'Someone's coming to get me': Terrified phone-hacking whistleblower feared for his life before he was found dead

I'd say it's a 95% chance that he was murdered so he wouldn't talk or give testimony anymore against Murdoch, Coulson or even more, Cameron, also perhaps as a warning to others. There is a 5% chance he died of natural causes just at the moment he was in the center of a giant.....a giant what? A giant CONSPIRACY! That's right folks, they do exist.

From The Daily Mail

The man who launched the entire phone hacking scandal had become a paranoid recluse who believed someone was out to get him, a friend has revealed.
Sean Hoare, who was found dead at his flat in Watford, Hertfordshire, yesterday, had spent much of the last weeks of his life 'hiding' in his flat with the curtains drawn.
Last night a friend and neighbour claimed Mr Hoare, 47, had become increasingly reclusive and paranoid in recent weeks.
‘He would talk about someone from the Government coming to get him,' he said.
'He’d say to me, “If anyone comes by, don’t say I’m in”.


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Schwarzenegger, Murdoch Give Keynote Speeches At The Bohemian Grove; The New York Times Shields Power Elite

From Prison Planet.


California Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger is to make a keynote address this evening before the Annual Bohemian Club secret gathering – a lifetime achievement for a man who has long been groomed for power by the globalist elite...

And for the bit about the New York Times:

The New York Times is the only mainstream news source to have covered the Grove this year, with the usual sardonic whitewash piece that ridicules anyone who has reservations or questions regarding the weird rituals that the robed attendees engage in:

“…the requisite summer-camp assembly of robed men, a 40-foot concrete owl, and a body burned in effigy (conspiracy theorists note: it is not a real body)… no, conspiracy theorists, the owl does not represent a demonic idol or any potato-chip concern.”

Oh I see, it’s not a real body, that’s perfectly normal then – after all, who doesn’t sneak out into the woods in a black robe and burn human effigies with their friends. every once in a while?