During the biggest
humanitarian disaster in the history of the United States, it
should have been all hands on deck for the relief effort,
bureaucracy should have gone with the 140mph
wind, but hands were tied… literally. The government sent in the
‘men who stare at goats’ from Fort Bragg, not to rescue
survivors, but to stare at them, dying!
Stubborn veterans, who
weathered it out, will be forcibly removed, presumably simply by
glaring at them, so that the entire city call be bulldozed and
remodeled to Dick Cheney’s specifications. Only ultra-modern
skyscrapers will be restored in the strategic oil port of New
Orleans. Battleships are stationed on the Mississippi, for the ‘war
against looters.’
The UK government didn’t
seem to notice Hurricane Katrina, they were too busy embroiled in a
‘Bra War’ with China and Jack Straw was warning us again about the
imminent danger posed to us all, by British-born Muslims. I guess
‘incitement to violence’ doesn’t apply to him. Tony Blair is more
concerned about bad parenting.
There is a State of
Emergency in ten states and Martial Law in three…
and counting, and with
tens of thousands of homeless, jobless, displaced persons, racial
tensions will mount. Wouldn’t it be just like those damned
“terrorists” to strike while you’re down? It would certainly take
the heat off Bush and aim the tactical nukes at Iran. Forget any
inquiry!
It is getting more difficult
to preempt the Globalists, because they really are criminally insane
and they have so many ‘terror tools’ at their disposal, like
race-specific viruses, thanks to scientific endeavors. Bird Flu may
be on the back-burner until populations are weakened by biological
or chemical attacks, but the Grim Reaper wants billions of souls.
One thing is certain,
policing in America is now on a par with some of the dictatorships
they threaten with democracy and enforcement of Patriot Act
II will be the final nail in the coffin. But ‘normality’ will continue,
parading shiny, happy celebrities to remind us, when in reality,
tomorrow you may not have a home, or a city, or even a country.
Hazel W.M. McKinlay