(Abridged by henrymakow.com)
We're an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality. And while you're studying that reality - judiciously, as you will - we'll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that's how things will sort out. We're history's actors . . . and you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do. (Ron Suskind, NYTimes Magazine, Oct. 17, 2004). Said by Karl Rove
Some forty-five years ago, when I first beÂcame aware of the conÂspirÂacy for world domÂiÂnaÂtion, took up my sword and shield in the batÂtle for AmerÂica and salÂlied forth to arouse othÂers, I disÂcovÂered two kinds of people. Race, sex, ethÂnicÂity and edÂuÂcaÂtion did not seem to matÂter. The difÂferÂence beÂtween the two kinds cut through them all.
The first kind would tell me that he or she had long susÂpected someÂthing was wrong but couldÂn't idenÂtify it. Now that I had, everyÂthing came into foÂcus and they could. Now they could easÂily preÂdict what would hapÂpen, simÂply beÂcause they knew what had hapÂpened beÂfore. Even toÂday I can still do that and mysÂtify peoÂple, but it is so easy, so obÂviÂous, I don't even think of it as preÂdictÂing.
InÂdeed, from time to time I still get mesÂsages from peoÂple who say that when they first heard me talk, the shock was so great they knew I was crazy, but now that sufÂfiÂcient time has passed they reÂalÂize that they are crazy too. One lady acÂtuÂally said that. "Guess what? Now I'm crazy too!"
...The secÂond kind of prospect would lisÂten with half an ear, someÂtimes less, and reÂmain unÂconÂvinced. "Prove it! Prove it!" I can hear one of them shoutÂing. So I would go away and come back with more proof. But I never could perÂsuade them. The proof I preÂsented was never enough, or never enough of the right kind...
But they never did and I conÂtinÂued to blame myÂself, wastÂing preÂcious time. As you can probÂaÂbly imagÂine, the frusÂtraÂtion was inÂtense. Only gradÂuÂally did the truth dawn that there was nothÂing wrong with me. There was someÂthing wrong with them. Some of them were simÂply too weak minded or inÂtimÂiÂdated or covÂetous to face reÂalÂity. OthÂers may have been deÂlibÂerÂately tryÂing to waste my time.
WhatÂever the reaÂson, as the truth fiÂnally dawned on me, I, of course, changed my method. Now, maybe once a year, I would stop by for a few minÂutes to see whether they had made any progress, whether they had reÂcovÂered from their deluÂsions. SomeÂtimes they had; ofÂten they had not. If not, I would cheerÂfully go my way.
All of this again beÂcomes gerÂmane - even more gerÂmane - beÂcause some readÂers who are too young to reÂmemÂber it are now writÂing to comÂplain about my lanÂguage. They like what I have to say but they can't pass it along beÂcause if their prospects read in my pieces about "el presÂiÂdente Jorge W. Boosh," about "Democruds" and "ReÂpubÂliÂcruds," about "queers" and "fagÂgots," they will inÂstantly turn off. InÂdeed, the peoÂple who comÂplain are alÂmost turned off themÂselves. So, why do I use that lanÂguage?...
So, for inÂstance, the apÂpelÂlaÂtion "el presÂiÂdente Jorge W. Boosh" comÂmuÂniÂcates our awareÂness that Bush is comÂmitÂting treaÂson by conÂductÂing the preÂsent inÂvaÂsion of our counÂtry across the MexÂiÂcan borÂder. We know that beÂcause if he were to pick up the phone and say, "Stop it at once!" it would stop at once. But he does not pick up the phone and say that. In the latÂest revÂeÂlaÂtion, Boosh has gone into court to preÂvent the exÂeÂcuÂtion of a MexÂiÂcan who bragged about rapÂing and murÂderÂing two teenage girls. Boosh says the monÂster is an ilÂleÂgal alien and is proÂtected by treaty.
The apÂpelÂlaÂtion also comÂmuÂniÂcates our utÂter disÂgust for Boosh's true alÂleÂgiance and conÂtempt for the traiÂtor. So, then, if all this is true, what is the probÂlem? The probÂlem is preÂcisely that it is true. It is emÂbarÂrassÂing. The peoÂple who won't look at it - won't face it - can't. The simÂple truth is too frightÂful. That is why the word "fagÂgot" ofÂfends them. In my new book, Not Holier Than Thou: How Queer is Bush? I exÂplain that the anxÂiÂety such words cause is proof they have been brainÂwashed.
The same conÂsidÂerÂaÂtions would apÂply to my charÂacÂterÂiÂzaÂtion of the ComÂmuÂnist BroadÂcastÂing SysÂtem's reÂvoltÂing Mike WalÂlace, whose show I once wrote, as "snot dripÂping from the nose of a skid row drunk," and "dog vomit filled with magÂgots the dog is lapÂping up." It was Mike who said at a conÂferÂence on jourÂnalÂisÂtic ethics that he would not warn a MaÂrine Corps comÂmanÂder of an upÂcomÂing amÂbush, beÂcause to do so would damÂage his jourÂnalÂisÂtic "imÂparÂtialÂity." What else could you call this skunk?
There is still anÂother reaÂson for such inÂflamÂmaÂtory lanÂguage. Yes, it inÂfuÂriÂates. It is calÂcuÂlated to inÂfuÂriÂate the reader and arouse. It is meant to conÂvey the fact that we are not enÂgaged in an ideÂoÂlogÂiÂcal disÂcusÂsion here; this is not a uniÂverÂsity deÂbate. We are at war. Aided by doÂmesÂtic traiÂtors, a forÂeign power is atÂtackÂing and inÂvadÂing our counÂtry. There has been bloodÂshed. There have been caÂsuÂalÂties. I am not talkÂing about Iraq. Iraq is a disÂtant front in the war. I am talkÂing about New York. I am talkÂing about SeatÂtle. We are in the midÂdle of the most danÂgerÂous naÂtional emerÂgency in our hisÂtory.
Also, friends, again, I have been writÂing about these monÂsters for some forty-five years. I know they have been comÂmitÂting monÂstrous atrocÂiÂties for some two hunÂdred years. I am tired of beÂing poÂlite. How many more ways can one write about them; how many other things can one say? And what you like to read is now irÂrelÂeÂvant.
I said above that what I was talkÂing about all those many years ago is even more gerÂmane toÂday. Why? Back then, the conÂspirÂacy for world govÂernÂment was more conÂcealed, adÂmitÂtedly harder to see. It was not yet strong enough to reÂveal itÂself comÂpletely. ToÂday, as the late, great Robert Welch once put it, the conÂspirÂacy is necÂesÂsarÂily "runÂning naked to the finÂish line." BeÂcause it is so close, it is easÂier to see.
Which means that the peoÂple who toÂday refuse to see, the quibÂblers, are more culÂpaÂble than their spirÂiÂtual progÂenÂiÂtors. They have much less exÂcuse. In mind's eye now I imagÂine them, like the ladies at that womÂen's club, elÂeÂgantly dressed and coifÂfeured, cute, litÂtle napÂkins on their knees, eatÂing finÂger sandÂwiches, quibÂbling about exÂactly how to say it, as if what we're talkÂing about has nothÂing to do with them, as if they can choose whether or not to beÂcome inÂvolved. And they are doÂing that while acÂtual rapists are breakÂing into their beauÂtiÂfully decÂoÂrated meetÂing room, inÂtendÂing to drag them by their beauÂtiÂfully frosted hair into the street.
So I beÂlieve I can reÂasÂsure the heÂroes who willÂingly enÂdure the schizÂoÂphrenic frusÂtraÂtion of tryÂing to conÂvince blockÂhead felÂlow citÂiÂzens that someÂthing is faÂtally wrong in our counÂtry, let alone conÂvince them it is bad enough to enÂlist in the war. I have disÂcovÂered over more than 40 years in the strugÂgle that if my lanÂguage were as prisÂtine as Shirley TemÂple's in her prime, and my usÂages as conÂtemÂplaÂtive as the Dalai Lama's, these britÂtle folks would find someÂthing else to disÂsuade them...
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Alan Stang was one of Mike Wallace's original writers at Channel 13 in New York, where he wrote some of the scripts that sent Mike to CBS. Stang has been a radio talk show host himself. In Los Angeles, he went head to head nightly with Larry King, and, according to Arbitron, had almost twice as many listeners. He has been a foreign correspondent. He has written hundreds of feature magazine articles in national magazines and some fifteen books.
His first book, It's Very Simple: The True Story of Civil Rights, (1965) was an instant best-seller. His first novel, The Highest Virtue, (1974) set in the Russian Revolution, won smashing reviews and five stars, top rating, from the West Coast Review of Books.
Alan M said (July 20, 2018):
No one told the TRUTH like this man of integrety.
His genre along with William Cooper resisted the tide of PLANNED EVIL, and did not pussy-foot around with femin-nazi tulip words.
Sadly, most males entered into this matrix of evil.
And because of that sad note, there is NO resistance to the EVIL, and produces a null and void electrical curcuit AKA No resistance- No flow.
Truth has fallen in the street, and most simply do not give a rip.
Thank you Henry for this excellent article.