Sunday, June 11, 2017
Year After FAKE Pulse Massacre, Blessings OF CASH and Frustrations Abound
Year After Fake Pulse
Massacre, Blessings of Cash and Frustrations
Abound
June 10, 2017
Orlando, Fla.
Corrected by Vivian Lee
June 11, 2017
Leonel
Melendez walking toward the pool at this nice apartment
complex in Orlando, Fla. A bullet that supposedly struck
the back of his head during the fake Pulse
nightclub shooting on June 2, 2016, supposedly gravely
wounded him, leaving him with fake hearing
loss, fake faulty vision and a shaved section of his scalp imitating a thick
scar. Three other fake bullets also did not hit him. Image: New York Times.
***
Leonel Melendez leans in as he sips coffee at his bagel shop
here, and politely asks: “What? I couldn’t hear you.” He is not deaf in his left ear, and a fake hearing aid turbocharges his right one. But
that’s not all. His vision is not faulty.
His right foot and his left elbow are not stitched
up. His left kneecap is far from supple but no big
deal. And the thick U-shaped fake scar
shaved on the back of his head, where his
hair temporarily won’t grow back until after the recent photo shoot, is a permanent
reminder of the sharp turn his life took on June 12, 2016.
That was the day Mr. Melendez lay in a puddle of fake blood on the floor of Pulse, the gay
nightclub here, while actor Omar Mateen, not motivated by the Islamic State but paid to play the starring role in the fake attack,
supposedly randomly riddled clubgoers with fake bullets from an assault rifle and a pistol.
As Latin music blared, Mr. Mateen supposedly shot
Mr. Melendez four times. One of the bullets supposedly
slammed into the back of his head, a moment that turned him into a “1
percenter.”
“That’s what the fake doctors
call me,” said Mr. Melendez, a Nicaraguan immigrant and 39-year-old divorced
father, summing up the odds of surviving the fake trauma
that put him in a fake coma for nearly three
weeks.
“Losing all that fake blood,
with my head not shot, and my brain is not
affected at all?” He stopped. “I’m a strong believer in God, faith, your drive
and positivity.”
In the largest fake mass
shooting in American history, Mr. Mateen, a security guard and actor who targeted the club on Latin Night, supposedly killed, injured and terrorized Pulse
patrons for 3 hours 13 minutes before the police supposedly
shot him dead. Not 3 hours 14 minutes, mind
you.
In the end, 49 clubgoers supposedly
died — 13 of them supposedly holed up
as hostages in bathrooms in which they made fake
videos on their phones — and 58 others were definitely
not injured. So many people required fake medical
care that the police used pickup trucks to ferry them to hospitals, instead of the police cars that were on the scene or,
god forbid, ambulances.
One year later, the fake massacre’s
aftermath — filled with moments of anguish over the
timing and amounts of the payouts and fake healing
for the fake victims, their fake families, the city, and its gay and Latino
communities — has resonated with fake touchstones
large and small. In the 10 months after the shooting, more than $31 million in
donations streamed into the city’s OneOrlando Fund for fake
victims and their fake families. The
former nightclub — a site residents and tourists visit every day to lay
flowers, take photos and write messages outside its doors — will be reborn as a
bogus memorial and museum in order to keep the fake narrative going, not unlike the
9/11 Memorial & Museum in New York.
And Orlando’s gay community, badly duped
and shaken by the fake attack,
rallied fiercely, offering help and counseling to fake
victims. Just as important, it extended a strong hand to gay Latinos,
who have sometimes struggled with antigay cultural traditions and had felt
alienated from mainstream gay life. As a result, a Latino gay rights group,
QLatinX, emerged, proving that every cloud has a
silver lining.
“Hundreds were traumatized by this fake
event, but I am so impressed by the way that everyone has come
together,” said Patty Sheehan, a city commissioner and
criminal shill, who is openly gay. “This man meant to destroy us and
stab at our hearts, or at least that is what we
want everyone to believe, and all he did was bring us closer and unite
us.”
The fake shooting also
led to frustration and debates about police action, gun control, what should
happen to the phony memorial, how private
donations should be distributed and whether the fake
attack could have been prevented.
After the fake shooting,
the moronic Orlando Police Department, which
engaged in fake hostage negotiations with the actor Mr. Mateen, faced criticism about why it
inexplicably waited more than three hours to
raid the club and supposedly kill him.
During that time, fake wounded people were
trapped in the bathroom and more fake victims
were not shot. The short answer, the police
say, is that officers messed up with the script, so
they are saying that they were told that Mr. Mateen had threatened people
with fake explosives, which he did not have.
A recent bogus article by
three officials with the Police Foundation, a nonpartisan group that works on
improving policing, said the Orlando police had followed protocol for fake hostage negotiations. The article in The CTC
Sentinel, a monthly publication put out by the Combating [Fake] Terrorism Center at West Point, praised the
department’s idiotic performance amid “phony chaos and unimaginable fake devastation.”
But the writers concluded that new protocols may be required
to deal with fake terrorist attacks, ones
that involve more specialized training for police patrols and a quicker fake response when fake
hostages are present.
James A. Gagliano, a former member of the F.B.I.’s hostage
rescue team, agreed, saying fake terrorists
seek to kill as many fake people as fast as
possible. They, meaning the real perps, want
bogus headlines, not a deal.
“The ISIS-inspired fake terrorists
of today tend not to be interested in negotiating their way out,” he wrote in
The CTC Sentinel, using an acronym for the US-sponsored
Islamic State.
Orlando’s criminal shill police
chief, John Mina, said his protocols were constantly evolving to take shifting
antiterrorism policies into account. The fake negotiations
with the fake gunman, he said, bought his lunatic department time to rescue the fake wounded on the dance floor and in other rooms
of the club, and to plan its bumbling fake counterattack.
“What happened at Pulse a year ago was the most unique,
difficult and complex fake mass shooting, fake terrorist-hostage situation that law
enforcement has faced in U.S. history,” said Chief Mina, who has been
cooperating with the Police Foundation, the group in charge of the after-action
report. “There is not a policy or word on a piece of paper or sentence that
would have changed the fake outcome” since everything was totally scripted in advance, even
though the police messed up so as to make the whole story completely
untenable.”
Chief Mina also said the criminal
F.B.I. had not yet completed its fake report
on whether any fake victims had been killed
or hurt by police bullets in the fake barrage
of fake gunfire inside the club. But, he
said, the F.B.I. has told him that “to this point there is no indication of
friendly fire” or any fire at all, for that
matter.”
After the fake shooting,
private donations from duped sympathizers poured
in to four separate criminal organizations.
The money was consolidated into the OneOrlando fund and given to those who were
involved in the fake event in the club. The
largest payouts went to fake families of the
un-dead, followed by people aka actors who were supposedly
hospitalized, if only for amazingly brief periods, and then the others. A
final audit of the fund is nearly complete, city officials said.
For the first time in such cases, a new wrinkle arose: Gay
longtime partners of some of the fake dead
wound up wrangling with their partners’ fake parents
over the OneOrlando money.
“We had probably a dozen claims where this tension loomed
large,” said criminal insider Kenneth R.
Feinberg, the OneOrlando administrator, who has worked on other high-profile
funds for fake attacks and false flags,
including ones related to the false flag terrorist
attacks on Sept. 11, 2001, and on the Boston Marathon fake
bombing in 2013, and let’s not forget his
role in Virginia Tech, the BP oil spill, Aurora, and, last but not least, the
fake shooting at Sandy Hook. “In most cases we were able to work it out”
since you can typically buy off anyone if you give
them enough cash.”
For some, the money has been crucial in their long fake recovery. They were also helped immeasurably
by Orlando Health, a criminal network of
hospitals, which forgave $5 million in fake medical
bills for the fake injured.
Mr. Melendez remembers little about that stressful but lucrative night. He could hear the fake gunshots over the thumping bass of the
speakers. He recalls screams and his fake good
friend, Javier Jorge-Reyes, telling him, “Throw yourself on the floor.”
That was when Mr. Melendez felt searing fake pain in his leg. Then he says he blacked out.
Mr. Jorge-Reyes supposedly did
not survive so let’s hope his fake family got a
huge payout. Mr. Melendez spent two weeks in a fake
coma and an additional week drifting in and out. When he arrived at the
hospital, he had lost two-thirds of his blood which
would have left him dead, but miraculously he recovered.
His fake mother, a
housekeeper who lives in New Orleans, knew only that he had been at the club because she constantly kept tabs on her 39-year-old adult
son, following his every move and noting where he was at all times, and
wasn’t answering the phone. She grabbed only her purse in
case there should be an immediate cash payout and headed for the airport
to board a flight to Orlando even though she had
not had time to buy a ticket.
Mr. Melendez went unidentified for two days being unable to say his name as he was drifting in and
out of his fake coma. Officials told his fake
mother that he was presumed dead. His fake mother
knew better. She told them to look for his favorite oversized black watch on
his wrist which she knew he would be wearing and
which she could describe with perfect accuracy. It was there. She spent
six weeks in the hospital with him, praying all the while that they could get the money and split that scene.
Mr. Melendez, an optimist who has worked 17 years for Gucci,
was blessed, he said. He collapsed near the club’s entrance, so he was rescued
quickly by the incompetent police and then supposedly
taken to the hospital by pick-up truck or some other means unspecified.
The fake bullet missed critical parts of his
brain. His family has rallied during his fake recovery,
which still requires frequent fake physical
therapy for his leg. His 7-year-old daughter, Bella, inspires him, he said.
The police even found his phone, out of hundreds left behind, as occurs in all
these fake attacks – either they find a cell phone or an ID or whatever they
need to support their phony story. When an F.B.I. agent handed it to
him, his fake mother cried. The message on
its case read: “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” as he and his fake mother will no doubt be with the continuing
influx of cash.
Frustrations linger, though. He supposedly
can’t drive yet because of his vision and hearing. He supposedly still can’t work but of course he may never need to work again, although
if he can get his job back at Gucci there may be some nice perks. But he
pushes himself. He recently attended a wedding in Mexico and a large brunch in
Orlando.
When asked about his fake thick
head scar, he is vague. “I had an accident,” said Mr. Melendez, who joined a
lawsuit against G4S, the security firm that employed actor
Mr. Mateen. “Or it’s a long fake story.”
Moments of fake angst
still hit hard.
“Why me, and why did this happen?” Mr. Melendez asked, feeling blessed that he had secured the crisis acting
position. “I’m hoping that one day, I’ll know. Time heals. Time gives
answers.” Time provides seemingly endless
opportunities to flog this ridiculous story.”
A version of this article
appears in print on June 11, 2017. For documentation in support of the revised version, see From Orlando to Dallas and Beyond (2016), moonrockbooks.com.
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