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I made this film as a rejoinder to all the crazy 911 theories floating around the Internet. My plan is to fight madness with madness. It's a battle the conspiracy nuts cannot hope to win. For I am the Moscow of madness, whereas they are merely the provincial weather stations.

The complete article can be read here:

The Lyrics:
(in case you have crappy little speakers and can't make out my whisper)

Since september eleven
I've been having suspicions
cause those buildings came down
like a controlled demolition
do these explosions - or squibs -
mean someone planted a bomb?
how come no wreckage was found
on the Pentagon lawn?
who's in charge of security?
the President's brother
so why'd they rush to pin it on
a person of colour?
they already lynched Saddam
and they've been singing for years
'bout how they'd love to bomb Iran

bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb Iran

Bush got a hotline to Jesus
but they call him the Great Satan
it's like he got his wires crossed
and the two he's conflatin'
but its not because he's evil
we all do the same thing
remember: Satan wears red
and tries to tempt you with bling


we're spending billions on Star Wars
thanks to that Hollywood fella
and there's too many Georges
like they're all in it together
who shot JFK in Dallas?
and who shot JR?
and was his brother Bobby shot
or was he killed by a car?
and check this snapshot of Dick
shaking hands with the King,
because one truth is self-evident:
it's all about the bling.

credit goes to
Peace -Apeman (First Church Of Christ, Filmmaker)