Ah!
http://www.sightings.com/politics6/untrucks.htm
Watcher, this dude invites you to his court date:
100's White (UN?) Trucks/SUVs
Seen Stored In Kansas
City Amusement Park
By Steven Laird midknight@radiks.net
12-31-99
On Dec 27, in Kansas City I was driving by Worlds of Fun amusement
park.
Suddenly, off to the right, I saw many brand new white trucks (and
some other colors) of the 4-wheel drive type. I was very startled to
see them in Kansas City. So, I turned my own white truck around to
get a better view.
Now, what made them stand out was the military precision of their
parking. Normal people do not park vehicles that close and straight.
So, I got out my video camera and 35mm camera.
I started taking pictures from the public roadside, and noticed that
the vehicles had no plates, or stickers in the windows...which would
leave out the possibility of a local dealership renting the lot.
Dealers have to have plates and the window stickers on the vehicle
until sale of the vehicle is complete.
The security for these vehicles drove around in unmarked white
trucks. It was cold and windy that day, even at noon. I parked my
truck at the front driveway and decided to walk down to the front
gate where people pay to enter the park.
I thought the park security would be the cheap rent-a-cop type that
would not easily leave their nice, warm trucks. However, I assumed if
they did come out, they would simply ask me to leave, and tell me to
come back in the summer when the park would be open.
I stopped a couple of times as I went down the road to take pictures
of the vehicles. My video camera has a 26x zoom, and if I did not
brace it against a tree, the picture would jump all over the place. I
was also taking pictures with the 35mm. The film was made for many
times magnification.
In this world, if you do not have pictures, no one believes you.
I made it up to the gate which is really just 5 to 6 arches you stop
at to pay your park entrance fee. I about to turn around and go back
to my little white truck at the top of the hill when I saw park
security coming fast through the park right toward my position.
There are no buildings nearby to hide behind the big 40 foot tall
evergreens with 10 foot long branches where on the other side of the
arches, the only cover was this small, 6 foot evergreen tree. It
looked like a Charlie Brown Christmas tree.
I stood still behind this stupid little tree as both white vehicles
pulled up to the arches. One turned right and went back into the
park, the other sped up very fast (burning rubber) up the driveway.
So, I quickly went over to the three larger evergreens to hide.
Now this is fun, I thought. I get to play hide and seek with the park
patrol. Then the other truck which had turned right and went into the
park came back fast. It stopped just past me. I was 10 feet from the
left rear quarter panel of the truck. I thought for sure he saw me
because I was wearing a gray coat with bright light blue pants and
standing between 2 very green evergreen trees.
But it must be true what they say. People tend to look forward when
Searching, not behind. I was tempted to yell BOO !. It would have
scared the crap out of the park patrol.
But I was having too much fun hiding from these 2 guys.
So I backed into the third tree and went over the embankment towards
my truck. The amusement park is near I-435 highway, and earthen
embankments help deflect road way sounds, and block the view of the
highway. So I had about 50 yards to go to get to my truck up on the
road.
The little field was sunken and could not be easily seen from the
park entrance. I thought I was home free.
Then 2 vehicles came flying over the embankments. One cut me off from
the front, the other from behind. The one in front jumped out of his
vehicle armed, but not drawn, not yet. Yelling, "Get down on the
ground!" Then yelling, "Whats your name? What's your social security
number?" My brain said, "What? Social security number?" I thought a
social security number was not to be used as a form of ID.
This fellow wanted my social security number more than he wanted my
name. I gave him the requested data and he quickly grabbed my video
camera and 35mm camera.
After a quick search over my body, the first guy (the leader) asked
me again for my social security number, but not my name. I have never
heard of park patrols, or police, asking for social security number
over your name. I was wary but I repeated the number again. I
thought "I'm dead" if I forget my social security number.
I was then grabbed from behind. My arms were placed behind my back.
Then, I was told to place my arms on the hood of the white truck and
to spread my legs.
The search turns up my truck keys, a cell phone, but no billfold. I
had left it back in the truck. The leader asks me what I am doing in
his park. I did not want him to know that I was taking pictures of
the trucks, so I told him I was taking pictures of the park. People
take pictures of the park all the time.
But this upset him even more, and he asked me, "How far did you get
into my park?" I told him only as far as the park entrance. Of
course, he did not believe me. Then he said, "I can tell when people
are lying to me."
I thought "What? He can't read minds." That is such an old trick. I
used it against the kids when I worked at the YMCA as a camp
counselor. It made the kids tell the truth...like you had some
special powers.
Then, the 'fearless leader' says, "I can let you go if you tell me
the truth." Now I started thinking, this is like an old WWII movie
where the German SS man says, "If you tell me the truth, I will let
you go." And then everyone dies after spilling their guts .
I don' t remember his other questions, but the next thing to happen
was placing me in handcuffs. Now, I must say that 'fearless leader'
was well-trained in handcuffing and transporting people. He did it
smoothly and comfortably for me.
However, when I got in his truck, I realized he was not your normal
rent-a-cop. He had in the truck a military yellow-green backpack with
about 6 military patches on it. The backpack was removed from my view
quickly and put out of sight. Also, the radio in the vehicle was
impressive in 2 ways. First, it was hi-tech with what looked like a
scrambler. Second, the radio was not attached beautifully to the
dash, but to an ugly metal mount where a floor manual transmission
stick would go. Strong, but not pretty.
I was then transported a short distance into the park to
the 'fearless leader's' office. Where other military personnel were
working. No one was wearing military uniforms, but I saw ROTC hats
from different American universities.
Of course, ROTC college graduates come to Kansas City for Christmas
to work in an amusement park. Yeah, right.
Fearless leader's office was for two people, and his assistant
watched as he asked me questions about myself, not about my being on
park property. I did not mind. I know who and what I am. I don't
think he knows who and what he is. Or, who he serves or who he
trusts.
He asked for my social security number again, and when I repeated it
he said "You're wrong! You lied to me!" Now he was trying to rattle
me.
Fortunately, I have learned from the book, 'The Gentle Art of Verbal
Self-Defense,' when in danger, slip into computer mode. Don't show
fear or pleading, that is what the other side needs for control.
You see 'fearless leader' was trying to use the Phony Leveler and
Satir mode. It's a powerful combination, but tough to use. And since
I was in computer mode, he was getting frustrated.
And his questions were stupid. They were phrased in such a way that
any answer would only make me look worse. You know like the
question "When did you stop beating your wife?" .
Then the funny thing happened, Fearless leader's data base on me was
5 years old. It showed Steven Charles Laird living in Kansas City.
Well I have lived in Omaha, Nebraska for 4.5 years. When I could not
remember a Kansas City address from over 5 years ago, fearless leader
was positive I was not Steven Laird.
He kept saying "You are not who you say you are."
Also fearless leader kept leaving the office and coming back. While
he was gone, was he looking at the video tape and seeing his trucks
plus my Christmas of 1999. I did not fit the mode of people that he
has been trained to deal with. An honest person, who cares.
Living in the world of lies, makes things you don't understand, the
enemy. Where in my world of computers, if you don't understand
something, it is a puzzle to solve.
Then came the real obvious question, from fearless leader: "Why don't
I believe you when you say your name is Steven laird?" That came
right from 'Section G' of the verbal violence octagon. And Fearless
leader's voice kept modulating up and down. He was not having a good
day.
But I was. It was all I could do not to jump up and say, "Yeah, this
is fun!" or laugh out loud in sheer joy.
Some other information fell in my lap. While fearless leader was
writing up my trespassing ticket, the other park patrol officer said
that he will be taking classes at another base starting Feb 1.
Fearless leader immediately walked him out of the office and across
the hall into another office.
So this is a base, I thought. Then, the data my friend Jay gave me
earlier this month, fell in place. You see, the home owners around
Worlds of Fun in Kansas City have been complaining for years about
the limestone mining that goes on under Worlds of Fun. The mining
explosions cause damage to ceramic pipes underground. Jay can even
show me the old entrance in the middle of the park.
So, now it all fits: amusement parks are all over the USA and near
every major city. They have there own sewer, water, power, and fences
to keep people out. What a wonderful place to put a command and
control center...(this is my guess).
Just before the local police arrived, fearless leader told me not to
come back to Worlds of Fun. They have cameras everywhere, and will be
able to pick me out of a crowd. How small are military cameras? And
what kind of surveillance do they have?.
When the local Kansas City police arrived with the patty wagon to
pick me up, they accused me of being a Russian spy.
But my discoveries were not over yet. The ride out was long because
amusement parks tend to use one way roads often. I got to see more of
the park out of the back window of the patty wagon.
I saw 100's more new vehicles in all the parking areas inside the
park, and that was only a few levels deep. I would love to see a
picture from the air of the amusement park Worlds of Fun.
****For those interested in viewing the military personnel, my court
date is Feb 7th at 11:00 municipal court building 1101 Locust; Kansas
City, MO; Room A.
One last thing: the two amusement parks in Kansas City are across the
street from each other. Their present names are Worlds of Fun and
Oceans of Fun.
How about we change the names to Worlds of Big Brother and Oceans of
Lies.
What's In The Caves Under K.C.?
From NewsHawk Inc. hawkeye@saber.net 1-3-99
We received a number of responses to our forward of Steve Laird's
report on strange goings-on beneath the Worlds of Fun amusement park
in Kansas City involving military personnel.
Most of our respondents indicated that, to their knowledge, at least
one thing that's going on regarding these subterranean installations
is that they're being used by the government to store food--to be
precise, a vast quantity of military-issue "MREs" or "meals, ready-to-
eat."
And for what purpose? Who knows... .
Please read below the most comprehensive of these responses that
we've received.
NewsHawk. Inc.
-------- Original Message --------
Subject: MRE's Being Stored in Kansas City
Date: Sun, 02 Jan 2000 14:03:09 -0800
From: Ed Wolfe
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Dear friends,
As some of you know, I live in a poor and working class neighborhood
in Kansas city, and am involved with various activities that help
poor people become less poor. As part of this, I often take in people
who are homeless, or would be if not for a safe harbor. One of my
housemates just got a four month temporary job unloading trucks at an
underground storage center located near my neighborhood (KC has a lot
of underground limestone caves that are used for storage). Anyway,
this particular contract is a government contract, and the product
being unloaded and stored is MRE's. that is, "meal ready to eat",
which I believe is the current incarnation of the old army C rations.
How many MRE's are on a truck? All day, 8 hours a day, for four
months. That is a lot of meals ready to eat.
Note that I didn't hear this from somebody who heard from somebody, I
heard this from somebody in my own household who is unloading the
MREs, beginning at 7:30 in the AM. Three things: First, I am
comforted to know that this large amount of food is being stored here
locally. Second, if you have any fiends or acquaintances who do
temporary labor or casual jobs, you might ask around and see if any
such operations are going on in your city. Three, somebody is taking
this really seriously. MRE's aren't cheap.
Today they unloaded nine trucks, and then were let go early because
some additional expected trucks didn't show. It takes two guys about
1-1/2 hours to unload a truck, and each gets $35. Don't know if this
space has been used to store MRE's before, but that's on the list of
questions to scope out. It does seem to be a government contract, the
supervisors seem sure of that. It has been confirmed that this is
new, that is, it isn't the regular cold storage location for Ft.
Leonard Wood, etc. One of the other laborers said that each truck had
3500 cases, so today there were nine trucks times 3500 cases equals
31,500 cases. Anybody know how many MRE's are in a case? This would
seem to be literally an enormous amount of food, as if there were six
MRE,s in each case, that would mean 189,000 meals were unloaded today
alone, and today was a short day. He was called back to work at 3:30
in the afternoon, but the expected trucks still didn't arrive.
Note that the laborers apparently have to +spc - a certain amount of
time sitting around and waiting. Since the contract is for four
months, 22 work days a month, and if today's unloading was an average
work day, and there are at least six MRE's per case, then we're
talking a minimum of 16,632,000 MREs. Any way you look at that, it is
a large amount of prepared food, being tucked securely away in a
limestone cavern in KCMO. It's three meals a day for 500,000 people
for 11 days, and that's the low estimate, since today was deemed a
slack day by those doing the labor.
I researched MRE's just this evening to learn more about them. The
full meal type MRE comes 12 per case, and the case weighs 17 pounds.
So, for doing some math, double the figures you were dealing with.
Using Robert's math that would come to 33,264,000 meals - using 22
work days per month, for 4 months, and the light work load
experienced by Robert's friend that particular day. Assuming 12 per
case, that's 2,772,000 cases at 17 pounds per case equals 47,124,000
pounds of food, or 23,562 tons. That would mean you could feed
500,000 people 3 meals per day for 22.17 days or roughly 100,000
people for just over 3 months (about 111 days actually). These are
large numbers indeed and we can all look forward to learning more
about this.
-- Hokie (Hokie_@hotmail.com), January 06, 2000.