Long before I read “The Fort Brag Cabal” by Seth Harp I had determined, through my experience, study, and observation that drugs, illegally obtained and used, represent a top, if not the top, problem facing America. The book didn’t reinforce this. It only created a primal fear that my country has been elicit in teaming with international drug warlords. They help our government fight anti-capitalist regimes and our government allows them to amass fortunes by creating havoc in American neighborhoods.
Now it seems that havoc is even more pronounced in certain
of our military units.
Thinking people with whom I discuss things tend to believe
that the case of a majority of American voters choosing to elect a total charlatan,
grifter, and demon as president of our country is a unique phenomenon.
My primal fear this morning suggests that maybe that isn’t
true. I worry that the metaphor for the election of this monster is closer to the
peeling of an onion. As each layer is removed, it reveals a rottenness that
began when the first slave stumbled in chains from a prison ship to work lands
obtained by murdering the original inhabitants.
I wish nothing more strongly this morning more than that I
be proven wrong.
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