DOES THE GOVERNMENT FEAR ARMED VETERANS?
Waiting for whom? For illegal alien invaders of our country, brought here by the Boosh treason gang? My guess is no, because no illegal alien is incarcerated there, despite overwhelming provocations like enormous numbers. There are only two kinds of people in this country: illegal aliens and legal residents. If the camps are not meant for illegal aliens, they are meant for us. One reason – preeminent among many – could be a national epidemic.
A new “terrorist attack,” or a national quarantine could be the best “temporary” use for those camps. How would you get there? You would get there by bus, supplied by the kindly federal government, which would also help “solve” the “problem” of the guns. The Boosh treason gang knows as much about the guns as I do. More. They know the militia will not give them up. So, when the bus comes down the streets, would the militia fall for this?
“We’re not asking you to give up your guns, as we did in New Orleans. That lawyer, the one we saw on television promising that, if we came for his guns, somebody would die, scared us. The little, old lady the SWATster from California disarmed, was a public relations disaster. So, no, we certainly won’t take your guns. We don’t believe in that. Taking your guns would violate the Second Amendment. Just get on the bus. Leave your guns right where they are, in your gun cabinets. Be reasonable. The bus will be full of women and children. In such cramped conditions your guns could endanger them. The guns will be where you leave them when you come home.”
Would the militia fall for that? It sounds so “reasonable.” It would sound even more “reasonable,” if a preacher from the totalitarian “religious right” were there to plead with you to be “reasonable.” Do you really want to be a sorehead? Indeed, would the militia get on the bus at all, with or without arms? Or would the abolition of the government start at the curb? When the bus arrives, would it be too late? Or would the bus find no one home?
Which logically raises the forbidding question of how the militia would fight such fearsome weapons? Remember, I am writing under the protection of the President of the United States. I advocate nothing. I am simply speculating, wondering, which is certainly “reasonable” to do in the present situation. What would a galvanized militia do?
Tradition would pick a leader, organize and recruit, thinking that the new organization would grow quickly and do what is required. Sadly, that would probably be the worst action to take. During a century and more of activity, the conspiracy for world government has become quite adept at the art of infiltration. It infiltrates any and every organization that is or could become influential.
Indeed, before long the ringer the conspirators send to infiltrate the new patriot organization would be running it. How? Simply because the infiltrator would be the best member. He would be the man you always call on. He would do the dirty jobs, the jobs no one else will do. He would come early and stay late.
Other members of the group would be proud of him. “Good old Charlie. He’s the heart and soul of the group.” Soon, the group would be perverted, implementing a goal completely different from the one the founder proclaimed. The organization would be working against itself, useless. Remember the priceless New Yorker cartoon? It shows a dark, smoky opium den, in which half a dozen men hold guns on each other. The caption says, “You mean, we’re all Treasury agents?”
Any leader that emerges would be bribed, co-opted, blackmailed or killed. Hasn’t this happened again and again? You don’t need to guess about it. I have named some of the fallen in previous pieces. So, my speculation is that, when the feces hit the fan, the militia would choose different methods. What would they do? If organization and leaders wouldn’t work, what would? How can you win a battle without them?
My guess is that first they would read Anabasis by Xenophon, a historian who wrote some four hundred years before Jesus. Anabasis is the story of some ten thousand Greeks, betrayed and stranded on the Anatolian plateau, in what is now Turkey, who had to fight their way through hundreds of miles and numberless Persian enemies, from ancient Babylon, near modern Baghdad, to the Black Sea and home.
Their general, Clearchus, invited to a “peace conference” was captured and killed. They had no leader. Yet, the ten thousand beat the Persians, who outnumbered them by a factor too high to multiply. How? Xenophon, who was one of them, relates that when the leader in a Persian unit was killed, the unit would disintegrate. When a Greek commander was killed, the next man in line became the leader. Every Greek was a general. One of the most thrilling scenes in all literature comes when the head of the column arrives and the others hear them shouting, “The sea! The sea!”
How does this apply here and now? Remember, a military man really should be writing this. I am what George Wallace used to call a “pointy-head” – you can actually see the point on my head – not a military man, but I am writing it because I haven’t found a military man who is. Remember also that I write under the protection and with the authority of the President of the United States.
My speculation is that when the conspiracy for world government finally does come all the way out into the open, when it tries to nail the dictatorship down by imposing martial law, the militia would employ a tactic the military men in the Nam used to call “target of opportunity,” in a species of guerrilla warfare. There would be nothing to infiltrate; no address, no headquarters, no membership records to seize. There would be no leaders to execute. Every man would be a general, or, as one of my readers has suggested, a fish in the sea, a fish with teeth, a sea teeming with piranha.
The militia would strike from the shadows and be gone before the world government Nazis could respond. Wouldn’t that get nasty? Mercy sakes, yes, it would get nasty, nasty beyond the imagination of most Americans to conceive. It would get nasty because the conspiracy for world government is trying to impose a dictatorship and has already killed tens of millions around the world for the purpose in the most horrifying ways. They treat our own military men like dirt. If they were to obey the Constitution, my guess is that none of this would happen, but did you really think they would just put down their brain fryers and walk away?
What would the militia do? First, pray that nothing happens to the President. Yes, Boosh is a traitor, but remember that his successor would be Darth Cheney, who could be his control. Yes, Soviet agent Heinz Kissinger is a traitor, but the militia would probably not run into him and the same with traitor David Rockefeller who actually confesses in his autobiography that he is “part of a secret cabal working against the best interests of the United States.”
They are protected by layers of security. Of course, they could accidentally become “targets of opportunity.” Pray that they don’t. Honestly, I would hate to hear that treasonous scumbag Herr Kissinger or David Rockefeller’s entourage turned the wrong corner and were obliterated by a superannuated 82nd Airborne unit (“Death From the Sky”) in a bloody cross fire that left their greasy body parts hanging on a fence.
When and if – God forbid! – this thing starts to happen, how will you know it is genuine, or phony? You will certainly know it is phony if it kills large numbers of innocent bystanders, who just happen to be present. That kind of thing is the telltale signature of governments conducting Communist terror to intimidate populations, like the bombings presently perpetrated in the Middle East. What we are speculating about here, on the contrary, would regrettably target the individual guilty perpetrators of world government crimes.
Who would they be? Some genius has said that all politics are local. The conspiracy for world government has a big Achilles heel. Somebody has to enforce the myriad dictatorial controls the conspiracy has imposed. Some of those controls are installed by local governments inspired by federal bribes. That is how the District of Criminals nationalized the local police.
Others are administered by locally-based federal employees. They range from the construction of your commode to the new, mandatory light bulb loaded with extremely toxic mercury; from banning political signs for the “wrong’ candidate on your own property to prison for a cancer victim who uses marijuana prescribed by his physician for pain, to the use of “federal” land, and on and on and on.
The totalitarian insults are endless. Yes, the militia could reach the monsters at the top only with the greatest difficulty, only by accident that creates a “target of opportunity.” But the pimps who must impose the metastasizing dictatorship – and are essential to it – are easy to reach. The militia knows who they are, where they are, even where they live.
They could even live next door. Sadly, they have made themselves progressively obnoxious. They strut and preen about their new power. They can’t be fired and make more money and benefits than you do. They think they are the new Lords of Creation. As you read this paragraph, each of you sees their exulting faces in mind’s eye. What would happen if one by one they disappear? Would not their ranks be roiled by panic? Remember that the dictatorship could not work without them. Would they start to call in sick?
What could such a tactic accomplish? Remember Alexander Solzhenitsyn? His Gulag Archipelago introduced a new word to our language. Because the Party line at the time called for constant reminders of the horrors of the Soviet system, he was a media darling here for a few years – until the famous speech at Harvard in which he denounced the spiritual collapse of the West and said that like his own people we have forgotten God. Our Communist media dropped him like a rock. He has been back in Russia for many years. Today, few Americans have ever heard of him.
Solzhenitsyn says this: “And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say goodbye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests . . . people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers or whatever else was at hand? . . . And you could be sure ahead of time that you would be cracking the skull of a cutthroat. Or what about the Black Maria sitting out there on the street with one lonely chauffeur – what if it had been driven off or its tires spiked? The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and . . . the cursed machine would have ground to a halt!”
Solzhenitsyn concludes: “If . . . if . . . We didn’t love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation. . . . [W]e hurried to submit. We submitted with pleasure! . . . We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.” Are we aware of the real situation? Do we love freedom enough? If not, we shall deserve everything the conspiracy for world government is preparing to do. Like Solzhenitsyn, you would have plenty of time to discuss it in the Halliburton camps.
There is another Achilles Heel. Yes, it is perfectly true that the psychos have weapons that would make most private arms look like sling shots. But precisely because those weapons are so sophisticated, they are run by computers. And the Freedom Forces have the nerds who run the computers, and who know that defeat would mean the loss of their internet freedoms. That is why Dr. No enjoys almost universal nerd support. And they can hack into anything! I speculate that when the fit hits the shan the nerds could bring the system down. What would that do to the psychos’ weapons? The plethora of history and economics majors in the Dr. Paul ranks can easily be explained. He is the only candidate who knows what they are talking about.
Remember, I do not advocate anything. I don’t do anything. Because I’m so decrepit I don’t know anyone who does. I’m too decrepit to hit a face with a pie. I’m simply speculating about what could happen, based on where we are now, combined with the scary feedback I am still receiving from the militia. The only thing I advocate is complete, docile obedience to law, in the true spirit of Romans 13 and the teachings of the President of the United States.
Which recalls the fact that fears for my own safety are now arriving. Regular readers warn I could be killed myself. I do not believe it. Why would anyone take the risk of rubbing out a man as meek, as mild and inoffensive, as your doddering correspondent? But just in case these warnings have substance, may I publicly suggest that I have earned the services of a professional who will commit to do a thorough job. My innumerable warrior grandma fans around the world would be very disturbed were an amateur merely to mess up my good looks. There is also the fact that these grandmas are already riled up. Believe me; you don’t want to make them any madder. For part one click below.
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Alan Stang was one of Mike Wallace’s original writers at Channel 13 in New York, where he wrote some of the scripts that sent Mike to CBS. Stang has been a radio talk show host himself. In Los Angeles, he went head to head nightly with Larry King, and, according to Arbitron, had almost twice as many listeners. He has been a foreign correspondent. He has written hundreds of feature magazine articles in national magazines and some fifteen books, for which he has won many awards, including a citation from the Pennsylvania House of Representatives for journalistic excellence. One of Stang’s exposés stopped a criminal attempt to seize control of New Mexico, where a gang seized a court house, held a judge hostage and killed a deputy. The scheme was close to success before Stang intervened. Another Stang exposé inspired major reforms in federal labor legislation.
His first book, It’s Very Simple: The True Story of Civil Rights, was an instant best-seller. His first novel, The Highest Virtue, set in the Russian Revolution, won smashing reviews and five stars, top rating, from the West Coast Review of Books, which gave five stars in only one per cent of its reviews.
Stang has lectured in every American state and around the world and has guested on many top shows, including CNN’s Cross Fire. Because he and his wife had the most kids in Santo Domingo, the Dominican Republic, where they lived at the time, the entire family was chosen to be actors in “Havana,” directed by Sydney Pollack and starring Robert Redford, the most expensive movie ever made (at the time). Alan Stang is the man in the ridiculous Harry Truman shirt with the pasted-down hair. He says they made him do it.
Proof that they are crazy is their assumption that passage of this “law,” signed by Communist world government traitor Jorge W. Boosh, will intimidate these men – who have come home from Hell