Lately
I am so paralyzed by the truly frightening array of horrific
subjects to write about that I often cannot choose. No sooner
do I start to research one subject — say, the blatant theft of
yet another American election — when another horror — say, the
napalming of women and children in Fallujah — seizes control
of my frazzled focus.
A
frightening array, and seemingly endless. Vaccines created to
make people sick, radioactive ammunition designed to sicken
and kill our own troops, chemtrails that have left half the
country stricken with a debilitating bronchitis that never
goes away, the destruction of our Constitution by cynical
Congressional fiat, a plan to put all our schoolchildren on
prescription drugs the ingredients and consequences of which
are never fully revealed until it's too late, our brains
shredded by microwaves from cellphones, the neverending
robbery of our treasury by Israelis to support their genocide
of the people whose land they stole, and the sinister plot by
corporate giant Monsanto to kill half the world by starvation
with bioengineered seeds that produce sterile crops .... the
list of horrors inflicted upon us by corporate criminals does
not end.
And of
course the 9/11 scam, the malicious maneuver that brought
America out of the closet as a lethal menace to the whole
world. The latest news on this front is that the courageous
9/11 skeptics who have gathered all manner of irrefutable
evidence that the tragic day was undeniably an inside job have
pinned their hopes on a variety of legal actions designed to
get more people's attention, but all of these court moves have
disappeared into black holes and are most unlikely to ever see
the light of day again.
Another
triumph for the elite and their bought-off judges. The latest
disappointment returns to the scene of the crime in New York
City, where state Attorney General Eliot Spitzer, whom the
media have built up as a corporate giant killer, has been
given substantial 9/11 hoax evidence by renegade Republican
crusader for truth for Karl Schwarz.
But
today Spitzer announced his candidacy for governor of the
Empire State, further reducing the already slim chance he
would actually do anything about the revealing 9/11 evidence
he has been furnished. After all, what mainstream politician
has EVER talked about 9/11 in a constructively critical way?
They are all bonded to the malignant myths so fascistically
reinforced by mainstream media that Arab fanatics are to
blame, and that our striking out against the world with
murderous rage is perfectly justified. No way Spitzer is going
to ally himself with the 9/11 critics now, if he ever was to
begin with.
Same
deal with the other 9/11 lawsuits, Hilton's, Mariani's,
Rodrigues's. All disappeared into the corrupt courthouse swamp
of payoffs and coercions known as the American justice system.
All these principled actions will be quietly dismissed down
the road on some arcane technicality. If you're extremely
alert, you'll read about them on page 29 of your local
newspaper, in a two- or three-paragraph blurb that will never
explain what they were about in the first
place.
So ...
with this odious spectrum of ominous topics all clamoring for
attention in my shellshocked brain, it often requires some
note, letter, or e-mail from one of those noble souls on my
substantial list of correspondents to sufficiently jolt me
into writing something. Such an e-mail arrived today, from my
good friend and benefactor Duane, whose desperation about the
demonic turn in current affairs has become as bleak as my own.
It was couched as a letter to God, and concluded in this
way.
"No
offense, God," he wrote, "but maybe you should abduct some
people, enlighten them, and leave a mark or even a memory or
two. About some real deep truth. I mean DEEP. C'mon, give us a
clue. We need you. We really do need you.
"We
have people espousing what they think are 'your' views and
trying to force them on us all. And there are a lot of us who
are frightened by their self-righteousness and their pious
approach. Something doesn't seem right. Are you there? We need
a miracle."
Duane
has a good heart, and I understand where he’s coming from.
Things are so bad, the American corporate monster has become
so evil and so oblivious to arguments of conscience and
compassion, that it seems logical, in our ashamed frustration,
to hope for some miracle that would somehow right the ship of
state into concentrating on peace rather than constantly
devising new instruments and techniques for
war.
But on
the other hand, I began to realize after reading this, waiting
for a miracle is exactly what got us into trouble in the first
place.
Because
it's very likely that if we're hoping for miracles, we may not
be paying sufficient attention to the here and now — and
thinking about what certain actions actually mean. This is how
our once free country has degenerated into a corporate zombie
plundered by its own leaders.
Much in
the same way the Indians sold Manhattan to the Dutch for a
bucketful of trivial trinkets, we abdicate our responsibility
for controlling the events that shape our lives in exchange
either for cash, which we then spend on our own kind of
trinkets, or for some nebulous blessings in the spiritual
sphere, which have never been known to have any effects at all
on events in the real world.
Oh
sure, in our frustration with this nasty assembly line of
current events in which murder and lies have become the norm
rather than the exception, it’s easy to throw up our hands and
beg for a miracle. This is just a simple expression of
frustrated hope.
But on
a deeper level, if we wait for miracles, we guarantee the
miracle we seek will not happen. Because the problem that
needs fixing with a miracle, whatever it is, will never be
fixed until we fix it ourselves. That is the real message in
wishing for a miracle. The realization that our fate, whether
we know it or not, is in our own hands.
Put it
this way. You know how people say, “The truth will all come
out in the wash?”
This
statement is untrue, demonstrably so. On most occasions,
particularly having to do with political assassinations or the
real causes of wars, the truth absolutely never comes out.
This is the lesson that keeps the power brokers devising and
conducting new and more heinous schemes to fleece the stupid
populace. They never get caught. Ever.
Think
about it. We never solved the assassination of Lincoln, for
God’s sake. John Wilkes Booth, according to some, lived out
his life on a plush estate in Europe after doing Abe because
he printed his own money. Or how about Zachary Taylor? Damn
few people even know he was a president, never mind that he
WAS assassinated, felled by poisoned strawberries, a gift from
bankers who opposed his principled stand against private
banks.
Every
president who was ever assassinated spoke of the government
wresting control of the currency from the international
bankers shortly before his demise. Check it out. Taylor,
Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley, Kennedy.
Then
take a look at more recent debacles: Waco, Ruby Ridge,
Oklahoma City, Flight 800, Wellstone, 9/11. How about the 2004
election? No, the truth does not always come out in the wash.
In fact, it never does. Probably the best, most astonishing
story in this category is about World War Two. Who wanted war
and who didn’t? Do you think you know?
It’s a
great opportunity to gauge the level of your own brainwashing
that I’m offering you.
And
now, with the world in disarray, with the possibility of
solving some problems totally distorted by corporate media
which refuse to provide honest, objective accountings of the
problems that beset us, with politicians claiming they are
representatives of God killing MILLIONS of people — including
the very soldiers who are fighting FOR them .... hoping for a
miracle is the surest way to make sure these problems are
never solved.
The
miracle you seek assures your inaction. The real miracle would
be if people were to suddenly awaken and really do something
about the lies that are being told. But as history shows so
clearly and so tragically, this is another miracle that will
never happen. And waiting for it is the surest way to make
sure it won’t.
Of
course, the biggest miracle of all is also the biggest lie,
that Jesus rose again from the dead. This so-called miracle
provides the template and the conditioning for all these other
lies to be accepted. The lie that America is trying to spread
democracy throughout the world by stifling the truth about
what it’s really doing and snuffing out the lives of all those
who simply want their own freedom is directly tied into the
myth that Jesus rose again from the dead.
Just
listen to the evangelicals if you don’t believe me. Listen to
your alleged president. Or worse, listen to the “civilized”
Protestants who say, oh, those fools like Bush and Falwell not
really Christians, and, in the same ways Jews attempt to
distance themselves from Zionists to avoid responsibility for
the carnage in Gaza, deny the unsavory fact that Bush and
Falwell ARE in fact the real Christians, following their
bloody Old Testament orders with that characteristic
retributive hatred flaming from their eyes.
If you
believe the legend of Christ’s sacrifice then you believe that
he told you to accept authority. It follows then that you also
believe the legend that Bush talks to Jesus, and the history
of hundreds of millions of pagan corpses sacrificed to this
same lie should clearly show you what it really means. The
miracle of Christianity is not eternal life, it’s mass
murder.
Thus is
America a Christian nation following the dictates of its
messiah. Let the innocent keep dying as the world is bathed in
blood. And wishing for an intervention by Jesus becomes
extremely problematic.
The
miracle, you see, is a lie, and if you’re waiting for it, the
only thing you guarantee is that the carnage will
continue.
On the
other hand, if you have courage — real courage, not the kind
they bribe you with in the holy books — you do have the
ability to work the real miracle all by
yourself.
The
basic lie that everybody tells themselves is very, very
simple. The most terrible truth of all that everyone struggles
to ignore is that we die, and that fundamentally delusional
behavior affects everything that we do. That thought,
debilitating though it is, must preface every action you take
in life, because, in fact, it does.
This is
the real enlightenment, and most of the most enlightened
people in the world refuse to comprehend it. We are only here
for an instant, and we have but one chance to make things
right. We invent all these fantasies to convince ourselves
that we don't die, and in pursuit of those fantasies, continue
to destroy everything on this earth, including ourselves.
Precious few people have the courage to see this, but
if we don't — and soon — the human species is finished, an
evolutionary dead end consumed by its own fear.
And now
you have some idea of the miracle we really need. No one else
can save us, and in fact, we cannot save ourselves. But what
we can do — and must — is to use our little interlude of time
in existence to be conscious of our predicament and
demonstrate our compassion to try to alleviate the fear of
others. No other course really makes sense, as the glint in
the eyes of those you love will tell you, every time. In this
life, a little kindness is all that is
required.
Just
this little bit will be enough to stop the random killing.
From there, a real future is possible.
Look
into your hands, palms up. Study the lines and the air that
circulates above them. You are looking at the real miracle. It
is in your hands, and mine. It is the only way to stop the
madness.
The
miracle you seek is only a mirage unless you make it happen
yourself. I know this sounds all too smarmy and New Agey to be
believed, especially in the face of the military monster that
casts its lethal shadow over all our lives, but let me stress
there is no mystery to solving the problems of the world, and
there is no need to hope for a miracle.
It is
only a matter of numbers, of people acting honestly with
conscience. And if you choose to believe in a benevolent
creator, don’t you think it’s time for you to help rescue his
reputation from all these fools in black cassocks who continue
to support all this needless killing in his
name?
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