New World Order Rising Book 3

Ten years have passed. The war goes on. The 5-state coalition of citizen militias hold the line. Book 2 saw Aunt Dani, Militia member, Rory, and an unnamed Militia member, all get killed. In war people get killed, we can hope not too many of the good people, but they do anyway. Book 3 will see two more character deaths. No need to name them now.
In my war, Vietnam, over 50,000 young men and women were killed. A quick check online lists 58,220. I just called Vietnam “my” war. It was only in the sense that I was in the navy at the time and my submarine on patrol sailed close enough so that I could see land, tropical jungle and a waterfall. I wondered how a war–or anything bad–could be happening in such a beautiful place.
Five close friends/neighbors/relatives did go to war there, one Marine, the rest Army. One was killed. One later committed suicide after he got home. The other three, likely, were forever changed. Another friend went to the Air Force and worked (highly classified) in Thailand, helping plan bombing runs on the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Another friend also went to the Navy (he and I have not discussed what we saw or did.) A brother-in-law joined the navy at the end of WWII. Some time after my discharge a nephew also joined the Navy. Another nephew joined the National Guard about then. An uncle served in Korea. I guess I could go on and on, but won’t. We all have veterans for friends and family.
In my books it hurts me to create a character, fall in love with her/him, and then have to “kill” her/him in order to move the story along. In one of my earlier books “The Bellwether” my dad read, and said to me “Why’d you kill Jacqueline?” He didn’t like it. But, “I had to, Dad.” (I didn’t explain to him “why” I had to. At the time I was so new to writing that I didn’t KNOW “why.”) My dad read several of my early books. We lost him in 1996. I think about him every day, and miss him every day. He and I were friends—”buddies” as he said once. So many good memories of him. I don’t mean to leave my mother out. I miss her too, but my relationship with her was not the same.
Eventually in this 6-book series I will kill my favorite character. I never write (or rarely even think about writing) unless I’m sitting at the computer. One day while driving the scene just came to me where I killed my favorite character. I actually cried. Tears actually flowed. I didn’t write anything down while driving, but the moment I got home I did, and the tears flowed again, and again, and again while editing. I must have fallen in love with my creation. I’m alone in the world so I can believe that. Sorry I can’t/won’t name the character here, but as you go along I think it will become clear who my favorite is.
About editing one’s writing. After finishing a novel or short story—whatever—I will edit until I find no mistakes, which can mean 10-15 times, up to 10,000 words for a short story, and 234,000 words for such as “The Bellwether.” I’ve worked with other beginning authors who say, “But can’t you edit too much?” My answer, “I edit until I find no mistakes.” By that I mean, misspellings, missing commas, periods, just little things, and believe me, readers will see your mistakes. I think these other young authors mistake editing for re-writing, in which I agree: one can re-write to death. In reading these other writers’ works their “uncorrected” mistakes stand out like very sore thumbs. When I see that too many times our relationship ends. If they won’t fix their work then I can’t help them.
Sorry, been getting off track.
In Book 3 ten years have passed.
Six-book series available at Amazon, $2.99 digital, $15.00 paperback. Click on the cover for a free-read right here.

Carter, 57, is now Militia Leader under his daughter, Chantal, 37. Jocelyn is now a warrior, a graceful, strong, and sinuous seventeen-year-old, joined at the hip with Carter as his lieutenant, aide, and protector, always battle-ready. Dodie is now a vibrant and beautiful sixteen-year-old, nearly a perfect picture of her mother, Chantal, and—as we will see—also, a warrior. She escapes her abductors and fights her way across the Mediterranean, the Atlantic, Occupied America, and gets home to witness a mass wedding (including her mother marrying a stranger) and see that Jocelyn has taken her place with her mother and grandpa.
Think of it–you have just fought your way across several thousand miles of unfriendly country, paying for your passage the only way possible, the only way a young girl with no money CAN. You get home–what you have dreamed of for ten long years–and see someone else in YOUR place!
So what would you do? Dodie doesn’t even think about it. She attacks!
After ten years of battles with mostly the cyborg-like super soldiers, we will soon see that the super soldiers are no longer so cyborgish-like, except the ones fresh out of hibernation.
At the end of this Book 3 the militia battles an overwhelming force of United Nations soldiers and forces the militia into their ONE retreat.

New World Order Rising Book 2


Little six-year-old Dodie is gone and barely mentioned in Book 2. Carter and daughter, Chantal, are both devastated, but a little seven-year-old girl, Jocelyn, has joined them. She captures Carter’s heart immediately, and with no malice intended begins replacing Dodie.
The cover of Book 2 shows a young girl appearing to be trying to escape what likely is a pedophile. The girl on the cover represents Jocelyn who has lived with the Illuminati all the life she remembers. Carter is certain the young girl needs counseling but of course he feels wholly inadequate to counsel her himself…until one day Jocelyn asks him to sleep by her (because others have) which, he didn’t, but, later, took her on horseback into the pasture where he got her to speak and describe how the pedophilic, Satanic, Illuminati, treated her.
New World Order Rising” has become a 6-book series, Book 2 subtitled “The New Civil War.”
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After rescuing Chantal and leaving the Satanist Illuminati sacrifice camp, first stop is Beth Friday’s house in Maston, Kansas, for cleaning up, collecting supplies, more armament, and re-grouping, then setting out for the 1500-mile return-trip to Carter’s sister’s farm in east central North Dakota. In every town they will see the black-uniformed police dragging civilians from their homes and National Guard officers carrying clipboards likely listing gun-owners.
Luckily, Carter, with his load of seven women (4 young girls, plus Beth, Noni, daughter, Chantal) plus little Jocelyn, gets stopped only twice, but the black uniforms are everywhere. Carter has been gone from North Dakota like a week and is having trouble comprehending so much change could take place so quickly.
But that’s how it could happen, folks. We don’t like to think of our government turning on us, but if HRC had gotten elected…well, my book could be coming true right now. Governments have been turning on their people from the beginning of time. Recently think Nazi Germany, Communist Soviet Union, Pol Pot’s Cambodia, Castro’s Cuba, Venezuela disappearing before our eyes, much of Western Europe, Canada, Australia, due to the worldwide Muslim invasion…the list goes on. All it takes is a tyrant taking control, like Obama, Trudeau, der fuhrer Merkel–Yes, the list goes on.
True God-fearing Americans will never allow the DNC viewpoint to take over our good country (even though we DID allow it for eight years under Obama.) We can thank God HRC was NOT elected, but the Illuminati, the shadow government, the Deep State—all the elements of the left—still have plenty of power.
(Not too long before the election in 2016 I wrote a 10,000-word short story, “America Gets Her First Woman President.” Should have gotten it published a year before the election rather than just days, for it didn’t get much attention, but DID get good reviews. I also put it out as free at a writing website, and OMG did I get screamed at by one reader…so I guess I got HIS attention.)
Available at Amazon: $0.99, just 10,000 words, too short for a paperback.

For the sake of fiction and my book, after the mass shooting that took place at the end of Book 1, the left got its way, the registration of all guns began happening and the confiscation began immediately. But still they moved too slowly, evidently didn’t realize or accept the deep red color of the states in the hinterland, which closed their borders quickly thanks to the many militias that had been forming—openly—for years.
After another week of travel, when Carter gets home he will find his baby sister has become a militia leader in North Dakota, part of a five-state coalition including South Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, and parts of Nebraska, Utah, and even blue Colorado. His sister’s farm soon basically becomes the frontline. The bigger cities of eastern North Dakota—way too close to blue Minnesota—fall nearly immediately, which means Interstate 29 becomes the MAIN frontline between the good and evil forces.
The main enemy is the cyborg-like super soldiers and the black-uniformed police (same/same entities.) Where did so many come from so quickly? Speculation includes artificially-created cyborgs, other-worldly aliens, under-worldly demons, Etc., none of which are true. Think of how long the Illuminati have been planning world takeover. Some say all the way back to Babylon. Could be. Nobody knows for sure. Now think of the many missing children, not just in OUR time but in all time. Harley Maxwell gives a pretty good rendition of how the children–all the way to young adulthood–are trained in Book 1, but what to do with them until they’re needed? Over hundreds of years these Satanist Illuminati have managed to capture a good many so-called missing children. So, again, what to do with them? Can’t just have’em sittin’ around gettin’ fat, or worse, deciding to rebel.
Answer: drug-induced Hibernation, only for longer than one winter. With today’s drugs (including at least the last 50 years) who knows what can be attained? What about earlier, before the many drugs of today? So the Illuminati had to experiment. They had the money and hired the very best and smartest people. Remember, native peoples had been around long before the world began getting “civilized,” so the native people experimented also to get what they wanted. So when Illuminati money appeared even the native people could be corrupted.
Also, folks, please remember, this is fiction, which needs a bit of leeway.
In Book 2 our militia will have their first two battles with the cyborg-like super soldiers. In the second battle Carter will be seriously wounded with a super soldier heading his way, but little 7-year-old Jocelyn (who he taught to shoot the day before) will grab Carter’s small ankle pistol and save his life.
At some point the so-called evil forces will become the Blue Helmets of the Islamic-run United Nations (see Book 3, the next blog post) and Muslims (see Book 4, the following post) both of which will—unknowingly—become just expendable pawns for the new world order elitists.

New World Order Rising Book 1

Just days after Barack Hussein Obama got re-elected I began thinking about this book. During Obama’s first administration I actually–online only–supported him, with comments like, “He IS the president, guys.” At that time I still hadn’t accepted he was a Muslim. Not sure when I accepted the Muslim thing, but once I did my politics changed overnight.
A short time after his re-election came the false flag Sandy Hook mass shooting. Then began weeks and months of research into conspiracy theories, many of which are fast-becoming conspiracy facts.
“New World Order Rising” has become a 6-book series, Book 1 subtitled “The Abduction.”
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Carter Banks, 47, is the main POV character in Books 1, 2 & 3.
Like most Americans poor Carter thought all he had to do was cast his vote, and they would take care of it…whoever the hell they is. A good question. Also, like too many Americans, he is nonpolitical. First one party runs things (likely for 8 years) and then the other party runs things, also, likely for 8 years. (Some people decide to go with one party—more on one party later.) That’s the way it’s always been, and, it seems to have worked.
It didn’t, but most of us didn’t notice. Including me.
My dear late dad, though, he stuck with the republicans all the way, until I asked him to vote for Bill Clinton. Did he? I don’t know. He did once mention he had made just ONE mistake in his life voting for the president.
Likely Bill Clinton.
Lord how we try to learn…some of us. The left and the right have divided pretty much down the center, no longer much moderation anywhere. We have the so-called Hillary-named Deplorables (proud to be one) on the right (not including the many rinos [republicans in name only]) (Please don’t spell it rhinos–give our few remaining rhinoceroses a bad name–thank you!) and on the left we have not only the bonafide corrupt left but the entire democratic party. These many democrat voters are mostly not “bad” people but they live in a dreamworld that their party is still the party of JFK. If they vote the democratic ticket (whether they are good people or bad, by default they ARE voting for the left, even though most good democrats have no idea what the “left” is. Mention the “left” to them they look at you like a deer in the headlights.
WTF is the “left?” Try to explain and that “deer-in-the-headlights look remains.
Sorry, folks, but the democratic party died right along with JFK (actually long before JFK, but that’s another story.) Many/maybe most of my friends grew up thinking that the republicans were a bunch of mean old White men. I don’t remember thinking that but I do remember the rumblings from others that such was true. Even after JFK, I, too, held to the belief that the democrats were my party…until Al Gore.
Him becoming president just did not sit well with me. At the time, I didn’t even know for certain why I felt that way but I changed overnight and have not gone back. I still wonder WTF I was thinking to stay with the democrats so long. The appearance of the computer, the internet, and access to anything one wants to know helped my change, immensely.
But please don’t buy into thinking one can believe everything one sees online. Online can be just as misleading as the Mainstream Media. You MUST pick and choose carefully the trustworthy sites for your news.
To get back to poor Carter Banks, all his life he has been nonpolitical, has even moved back-and-forth between parties, picking who he thought was the best man or woman for the government position. But when his daughter and granddaughter got abducted that began to change. Not that politics had anything to do—directly—with the abduction, One could say he just began to see the world a bit differently.  He knew about abductions, that they happened—but they happened to other people and would never happen to him.
But it did.
Inaction by law enforcement sent him nearly immediately to old friend, ex-army intelligence Harley Maxwell. Carter had heard the word, Illuminati, but that’s all. They meant nothing to him. His friend would soon have him mostly convinced the Illuminati not only paid for the abduction of his loved ones but more importantly why.
Both Chantal, Carter’s 27-year-old daughter, and Dodie, his six-year-old granddaughter, were “unlucky” enough to be born with rich black hair and dark blue eyes, what some men consider the most fair of women and will pay great amounts of money for.
So begins a lecture of how the Illuminati operate and a 2000-mile (following a phone signal) trip to the New Mexico desert and an Illuminati Satanist sacrifice camp.
Carter Banks, I hate to tell you this, bud, but, “Welcome to the New World Order.”


As the characters appeared in this book and began to grow…well, they soon took over the story. Luckily, my fingers were able to keep up. Secondary characters, Beth and Noni, soon appear, and–near the end–Jocelyn, who–in my mind–will eventually take over the whole story.
Beth, 40s, a past friend of Harley, provides guidance and weapons.
Noni, late-twenties, also unlucky enough to be born with black hair and blue eyes, has lived with the Illuminati her entire life.
Jocelyn, 7, is helped by Chantal, later saved by Carter, and a mutual adoption happens. This little girl manages to slip into the heart of every other character…except for one.


On December 14, 2012 came that False Flag Sandy Hook Shooting, which then required a subplot and a new character (Whit Malcolm, already on psychotropic drugs) which led straight to the Illuminati and their quest for world domination. More false flag mass shootings would be necessary in order to cause the disarmament of the American Patriots: the contemporary Minutemen. (Poor Whit is chosen to perform the worst mass shooting in American history next to Wounded Knee.)


So far—at least in the nonfictional world—mass shootings have NOT worked for the left.
But with their many paid minions they keep trying.
One last word, in the book itself I never mention republicans/democrats, only conservatives/liberals.
About the one-party-always people: NOT a good idea. There are good men and women on both sides. If their party starts going awry nobody—including the politicians—notices. It’s best to pay at least a bit of attention to politics, and READ about their plans. My opinion right now (January, 2019) dissolve the entire DNC, then split the GOP into two parties, start again and hope for the best.
As Ray Thomas (June 26, 2009) says on the cover of his book, “Pay attention to politics! Politics will pay attention to you.” (I thought that quote [at least a variation of it] arrived long before Thomas’s book in 2009.) I could be wrong.

Day(s) the World Began to Change

The world (not just me) began to “seriously” change in 2008. (First inkling began for me in 2006, but the REAL change of course came September 11, 2001.)
I will never forget President Bush (with Muslims standing behind him) when he said, “Islam is a religion of peace.” I still like the young Bush, but as I keep learning about the family–his brother, his father (George H.W. Bush)–and their “connections” to globalism…will also never forget when H.W. Bush mentioned–closely after rescuing Kuwait–“the New World Order.” That was the first time I’d heard those words.
Then, as the election approached in 2008: more words:
“He’s a Muslim,” my very conservative neighbor said sometime before the election in 2008. I don’t remember my response, probably something like, “What? How could that be? How could a Muslim get anywhere near being elected as our president?” (And now I wonder, how did he know so early, so long before I finally figured it out?)
Something that needs to be added right here and now, John McCain (not necessarily including Sarah Palin) Romney, and Ryan—since we have gotten to know those three better—would have been much worse for the country. We should thank God that Obama got in, to truly begin waking us up to the worldwide Islamic threat and invasion.
In my last job I worked with several Muslims. I didn’t consider them bad people. Not at all. And the normal everyday Muslim is NOT a bad person—it’s the Islamic Leadership keeping a billion and a half people in ideological slavery. One special Muslim friend was from Somalia. We were good friends and he appreciated my help with his learning English. Then his brother arrived, possibly straight from Somalia. One day in the breakroom, from “way across” the room I noticed him not just seeing me but looking at me with what I saw as HATE in his eyes.
I don’t know. I didn’t ask him. But I think THAT moment “began” to wake me up. Also, in that crew, I became very friendly with a young Muslim woman, even considered a possible relationship with her. Didn’t happen, thank God. Looking back (about 2006) I now wonder—after she got her orders from Islamic leadership—if she would have cut my throat in my sleep.
Time went on.
In my next job, one day I was working inside a cluster of four women. They were salivating about how each was planning to vote for Obama. (At least publicly [who knows what they really thought.]) Then the discussion got to me. I looked very carefully at them and said, “I’m not voting for him.” I received four angry looks but none said a word.
I didn’t last much longer at that job.
Now the question arises, did they vote for him because he was Black? Back in those days the Muslim question had not yet really arisen. So if they did vote for him the reason likely was because he was Black. They and much of the rest of the country likely wanted to prove they were NOT racist. Today I have learned from many friends that “Yes,” they voted for him…BOTH times, but now have awakened. One woman friend—who voted for him twice—even likened him to the Antichrist. Myself, I stuck with not voting for him, and during much of his first term I even supported him, saying to friends online (Facebook) “He IS the president, guys.”
Then 2012 happened, Obama was re-elected and he began showing his true colors—oh, yes, and False Flag Sandy Hook happened and the gun control issue exploded.
I changed overnight.
Today, six years later, I sometimes exhaust myself online trying to help spread the word not only about the threat by Islam but just WTF is going on in America and the world.
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This photo does not exactly match the content of this post, but, hey, what better photo than a sunrise?
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Who is the Ideal Person I Hope Will Want to Read My Posts?

These days I’ve began working on re-awakening my blog. (I’m even taking a 14-day short course from WordPress.) For a few months blogging has been easy. I’ve just been re-blogging Ann Corcoran’s “Refugee Resettlement Watch” site, was even beginning to see a readership. But Ann is taking a break, which kinda left me high and dry, as they say.
My new material will be mostly on the same line as hers. The new world order, the worldwide muslim invasion, globalism, the islamic-run UN’s Agenda 21/2030, Etc. Basically I will try to deal with the elitist agenda of no borders and a one world government. These subjects are all interconnected. For instance, the muslims are nothing but pawns for the new world order people.
The elitists are nothing if not patient. Their agenda has been in the works so long that it will be nothing for them to keep waiting. We are hearing more about it now thanks to the high tech internet, and many of the so-called conspiracy theories are quickly becoming conspiracy fact, and more people are becoming informed. For right now it appears to be a race: will we (the sensible people) halt the elitists, or will the elitists kill 90% of us and enslave the rest for elitist care in the new gated communities?
Getting back to who do I want to attract…?
My Answer: men and women, boys and girls, let’s say 12 years old and up to the top. In other words nearly everyone. Conservatives will probably/mostly like my work. Liberals probably will not, but I hope to attract a few anyway.
So what is my work, my writing, about?
Politics. The left right now is a powerhouse, not that they have a lot of people, but the people they DO have are BRAINWASHED and willing to do just about anything to get what is wanted. The word is out that troublemakers like antifa are paid. I fully suspect they are. We (the world) have a few billionaires that desperately want a new world order, open borders, and migrants flooding into the First World from the Third World.
The billionaires would love to have the Kalergi Plan in full swing throughout the civilized world, especially America–America MUST fall, or the globalists will never get their way.
The Kalergi Plan is meant to replace White people with a darker and less intelligent race. As the elitist agenda moves along that “new race” will be easier for the elitists to handle. It’s happening right now, especially in the so-called civilized nations of Western Europe.
The transition from White to dark won’t take long, one or two generations at most.The elite WANT those gated communities and lust to be cared for by the human slaves remaining after the world’s largest mass killing comes to an end.
For the invading Muslims (called “refugees”) there will one day be a major surprise for them when they discover that, yes, they were only pawns in the Big Picture.
Russia is having nothing to do with the elitists, and neither are most other nations once under the thumb of the gone Soviet Union. Poland, Hungary, The Czech Republic, Slovakia, the four nations known as the Visegrad Group, are also having nothing to do with it, which probably is irritating the hell out the elitists’ plans.
About the suffering of the Third World, I agree: many Third Worlders do not have much, but that is not the fault of the First World.
The fault lies with the leaders of the Third World. Too many are tyrannical dictators who create stupid laws, charge humongous taxes, and starve their people, so why wouldn’t the common people want to leave, to escape a guaranteed cruel and empty life? Sorry, but that is not the fault of the First World either. When a country has a loser for a leader who likely cheated to get to his/her position, then the people need to rise up and choose a new leader, one who has proven being a “good” guy/girl. Yes, there are some (many!) even in the Third World. But the lesser leaders among the common people must find them.
One more thing: the Third World needs to get a handle on their populations: if you can’t afford to feed your children then stop having so many.
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As for my chosen featured image, Bill Gates is a billionaire and I suspect a member of the open border-globalist bunch. So not a favorite person (of mine) however, I’m pretty sure he shines for the low-info liberal/progressive/leftist bunch. (I wanted a pic of Bill Gates right here but don’t know where or how to get it. (Oh yeah, they HAVE to be free.) Maybe something I will learn along the line somewhere. So, what better pic to replace Bill than a sunrise?
So, who do I hope to attract to my blog…well, of course anybody is welcome to come and read, but I guess if I have my druthers I would hope to attract conservatives, in other words, those people who are working every day trying to preserve our good nation:
Related to this first “re-awakening” post, in the near future I will also be sharing posts of my books.
Thanks for reading!

Who I am and why I’m here

My name is James W. Nelson, Indie-author

“indie” BTW means independent.
Before the internet, publishers had all the power. That’s not to say I would never be interested in going the traditional route, I would. But, from past experience I know that the people working for those publishers will try to get you to change and change what you’ve written until you won’t recognize your own work as your work.jim photo
But, my options remain open for discussion.
In the so-called “old days” publishers controlled not only what was published, but more importantly, what the public was allowed to read. That’s not the case anymore. Anybody can write and publish anything they want. Of course just because anybody can do that does not mean it is all good reading.
There’s plenty of…”questionable” material out there. That’s why we have brains, to read until we know whether we like, or dislike, what we’re reading. My books are self-published and guaranteed.
Oral communication has never been my strong point—OMG, I was so blank with the girls when I was growing up. I definitely did not get the one I wanted, and ended up never getting married…which is NOT a bad thing.
I have always wanted to communicate, so, eventually turned to writing, and reading. My very first book read (about the third grade) “The Chisel-tooth Tribe,” and I don’t remember one thing about it, except that it had great pictures of the many, many, species of rodents.
My first actual writing was a short journal during my 4-year hitch in the navy but those words have never been seen by anyone but me. A rich memory though, in 2010, I produced my memoirs, Dying to Live, available at Amazon. ($2.99 digital–$12.00 paperback)

Blogging came shortly thereafter. I needed to get my feelings out. (This is my new site with WordPress.) Letters-to-the-editor in the past have helped, but today political correctness somewhat (actually quite a bit) restrains. In blogging I can say exactly what I want and can easily police myself.
Future blog posts will sometimes describe my novels, but very often my opinion, mostly on the darkness going on in America and the world today.
The theme above is entitled “Hemingway Revisited,” not that I’m comparing myself to Hemingway.

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