A Short Essay on Murderous Treason

IN THE BEGINNING...

As I have stated in my Introduction, my foray into the world of global politics began in the
summer of 1990 in London, England through a chance encounter with a foreign operative of
the then darling of the West, the late, great, Stalinist-Styled Dictator Saddam Hussein.

Loved and courted by the West during the Reagan years for his war against Iran, Numbnuts,
for whatever reason, had ended said conflict a year earlier and in doing so now found himself
with an oil-based economy in tatters and a million man army now unemployed and increasing-
ly vocal regarding their discontent. Faced with the possibility of being overthrown by his own
army Saddam began his rant against the practice of sideways drilling by Kuwait, cloaking such
with a Nationalist fervor of a "greater Iraq", thus drawing comparisons to Hitler from the West.

However the real catalyst that propelled the region into the first Gulf War came when he
sought to renegotiate his "War" debt to the Saudis who, in typical Arab brotherly-love fashion
said "Fuck You, we want our money", to which Saddam replied "Fuck me?", the rest now
a matter of recent history.

Thus the West, having smartly gathered the majority of neighboring Arab nations against
him in his quick defeat had created for itself a great deal of goodwill in the Arab World and
in doing so sown the seeds necessary to finally address the Arab-Israeli conflict with any glimmer of success. Therefore early in 1991 I did counsel the late Yitzhak Rabin to "make
peace with the neighbors" in the form of a 15-20 year peace plan, having resulted in what is
now known as "The Oslo Accords".

Fast-forward to 1993 and the election of Democratic candidate Bill Clinton. While I felt
a 15-20 year time frame was optimistic yet attainable, along comes "Mr know-it-all"(refer to
cartoon character Bullwinkle) and in a rather surreal version of the Canadian game show "It's
your move" proclaimed to the world that he could and would do so in 7 years, having CSIS
threaten me against any future input and effectively shutting me out of the very process I
had begun. Apparently oblivious to the dire consequences of failure, I watched in horror
during the summer of 1993 as the financial arm-twisting of the then P.M. Yitzhak Rabin
resulted in the historical handshake with the late Yasser Arafat (refer to Simple Minds re-
lease "The American"). As we all now know yet refuse to admit, the consequences of said
failure manifested itself on September 11, 2001.

Thus, upon my arrival in Kingston, Ontario from Ottawa in May of 2001 my first clue to the "Great Divide"
between left and right came in the form of being denied moving expenses by the Liberal
whores of Queen's Park due to my failure to "get inspectors in", this premise being absurd
since I had been effectively alienated during the Clinton years (note: Kingston is historically
considered Conservative territory).

PAVLOVIAN POSTCARDS

With a sixth-sense feeling that something was terribly wrong I informed a friend in Ottawa
that her upcoming visit would have to be canceled due to my now "permanent state of defcon
one". Knowing something was up I placed the bait upon a postcard and "went fishing". Six
days later the Israelis took a hit at a tourist haven/disco in Tel Aviv, a place I was familiar
with from my self-appointed peace mission of 1996/97. The game was afoot!

Accepting the possibility that the timing of said attack was mere coincidence or the result
of some low-level operative at Canada Post I decided to BAIT another postcard with the
trigger phrase "hey hey, my, my, playtime is over" and sent such in the opposite direction
of my hometown of Guelph, Ontario, this being home to the Devil himself. Apparently some
pavlovian dog then misinterpreted the line "playtime is over" to mean "time for war", the
rest now being history.

Upon the events of 9/11 I immediately informed the Americans, Israelis, and the then Liberal
government in Ottawa that there was definite collusion between what is now known as Al Quaeda and certain parties within, at the very least, Canada Post, and in all probability, within
the government itself. Having done my duty by "red flagging" said security breach I assumed
such would then be dealt with the quickness and severity such murderous treason warrants
and set about avoiding possible unilateral actions by the Americans by counseling then
President G. W. Bush to appeal to the United Nations to seek Iraqi disarmament by enforcing
its own outstanding resolution, resulting in the now infamous 15-0 vote and the subsequent
shitstorm that has since followed. Nonetheless, despite all arguments to the contrary the
removal of Saddam Hussein from power was the correct course of action since it would and
should have created the conditions necessary for the West to effectively "save face" and capitu-
late on Osama Bin Ladens main complaint regarding the American military presence in what
he considered the Muslim "Holy Land" of Saudi Arabia. A peaceful, stable and Western-friendly Iraq, free of its former regime, would mean the American military presence
in Saudi Arabia would no longer be necessary to protect the Kingdom from the "madman"
next door, while the long-suffering people of Iraq would have become the proud new proprietors of an oil-rich secular Muslim state, free to choose and create their own future in
the Middle East, democratic or otherwise.

Instead, the terminally -stupid, short-sighted Neo-cons and their "might is right" mentality,
reminiscent of Rome in its heyday, set about imposing "their will" and "their system", formed over a mere 200
years, upon a civilization that has been in existence before Rome itself, let alone the gleam in
their own founding forefathers eyes! And while the newly-elected Democrats continue to
protest their innocence in all of this, need I remind this self-proclaimed "innocent party"
that in 2004/2005, despite wise counsel from various nations regarding the wisdom of hiring
Iraqi companies and Iraqi workers in the massive reconstruction effort, thus reducing both
Nationalist insurgencies by giving the average Iraqi a real stake in his/hers future while at
the same time offering them the dignity and financial rewards of honest work, not to mention reducing secular tension by placing Sunnis and Shias together in the workplace
with the common goal of creating a better future for both, instead chose to sit around with
their thumbs up their asses on their various oversight committees because their own parties
corporate backers wanted a bigger slice of the American taxpayers pie!

Thus, with the re-election of G.W. Bush in 2004 and the soon to follow passing of both Pope
John Paul and Yasser Arafat, the stage was set for what history will one day reveal to be the
greatest political blunder in American History, brought about by a select group of Washington
neo-cons, in what is now known as their failed "Orange Revolution", the apparent brainchild
of a disgruntled former Soviet dissident and then leader of the far-right Settler's Party in
Israel, a man I like to refer to as "the great Jewish Napoleon, Satan (Natan) Sharansky.

I must now refer my readers to "the accursed dyad" and its current political manifestation in
the form of the "Quartet" as stated in my first post entitled "Introduction". To understand the
interplay of these forces one must refer to the former Cold War Superpower combatants as
"has beens" and the two other rising entities on the world stage, these being the European
Union (Babylon the Great, refer "treaty of Rome, 1956) and China (the Devil and his Dragon)
as "wannabees".

And so it came to pass that, in 2005, despite all the empathy for the Americans by the Russians after 9/11, and completely void of the common sense wisdom of "If the Russian Bear
does not shit in "YOUR" backyard, do not shake your Big Stick at him, lest Rome burn",
Babylon the Great, in her insatiable greed, set about trying to "steal" the Ukraine for her
newly resurrected Roman Whoredom, cleverly employing the Reagan-era neo-cons and their
much beleaguered frontman G. W. in a vain attempt to install a Western-friendly, Roman
Catholic leader and his American "Star" wife , the consequences of which has since created
terrible animosity towards the West, and America in particular, upon the streets of Russia,
while driving the current Russian leadership, albeit with great distaste, into the open arms
of Iran, effectively re-starting the Cold War in a grand "divide and conquer" scheme resulting
in the disappearance of 20 nuclear tipped Soviet cruise missiles which to this day have
yet to be accounted for!

Upon witnessing this "Grand Illusion" I decided to head to the birthplace of my own countries
Confederation and upon my arrival in Charlottetown was quickly met by two "jacks" who
proceeded to take me to a former French whorehouse turned roominghouse run by a fat, blond woman who bore a striking resemblance to then Israeli P. M. Ariel Sharon, save a pair of mammary glands and a bleeding hole. After a month my sixth sense told me something was
wrong again so I decided on a tactic of isolation and headed to Sydney N.S on Canada Day
(July 1) to catch the midnight ferry to the Rock (Nfld.). It should be duly noted that while
Canada Day celebrations were taking place at said downtown Ferry docks, I could not help
but notice the double of then Liberal P.M. Paul Martin overlooking the festivities, Paul being
the first Western leader the newly elected G.W. Bush had visited upon re-election and a
staunch advocate, together with both the French and Germans, of said Ukranian debacle.
Furthermore, though my original destination had been Cornerbrook, a short young blond
informed me that her recommendation was that of Stephanville, this being home to a former
American "Cold War" airbase and bearing the name of the then leader of the Conservative
Party who happened to hail from Alberta(note: Both Newfoundland and Alberta are now
Canada's two "oil-rich" provinces).

Having found accommodation in Stephanville I once again decided to go "fishing" using
my proven pavlovian postcards as bait. Two postcards were mailed but I do not think the
first postcard even got off the rock before the Egyptians took a hit at Sharm el Sheik, followed
several weeks later by the attack on subways in London. Damn if the murderous traitors did
not feel so safe and secure so as to use the exact same M.O. as in 2001, first the small middle-
eastern state followed by its historical Western protectorate! I left the Rock on what is
historically known as "Lord Nelsons Day", this being in reference to the stranding of Napoleon
in the the land of Egypt by said British figure.

Stopping in Fredericton, N.B. for a couple of weeks for much needed R&R, I then returned
to the place of my birth where I was informed by the Liberal whores at Queens Park that
I now owed them a little over $6000 dollars due to my failure to provide them with proper
receipts! (despite their claims, I suspect the real reason was the cost of sump pumps due to
the fact that Stephanville suddenly and inexplicably found itself underwater!) Upon this
I came to the inexorable conclusion that the Western world had become a perverbial "Ship
of Fools" and that my own country continued to be helmed by imbeciles, so I packed my bags
and returned to Ottawa to confront such folly in September of 2005.

Upon my arrival I quickly informed all three main political parties (cons, libs, ndp) that they
"had been penetrated, and I ain't talking sex here", this being received with the same careless
nonchalance that one would expect from a group of pigs busy feeding at the trough while
happily wallowing in their own filth and shit.

Having decided to hang around for the winter in what is best described as a custom-made
gas chamber(carbon monoxide)/funeral pyre provided by a chronic left-wing "Assoholic"(his
spade "double" is the current leader of Venezuela)
and his aging mother (refer Dead can Dance's track "The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove") I left
Ottawa at the end of May/2006 and returned to the once Catholic Convent turned HI hostel
I first encountered the previous summer and settled in for what I thought would be a quiet
and uneventful summer, then along came the Israeli invasion of Lebanon. And although this
has nothing to do with the murderous treason first put forth in this essay regarding direct
attacks against the West, it does highlight the overt abuse of power and utter hypocrisy
by Western Powers.

The poor Lebanese, having heeded the West's call for Democracy, engaged in their own "Green Revolution" and, having succeeded in kicking the Syrians out, were then rewarded for
their efforts by having the Israelis pummel them mercilessly from above all because the duly
elected Hamas leadership decided, for once, to play by the rules and had subsequently attacked an Israeli
military outpost! My opposition to said action garnered me accusations of anti-semitism,
but with a tall, blond, know-it-all Idiot occupying the room directly across the hall and with
an air campaign eerily similar to Bill Clinton and NATO's techno-war in Bosnia, I suspect
Miss American Pie and her unholy Judeo-Christian trinity were once again impatient in
imposing their will and belief system upon the unsuspecting parties due to her constant
phsycho-blamic mood swings, in all probability brought on by the inevitable reality of
menopause.

Thus it is a sad commentary on the Western mindset, be it Russia, Lebanon, or any other nation that has willingly adopted democracy, that they are not allowed to develop their own
version of such over time instead of being constantly pressured and criticized by the West.
I am of the opinion that Russia would have, in time, developed its own unique form of Western
style democracy had it not been preached to and belittled by a pompous and hypocritical West,
leaving its leaders bewildered as to exactly how to deal with a population that is now filled with
fear, loathing and utter contempt for a nation that only 7 years ago had the greatest empathy
for. As for Lebanon I am of the opinion that, having had the "Khahunas" to actually kick out
the Syrians would have, in time, gotten around to dealing with Hezbollah, but instead now
find it near impossible to justify to its general population any action that might help the
future goals of its brutally barbaric neighbor.

In closing I would like to refer the duly elected leaders of the Judeo-Christian Western world to now heed the
word of your own self-proclaimed saviour, that great Priest after the Order of Melchizadek,
that Great Rabbi of his Fathers House when he proclaimed:

Remove the mote from your own eye first, then and only then can you remove the mote from others!

DO WHAT THOU WILT