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W dyskusji na blogu leminga Cheshire Cat
pod tytułem Lasek zgnije w więzieniu?’
leming krajowy z perwersyjną ksywą Polonia zabiera się następująco za blogerkę Alaskankę, Polkę z Kalifornii:
 
 
@alaskanka
Niech Alaskanka tak nie ubolewa nad Polakami z wyżyn swojego protekcjonalizmu.
Damy radę.
Tragiczne wypadki o większej liczbie ofiar zdarzają się na całymświecie.
 
Co A. powie na WTC?
POLONIA0 4261 | 17.06.2013 20:08
 
 
  
Lemingu polski z dowolną ksywą, poniższe nie jest dla ciebie. To jest bryk informacyjny dla cudzoziemców, do których chciałbyś wyjechać, lub u których chciałbyś pracować. Oni powinni wiedzieć, co mają o tobie sądzić, by nie nabierać się na twoje załzawione oczka i niewinną buzię. Powinni znać przyczyny, dla których na twoje skomlenie o pracę, stypendium, zasiłek czy inne źródło kasy, którą natychmiast wyeksportujesz przez Western Union do Leminggradu, należy twardo odpowiadać ‘won!’ Twoje miejsce na Ziemi, lemingu, jest w wiszących ogrodach Tuskanii, u stóp twoich demokratycznie wybranych przestawicieli. I nigdzie indziej.
 
 
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On 10 April 2010, the Polish Air Force One, a Tupolev Tu-154M, fin number 101, crashes near Smolensk, Russia. All 96 on board die, including the President of the Republic of Poland and the First Lady, Polish military chiefs of staff, members of Parliament and senators, the chairman of the central bank, the national ombudsman, academics, clergymen, distinguished war veterans, state officials, invited guests, members of the Presidential armed security detail, and the plane crew.

They were on their way to a commemorative service on the 70th anniversary of the Katyn Massacre of 1940, when the Soviet security forces executed over 21,000 Polish prisoners of war in the Katyn Forest and elsewhere, on the orders of Joseph Stalin and the Politbureau of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union.
 
No one is able to explain why so many civilian and military VIPs travelled on the same plane, contrary to standard security procedures.
 
Within 20 minutes of the impact, literally before the smoke clears, and well before any investigation begins, the Foreign Minister of Poland declares with absolute certainty that there are no survivors, and the cause of the crash was pilot error. There are next to zero rescue efforts at the crash site, and no search of the wreckage for survivors.
 
The Speaker of the Polish Parliament takes over the presidency, in accordance with the Polish Constitution, but well before the death of the President is confirmed.
 
A powerful disinformation engine starts up immediately across all Polish media: the plane made four landing attempts…the pilots did not speak Russian and could not communicate with ground controllers…an Air Force general insisted on entering the cockpit…the pilots were under pressure to land... In time, none of that will turn out to be true.
 
An influential intellectual, known for his acute dislike of the late President, declares to the media that, in essence, nothing happened. The Government tries frantically to put as much distance as possible between themselves and the crash, ceding the entire investigation to Russia, a historical enemy of Poland, and making sure there will be no Polish or international oversight. Within hours, a tight lid is put on all information; the plane is Russian made, the crash site is on Russian soil, the airport is a semi-abandoned Russian military airfield, and the Russian Spetsnaz commandos immediately seal off the area. The crash investigation becomes, in effect, an internal Russian affair, with Polish investigators kept away.
 
When coffins arrive in Poland, their opening is forbidden. Those calling for independent autopsies are ridiculed – all autopsies have already been done in Russia, so there is no need, says the Government. The Polish law mandating a full forensic autopsy in all cases of sudden death conveniently disappears, overridden by an unknown authority.
 
When Russian autopsy reports arrive in due course, the coffins by then having been buried with honours, the Russian paperwork shows miraculous regrowth of organs removed surgically from some of the crash victims many years before. A Polish presidential bodyguard, subject to regular medical checks and fitness tests at work, a bear of a man, who ran marathons for fun in his spare time, is written up as a sufferer of pulmonary emphysema. Some coffins are found to hold wrong bodies; several exhumations follow.
 
The plane wreckage is cut up with power tools and heavy machinery within three days of the crash, and hastily removed from the scene, but not before surviving cabin windows are systematically smashed, to render moot any future testing for stress patterns preserved in transparent plastic. The ground is bulldozed.

No photographic record of the scene immediately after the crash is made available to Polish investigators. Satellite photos show mysterious relocations of some wreckage parts in the night after the crash. Two locations within the crash site evaluated by satellite imagery analysts as ‘places of explosions’ are renamed ‘focal points of fires’ in the official report.
 
The officially reported total destruction of the cockpit somehow does not stop the retrieval of the plane’s avionics, intact flight documents, and the captain’s uniform in reasonable condition.
 
Every copy of the cockpit voice recorder given to Polish experts is of different length. No access is given to the original CVR tape. No one raises questions about the soothing voice of a tower controller informing the pilots, on three separate occasions, that they are “on course, on glidepath”, with the plane actually deviating from both. Newspapers carry the news of last moment cries of “Jesus!” in the cockpit, later found in the recordings to be ‘kurwaaa…’ (‘Oh, fuck!!!’).
 
The wreckage, cut into pieces, is piled up in a heap on a concrete apron and left in the open, exposed to the elements for six months. After six months, tarpaulins are put over it. Two years after the crash, a crude canvas marquee on a wooden frame is erected over them. Journalists allowed a glimpse under the canvas, some months later, find the wreckage pristine, washed sparkling clean. Russia categorically denies anything has been done to clean up the evidence, even though the wreckage had been seen by numerous witnesses several months prior, heavily soiled with mud, dust and soot.
 
Two and a half years after the crash, much delayed tests find traces of TNT on the wreckage. The Government squirms, fibs and calls the results inconclusive. Government lawyers say the detectors used were prone to false TNT positives on exposure to substances such as sausages, perfume, or shoe polish. The detector manufacturer’s representatives deny that, and are ignored. Alternatively, says the Government, the presidential plane may have been inadvertently contaminated with TNT by soldiers, once transported on it between Poland and Afghanistan. Why would the soldiers sit on the outside of the plane, on the wings where the explosive traces were found, is not explained. Further tests find RDX and HMX traces in addition to the TNT, and the Government clams up completely.
 
The plane wreckage remains in Russia to this day. The Russians are in no hurry to return it. The Polish Government insists the wreck is not relevant to the ongoing investigation anyway. Three years and two months have elapsed since the crash. Nothing happened. They are all dead. Blame the pilots. Blame the pilots. Blame the pilots.
 
 

  

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