Alexander Tyler, a Scottish history professor at the University of Edinborough , had this to say about the fall of the Athenian Republic some 2,000 years prior.
“A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government. A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover that they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse over loose fiscal policy, (which is) always followed by a dictatorship.”
“The average age of the world’s greatest civilizations from the beginning of history, has been about 200 years. During those 200 years, these nations always progressed through the following sequence:
1. From bondage to spiritual faith;
2. From spiritual faith to great courage;
3. From courage to liberty;
4. From liberty to abundance;
5. From abundance to complacency;
6. From complacency to apathy;
7. From apathy to dependence;
8. From dependence back into bondage.”
With the tragedy of 9/11 occupying almost every broadcast and social event of the weekend, the common theme which came to my mind was that I felt that the tragedy of 9/11, as terrible as it was, fails in comparison to attending a memorial service for your own country while it still lives.
As the NFL did its tribute, and the firefighters climbed to the psychological heap to lift the flag high about their heads, I thought of the unions behind those firefighters, concoctions of socialism hidden behind a mask of American Pride and I could only shake my head. “They don’t even know what they are,” I would think to myself in disgust. They have no concept of history. Their rituals are only a few generations deep and keep them stuck into a ritual that reminds them of the greatest defeat inflicted on American soil, an attack that went far deeper than buildings falling in the financial district of New York City, or even the terrible deaths which occurred there. The tragedy of the 9/11 attack is that it forced America to change, to become too introspective, and to meditate on the tragedy itself in a vain attempt at recollection.
9/11 has allowed the “looters” of society to capitalize on this psychological defeat. By looters in this instance I’m thinking of the do-gooder, who shows to the public an effort at honor, respect, and valor, but the inner meanings are sinister and selfish. An example of this type of looter would be the long-lost sibling who discredited their parents, and when the parents die, the sibling seeks to launch the event into a long sought after resolution. These people show up and cry, and act as though they are devastated by the loss of the parents, but their inner aim is to reconnect with the family of which they severed relations for whatever reason. They seek to use the death of the parents as a way to reestablish contact and respect within the family unit itself. Enshrined within the 9/11 ceremonies that I witnessed were many such types, who on the surface of their soul believe their intentions are good and pure, but in reality are quite sinister. These looters seek to capitalize on the decline of America and to actually perpetuate phase 7 shown above. The goal of the looter is to use the tragedy to gain power. When people grieve in those moments of weakness they look to a leader to help put them back on their feet. That is when the looter strikes, and gains the respect and loyalty of the grieved, like the distraught family member using the death of their parents as a way to regain the respect of the rest of their family.
I looked at the guy shifting gears, because the memorial event was touching and my mind was on it. “Yes, that’s right. I am that guy.”
“Well, I want to tell you, I grew up with firefighters, I’m friends with firefighters, and I stand with firefighters.”
I looked out the window as he spoke and looked at the long lines of firefighters gathered around their trucks and a group of motorcycles all propping up the American Flag from the backs, the riders showing AFL-CIO stickers on their windshields and fenders. “So because you grew up with them you have to think like them?”
The man looked at me with a challenging gaze. “I’m not looking to dispute you with a bunch of ‘fancy’ words. I just want you to know where I stand.”
The man walked off not looking back and I felt sorry for the guy as I watched him grab the hands of the nearest uniformed officers to shake them as if to reassure himself that his proclamation to me was one he needed to solidify.
The firefighters at the service I was at, along with all the armed forces personnel gave me the same feeling that I thought watching the start of all the NFL games, that the memorial we were all attending was not one for 9/11, it was for ourselves. And the events which led to that death was an elusive quality that nobody even saw coming. It is like a death by cancer as opposed to a gruesome death by a visible enemy on a remote battlefield. The death by cancer just eats you from the inside out and the death just happens quietly in a bed.
The men I was looking at were good people, but they are carrying within them something that is destroying their spirit without them even knowing it. It’s rotting them using their static patterns as camouflage. Many of them have no idea they even carry it within them, within their belief patterns which govern their lives.
On 9/11 the tragedy of The World Trade Center was just the needle which injected into the body of our American Culture a disease which would topple our society with apathy. For while we attend memorials and contemplate whether or not firefighters and police should be attached to communist philosophies in the form of labor unions, the enemy moves against us. It runs through the blood of our cultural bodies and is turning the elements of our body against itself, with the aim of destroying it.
The sad thing is, such as in the case of what that guy said to me, that he “stood with firefighters,” as though the prerequisite for supporting firefighters, teachers and police means you must support unionized labor. My question is, why can’t I support those public workers without supporting unionized labor, which is rooted in socialism? I wanted to tell that guy that, but he didn’t give me the chance. He walked off too quickly, and even if he didn’t it would have taken hours of conversation to even arrive at a place where his mind could accept what I was telling him. He is functioning from a static pattern that he spent over 40+ years forming, and that wasn’t going to change in an afternoon conversation with me.
As I watched the guy and his firefighter friends, I thought of the AIDS virus, how as HIV it attacks the immune system of the human body by disguising itself as a friend, then when it is near, it destroys the body’s ability to fight it off the virus, until it’s too late.
America has been infected, and the events of 9/11 has paralyzed America’s immune system and allowed the virus of our enemies to attack us, to overwhelm us, to turn friend against friend on a premise that was a virus to begin with.
My wife and I avoided the group memorial motorcycle ride. We rode home on our motorcycle alone because that’s the way I wanted it. We both had the feeling that it was the last day of the year that we could take a casual ride together on a weekend, so we wanted to take advantage of it, but deeper than that, I wanted to sort out my feelings on this matter. There is a lot at play that is just wrong about 9/11. You want to be respectful to the families, but America must find a way to remember what happened without losing it’s will to fight for its own survival, by allowing the “looters” to sing us to sleep with memorialized words. And the first step in that process is in recognizing that we were not only attacked physically, but culturally, and that cultural attack is threatening to send America to a memorial of its own, if our internal immune system fails to recognize the nature of the disease. And the first step in doing that is to look beyond the looters who use 9/11 as a platform for power, to speak and seduce their way into the good graces of a unknowing public, and realize what the enemy looks like that peers with hungry eyes behind the many veils from which it hides itself. Then and only then can that enemy be fought before it destroys everything we ever were, without a single shot more being fired as sleep reveals the memorial that awaits us in the loneliness of an empty unidentified night where more than a menace resides in the specter of our soul.
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