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Brad, you must be a fan of psychobilly musician, Mojo Nixon. I was
on a road trip recently and had the opportunity to listen to Nixon's radio show on Sirius Lying c**cksuckers. On the show Mojo Nixon recounted an imaginary tale where the new President has his first meeting - not on the schedule. Something of a personal nature organized by his security detail. Not yet familiar with the traditions of his offce, he agrees to attend, thinking he would receive some sort of personal honor from the security folks. He's ushered into the situation room by the officer of the day and is surprised to see the head of security who introduces him to other attendees. At the meeting are a surprising array of notable industrialists and wealthy individuals with somber serious looks on their faces. He notices that contrary to Federal Law, they are smoking cigars in a public space. He is asked by head of security if he'd like to light one up. The President stands behind his usual chair not taking a seat declines. The President irritated by being uninformed about this meeting seeing that its likely far more important than just a traditional greeting by security, asks, how can I help you gentlemen? Not a word is said. In response the lights go down as a projection screen comes down from the ceiling and an ancient 16 mm projector flashes into noisy life. Its a silent film, of the shooting of JFK, taken from an angle not seen before, which clearly shows shooters on the grassy knoll. One of the plasma screens on the wall beyond the projection screen comes to life showing the details of the person who made the film in '63 and how they died a few months later and the details of how that death was arranged and covered up. At the same time a TOP SECRET folder is placed in front of the President for him to review with more details of the operation. Another silent 16 mm film is spliced to the first, showing the scene again from a different angle. Another Texan's face appears on another plasma screen alongside the first. Another TOP SECRET file detailing termination procedures of that citizen is tossed on the growing stack with a sharp smack. Through it all, not a word is said. Another film clip this time showing men moving from the grassy knoll and putting their weapons away pointing at the camera. In all seven film clips, seven citizens and three family members associated with them, one only five years old, who's only crime was being at the wrong place at the wrong time - mothers, fathers, sons and daughters - decent people all - destroyed to keep these films and this operation secret. The ancient film projector stops and there is total silence in the room. The lamp darkens and with it the plasma screens darken also. The lights are brought up. The President standing behind his seat at the table looks at the TOP SECRET folders and quietly takes his seat and places his hand softly atop the stack. The security director smiles and says, any questions? The President looks at the group of powerful individuals. All white he notices. He decides he has nothing to say to these peopl and absently pulls a hard pack of Marlboro Reds out of his pocket and lights one up, looking away. His chief of security is standing over him smiling inanely. Any questions? he repeats. The President takes a draw on his cigarette waiting. The security officer of the day clears his throat. Mr. President, I believe you may have dropped this when you got your cigarettes. The officer sets a single typewritten page in front of the President. What's this? the President asks. The officer replies, I think its an agenda of some sort sir. An industrialist at the opposite end of the table takes a draw on his expensive cigar leans forward and says, I believe she is right Mr. President. Its the major points of your agenda for the next four years. I see, the President says, and he is escorted out of his own situation room because there is a private meeting scheduled among industrialists - to discuss strategy not involving the government. Now, how realistic do you think this dramatic story is? Not very! Such confrontation would break most of us - granted. I don't think it would break someone who made it to the Presidency. In fact, it would be pointless and stupid. A President would do something - heroic - to break out of this situation - and mostly - they'd want to kick the asses of the people who tried to do this sort of ****. And they would have the resources to succeed. The big argument Brad is do industrial interests trump intelligence interests? I think domestic and foreign intelligence does worry a lot about **** most of us don't worry about - because they're charged with that task. They're there to protect the USA and the world where possible, from nuclear annihilation. This is a worthy goal on the face of it. They were given absolute power in the 1950s by Truman and Eisenhower working together. Against this power the power of industrial interests is as nothing. |
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