(Source: wayback machine internet archive of SandyHookJustice.com (Wolfgang Halbig’s website)

INTRODUCTORY NOTE: The following 16 questions remain unanswered by local Newtown authorities, whose mysterious silence has caused conspiracy theories to run rampant; but if there’s nothing to hide, why all the secrecy? Wolfgang Halbig is a former teacher, school principal, U.S. Custom’s agent, and retired Florida state trooper. That unique combination compelled the independent investigator to look deeply at the December 2012 school shooting at Sandy Hook elementary—inconsistencies, false statements, recanted media reports, and bizarre facts are just the tip of the iceberg!

Halbig was given only 3 minutes to ask his questions, and greeted by a large security presence, not allowed publicly to ask all his questions. The Board of Education, and the Connecticut State Police, refuse to allow any release of important information regarding the alleged shooting; and why have none of the Freedom Of Information Act questions have been answered? ~by David J. Stewart

1. Who directed the New Haven FBI field offices to classify the Sandy Hook Elementary School Shooting on December 14, 2012?

2. Why and for what reason would the FBI classify the Sandy Hook Elementary School Shooting when they did not classify the Columbine shooting which also was a Mass casualty shooting incident?

3. Who on December 14, 2012 was the Incident Commander as required by the Federal Emergency Management Administration in directing the Mass Casualty Shooting Incident at the Sandy Hook Elementary School?

  • Who on December 14, 2012 at the Incident Command Center made the ordering of Porta-Potties a high priority since they were delivered within 3 hours of the school shooting? Never ever heard off.
  • Who ordered those Porta-Potties from Southbury, Connecticut?
  • When I called the Porta-Potties Company after searching for over a week as to who and when they were ordered I was told that it is classified and they are not allowed to share that information with me.
  • The next morning I received a phone call from the Southbury Police Department at my home telling me not to call that company again since I was harassing them.
  • High priority for toilets but not for Life Star Trauma helicopters or paramedics.

4. Who and why did they not request the Life Star Helicopters knowing that children and school staff are seriously injured and clinging to life?

5. Who and Why did they not allow the Paramedics and the EMT’S inside the Sandy Hook School to treat the seriously injured or those children and school staff clinging to life?

6. Who declared all 18 children and six school staff members legally dead within the first 8 minutes?

7. Who was the Certified Environmental Bio-Hazard Decontamination company contracted by the Newtown Public Schools to remove 45–65 gallons of blood, skull fragments, brain tissues, bodily fluids, blood-soaked carpets and any other decontaminated articles inside the Sandy Hook School?

8. Why does an off-duty Lt from the Newtown Police Department refuse to leave his off-duty work assignment at a construction site on Dec 14, 2012 when hearing that shots have been fired at the Sandy Hook Elementary School?

9. Who at the Newtown Public Schools notified all of the parents in writing as required by CT law that had children attending the Sandy Hook Elementary School as well as every school staff member every school year of all the potential life-threatening chemical hazards. The school had high levels of lead paint throughout the entire school, Asbestos in the ceiling time and floor tile, asbestos in the insulation and most of all the school had very high levels of PCB?

10. Who provided the urgent medical care to the two children who were not transported to the Danbury Trauma Center until an hour after the school was deemed safe for that 15-mile drive

11. Who treated those two children who had been shot multiple times like three to 11 times since they did not allow the paramedics and EMT’S inside the Sandy Hook Elementary School?

12. Why did the parents of the two children who died at the Danbury hospital not allow their children to donate their organs to other children waiting for the gift of life?

13. What happened to the 500 children and 60 school staff members from Sandy Hook Elementary School on Dec 14, 2012?

14. Who was the police officer calling into the Newtown Police dispatcher stating in his words that he has multiple weapons, he has a rifle and a shotgun and who has the rifle and the shotgun as the chain of evidence should show that was found in classroom eight (8)?

15. Why would a police officer by the name of Lt Vangehle at 9:45:21 am on Dec 14, 2012 from the Newtown Police Department after finding a kindergarten female child in the hallway make her go into room eight (8) and leave her? Room eight is a gruesome crime scene with dead children and school staff. Why?

16. Why would two CT State Troopers enter room ten (10) at 9:55:31 am on Dec 14, 2012 which is a gruesome crime scene with dead bodies of children and school staff, and tell a kindergarten boy who they find in the bathroom who’s name is redacted and tell them so it must be more than one to stay and they will be both back when it is safe? END

SAD NOTE OF TRUTH: For asking these questions, Wolfgang Halbig’s life has been totally destroyed by the criminals behind the hoax, their complicit supporters and duped U.S. citizens! ~by David J. Stewart

“California Cove,” poem by Day Williams

California Cove

                            “you kings, be wise;

Be warned, you earthly rulers.”

~Psalm 2:10

From New York, Texas, and D.C.
The weaving spiders come
To grow their fame and wealth and might
And pluck the precious plums.

They spend some time with employees
They pull the boys’ pants down
The Manly Coven thrills to cooks
Who profit from the clowns

And Doctor Octopus plays chess
In evening’s afterglow
As Thomas Paine stands in the light
Outside California Cove

The Wicked Witch, her dreams are sleazy
“Bring my hammer and my toy,”
She joins her girlfriend in a basement
Where she keeps her golden boys

A jet brings Wild Bill Hickok
With coke from railroad tracks:
“These women are my property
The rest of you, go back”

And the lawyers from the swamp
Have bought a porn star’s trove;
Foundations skim donations
At California Cove

Underground rooms are busy
Prince Charming has spurned his bride
The Madames from North Beach
Are shocked to view the homicides

And Cain has caught and clobbered Abel
Atop the Temple Mount
Where Abraham has waited years
To open a new account

Monk Rasputin has romped with maids
And ruined Chicago’s homes
He’ll lead the ceremony
Tonight at California Cove

The Powermongers give talks
Beside a tree-lined lake
And they pretend that they don’t care
What titles they may take

Their eyes transfixed by symbols
From ancient Babylon
They phrase their buzz words expertly
Nodding to the Ku Klux Klan

But their disguises aren’t so good
Down at the bordello
Where videos are made and stored
At California Cove

Freddy Krueger scared the limo
That drove along Elm Street
Up to a grassy knoll
Where nightmares took their seats

And Caesar, on his right side,
Shot the peace candidate
Who would have stopped a foreign war
When profits come from hate

Weaving spiders fondly recall
Cave Men from long ago
Who fixed and tricked the sleeping giant
At California Cove

Vincent Vega, assigned his task,
Arranges maps and guns,
No matter why, the bullet flies,
He’ll notch another one.

Director Jay, on public pay,
Dislikes a journalist,
He calls a pal and pays his way,
“That boy won’t be missed.”

Twisted men meet and scratch their rears
They fight their vertigo
By acting like they have no fears
At California Cove.

Down trails, by trees, up forest tracks
Cave men hunt dangerous game
No deputy can find the bodies
And no one is to blame

Hog farmers come to clean the mess
The Cave Men leave behind
They’ll never tell the coppers
On what the pigs have dined

And by Washington’s Monument
The narcissists run moles
Who spy on Paine and Jefferson
At California Cove

Now Cassius looked so long and lean
And called his bookie for a bet
A high-placed man would die that night,
A hardship he won’t regret

He forges 302s for Brutus
Persuading him to join
The pool of high-stakes players
With shiny Power Points

He wears fine suits and flashes smiles
As in a puppet show
You wouldn’t know his savage weeks
At California Cove

Now by the guarded entrance gate
Protesters carry signs,
A fat head sticks out from a limo
And in a high voice whines,

“Nurse Ratched will fix your head,
You nonconformist freaks,
She’ll shock your brain ‘til you comply
And you can only squeak”

The limo speeds inside the place
As though a racer drove
For fun and games and care in flames
At California Cove

A songbird formed his whole career
By turning on his land
He’s sided with the enemies
And he should be banned

The songbird plans his funeral
As though he will soon die
But Grandpa knows he lied again
He’ll fake his death and fly

An orb or planet deep in space,
An isle off Mexico,
Nowhere to hide when he has come
From California Cove

In strides the smiling oil man
And he conducts a dance
He rests inside an ivy coffin
And takes the kids for romance

He stores his conscience in a vault
Inside an ocean trench
He tramps across the forest camp
To a girl he calls his wench

And Dr. Szell says open wide
He’ll probe for what you know
And if it hurts, why, tell the men
At California Cove

Rick Blaine rides to the airport in fog
With Ilsa as time goes by
He makes a heart-break tarmac deal
A patriot would buy

And Rocky’s ready for a fight
With clowns who harm his kids
And he will pound Count Dracula
‘Til his jawbone falls to bits

In subterfuge and trickery
The hungry ply their trade
The prostitutes have more morals
Than Cave Men who make AIDS.

Before the panic and debris
Lucky Larry had breakfast toast
He checked fine print on policies
Assured to claim the most

Put options placed for profits max
In their overflowing cups
Godfathers took a front-row seat
To watch the nukes blow up

Goldfinger envies them so much
He will attend the Owl Show
To participate in sacrifice
At California Cove.

As innocents are shot to death
Sheriff Hoyt says stand down
He takes his orders from half-high,
From Wendy and the clowns.

His handler, hideous harridan,
Runs spies in her domain
Wendy sells her country for a kiss
And tries to blackmail Tom Paine

A body on a beach tells tales
About the lawns she mows
Don’t double-cross that horrid boss
At California Cove

Dr. Downer creates diseases
So he can sell the cure
And puts the profits through a laundry
While he goes on a tour

Harry Lime promotes disorders
And bigger DSM’s
He will sell you pills through your doc
So he can buy more gems

He claims they’ll solve your problems
And keep you status quo
If you will buy his merchandise
At California Cove

Cleopatra has sailed her barge
Downriver to the sea
While Antony professes love
He’s down on his knees

She smiles and checks computer files
That tell her all she needs
She’ll scare him with the dirt she has
And satisfy her greed

Her bank accounts are empty
Funds disappeared in holes
But she’ll replenish them with work
From California Cove.

Too bad a minion in the crew
Has had enough of this
He hands the queen some poisoned wine
And seals it with a kiss

She flashes her shameless smirk
And downs the wine with flair
And says, “I’ll never be arrested–
Nobody would dare!”

And as she chokes and gasps
Her terror and panic grow:
“I should have told the truth
About California Cove.”

The pirate-profiteers hoist flags
Along the river bank:
“We’re only here for gold, you louts,
When tough, we’ll break ranks.”

Some ask them for their balance sheet
They plunge into a funk:
“If you invade our privacy
We’ll put you in a trunk.”

The Cave Men greet confusing men
Who play their puppet shows
And keep Tom Paine in heavy chains
At California Cove

Darth Vader types the false flag scripts
His lackies carry out
And he eliminates the fools
Who harbor righteous doubts

Storm troopers come in force to drag
Off those who have switched sides
“You must remain in Darth’s plantation
Or we will tan your hide.”

The humble people in their fog
Don’t know which way to go
So Cave Men sneer and keep control
At California Cove.

Bonnie and Clyde’s machine guns
Have rusted in a heap
While they formed a foundation
To pillage sleeping sheep

“Honor? Integrity?
Those are for little folks.
We’re masters of the world,”
A Naked Cave man spoke.

Funny how planes smoke and crash
When people get too close
Funny about the accidents
From California Cove.

Hannibal Lector’s on the loose
To grab a tasty bite
At Jimmy’s pizzeria
Where news anchors alight

Gordon Gekko works the phones
He’s shorted casino stock
Travis Bickle, wearing suit and tie,
Works with him round the clock

The Joker says he’ll bomb a building
To punish those in the know
And Dr. Downer joins him
At California Cove.

Norman Bates runs in the shower stall
A butcher knife in hand
And Ellen Ripley slams his groin
Into his thyroid gland

And Atticus is standing up,
A prosecutor now,
With his unsealed indictments
He’ll drive the justice plow

The Power Boys, like cornered rats,
Will bite to overthrow
The people’s choice and champ
At California Cove

Benedict Arnold in crosshairs
Behaves like he’s on meth
In the sewers and cesspools
The nameless songbird fakes his death

Mr. Potter now owns the town
Foreclosing on each one
Robin Hood shoots him with arrows
Because he owns no gun

The Cave Men party through the night
The Robber Barons gloat
Rape victims have nowhere to go
At California Cove

Tom Paine has started a storm
Ben Franklin flies a kite
The villagers awaken
The dawning of the light

And Harry Callahan has chased
The crooks from pole to pole
And when he cocks his forty-four
He knows they’ve sold their souls.

The moon is blood, the stars go out,
Hawaiian lava flows
And no one worships God
At California Cove

~Day Williams

“The Law” by Day Williams

The Law

The Law will drain you dry
The Law will shred your years
The Law will make you cry
And won’t return your tears.

The Law will strip your mind
Of common sense and care
So that you must rely
On wits, as when you are scared

The Law will age you fast
As wrongs continue wrong
The future is the past
And criminals stay strong

In Law you unearth jewels
In unexpected spots
The Law is like a duel
Where good men may be shot

The Law is villainy
And treachery and pain
The Law is willing me
To act like I’m a saint

The Law’s an afternoon
With special ones you love
In Law the wedding groom
Marries a bride he trusts

The Law is like a flower
That buds and grows and blooms
The Law, with State raw power,
Can send it to its doom

The Law is intricate
As Gothic tapestries;
The Law is like King Tut,
A golden mask at ease

The Law is charm and style
With centuries of lore;
The Law’s a newborn child
Who paws the ground and roars

The law is Hammurabi
And Moses’ tablets of stone
The Law is corn and peas,
Like Lincoln’s speech, homegrown.

The Law is “wait around”
The Law is trial and error
The Law’s an eager hound
That chases grizzly bears

The Law is justice right
And punishment for wrong
The Law is public light
That shields the weak from the strong

The Law is Pericles
And Socrates and Christ
The Law is guarantees
That fire will change to ice

The Law’s a thousand steps
To gain an inch of ground
The Law’s a spider web
Where litigants are bound

The Law is whirling dust,
A drunkard’s roll of dice
The Law is boom or bust,
The price for paradise

The Law is washing hands
When Innocence is tried;
Succumbing to demands
Law sees Him crucified.

The Law’s a marathon,
A sprint and hammer throw
The Law’s the sun at dawn
When lawns and fences glow

The Law is love and hate,
Families broken apart
The Law is times and dates
And scrips and doctors’ charts

The Law’s attentive jurors
And black-robed judges, grim,
As poor men and insurers
Fight over injured limbs

The Law is robbery,
Murder, grand theft, and rape
The Law is snobbery
And deaths on fire escapes

The Law is precedents,
Analogies and facts,
The Law is what is meant
When candles burn the wax

The Law is winners lose
When losers spin the wheel
The Law is how you choose
When you no longer feel

The Law’s a sharpened shiv,
The Warden’s evil eye,
The Law is where you live,
The Law is where you die.

The Law is Portia’s plea,
Darrow for the defense,
Atticus Finch can see
That prejudice is dense.

The Law’s a rocket ship
From Earth to Mars and back
Even the slightest slip
Can mean the trip won’t last

The Law will strip men bare,
Inspect their bones for rot,
You skeletons beware:
The Law will take your spot

The Law’s a lamb that leaps
The Law’s a wolf that bites
The Law’s a squirrel that keeps
Nuts stored for winter nights

The Law’s a mountain cat
That shreds your flesh to dine
The Law’s a vampire bat
That sips your blood like wine

The Law’s a chocolate cake
Set on a mountainside
And you must trick a snake
If you would eat a slice

The Law’s a mirrored maze
Where Amazons flow through
The Law is jungle haze
Where words are misconstrued

The Law is sulfur-skunk,
The stink from wall to wall
The Law is Blackstone drunk,
And Peter weeps for Paul

The Law is trademark rights
And movies imprecise
The Law is fiery heights
And melodies in ice.

The Law’s behind your back
The Law surrounds your face
The Law is “don’t come back”
The Law is “fix this place”

The Law is truth and lies,
Comedy, tragedy,
Deep mines, the bluest skies,
High plains, green hills, wide seas

The Law is poetry
When all is said and done;
The Law will set men free
And make the darkness run.

~Day Williams