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The American flag, the U.S. Constitution and the Bill of Rights have now been torn to shreads. "Rest In Peace (RIP)", Freedom and Liberty. RIP, "the experiment in democracy".

 

We have watched in dumb amazement (those of us who have realized what is really going on, that is) as for the past five years the Bill of Rights, the U.S. Constitution, liberty, and freedom have been step by step, systematically eviscerated, first with the so-called "USA P.A.T.R.I.O.T. Act (those who criticize it supposedly aren't patriots)", and then with the latest afront on domestic freedom and liberty, the "Military Commissions Act of 2006," also known among other names as the "Detainee Bill", passed by an almost completely cowed Senate in the dead of night on Friday, the 29th day of September, 2006.

 

Now NONE OF US is safe. Not civil libertarians, not dissenters, not protesters of even the mildest variety (as virtually everything is now considered "terrorism"), and not even those blind worshippers of the U.S. government or its agents; because, if someone decides they don't like you, or gets jealous or resentful of you, all they need do is CLAIM you criticized the government, defended "rights", felt that certain force used against someone was excessive, or committed some other equally innocent "perceived threatening conduct" (some of the federal government's favorite wording that they now use for those who exercise their inalienable, immutable, inviolable First Amendment rights of Freedom of Speech, Belief and Dissent to disagree with their government), and you will very likely be "disappeared" into custody, stripped of U.S. citizenship, and be interro(r)gated, intimidated, humiliated, terrorized, tortured, and/or very possibly murdered, all without "Due Process of Law" under the Fifth and Fourteen Amendments of the U.S. Constitution, or a fair, unbiased hearing, access to an impartial lawyer, court, judge, or jury; and, if you live through this process, you could be kept secretly imprisoned forever without access to ANYONE important to you. This is NO exageration WHATSOVER; and, if "We, The People" don't repeal this horrific law, or the U.S. Supreme court doesn't overturn it, this is the END of our Republic, of Democracy, and of ALL Liberty and Freedom in "the land of the free, and the home of the brave", and THE END OF ALL protection(s) from a capricious, out of control, dictatorial government.

 

So, you see, the inviolable freedoms and liberties that we have so taken for granted, and that most Americans now have so little understanding of the supreme importance of, much to our grave detriment, were not overturned by "Islamo-Fascist terrorists", nor by protesting, dissenting U.S. citizens, nor journalists critical of the government, nor any other equally illusory, contrived, manufactured, engineered, and/or U.S.-government-created, state-sponsored "enemy(ies)", agents, assets, patsies, bogeymen, infiltra(i)tors, disinfo-agents, detractors, distractors, naysayers, actors, shills, trolls, hackers, informers, spies, entrappers, and/or agents provocateur, etc., but this act of true terrorism was carried out by the very people in our own government who are literally sworn to uphold and protect the U.S. Constitution "from all enemies, foreign AND DOMESTIC", including from THEMSELVES and other tyrannical, 'absolutely despotic' (to loosely quote the Declaration of Independence) forces in that very government; and the vast majority of them have COMPLETELY failed us and thrown EVERY SINGLE PERSON in this great country OF OURS into limitless danger and threat(s) by that government to the very safety of EACH AND EVERY ONE OF OUR LIVES.

 

The following is very likely the best article on this subject that has thus far been written, at least as far as I am aware; and, therefore, I share it with you at this time to further clarify just how truly catastrophic, life-threatening and consequential the situation we are now in actually is for every single man, woman, child, and little baby in this entire country, and ultimately in this entire world. The world-renowned True Journalist who wrote this great article, Chris Floyd, is also a True Hero and an exceedingly courageous human being for writing such an accurate article of warning to world-citizens planet-wide, and such an accurate portrayal of the extremely dire situation the U.S. and the world are in as a direct result of the subject matter it covers, as follows:

 

 

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Click here to go to Chris Floyd's blog, 'Empire Burlesque'!    FATAL VISION: THE DEEPER EVIL
    BEHIND THE DETAINEE BILL
    ("Big Brother" Government
    Is Now Here In The U.S.)
    By Chris Floyd, T.O. UK Reporter
    t r u t h o u t | Perspective
    Tuesday, 3 October 2006
    [Copyright (c) 2006 in the
    U.S.A. and Internationally
    by t r u t h o u t (.org),
    Empire Burlesque (Chris' blog)
    and/or Chris Floyd.
    All rights reserved.]

 

 

Click here to go buy Chris Floyd's book, 'Empire Burlesque: High Crimes and Low Comedy in the Bush Imperium'!

    (This is a slightly revised version of a piece that first appeared on the Oct. 2nd edition of Truthout.org .)

    There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country -- if the people lose their confidence in themselves -- and lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

--- Walt Whitman

 

    I.

 

    It was a dark hour indeed (on Friday, September 29th, 2006) when the United States Senate voted to end the constitutional republic and transform the country into a "Leader-State," giving the president and his agents the power to capture, torture and imprison forever anyone -- American citizens included -- whom they arbitrarily decide is an "enemy combatant." This also includes those who merely give "terrorism" some kind of "support," defined so vaguely that many experts say it could encompass legal advice, innocent gifts to charities or even political opposition to US government policy within its draconian strictures.

 

 

    All of this is bad enough -- a sickening and cowardly surrender of liberty not seen in a major Western democracy since the Enabling Act passed by the German Reichstag in March 1933. But it is by no means the full extent of our degradation. In reality, the darkness is deeper, and more foul, than most people imagine. For in addition to the dictatorial powers of seizure and torment given by Congress on Thursday to George W. Bush -- powers he had already seized and exercised for five years anyway, even without this fig leaf of sham legality -- there is a far more sinister imperial right that Bush has claimed -- and used -- openly, without any demur or debate from Congress at all: ordering the "extrajudicial killing" of anyone on earth that he and his deputies decide -- arbitrarily, without charges, court hearing, formal evidence, or appeal -- is an "enemy combatant."

 

    That's right; from the earliest days of the Terror War -- September 17, 2001, to be exact -- Bush has claimed the peremptory power of life and death over the entire world. If he says you're an enemy of America, you are. If he wants to imprison you and torture you, he can. And if he decides you should die, he'll kill you. This is not hyperbole, liberal paranoia, or "conspiracy theory": it's simply a fact, reported by the mainstream media, attested by senior administration figures, recorded in official government documents -- and boasted about by the president himself, in front of Congress and a national television audience.

 

    And although the Republic-snuffing act just passed by Congress does not directly address Bush's royal prerogative of murder, it nonetheless strengthens it and enshrines it in law. For the measure sets forth clearly that the designation of an "enemy combatant" is left solely to the executive branch; neither Congress nor the courts have any say in the matter. When this new law is coupled with the existing "Executive Orders" authorizing "lethal force" against arbitrarily designated "enemy combatants," it becomes, quite literally, a license to kill -- with the seal of Congressional approval.

 

    How arbitrary is this process by which all our lives and liberties are now governed? Dave Niewert at Orcinus has unearthed a remarkable admission of its totally capricious nature. In an December 2002 story in the Washington Post, then-Solicitor General Ted Olson described the anarchy at the heart of the process with admirable frankness:

 

    "[There is no] requirement that the executive branch spell out its criteria for determining who qualifies as an enemy combatant," Olson argues.

 

    "'There won't be 10 rules that trigger this or 10 rules that end this,' Olson said in the interview. 'There will be judgments and instincts and evaluations and implementations that have to be made by the executive that are probably going to be different from day to day, depending on the circumstances.'"

 

    In other words, what is safe to do or say today might imperil your freedom or your life tomorrow. You can never know if you are on the right side of the law, because the "law" is merely the whim of the Leader and his minions: their "instincts" determine your guilt or innocence, and these flutterings in the gut can change from day to day. This radical uncertainty is the very essence of despotism -- and it is now, formally and officially, the guiding principle of the United States government.

 

    And underlying this edifice of tyranny is the prerogative of presidential murder. Perhaps the enormity of this monstrous perversion of law and morality has kept it from being fully comprehended. It sounds unbelievable to most people: a president ordering hits like a Mafia don? But that is our reality, and has been for five years. To overcome what seems to be a widespread cognitive dissonance over this concept, we need only examine the record -- a record, by the way, taken entirely from publicly available sources in the mass media. There's nothing secret or contentious about it, nothing that any ordinary citizen could not know -- if they choose to know it.


 

    II.

 

    Six days after the 9/11 attacks, George W. Bush signed a "presidential finding" authorizing the CIA to kill those individuals whom he had marked for death as terrorists. This in itself was not an entirely radical innovation; Bill Clinton's White House legal team had drawn up memos asserting the president's right to issue "an order to kill an individual enemy of the United States in self-defense," despite the legal prohibitions against assassination, the Washington Post reported in October 2001. The Clinton team based this ruling on the "inherent powers" of the "Commander in Chief" -- that mythical, ever-elastic construct that Bush has evoked over and over to defend his own unconstitutional usurpations.

 

    The practice of "targeted killing" was apparently never used by Clinton, however; despite the pro-assassination memos, Clinton followed the traditional presidential practice of bombing the hell out of a bunch of civilians whenever he wanted to lash out at some recalcitrant leader or international outlaw -- as in his bombing of the Sudanese pharmaceutical factory in 1998, or the two massive strikes he launched against Iraq in 1993 and 1998, or indeed the death and ruin that was deliberately inflicted on civilian infrastructure in Serbia during that nation's collective punishment for the crimes of Slobodan Milosevic. Here, was following the example set by George H.W. Bush, who killed hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Panamanian civilians in his illegal arrest of Manuel Noriega in 1988, and Ronald Reagan, who killed Moamar Gadafy's adopted 2-year-old daughter and 100 other civilians in a punitive strike on Libya in 1986.

 

    Junior Bush, of course, was about to outdo all those blunderbuss strokes with his massive air attacks on Afghanistan, which killed thousands of civilians, and the later orgy of death and destruction in Iraq. But he also wanted the power to kill individuals at will. At first, the assassination program was restricted to direct orders from the president aimed at specific targets, as suggested by the Clinton memos. But soon the arbitrary power of life and death was delegated to agents in the field, after Bush signed orders allowing CIA assassins to kill targets without seeking presidential approval for each attack, the Washington Post reported in December 2002. Nor was it necessary any longer for the president to approve each new name added to the target list; the "security organs" could designate "enemy combatants" and kill them as they saw fit. However, Bush was always keen to get the details about the agency's wetwork, administration officials assured the Post.

 

    The first officially confirmed use of this power was the killing of an American citizen, along with several foreign nationals, by a CIA drone missile in Yemen on November 3, 2002. A similar strike occurred on December 4, 2005, when a CIA missile destroyed a house and purportedly killed Abu Hamza Rabia, a suspected al-Qaeda figure. But the only bodies found at the site were those of two children, the houseowner's son and nephew, Reuters reports. The grieving father denied any connection to terrorism. An earlier CIA strike on another house missed Rabia but killed his wife and children, Pakistani officials reported.

 

    However, there is simply no way of knowing at this point how many people have been killed by American agents operating outside all judicial process. Most of the assassinations are carried out in secret: quietly, professionally. As a Pentagon document uncovered by the New Yorker in December 2002 revealed, the death squads must be "small and agile," and "able to operate clandestinely, using a full range of official and non-official cover arrangements to ... enter countries surreptitiously."

 

    What's more, there are strong indications that the Bush administration has outsourced some of the contracts to outside operators. In the original Post story about the assassinations -- in those first heady weeks after 9/11, when administration officials were much more open about "going to the dark side," as Cheney boasted on national television -- Bush insiders told the paper that "it is also possible that the instrument of targeted killings will be foreign agents, the CIA's term for nonemployees who act on its behalf.

 

    Here we find a deadly echo of the "rendition" program that has sent so many captives to torture pits in Syria, Egypt and elsewhere -- including many whose innocence has been officially established, such as the Canadian businessman Maher Arar, German national Khalid El-Masri, UK native Mozzam Begg and many others. They had been subjected to imprisonment and torture despite their innocence, because of intelligence "mistakes." How many have fallen victim to Bush's hit squads on similar shaky grounds?

 

    So here we are. Congress has just entrenched the principle of Bush's "unitary executive" dictatorship into law; and it is this principle that undergirds the assassination program. As I wrote in December, it's hard to believe that any genuine democracy would accept a claim by its leader that he could have anyone killed simply by labeling them an "enemy." It's hard to believe that any adult with even the slightest knowledge of history or human nature could countenance such unlimited, arbitrary power, knowing the evil it is bound to produce. Yet this is exactly what the great and good in America have done.

 

    But this should come as no surprise. They have known about it all along, and have not only countenanced Bush's death squad, but even celebrated it. I'll end with one more passage from that December article, which sadly is even more apt for our degraded reality today. It was a depiction of the one of the most revolting scenes in recent American history: Bush's state of the Union address in January 2003, delivered live to the nation during the final warmongering frenzy before the rape of Iraq:

 

    Trumpeting his successes in the Terror War, Bush claimed that "more than 3,000 suspected terrorists" had been arrested worldwide -- "and many others have met a different fate." His face then took on the characteristic leer, the strange, sickly half-smile it acquires whenever he speaks of killing people: "Let's put it this way. They are no longer a problem."

 

    In other words, the suspects -- and even Bush acknowledged they were only suspects -- had been murdered. Lynched. Killed by agents operating unsupervised in that shadow world where intelligence, terrorism, politics, finance and organized crime meld together in one amorphous, impenetrable mass. Killed on the word of a dubious informer, perhaps: a tortured captive willing to say anything to end his torment, a business rival, a personal foe, a bureaucrat looking to impress his superiors, a paid snitch in need of cash, a zealous crank pursuing ethnic, tribal or religious hatreds -- or any other purveyor of the garbage data that is coin of the realm in the shadow world.

 

    Bush proudly held up this hideous system as an example of what he called "the meaning of American justice." And the assembled legislators ... applauded. Oh, how they applauded! They roared with glee at the leering little man's bloodthirsty, B-movie machismo. They shared his sneering contempt for law -- our only shield, however imperfect, against the blind, brute, ignorant, ape-like force of raw power. Not a single voice among them was raised in protest against this tyrannical machtpolitik: not that night, not the next day, not ever.

 

    And now, in September 2006, we know they will never raise that protest. Oh, a few Democrats stood up at the last minute on Thursday to posture nobly about the dangers of the detainee bill -- but only when they knew that it was certain to pass, when they had already given up their one weapon against it, the filibuster, in exchange for permission from their Republican masters to offer amendments that they also knew would fail. Had they been offering such speeches since October 2001, when the lineaments of Bush's presidential tyranny were already clear -- or at any other point during the systematic dismantling of America's liberties over the past five years -- these fine words might have had some effect.

 

    Now the killing will go on. The tyranny that has entered upon the country will grow stronger, more brazen; the darkness will deepen. Whitman, thou should'st be living at this hour; America has need of thee. (Subtitle and/or emphasis added by Wolf Britain.)

 



 

    Chris Floyd is an American journalist residing in the UK. His work has appeared in print and online in venues all over the world, including The Nation, Counterpunch, Columbia Journalism Review, the Christian Science Monitor, Il Manifesto, the Moscow Times, and many others. He is the author of Empire Burlesque: High Crimes and Low Comedy in the Bush Imperium , and is co-founder and editor of the "Empire Burlesque" political blog.

 

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Late Last Night....
Let it be said - TSO was, as expected, amazing.

Every year, I've gone to this with a different person. Every year, oddly, the seats have gotten better.

I WAS TWENTY FEET AWAY FROM ANNA PHOEBE!!

Ahem. I rather happen to admire a certain London violinist.

Last concert of this year's tour. Of course, it is in a city about five hours away from mine. Rogue lives about ten minutes away, and elected to drive, which was both kind and wise of him - my car, Rachel, is a little bit of a personality lately.

He claimed that he needed to drive the whole way, because next week he's driving some friends to Madison, and needs to know that he can do it. Privately, I'm thinking, "So, why don't I just take the road after Madison?" but whatever. Really, he just wants to be able to listen to his music the whole way in.

Let it be noted that, despite the fact that we are going to a concert for a sort of music that we both very much enjoy, on average, our music tastes do not match. It's not that I can't stand his music - rather that neither of us have any cds that match the other's. I amend that - for some reason, we're both into Meat Loaf. More rock operas, of course - which happens to be the genre of what we're attending.

I really can't say much about the concert, simply because it was too cool to properly describe. Definitely wished that Knuter and I could have gone together (on a separate date - Rogue made it quite clear that this was our thing, and he didn't want to share it - which I can understand), and was rather aware that I may not be able to see them again for quite some time.

Talked with Rogue quite a bit on the way there. We wandered around the city later - I hadn't eaten for awhile, and we've found that when I don't for more than six hours of waking-time, I get a little weird. He nearly threw me into a snowbank for my plaintiveness when I found that Burger King was closed, and I'd just wanted a strawberry milkshake. Which, of course, since it's Rogue, I wouldn't shut up about.

There's something in him that brings something out in me. Most of the time, I'm rather sedate or goofy, ironic or happy, mature or innocent. Around him, the attitude reigns full, the mischief is at the surface, and while I'm still rather philosophical, I'm usually conversing from, literally, off the beaten path. I don't think it'd be as common if he didn't enjoy bossing me around so much, or if I didn't derive so much pleasure from ignoring orders. :P

I now think of the place as, "Wisconsin - Land of the Fog." Generally, I'm fine with late-night driving. But when all you've got to see is fog and highway lines, it doesn't work so well. I can usually be noting signs along the way, trees, quirky landmarks, whatever. Nope. If you've heard of Desert Bus, this'd be the Midwestern variation. Hours and hours of milky soup and highway lines. I should have lasted the whole way home (we left a little after midnight), but after two and a half hours, I had to let Rogue take over.

He gives me grief, claiming that I gave him the longer part of the trip. Now, by the GPS (Claire), we had two hours left when I abdicated the driver's seat. I am not to blame for him driving intelligently in the fog, and thus making that turn into 2:40. I got into bed at six, he got into bed at 6:30.

I'm hoping it's something from the Army that gives him the ability to be as perky as he was when he came by today to hang out. I woke up in time to run into town for a meeting at 1400, then came back home, slept until I had another meeting at 1900. For that, I got as far as our town traffic lights before deciding that what'd moved in over our area was worse than Wisconsin's, and I had no business driving.

But. Amazing concert. And it's kind of satisfying to catch the last one of the season.

Until next year! Or, until I'm back home and able to do this again. :D
 
 
 

   
Mail! Present!
Too much "I can has cheezburger," on both our parts, has had an effect on the sorts of conversations Rogue and I have.

Particularly late at night.

P: I gotcha package
P: I hasn't opened it yet
P: But I got it
P: *wiggles*
P: Package package package BOX!!

R: From me? >.>
P: Uh huh
R: XD
P: Package package package.
R: Good
P: BOX!!

Admittedly, goofiness runs rampant between the twixt of us anyways. He seems to bring to the surface an interesting facet of everyone's personality.
 
 
   
 

Another Friend-Prompted Argument
We'll throw this in the category of "posts that get Rogue irked with me." But it's stuff I've been mentally chewing on for a bit since the last discussion we had on the topic, and it demands to be chewed on in text, because I can find the fallacies much better when I can see the argument.


Christ said, "I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through me." (ref. John 14:6)

Possibilities:
1) The Bible's inaccurate. Either when it was first recorded, or at some point through the centuries of being rescribed and translated, whatever. There's an inaccuracy, Christ never said that.

2) Christ did say that. But he didn't know what he was talking about. He was misinformed, or delusional, or leading people on. He wasn't speaking the truth.

3) Christ actually was the Son of God. He knew his Father, he lived with him before coming to Earth. He'd know the truth of the matter, and the truth was important enough to share it with us. So, he did speak the truth.

So, we've got that either the Bible's inaccurate, Christ was somehow speaking falsely, or what he said was true.


You can't call yourself a truth-seeker if you don't seek the truth. I went through this with one of the guys I'd dated - he'd had a tremendous falling-out with the Church (he was raised Catholic, and had a number of, shall we say, spirited discussions with the priest at his church), and since then claimed to be looking for the truth.

I was rather idealistic and gullible at this point in time. I don't know that I'm all that cynical now, but I do know that I wouldn't have had nearly as much of an issue if he'd said, "I don't like church, and I don't give a rip about anything spiritual." Admittedly, I probably would not have been dating him, but I wouldn't see that as a crime - just idiocy. Similar to the concept that driving to work without clearing the snow off your windshield is idiocy.

Ahem. I really do need to learn to be more diplomatic.

So, if you're honestly looking for the truth, you're going to have to chase each of these three out to its conclusion. Does science, archeology and whatever-the-study-of-ancient-documents-is, indicate that the Bible is true or an elaborate fabrication? If you can't nail down this one, then there's not much point going further - if the Bible's a fabrication, then there's our chief witness on the life of Christ and what sort of person he was.

Should be noted. Not by any means our only witness. A number of other ancient sources corroborate his existence. I say this sort of thing expecting you to check up on it, similar to Paul declaring in 1 Corinthians (15:3-6) that, after his death, Christ "appeared to 500 people at the same time, most of whom are still living." You provide sources because you expect people to check them.

So, go on, I'll wait.

...

Probably just the cynical part of me, but I don't think anyone hopped off to do research. So, you're just going to have to take this on faith (hah), and if you actually care enough to doubt me on it, do your research later, slackers.

Right, so, "exclusive".

Another argument here, mate. Are you saying that because it's exclusive, it isn't the truth? Or are you just saying that, because it's exclusive, you want nothing to do with it?

Further defining here. I think I used this example once before somewhere, but it still holds. If I want to drive to Rogue's house, I have to get on Cty Rd 209*. There are about six different approaches to Cty 209, but if I'm in my cute little sedan, there's no other way to his house.

I wouldn't say that's exclusive, I'd say that that's just fact. If Rogue were to hire some random crony to stand at each end of Cty 209 with a roadblock, and only let people through who were over six feet tall or could whistle with a mouthful of crackers, yes, I'd say that's exclusive.

Christ didn't say, "only people who can whistle with a mouthful of crackers can come to me." I don't know if they had crackers in his day. He didn't say, "only people who've never cheated on a test can come to me." He didn't say, "only people who've been circumcised can be saved," (recently studying Acts 15).

He said, "Whoever lives and believes in me will never die." (John 11:26) Whoever. Absolutely anyone can drive 209 to get to Rogue's house if they want (admittedly, since he's often cranky in the mornings, I don't know that you would want to). Absolutely anyone can "live in Christ", if they want (see: not cranky in the mornings :P).

No comes to the Father except through Christ - anyone can approach Christ.

Maybe if you redefine 'exclusive' you can apply the adjective. You can apply just about any adjective anywhere you want by redefining it. Doesn't mean it'll make sense, but hey, them's the breaks.

I've made the unfortunate error of dating a guy who wasn't a musician, and resented how much time I spent practicing, how much music meant to me, and the devotion and passion that it evoked in me. Hence, I prefer dating musicians now. My sister calls this exclusive, too. That one, I'd say, is true. Similar to how I prefer dating guys who are under thirty, as opposed to women in their fifties. There are cases where it's perfectly fine to be exclusive. And there are cases where something isn't exclusive at all.

Give me the truth. If you don't like Christ, say so. If you've got a bad history with your home church and recognize that you don't want to talk about anything spiritual, tell me that. If you're just dinking around in a kind of wishy-washy state because this isn't something important to you, let me know. If you're honestly searching for the truth, I would point out that "search" is a verb, an action word. Take some action. Find the truth.

Angels will celebrate when you do.
(Luke 15:7)


*I have better sense than to post my best friend's address on my blog.
 
 
 

   
My 'brother' is coming home
So, I was a little excited when he went from being near Baghdad to Kuwait.

I was quite excited when he came back to the States (he’s been up in AK for the last month).

But it hasn’t quite gotten here that he’s coming home. I know it, but I don’t quite get it.

He’s going to have my hide for one or more of my misadventures, or the ones I’ve been planning, while he’s been gone. And I love him for it.

I take so much pride in him for what he’s doing, what he’s pursuing, and the character he wants to be.

And he’s coming home tonight!!
 
 
   
 

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