The Real Insurrection: Capitol Narco Cartel List
12/10/2025 — In an explosive act of defection, Venezuela's former spy chief Hugo
Carvajal has exposed the U.S. Senate as a narco-terrorist cartel, naming 48 senators
from both parties who allegedly received millions from dictator Nicolás Maduro.
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Fun Fact: the FBI under George W. Bush initiated an investigation into Jeffrey Epstein in 2006, dubbed Operation Leap Year, after Palm Beach police uncovered allegations of him paying underage girls for sex. The probe identified over 30 victims and evidence of interstate trafficking. Obama took office in 2008 . Epstein's plea deal, also in 2008 granted immunity to co-conspirators and avoided harsher federal scrutiny.
The case was dropped because it linked to many of his high roller donors to it.
KENNEDY AND RUBIO UNLEASH THE MIDNIGHT INDICTMENT FROM BATON ROUGE: “62 COUNTS UNSEALED – BARACK OBAMA CHARGED WITH TREASON, MASSIVE FRAUD, AND CONSPIRACY AGAINST THE NATION – THE LONG NIGHT OF IMPUNITY ENDS”
Baton Rouge, Louisiana — The Hour of Reckoning
The Louisiana State Capitol stood sentinel under a heavy December sky, its towering spire a silent spear against the humid dark. Inside the vast rotunda, shadows swallowed the murals of bayous and justice, leaving only echoes of footsteps on marble. A single, unforgiving spotlight burned in the center, illuminating the bronze likeness of Huey Long his knowing gaze fixed on the two men who had come to finish what others had only whispered.
No press pool. No live audience. Just one stationary camera, one microphone, and the weight of history pressing down like Gulf humidity.
Senator John Neely Kennedy stepped into the light first, crimson bow tie stark against midnight black, the same tie he wore the day he swore his first oath. Beside him, Senator Marco Rubio eyes forged in the crucible of exile and resolve stood like a blade unsheathed.
Kennedy’s voice rolled out slow and low, the Louisiana cadence that can soothe or condemn with equal ease. Tonight it condemned.
“My fellow Americans,
At midnight tonight, a federal grand jury in the District of Columbia unsealed an indictment four years in the making.
Sixty-two felony counts.
Racketeering. Wire fraud. Espionage Act violations. Conspiracy to defraud the United States. Willful retention and transmission of national defense information. Money laundering on a scale that staggers the imagination.
The defendant named on the first page: Barack Hussein Obama, former President of the United States.
United States Marshals are, at this very moment, executing the warrant at his residence in Washington. They will not be turned away.
These charges were not written in partisan ink.
They were written by ordinary citizens teachers, veterans, nurses, mechanics who sat in secret for months, reviewing wire transfers that vanished into island vaults, encrypted communications routed through foreign servers, foundation ledgers that never balanced, and classified documents that somehow found their way into private hands.
What they found was not policy disagreement.
It was betrayal dressed as benevolence.
It was the systematic looting of public trust, the bartering of American secrets, the construction of a shadow empire built on deception and offshore billions.
Some will call this revenge.
It is not.
It is consequence.
The judges who signed the seals were appointed across administrations. The investigators followed evidence, not orders. The grand jurors voted their consciences, not their party.
Tonight there will be no dramatic chase, no tearful farewell on the South Lawn.
Only the quiet, methodical work of law enforcement officers doing what the Constitution demands when no one else will.
A knock at the door.
A reading of rights.
The soft, final click of handcuffs.
That sound will travel farther than any speech ever could.”
Rubio stepped forward, his voice clear and unflinching:
“For too long, one set of rules applied to the powerful, another to everyone else.
Tonight, that ends.
The law has finally caught up to the man who believed himself beyond it.
This is not the destruction of a legacy.
It is the restoration of accountability.”
He placed a steady hand on Kennedy’s shoulder. The two men turned and walked back into the darkness without another word.
The spotlight cut out at exactly 12:00:00 a.m.
The feed ended in silence.
Within minutes, the 147-page indictment appeared on the federal court docket cold, clinical, devastating.
By 12:05, helicopters circled Kalorama.
By 12:10, #ObamaIndicted dominated every platform in every language.
No cheers rang through the rotunda.
No fists were raised in triumph.
Only the measured retreat of two senators across ancient marble footsteps echoing like the closing of a long-overdue ledger.
Outside, the Louisiana night held its breath.
Somewhere in the distant cypress, an old owl called once, then fell silent.
History did not roar tonight.
It simply, at long last, spoke the truth.
And the nation listened.
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