A Guantanamo Bay military tribunal on Thursday delivered a verdict of guilty in JAG’s case against former Moderna maniac Melissa J. Moore, the creature that lobbied the FDA to approve the mRNA-1273 clot shot despite knowing it had killed and sickened trial participants and would have a high mortality rate once administered to the general population.
As reported, Moore, fittingly called the “mRNA Queen,” was arrested in Massachusetts last month and taken to a military processing center for intake and interrogation. A GITMO source told Real Raw News that JAG had appointed a junior lawyer to represent Moore during questioning and that he advised his client to cooperate fully, to name her associates, and to sign a written confession. Moore refused and instead doubled down on remarks once made to her former employer, the late Stéphane Bancel: “History will eventually report that human guinea pigs are necessary to advance revolutionary medicine.” She had asserted her innocence, saying science would extol her research as “necessary to the survival of humanity.”
The three officers JAG had empaneled to weigh evidence looked upon Moore with disgust as Vice Admiral Darse E. Crandall opened the proceedings by showing them the syringe Moore had tried to jab herself with at the time of her arrest. A chemical trace analysis, he said, revealed the needle held a fatal dose of hydrogen cyanide, once the agent of judicial executions in some U.S. states. Adm. Crandall also displayed a comprehensive blood panel taken after Moore’s arrest.
“Detainee More wasn’t vaccinated. Didn’t have the courage to take her own vaccine. But would’ve self-administered a painful death to avoid capture. These are not the actions of an innocent person,” said Adm. Crandall.
“I don’t know where that came from. I thought it was my insulin,” Moore barked as her JAG-appointed lawyer cautioned her to stay silent.
“So, detainee Moore, you expect this commission to believe that there you were, getting tackled by two JAG investigators, and you suddenly decided that was a good time to reach into your purse for insulin? Is that what you expect this panel to believe, detainee Moore?” Adm. Crandall asked.
“I honestly don’t care what they believe,” Moore responded.
“Well, you should; your life is on the line, as was theirs,” said Adm. Crandall as he laid on the defense table photographs of Bancel and Walensky swinging from the rope.
“I’m unconvinced, and for all I know, this is one big PsyOp to test my loyalty,” Moore said.
Adm. Crandall and the defense attorney assured her the tribunal was not a psychological operation.
The admiral then showed the panel a typewritten, hand-signed note Moore had sent to Bancel on January 21, 2020, one day after the CDC reported Covid had reached the U.S. and long before Moderna officially began Phase I clinical trials.
Adm. Crandall read aloud: “We lost fifty this week, more than I anticipated, but those people are like vermin, like rats. There’s a limitless pool of homeless to pick from, and because they won’t be missed, there’s no liability, no guilt. We are doing society a favor that will save lives…”
He opined that Moore and Moderna had clandestinely experimented on society’s forgotten demographic before continuing with FDA-sanctioned trials.
“God only knows what those poor people had shot into their veins,” Adm. Crandall said. “We know that’s your signature, confirmed by handwriting analysis.”
Moore started speaking, but her lawyer finished her sentence. “My client is a medical professional who signed tens of thousands of documents throughout the tenure of her esteemed scientific career. This note you say is evidence could’ve been written by anyone, and signed by Melissa Moore without her reading it.”
“If that’s her answer, her mendacity amazes me, and I’ve heard it all,” Adm. Crandall said. “If you’d instruct your client to answer why she isn’t vaccinated, we’d appreciate it. She is a 300lb diabetic with a history of atrial fibrillation. As for comorbidities, she has them all. By her standards, she’s the quintessential example of who needs vaccines and boosters. Why hasn’t she?”
As Moore spoke, her lawyer threw up his hands in resignation.
“Because, yes, our vaccine may cause side effects in an insignificant percentage of people. And I’m too important to take that risk until my work is done,” she belted out.
“What work is that?” asked Adm. Crandall.
“Saving lives,” Moore said.
“Is that what you did to the homeless you plucked off the streets and jabbed?” asked Adm. Crandall.
Moore bellowed laughter. “There was no plucking. They were not kidnapped. We found them at shelters, on the streets, and offered them a once in a lifetime chance to help science. We paid them $100 each. We have signed medical release forms from all of them.”
“Can you produce those forms?” the admiral asked. “May we see them?”
“No, you may not,” Moore snapped. “You should thank me, not sit in judgment. How can you compare the deaths of a few thousand homeless—meth addicts, the mentally ill, alcoholics—that live in a chronic state of degeneracy, to the lives of billions of productive people. Am I happy some died? No. Do I regret advancing science? No. If I had to, I’d do it all again exactly the same way. That’s my answer.”
The panel told Admiral Crandall it had heard enough to reach a verdict: guilty.
“You can destroy me, but you can’t destroy my legacy,” Moore said as two MPs escorted her from the courtroom.
Admiral Crandall said Moore will be hanged on September 18.