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My Army of 1

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Zoroaster [OP]

2003-11-11 11:57 | User Profile

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My Army of 1

Denise Rich - pardoned fugitive financiers Marc Rich and Pincus Green? Indicted in 1983 in an oil trading scheme & were among 140 individuals pardoned by former president Bill Clinton in the waning hours of his term.

I’m trying to regain my composure. It’s been a half hour. No luck. I still find myself fantasizing headlines of mass murder of random targets… all of them Jews.

No. I can’t say that on the internet. I’ll get a visit. So I travel back out onto the patio – survey the golden leaves falling from my apricot tree, and try to stop the tears.

The emotional health of my days, these days, seems proportionate to my distance from American media. I’m very much alone in my own country now. I was never a dedicated boomer so I completely missed the 60’s revolt. I never saw much merit in John or Oko, Three Dog Night, or even Elizabeth Taylor. I couldn’t have picked Janice Joplin out of a line-up. I was never a member of my generation – and I’m 56.

No one I knew died or even went to Vietnam. It’s as though the whole sixties thing went right past me while I tried to make enough money to get to college. I have always lived in and around money, but my family didn’t attach much importance to its chase. We were comfortable, and free to explore the world.

So I never really ‘railed against the machine’ with the others. I was too busy navigating its parts, looking for an opportunity to support myself, while I listened to Artie Shaw, Glenn Miller, and Jo Stafford on the phonograph. I went into business to finance college - then found out I only wanted college to learn about philosophy, tennis, photography, and pottery.

There were no degrees for what I wanted to learn. I came to school at 26 in a little Mercedes, and I remember thinking to myself – these kids are here so they can have a Mercedes, and I went into business to pay for college and now drive a Mercedes to school.

Life is a real pisser. I keep finding things out on the wrong end of the event. And I am very much alone here. I don’t belong with the rest of you.

But back to the mass murders that keep boiling up in my imaginations….

I haven’t been writing much lately – and the reason is because I’m a political writer. I’m a political animal but I don’t much like the forest they live in -- nor any of the other forest creatures.

So I immerse myself in the world of my extended family – none of whom are particularly interested in politics or world events. A dancer’s world is a beautiful world. A potter’s world is wonderfully earthy, immediate, and clean smelling. Horses and cows provide a great escape from the rest of you as well.

-- And women’s fashion – family members who toil there don’t read headlines that make them fantasize the death of an entire ethnicity. They read the Lifestyles section of USA Today. They know who Ben cheated with – and why. [Note to J.Lo publicist - I personally don’t ever need to see either of those faces again – and my sole diet of Ben/J.LO has been from grocery store lines. If there are others like me out there…why would we pay to look at them at ALL?]

But see, there aren’t any others like me -- at least none that have ever introduced themselves. I’m alone here – reading the ‘news’ on the internet early in the morning - wondering why Muslims around the world haven’t begun house to house purges – from Sydney to Sweden – killing every Jew in their path. Random killing… are you Jewish? BOOM!! Another one – gone.

Why??? -- READ THIS

Read all of it. Top-to-bottom. And that’s just one guy who managed to get someone to listen. Nobody’s listening – I take that back – Few are listening. Many are afraid to hear. Many will lose their jobs and or degrees if they protest. Many just run from the truth… it ain’t their ox being gored. It’s not my son.

Oh but it is our sons. Every day in every way. It’s our boys too. So we fantasize… maybe the Muslims will prevail, maybe… maybe… there are enough of them that they can save the rest of us. The French are helping. The Germans too… That Malay Prime Minister - he reminds me of Frederic Douglass

So maybe, there are others with his courage, maybe others will help defeat this menace called Zion – and – and – and -

Now I am going to tango. And then I’m going skiing. Durango has 15 inches.

FREE EARNEST ZUNDEL

And while we’re at it - would some ambient being PLEASE bless Paul Fromm??

Carol

=========================================================== If Christ comes back, I hope he comes back real mad and drives the Zionists out of their high places, every living one of them from Washington to Tel Aviv.

-Z-