Thursday, October 03, 2013

"Contraception" is Murder, August 3, 2013 11-10


formerly, Abortion is Murder, and, before that, skyp

(stop killing young  people)


August 3, 2013,  Vol. 11   No. 10

PO Box 7424, Reading, PA 19603

Phone, 484-706-4375


Circulation, 240

Editor, John Dunkle


  “Contraception” is Murder, a weak, pathetic response to baby murder, is sent out at least once a month.  If the gestapo hasn’t jailed you yet for defending the innocent realistically, you either have to tell me you want it or go to the website.  Emails are free but snail-mail is free only for PFCs, two grand for others.


  I think we can all agree there is nothing peaceful, nonviolent, or prolife about letting innocent children be killed. So I believe we should examine every legitimate means, including force, in our attempt to protect children from being tortured to death. I want to hear from people who’ve been forceful and from those who defend them. I’d also like to hear from those who oppose the prolife use of force and call it violence.


Prisoners  For  Christ: 


1.         Curell, Benjamin D., (out on bail)

2.         Evans, Paul Ross 83230-180,  FCI, PO Box 1500, El Reno, OK 73036

3.         Griffin, Michael 310249, BRCF, 5914 Jeff Atles Rd., Milton, FL 32583-00000

4.         Grady, Francis 11656-089, USP Terre Haute, PO Box 33, Terre Haute, IN 47808

5.         Holt, Gregory 129616   Varner Supermax, PO Box 600, Grady, AR 71644-0600    

6.         Kopp, James 11761-055,  USP Canaan, P.O. Box 300, Waymart, PA 18472 

7.         Roeder, Scott 65192  PO Box 2, Lansing, Kansas 66043

8.         Rogers, Bobby Joe 21292-017, USP Beaumont,  PO Box 26050, Beaumont, TX 77720

9.         Rudolph, Eric 18282-058  US Pen. Max,  Box 8500, Florence  CO 81226-8500

10.       Shannon, Rachelle 59755-065, FCI Waseca, Unit A,  P.O. Box 1731, Waseca, MN 56093   

11.       Waagner, Clayton Lee 17258-039, USP, P.O. Box 1000, Lewisburg  PA 17837



Dear John, When I was a kid, the Brady Bunch was a big thing on television, back in the 1970s. My aunt, who is a couple of years older than I am, lived in Southern California, and her dad, my granddad, took her to see the Brady Bunch being taped in front of a live audience. I didn't know it was taped and thought she was really lucky to see them.
  "Wow, you got to see the Brady Bunch, what was it like," I asked.
  She said it was good, but that it took a long time because between each scene they took a break for the crew to set up. I kind of had to wonder what could be so bad about that. But for a moment my aunt wasn't sure if I was old enough to know the details. Then she explained that each time they took a break, all of the kids would sit in a row of director's chairs up on stage with their names on them in front of the audience. They acted like the audience didn't exist and they would immediately light up cigarettes each time they took a break, smoking constantly over and over again.
  "And they all smoked," she said, "even the little one, Cindy." And each time, as soon as they sat down and started up smoking again, they would talk cynically about what they could do to improve their parts. Then they would go back to acting like the Brady Bunch as soon as they started taping again.
  My aunt made a smoking symbol with her hand to imitate Peter Brady, the middle of the three boys, who really annoyed her. She said he would make a cynical face as he talked about improving his lines, blowing cynical puffs of smoke in the air like he was obsessed with the quality of his acting.
  I have a sneaky suspicion our media personalities are a lot like the Brady Bunch. And the reason why they support abortion, or at least keep us in the dark about it, is that child homicide covers for the sexual imbecility of the news room.
  I guess this is true of our nation as a whole. Without abortion, Americans do not know how to maintain appearances like the Brady Bunch.
  But between the scenes, the girls seated in a row of chairs are waiting for Dr. Gosnell to call their number, so they can go back out on stage again.
  Even the little one.
  Such is life in America today.

                                        Sincerely, Cal



  Hi John ... I know I haven't written in a while, but I haven't really had much to say to you. We are on opposite sides of the philosophical ocean and highly unlikely to meet.  Now that you think contraception is a sin, I can only thank God I'm post-menopausal.

  I'm not a religious person, but I'm pretty sure there is an ultimate Truth upon which we could agree. As much as I disagree with you and your followers, and how misguided I believe you are, I am fairly certain you come from a place of love, and that's always a good start.

  Emails, I love them.


  Jim Kopp sort of reviews Abandoned by Dr. Monica Migliorino Miller: 

  Full disclosure I: I met Monica at the NY OR rescues of 1988 when a bunch of people nationwide all got together in one place to show strength, which was Randall Terry’s expansion of John Ryan's and John Cavanaugh-O’Keefe's  idea from before then -- some mills we shut all day just by sitting down. Where do 1500 people sit? Wherever they want.

  We played footsie with the NYPD by pretending to board trains going in the direction of one mill, but then hopping off and quickly switching trains to another. This played havoc with the surface street disposition of their troops. No one has ever put that much thought into strategy since then, except the Chicago and CA blitzes. Scheidler and Cal Number One (not the HI Cal) in IL and SF are past masters at this stuff.

  Monica is a quiet, sincere, humble, soft-spoken total brainiac, and a thinker as well. Not all brainiacs are thinkers. Since NY she got a PhD at Marquette and now teaches theology in Michigan at an RC college.

  When I found out that last bit, I was reminded of Kirk Douglas' line about his son: “If I'd've known he was going to grow up to be such a big-shot, I'd've treated him better when he was a kid.”

  Reading this book was an absolute blessing for two reasons: it showed a totally different side of Monica, working tirelessly and sacrificing for the babies and moms, unseen and unnoticed in Milwaukee.

  Also, it affirmed the Thomistic principle with her own blood sweat and tears: she exhausted lesser means. More on this in a second.

  Readers of this august journal will be familiar with what I mean by that, but they still have absolutely no idea how hard Monica worked to save babies in Wl. For this reason and a hundred others, I offer absolutely no criticism of her or anything she's done or not done, though some armchair bloggers at this site could be tempted to do so.

  To them I say clearly: do not criticize this woman until you have done one percent of all the stuff she just did in, say, one year. Talk about exhausting lesser means! I'm exhausted just reading the stuff and (until I read this book) some might say of me that I'm too intense. Well, excuuuuuuuse me! Read this book.

  The prissy morons who write garbage like Wrath of Angels, from the secular perspective, will never cease from describing prolife work from the secular vantage point which presupposes that all prolifers are frustrated political operatives who have decided to carry on what they would describe as “politics by other means.” (I forget. Was this Clausewitz? Frederick the Great? I can't remember.)

  Such hopelessly clueless morons base this presupposition, in turn, upon the preceding one, that there exists some Modernistic separation between church and state, as if some such dichotomy is Biblical or something. Having made that distinction, and having  defined the decapitation of a child the size of your hand as being a “political” problem, then... well, all us prolifers are just frustrated down-and-out Republicans who are unhappy with the polls. Get it? To them, child murder will always be a theoretical quantum, like the concept of whether people liked Reagan or FDR. Get it?

  It would never occur to these Modern invincibly ignorant ignoramuses that murder is murder, especially of a child. The prolife movement, whatever that is, has utterly failed to try to understand this dichotomy of feeling. Joe Stalin said one death is a tragedy, and a million deaths are a statistic. To the Modern man, child dismemberment will always be viewed as a statistic, such as the number of people who want prayer in schools.

  Full Disclosure II: Near the end of the book, Monica describes a written private exchange between herself and Paul Hill wherein she pleads with him to reconsider Thomistic force (not her words, of course.).

  Readers of this blog will be painfully familiar with the details of any number of discussions like this, so I will not recount it here.

  But I even knew the exact moment in the dialogue, before I read it, when Paul would ask her, "Do you have any kids?" Yes, it was that predictable.  At one point Monica is overcome by her bookishness and seems to understand the ad hoc Thomism, though.

  I asked Joan Andrews the same question in regards to less-forceful sabotage in 1986. She changed her answer to the question about sabotage after her own daughter was born, and as this crowd knows, she bravely swore herself in at my trial and testified on behalf of the babies and Thomistic force. Privately Joan made it clear to me that part of her conversion transcended seeing the face of her first child. She also realized that previously she had held a private esthetic as to the idea of force. Too awful, too bloody. Well, who can blame her for this? As readers here know, I've always said the alternative is worse:  By effectively bystanding, we cooperate with the blood of child decapitation, “non-violence” is incredibly violent. It is a luxury of the effete, a sin of omission.

  It's either/or. How nice it would have been if Gandhi stuff would stop killing, but we now know for a fact it ain’t so, personal esthetics be damned.

  This was GKC's point in my Thomism essay of 2009 (see archives here).   Which listed a healthy list of theologians in favor, directly or indirectly, of Thomistic force, including B16, JPII, Dr. Raphael Waters from Niagara Falls who intervened with the judge on my behalf, Germaine Grisez (Emmitsville), H.E. Austin Vaughn, Frs. Carieton, Pearson, and the Defenders of Life signatories, such as Prs. Bray, Trewhella (Milwaukee), Holman, etc.


  If there's one person in the world that I'm inclined to give a pass to (not my brief, but, still: inclination) its Monica and the handful of her pals who paid their dues. The real dues, not the ALL and RTL dues.

  If everyone who calls himself prolife (including bloggers here) did one percent of all the stuff she did, there would be no need for higher levels of Thomistic force --

Dumpster-diving to find bodies of children thrown in the trash, Massive carefully arranged funerals for them, carefully typeset-matched stickers with CPC phone numbers to stick over AB mill advertisements on the El, tracking down a Stericycle prototype and exposing them to the media, massive baby-funeral Masses, the thoughtfulness of it all, the (almost) first rescues with Joe, jail time, witnessing to hookers in there, receiving civil court attacks, resisting nasty DA's on their own turfs, prayerfulness about all this... Monica invented or developed all this stuff back in the 70's when jcoke (O’Keefe), and Joan, and definitely RT, and certainly the rest of us were all sleeping, or nodding our heads to the rhythm of the old Shield of Roses/RTL mantra, or just not even on the horizon.

  IT breaks my heart that now, I get breathless newsletters and stories about Survivors who are so excited to say they've just discovered this or that technique, say, street theatre, as if 600+ stunk/burned mills and the better-known resisted MDs just never happened. Creepy, huh? Like some Stepford Twilight Zone time warp. Its heartbreaking.

  Reason Number 7,562 why I'll never criticize Monica for her anti-Hill position is that, even if she does this, her life work edifies the Thomistic principle, even if she doesn't see it exactly that way in terms of rhetoric. Her strongest rhetoric is not the words, but her actions.

  Bring me criticism of Thomistic force, from someone who has “left it all in the field” like Monica.

  Gently I might make the point I did at the start of this review: “she exhausted lesser means,” a crucial and necessary part of the four prongs required for Thomistic force, even if only as you rush across a street to push a slow octogenarian out of the way to drag a stranger's kid out from in front of an advancing truck:

1 .   exhaust lesser means;

2.   proportionate  “quantum” of force to fix the immediate problem, no more;

3.   apply force close to the problem;

4.   avoid non-babykillers.


  Why can't we just let Monica be Monica? By her life and witness, and this book, she will advance holy Thomism, like it or not. I can't help but remember Robert Pearson's analogy, the founder of CPCs, who used them so wisely he shut strings of mills just with CPCs alone. He said we are like the branches of the military. Each one thinks it is tops; Marines, Army, Air Force, Navy.

  Monica rejects Paul Hill's level of Thomistic force, but advances the lower levels of Thomistic force intrinsically embedded in the deception of telephone stickers, and the undoubted force, though smaller, of say, rescue.

  Rescue is force, just a smaller amount. Even rescue requires Thomistic moral theology.

  Why?   Because, if not, the private-property-is-god obsessors (Republicans?) would be right when they said back then, that rescue, even Gandhian, rescue, is wrong, since it involves a de facto deprival of private property rights even if only for a short time. In this skewed logic, Republicans sound like 80's Teddy Kennedy, who said even if AB was wrong, now it’s Bay Stater business, and business is business. We can't put these poor people out of work, can we? Well, it got his niece the ambassadorship, so, don't complain.


  To say you believe that the best way to stop child dismemberment is by Gandhian means, or, if you want to call it non-violent Christian self-sacrifice, is like saying you'd like a gold Cadillac. You'd like everyone to drink a coke and live in peace and harmony. You’d like the whole world to be painted in Smurf tones and we can all live in little cottages. It’s a nice idea.  Those with their names on the masthead of this blog wish it could be true, in a way that people living “in the world” cannot even understand. The only problem with this idea is that if you then go on to say that’s the only way it can be, it has the direct effect of condemning today's child to death. Bullies get emboldened.

Having said all this... these next words therefore are not directed at Monica, nor anyone active in CPC/sidewalk/rescue work.


**** Begin Dutch Uncle ****

We are in a permanent state of everyone not doing his or her job. It means that Gandhi stuff alone coulda, shoulda, woulda worked if all had pulled their weight, say, jumping off from NY or Atlanta in '88. Or, NY in 1968, one of the first lock-and-chain rescues.

  But they obviously did not, and it’s not the babies' fault. Therefore a smaller number of people must jump in and do the right thing at a more intense level, due to the pointed and chronic absence of the slackers.

  The current permanent status quo of 99% failure rate is unacceptable to children, and therefore the Living God Who looks out for them (“You did it to Me.”)

  Babies don't feel rhetoric, speeches, and fund-raising dinners. They only feel disarticulation as the result of failed Gandhiism --- prolife policies which are designed to protect corporate model prolifers, not children.

**** End Dutch Uncle *****


  Please read the above "Dutch Uncle" section over. Then, read it again. Tattoo it on your forehead. Better to enter Heaven with tattoos, than Hell without them.


  To Monica and the currently active CPC/sidewalk/rescue crowd: God Bless You. Thank you for exhausting lesser means.


  To everyone else: “Stop being so judgmental!” no doubt you will cry.

  Listen. You and I will be judged soon enough. By the real Judge, not some lame pansy-ass Supreme Court fake judge.

  But between now and then: I am not afraid of your power on earth, you, and your supreme court pals you love so much and dote over.

  But if I do not warn you, you will die in sin, and the Lord will hold me accountable.


  To the Greasy Grace/Sloppy Agape Pietists and Quietists I say: "A life saved by grace has good works in it." J. Vernon McGee, no friend to Catholics.(See, Mart's Pietism stuff).

  Repent. Be found busy today  doing the work the Master expects His servants to be busy at today.

  Repent. Believe the Good News. Get to work. And for God's sake, shut up (Luke 4:35).

   ... good. Now. Hear that? Now that you are quiet, you can hear it too. That is the sound of children screaming, the sound Jesus hears all day long. Your “praising” and “worshipping” does not drown it out in His Ears.

  Behold, I tell you a mystery ... the trumpet shall sound. In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye. Real quick-like. Get it?


Whom have you so dreaded and feared [the IRS? The FBI?],                \

That you have been false to Me?

And have neither remembered Me

Nor pondered this in your hearts?


Is it because I have long been silent

That you do not fear Me?


I will expose your righteousness and your works

And they will not benefit you.

When you cry out for help

Let your collection of idols [corporate model prolife ministries] save you.


The wind will carry all of them off

A mere breath will blow them away.


But the man who makes Me his refuge

Will inherit the land and possess My holy mountain


Isaiah 57,  Job 38:2


P.S.  Get a copy of this book, if for no one else, to quietly give to that cantankerous uncle who tortures you at Thanksgiving and Christmas for your “anti-choice” beliefs.  He will read the book.  He will shut up.  (St. Benedict Press)




  Cathy Ramey’s essay she wrote about the time Babykiller Bart was terminated continues:

  In news articles sent out across the country they point to the man laying in his pool of blood, inflaming a population against those opposed to killing innocent Unborn children.
  ”Every abortion opponent has had a part in the death of Slepian,” so they say. And they may be right. After all, by expressing an alternative 2000-year-old Christian worldview in a postmodern culture, these Christians have indeed suggested that Barnett Slepian is himself a Class-A killer.
  We all understand that serial murderers have forfeited the right to feel safe. Had a bullet stopped a man like Jeffrey Dahmer before he took that second or ninth life, few would have shed a tear or expressed outrage. With rare exception—the killing of a Black, a Jew, or an Unborn—stopping murder has never been judged harshly. It has been viewed as necessary and not an evil at all. But suddenly society is told that sympathies are ill-directed at the Unborn victim. Now it is the one who kills—the abortionist—we are mandated to mourn. We're all asked to act a little crazy.
  Bart Slepian too weighed in on the debate in this letter he wrote to the Buffalo News:

  They can proudly display their “Abortion Kills Children” bumper stickers on their automobile bumpers, and, of course, contribute to the cost of the billboards the claim, ”Abortion Kills Children.”  Every year thousands of them form the “Life Chain” with the same message repeated over and over, printed on hand-held signs . . . But please don't feign surprise, dismay or certainly not innocence when a more volatile, less-restrained member of the group decides to react to their inflammatory rhetoric by shooting an abortion provider. They all share the blame.

  Bart Slepian—were he able to roll over and address the nation from his grave—might be saying, "I told you so." As it is, he lays six-feet under ground and any smugness he may have felt has given way to decay.

  But what about the speech this serial abortionist would reduce down to "inflammatory rhetoric"?
  Unborn babies unearthed from dumpsters, sent off into the sewers by means of high powered garbage disposal units, and couriered to pathology and tissue labs testify to the fact that the passion over aborting babies is more than political bombast. There is a great evil taking place and arguably the bullet that flew forth on Friday, October 23 merely reigned in a small part of the terror.
  It all depends on one's worldview.
  Apparently no Unborn babies died at the Buffalo GYN Women's Services facility on Saturday, October 24.
Under a biblical worldview it is the innocent Unborn—not those like Slepian—whose protection is commanded. Stopping a killer—if defending innocent human life against such a monster was the goal—is considered nothing short of heroic when it means losing your own (Rom. 5:7).
  Instead, all of the forces of government and hell are put in place to protect those who kill babies in the name of "terminating a woman's pregnancy."  Some even argue very reasonably that it is the government and the abortion lobby themselves who ought to be blamed for making a man like Bart Slepian into a cold gray corpse. After all, civil protest, picketing, sit-ins, prayer vigils and the like have been squashed under the weight of judicial authority propelled by an abortion lobby bent on removing all public disapproval of the sacrament of abortion.
  In a culture that has effectively adopted abortion as a basic right, a fierce competition ensues.
  Ultimately every industry becomes subtly linked with blood. Publishers crank out books extolling abortion zealots as heroes for women and suggesting that great conspiracies and deceptions drive the opposing team.
Reporters wishing to work their way up into book deals puppet the abortion-party line.  Non-profit groups become blood-soaked by soliciting and distributing contributions among those like Planned Parenthood who steer the abortion train. Roofers drive nails into "clinic" roofs in an effort to keep occupants warm and dry, lest business be disrupted by a leak. Fire fighters waste precious water when flames threaten one of these temples. Couriers, without a shudder of horror, transport macerated infant bodies in freeze-dried containers. Neither snow nor ice nor blood will keep the mailman from delivering to an abortion facility.
Shoppers lay down their dollars at department stores whose corporate owners contribute hundreds of thousands of dollars to the so-called "right to choose" to murder an Unborn baby.
  It takes every available industry to make abortion work and by hitching to the train all of society bears the guilt of blood not their own. The faint pink stain of blood touches all, including the Church which tolerates pretenders like a Metropolitan Community Church pastor in Livonia, Michigan who prayed for those "who preach hatred and who fail to see [that] the violence of
their words leads to violence of action."
  His point was that Christianity's rejection of sins like homosexuality and abortion are all but to blame for any force or act of “crime” against those who engage in such risky and reprehensible behavior.
  Engaging individuals and industry in the cause of killing is important. It helps to establish the "us versus them" idea; after all, those who keep the abortion-train on track must justify themselves.
  Here it is important that the Church be herded into line so that Her participants—members of the Body—are shunned or otherwise encouraged toward silence and toleration of abortion. Pro-life trials often lack the active support of the family of Christ as leaders take a "wait and see" attitude, as though a jury vote or a judge's decision will ultimately define the morality of one's protest.
  Increasingly the line between active participant in abortion, active supporter, tolerant fool and cowardly Christian becomes blurred. It is easy to spot a non-conformist when all of society locks in step with killing and it is here that the fiercest competition arises today.




  I’ve never posted any Patrick Buchanan stuff before but this one is just too good not to.  He titles it “Weiner and Spitzer – Now More Than Ever”:


  “Progressivism leads inevitably to utter irrationality and eventually political, as well as moral, chaos.”


  So writes editor R.V. Young in the summer issue of Modern Age, the journal of which Russell Kirk was founding editor.

  The magazine arrived with the latest post from our cultural capital, where the front-runner in the mayoral race, Anthony Weiner, aka Carlos Danger, has been caught again “sexting” photos of his privates, this time to a 22-year-old woman.

  That broke it for the New York Times:

  “The serially evasive Mr. Weiner should take his marital troubles and personal compulsions out of the public eye, away from cameras, off the Web and out of the race for mayor of New York City.”


  And Weiner’s conduct does seem weird, creepy, crazy.  But it was not illegal. And as it was between consenting adults, was it immoral – by the standards of modern liberalism?

  In 1973, the “Humanist Manifesto II,” a moral foundation for much of American law, declared: “The many varieties of sexual exploration should not in themselves be considered ‘evil.’ … Individuals should be permitted to express their sexual proclivities and pursue their lifestyles as they desire.”

  Is this not what Anthony was up to? Why, then, the indignation?

  Consider how far we are along the path that liberalism equates with social and moral progress. Ronald Reagan was the first and is the only divorced and remarried man elected president.

  But the front-runner in the New York mayor’s race today quit Congress as a serial texter of lewd photos to anonymous women. The front-runner in the city comptroller’s race was “Client No. 9″ in the prostitution ring of the convicted madam who is running against him.

Weiner’s strongest challenger for mayor is a lesbian about to marry another lesbian. The sitting mayor and governor are divorced and living with women not their wives. The former mayor’s second wife had to go to court to stop his girlfriend from showing up at Gracie Mansion.

  Weiner looks like a mainstream liberal.


  On cable channels we hear cries that Weiner is “mentally sick.” Ex-colleague Rep. Jerrold Nadler says Weiner needs “psychiatric help.”

  Whoa, Jerry. Up to 1973, the American Psychiatric Association said homosexuality was a mental disorder. The APA now regrets that. And why is Weiner’s private sexting a sign of mental illness when kids all over America are engaged in the same thing every day?

  Are we, possibly, a mentally and morally sick society?

  Thirty years ago, homosexual acts were crimes. The Supreme Court has since discovered sodomy to be a constitutional right. State courts are discovering another new right – of homosexuals to marry. To call homosexuality unnatural, immoral or a mental disorder will soon constitute a hate crime in America.

  Once we cast aside morality rooted in religion – as the “Humanist Manifesto II” insists we do – who draws the line on what is tolerable in the new dispensation?

  Upon what moral ground do we stand to deny a man many wives, should he wish to leave behind many children, and the wives all consent to the arrangement? Biblically and historically, polygamy was more acceptable than homosexuality.   The second is now a constitutional right. Why not the first?

  Are we not indeed headed “inevitably to utter irrationality and eventually political, as well as moral, chaos”?

  Mayor Rudy Giuliani and Sen. Hillary Clinton marched in gay pride parades with the North American Man/Boy Love Association. Anyone doubt that NAMBLA will one day succeed in having the age of consent for sex between men and boys dropped into the middle or low teens?

  The federal Food and Drug Administration has approved over-the-counter sales of birth control pills to 11-year-old girls. High schools have been handing out condoms, pills and patches to students for years.

  If sex among teenagers is natural and normal, and homosexual sex is natural and normal, upon what moral ground does liberalism stand to deny teens the right to consensual sex with the men and women they love?

  Is denying this not age discrimination? What liberal can be for that?

  Years ago, Dr. Judith Reisman exposed the fraud of Dr. Alfred Kinsey. The only way Kinsey could have gathered the data for his “Sexual Behavior and the Human Male,” on how children and even infants supposedly enjoy and benefit from sex, is by interviewing perverts and child abusers, or conducting the perversions themselves. Yet, sex with sub-teens is surely on some future progressive agenda.

  One suspects the Times does not really have any moral objection to what Weiner is up to on his cellphone.   It just does not want the city it celebrates as America’s citadel of progressivism to be made a staple

of late night comedians – and a running joke for the rest of us out here in Cracker Country.

  However, as America needs to see where progressivism is leading what we used to call God’s country, perhaps it might be well if New York came out of the closet by electing the ticket of Carlos Danger and Client No. 9.

  To borrow a political slogan from ’72 : “Weiner & Spitzer – Now More Than Ever!”




  Don’t worry, guys,  Melvin & Maud will continue in the next issue.  I just had to make room for Paddy.




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  Ask the non-feds how they may receive money – check, money order, etc. It varies by state.




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