We Have Been Warned Before...
...on the Beeb, no less, back about 2001 or so.
Recommend a mass national re-viewing of the BBC's fine Adam Curtis documentary series, "The Power of Nightmares" to one and all worldwide. Once the mediocre-to-moronic and likely-inbred fuckwits whom we NEVER see in publick office ran out of ways to retain their quasi-hereditary and 'way over-princely overlordship positions in the Mammonite World by means of Harmless Nice Political Ideas, they themselves immediately turned to terrorizing all the Rest of Us right the fsck out of our everloving-though-vulnerable wits by any and all means available. These means clearly included of late a massive staged urban demolition the likes of which we had only seen on the "When Buildings Collapse" film afore. An innocent Brazilian man was also shot in the back of the head as "Counterterror Practice Drill" fodder, one odd-parsed truthy day in the Tube, as I remember?
But nobody remembers how that celebratory controlled-demolition-tech entertainment VHS cartridge just disappeared from the viddy-shops all over the lot right quick post-kerfluffle, do they, hm?
Wherefore I, Reverend C. Walking Turtle ______ (rules, y'know), being a duly ordained Minister of the Universal Life Church and in Continuous Good Standing besides, ever since a whole month afore that filthy Ninesey-'Levvensey Controlled Demolition Kerfluffle of everlasting infamy worldwide was done (for "Happened" is aught but a blinkered copout, yes it is), do hereby before Heaven and Humankind+dog alike exhort all I meet at all times every day in the following manner, and encourage all others to take up and do likewise starting from deep within their very own selves:
Increase the Peace.
Reverse the Curse.
Reject ALL Terror.
(You KNOW you WANT to.)
John 8:32 is Just All Right by ME!
Live that way for a few years (and insist that anyone running for office do likewise or no go Jack geddoutnow) and we can just watch, smiling a bit, as it all melts away like a bad dream's shadows come the dawn. IMHO certain elite 'n' IT-enabled hands really do need a bit more than a mere vultural biting-at... mustn't sit on our hands and just wait for them to just die.
In the US normal dissenting people like myself, one gathers post-Obamanation, are still tagged "Domestic Insurgent" and proactively databased every day in certain fanatical Pentagonal squarepants circles, you know. (All hail General SpongeBob of the NSA!) That is why we merkinz have now got a million+ of ourselves on the Patriot Terrist Witchlist and are thus prevented from flying to safety via commercial airways, y'know.
We dress like students. We dress like housewives. Or inna' suit-and-tie. It riles them to believe that we perceive the web they weave. Fukkum 'cause the joke in onnem' all to begin with anyway.
I for one think the Rothschild/Davos/Trilateral/Thule322/Bohemiangrove/etc crowd really DO hate our freedoms - why else would they all just keep chip-chip-chipping away at them (us too) and lying to us all about why they are so doing, year after year after sodding-me-granny year as they have, and still do to this day? Some few of that ilk clearly miss the robust rule of Old King John 'n the heady head-onna'-pike days that their ancestral forebears all enjoyed so bloodily much afore that famous and historic confrontation in the Royal hunting-field, that much is plain as day.
It'd be the Black Helicopter but for the fact that this is no drill. Utter terrorfraud, utterly convenient to the fat-bellied 'n' voracious terrorfraud warmaking racketeer/artistes who have by now got us to just by and large hand 'em the keys to the henhouse these days - and exactly as real as Hell on Earth's horrendous mammonite stench. This one has studied the Hegelian underbelly of our national leaders' planet-breaking ethos for thirty-odd years by now. Paid both the dues and the price for so doing, too, having been chased from nine villages already and occasionally quite savagely pursued by terrorfraud-induced others for my pains. (I write from Village Ten; it is much better here.)
Ergo the Boffin.
NB - The Power of Nightmares: Seek out and download. Burn, view, share, repeat. Share with less clueful loved ones. Ignore at own grave personal risk, one and all.