. I have spent some time in Northern India and I grew up for ten years in St. Anne's parish, Jamaica. I've sat around campfires with people that's all they had was campfires, who were still willing to share the little food they had with me.
And they were happy to share that food with a stranger, and I made sure to give them food
back as soon as possible. Otherwise I would have been acting without honour. And when I see modern Canadian tanks shooting into the lands of a destitute people, I am ashamed of my country
for the first time in my life. Because we are acting without honour.
You cannot mess around with people living at a subsistence level, as are many of the people living in Afghanistan. (Watch, "Love Crimes of Kabul" and you'll see what I mean). Some of my army buddies call me a 'bleeding heart" or a "milktoast". But they smile and they're
joking when they say it. And remember, these are the guys who haven't been there yet!
And I'm a better shot than all of them - ( with one exception). The guys coming back tell a different story, and they are not quite so happy with themselves.
I spend more time in the Northern Canadian bush than I should probably admit, and the only people who can stand to spend more than a day there with me are native people. Because a lot of native people are used to the bush and they don't go crazy when they are in it. And they roll on the ground laughing when I start, "Shouting at the Birds".
They don't fall prey to that, "I'M LOST!" panic and start running back and forth until someone runs into a tree or steps through a canoe. And then you've a twelve mile "walk" with a broken leg up over rock and down through swamps, and the agony you feel... or worse - the indifference you can feel - lying still and watching every square inch of your body seethe with insects!
And you're at peace.... only you shouldn't be a peace. Because peace at such times is dangerous. Peace at such times will kill you: you'll be eaten alive.
Sometimes steps have to be taken, whether you want to or not.
We are living at a time when all the civil rights of the populace have been suspended
in Canada and the United States, in North America, once "Land of the Free", we incarcerate
more people per capita than any another country in the world.
And that was before the Patriot Act and the Anti-Terrorist Bills in both our countries.
Hell, now we can be incarcerated without trial, so watch those jails fill up! Oh, they're already full?
That's why they're building large "containment camps" - for the crowd that is sure to follow!
When the full reality of the Treason that has been perpetrated sinks into the hearts and minds and souls of the North American People, they will become so incensed that I think we might
be look at a lynchin' - like what used to happen in stories of the American West.
When people catch on that we have been screwed around, by some Fat Cats who think
they're above the law and immune to prosecuting, the military industrial complex is going to need
those mercenaries they keep hiring. But they won't be enough. And several States in the West will have to be walled off to form a big enough containment camp.
What's happening in Egypt is going to look like a kiddie hotdog picnic in the park when
it truly sinks in that we've been sold a bill of goods
I'm not blaming our troops, for they are stuck in a Bad Situation, just like we are in the populations, feeling like marks. Because it's terribly hard to fight an enemy who may not exist.
We may be fighting an enemy that exists only in some treasonous fool's imagination -
that fool being the one who made up a bedtime story for us, so we'd wake up hopping mad in the morning.
"The year 2000 will be branded in history as the 'year of the Doomed Election,' which caused millions of Americans to question themselves & suffer loss of Self Esteem for seemingly
unexplainable reasons"......"the Presidency has been corrupted and the U.S. Supreme Court.
Millions of Americans will never again be Confident that their vote will be counted in any election."
(Hunter S. Thompson, my friend all too briefly, R.I.P.)
from, "Hey, Rube"
Hunter S. Thompson
What's insulting about the obvious fraud that took place in Building 7: nobody's even bothering to make an intelligent coverup! Now that's arrogance, and what does that tell you?
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