Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 238

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 238

…Willard Libby, the “who” in this big fuss…

Willard Libby, the “who” in this big fuss, has slogged his way past doubting peers, physical abduction and injury, continuous peril and spiritual conviction to come to this place. Because of him, children will be taught and the world will know, that this incredible planet we call Earth and the living things that inhabit it, are not some evolutionary accident, millions upon millions of years in the making.

Six days and a rest…? Not literally but closer to the truth than the perpetuated dishonesty of the Great Deception.

fly on the wallHe has virtually been a man without a voice during this entire account. We had a window into his subconscious mind while he was shuttered away in the mental hospital. He then goes into months of hiding. A fly on the wall at that University safe house may well be bored into hibernation. I am sure we missed some engrossing conversations between he and Martin Kamen, particularly on the subject of organic radiocarbon half-life. Neither one of them could come up with any evidence to refute Libby’s assertion that life on Earth has no more than 20,000 years of biological age to it. And we would be on the edge of our seats when they examined and re-examined a partial fossilized jawbone of an Ethiopian hominid.

As a result of worldwide exposure, the University of Chicago has received unprecedented credibility in most scientific circles. As the formulae and raw numbers of revised carbon dating sift down through knowledgeable strata, conclusions become obvious and irrefutable. The U of C community rallies to the fore, realizing that a Nobel Prize may be the real result.

In certain other bastions of academia, nothing will move them off of their long held and indeed cherished evolutionary membership. Even without conspiratorial help from the most fallen of angels, they will carry their stubbornness ahead into time immemorial.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 236

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 236

…Ace Bannion saw white blobs, the others saw them for what they are…

Across the way, seated in the stands along the 3rd base line at Comiskey Park, Constance, Fanny, Daniels and Ace discuss what the tangible results of this spectacle are.

“Here’s what I think Connie,” injects the man (Daniels) who best understands the role that Pentateuch has played in all this. “If you notice, the bread crumbled away and the wine was turned into water. Penty had poisoned both, and was going to execute everyone with Communion. God did His thing while he prepared that blackout, which by the way, was not just at the park or the city, not even the US, but the world. When we angel2got power back here, so did everyone else on the planet; TV’s and all.”

“What were those 3 white blobs we saw around?” the burning question of this fleeting day.

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“I don’t think Angels appreciate being called blobs, Ace. God uses them to carry out His bidding on Earth. Now I hardly know them on a first name basis, but I’m pretty sure that MICHAEL was in charge of this one. And from what I’ve seen out at Tolentine, GABRIEL probably zapped Canisso (Vincent Wolfgram), so he was in on this and RAPHAEL may have been here to help some of those people who gobbled Communion down before they were supposed to.”

Ace Bannion saw blobs, the others saw them for what they are.

“See, Ace buddy, it pays to listen to instructions,” Constance never passes up the chance to train her companions. Tragically, several dozen people, mostly those with predisposed physical problems (or it was just their time), died eating Penty’s poisoned portions. “They were told to wait but they figured, ‘it can’t hurt to eat this stuff now’?”

Many of the BGCPGCCR attendees were seekers, new to the rituals of religion.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 232

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 232

…Dressed in clean, shining linen, with golden sashes around their chests, the three Angels of God spread their wings…

Communion has been distributed among the eager faithful (and those new this Jesus thing).

Suddenly and without notice the stadium turns pitch black. Just as Graham is about to raise his arms skyward, lifting the bread and wine that represents the body and blood of Jesus Christ, the fleeting daylight is not enough for anyone to see their hand in front of their face. The crusade crowd is at first silent, then building to a dull roar. Despite the frightening happenings, there is no panic.

This seemingly theatrical move was not in the script. Young Goldwyn likes theatrics, just do not mess with his lighting, “Do we still have our network link?” His cameras are rolling, despite the apparent lack of power.

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There are three iridescent figures standing (or floating), one each at the end of the right and left field upper grandstands and one behind home plate, at the same level about 50 feet in the air.

If there weren’t such confusion, someone other than Billy Graham may have identified the figures as real Heavenly Hosts, instead of ghostly spirits.

Dressed in clean, shining linen, with golden sashes around their chests, the three Angels of God spread the wings on their arms and the wings on their feet, outward nearly touching at the epicenter of the gathering. Together, in unison they shout in glorious voice: “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of Hosts.”

At this point of Earth’s geography and specific moment in the Year of Our Lord 1951, the masses fall deaf and dumb, unable to hear or see.

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*MICHAEL *, *RAPHAEL*, and *GABRIEL* are bathed in the white light of The Almighty. The strong voice of God bellows down in transforming greatness: “Rest easy my Children.”

And rest they do…

Continued


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 231

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 231

…IT’S COMMUNION TIME…

IT’S COMMUNION TIME! This is the time in the Billy Graham Comiskey Park Greater Chicago Crusade Revival when, those who have already and those who have asked the Lord Jesus to come into their heart tonight, reenact The Last Supper. Wherever, whenever done so, it is a ritualistic reminder that Christ died for the sins of all mankind, those who have gone before and those who will follow.

As it was rehearsed beforehand, the bread is passed out first, meaning one miniature per isle, with the person on the end of the row either getting a good handful of the leftover loaf or a handful of crumbs.

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It pays to be a good listener in this case and if one follows Billy G’s instructions, one and all hang to the piece of bread that they ripped from the leavened oval. The eagerly and properly charismatically challenged multitude, has been advised to wait for the second element AND THEN take them in, one at a time– but ONLY at the Billy’s cue, at the appointed time.–

–So far, so good; as the light of day drifts into dusk, the Jewish sweet red wine is passed along one tiny bottle per customer. No one should need or want Related imagemore than one, with the possible exception of those who only came for the fermented spirit; the Bridgeport Smokes & Liquor at 36th and Normal would be a more reliable source of alcohol and other vises after the Revival.

The charismatic leader of this Revival meeting scans the crowd with his eyes, as the cameras pan in a similar fashion, capturing the reverent tone of this time-honored tradition. A slight blue haze hangs in the air, affecting the picture quality, tobacco smoke trapped and capped by an evening thermal layer, but it does not deter Sam’s-Cams from focusing on entire sections of faces.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 230

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 230

Chapter Twenty

A FATHER’S LOVE

…Reverend Billy instructs his flock (45,000 on 4/28/1951) on the reverent custom of Holy Communion… but the Devil is as irreverent as ever…

“My friends, Holy Communion is part of God’s covenant with mankind, to share in the body and blood of the resurrected Son of God, Jesus Christ who died for our sins, so that we would enjoy the promise of life everlasting.

“In a few moments, the same men who sold you things to eat and drink will distribute the elements freely among you. There are but two things I ask of you: One, only take the bread and wine if you have already or about to hand your life over to the Lord. And two, please do not partake of either until I have given the word. We will then share in this sacrament together, as did Jesus did with his Apostles the night he was betrayed.”

Reverend Billy instructs his flock (45,000 on 4/28/1951) on the reverent custom of Holy Communion.

Meanwhile“I love the word ‘betrayed’. Judas was such an easy score; buy him off with a sack of silver and he gives up the Divine One’s only human offspring! Born of a virgin mother, please! That is so turn-of-the-millennium!” The one and only Pentateuch, in the clothing of concession supervisor, is listening to the loudspeaker system, ready to administer his other duty, deploying the bread and wine of Communion. He has taken to talking toPhantom_Stranger himself, without an accomplice that will knowingly buy into his deadly plan.

He loves recounting his past successes, “Adam and Eve don’t count. All I did was demonstrate that paradise should not be enough and that they too could be gods. Humans are such flawed creatures.”

He believes it is his job to taunt the very God who created him.

“And what is it with all this fuss about revival? Every 50 of their miserly years or so, some fool bible-thumping fool will get lucky and turn enough heads that it has to be labeled an awakening. Wake up you fools!”

He relishes each new challenge.

But as sure as I exist, their fresh faith in the Father will only last until I can make them forget.”

–Great boss (and all around greasy guy) P. Joseph Winters oversees the staging of Communion, an institution that he only pretends to give a rat’s rooty-tooty about. He has added his own personal touch to the festivities, not necessarily a good thing any of the time.

His anticipatory enthusiasm is difficult to conceal, “Come on cool cats, eat and drink and be closer to your god!”

The Devil is as irreverent as ever.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 222

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 222

…the Comiskey Park Greater Chicago Billy Graham Crusade Revival is heating up

It’s getting close to showtime…

So Samuel Goldwyn is treating the production of the Comiskey Park Greater Chicago Billy Graham Crusade Revival like it will be an Academy Award contending production. He has become quite familiar with the crusade concept by now, but this is going to be seen by millions of people around the world and his name is going to be listed as producer, director and managing editor (& popcorn vendor).

— “The three stationary cameras in the middle of the stadium… you guys pick a carriage and follow it for as many times they go around… and not two of you on the same one, got it? —REVIVAL CAM-001

— “And I want all cameras panning the crowd during Communion. Zoom in on their faces, especially the ones who are crying or have their hands reaching for the sky. That is the image I’m looking to spotlight. —

— “Remember, for those of you who work with me in my movies, I cannot possibly control all the shots you are capturing. I want you to use your instincts, resisting the temptation to focus in on the crazies. Remember the Chicago Stadium meeting, the kook with the “You Are Going to Hell!” t-shirt or the chick who rushed the stage wanting to plant a smooch on BG?” –

“Did I hear my name?” asks the man who leads thousands of seeking souls to salvation. “I was eavesdropping on your production meeting and all I can add is that I cannot emphasize enough the importance of the word Revival. From here on out the Crusades are going to be billed as Revival Meetings. Whether it is an intimate gathering or a thunderous throng, I want the spirit of Revival to spread through this nation like wildfire!”

Billy Graham thinks big… h-u-g-e, big.

“And we are going to put faces to names and stories to faces; real people pulling on the same end of the rope, all for the sake of a fundamental truth.” BG tears up about how at this moment in time. Literally millions of united souls helped produce a moving and monumental 5 months. “We are witnessing a seminal moment in the history of modern man, Sam my boy!”

Samuel Goldwyn Jr. is thinking big-screen big.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 213

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…”You can certainly count on me!” – Ready, willing & evil…

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“I like you Winters, a real go-getter you are,” the director of concessions for Comiskey Park has identified our villain as a key employee (or the only one to volunteer to do something that isn’t on commission). “That event on the 28th, the one with all those teetotalers, well they need 350 gallons of wine of all things. We will be handing out 45,000 1oz. servings of Manischewitz and I – would like you to be in charge of that.”

“You can certainly count on me!” -Ready, willing & evil.

“Great, I thought I could count on you – you will need to fill, seal and be able to distribute every one of those portions in 15 minutes – that will take a miracle!”

“How do we collect the money?” Winters/Penty is playing dumb. Hell, if churches charged cash money for Communion wine, there would be significantly fewer churchgoers, the ultimate result/goal in his wicked world.

“You’re a  funny dog,  Winters! When exactly was the last time you were in a church,” implying that he didn’t have a clue about lightning striking when he enters a place of worship.

“I don’t believe in going to church. I have better things to do with my Sundays.”

“Wow, at least I’m a two-timer.”

“You cheat on your wife? Great – I mean that’s a shame – You don’t look like the type.”

“No stupid, I go to church at Christmas and Easter, hence two-timer, get it?”

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“I’ll do the job, but never call me stupid again,” he states. ‘I can back up my threats you ignorant human,’ goes unstated.

His poor soak “boss” has no idea what this greasy guy is up to.


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