The Real Danger Lies Within By John Kaminski
Hmm — dilemma. I don't like writing about myself .... but I need to sell some books. Why do I need to sell some books? So I can keep writing, of course. Why do I need to keep writing? Well now, there's the central question. Why do I write?
The cynics among you would (and do) insist that Kaminski writes books (or terse essays that he later collects into books) to make money. Of course, others who have read my desperate dissertations about the current calumnies of this twisted tango called human society have definitely digested the idea that I write to alert caring people of dangers, deceptions, and deceits. After all, were I writing to merely make money, wouldn't I be saying those same things that prove so profitable for all those snivelling sycophants you see on TV? Wouldn't I be saying George W. Bush is a great leader and sincere God-fearing guy? And that America is the light of the world and has the right to kill anybody it wants to in the name of profit? That's what the writers who are making the real money are saying, in one demented way or another.
No, my regular readers wouldn't say I write books to make money. Perhaps if I did, I would have more of the green stuff. But for me, that's never been the purpose. Let me explain.
I have no children, nor a wife. Sure, I have some siblings, and their extended families, with whom I have cordial relations. Except they think I'm crazy. They don't listen to a thing I say. I gave them copies of my first book and other things I write. They refuse to read them. And when they glance at them, they think what I assert is preposterous.
The American government behind the 9/11 disaster? How blasphemous, they think. After all, they all voted for Bush. They're wondering when the government is going to come and pick me up and transfer me to Camp Ashcroft. They joke about this. Many of them have advanced degrees. I consider them ineducable.
Because I have no family, and because the family I do have is profoundly anesthetized by this odious American coma so many seem so drugged by, I've managed to construct a family on the Internet.
The Internet. What a great gift. Never in a million years could I have found so many like-minded souls without the Internet. I have managed to build a cyberfamily, one that buries me with e-mails every single day, that cheers me up when I get too low, one that comes looking for me when I am absent for too long a time.
They appreciate what I have tried to give them each time I sit down at this keyboard. Each time I sit down and try to write a piece, it's always ... what do these people who are most important to me, these people who I would rather talk to more than anybody else in the world, because these are the people who really care about what's going on in the world, and the people who are actually trying to do something about it .... what is it that these people who have shown me so much love really need to hear?
Judging by the responses I get back, I am doing what I set out to do, telling them what they need to hear, telling them that there is a higher standard by which the people of the world can lead their lives, telling them about the criminal idiots who every day try to deceive them with false rationalizations and psychotic dogma, trying to get them to be mindless robots who accept killing and lying, and warning them about the poisoning of the minds and bodies and souls by those who pretend to be acting in their best interests, but who clearly are not.
Judging by the responses I receive, I am succeeding. The world can be a better place. It is currently going in the wrong direction. It is up to us to change it, because nobody else will. I am doing my part, and will continue to do it until my last breath. At this point, I can do nothing else. And I am so grateful for all the support I've received, both moral and financial.
This gratitude fuels my original desire, which is to say what I think needs to be done to make this species and this world .... dare I say the words I wrote so long ago in another, never published book? .... they now seem so hopelessly and unrealistically optimistic .... to make this world a beacon of hope, compassion and justice to all the universe for as long as the future shall be! There. I said it. Now you know why I write.
The impossible dream of a pathetically romantic loner, you may fairly conclude. What is there that is really worth doing in the world that the majority do not say in their fleabitten futility: "A just world? That's impossible." But in fact, at the very end of philosophy, you discover that nothing really is worth doing unless it is impossible.
The title of my book The Perfect Enemy is also the title of one of the 41 essays in it. It refers to my continuing insistence that the boogeyman is really a nightmare fairytale constructed to keep us from seeing the obviously criminal behavior of our leaders, that the dreaded al-Qaeda group of so-called terrorists is not so much a group of aggressive Islamic freedom fighters as it is a cynical strategem devised by the powers who control us to justify their endless wars and heartless abuse of all free peoples in the world.
I'm proud to have invented the phrase (although others also make the claim) because as a meme, it has taken hold in the world, and the subject is now discussed in numerous essays on the Internet and elsewhere.
But it is only one of many essays that have been featured on hundreds of websites around the world, from Al-Jazeera to Pravda to the American Free Press (but sadly, never in any mainstream American newspapers), and more importantly, forwarded by many thousands of readers to their own lists of friends and sources.
I was proud to be quoted by a Russian general the other day who was commenting on one of my pieces that was subtitled "only a desperate idiot would join the U.S. armed forces today." And just as proud to receive a letter from Yemen saying I understood the situation in the Middle East better than most Arabs. Or another letter from Iran appreciating that I understood the Iranian people to be decent and honest.
I have always thought the two most important essays in this collection are "9/11 was a hoax," a piece that circulated all over the world and was reprinted by many (and still holds up pretty well despite that fact it was written more than a year ago), and "Solving the Enigma of Media Manipulation," which really was just a rewrite of the fine series on the subject published by questionsquestions.net about the corruption by the CIA and Zionist manipulation within the so-called liberal left American alternative media. I believe that these are two pieces that everyone in America should comprehend. If they did, we wouldn't be in the desperate fix we are in now, waiting for World War III, a worldwide financial collapse and inevitable environmental disaster.
Of course religion is always one of my favorite topics. My regular readers know my position on the matter all too well — namely, that it too is a hoax. How else could our "God-fearing" president and most of the braindead hypocrites in America keep cheering genocide against the Palestinians and advocating the mass murder of everybody in the world who is not like them. Essays such as "Spiritual Gangsters," "Devils from Heaven," and "Penalty of an Ancient Fraud" pretty much outline my position on these matters.
But the majority of these essays revolve around the great deception known as 9/11, and its horrible offspring issues, the continuing American mass murders in Afghanistan and Iraq.
"Detective story" is still the simplest explanation about what happened on 9/11. Find the people who made the money off the suspicious investments prior to that horrid day and you'll find the people who planned and committed this dreadful deed. Of course, the corrupt FBI has already officially said there was nothing suspicious about those investments.
"The understanding" is about how everyone can expect America's next generation to be much worse and more callous than this one, because with all these false myths about Arab enemies being pounded into the brains of our children, the war that Bush plans to last forever no doubt will, since these kids will grow up to be even more warlike and gullible than average Americans are now.
The piece quoted by the Russian general — "Uncle Sam wants you dead — now!" — is about how anyone joining today's U.S. military is either guaranteed a senseless and ugly death in a faraway land for no real reason, or a future of cancer and other ailments due to the depleted uranium ammunition the insane power brokers are now using to pollute the land throughout the world. Why the U.S. has embarked on this obviously suicidal policy is still anybody's guess.
But I think of all the pieces I've written on the Internet, the single one people liked most was "The Man in the Big White Stone," which was about an imaginary conversation with the composite personality inside the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The punchline to that one is probably the best sentence I've ever written.
The Perfect Enemy: The Internet Essays of John Kaminski, volume 2, is simply a continuation of the series of columns I've written over the past three years that have appeared on such esteemed websites as rense.com, serendipity.li, globalresearch.ca, onlinejournal.com, apfn.com, worldnewsstand.net and rudemacedon.ca. The first volume, titled America's Autopsy Report, took us through the beginning of the Iraq war. Volume 2 takes us up to the summer of 2004, when the Kean commission was just about to issue its bogus report on 9/11.
We are trapped in a social system that never was what it said it was. Perhaps it was the best the human race could do at the time, evolving as it did out of a system of decaying monarchies and manipulative secret societies. But whatever the situation was, the United States of America as set up by our Founding Fathers was simply not the free republic it pretended to be, and over time, through the inexorable deterioration caused by lies and graft, it has devolved into a corporate police state in which democracy has come to mean corruption and servitude, and freedom means millions of dead innocents slaughtered on the altar of corporate profits.
The genuine wealth and well-being of all life on this planet has been made subservient to the insatiable appetites of those who control the money supply, and the public is left out of the loop where as a consequence the rewards for its labors are siphoned off through the cancerous principles of usury by the parasites who control the social systems.
We are now at a point in our evolution where we either capture control of our destinies by finally assuming control of our money supply and calibrating it to honest evaluations of labor and commodities, or we forever relinquish our claim to be free people on a just planet and accept our roles as powerless serfs in a world of heartless masters and expendable slaves.
The real danger in the world lies within the hearts of each of us. The question that now threatens our future, and the future of our children, is this: Will we accept this kind of economic parasitism that limits our lives to a kind of social slavery, or will we try to build something we can truly be proud of, a world in which honesty and fairness are actual possibilities rather than cynical political doublespeak meant to rationalize the abuse of some for the profit of others?
It is my fondest hope that something I might say in these Internet rants will trigger events that will lead the world toward a truly free, just, and compassionate society. Or better yet, that something I might say will trigger one of you to take that step, utter those words, or make that move that one day will make all the difference in the fight between truly enlightened freedom and manipulated semiconscious slavery.
Best wishes, and thanks for both your attention .... and your heart's desire.
John Kaminski, email@example.com, is a writer who lives on the Gulf Coast of Florida. He is the author of two collections of essays, America's Autopsy Report and The Perfect Enemy, which have been published individually on hundreds of websites around the world. In addition, he has written The Day America Died: Why You Shouldn't Believe the Official Story of What Happened on September 11, 2001, a 48-page booklet aimed at those who still believe the government's highly questionable version of events.
You assist an evil system most effectively by obeying its orders and decrees. An evil system never deserves such allegiance. Allegiance to it means partaking of the evil. A good person will resist an evil system with his or her whole soul. — Mahatma Gandhi
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