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Oct. 2, 2004 On television, there seem to be experts everywhere these days, and generally – especially when the subject is some kind of abstraction from reality like cosmology, nuclear physics, law, and the like – I keep my mouth shut and listen while the professors, the generals, admirals, and the rest hold forth. They’re not usually talking about anything really important, anyway. Who – other than family, friends, lawyers and others who stand to make a bundle off the matter - really cares if Scott Peterson killed his wife, or whatever-his- name-is, the basketball player, raped the chambermaid – or whatever she was. Why would we? But every once in a while, the subject is something where I’m an expert. Then, I begin to wonder about those other guys. The girls, too. Specifically, the subject I refer to is the World Trade Center and its aftermath. “Aftermath” means Afghanistan, Iraq, and – eventually - God knows who else. More specifically – it’s always nice to be specific where the subject is one like this one - the subject I’m talking about is how we got ourselves in this nitwit’s quagmire in the first place. It’s been customary – experts for FoxNews, CNN, and the rest don’t seem to bother – for one to present his credentials before asking an audience to take his word on anything. Seems right, so I will. That will let me kill the proverbial two birds, too, because you’ll see what my topic is at the same time you decide whether to listen. In 1977, IRS destroyed my business, broke up my marriage and family, and took effective – very effective - measures to assure that I would never again be gainfully employed or engaged in any kind of commerce. When I thought a truce had been declared, picked up the pieces, remarried, and started over again, the nation’s Gestapo did it all over again. This time, though, they drove my seventeen year old son to three attempts at suicide. That, I should think, would be enough to justify my having declared war on my government, but there was more. Not content with all the nastiness the well-informed and imaginative public – I mean bright enough to pour the proverbial liquid from one’s boot – has become familiar with by way of the little news one gets about the Congress’ Frankenstein Monster, IRS sadistically tormented my wives, my children, and my friends, did everything possible to sully my reputation, and experimented with exquisite kinds of psychological torture on my wives, friends, and family. They tried to humiliate me and to demonstrate their power, just, it seems, for the hell of it. I talked back, and Panjandrums on the Potomac, Inc. doesn’t like that. I was not only impudent, I also fought back, and an internecine – wow, great word – war ensued. Now, for an individual to fight a war with a government and nation is sticky business. Just about impossible, most – those Ph.D. people - would say. But “fools walk where angels fear to tread.” So do those who don’t have any choice. When I’d thought it over – I’m a tactician, something you have to be to bring yourself up while living alone in a sod hut by a river in Iowa – I realized that I had to do two things. One, make myself invulnerable (Sun Tsu); two, find my enemy’s weakness. Suki o mitsukeru, judomen like myself say. When, one day, I read Lord Acton’s famous dictum concerning power and corruption, I knew I’d found the government’s Achilles Heel. Scelus semper timidus est, Virgil said. Crime is always fearful, and government is always a crook. So, when I was sure I’d taught myself everything I needed to know, I began “bugging” federal offices all over the country. I also “compromised” women who worked for IRS and the bureaucracy otherwise. That I was pretty successful in both is perhaps best reflected in the fact that in 1987 or eight, the U.S. District Court for Colorado ruled when I sued the government under the Freedom of Information Act that to give me records with my name on them, “would irreparably damage the tax collection system of the United States.” The court said that my records were a matter of national security, and therefore exempted by the federal statute. Strangely – maybe not so strangely, if you think about it with a pretty good head – the only agency of government I penetrated who could make that kind of argument was IRS. The ruling conveniently ignored several other agencies of government, like the FBI, ATF, the Department of Justice, and the Department of Defense. Hmmmm. So, I’m an expert on what really goes on in the federal government and its bureaucracy. To quote Elmer Keith, the old cowboy, “I was there.” The morning al Qa'ida allegedly attacked the World Trade Center, I sat watching on televisions with a number of friends at an Internet cafe in Corpus Christi, Texas. An hour later at the Half-Price Book Store, another of my haunts, another set of friends asked me what I thought of the matter. “The dog didn’t bark,” I said. "That has to mean one of only two things occurred, or a combination of both. Either the dog was asleep on duty, or he was complicit in what happened as a result of his dereliction or treachery." For the last several weeks, of late, “the dog” has been trying to obfuscate – that’s throw up a smoke screen – sufficiently to confuse the issue having to do with how an enemy could do what was done. “The dog” is also trying very hard to avoid placing responsibility for what happened as a result. The practice Known as “cover your watchamacallit” to plebians like myself is called “damage control” by the patricians in Washington, and like the federal studies of how government might shape the public mentality to their advantage, it is high-tech, megabucks stuff. Remind yourself of John Kennedy’s assassination and the Warren Commission, for instance. Remind yourself, too, of the similar “investigations” subsequent to Ruby Ridge, Waco, and the raid by U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service on the little town of San Luis, Colorado. To anyone having read my account of seventeen years of relentless harassment by our government – that’s things like a hundred, nine traffic stops during fifteen years on the nation's streets and highways, more than sixty burglaries in the same period, being run down as a pedestrian five times by motor vehicles who came up on the sidewalk or violated a crosswalk, being mugged eight times, shot twice, among many more - and it may occur that to have devoted so much attention to one citizen, our government must have spent enormous amounts of time, technology, and money. Merely the time and expense necessary to track me around the nation, tamper with bank accounts, computers, and ATM machines, continually falsify public and credit records, interfere prohibitively in efforts to find employment or start a business – as they did - had to have cost in the estimate of one analyst more than a million, and maybe several million, dollars. How many people do you imagine an effort like that must have involved? How expensive was the ECHELON-level technology? How many federal, state, and local law enforcement officers and personnel, how much science, technology, and related logistics which would otherwise have been devoted to protecting us from terrorists like the al Qa’ida highjackers, were diverted to be used in the federal war on Hal von Luebbert – one guy? In Sherlock Holmes adventure of the Silver Blaze, Watson asked Holmes, “Is there anything to which you wish to call my attention?” “Yes,” said Holmes, “to the curious incident of the dog in the night-time.” “The dog,” said Watson, “did nothing in the night-time.” “That,” said Holmes, “is the curious matter.” When I said, Watson, that there were just two possibilities where determination of the watchdog’s actions the night Silver Blaze was stolen, I was dissimulating a bit. There’s actually another possibility: maybe the watchdog was distracted, doing something else. I’ve “been there,” and let me tell you something. You’ve been had, America. That the federal “watchdog” was derelict in his responsibilities is obvious. Res ipse loquitur. “The thing speaks for itself.” The only determination remaining to be made – no matter what government says - is that having to do with whether the watchdog colluded with the enemy or merely went to sleep on duty. Here again, we have the double standard which the government in Washington, D.C. has over the years so clearly enunciated by its sometimes stupefying – for me, disgusting - behavior. Were the sentry a common soldier, it would make no difference whether he merely went to sleep on duty or knowingly permitted the enemy to sneak into camp and slit his comrades’ throats. For both, the penalty in time of war – we’re at war with terrorism, remember? - is execution. That’s for a common soldier, of course. For a “soldier” who is highly placed in that Washington, D.C. government, however, the same dereliction of duty is another matter entirely. Isn’t that interesting?! Equality under the law is an "American" ideal, a reverently accepted, much vaunted, maxim. “Some animals are more equal than others” is only an observation, as is notice that the result of hearings into 9-11 will be the same as the result of similar hearings into Ruby Ridge, Waco, and the rest. No one, in other words, will be punished. The federal bureaucrat and politician says continually that he will “take responsibility.” What the hell does that mean?! Some of the folks we’re talking about will be promoted, as a matter of fact. Chutzpah is a federal public mind control device. So is the “damage control” we’re watching. That our plenipotentiaries on the Potomac will be permitted to take the World Trade Center lemon and make lemonade is still another demonstration of how far gone our Land of Liars is. Already we have the so-called Patriot Act. We have the war in Iraq, too – and have you forgotten Afghanistan? Yugoslavia? We have skyrocketing profits for the military-industrial establishment skyrocketing inflation and prices, concomitant – of course - with relentless and accelerating increases in the number of people living in poverty and homelessness. The societal cancer fed by corporate greed is sapping the life out of the United States, and the body politic that could starve the cancer, does nothing to save itself. Did I say I’m an expert on federal conniving, duplicity, malfeasance, and intrigue? No? Well that’s what my nearly two decades of being “The Shadow” – mouse in the corner, if you prefer – in the inner sanctums, the locker rooms, and boudoirs of government has come to. I know them. I know them, too because I fought them. As Orson Scott Card said in the novel “Ender’s Game,” only the enemy can teach you. I know my enemy in Washington, D.C. and I can tell you he is a liar of Brobdingnagian proportions. He also has the morals and sense of honor of the prostitute he is. As Johanna, the heroine in my novel, says, “You can never trust a capitalist – everything is for sale. I have insight from another source, too. That is the fact that for seventeen years, in literally dozens of letters to congressmen, senators, newspapers, television stations, and magazines, I personally warned that something like the World Trade Center was inevitable. My reason was my own experiences. What would happen, I asked again and again, if federal outrage like what was happening to me should accomplish its apparent objective? What if one of the many men IRS has been driven to kill themselves in despair should decide to take revenge instead of his own life? I knew how to destroy the United States, I said, and I gave incontrovertible proof in the form of detailed plans for operations that could bring the United States to her knees. Even today, a successful attack on just three places would bring the world economy crashing down, and the United States as a world power with it. No one in high places, especially the field in question, doubted - or doubts – my word. It’s an ineluctable fact due “our excessive worship of the bitch goddess success,” to borrows a quote American philosopher and psychologist William James. So those are my “credentials” and the truth about your corporately controlled government. The inescapable truth about “9-11” is that the “dog didn’t bark” because he had much to gain from keeping quiet. There was simply no way to profit monetarily in the arrest and conviction of the “terrorists,” and money is the sine qua non, the reason for everything, in the nation’s biggest brothel, the one on the Potomac. If the capitalists at Ford Motor Company were willing to let a hundred or more people be burned to death in order to save a few million dollars, how many people would the “absolutely corrupted” in Washington let die for billions? If our biggest corporations – the people who control our government – are willing, eager, to betray tens of thousand of the very people whose labor, talent, and brains made them by going overseas to “maximize profits, why would government comprised of the same corporations feel any qualms about betraying the rest of us? When you let those same corporations make a mockery of your democracy by hand picking and controlling the people you are permitted to vote for, the most greedy, concupiscent, and corrupt people they can find, how can you wonder why “the dog didn’t bark?” That’s ridiculous, like putting a drunk in charge of the liquor cabinet, then wondering where the liquor went when it disappears. Good grief, Charlie Brown! Think about it! One of the acid tests for an expert in any field is the ability to know what will happen, to make predictions. You think 9-11 was bad? Wait. Want to see how an expert on our corrupt government thinks? Well, World War Two created an addiction for our corporations, one they never recovered from. Glutted on gargantuan profits from making munitions, they lusted ravenously for more. President Eisenhower, supreme allied commander in Europe, warned in leaving office in 1959 of the growing threat to democracy posed by what he called the military industrial complex. Who would have known better than the general president? With the Cold War – most of which was phony, and instigated by “military industrial complex” Eisenhower feared – the corporations not only maintained their habit, but with the complicity of the Central Intelligence Agency, they took control of government, murdering a president in the process. With the loss of pretense represented the Soviet Union – if, as we were told relentlessly, the defense budget was all due the Cold War, why was there no reduction when the threat ended? – a new bugaboo had to be found. For a government as duplicitous as ours – in the words of none other than James Angleton of the CIA, “Deception is a state of mind, and deception is the mind of the state” - that was no problem. No populace in history has been subjected to mind control and propaganda as massive and intensive as that of the United States. By tormenting certain of the human family known to have a penchant for that kind of violence, a “wind-up” in the parlance of the trade, a new enemy was created – the “terrorist.” With terrorism, the military industrialists had their replacement for their erstwhile Cold War opponent, and their problem was solved. All that was necessary was to do the bugaboo build-up once done where the Soviet Union was concerned. And on September 11, 2001, the dog didn’t bark. ------------ Email H.A.L. von Luebbert: judoknighterrant@yahoo.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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