Something
Wicked This Way Comes
by Edgar J. Steele
By the
pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
Macbeth, act IV, scene 1
Today I
become either your prophet du jour or I totally use up whatever
credibility I might have left with you. I think the excrement has struck
the rotating cooling device and is now flying off in all directions.
Keep your heads down. Let me explain.
Many were
impressed with my call about the third anthrax victim and the fact of the
strain being manmade, fully two days before the controlled media released that
information. Well, I wish I could take even a small amount of credit for
that call, but the fact is that it was reported in a south Florida newspaper
article that an Internet correspondent sent me. Nothing
mysterious. Nothing up my sleeve. It was right there. I read
it. I told you. But, it didn't really exist until it got the
network imprimatur.
There is a certain
art to reading both the media and the pronouncements of our so-called
leaders, I suppose. Usually, they put things right out where they
can be seen, then spin them in the direction they want us lemmings to look.
That explains why you can have such overwhelming evidence of, say, the
fact that TWA Flight 800 was shot down with a missile (hundreds of
eyewitnesses, for one thing), but general lemming acceptance of the
government line about a fuel tank explosion. "My government
wouldn't lie to me, after all." "It was in the newspaper, so
it must be true."
Those of us, such as myself, with
close, personal experience from being on the business end of government
lies and newspaper propaganda, know better. I suppose it helps to have
spent as much time in the bowels of the legal system as I have (a
carefully-chosen anatomical allusion) and to have been afforded the worldview
of the exceptionally politically incorrect clients that I have represented in
the past (and, in fact, represent at this very moment). You see, not
everybody experiences reality quite the same way. This may come as a
shock to some. Hell, I have trouble experiencing reality the same way
from day to day and, no, that is not necessarily a psychological disability.
Puts me in mind of
an Ogden Nash poem that I read in high school, and which I have never
forgotten:
See the happy moron,
He doesn't give a damn.
I wish I was a moron.
My God - perhaps I am!
But, again, I digress.
I have discussed
this disconnect between perception and reality before, in past lemming
reports, and observed that it is not so much that people won't accept the
evidence when struck in the face with it, but rather manifest what is known as
cognitive dissonance when they realize where that evidence leads.
I think cognitive
dissonance is still taught in Psychology 101 at all colleges. It's a
fancy term for self delusion - I don't want to believe C, which is
inconsistent with B, but I must believe C if I believe A, so I'm going to pretend
I never saw A. In the legal field, this is called, "You buy my
bullshit and I'll buy your bullshit." It's a technical term.
If people accept
that the government at least knew about the OKC bombing in advance, then
they logically come to the conclusion that their government condones the
wholesale slaughter of innocent citizens, including children. That leads
one to the conclusion that an armed revolt is in order, which is a conclusion
that very few wish to reach. Therefore, we reject the evidence so that
we can continue as obedient citizens. Pass me another beer, the game is
about to start. You know.
It's hard to get
up and go in to work when you know you ought to travel to Washington,
DC with your flamethrower to perform the Lord's work.
Compartmentalization is taught in the same chapter of the textbook, if memory
serves - A is inconsistent with B, but I know that A is true and I want B to
be true, too, so I'm going to erect a wall between them in my mind and never
think of them at the same time. We have all done this. There was
this girl in college that I recall rather vividly. She just wanted to
friends. I wanted to be friendly. Somehow, I just couldn't get the
two concepts together, because I kept them in different parts of my brain.
"Sure, Diane, I can just be friends." Meanwhile, I was
plotting the overthrow of the more rational part of my mind and the
installation of a more militant point of view. A
"one-track mind," I think, is the way that Diane characterized it.
It ended badly, as these things often do.
That's how I keep
from buying a surplus Army tank and a road map to DC. I just try not to
think about the truth too much. It gets harder and harder, though, when
so much truth keeps piling up. Ah, well. Call it a weakness.
Anyway, to the
point of today's communique. We have all now heard about how it is
"100% probable there will be more terrorist attacks in America."
Yesterday, the FBI issued the following special alert:
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For Immediate Release
October 11, 2001
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Washington D.C.
FBI National Press Office
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Certain information, while not specific as to target, gives the
government reason to believe that there may be additional terrorist
attacks within the United States and against U.S. interests overseas
over the next several days. The FBI has again alerted all local law
enforcement to be on the highest alert and we call on all people to
immediately notify the FBI and local law enforcement of any unusual or
suspicious activity.
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| 2001
Press Releases | FBI Home
Page |
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The FBI Alert was
brought home to me when I appeared in court in Missoula, Montana yesterday and
saw that every parking spot surrounding the square block upon which the
courthouse sat had been taped off, with "No Parking" signs
erected. A defensible perimeter, it's called.
"100%
probable." "(W)ithin the United States...over the next several
days." Do you suppose they're trying to tell us something? I
do. These are remarkable statements, boys and girls. Say goodbye
to life as you knew it, because things are about to change.
That brings me to
an email I received today. I often forward emails, as we all do, to a
small circle of those that I know and who know me well enough to totally
discount my ravings. That's what a friend is, of course, someone
who likes you despite your being certifiable. I get lots of such stuff
from those on this list, so consider everyone reading this to be my friend.
This is one that I think we should all see and consider, even if (hopefully)
it is totally bogus or completely off the mark. What the hell.
It's a rainy day here in Idaho, anyway, and far too wet to plow.
I present this
email exactly as received, in the same sequence, which means reverse
chronological order for the individual messages embedded. The real
punchline is in the message from Craig Roberts, whose writings I have encountered
previously, in researching my OKC opus, "Dr. McStrangeveigh - How I
learned to start worrying and hate the OKC bomb." It's in my
archives, if you're interested, but remember what I told you about cognitive
dissononance.
Could it be any
plainer what is about to happen? You don't have to be psychic (or
psychotic) to see this one coming. Lessee now, 1 plus 2 plus 3 plus 4
equals.......7?
-ed
"I didn't say it would be easy. I just said it
would be the truth."
- Morpheus
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2002
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