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The Terror-crats
NMB, Florida October 23, 2001 A.H. Schectman
THINKING ALLOWED
Essays on Issues, Ideas and Reflections on the Times. Published Now and
Then. Opinions Pro or Con Are Welcome.
THE TERROR-CRATS
Our language changes to accommodate the New World that was created on
September 11, 2001. Just a few terrorists were able to bring down huge
buildings and instantly eradicate the bodies of thousands of workers and
their rescuers. We added new words to our language. We now have the word
cyber-terrorism that means, I suppose, the ability to instantly inform
cohorts of plans to further hurt and humiliate enemies. There is also
bio-terrorism that depicts the use of anthrax and possibly smallpox or other
diseases to stealthily attack at a distance while using the U.S. Postal
service to deliver the hurt and humiliation.
The terror-crat is not Osama bin Laden or his chief lieutenants. The
terror-crat is one of the fat-cats sitting on pots of money who gleefully
witness the game of putting a bell on the chief alley cat, the United States
of America. Their sources of wealth has traditionally been the creative
genius, willingness to take risks and ability of managers to get jobs done
to create new fields of endeavor where money is to be made. Americans have
gone to dusty, impoverished lands and drilled for oil for the hapless people
there and enriched the hereditary rulers who were instantly made impossibly
wealthy but who did not share this wealth to enrich the common folk living
within their suddenly important nations.
It is members of the clannish and related rich jet sets of the formerly
third world nations raised by American know-how that nourish the hate for
that same American willingness to extend a helping hand. Of course, it is
the American industrial might that provided that knowledge and the experts
who transformed little countries. Profit has forever been the driving force.
Those little countries have given birth to terror-crats who hate with a
passion. They hate despite the wealth that changed their lives from the
sweltering dusty streets where plodding donkeys bring in and out the kind of
trinkets that pass for trade among the third world. The terror-crats supply
the money fueling a tiny network of terrorists who die to terrify the world.
They should be our targets of choice. WDYT? Carol's Evaluation: 9 out of
10.
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