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http://www.cnn.com/ CNN BREAKING NEWS updated 3:45 PM EDT, Thu August 14, 2014 Nuri al-Maliki has stepped down as Iraq's prime minister. Haider al-Abadi will become the leader, Iraqi State Television reported.

Top Oil-Producing Country Intends to Focus '100 Percent' On Renewable Energy Prince says move 'very good for the world' The U.S. is poised to become the world's top oil-producing country next year, according to estimates. (Flickr). Saudi Arabia is the world's top producer of oil, extracting approximately 11.6 million barrels every day. The oil takes care of approximately two-thirds of the kingdom's own energy needs and is the lynchpin of the country's lucrative exports. So how is the oil-rich country planning for its energy needs in the future? By focusing on renewable energy. Earlier this week, Prince Turki Al Faisal Al Saud, a top spokesperson for Saudi Arabia, said that Saudi Arabia intends to generate 100 percent of its power from renewable sources, such as nuclear, solar, and low-carbon energies. "Oil is more precious for us underground than as a fuel source," said the prince, whose country holds approximately 20 percent of the world's oil reserves, according to the International Energy Agency. "If we can get to the point where we can replace fossil fuels and use oil to produce other products that are useful, that would be very good for the world." In related news, the U.S. is giving Saudi Arabia a run for the title of world's top oil-producing country, a boom that has left many experts surprised. U.S. production of oil is on pace to rise 7 percent this year to a daily average of 10.9 million barrels. The Energy Department forecasts that production will continue its rise and average 11.4 million barrels per day in 2013. "Five years ago, if I or anyone had predicted today's production growth, people who have thought we were crazy," Jim Burkhard, the head of joil markets research at IHS CERA tells The Huffington Post. Should the projections hold, the U.S. will supplant Russia as the world's second-largest oil producer. Here's a look at the world's top oil-producing countries, according to Central Intelligence Agency statistics: 1. Saudi Arabia 11.6 million barrels per day 2. United States 10.9 million barrels per day 3. Russia 10.3 million 4. Iran 4.2 million (estimated) 5. China 4 million LINK: http://autos.aol.com/article/Saudi-Arabia-gas-prices-oil-renewable-energy/?icid=maing-grid7%7Cmain5%7Cdl9%7Csec1_lnk2%26pLid%3D225998

Kuwait News Agency (KUNA) Ban predicts full compensation of Iraqi invasion victims be completed by early ‘15 7/10/12 9:41:00 PM | Gulf News UNITED NATIONS, July 10 (KUNA) – Secretary General Ban Ki-moon expressed satisfaction with Iraq’s cooperation with the UN Compensation Commission (UNCC) and Baghdad’s continued payments of five percent of its oil proceeds to compensate the victims of the Iraqi invasion of Kuwait in August 1990, predicting that full compensations will be completed by early 2015. In his six-month report to the Security Council on the matter issued Tuesday. Ban expressed “my ongoing appreciation to the Government of Iraq, including its Committee of Financial Experts, for its continued commitment to fulfilling its obligations and its ongoing cooperation with the Compensation Commission.” He said the “overall amount of compensation made available to date by the Commission is approximately USD 36.4 billion, with a total outstanding balance of USD 16 billion remaining to be paid. It is estimated that this balance will be paid in full by early 2015.” Since the beginning of the year, he noted, the, the Compensation Commission has made two payment to Kuwait of more than USD one billion each – the first was made on January 26 and the second on April 26. The next payment – close to 1.3 billion – is scheduled to be made on the 26th of this month. Ban said Iraq, through the Head of its Committee of Financial Experts, reiterated to the Head of the Geneva-based Compensation Commission “the importance that the Government of Iraq attaches to ensuring continued observance of the relevant United Nations resolutions, and advised that the Committee had no plans to alter the current mechanism for payment of 5 per cent of revenue from the sale of Iraqi petroleum and petroleum products into the Compensation Fund.” He said the average monthly income from the Iraqi oil proceeds to the Compensation Commission for the first three months of this year was approximately USD 352 million, and that the income for the month of April was however USD 396.3 million, because of Iraq’s increased oil production. “The current levels of income to the Compensation Fund suggest that the Government of Iraq is in compliance with its obligations” under relevant Council resolutions, he concluded, adding that this will be confirmed once the audit of the Development Fund for Iraq and the successor account to the Fund is finalized. (end) sj.bs KUNA 102141 Jul 12NNNN http://www.kuna.net.kw/ArticleDetails.aspx?id=2252059&Language=en

Panama Opens a FastTrack to Residency By Bob Bauman JD, Offshore and Asset Protection Editor In a surprise political move, President Ricardo Martinelli recently signed an order that creates a new category of “Immediate Permanent Resident” for foreign nationals. Executive Order 343, signed on May 16, makes the new category for foreigners from 22 listed countries “that maintain friendly, professional, economic, and investment relationships with the Republic of Panama.” The list includes the United States, and the addition of other countries is anticipated. View Link for full article: http://sovereign-investor.com/2012/05/30/panama-opens-a-fast-track-to-residency

It is sad that someone has to go all the way back to 2010 to find something to blast the FDA for doing it’s job of ensuring that manufacturers provide true statements on their product labels. FDA’s problem is not with Walnuts and the FDA could have stated its concerns better. What it is concerned with is the medical claims made/implied by Diamond Food. Diamond Food Inc. 2/22/10 Department of Health and Human Services Public Health Service Food and Drug Administration College Park, MD 20740 FEB 22 2010 WARNING LETTER VIA OVERNIGHT MAIL Michael J Mendes, President and Chief Executive Diamond Food, Inc. 1050 S. Diamond St. Stockton, California 95201 Re: CFSAN-OC-10-11 Dear Mr. Mendes: The Food and Drug Administration (FDA) has reviewed the label for your "Diamond of California Shelled Walnuts" products and your website at www.diamondnuts.com. Based on our review, we have concluded that your walnut products are in violation of the Federal Food, Drug, and Cosmetic Act (the Act) and the applicable regulations in Title 21, Code of Federal Regulations (21 CFR). You can find copies of the Act and these regulations through links in FDA's home page at http://www.fda.gov. The following are examples of the claims made on your firm's website under the heading of a web page stating "OMEGA-3s ... Every time you munch a few walnuts, you're doing your body a big favor.": • "Studies indicate that the omega-3 fatty acids found in walnuts may help lower cholesterol; protect against heart disease, stroke and some cancers; ease arthritis and other inflammatory diseases; and even fight depression and other mental illnesses." • "[O]mega-3 fatty acids inhibit the tumor growth that is promoted by the acids found in other fats ... " • "n treating major depression, for example, omega-3s seem to work by making it easier for brain cell receptors to process mood-related signals from neighboring neurons." • "The omega-3s found in fish oil are thought to be responsible for the significantly lower incidence of breast cancer in Japanese women as compared to women in the United States." http://www.fda.gov/iceci/enforcementactions/warningletters/ucm202825.htm

Today during a national TV interview Barbra Bush said this Republican Campaign is the worst campaign she has ever seen, and she has seen many. Virginia’s Primary only had two candidates Mitt Romney and Ron Paul. One is an honorable man who has stayed consistent with his message over the years. The other will change his view within hours depending on his audience and he sided with Rush Limbaugh when he called a young woman a **** and a *****, and said that he would be willing to pay for her birth control pills if she sends him the pictures when she has sex by saying that he would have said it differently. This is an insult to all young women no matter the reason for taking the pill, but especially if they are taking the pill to prevent ovarian cancer or for some other medical co. This is the first primary I have ever voted in, and I was surprised to see how low the turnout is when there is a chance to save the Republican Party by voting for an honorable man. We have to remember that if we don’t participate and vote our beliefs, all we can do is shut our mouths, and suffer with what we get.

FLORIDA COURT SETS ATHEIST HOLY DAY In Florida, an atheist created a case against the upcoming Easter and Passover Holy days. He hired an attorney to bring a discrimination case against Christians and Jews and observances of their holy days. The argument was that it was unfair that atheists had no such recognized days. The case was brought before a judge. After listening to the passionate presentation by the lawyer, the judge banged his gavel declaring," Case dismissed!" The lawyer immediately stood objecting to the ruling saying, "Your honor, How can you possibly dismiss this case? The Christians have Christmas, Easter and others. The Jews have Passover, Yom Kippur and Hanukkah, yet my client and all other atheists have no such holidays.." The judge leaned forward in his chair saying, "But you do. Your client, counsel, is woefully ignorant." The lawyer said, "Your Honor, we are unaware of any special observance or holiday for atheists..." The judge said, "The calendar says April 1st is April Fools Day. Psalm 14:1 states, 'The fool says in his heart, there is no God.' Thus, it is the opinion of this court, that, if your client says there is no God, then he is a fool. Therefore, April 1st is his day. Court is adjourned." You gotta love a Judge that knows his scripture!

Senior Moment DOES THIS STORY SEEM POSSIBLE TO YOU? IT DOES TO ME. Several days ago as I left a meeting at our church, I desperately gave myself a personal TSA pat down. I was looking for my keys. They were not in my pockets. A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing. Suddenly I realized, I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My wife, Diane, has scolded me many times for leaving the keys in the ignition. My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them. Her theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the doors of the church, I came to a terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty. I immediately call the police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen. Then I made the most difficult call of all, “Honey,” I stammered. I always call her “honey” in times like these. “I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen.” There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard Diane’s voice. “Ken” she barked, “I dropped you off!” Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.” Diane retorted, “I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not stolen our car.”

A Young man learns what's most important in life from the old guy next door. Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. "Jack, did you hear me?" "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.. "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him. "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said. As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away. The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly... "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked. "The box is gone," he said "What box?" Mom asked. "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago.. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most was...my time" Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!" "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away," Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true. 1. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.. 2. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you. 3. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep. 4. You mean the world to someone. 5. If not for you, someone may not be living. 6. You are special and unique. 7. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better. 8. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it. 9. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world. 10. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you. 11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks. 12. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy. 13. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

It looks like the Iraqi politicians get along almost as well as the members of the US Congress. If they could stop fighting among themselves and serve the people like they are suppose to do, the people of Iraq and the US would be better off.

CHRISTMAS at the Gas Station The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. It was just another day to him. He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a reason to celebrate. He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through. Instead of throwing the man out, Old George as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the heater and warm up. "Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger. "I see you're busy, I'll just go." "Not without something hot in your belly." George said. He turned and opened a wide mouth Thermos and handed it to the stranger. "It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty. Stew ... Made it myself. When you're done, there's coffee and it's fresh." Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell. "Excuse me, be right back," George said. There in the driveway was an old '53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front.. The driver was panicked. "Mister can you help me!" said the driver, with a deep Spanish accent. "My wife is with child and my car is broken. " George opened the hood. It was bad. The block looked cracked from the cold, the car was dead. "You ain't going in this thing," George said as he turned away. "But Mister, please help ..." The door of the office closed behind George as he went inside. He went to the office wall and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside. He walked around the building, opened the garage, started the truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting. "Here, take my truck," he said. "She ain't the best thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good." George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it sped off into the night. He turned and walked back inside the office. "Glad I gave 'em the truck, their tires were shot too. That 'ol truck has brand new." George thought he was talking to the stranger, but the man had gone. The Thermos was on the desk, empty, with a used coffee cup beside it. "Well, at least he got something in his belly," George thought. George went back outside to see if the old Chevy would start. It cranked slowly, but it started. He pulled it into the garage where the truck had been. He thought he would tinker with it for something to do. Christmas Eve meant no customers. He discovered the block hadn't cracked, it was just the bottom hose on the radiator. "Well, shoot, I can fix this," he said to himself. So he put a new one on. "Those tires ain't gonna get 'em through the winter either." He took the snow treads off of his wife's old Lincoln. They were like new and he wasn't going to drive the car anyway. As he was working, he heard shots being fired. He ran outside and beside a police car an officer lay on the cold ground. Bleeding from the left shoulder, the officer moaned, "Please help me." George helped the officer inside as he remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention. "Pressure to stop the bleeding," he thought. The uniform company had been there that morning and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the wound. "Hey, they say duct tape can fix anythin'," he said, trying to make the policeman feel at ease. "Something for pain," George thought. All he had was the pills he used for his back. "These ought to work." He put some water in a cup and gave the policeman the pills. "You hang in there, I'm going to get you an ambulance." The phone was dead. "Maybe I can get one of your buddies on that there talk box out in your car." He went out only to find that a bullet had gone into the dashboard destroying the two way radio. He went back in to find the policeman sitting up. "Thanks," said the officer. "You could have left me there. The guy that shot me is still in the area." George sat down beside him, "I would never leave an injured man in the Army and I ain't gonna leave you." George pulled back the bandage to check for bleeding. "Looks worse than what it is. Bullet passed right through 'ya. Good thing it missed the important stuff though. I think with time your gonna be right as rain." George got up and poured a cup of coffee. "How do you take it?" he asked. "None for me," said the officer.. "Oh, yer gonna drink this. Best in the city. Too bad I ain't got no donuts." The officer laughed and winced at the same time. The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun. "Give me all your cash! Do it now!" the young man yelled. His hand was shaking and George could tell that he had never done anything like this before. "That's the guy that shot me!" exclaimed the officer. "Son, why are you doing this?" asked George, "You need to put the cannon away. Somebody else might get hurt." The young man was confused. "Shut up old man, or I'll shoot you, too. Now give me the cash!" The cop was reaching for his gun. "Put that thing away," George said to the cop, "we got one too many in here now." He turned his attention to the young man. "Son, it's Christmas Eve. If you need money, well then, here. It ain't much but it's all I got. Now put that pea shooter away." George pulled $150 out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, reaching for the barrel of the gun at the same time. The young man released his grip on the gun, fell to his knees and began to cry. I'm not very good at this am I? All I wanted was to buy something for my wife and son," he went on. "I've lost my job, my rent is due, my car got repossessed last week." George handed the gun to the cop. "Son, we all get in a bit of squeeze now and then. The road gets hard sometimes, but we make it through the best we can." He got the young man to his feet, and sat him down on a chair across from the cop. "Sometimes we do stupid things." George handed the young man a cup of coffee. "Bein' stupid is one of the things that makes us human. Comin' in here with a gun ain't the answer. Now sit there and get warm and we'll sort this thing out." The young man had stopped crying. He looked over to the cop. "Sorry I shot you. It just went off. I'm sorry officer." "Shut up and drink your coffee " the cop said. George could hear the sounds of sirens outside. A police car and an ambulance skidded to a halt. Two cops came through the door, guns drawn. "Chuck! You OK?" one of the cops asked the wounded officer. "Not bad for a guy who took a bullet. How did you find me?" "GPS locator in the car. Best thing since sliced bread. Who did this?" the other cop asked as he approached the young man. Chuck answered him, "I don't know. The guy ran off into the dark. Just dropped his gun and ran." George and the young man both looked puzzled at each other. "That guy work here?" the wounded cop continued. "Yep," George said, "just hired him this morning. Boy lost his job." The paramedics came in and loaded Chuck onto the stretcher. The young man leaned over the wounded cop and whispered, "Why?" Chuck just said, "Merry Christmas boy ... and you too, George, and thanks for everything." "Well, looks like you got one doozy of a break there. That ought to solve some of your problems." George went into the back room and came out with a box. He pulled out a ring box. "Here you go, something for the little woman. I don't think Martha would mind. She said it would come in handy some day." The young man looked inside to see the biggest diamond ring he ever saw. "I can't take this," said the young man. "It means something to you." "And now it means something to you," replied George. "I got my memories. That's all I need." George reached into the box again. An airplane, a car and a truck appeared next. They were toys that the oil company had left for him to sell. "Here's something for that little man of yours." The young man began to cry again as he handed back the $150 that the old man had handed him earlier. "And what are you supposed to buy Christmas dinner with? You keep that too," George said. "Now git home to your family." The young man turned with tears streaming down his face. "I'll be here in the morning for work, if that job offer is still good." "Nope. I'm closed Christmas day," George said. "See ya the day after." George turned around to find that the stranger had returned. "Where'd you come from? I thought you left?" "I have been here. I have always been here," said the stranger. "You say you don't celebrate Christmas. Why?" "Well, after my wife passed away, I just couldn't see what all the bother was. Puttin' up a tree and all seemed a waste of a good pine tree. Bakin' cookies like I used to with Martha just wasn't the same by myself and besides I was gettin' a little chubby." The stranger put his hand on George's shoulder. "But you do celebrate the holiday, George. You gave me food and drink and warmed me when I was cold and hungry. The woman with child will bear a son and he will become a great doctor. The policeman you helped will go on to save 19 people from being killed by terrorists. The young man who tried to rob you will make you a rich man and not take any for himself. "That is the spirit of the season and you keep it as good as any man." George was taken aback by all this stranger had said. "And how do you know all this?" asked the old man. "Trust me, George. I have the inside track on this sort of thing. And when your days are done you will be with Martha again." The stranger moved toward the door. "If you will excuse me, George, I have to go now. I have to go home where there is a big celebration planned." George watched as the old leather jacket and the torn pants that the stranger was wearing turned into a white robe. A golden light began to fill the room. "You see, George ... it's My birthday. Merry Christmas." George fell to his knees and replied, "Happy Birthday, Lord Jesus" This story is better than any greeting card. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOD BLESS!

Agora Financial - 5 Minute Forecast Addison Wiggin – November 22, 2011 We Lament the Creeping Police State this Morning It’s 2:00 a.m. You’re sleeping soundly. Suddenly, police in SWAT gear smash open your front door. You and your spouse are shaken from a sound sleep, bright lights shining in your eyes as you’re ordered to “get the f*** on the floor.” The cops ransack your home. They don’t tell you, but they’re searching for drugs and guns. You don’t know what’s going on... you’ve done nothing wrong. Matthew Spaulding lived through something like this a week ago today. Consider it the ugly side of “new taxes and weird fees” — the police state coming to your neighborhood. “They told us to get on the ground,” Mr. Spaulding, a Jefferson, Iowa, resident told the local Des Moines TV station. “I got on the ground, and they put me in handcuffs.” “Then they threw my dad to the ground, and my dog Sadie was right here, sniffing my head. She was next to me. They shot her. The blood got on my face, and then she took off running behind me, and they shot her like three more times.” “My son hit the ground,” says Matthew’s disabled father, Chris. “I hit the ground, but I didn’t make it too fast, so (the officer) jumped on the middle of my back, shoved his knee in and held a gun to the back of my head and handcuffed me. After they shot my first dog, my mom came out.” Then it was Matthew’s grandmother’s turn to be slammed to the ground. The cops were executing a search warrant, looking for drugs and a stolen Xbox video game system. They found nothing. No one was arrested. Two of the family dogs are dead. Police aren’t commenting. Neither are the fat asses who peppered-sprayed tuition-paying student protestors over the weekend at UC Davis. The incident was caught on video by another student and has since gone viral on the Web. You Tube Raw Video: Cops Pepper Spray Passive Protesters These ignorant rent-a-cops haven’t been strung up by their testicles, as you might expect — they’ve been placed on “administrative leave” and are still getting paid while the incident is under review. We were already vigilant of the ever-increasing use of military tactics by local and city police departments. But this video made us even more concerned... “U.S. police forces have become increasingly militarized, and it’s showing in cities everywhere,” writes Norm Stamper, the former police chief of Seattle. “Everyday policing is characterized by a SWAT mentality, every other 911 call a military mission.” “Originally,” writes Arthur Rizer, an ex-soldier and ex-cop in The Atlantic, “only the largest of America’s big-city police departments maintained SWAT teams, and they were called upon only when no other peaceful option was available, and a truly military-level response was necessary.” “Today, virtually every police department in the nation has one or more SWAT teams, the members of whom are often trained by and with United States special operations commandos.” “When police officers are dressed like soldiers, armed like soldiers and trained like soldiers, it’s not surprising that they are beginning to act like soldiers.” Last week, the cops were called to an elementary school in Fort Myers, Fla., because a little girl kissed a little boy during gym class. The teacher who saw it notified the assistant principal, who — suspecting a sex crime in progress — notified the cops. At least, in this instance, they exercised their better judgment. “Deputies do not appear to be further probing the preteen kiss,” according to The Smoking Gun, which obtained a copy of the police report. Last May, a SWAT team in Tucson, Ariz., raided the home of Jose Guerena, an Iraq war veteran who was asleep one morning after working the graveyard shift at a mine. Suspecting a robbery, he told his wife and four-year-old son to hide in a closet. He grabbed his AR-15 to defend himself. Five cops fired 71 shots before Guerena could get off even one. The cops had been looking for evidence of drug trafficking. They found none. Even if you’ve done nothing wrong and you manage to successfully fend off the officers, you might be hauled off for doing so. The state Supreme Court in Indiana ruled last May that if police unlawfully enter your home, you have no right to defend yourself. “We believe,” wrote the court’s majority, “a right to resist an unlawful police entry into a home is against public policy and is incompatible with modern Fourth Amendment jurisprudence.” No matter that the ruling contradicts a precedent dating back to 1215 and the Magna Carta. Forecast: As the mother of all asset bubbles continues to collapse, the police state will become more aggressive and blindly target the citizens its meant to protect and serve. We’re sure, the incidences are already numerous... if you’ve read about similar events we’d like to know here. “Government is not reason,” George Washington warned lo those many years ago. “It is not eloquence. Government is force; like fire, it is a dangerous servant — and a fearful master.” We lament the creeping police state this morning LINK: http://5minforecast.agorafinancial.com/current-issue/

Below is article is from a financial advisor and currency investor working for AGORA Financials. AGORA FINANCIALS 5 Min. Forecast “The Vietnamese dong is truly an awful currency,” says Chris Mayer, now back from his investment-scouting trip to Southeast Asia. “The Vietnamese inflation rate is officially 20%.” “This is why the Vietnamese buy more gold per capita than anyone else in the world. They even pay 9-11% premiums over the world gold price to get it. They want to get out of the dong, the value of which rots like Mekong catfish left in the sun.” 20,000 Dong Looks impressive, but not even worth $1 “It takes about 21,000 dong to get one dollar. In 2008, it was about 16,000. So it’s falling off a cliff against a currency that is not exactly a pillar of strength. This makes it tough for foreign investors in Vietnam. You need to overcome this depreciation before you make any real money!” “In Cambodia, the coin of the realm is the riel. ‘It’s not a serious currency,’ my contact told me. It takes about 4,000 riels to buy a dollar. But it seems people use riel only for transactions less than a dollar. Otherwise, they use U.S. dollars.” “The Thai baht is the most stable of all these Asian currencies. On my way home, I went through Bangkok again. I forgot to change all my dong before I left Vietnam. So I went to the money-changers in Bangkok to convert my dong to dollars. The Thai money-changers would have nothing to do with the dong. It made me think well of the Thais.” LINK: http://5minforecast.agorafinancial.com/ignore-the-noise-opportunity-here