Heather agreed. She compared the story to the story that the farmer had told us who had been a bomber pilot during World War II, who had been told by his chaplain that God is their copilot. "When people become desensitized," said Heather, "atrocities are more easily staged. It is all done intentionally." She added, "I wonder how this farmer would have reacted if his chaplain had alerted him about the political objectives of Perfidious Albion for which he was risking his life and was forced to kill other people? Had the farmer known, that he was drawn into an artificial game, a game that was staged with the intent to break apart every nation on the planet, would he not have reacted with more compassion towards the intended victims, and towards himself? He might even have fought against the bombing raids instead of allowing himself to become a part of a mad rage that burned 500,000 people to death in a fire-hurricane with flames hotter than a furnace for melting steel that consumed almost an entire city at once in the final days of the war. We are told that the smoke of the city could be seen 700-Km away. That's how civilization ends," said Heather.
"I think we should have told the farmer about Perfidious Albion," Heather said to me. "He has a right to know that he became a murderer not in the name of God, but by the clever dictates of Perfidious Albion that created the insanity for which the nations were reaching for each other's throat. Had the people known the game plan, the war would have been fought on a different platform, or might have been avoided altogether."
Heather told us that she was disappointed by the weapons mythology story, because the most vital elements, which have been at the heart of every military conflict during the last 500 years, have been left out of the story. She wondered how the story would have turned out if these missing elements had been included. She asked Sylvia.
"A totally different, and possibly useful story would have been written," Sylvia replied. "The story that was sent to us is useless, is it not? It is rubbish. There is nothing in it that gets humanity out of its mythological nightmare. Its focus is irrational, and its subject is insanity."
Ross nodded in agreement. "I find the story just about as un-American as a story can get," he replied to Sylvia, "It's not in line with the spirit of the American Revolution that once uplifted the whole world. In those days our strength and security as a nation wasn't drawn from putting one-another down. It was drawn from building each other up, from utilizing the inner riches of every man and woman. It was drawn from creating an environment in which people can develop their inner resources. And the best thing about our own story is, that this is a true story, though it is the only story I know in which a people stood in opposition to Perfidious Albion and made a concerted effort to defeat the royal plan of 'divide and rule.' The American patriots had understood the empire's game plan. They understood that they had to defeat this plan regardless of the cost to them, and they did."
"This happened in the late 1700s," said Ross, "but it is not happening in today's world. Palmerston of the Fondi Empire had pointed out to us in Italy that the game plan has not changed, only that the game has been intensified. It is sheer insanity to focus on the development of weapons without focusing on the game for which the weapons are built. Nevertheless the story has some useful elements that today's people across the world need to understand, but refuse to consider."
"What a paradox is this?" Sylvia intervened. "You say that the story is un-American but that the whole world should hear it."
"There is no paradox in it," Ross said and smiled. "The story is more honest than almost anything that we have seen on the modern science fiction scene."
"Why are you trashing science fiction?" Heather intervened.
"Because it is science contradiction," Ross answered. "We see far flung war stories of space battles carried out by lavishly constructed high-tech space ships. Where these ships go they are being attacked by advanced cultures throughout the galaxies. That is where the contradiction lies. A culture that achieves a significant presence in space has to be a highly advanced renaissance culture. Without an enormously advanced humanist culture the economic foundation cannot be created that is essential to support a presence in space. A decadent and war-torn society cannot physically create the scientific and technological infrastructures to build the industries and develop the vastly rich economies that support any major space presence. A war culture and a space presence are opposites. A war culture is highly destructive upon itself. Before any society anywhere in the Universe achieves a major space flight capability, it has to overcome its war-propensities should it have any, and the synarchism that always stands behind war, and the empire modality that perpetuates the synarchism that is always designed to maintain empires. The concept of space wars is a contradiction. It is a scientific impossibility. Any meeting in space would instantly result in a community of principle reflecting the Principle of Universal Love, because without that principle a presence in space would not be established, much less such a vast presence as would be necessary for space-faring cultures to meet. The star wars science fiction dream is a dangerous mythology that perpetuates and excuses the synarchist war mentality on earth."
Heather disagreed. "I love space war science fiction," she protested. "Just look at us. America has a space presence and we are the most warmongering nation on the planet. Are we a contradiction? I don't think so? Flight of any kind is almost as American as apple pie, including space flight."
Ross just smiled. "Where have you been living for the last dozen years?" he said and smiled. "Have you become blind? We are no longer what we once were. Sure, we have become the most warmongering nation on the planet. I don't dispute that, but we no longer have the capability either to go to the moon, much less to build a base there. The industrial base that once got us to the moon has largely been destroyed. Our smithy lies in ruin and the people that worked in them and developed the leading edge technologies, and had built the advanced hardware, are dying on the unemployment lines, or freeze to death as homeless outcasts sleeping under bridges. And even those bridges we can no longer maintain, while we pour hundreds of billions into war. It is a myth that war makes a nation rich. War ruins a nation and the whole world with it. It makes us impotent and poor and destroys our humanity."
"It was different during World War II," Heather intervened. "We built up the biggest economy in the world and were supplying eighteen million people fighting oversees."
"Sure, it was different," said Ross. "We had the infrastructures built before the war started, we had the industries built, we had a profound renaissance culture created, we had also developed the most powerful agriculture and transportation infrastructure in the world. We had become builders of a New World. Nobody wanted war. We were forced to take up arms to defend our New World against Nazism that threatened every nation on the planet. And as soon as the war was over we helped the world to rebuild itself. But that nation that we were, exists no more. We have become a synarchist nation. The world has become our enemy, and we are resolved that an enemy must be destroyed. That's the synarchist way. We created that enemy. We looted the world and destroyed its potential, and whoever resisted us we destroyed absolutely and brutally. As soon as the Soviet Union fell that had impeded our synarchism we went on a rampage of unspeakable looting and destruction. We destroyed Panama in a single night followed by a senseless slaughter that filled many mass graves as silent testaments of a genocide in which thousands upon thousands were murdered for which the whole world condemned us, and what was it for? The official goal was to arrest one single man, an old CIA buddy, who didn't want to play ball with us anymore. For that we killed many thousands of people, destroyed the country, and then continued the synarchist wars. That's the synarchist way, my friends. Well, we do own the Panama Canal now. We installed ourselves as the military 'protector' of it."
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