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Amid Genocide Games Tale of UN Selling Out Uighurs And UNSC Failing Under Mona Juul With Epstein Links

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  LITERARY UN GATE, Feb 7 -- In the run-up to the Genocide Games a journalist had been fired by a US-based media company, the story went. Why? Because she was a Uighur.

She said they had been ordered to fire her by China, the host of the event. The case seemed too perfect, certainly to the decarcelatory Criminal Justice Act lawyer Gul had first approached, and who in turn told Kurt.

So Kurt took the tale to another lawyer, his friend Michael Randall Long.   They met in Long's office over the Ali Baba fruit stand, just down Worth Street from the SDNY courthouse. It had snowed and Long's office was cold.  

   "The windows are old," Long told Kurt apologetically.  

    "Hey, I'm cold even in the Press Room," Kurt said. It was true. The last few nights as he worked on the PACER terminal, writing up the cases beyond the hype of US v. Avenatti and Sarah Palin v. NYT, he had put on his old suit jacket from defunct Moe Ginsberg that he left hung up in the press room, along with others'.   

    Kurt told Long what he knew about the case, and Long's answer was typically energetic or naive.  "A lawsuit would take a long time," Long said. "I think we might be able to get her job back by taking her up to the United Nations and making some noise. Don't they have a Human Right Commission or something?"   

   Kurt laughed. "It's called the Human Rights Council, and it's in Geneva. Anyway China has a seat on it, and they pretty much back up dictators all over the world. Hell, they fired a lady I know because she blew the whistle on them giving the names of Chinese dissidents to Beijing. One of them got killed."  

   Long shook his head. "So the Security Council, then," he said. "They meet in New York, I see 'em sometimes on TV. Aren't they taking about Ukraine these days? And the US is a big player, right?" 

    "The US has a permanent seat," Kurt said. "But so does China. And Russia, so they haven't accomplished anything on Ukraine if you've noticed." 


   "I saw something about the Administration bragging about getting a meeting, and then some Ambassadors standing in front of flags with a lady from Norway reading a statement," Long said.  

  Kurt laughed. "That's Mona Juul, as head of the Security Council. And she refused my questions about taking a loan from Jeffrey Epstein. [See here, and book here.]

"Like I said, and sang, the UN is corrupt. But be my guest, try to take the case up there. Just, there is no 'We' on this. I can't even get into the building, since Guterres had been in charge. You take her up there, and send a press release how it goes. Only, send me the press release first. A half hour heads up is all I need." 

  "Sounds like a plan," Long said. They arranged for Gul to come to his office above Ali Baba later in the day, and Long started researching how to get into the UN. He wasn't on the banned list that Kurt was. At least not yet. #GenocideGamesofGuterres.

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    File first, ask questions later. That was one of Michael Russell Long's maxims. It made some sense in Federal court, where the right to amend was liberally granted, at least once. But Long had no idea how to file at the UN, or where.

So he and Gul headed up to the UN on the 4 train from Foley Square, two stops on the express to Grand Central then four blocks East to the Glass House.  

 As they walked down the Isaiah stairs on 43rd Street, the 39 floor slab was glinting like a knife in the winter sun.

"This UN never did anything for the Uighurs," Gul told him as they passed a felafel truck already firing up for the day. "And in the five years, under this guy from Portugal, and the lady from Chile in Geneva, even worse. But maybe you can find the right people."  

  Long has signed them up for two tourist passes, twenty dollars each. Like a museum, Long had remarked. Or a whorehouse. They waited on line at 46th Street, and flashed the passes when they got to the front of the line.  

 "Passport?" a guard in white shirt who came over asked.  

   Long asked, "Why?"  

 "Only for her," the guard said. "You stay out of it." 

   "I'm her lawyer," Long said.   

 "Ooh," the guard said patronizingly. "Wait here." As he walked away the guard muttered, "You must be veeery important."  

  "Don't worry, Gul, this will just take a minute," Long told her.  A man in a suit came back over. He smiled but has a prepared question: "Of which UN member state are you a citizen?" he asked.  

 "Excuse me?" Long said. He searched his brain for a come-back. "Do you mean if we're from the Cooks Islands we can't come in and look around that, uh, Parliament of man?"  

  The suited man smiled again. "So," he said, "Taiwan, I take it. Province of China. Chinese Taipei as the IOC puts it." 

  Gul put her hand on Long's arm. "No, I have a Chinese passport," she said. "It's expired but I have a Chinese passport." They had refused to renew it, at the consulate on 35th Street, when they'd locked her parents up in a concentration camp outside Urumqi.   

"Then how did you fly here?" the suited man asked. 

   "I live here," Gul said. "I have a work visa." She paused. "I'm a refugee. The UN is supposed to help me."   

Someone, another guard it seemed, laughed. "Not necessarily," the suited man said. More here #GenocideGamesOfGuterres


 

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Follow-up to Belt and Roadkill: Genocide Games of Guterres.

From January 21, 2022: UNSG Antonio Guterres:  This visit to the Olympics is not a political visit. We consider that the Olympic Games are an extremely important manifestation in today's world of the possibility of unity, of the possibility of mutual respect, of the possibility of cooperation, of peoples of different cultures, of different religions, of different ethnicities. And this is more important than ever when we see xenophobia, when we see racism, when we see white supremacy, when we see anti‑Semitism, when we see anti‑Muslim hatred proliferating all over the world... That is the reason why I am going to the Olympic Games. And it has nothing to do with my opinions about the different policies that take place in the People's Republic of China.      

 Spokesman Dujarric:  Okay, sir, I think you're then off the hook.  

 Will Guterres be taking his Deputy Amina J. Mohammed, supportive of the killing and targeted detentions perpetrated by Buhari of Nigeria? See, Identity Thieves - and, forthcoming, Genocide Games of Guterres. For now, Belt and Roadkill.   

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