Showing posts with label NCW and hierarchy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NCW and hierarchy. Show all posts

Friday, June 15, 2018

ARE THE NEOS PROTECTING SEXUAL PREDATORS?

(Posted by Frenchie)

Most people with a little knowledge of American History, have heard about the "Underground Railroad" operated by abolitionists, before and during the civil war, in order to allow escaped slaves from the south to reach the safer environment of the northern states or even Canada.


History books are full, not of pictures, since photography was barely on its first steps, but epic drawings such as the one above, lauding the brave souls who risked life and limbs to save slaves.

The images are so strong that they are still used today by some nefarious groups who advocate the dangerous no borders agenda, which in turn have led to modern human trafficking and new forms of slavery, more pernicious that its predecessors.
As the saying goes: "the road to hell is paved with good intentions".

In the case of the NCW the road to hell is clearly marked with bad intentions.



Four cases from Guam

We are going to review four cases from Guam of  Sexual predators, who have been extracted from Guam, to continue a well protected life among communities of the NCW.

  1. The case of Wadeson
  2. The case of Luis Camacho
  3. The case of Apuron
  4. The case of Adrian Cristobal  

Saturday, August 27, 2016

POOR FRANCIS OF ASSISI AND GREAT FRANCIS (KIKO) ARGÜELLO

Posted by LaPaz, Jungle Watch correspondent from Spain.

Luis Astúriz is a Jesuit who uses to write about an actual famous person through a letter supposedly sent from another famous one in the past. For example, he wrote a letter for actual Pope Francis as it was sent from another jesuit, Cardinal Martini, from Heaven. This time, Luis Astúriz elected Saint Francis of Assisi to send a letter to Francisco, Kiko, Argüello. It was published in 2013 in Zoomnews, but til now things stay the same. It could be said loudest but not clearest.

"Brother Francisco, I am your brother Francisco.

I do not know if you remember me. Sometimes almost certain you don't.

But my heart aches for you. I do not know where you are going or where do you take all those people walking behind you, even when they will run whereever you send them. I do not know why do you gives them orders. Or what for.