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November 13, Email to Mike the Moslem

Well, the Christian jingoists and the Islamic jihadists are having a ball as of late, with the warriors whaling away at each other and the widows wailing away at all of it.  I think you Moslems have a more benign Apocalypse than me and my brother Baptists.  We’re going to win the true religion contest by making sure that our Apocalypse happens, not yours.

Incidentally, I have a Koran, given me by two Malaysian maidens who lived in my apartment complex when I was in college.  They were virtuous virgins, and I have never ceased to have a regard for the women of Islam because of their grace and their gift.  I will not write their names, because they, like you, alas, may prefer to be anonymous in these days when the Moslems have become the new American Indians, and the Middle East is the new American Wild West.

Boy George just had to make a cowboy movie of things, didn’t he?  Yep, just like he had to have his airplane ride onto a carrier…  Boy George is a powerful man’s son who is used to getting what he wants.  He is an enfant terrible like Hitler, who started the last world war.  Hitler took a Germany pissed off by WWI and promised them a new world order; Boy George used American anger at 911 and sold us the same snake oil.  [Editor’s emphasis, in all cases]

I figure every nation is due for a madman every century or so, regardless of its form of government, ethnicity or religion.  The 20th Century was chock full of ‘em in Europe, especially when they tumbled into the late 1930’s.  We Americans were lucky enough to sidestep lunacy – ‘til now.  History, though, is a bitch with a sense of irony.  George XLIII, who inherited supremacy from his father George, is a madman, just as George III was – who also inherited his power from his father George.  Yep, by George, that’s what happens in monarchies!  The most ironic part is that the dementia of George XLIII is manifesting itself in the same war plan as George III:  He’s trying to put down a revolution against his rule of a faraway land.

Mike, straight up, do you think the intelligence folks (my compliments, ladies and gentlemen) are passing any of this stuff to the prez?  Condor Lisa could help him with the big words.  Here, I’ll try a Johnny Hancock flourish after a brief declaration:

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

George XLIII, tyrant, resign.

CAPTAIN MAY

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

Anyhow, away from freedom of speech and back to analysis:  So we’re beating up the “bad” Moslems with shelling and bombing in Operation Iron Hammer.  Another bit of brilliant public relations by the Bush League.  Please tell me I’m wrong, ‘cause I’ve only picked at pieces of the Koran those two angels gave me twenty years ago, but I think there was a part of it warning that in Hell “the wicked shall be beaten with iron hammers.”  I wonder how the mullahs like having Koran phrases stuck onto anti-Moslem operational names.

Yep, it’s a bully day for the jingoists and the jihadists, that’s all I’m saying.  Bush will get his escalation if he really wants it, even if it comes to letting his hero Sharon mandate it by starting a war with Syria.  The piece you sent me yesterday from the National Review was a superb indicator of where the New American Century folks are going – to hell in a hand basket.  I’ll bet the prez has already instructed the Pentagon to “war-game” the regional scenario, and if they’re doing their staff-work thoroughly they’ll pay special attention to the double wild card of Israel attacking Syria and doing our nuclear mayhem for us: against anyone we don’t like, all the way to the borders of India.

You ever get the feeling that the Bush Bunch has a knack of grandiose names that backfire on ‘em?  Nowadays no one is rude enough to remember The New World Order, the last Bush League version of worldwide imperium.  Shucks, that would be as poor an example of journalism as commenting on the interesting slip Brenner made two Saturdays ago when he said in Baghdad that we were fighting a “world war on terror.”  Nope, now our intelligentsia is canning the same dream of empire (with the same imperial family, naturally) as The New American Century.

Damn, I’d give twenty dollars (and that’s a whole day’s pay for me) to be able to see that entire twenty-four minute farce of a speech that Boy George gave on the USS Abraham Lincoln back on Mayday.  There he was, a Republican trying to step into the shoes of Lincoln, proclaiming that we were going to run southwest Asia any way we damn-well wanted, but that we would work with anyone who wanted to get on board with us, “even Moslems.”

That boy ain’t got a lick of sense, but his friends in media are carrying his dumb ass because they are afraid of what would happen if America knew about his incompetence and crimes.  My God, we might pull out of the war…, and what would that do to the fortunes of our “special friend,” “only regional ally,” “only functional democracy” and “fortress in the Middle East,” Israel?  Nope, best to leave George XLIII in power until he can make another dumb move rather than make Israel do anything as horrible as comply with U.N. 242.

Don’t mind my bitching about the bumps in the road as we hurtle down the highway of history, Boy George in the driver’s seat, blind drunk with power.  I’m resigned to watching it closely from the back seat and writing down my notes to be found in the wreckage.  At least then they’ll know that we weren’t all fools.  It’s just that most of us didn’t have the brains or balls to take the keys away from him when we knew that he was just another out-of-control punk.

Anyhow, enough laughs for now.  I’ll go back to my soap opera:  world events.  I’m watching TV as much nowadays as mama did back during Watergate.  And why not?  Gloom and doom is what the Army trained me to look for, Mike.  I taught the Nuclear, Chemical and Biological Warfare course for the Army before I was twenty, wrote some really cool white-papers on how to manipulate media when I was working in intelligence, learned the ways and language of the Russians, slithered like a snake through shit to prove I was tough…  Shit, man, I was trained for the end of times…, and I can see it coming.

Magister May

PS:  Quit worrying about me so much.  September 12, the day Boy George went to Ft. Stewart to desecrate the 3rd ID by pinning the Presidential Unit Citation on them without acknowledging what they had suffered for him, he said in his speech that in America people wouldn’t be executed for their free expression, because this wasn’t a tyrannical country.  I wonder why they expurgated the line from the official transcripts – it was in the live broadcast, I assure you.  Oops!  Was the remark a Freudian slip?  Poor little tike, he can’t assassinate (erexecute) any more critics until he creates another empowering crisis!

PPS:  I’ve attached the Veteran’s Day letter I wrote Professor G, my teacher, who was invited into the Whermacht (one of millions) by Hitler to implement his version of a new world order.  The whole thing never could have happened had fortune not given Germany a leader who had unshakable resolve, however much his cowardly officers urged caution…

 

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