The order came after the Federal Bureau of Investigation gave the department a disc earlier this month containing 14,900 emails to and from Clinton and other documents it said it had recovered that she did not return to the government...
It remained unclear if there were any newly discovered emails that related to the September 2012 attack on a U.S. facility in Benghazi, Libya, in which four Americans, including U.S. Ambassador Chris Stevens, were killed.
"Using broad search terms, we have identified a number of documents potentially responsive to a Benghazi-related request," Elizabeth Trudeau, a State Department spokeswoman, said in a statement. "At this time, we have not confirmed that the documents are, in fact, responsive. We also have not determined if they involve Secretary Clinton."
Friday, August 26, 2016
"Judge orders search of new Clinton emails for release by September 13"
"A U.S. judge ordered the State Department on Thursday to release by Sept. 13 any emails it finds between Hillary Clinton and the White House from the week of the 2012 attack in Benghazi, Libya, among the thousands of additional emails uncovered by federal investigators."
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Comey proved himself to be part of the corruption. This is all smoke and mirrors.
As long as the MSM and corrupt on-the-take hollywood are willing to carry Clinton's corrupt water, she is golden.
Assange says...
"He [Assange] called it a “major failure” by Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders not to seize on Clinton’s claim that she’s qualified to run for president because of her judgement and experience in the State Department."
Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, right up to the debates.
Trump has to be like his buddy Tom Brady, making a drive under pressure. But not deflating. Because the media will be like the NFL.
April, Assange is also releasing more emails. And yes Trump should keep hammering the issue (and explaining how fucking crooked Hillary and Huma are and how the system is rigged because hey: Black Ties Matter. If you pay, Hillary cares.
What a bummer!
I meant to say \o/.
Would you like to hear my dreams last night? What, no?
Okay, there were three in succession. Goes like this:
The first was the worst. Very disturbing. Very close. So close it did not seem like a dream, rather if felt like break in occurring in real time and very intimate, an intruder rifling my apartment and actually touching my body. It was one of things where I wake up within the dream. And it changes to the dream trying to get me to wake up but I'm stuck in the zone immediately before waking.
I'm asleep on the sofa and hear papers rustling in the kitchen behind me and that tells me there is an intruder. But I cannot respond to it to chase them off. So a bird lands on my foot an perches and flaps its wings and that doesn't do it. Then a small dog takes its place and pulls at my cover.
And I think, "well they'll probably be interested in taking my camera." Come on, wake up, wake up. Then the person in the kitchen comes closer and examines my body and they're deciding how far they want to take this. They realize that I'm waking but they don't care. And I demand of myself, "Goddamnit WAKE UP! CHALLENGE THIS So I do. I actually wake up. It's still dark. All is well. There is no disturbance. I drop back to sleep.
The second dream occurs in Japan. I'm in an apartment, a guest, and I'm speaking to a male and female half my age. I'm telling them about how different their apartment is from the one that I visited decades ago.
(I'll skip most the details, there are too many)
I tell them the main difference is the previous one was brilliant about space. The apartment had everything but you saw nothing at all. Everything was in cabinets, but even the cabinets are unseen behind sliding doors. Everything needed for daily living is behind sliding doors. Even the the floors. I told them that's how I got in the habit of sleeping on the floor. The quilts are aired out each day on bamboo poles then folded and stored under the floor. Instead of carpet, woven mats go wall to wall and underneath those are panels when lifted there are shallow cabinets underneath. They both shouted together, "Tatami"
I look outside to the mountains. I say, "Many I forgot. Your mountains are much more beautiful than the ones I see everyday in Colorado. They both smile, pleased to hear about their superior mountain viewing. The sunset is incredibly dramatic and I say, "Oh, that color is caused by the fires rampaging California." And they both are not too bothered by that. They leave.
Another person appears and we discuss their aquarium. At first I thought it was rectangular but it turns out to be curved. (And that's worse) But much larger than I had thought.
I go outside. No yard, just dirt. I see a very large cockroach and think, "Oh shit. Where you see one..." I see small box nearby with flaps flopping. I upturn it and return to the cockroach. But it's actually a very large beetle. A fine specimen. One worth collecting. I slam the box over it a bit concerned about the flaps creating an escape space. Then see other similar beetles. There are actually a lot of them coming in and out of a hole. So my concern about loosing the one under the box diminishes because there are so many others. I can use the same box to catch as many of these gorgeous beetles as I like.
A young woman appears. her intention is to go to work. She is passing me by. She is also a guest of the original Japanese couple. Now another beetle catcher appears to assist me. The new woman has a seriously bad attitude about me for some reason. She resents me being there. She engages personably to the new beetle catching assistant but gives me shit. I realize her skin is flawless. But she is not Japanese. She's actually mixed race and she does not like me one single bit. She goes back into the house and for some reason she is not concerned about her dress being lifted in the back exposing her ample and beautiful ass perfectly shaped and flawless skin. She is a beautiful heavyset mixed race Japanese/negro young woman with a seriously flawed attitude. Fuck her is my attitude.
The third dream I'm riding a bicycle going to school downtown Denver. I ride out of the FRB parking lot into traffic. I ride right over obstacles easily avoided. I lift the front tire to avoid smashing the rim. I demonstrate tremendous skill riding the bike in the middle of rush hour traffic in between lanes. The downtown area where the school is located is being reconstructed following a devastating earthquake. I ride directly underneath a crane lifting something heavy. They're very tall and the heavy object comes dangerously close to my head. I"m almost killed. First one, then another. I'm almost killed twice by riding right through the reconstruction in progress.
I cannot find the building where the classes would be. They really should be cancelled. I find an administrator in a remnant of building who assures me, no, there are no refunds, we are persisting with the classes. She tells me how to find the new location. The classes will be small due to the destruction, but do my best to attend them. Don't let this destruction hamper my progress. I am pleased at admiring the destruction of the earthquake, how it smashed the buildings so beautifully, like a giant hand pressed the steel skeletal structure outward like an accordion. The sight was quite incredible. I'd rather recored the amazing a and beautiful destruction than attend classes inside. I'm such a rebel.
I wake up for real. Nothing is stolen. Everything is how it should be. The whole place actually looks very nice. And for real, my front door is unlocked. What a dumbass.
I left out quit a lot. This would have been way too long otherwise. You're welcome.
Evi - We are always hoping to take her down, as we edge closer and closer to November.
She should have been wiped out a long time ago. It's exhausting hoping for hail Mary passes.
I share you hopes, but I'm realistic about reality.
What I'm saying is - ALL the information we have on Hillary NOW is enough to prove she is unfit for the office. She's a felon.
It's amazing how corrupt the media are, if you stop and think about it. Without the hack Pravda media, Hillary would be toast.
@ Chip. Interesting and very detailed dreams.
I also have the going back to school dream. Often. I wonder why? It has been decades since I was in school. Usually, the dream is about a building that I can't find for classes that I 'forgot' that I was supposed to attend. I can't find a parking space...or if I can find a place, then I can't seem to find it again or get lost after I can't find the class. Sometimes I get really frustrated in the dream. Other times I get to the point of fuck it, I don't need this anyway and decide to go off and do something more fun in my dream. I'm pretty good at lucid dreaming. Making the dream go the way "I" want it to go...or rewinding it and fixing the dream and "fixing" the characters in the dream to make them act the way I want or get the outcome that I desire.
I also have recurring dreams that take place in specific locations or landscapes that are places,buildings that I have never been to in waking life, yet they are very detailed and clear. The dreams are often similar in content for each "dream landscape". For instance the dreams in the victorian two story house overlooking the street where the soda fountain/dime store is located, are completely different than the dreams that take place on the shallow lake dotted with small islands. Yet each place is distinct and the dream content is consistent with the location. I started keeping a diary of the dream landscapes and dreams.
Man, our brains are weird!
Do you think you leaving the front door unlock caused you to have that dream?
It is interesting where your dreams will take you.
To "take her down", you need evidence. Something substantial.
Just saying it should have been done means nothing. The media will protect the Beast unless she becomes too big a liability. All this "it should have been" is going to be done in the court of public opinion.
Too bad some people refuse to learn from history.
PS oopsy, my back to school dream is I look down and I forgot my pants.
How could more of Huma's emails be redacted than Hillary. Who was in charge?
You broke the code.
When is Assange gonna deliver the bomb he keeps promising?
weird dreams Chip- I never remember that much detail- just general themes.
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