If
only I had a com, a radio, some way to communicate with my personal Beechcraft
Super King Air 350ER. Somehow we
lost communications, although its reconnaissance is steadfast. If only I could reestablish
communications with my personal Department of Homeland Security Multi-Role
Enforcement Aircraft. Maybe
I could supply a relevant directive.
Somehow the flight crew of four, two pilots and two sensor operators,
have become confused. To
exacerbate the loss of communication a mirror
Super King 350 has imparted a search and rescue. They may be trying to communicate “Top
Gun” style. They fly in repeating
circles intersecting closely within visual range. I wonder if they flip each other off. I feel their lost directive has
instigated a much more dramatic overtone to their mission. Because underneath them lies Fort
Bragg, the home of the United States Army Airborne Forces, Special Forces, Army
Forces Command, and Army Forces Reserve Command are they afraid? With such massive capability on the
ground and in the air, why would the DHS mistakenly embark on reconnaissance
here? It is plausible that the
crew of the two planes have gone rogue and entered a contract with local law
enforcement. Although Commander in
Chief Obama has raised their salaries dramatically in response to recent loss
of life in Iraq and Afghanistan, still dollars can be made on the black
market. Remember Viet Nam? It makes military life a little more
fun. I cursed my lost planes last
week and they relocated. This week
again they returned to their original flight path. At first with no leadership or mission they intently were
interested in my chopping of trees with an axe. Admittedly old fashioned swinging of an axe into dead wood
can be antagonistic, especially when your muscular force usurps that both of the military and the Strategic
Rail Corridor. They respond almost
immediately when I fell a tree. I
wonder how my tax dollars can be better spent. “I must reestablish communication with my charges!” When I ride my finely-tuned, hidden,
secret weapon in those prepared woods is the only time I feel release from the
brazen, brawny, and overt military-industrial influence. Only then am I able to circumnavigate
their waves. When I try to smoke a
cigarette outside, my smoke moves parallel to the ground like paratroopers
deployed in Viet Nam. Stealthy it
reciprocates one direction to the other 90 degrees perpendicular to what
traditionally happens via Mr. Newton’s principal of universal gravitation. “I can’t French inhale!” Somehow Mr. Honda discovered the secret
to military defeat decades ago. It
is called physical pleasure. Who
knew the purr of a expertly designed and manufactured four stroke engine could
ignite the G spot of a nation.
Only if they knew. Instead
like most of the uneducated and misguided military, they resort to the lowest
common denominator yet the most prevalent and available. It is the “Harley Hog”, and a hog it is
like our military. It is
large. It makes an incredible
roar. It is a status symbol. Isn’t that the Republican definition of
our military?
How is it the force that was designed for and to protect the
tax payer has become its own unwatched independent entity not unlike its
brother the Department of Homeland Security? Like so many other American policies and directives, they
become cloaked in secrecy when peoples’ attention is focused on their latest
iPhone app. No one cares about the
law, government, and policies.
They just whine when their lives are not improving. It is conceivable, because news
reporting has spun American infrastructure into a depressing, violent, and
negative affair. It is difficult
to read the news at all. It is
much more prudent to the New World Order for the masses to be uneducated and
simply tune out. This policy of
abandonment began with Generation X, and it is unconscionable. Universal greed quite possibly has
implemented the beginning of the end of the world. With no invested force to continue the management of the
affairs of the planet, there is no other choice that it will fail. This short-sightedness should teach a
lesson to this stingy self-serving contingency. It won’t. They
all will be dead. The meek
will not inherit this earth, because God all ready has begun preparation of our
new planet. That could explain His
marked absence in the recent past.
Forging a new world is a tall order. What about us?
The tentacles of that fiercely-guarded money are long, tenacious, and
stubborn. Extricating the deserved
youthful generation will be difficult.
It will not happen without a fight. As in literature the examples all ready have been
set. “V” did it in England. Is this stubborn thirst for money more
powerful than our own survival?
Are these people so shallow, irreverent, and evil they will take the
planet down dying with their hidden money? Not only have they extracted their money from our economy
stymieing mobility, they have inflicted severe physical and mental austerity
upon us resultant from the technology empowering their wealth. Shrewdly this technology is invisible,
but it is not undetectable. When
you control the government you can change the rules. The Federal Communications Commission formerly would not
license certain frequencies of the microwave spectrum, because they were
considered physiologically dangerous to the human race. Electro-magnetic waves, a duality of
electricity and magnetism, conclusively has been proven by federal studies to
cause cancerous tumors. The heat
and vibration inherent in the energy cause cells to mutate forming cancer
cells. Unfortunately
electro-magnetic waves for communication are not the only culprits. The United States military makes great
use of this energy, and it is crucial to their infrastructure. Unwatched they continue to ignore the
physiological ramifications of their technology upon human beings. How can the military continue to kill
human beings in the name of protecting them? Low frequency electro-magnetic waves are the most invasive
and were studied with the unveiling of the military’s “Ground Wave Emergency
Network” (G.W.E.N.) communications system. They need ways to generate and transmit low frequency radio
waves to penetrate the polar ice caps staying in contact with the United
States’ nuclear submarines.
Because the length of the antenna logistically nearly is impossible, the
United States military decided to cloak creation of this energy behind a
favorable initiative. The High
Frequency Active Auroral Research Program was born. Neatly tucked away in America’s northern-most state, H.A.A.R.P.’s
directive is to study ionospheric physics and radio science. Who knew production of low frequency
radio waves would become the focus?
Everywhere we look slowly this technology has infiltrated our
infrastructure. Sadly corporate
America continues to shout from its soap box that the world will end if their
products are not utilized. Who
could know it is their products that would create the end of the world?
