One of the main responses given by naysaying sheep who refuse to look
up at the sky yet continually bleat out the phrase, “Baaaaa, it’s only a
contrail that’s taking a little more time to melt and disappear,” is
precisely this argument that what we’re witnessing daily in our skies is
but the remains of frozen water crystals that, due to the cold
temperatures of the atmosphere, are hindered in their eventual melting
due to temperature and cannot possibly be anything else. This is a pat
answer I’ve heard again and again for years.
[Admin Note: This young lady (a friend of a friend of mine)
looking you in the eye is serious. She's one sheep that finally decided
to go against the grain and actually look up! What she saw convinced her
that she was being sprayed from overhead by an assortment of toxic
substances, none of which were very appealing or healthy. Once she realized what was actually occurring in the sky she
was not a happy sheep. Just knowing that the grass she was forced to eat
contained an assortment of heavy metals (toxic) and other possible
pathogens didn't do much to electrify her appetite. So she is now a
concerned sheep and starting to ask us two-leggeds frank, pointed
questions. She deserves a logical and reasonable explanation. Will she
get it? That waits to be seen.]
Well, fortunately for the truth concerning this issue I was lucky
enough over the past couple of days to be able to monitor the skies
between Cottonwood where I live and the city of Quesnel about 25 km west
located on the banks of the Fraser river.
On Thursday, February 24, 2011 I was in the city of Quesnel on
business and happened to be standing in the parking lot of one of the
big chain stores as dusk was approaching. From this perspective the sun
sets across a western horizon of plateau and low mountain ranges
eventually disappearing into the Coast range and in some ways resembles
Montana, also known as the Big Sky country.
The temperature outside was around -20C; not exactly a tropical day
by any stretch of the imagination nor a good example of what some folks
like to call “global warming.”
It had been one of those extremely rare days in my memory when no
jets had passed over the night or early morning skies to release their
noxious cargo of poisonous chemical rain into our atmospheric commons.
Thanks to this fact I was able to get a few photos showing how the skies
used to look in this area of the province before the psychopaths
commenced their experiments in weather modification and global eugenics.
The following images, taken at my place 25 km east of Quesnel,
illustrate what used to be a relatively normal occurrence where clear,
sunny, cold temperatures lasted for days, if not weeks. Blue skies that
on occasion filled with billowing and brilliant white clouds that burst
out like flowers in bloom.
in the photo above, we’re looking south from my front door. Such skies
and such days were commonplace in the Cariboo in years gone by but not
just the Cariboo.
I can recall living in Vancouver in the mid to late
60s and during February in Vancouver it inevitably meant cold days and
clear, blue skies.
Sea wall walks around Stanley Park were a big bonus
during these periods of cold, dry, clear days of sunshine.
Sky so blue that even Photoshop stands in awe.
View to the north.
View to the east.
Cottonwood House (a km down the road from my home), a roadhouse, ranch
and farm established back in the 1860s for weary gold miners and
We’re looking east toward Wells and Barkerville and Bowron
Lakes. Not a cloud anywhere. Again, common in the 70s and 80s and most
of the 90s.
This same clear, bright, sunny sky prevailed throughout the whole of
the morning, afternoon and into the evening.
It was a rare treat to
behold for someone who has almost grown accustomed to seeing the
sinister outlines of chemtrails on a daily basis in this part of
beautiful British Columbia.
The following shots are those taken in the parking lot in Quesnel just as the sun was setting.
we see a jet approaching Quesnel from a NW direction. It’s plain that
the trail it is leaving behind is short and is quickly disappearing.
we see it coming closer yet. The setting sun is catching the ice
crystals and lighting up the contrail against the darkening backdrop of
the evening sky.
I was able to grab my 200mm telephoto lens and get an even closer shot
of the contrail. The original, larger format practically shows the
underside of the jet. Again, the trail it is leaving is in extremely
cold temperatures yet we can easily see it evaporating before our eyes
within seconds thus providing obvious proof that the naysayer’s
arguments are groundless and false.
The times of clear, sunny winter days, of course, are now long gone.
Instead we live in an age akin to that of the mosquito or some
uninviting larvae or “weed,” deemed unfit to exist and therefore in need
of fumigating and elimination. Such, it might appear, has become our
So how do we wake up the majority of people who are still firm
addicts of the illusionary mainstream media and cannot conceive of
formulating and maintaining an opinion of their own separate from Big
Brother’s perspectives and objectives?
There are now countless reports of incidents of chemtrail spraying
going on daily around the world yet the media turns a blind eye to them
as if, in doing so, no one will notice what’s going on. This is
subterfuge of the worst kind and ultimately can only be construed as
being criminal, both in nature and intent. Eventually, media,
governments and those at the root, responsible for this act of terrorism
against the planet and her myriad species of life forms, will be held
For now we must continue to publish the evidence and do whatever we
can to get the sheeple to stop and listen and finally look up. We also
need to bombard every public media venue and government agency with the
research and DEMAND answers to our legitimate questions about this
nightmare now unfolding in the skies above us.