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Mr. President?

President Obama walks into a local bank in Chicago to cash a check. He is surrounded by Secret Service agents. As he approaches the cashier he says, “Good morning Ma’am, could you please cash this check for me?”

Cashier:
“It would be my pleasure sir. Could you please show me your ID?”

Obama:
“Truthfully, I did not bring my ID with me as I didn’t think there was any need to. I am President Barack Obama, the President of the United States of AMERICA !!!!”

Cashier:
“Yes sir, I know who you are, but with all the regulations and monitoring of the banks because of 9/11, impostors, forgers, money laundering, and bad mortgage underwriting not to mention requirements of the Dodd/Frank legislation, etc., I must insist on seeing ID.”

Obama:
“Just ask anyone here at the bank who I am and they will tell you. Everybody knows who I am.”

Cashier:
“I am sorry Mr. President but these are the bank rules and I must follow them.”

Obama:
“I am urging you, please, to cash this check. I need to buy a gift for Michelle for Valentine’s Day”

Cashier:
“Look Mr. President, here is an example of what we can do. One day, Tiger Woods came into one of our bank branches without ID. To prove he was Tiger Woods he pulled out his putter and made a beautiful shot across the bank into a coffee cup. With that shot we knew him to be Tiger Woods and cashed his check.”
“Another time, Andre Agassi came into the same place without ID. He pulled out his tennis racquet and made a fabulous shot where as the tennis ball landed in a coffee cup. With that shot we cashed his check.
So, Mr. President, what can you do to prove that it is you, and only you, as the President of the United States?”

Obama:
Obama stands there thinking, and thinking, and finally says, “Honestly, my mind is a total blank…there is nothing that comes to my mind. I can’t think of a single thing. I have absolutely no idea what to do and I don’t have a clue.”

Cashier:
“Will that be large or small bills, Mr. President?

Google Tracking?!?

Go to this little known Google map after signing into your Google account . Once there you’ll see a calendar on the left side of the  page, change the drop down from 1 day to 30 days and start reviewing your travel by going backwards on the calendar. Each 30 day period will bring up lines showing your travel and destinations. I was stunned at the details it showed when you zoomed in on the maps.

I can also tell when I turned off Google’s constant access to my phone several months ago, the tracking stopped. Google also makes it easy for you to delete all the tracking on your phone with a simple click of a link on the map.

Several months ago I turned off all my locations services from non-essential apps.

Cancelled Flight

This  needs to go around, over and over. We need to learn !!!

Read  entire story, we should be very, very concerned about  this! And  to think that Fox News was the only channel that reported this. They may  be “politically incorrect”, but at least they had the courage to report it.

In  my opinion, the Muslims are all getting very brave now. Read Tedd Petruna’s story below. Can you imagine, our own news media now are so politically correct that they are afraid to report that these were all Muslims?

Unbelievable.  Thank God for people like Tedd Petruna.

Tedd  Petruna is a diver at the NBL (Neutral Buoyancy Lab) facility at NASA  Houston .. Tedd happened to be on the AirTran Flight 297, from Atlanta to Houston . Here’s his report :

“One  week ago, I went to Ohio on business and to see my father. On Tuesday,  the 17th, I returned home. If you read the papers the 18th you may have  seen a blurb about where an Air Tran flight was canceled from Atlanta to  Houston due to a man who refused to get off of his cell phone before take- off.. The story was only on Fox News. That was NOT what really happened.

I  was seated in 1st class coming home. Eleven Muslim men got on the plane  in full Muslim attire. Two of them sat in 1st class and the rest seated  themselves throughout the plane, in coach class, all the way to the back. As the plane taxied out to the runway, the stewardesses gave the safety spiel that we are all so familiar with.

At  that time, one of the men in 1st class, got on his cell and called one  of his companions back in coach. He proceeded to talk on the phone in Arabic very loudly and very, very aggressively. This activity took the  1st stewardess out of action for she repeatedly told the man that cell  phones were not permitted at that time. He ignored her as if she were  not there. The man, who answered the phone back in the coach section,  did the same and this took out the 2nd stewardess. Further back in the  plane, at the same time, two younger Muslims, one in the back on the  aisle, and one sitting in front of him by the window, began to show  footage of a porno video they had taped the night before. They were very  loud about it.

The  3rd stewardess informed the two men that they were not to have any  electronic devices on at this time. One of the men said “shut up infidel  dog!”

The  stewardess attempted to take the camcorder and the Muslim began to  scream in her face in Arabic. At that exact moment, all eleven of the men got up and started to walk throughout the cabin. I guess that  because of the noise, the flight crew must have decided that there was  something amiss and changed the plane’s directions to head back to the  terminal.

The  commotion and noise was reaching a feverish pitch, and at this point I  had had enough! I got up and started towards the back of 1st class when  I heard a voice behind me from another Texan twice my size, say, “I got  your back.” Then I grabbed the man, who had been on the cell phone, by the arm and said, “You WILL sit down in your seat or you WILL be thrown from this plane!” As I “led” him around me to take his seat, the fellow Texan grabbed him by the back of his neck and his waist and headed him  back to his seat. I then grabbed the 2nd man and said, “You WILL do the  same!”

He  protested loudly, but my adrenaline was flowing now and he was going to  go also. Just as I escorted him forward, the plane stopped, the doors  opened and three TSA agents and four police officers entered the cabin.  Myself and my new Texas friend were told to cease and desist for they  had the situation under control.

I  was quite happy to oblige, actually. There was still some sort of commotion in the back, but within moments, all eleven Muslim men were escorted off the plane. The TSA agents then had their luggage unloaded.  We talked about the occurrence and were in disbelief that it had  happened.

Then  suddenly, the door opened again and in walked all eleven Muslim men!  Stone faced, eyes front and robotic, (the only way I can describe it) and they were reseated. The stewardess from the back had been in tears  and when she saw the men, she was having NONE of it! Since I was up  front, I heard and saw the whole ordeal. She told the TSA agents that  there was NO WAY she was staying on the plane with the Muslim men. The  agent told her that they had searched the men and were going through  their luggage with a fine tooth comb. However, nothing had been found  and that the men were allowed to proceed on to Houston.

The  captain and co-captain came out of the cockpit and told the agent, “We  and our crew will not fly this plane!” After a word or two, the entire  crew, luggage in tow, left the plane. Five minutes later, the cabin door  opened again and a whole new crew walked on. Again, this was where I had  had enough! I got up and asked the TSA agent,” What the hell is going on?

I  was told to take my seat. The airlines and TSA were sorry for the delay  and we would be home shortly. I said, “I’m getting off this plane”. The  stewardess sternly told me that she could not allow me to get off. Now I’m really mad! I said, “I am a grown man who bought this ticket, whose time is mine, with a family at home, and I am going through that door,  or I’m going through that door with you under my arm, but I AM going  through that door!”

And  then I heard a voice behind me say, “So am I!” Then everyone behind us  started to get up and say the same thing. Within two minutes, I was  walking off that plane where I was met by more TSA agents, who asked me to write a statement about the incident. I had five hours to kill at  this point waiting for the next flight to Houston , so why the hell not  give them my statement. Due to the amount of people who got off that  flight, it was canceled. I was supposed to be in Houston at 6 PM, but I  finally got there at 12:30 AM. If you don’t believe this, look up the  date and then Flight 297 from Atlanta to Houston.

If  this wasn’t a terrorism dry run, I don’t know what is. The terrorists  wanted to see how TSA would handle it, how the crew would handle it, and  how the passengers would handle it. I’m telling this to you because I  want you to know. The threat IS real. I saw it with my own  eyes.”

Tedd  Petruna

May  I request that you keep this going until this incident reaches the email  of all POLITICIANS and the news media!

I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.