The Devil of War roamed around for a while until he settled here, in the comfortable place of the US got nuts. That is we got nuts. We opened the gates for Doki and he came in. War is everywhere. It’s stench is on every corner. You drive your car every morning and you see all those magnetic nooses on the cars,’ Support our troops’. What troops? Whom to support? Most of those people had never seen war. They don’t understand what it means. They plug their guilty conscience into the magnetic jar, pull out the noose and think their work is done. But Doki knows better.
Doki kills people. He kills our kids. Go the website of the families of those who were KIA ( killed in action), the Gold Star Families for Peace, the gsfp.org, see for yourself the faces of the children killed. See those American kids in their bedrooms, in their toddlership, see their faces. They are dead. We invited Doki and Doki killed them.
We killed innocent people. Hundreds of thousands. We added those innocent to the 3000, who died on 9/11. Up there they are together, those Americans killed in New York and those Iraqis and Afghanis we have killed. They look at us in horror and they weep. But we don’t see. The smoke of Doki makes us blind. We openly proclaimed our intention to kill everyone and everywhere. We declared war on the Humanity.
War is in the language. There’s always speculation about where we will strike again. Condi assures the world that we haven’t decided yet. And then we go to the polls and come up with about 25% of the polled happy with the idea to ‘nuke terrorists’
Nuke. The sum of all fears. That’s how we nuked Hiroshima, right? Is that what we have learned? Before Hiroshima it was only us. Now at least 8 countries have nuclear weapons. They can nuke us. The possibility is not remote at all. We can’t nuke anyone, you stupid. One such move and we will be eliminated from the face of the Earth.
Oh, but Doki will protect us. He will help us to develop new weapons. Such as the one using plasma for pain. What a concept! Somewhere in Florida some mad hatter is developing a generator of pain using science. Doki’s science that is. Everything becomes Doki’s in our country. Our security is Doki’s because it is directed against us. Our economy is Doki’s because it only feeds the War. More and more billions are spent on war. Our defense budget is an abomination. We have more and more unproductive workforce; special forces, prison guards, baggage handlers, screeners, snitches, spies, assassins, you name it. No one produces anything anymore: it is much easier to get money on the false premises of security. Money is bred on fear.
Our entertainment is Doki’s indeed. Violence is flourishing. More and more secret agents, torturers, special operations, CIA, MI-5, whatever are killing maiming, torturing families on the screen. There are more and more deaths. Death is so common that we hear of it every morning between Grammy and Oscar. We kill and we die.
Doki likes chicks. War is delivered, sold by women. Broads with chromium smiles come out in big numbers. They say that 'War rocks’. Female magazines are hectic in promoting an image of the ‘sexy woman- soldier’. Boobs forward, butt high. Keep yourself sexy even when the grenade tears out your guts. Remember, no child is left behind. Keep your cool even when you are dead. DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! Damn it, you are DEAD!
There is no Heaven, people. There is only Doki’s Hell and we are right in it. He laughs his horns off. He has plenty to eat. We are his food. He keeps us fat, so that we don’t get scared the same we keep pigs fat before slaughter. And then he eats us. Those coffins are ours. Those crosses are ours. Those skulls in the deserts are us. There is no blessing, only curse. Open your eyes, you, pieces of meat in the Matrix. It is Doki having his fun. The Devil of War.