"We were walking, I was holding my grandson's hand, then there was a loud noise and everything went white. When I opened my eyes, everybody was screaming. I was lying metres from where I had been, I was still holding my grandson's hand but the rest of him was gone. I looked around and saw pieces of bodies everywhere. I couldn't make out which part was which."How can any human being go on? Think about some of the petty things people turn into tragedies in this country, and yet our weapons routinely inflict this unspeakable suffering on innocent people. We're fighting wars and killing people because of 9/11, a crime premeditated and carried out by the intelligence world. It's beyond sick what's going on and how long it has been going on, and how many innocent people have suffered grievously because of it. All this ridiculous nonsense about trials for the "masterminds" and the "terrorists" behind these attacks. Spare us. The intelligence world plans these attacks. They are the masterminds and the terrorists. Everything else is an elaborate show for the benefit of people who refuse to get real.
When it is going to end? I just want to know before I lose my mind.
But then, I refuse to lose my mind. What good would that do? Sanity means devotion to reality at all costs. So I can't lose my mind. I must preserve it and guard it as I lay my heart on the altar instead. I must suffer the agony of knowing, of understanding, that our country is doing these horrible things to innocent people, and especially to children, as I try to imagine their agony. In a runaway corrupt world, can we make that sacrifice? Can we stop telling ourselves lies that make us feel good? Can we stop offering our minds to evil men who wish to control our thoughts? Can we more jealously guard our minds from liars while sacrificing our hearts freely to God instead?
There is a destiny that makes us brothers: None goes his way alone.
All that we send into the lives of others, comes back into our own. - Edwin Markham
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When the last boogieman fell 1990, those "godless commies" of the USSR, the MIC and Israel went into panic mode.
I remember watching a news conference with Bush Senior, and the reporter asked him about the fall of the "Evil Empire."
Hell, the way his face looked, you'd think the reporter had just told him his most favorite dog had died.
The War Pigs were in a bind and they knew it.
What threat could they use to scare the hell out of everyone and forever assure themselves of getting all of the money and weapons they needed to continue on with what they had been doing for decades?
Back then, there was a bit of hope in the air, as people started talking about a peace dividend that could be spent on health care, roads, schools, etc. instead of the bloated military.
They didn't need all of that cash, the Commies were dead.
Less than one year later, we were invading Iraq in "Operation Desert Slaughter, Part I."
Yippee, went the MIC and Israel, we've got a new boogieman, those crazed Muslims and the good news is that there's over one billion of them. Hell, we'll never run out of targets to shoot at or the need for bigger and more expensive weapons.
And to drive home our point about those bloodthristy Jihadists, we'll give you a little demonstration in New York on 9/11.
Actually you skipped a chapter, WTC 1993, which was an appetizer as it turned out.
Hadn't forgot that, just condensed the story.
Isn't it amazing how those Muzzie terrorists can put together such wonderful plots and have the intelligence to build complicated bombs, then be stupid enough to leave a paper trail a mile wide?
"Yeah, baby, take off that top and show those ta-ta's. BTW, did I tell you I'm a fanatical Muslim who can also fly jet airliners?"
"Snort some more coke? Yeah. Better down another shot of Jack too."
"Hey, mind if I leave a copy of the Koran here at this strip joint?"
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