Clueless

I just love this post over at 9-11 Flogger from an Aussie twit named Naomi Breeze who thinks she scored a major victory for 9-11 Troof. A NYC firefighter named Dan Daly was giving a speech at a local church.

Dan then repeated his comments at which point I stood up and addressed the audience for one minute, mainly telling them that the victims’ family members wanted people to see this evidence. I mentioned Fire Fighters for 9/11 Truth, Architects & Engineers for 9/11 Truth and Religious Leaders for 9/11 Truth (the Monsignor nearly fell off his chair). I asked Dan if he had seen the peer reviewed and unchallenged scientific paper concerning the presence of thermite in the dust samples and he said “I don’t want to see it.” I attempted to hand him a copy but he refused to take it.

I then told the audience that I had plenty of information and DVDs for them. At this point there were a few cries of “sit down” and the Chaplain stood up and said “why don’t you find a nice man, get married and have babies.” I kid you not. I rolled my eyes and sat down. You could hear a pin drop. More questions from the audience including “are there actually two Seattle’s?”

Her success:

I made a teenage girl cry. She was upset that I was “rude to a hero.” I explained that in my opinion the true heroes were the people fighting for 9/11 Truth and told her it was wonderful to see her compassion and to get in touch once she had looked at the information because we needed kind and caring people like her. By the end she was okay. I think she was just a bit shocked. I was too. I’ve never made anyone cry about 9/11 Truth before.

Are you kidding me? And get this:

Dan bolted out the back door as the Chaplain stood there stunned. I told the Chaplain that “the reason he won’t talk to me is because he knows I’m right.”

No, the reason he won't talk to you is that he knows you're a crackpot.