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Predator launching a Hellfire missile by Wikipedia
The world the way it looks today seems like a stage production by Corpocrats -- inhuman monsters who have made the entire planet into their horror-story set. It appears like a creation by insane people, one that wouldn't stand the light of day. And yet -- there it is, our world, gradually becoming annihilated by those mad Corpocrats who are cheering in their hidden castles. We don't know who they are. We don't know where they are. All we know is that they are in the process of destroying the earth.
The Corpocrats are the programmers who are robotizing the population of this planet, gradually reaching their tentacles farther and farther away from the Homeland. It started as a North-American phenomenon. But the giant octopus has by now expanded its territory into the farthest nooks of the earth. And it doesn't stop. With its poisonous members it penetrates into the most far-away and isolated nooks and spews its black poison into the brains of the innocent people who have been living there in peace for millennia, telling them that it's time for change. It's time to become "civilized'.
Hollywood and Madison Avenue have accomplished the almost unthinkable for well over half a century. They have destroyed brains, made robots out of billions of people in the world, crushed living, thinking, loving, protesting, and everything that makes human beings human.
It's time, say the Corpocrats, the Masters, to leave the paths your ancestors were taking. Some of your ancestors were starving, they didn't have a roof over their heads, they didn't have any shoes to wear. There were humans who were being killed by wild beasts. And they didn't have television.
Oh my, oh my, oh my!!! But listen to the Masters. They are telling us: You'll have to leave this primitive life where you just live and think and work and dance and suffer and die. Turn your backs on the life of hard work that leaves you exhausted at the end of the day. The work that makes you contented, tired, and hungry so you can eat your soup and love your family and go to sleep. What kind of a life is that? Primitive. Made for beasts, not for humans. So say the Masters.
Yes, people were starving, people were being killed by wild beasts, by plagues, by gigantic earth quakes when continents shifted and huge climate changes occurred. But the earth was not destroyed. No matter how extensive the killing of entire populations, the world recovered. People moved, mutations occurred in prehistoric times, but the earth and its people survived.
So what is happening now? People are starving more than ever since agribusiness replaced organic subsistence farming, since Middle America is being squeezed into pulp for the Masters to mold as they please. People are being killed, if not by wild beasts, then by cluster bombs, depleted uranium and drones operated from some base in Nevada. (But we won't use nuclear bombs because we're civilized.)
Beggar woman on the ghats in Varanasi, India, 2012 by Siv O'Neall -- my travel pictures (India 2012)
There are plagues, pandemics that kill millions. People die by the thousands every day from diseases that could be wiped out, like malaria, tuberculosis and noma, a disease caused by severe malnutrition, the "Face of Poverty' which disfigures the sick child so horribly that they are hidden away by their mothers.  Millions of young children suffer from severe hunger. They wither away until finally life is extinguished from their emaciated bodies. So what did we win by all this presumed civilization? We didn't win. We lost.
9/11 as the follow-up of The Grand Chessboard
Good robots go to the moon. Good robots are militarized to the teeth. Good robots conquer and kill. Good robots remake other humans who still have real brains, who can still feel love and sorrow, happiness and joy. What? says the Master. Who wants to feel sorrow? Watch television, take your drug, listen to the Masters who tell you about the terrorists who are out to get us.
All this did not begin with 9/11 2001. It had already been happening on a grand scale ever since the American continent was invaded by the European Conquerors. It never stopped. It just got worse. It was the old doctrine of Manifest Destiny, which said that American settlers were destined to expand across the continent. The Founding Fathers stood firmly by this belief. All U.S. presidents have taken this doctrine for " manifest, God's will being the pretext for all of them. And so God got into the equation. And he stayed.
Then came 9/11