FEMA Director Deanne Criswell is at GITMO, but that hasn’t stopped her underlings at the wicked, autonomous agency from reigning terror on the American populace.
In the wake of Hurricane Helene, which wrought unprecedented destruction on parts of the Southeast, FEMA deployed 3,500 armed personnel to storm-ravaged North Carolina, particularly Asheville, which took the brunt of Helene’s biblical devastation. True to form, FEMA’s massive convoys and flights carried no relief supplies and no medicine, only crates of automatic rifles, steel canisters packed with limitless ammunition to wage a bloody war against storm-torn refugees and their property, and a healthy supply of body bags, ostensibly to eternally house their victims.
No sooner had Helene’s winds waned and the torrential rain stopped than FEMA descended on the Tar Heel State with numbers not seen since the agency waged a bloody war of attrition in Lahaina two years ago.
One Ashville resident, whose house and belongings the storm demolished, would later tell Real Raw News that FEMA personnel seemingly outnumbered Asheville’s citizenry—population 94,000. Hyperbole aside, one fact is still certain: FEMA dispatched the equivalent of three US ARMY battalions to the Blue Ridge Mountains, having equipped them for a protracted conflict.
The same resident told us that when she asked FEMA where she could seek refuge until the flooding abated, the agents, carrying M-16s and pistols, suggested she find a hotel room outside the disaster area. Except there were no hotel rooms available; FEMA had already booked every room in a 150-mile radius. And even if she’d found one, she couldn’t have reached it, for her car got swept away like a raft when pouring rain transformed her street into white-water rapids. She’d lost her home, her car, her belongings, and she had neither food nor water. Adding insult to injury, an agent allegedly told her, “Too bad you lost it all. We could’ve made a deal if you had something to trade.”
As FEMA antagonized and intimidated citizens, another crisis unfolded in a Rutherford County village. On September 27, the majority of Chimney Rock, once a serene, scenic vista, was destroyed by flooding, with the Broad River inundating the village. Two days later, as residents struggled to save what they could, the Biden-Harris regime seized Chimney Rock under the auspices of eminent domain, an archaic, unconstitutional law that allows the federal government to wantonly and irrevocably confiscate private property for public use.
Residents of Chimney Rock suddenly found themselves confronting two opponents—the weather and federal forces. On September 30, FEMA surged upon the tiny 2.8-square-mile village and gave citizens a chilling ultimatum: Get out or else.
The storm had razed the village. Its population—a whopping 140 people—had lost everything, including cell service and any means of leaving Chimney Rock, as the floods had inundated what few roads led in and out. When residents refused to go on foot, FEMA agents pointed rifles at them, demanding they trek out in whatever footwear they were wearing or be shot.
One resident who braved the journey, wading through waist-deep water filled with venomous snakes and biting insects, told RRN on Friday he had witnessed FEMA agents gun down a neighbor who refused to vacate his flooded house. The same resident, a 36-year-old lithium miner, said, “There are bodies everywhere; I saw dozens floating in the water, bullet holes in all of them. I’m lucky to have made it out.”
Given FEMA’s lengthy history of terrorizing and murdering storm victims, an important question must be asked: Where were the White Hats, since General Smith is certainly not oblivious to FEMA’s recurring criminality?
As of Thursday, White Hats were in North Carolina and had engaged federal forces, a source in Gen. Smith’s office told RRN. “Better late than never,” he said.
Moreover, he admitted that if General Smith hadn’t received an unexpected phone call from a rather bewildering person, White Hats probably wouldn’t be in North Carolina today.
That person told Gen. Smith, “I know we don’t see eye to eye, but we’re in the fight of our lives here, and we wouldn’t mind a little assistance.” The caller was none other than the man known as Col. Kurtz, the enigmatic leader of the Red Hats, who said his men had arrived in Chimney Rock and were fighting a pitched battle against FEMA and FBI agents trying to lay claim to the area’s vast lithium deposits. Kurtz told Gen. Smith he had lost 12 men the night previous, as Red Hats fought to stop marauding FEMA agents from fortifying their position. He said his men “took out” two helicopters that tried to insert more FEMA agents near the now-flooded Great Woodland Adventure Trail.
Our source said the general convened an emergency meeting of the White Hat council, which, following a two-hour convocation, unanimously voted to aid the beleaguered Red Hats.
Thursday evening, US Marines arrived by choppers and ground vehicles in Asheville and Chimney Rock, where, as their helos hovered above clouds of green smoke—the internationally recognized symbol for a safe landing zone—Red Hats had just hosed down a throng of FEMA agents.
At the same time, US Special Forces out of Camp Liberty ambushed FEMA personnel who had blockaded Asheville Regional Airport, destroying 15 FEMA vehicles and killing 23 agents equipped with everything from sidearms to rifles to squad automatic weapons. Four valiant Special Forces died to gunfire, our source said.
Meanwhile, in Chimney Rock, White Hats and Red Hats fought side-by-side, skirmishing with FEMA/FBI that desperately tried holding the Esmeralda Inn & Restaurant, a three-story bed & breakfast where agents on the upper floor shot from the windows at White Hats and Red Hats. Many good men, whose intrepidity shook FEMA’s resolve, lost their lives, but the White Hat/Red Hat coalition prevailed, destabilizing FEMA’s hold on the area.
As of this writing, White Hats and Red Hats have sent reinforcements, and so has the federal government. Our source said both White Hats and Red Hats will remain in North Carolina until every corrupt federal agent has been driven out—or killed. The battle rages on.