For all our princesses, that are being hurt very badly,
by the Money New Order KISS
YOUR LOVE By Brian Evans Kiss your Love—forsake Duty—for night’s stallion bears down, On the bright mares of sunlight that jostle and clown, Fresh-eyed from lush waters--last colours their prize-- They have frolicked with tree witches all naked and wise : Magicked they lift them—their long witchy hair— Till witch-winds go-tumble witch-glistens in spray. One scared witch withered to her dried-sphagnum lair, Had schemed and composed her near human disdain, But so dark is man’s dungeon--she burst from its shame! She sang like six night birds--she rose as six moons! Her mouse cast six shadows--six fat owls scoured their bones ; How she ached for her sisters--till each found her in turn-- Become all things and no thing—our joy—and its pain; In the heart of a poet, breathes that witch girl without
name!
Sarah Palin has become a
big-business, right-wing, god-bothering, Rapture-Saint, shooter, witch-watcher, global warming
denier.
She believes in witches! George Bush visits a cult of big business types at Bohemian Grove which
prays to a god, the Owl of Bohemia. Most presidents are murky if not mad and their stuff has to be undone years
later. Their staff stay on for gods sake. http://sonic.net/~doretk/ArchiveARCHIVE/MARK%20EVANS/BohemianClub.html wooh wooh
December 01, 2009 "fff" --- President Obama has decided to up the ante in Afghanistan by acceding to his generals’
request to send an additional 34,000 troops to that beleaguered nation. What better proof that those of us who
opposed the initial invasion of Afghanistan were right? The decision to treat the 9/11 attacks as a military
problem, rather than a criminal-justice one, has turned out to be one unmitigated disaster, a disaster that
seemingly has no end.
After all, the occupation has now been going on for 8 years. Eight years of bombs,
shootings, killing, maiming, secret prisons, arbitrary arrests, torture, indefinite incarcerations, and
unrestrained power to search and seize.
And eight years of unrestrained spending on armaments, soldiers, and
weaponry.
Where has it gotten the American people? Nothing but more anger and rage against them
among Muslims all over the world, not to mention an ever-increasing mountain of debt that is sure to send America’s
currency into a free-fall.
What will those additional troops do? They will kill and maim and incarcerate and
torture people. That’s their job. Sure, they’ll call it pacifying the country, establishing law and order,
spreading democracy, and waging the war on terrorism.
Yet, as they kill, maim, torture, and incarcerate more Afghanis, at the same time
they will be producing more anger and rage against the United States among friends, relatives, and countrymen of
the victims.
Moreover, since the victims in Afghanistan are predominantly Muslim, it is inevitable
that Muslims all over the world will continue to perceive the U.S. occupation of Afghanistan (and Iraq) as a U.S.
crusade against Islam. Denials by U.S. officials will continue to fall upon deaf ears within the Muslim community.
With each new death at the hands of U.S. military personnel, the ranks of the terrorists will continue to swell,
not just in Afghanistan but all over the world.
What began as an attempt to capture or kill Osama bin Laden has morphed into an
involvement in a civil war. Those 34,000 troops aren’t being sent to Afghanistan to find bin Laden. They’re being
sent there to kill people whose regime was ousted from power eight years ago and to maintain a crooked, corrupt,
fraudulent, drug-pushing U.S. puppet regime in power.
We should also bear in mind that among the Afghanis who U.S. officials term “bad
guys” are those Afghanis who simply are resisting the illegal occupation of their country by a foreign invader and
occupier. There is a moral and just alternative to killing such people: Simply exit the country.
In fact, it would be interesting to know what percentage of Afghanis killed by the
U.S. military during the past 8 years, including those wedding parties that are bombed from time to time, had
anything to do with the 9/11 attacks. My hunch: 99.99 percent of the total number of Afghanis killed had absolutely
nothing to do with the 9/11 attacks. Of course, we don’t know how many Afghanis have been killed because U.S.
policy is to keep track only of Western casualties.
On top of all this is a simple financial fact: the longer the U.S. government
occupies Afghanistan (and Iraq), the closer to national bankruptcy America comes. The additional troops are
estimated to cost more than $30 billion dollars. That inevitably means double or triple that.
Yet, where is all that money coming from? We all know that ever since 9/11, U.S.
officials have been spending much more than what the IRS is seizing from the taxpayers. To avoid taxpayer ire,
they’ve been borrowing the difference, especially from the communist regime in China, which has become the U.S.
government’s chief foreign lender.
The pro-empire, pro-intervention crowd is taking our country down. Today, they tell
us that they’re trapped — that they have no choice — that in order to achieve “success,” they have to continue
doing the same thing they’ve done for the past 8 years. If that’s not insane, what is?
America need not fear the terrorists or even a foreign invasion. The U.S. government
is doing a fine job taking down our country all on its own.
Jacob Hornberger is founder and president of The Future of Freedom Foundation.
jhornberger @ fff.org
The Gunner's Lament
A Maori gunner lay dying In a paddyfield north of Saigon, And he said to his pakeha cobber, "I reckon I've had it, man!
'And if I could fly like a bird To my old granny's whare A truck and a winch would never drag Me back to the Army.
'A coat and a cap and a well-paid job Looked better than shovelling metal, And they told me that Te Rauparaha Would have fought in the Vietnam battle.
'On my last leave the town swung round Like a bucket full of eels. The girls liked the uniform And I liked the girls.
'Like a bullock to the abattoirs In the name of liberty They flew me with a hangover Across the Tasman Sea,
'And what I found in Vietnam Was mud and blood and fire, With the Yanks and the Reds taking turns At murdering the poor.
'And I saw the reason for it In a Viet Cong's blazing eyes - We fought for the crops of kumara And they are fighting for the rice.
'So go tell my sweetheart To get another boy Who'll cuddle her and marry her And laugh when the bugles blow,
'And tell my youngest brother He can have my shotgun To fire at the ducks on the big lagoon, But not to aim it at a man,
'And tell my granny to wear black And carry a willow leaf, Because the kid she kept from the cold Has eaten a dead man's loaf.
'And go and tell Keith Holyoake Sitting in Wellington, However long he scrubs his hands He'll never get them clean.'
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