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I am Dean R. Kibbe

          I am a Christian. I don't care to be more specific than that because I wouldn't want to be used as a bad example. I try to live up to that in everything I think, say, and do. Many times you have to reject the alleged crowd opinion to do that because there are people nowadays who are trying to alter and destroy Christian teachings. I have lived through war. I have lived through peace. I now prefer peace. I consider myself to be a mad scientist. I never do anything for money. Some things on this site, such as, but not limited to, (1) the documents from the Combined Action Program, which I was assigned to in Viet Nam, a program that used marines to perform combat duties, (alongside South Vietnamese Popular Forces Troops and spies), which marines were then commonly murdered in a controlled planned environment by the c.i.a. to keep their cover a secret, (2) the three pages on gravity, which I only copyrighted because I was under the mistaken impression that it would enable blind persons to get a copy for free; and, (3) the three pages with screenshots from when I caught the Department of Defense's Network Information Center trying to hack into one of my computers several years ago, from a server in Texas linked to the NIC's servers in Vienna, Virginia, during the bush administration, (on pages named "HOME ON THE RANGE", "HOME ON THE RANGE RECORDING NOTES", and "HOME ON THE RANGE SHEET MUSIC"), are completely real. Other things, like the secret North Korean fart gas arsenal are fake, and mostly for laughs, and/or other types of entertainment or rhetorical thought, and some other things are completely true and serious, although maybe expressed in a nontraditional manner, while some things might fall somewhere in between, or are a combination of things.  I understand that teachers used to tell us not to use run on sentences because a person of average or less intelligence might only be able to process one thought at a time, and then move to another folder in their brain to continue with the next related idea, rather than form the interconnected relationships of several different, though relevant, ideas into one complex compound thought, and express it in a single sentence, awaiting data input to determine the next file path. I reserve the right to say anything I choose to, in any manner I choose to, whether other people think, wrongfully, that I need anyone else's permission or not. Although I have participated in ground combat voluntarily in the past, I do not support war at all anymore. I am completely non-violent, unless I need to defend myself, in which case it is guaranteed that I will always survive, although I might be temporarily injured and/or inconvenienced.  I am not afraid of anyone except God. Although you might not understand the meaning or justification of what I say, that doesn't mean that it doesn't make sense. Besides, sometimes I like to play with the brains of the feeble-minded, like somebody watching a cat chasing the laser dot moving around on a floor. I am extremely intelligent. I often make jokes so strange that they can scare or baffle average people. I am a great man. God knows that. I don't answer to anybody else. I have no fear of death. If you think that death is a big deal, then the terrorists have won. Christmas will always be more popular, and be around a lot longer, than be-headings and staged acts blamed on other persons by spies trying to drum up business for their protection rackets. I looked it up in the back of The Book. I have PTSD as a result of combat experiences. I receive 100% service-connected veterans compensation. Although I no longer believe in money systems, I am able to handle the money I receive through direct deposit well enough to live fairly comfortable, although in actual practice with no significant practical and/or usable medical coverage, until money is someday extinct. I have no political and/or economic solution or interests for how to replace the market they are always trying to load us on a truck and send us to, like livestock herded off to slaughter. But, they're not getting me on the truck either. I have almost no respect at all for the rich and famous, a feeling shared by the overwhelming majority of people today; and, I'm not walking in any of the parades or charades the news media is always trying to brainwash us into being cheerleaders for. We know right from wrong; and, we don't need anybody using bad examples of causes that might be worthy in other circumstances. An isolated event of arson, shootings, robbery, and/or other violence, that is a rare event in one town, is highly publicized to create hostility and division among various groups; although, the same event is ignored, along with the environment that caused it, when it is a routine event that happens frequently in Detroit. Although I am not afraid of death, I will not let it win the war. I am combat ready 24/7. Not because I believe I have anything to fear. But, rather, because I will do whatever is necessary to remain champion. What should be feared is not that people might take your life, but that they might take your soul. Because of my PTSD, I feel very fortunate and relieved, that it was only another nightmare, whenever I wake up from sleep. I do not know how to socialize with other people anymore. I prefer to be alone all the time. I am a hermit. I am happy with that, because those conditions are what now make me comfortable, and as happy as I can ever expect to be in this world. Of all the people I have ever met, in my entire life, anywhere in the world, in all the years since I helped the Indians discover America, while I was being born there, the most unusual person I have ever met, is still me. In the world today, except for God, you can't trust anyone with less than four legs. Burma Shave...