Hail Amerika

Amerika has gone far beyond its tipping point.  When I refer to the United States as “Amerika”, I’m talking about the racist/fascist aspects of my country of origin.  According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, the first usage was in 1968, and the use of a “k” instead of a “c” likened the good ol’ U.S.A. to Nazi Germany, where the “k” sound could never be performed by a lowly “c”.  If you have even the slightest idea of Amerika’s history, you already understand that “A-m-e-r-i-k-a” should have been the proper spelling from the beginning.  Just ask the hundred million or so victims of The Great Amerikan Holocaust, during which European invaders mercilessly decimated the original inhabitants of this continent.  Then ask the uncounted hundreds of millions of victims who paid the ultimate price to the Amerikan Empire during the next five centuries.  But then, that would be an exercise in futility since dead people don’t usually have much to say.

Today in Amerika, the Reichstag is burning.  Adolph Trump…Ted Goring…Ben Himmler…sorry, did I leave out the democrats?…Eva Braun Clinton… play upon xenophobic fears of the minions of little people who look to them for comfort and protection from “the other”.  For those who lived through the Nazi years in Deutschland, it must be deja vu all over again.  “Deutschland Uberalles” has morphed into “Make Amerika Great Again”.  Jews are now Muslims.  Good Germans are now Exceptional Amerikans.  Same shit, different “homeland” and century.  The fascist playbook seems to be always in play somewhere.

The exceptional gullibility of Amerikans never ceases to amaze.  Dumber than rocks and too poor to pay attention.  Idiots who walk into the same wall over and over again, damaging themselves each time until they’re too broken to move.  They’re fooled by their masters in the deep state again and again, and by the same tricks.  The Amerikan Flag is a false flag, flying high over the land of the incarcerated and home of the fearful.  Amerikans tremble, losing control of their bladders as they salute the red, white, and blue symbol of death and destruction with one hand, while embracing their Glocks and AK-47s in the other.

Whenever the deep state deems it necessary, Amerikans and their brethren in every corner of Empire get to choke on the smoke of yet another Reichstag.  The Reichstag du jour took place recently in San Bernadino, in an especially bloody and well orchestrated event which followed the usual deep state script to perfection.  14 dead bodies, 17 wounded, two dead Muslim extremist terrorists, one a female weighing barely 100 pounds, both shot dead by police in a firefight which the perpetrators of the crime allegedly initiated through the rolled-up windows of their vehicle, and ended up shot dead with their hands cuffed behind them.  This nice young couple who’d just dropped their baby off at Grandma’s house.  What’s not to believe about this whole scenario?  All the major news networks reported the same schtick and spiel…must be true.  Lester Holt wouldn’t lie.

Add the two “Muslim extremist” attacks in Paris and the Boston Marathon bombing to the carnage of San Bernadino, factor in the billions of video cameras in our surveillance society and another couple billion smart phones, and you’d think that there might be some actual video evidence of who dunnit.  It was widely reported by witnesses of the recent bloodbath that the shooters were three tall Caucasian-appearing males, armed to the teeth, but that rumor was quickly squelched and forgotten.  I’ve got to throw the Osama bin Laden assassination fiasco to this inferno of deception.  None of our fine young Marines or CIA goons even considered the possibility of an iota of photographic proof of the death of the guy who actually passed away in late 2001 in Pakistan…as was widely reported at that time.  You’d also think that occasionally one of these radical Muslim killers might survive and be allowed to tell the world why he did what he did.  A single Tsarnaev brother is about the only one I can think of.  Oh, they tried to shut him up, but he somehow managed to survive the barrage of bullets which only killed the boat in which he hid.  His final bullet was delivered by a media which somehow forgot to print a word he ever said in his defense.

I’d sure like to be a fly on the wall when the soulless suits from the banking/political/military/media/industrial-establishment get together for barbeques or fondue parties to plan the next Reichstag for our fear and bewilderment.  But then, that would ruin the surprise.  After they snuffed the Kennedy brothers, Malcom, Martin, Wellstone, young John Kennedy, and countless foreign leaders…after they lied us into a nearly seamless series of wars for profit, I thought they’d have trouble coming up with anything bigger or bloodier.  9-11-01 was certainly their crowning achievement, and will be nearly impossible to beat for sheer horror and impact.  If Hollywood put on an Apex Predators’ Academy Awards Event, 9-11-01 would surely take home a buttload of little gold statues.  Special effects were spectacular.  Directing, casting, acting, screenplay…I’ve always wondered whether they got Steve Spielberg or Ron Howard involved in the production.

So what’s up with the latest barrage of deep state fascist horror productions?  I can picture the apex predators getting together with their Cuban cigars and bottles of 25 year old Macallan Scotch in the cathedral-like mahogany library of a hand-hewn log 40,000 sq. ft. mansion…maybe in Teton County, Wyoming, discussing their plans for our future.

Banker dude:  Gentlemen, we need to talk about our agenda for the next fiscal year.  The San Bernadino production, although successful, was not without its share of fuck-ups.  I don’t think I need to emphasize the importance of seamless precision in these matters.  No more mistakes.

Political dude:  In all fairness, San Bernadino did achieve the desired results.  Trump picked up the Islamophobia ball, and his clueless followers are running with it.  The agenda of The Project for a New American Century is rolling along.  Amerika hates and fears all Muslims now, and the complete annexation of the oil lands of the Mideast and North Africa is within our grasp.  Nobody’s going to dare complain when we start stoking the fires of war.

Military dude:  Nukes this time maybe?

Wall Street dude:  Initial figures support our theory that the gun industry is in for a banner year.  Not to mention the folks who supply our military with its toys.  This just in; now there are more guns in Amerika than there are Amerikans, and the Pentagon is headed for a two trillion buck annual budget in the foreseeable future.

Military dude:  Wahoo!  That means more nukes.

Media dude:  What the hell are we going to do about the Russian situation?  Can’t we maybe drug Putin and photograph him in compromising positions with a male prostitute?   How about a Muslim male prostitute!  Gotta do something to discredit him before he bombs all our ISIS boys into oblivion.  Otherwise we’ll never be able to snuff Assad and get Syria under our thumbs where it belongs.

Banker dude:  Easy fix.  An encore performance.  One airliner.  A 747 this time.  Prime time television at One World Trade Center.  Prepare pictures of a few Russian Muslim terrorists for the media, and get ready to scatter a few singed passports over the debris.  Get the night crew started on planting the appropriate explosives for demolition.

John R. Hall, having finally realized that no human being in possession of normal perception has a snowball's chance in hell of changing the course of earth's ongoing trophic avalanche, now studies sorcery with the naguals don Juan Matus and don Carlos Castaneda in the second attention. If you're patient, you might just catch him at his new email address, but if his assemblage point happens to be displaced, it could take a while. That address is: drachman2358@outlook.com Read other articles by John R..