Ed.'s note: News update for 6 February 2020: MSNBC panelist freaks out after Sanders surrogate calls Bloomberg an 'oligarch,' because it's a 'Russian' term
News update for 1 December 2019: Michael Bloomberg's Israel connection runs deep
News update for 1 December 2019: Does Mike Bloomberg's Presidential Run Raise Questions About Democracy & A Free Press?
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By Yoichi Shimatsu | November 12, 2019
If Mike Bloomfield had run for president, I surely would have endorsed that guitarist from the Chicago blues era, but unfortunately he's been pushing up roses over the past three decades. The good die young whereas the corrupt get richer and evermore ambitious. Instead of listening to a snappy riff from that iconic musician who reminded the high-flying rock generation of their down-to-earth roots in the muddy Delta blues tradition, Americans will soon be asked to vote for the very personification of soulless Wall Street greed, Mike Bloomberg, multi-billionaire owner of the world's most straitjacked media behemoth and former three-term mayor of post-911 New York City.
On the Satanic Majesties Inquest
A proverbial picture worth ten-thousand words was snapped at the 2014 Buckingham Palace knighting of the former mayor of New York City and publisher of Bloomberg financial news. Although not a dual citizen, Mike Bloomberg is a snooty Anglophile, in American parlance a Tory, through his first wife, a wealthy Jewess Briton, along with his long-time ownership of a $20 million house in posh Cadogan Square. His London digs are located in Knightsbridge, a tony London district mentioned in The Rolling Stones lyrics: "Your old man took her diamonds and tiaras by the score, now she gets her kicks in Stepney not in Knightsbridge anymore. So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire." (Stepney, by contrast, is a slum on London's East End inhabited by immigrant Azkenazi Jews at the time Brian Jones and Mick Jagger wrote that song, which is a warning to nouveau-rich Jews who've forgotten their place in the social pecking order.)
The retired NYC mayor grew up the son of a dairy bookkeeper born in Brighton on the south bank of the River Charles in Boston. His success story as an early promoter of online data is a legend as questionable as Jeffrey Epstein's role at Bear Stearns. Nowadays Bloomberg thinks he's another Franklin Delano Roosevelt out to save the world from the Nazis, a bold ambition for this humble "democrat" of net worth S56 billion, sufficient to buy the presidency or so he assumes with lordly arrogance.
During his 2009 campaign for an undeserved third term as New York City mayor, Lord Bloomers spend $102 million, or more than $170 per vote. That's called plutocracy, or rule by the wealthy, derived from Pluto, the ancient Greek god of the Underworld with his trove of precious minerals. The incumbent President Donald Trump by comparison has a mere $3 billion in assets. Nevertheless there's not going to be a fire sale at the White House, unless Lord Bloomer's British allies torch it again.
Tory Treachery
Let's not dwell here on Mike Bloomberg being a turncoat in the same league with Lady Lynn Forester de Rothschild. It's more intriguing how he's acted as the protector of filthy-rich patrons of BDSM clubs in the Meat Packing District, sadomasochism being part of the second British invasion led by punk rock's Sex Pistols and their manager Malcolm McLaren. Then there's Lord Bloomers' pseudo-media service delivered to subcribers' computer screens, Bloomberg L.P. , a limited partnership with Merrill Lynch and his former colleagues from Salomon Brothers, the cheatingest brokerage staffed by air-head traders, as recalled in Michael Lewis's book "Liar's Poker". The ever-cautious tycoon has made sure this biography is missing key pages, especially about his doings in the UK.
Most obnoxious, for me personally, is the strategically targeted Bloomberg Global Business Journalism (GBU) project in Beijing, along with Blackstone's Swartzman Scholars Program in finance, which have been breastfeeding the Chinese neoliberal elite to steer away from gradual democratization and instead charge full-speed ahead toward a bureaucrat-allied corporatist monopoly over that giant economy by Wall Street darlings Alibaba-Alipay, TenCent, Baidu, Didi and Huawei, to enrich the upper echelon while censoring more than 30,000 small independent online news providers to extinction, along with the crushing of mom-and-pop small stores, snuffing every last hope for the natural rights of 1.4 billion Chinese people. Corporatism, as proven by its inventor Benito Mussolini, is a driving force for global warfare. If a new Cold War is rising between an arrogant top-heavy China and a declining but still proud USA, it's the fault of Bloomberg and his wolves of Wall Street.
I do not pretend to be as objective as an astronaut on the Moon, but these observations are fact-based and truthful, more than Lord Bloomers ever wants to hear. (One of GBU's top objectives was to remove me as the first foreign lecturer, who was focused on teaching investigative reporting, at China's first-ever J-school in its entire 4,000 years of history, and later plotted my physical elimination during a bloody Uyghur uprising that the terrorism-sponsor Bloomberg paid to foment along with the George W. Bush's CIA.) Isn't it too bad I'm alive, well and back to haunt you now, you old fraudster, to show the world what a piece of zit you really are? Excuse me that for outburst, folks, it's just that demons have to be exorcised, which is why I'm digging his grave, one shovel-full at a time, with a gleeful smirk.
The Satanic Majesties Inquest
Ahem, class begins. Being an adoptive New Yorker although Boston-hatched, Bloomberg is properly called a Copperhead, after the pro-Rothschild traitors who fomented the Draft Riots during the Civil War. This venonous snake in the baby crib of democracy, like his co-believer Lady Lynn Forester de Rothschild, is out to thrust one poison fang into Elizabeth Warren while the other is reserved for Donald Trump. As much as they loath each other, if the targeted Liz and Don could coordinate their Swamp draining agendas (that's after she musters the courage to cut the throat of that gloating toad George Soros), so that the absolute power of Jamie Dimon, Lloyd Blankenfeld and rest of the Wall Street crooks can be rolled back to reallocate investment funds to local-nutured domestic industries, infrastructure renewal, and better housing for working families. Due to partisanship, a clean sweep won't be happening for a while, so let's here take on one crook at a time.
Now, about Bloomer's knighting in imperial Britain. Standing next to newly knighted Bloomberg in the official photo is former UK ambassador to Washington and envoy to the Shah's Tehran, Sir Peter Westmacott from the MI-6. To the other side is none other than - whatcha doing here instead of finding another job for your bozo son Hunter - Joe Biden, Sovereign Military Order of Malta (SMOM), the Papist in the Obama White House and Copperhead-in-chief for Russiagate, that masterpiece of disinfo hatched in Her Majesty's London and Papist Rome.
The hidden rationale behind his being awarded the honorary title of KBE, or Knight of the British Empire, is as follows. Bloomberg, though his terminal-delivered propaganda agency and family charity, was the right man to "persuade" federal judges on his personal list of wicked friends. Ambassador Westmacott needed to rescue the brother of his Iranian wife Susie Nemazee from a 20-year prison term for bank fraud. He brother Hassan Nemazee had served as Hillary Clinton's 2007 campaign-finance and also was a major donor to that windbag Sen. Chuck Schumer, Heinz toy-boy John Kerry, and as a bundler for the Barack Obama inauguratal committee.
Hassan Nemazee's shady reputation for moneylaundering was known to the Democratic leadership as far back as 1999, went Bill Clinton appointed him ambassador to Argentina, which Buenos Aires politely declined, being aware of his regional connections with the South American cocaine cartels. Hassan acted as a moneylaunderer for the Medellin cartel. The parents of the U.S.-born Nemazees had immigrated to the USA with the deposed Shah of Iran following the Islamic revolution and coup by the Ayatollahs. Many of the Shah's court are Jewish, and many of his Americans supporters spent long stints in Iran, for instance Valerie Jarrett nee Bowman, Obama's henchwoman who was born at Nemazee Hospital in Shiraz.
Therefore, Westmacott arranged the knighting of Bloomberg to spring his brother-in-law Hassan Nemazee from prison, and lo and behold the Iranian-American fraudster was released this past February after serving less than half of his 20-year sentence. The Democrat bigwig Bloomberg put the fix in with the federal New York Southern District Court. That done, the gates to London were flung open to Mayor Fix-it.
The knighting of Lord Bloomers in October 2014 was a gift from Westmacott to his wife Susie Nemazee, who palms herself off an expert on jewelry, yet another conduit for scrubbing ill-gotten money. After doing the dirty work for tarnished friends like these, Bloomberg proves he's hardly the ethical business publisher that he's presented to be by a fawning news media. The flattery of a knighthood prompted Bloomberg to establish a European headquarters in The City of London, that Rothschild principality, with 4,000 employees and an additional $25 milion house on the Thames. While he has hordes of envious admirers, a skeptic might ask: Is any of this actually real? What's the hidden agenda and the ulterior motive?
Lord Bloomer has homes in Bermuda and London, which happen to be the moneylaundering centers of the invisible British Empire, stretching from the sun-and-cocaine soaked Caribbean to the poppy fields of South Asia, and the opiate trade of China, whose newly minted tycoons need to deposit their billions in safe havens to avoid taxes and prison sentences and a firing squad in Qinghai. Bloomberg makes his money investing other people's fortunes and mere fees cannot account for his inexplicable trove of cash. The U.S. Treasury's tightening regime, aided by its snitch Jeffrey Epstein, could well account for Lord Bloomers' newly aroused interest in Britain.
The hubris so typical of Yankee tycoons affronting fate by buying their entry into English society, while ego-flattered with sycophancy, is despised and shunned by the end of the day as another uncultured boor enamored with grandiosity, a bounder lacking the charming eccentricity of Old Money. For similar motives, Google is building its monstrous presence in London. Too bad Henry James is not around to watch this self-deceptive folly of an American in English society with a skeptical eye, as he diagnosed so thoughtfully in "Portrait of a Lady" and "The Tragic Muse". Or perhaps Bloomberg's underlying motive is to escape the fearsome circle closing in on him in New York, due to Treasury interest in his inexplicable wealth. Either way, he's flim flam, not presidential material.
Bloomberg's first wife was, not by coincidence, a Brit named Susan Elizabeth Barbara Brown nee Meyer, who's wealthy Anglo-Jewish parents once owned Le Hotel Manoir in Neuchatel, Switzerland, and a home in York, where she attended the private Queen Margaret's school. Her mother was a native of Malta, the same island that spewed out Professor Joseph Misfud, the CIA-MI6 Maltese Falcon behind the Russiagate hoax who recruited, set up and betrayed George Papadopoulos.
Her replacement as social networker and friendly beard is Bloomberg's "domestic partner" Diana Taylor, who is a foot taller than Bloomberg. She had previously worked for Lehman Brothers, which along with Bear Stearns caused the 2008 financial meltdown, rewarded with her appointment to New York State superintendent of banks, and then moved on to Wolfensohn Fund Management of the retired World Bank director. In a nutshell, Diana is the messenger girl between the Wall Street bankers and the mayor. It all reeks.
Gecko on The Wall
There's no doubt that state prosecutor-turned-governor Eliot Spitzer was then a gawky overgrown adolescent who fantasized about being the reincarnation of his namesake Eliot Ness, but the fact remains that it took a fantasist to go gangbusters against the financial "excesses" aka grand larceny of that halcyon era immortalized in "Wall Street", "The Big Short" and "The Wolf of Wall Street", or all we'd be left with today is "Yes sir, Mr. Gecko, greed is good!"
The gecko on the wall (pssss . . . hey, buddy, I hear WorldComm is the buy of the century) is Ken Langone, the arch-enemy of Spitzer. While Eliot's fallen into oblivion, Ken is still talking sheets of hot buys on the financial news channels. The good die young, the bad appear on CNBC.
Prosecutor Spitzer had the temerity to pick up an idle investigation against arbitrageurs and Wall Street banks that were dropped by Security and Exchange Commission (SEC) for lack of insider testimony. Since floor traders and brokers who schmoozed the institutional investors earn commissions, nobody risked their incentive pay and bonuses to voice ethical qualms. Spitzer put the immune corporations under a full-court press to hammer them on unrelated charges to force a turnover of documents. One of his targets was Citigroup, which had taken over the remnants of Barney Smith Kline and Salomon Brothers, Bloomberg's former employer and presumable lender, transparency not being one of that notorious firm's assets. Hi, Mikey! Citibank by rigging the data was palming off WorldCom shares at higher than market value dumped on institutional investors, who soon got angry about being short-changed on stock valuations.
One of the problems was lax supervision by NY Stock Exchange chairman Ken Grasso, whose salary was being jacked up by board members Ken Langone, a tycoon whose early investment in Home Depot built his $3 billion fortune and AIG boss Hank Greenberg, a known CIA asset. (The Agency really needs its black budget, you see, to defend the universe against evil terrorists like the ones who were flown into the World Trade Center.) It turns out that these insiders hired a private eye. The dick tailed Spitzer to a post office and also to the Emperor Club, where he hired the merchandise, a nice uptown girl who moonlighted to pay off her student loan. What the set-up implied is that the biggest tycoons don't play ball like institutional investors or day traders but instead are involved in insider leaks and acting as conduits for organized crime, which is ready to offer their services to be rid of crusading prosecutors and nosy police detectives.
The no-holds-barred grudge match between Spitzer's prosecution team and Langone's allies spilled beyond the realm of financial propriety into the no-go zone of sexual conduct, which gets into the darker regions of New York City, leading to mutual harm on both sides, potentially most damaging to Langone and Bloomberg, who famously said that he "likes ass." Now do you see why he goes out with big women? His pal Obama also prefers to lead from behind.
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