Brilliant Review of Solving 9-11 Books
March 10, 2014
Today, the Solving 9-11 set of books received an excellent five-star review from S.H. Pearson, a gifted writer and truthseeker. I have copied her review from the Amazon.com review page for Solving 9-11: The Deception that Changed the World
Five Star Review by S.H. Pearson
(The 35th 5-star review for the Solving 9-11 books)
The Reviews, March 10, 2014
By Pearson Payload
This review is from: Solving 9-11: The Deception That Changed the World
Christopher Bollyn delivers the goods. In two volumes, the book and its supporting articles — tell all.
Bollyn names names and exposes the men behind curtains. He answers the questions of “who, where, when, what and how.” Bollyn embodies the hypothetical journalist from our college texts. The beau ideal. The one we are all supposed to write like but better not if we value our jobs, unbroken arms and professional reputations.
In the oceans of text about 9/11 that we have read since 2002, I posit that 80% of it has been culprit-funded disinformation. Bollyn’s adroitly written work lifts the veil of criminal perjury.
Bravely exposing the heinous hag of false flag terrorism, Bollyn’s book contains not one wasted word. I could not put it down until my eyes burned. With each morning’s coffee, eagerly did I grasp his body of work, anxious for more of his knowledge squarely owned. Knowledge squarely earned. This is the best journalist of my life.
We often hear the adage “when men were men” alluding to what manhood should mean in a day of cowards, sycophants and purchased politicians. After turning the last page of this book, I knew that I was holding the work of a man. A real man who had the guts to stand at the podium.
A man from the land of George Patton, Mike Delaney, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Zaid Hamid, Patrick Cleburne, John F. Kennedy and all their glorious class. They stand out for a reason. So lesser men can follow them in the right direction.
Over the last several years I have read the dive-bomb of Bollyn’s character assassination by disinfo agents. Some of whom wrote for the same newspaper we all did. It was not until I hit the same “controlled opposition” wall that I began to question what I believed about Christopher Bollyn.
He was their star journalist, fluent in Hebrew and Middle Eastern scholarship. A great photographer and public speaker. What’s not to like? How did he get suddenly fired from a rag that now purveys panic ads, lurid, dead-end fear mongering and only so much real news?
As my polished professors put it, “A journalist is in the business of truth telling.” He is to be a watch-dog over the government, reporting what he observes to his countrymen and to the world. As journalists we are not supposed to make it up as we go along. Nor fabricate headlines.
News happens. Then we write about it. That was how they taught me at the big school. But after graduation, I learned that it was only lip service.
Bollyn makes this clear in his book. He calls it “the controlled media.” And I shall add — a bound and gagged, arm-twisted media that writes lies to mislead a gullible public. Negating all the good rules of conduct we learned in journalism school. Rendering them null. Be a hack. Be a whore. Get a pay check.
Bollyn is the antithesis of today’s news writer. The signature of his work is how he goes straight to the horse for everything. His research is ever clear and properly sourced. Each word holds its own water.
As I have written before, the truth has a flavour.
Bollyn has it.
Get the clarion call of his book. The sobering answer to “The 9/11 Commission Report” — a pack of lies published by Norton for the government with no copyright date on the back of its title page – nor anywhere. 567 pages of hogwash. A flaming whopper of a tale. Authorized edition indeed. Replete with undated signatories, an eagle seal and “sick’um” photo of a turban-headed scapegoat. Laughable, this doozy. “Final Report of the National Commission on Terrorist Attacks Upon the United States.” So official sounding I suppose they thunk.
Christopher Bollyn’s book is a slam-dunk.