondo ran across Boylston Street, jumped the security fence and landed on a sidewalk smeared in blood. In front of him, two women lay motionless. Another woman walked around in black-powder smoke, looking down at the fallen bodies. “Oh, my God,” he said she repeated, dazed. “Oh, my God.” Arredondo had been a Boston Marathon spectator, carrying a camera and a small American flag. He dropped the flag. He took four pictures — focusing on a young man crumpled on the sidewalk. The man had a blank expression, and a leg that was only bone below the knee. Then Arredondo put the camera away. He asked the injured man his name. “Stay still,” he remembered saying, in accented English. “The ambulance is here.” Washington Post
Bauman, 27, was waiting at the finish line for his girlfriend to cross when the bombs exploded. Arredondo was watching from nearby bleachers, handing out American flags while he cheered on members of the National Guard and a suicide prevention group that were running in honor of his two deceased sons. When the bombing hit, adrenaline and instinct kicked in, and he immediately hopped the fence and ran toward the people on the ground.
“There were so many people on the floor, so many serious injuries in the legs. It was unbelievable, people were everywhere,” Arredondo said.
When he saw the extent of Bauman’s injuries and the rapid loss of blood, he knew Bauman needed his help the most. He ripped up a sweater and used it to try to stop the bleeding from Bauman’s legs and immediately got the attention of a woman with a wheelchair. He placed Bauman in the chair and began pushing, but the fabric he used as bandages kept getting caught in the wheels. Arredondo took matters into his own hands, literally, throwing off the fabric and pinching closed an artery on Bauman’s right leg – the image of humanitarianism seen around the world. Concord Monitor
Bauman thought he was going to die as he bled profusely on Boylston Street — until cowboy-hat-wearing peace activist Carlos Arredondo came to his rescue.
“I saw him. He was running around helping everybody” injured in the blast.
“And then . . . he helped me,” Bauman said of Arredondo, who was photographed pushing him to safety in a wheelchair. “He was going nuts helping everybody. His adrenaline was definitely, definitely kicking.
“When Carlos picked me up and threw me into the wheelchair, then I was like, ‘All right, maybe I am going to make it.’ But before that, no way — I thought I was done.”
The radio hosts said Arredondo reported that Bauman was “unbelievably composed” despite his wounds.
“I don’t know,” Bauman said. “I just toughed it up at that point . . . I was definitely hurting.” New York Post
So, he helped everyone, he only helped Jeff Bauman, he beat the flames out with his hands, he took pictures, the ambulance was there, he had to throw him into a wheelchair and walk him a good distance to the ambulance, he tied a tourniquet, which fell off, because he was bleeding profusely, but he didn’t lose blood while sitting up.
The amputee never lost consciousness – he ‘toughened up.’
Here’s the video, slowed down – you see Carlos at 1:49, pulling the fence down. Had he already taken photos, helped everyone, tied a tourniquet that would later fall off? No, that isn’t said to have happened until after the fence is down and the victims are being tended. The flags aren’t down, neither blown down nor shredded. A 2nd story window is destroyed, but people’s faces aren’t blackened and cut with debris.
Watch the flags.
We have images of Jeff rolling around without a tourniquet, but not gushing blood – these are now attributed to Carlos – but Carlos is in one of the photos, leaning against the fence, twirling his flag.
What is happening here? Why is this poor amputee rolled out in a wheelchair? How is he conscious throughout? Is he burned? Are there flames? Did Carlos put them out? Or was he taking pictures? How is the amputee smiling for the camera sitting upright, handing a gift to someone 9 days later?
How is he rolling about, quite healed from the trauma, apparently, 2 weeks later, flying a flag at a sporting event?
Where is the media asking experts to explain the miracle of his healing recovery? Where are they telling we, the public, how to respond in a crisis situation to this sort of wound? Where is the media emphasis on improvised emergency medical care procedures? On compressing a wound, stopping blood flow, tying a tourniquet? Where is the preparation for a worst-case-scenario that involves we, the people, being of use to each other?
None of it is there – it’s all gone, absent.
Whatever actually happened, this is a propaganda campaign against reality; and the reality is, if this was entirely real, it is beyond bizarre – but if it is entirely real, we should be prepared to understand the U.S.-CIA role in killing millions of civilians overseas since World War 2, and in killing perhaps a million people in Iraq, a country we’ve created a genocide in by littering it with depleted uranium.
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Liam Scheff is the author of “Official Stories,” because “official stories exist to protect officials.”