- Because What goes around must come back around
- This is an indisputable fact of nature.
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- Every tyrannical dictatorship, every crushing Empire
and every overbearing attempt to "own" this world has always
met with the same gruesome ending.Whether it was the ancient Egyptians,
or the Greeks or the Romans or the Ming Dynasties. Neither Genghis Kahn,
Alexander the Great, the Vikings or the over four-hundred year war upon
the native population in the West; all the way down to the occupation and
genocide of the Palestinians. Not even the efforts of the latter day Nazis
nor even Stalin's purges have been able to change the world into the Martial
Madness that these freaks-of-nature are trying so hard to control, in their
current war upon humanity.
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- Looking back it is easy to see that WWI was the beginning
of this pathetic consolidation of the financiers and their war machines.
That was followed by a brief pause until WWII was hatched to finish what
they began in 1917. Afterwards there was no global peace; there was only
the continuing preparation for this final chapter that was meant to end
humanity and firmly establish a global police-state whose only goal has
always been the destruction of everything that might advance humanity while
stealing resources and life from every other nation on the face of the
earth to over-fill the global-bankers-coffers and flood the surviving communities
with millions of nameless coffins-of-the-dead which the globalists' began
this fight to insure.
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- There was also an attempt made by these traitors to
avoid the completion of the circle which Francisco Goya depicts above.
Because at the supposed end of WWII the USA saved fifty-thousand of the
worst of the worst Nazi's to use in our new Cloak & Dagger Operations
worldwide; and other nations did their best to do the same. That's why
"WWII" did not really end with the formal and unconditional surrender
of the Axis Powers. In fact that declared-ending was in reality just the
beginning of this war to take-it-all.
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- This fact has added unimaginable costs to the price that
humanity and the planet must now pay for all that death and destruction.
We allowed it to happen this way and then we kept silent about everything
we've ever done toward creating this global-police-state. So we have virtually
assured the brutality of the end that will be coming soon to a battlefield
near you!
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- The NWO want us to FEAR them without reserve and everything
they say or do is being done to accomplish that end-result. This cannot
endure because it only takes away from life and puts nothing back into
the life of the planet that is built on the natural renewal and the regeneration
of life and growth; over the death and destruction which these few have
set out to create as their own private legacy. This they believe will insure
their artificial power over every other person or otherwise-natural event
that takes place on this planet. Theirs is but an extension of their war
upon nature, upon humanity and indeed upon the entire universe which they
believe is theirs, and theirs alone to conquer!
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- The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse has always presented
the world with its basic challenges to the way humanity lives upon this
earth. Conquest, War, Famine and Death are the four things that mankind
has failed to deal with; since long before there was 'a bible.' But instead
of ending the futility of "Conquest," or ceasing to arm every
corner of the globe for "war," or even attempting to end starvation,
thirst and hunger as is now possible: We have continued to feed these ghost-riders
from the dust of history with new ways to frustrate life before death makes
its final appearance on the blood-drenched plains that we managed to fashion
in our drunken quest among the ruins for plunder, power and unending war.
(1)
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- This latest brazen grab has no future in it, anywhere
for anyone, including but especially for those that are so determined to
wage it; until there is no one left to oppose them. In the end there will
be no real jobs, no workers, no products to steal, no value attached to
anything that the remaining savages might choose to fight over-because
all that will matter in the end is food (which they have poisoned) water
which they are trying to permanently contaminate) and air which will soon
become unfit to breathe; not to mention the soil that has become a cesspool
for all the poisons and the chemical toxins which are being used to end
all life. All that is being created now is death, disease and even more
death! Only insane creatures would ever seek to own a world so totally
destroyed that it will take thousands of years for the planet to heal itself-even
if they stopped this today. And we let them do it all. Here's the template
for the entire Shadow Government; This ought to clear away some cobwebs
for you! (2)
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- We allowed them to patent life itself, for corporate
profits. Just as we have allowed them to destroy every vestige of every
law or vital human endeavor: Without which-what is living worth? Even now
as our days left-to-live are shrinking inward along with our willingness
to stand against these monsters: Still we refuse to see, or hear or speak
of these things that could begin to change everything just because we refuse
"To say the truth out loud!"
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- The entire premise for this obscenity comes from the
idea that no one can ever be allowed to think for themselves-'all of mankind
must be forcefully controlled.' That's pure bullshit!
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- In the late 50's I was sent to Guam as punishment for
assaulting an officer and for refusing an appointment to The US Air Academy,
in Colorado Springs (1959). A few months into that assignment a character
named Gruich arrived and began to make fun of our language which contained
almost nothing but profanity. He was merciless and he forced us to begin
to think! We were an Air Defense Squadron attached to a SAC base where
B-52's and B-47's were based to maintain Strategic Air Command's nuclear
deployment of a full third of that nuclear force that remained airborne
at all times all over the world-fully armed with nuclear weapons. New arrivals
to the squadron were welcomed with this little speech: "If we are
attacked your life-expectancy is eleven seconds in combat." This thought
coupled with knowing that we were stationed at the metaphorical end of
the universe and almost totally unnecessary to anything led to some rather
unusual thoughts.
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- Within a month of Gruich's arrival we had already begun
to talk about everything from soup to nuts, from women to politics, and
everything in-between. We were living in two four-man rooms divided by
a shower and toilet; there was no glass, only louvers for air. We and the
barracks were sprayed with DDT every day, to keep down the mosquitoes.
The squadron worked shifts. Three days, three swings, three midnights,
followed by three days off.
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- This played hell with our biological clocks, but it also
led to conversations unending. In my room at any given time there could
be as few as a dozen or up to thirty people crowed into the concrete rooms,
most having brought their own chairs. When not working or in town, we talked,
and talked and talked: The result was a massively broad general education
the likes of which would have been the envy of many universities (something
I didn't realize until after I came home on leave) and attended some frat
house parties at the University of Oklahoma where most of my highschool
friends went after graduation.
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- It was amazing! The college students were juniors and
yet they did not know anything about much of anything at all. They could
argue all sides of most questions but when directly confronted they had
no first hand knowledge of the topic-and no real idea of what they should
think or how they should even approach a new subject. Whereas; because
of the widely diverse people that were thrown together on this strange
hell-hole of an island; this ad-hoc system of communicating with each other
had given us something uniquely individual, by way of a real awareness
of the wider world. That experience set me up for what came next and I
haven't looked back since. It also just happened to produce a successful
mutiny that ended up dissolving the squadron; which turned the 327th Radar
Squadron of the Marianna's Air Defense Division (MADD) into just another
closed-down relic of the Cold War. "Fighting the System and Winning"
was one of the topics we kicked around daily.
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- The same thing happened here roughly thirty years later
in coffee shops and bars in San Francisco. Conversation was the real attraction
whatever liquids were being sold were secondary. People used to be jammed
into the coffee shop and if you got there after 7 am you didn't really
expect to get a seat. Smokers and non-smokers crowed the tables and the
subjects covered such a wide range of topics that one could almost say
that it was a rare day that you came away from coffee without having learned
something really interesting.
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- The participants ranged from Garbage men to office workers,
judges, lawyers, artists and writers, self-styled intellectuals, musicians,
day-laborers, the unemployed and the passionate professionals-all of them
cheek by jowl, of every color and sexual preference, many different nationalities,
all ages sizes and shapes from the exquisite to the homely; from the obese
to the anorexic: It was like a both on the midway in some traveling carnival
that just happened to be coffee house in San Francisco; and there were
several of these unassuming places at the time: In fact they were the reason
behind the beginning of their polar-opposite; the ridiculous "Starbucks"
that are now everywhere, sometimes two or three to the block.
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- Whether one was there because of writers block, or just
for a break, invariably there was always something different going on.
People then still read The New York Times, Harpers, and a whole panoply
of small papers and leaflets because those places were where the
neighborhood went to talk about their lives and their problems. The range
of opinions and ideas was something that has simply vanished from inner-city
life today.
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- But that part of life did not just die by itself: those
places were murdered in cold-blood by the forces that sought to divide
this society at every turn. Banning cigarettes began the end for the whole
idea of conversations-without end. Because suddenly it was far more important
whether you smoked or did not smoke; than what you might want to get together
to talk about. Eventually, because the secondary targets were the bars
(drinking is bad for you), and since cigarettes went with drinking for
a great many people the hope of the nanny-state-monitors was that the bars
would fail as quickly as did the coffee houses-but it took them a bit longer
to fall into the "victimhood" that was so prevalent among so
many at that time.
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- My point here is that before shrinks, before PC Behavior,
before all those that just KNOW what is best for you to do, by way of food
or drink or conversation-there were conversations-unlimited: And they were
the best answer to whatever might be bothering most of those that found
them "interesting." Now comes this most recent breath of fresh
air:
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- "The former diplomat, who is also one of the last
surviving authors of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, just shattered
publishing records in France by writing a bestselling political pamphlet
that tries to rally his countrymen round the battle cry Indignez-vous!
("Be Indignant!" or "Get Angry!")
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- His message, squeezed into a 32-page booklet with only
13 pages of text, sells for ¤3 (about $4) and calls on the French
to react and resist in order to transform society.
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- "I would like everyone - every one of us - to find
his or her own reason to cry out," Mr. Hessel writes.
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- "That is a precious gift. When something makes you
want to cry out, as I cried out against Nazism, you become a militant,
tough and committed. You become part of the great stream of history and
this stream leads us toward more justice and more freedom, but not the
uncontrolled freedom of the fox in the henhouse."
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- The pep talk, coming from a charming distinguished old
man with a track record of heroism and accomplishment, has struck a spark.
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- His reasons for indignation range from the growing gap
between the very rich and the very poor to France's treatment of illegal
immigrants, deportation of Roma, the need for a free press, a deteriorating
environment, the plight of the Palestinians and cost-cutting attacks on
the welfare system.
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- "It's true that reasons to cry out can seem less
obvious today," Mr. Hessel writes.
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- "The world appears too complex. But in this world,
there are things we should not tolerate. I say to the young, look around
you a little and you will find them. The worst of all attitudes is indifference."
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- Young people, he insists, can change society for the
better if they recapture the wartime spirit of the French resistance to
the Nazis, and use that anger to reject the "insolent, selfish"
power of money and defend the social values of modern democracy."
(3)
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- Whatever we do now we must begin to "Say it Out
Loud"!
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- kirwanstudios@sbcglobal.net
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- 1)Again & Again
- http://kirwanesque.com/politics/articles/2008/art17.htm
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- 2) The Secret Shadow Government
- http://www.apfn.org/apfn/shadow.htm
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- 3) France listens to former Resistance Spy's call to
get riled up
- http://news.nationalpost.com/2011/01/22/france-listens-
to-former-resistance-spys-call-to-get-riled-up/
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