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All these graphs I see.

The Blogs. The daily Ezines. The Newspaper. The Television.

Filtering out the crap takes time. What to do once you filter it is another matter.

Should we run and hide. Seeking to survive the coming riots. The coming death. Won't we still be just running? Riots you say. From politics to riots. Riots to politics. When plans were enabled by groups of vast wealth. Who not being fools hired the best of minds to think for them while they could keep their eyes on a greater goal they themselves only knew of. How is it you can think these greater minds and their think tanks did not know this was coming. Had already made plans for it. Contingencies. In baseball we call that covering the bases.

So these groups who have been fueled to righteous ire by the Administrations of the world, by our so called leaders. Who see what is happening get trapped in believeing a change of a president will change the path we have entered. In effect they waste their energies caring about who might be the next President. As if it mattered.

We are coming near a time when our glut and greed. Our driving force. Our momentum. It is all about to come to a stop. Nothing drastic at first just shortages of OIL. Yup, back to oil.

Imagine if you will, a country hocked to it's eyeballs to the rest of the world. That uses most of the worlds oil. Offers little in return. And has deluded and blinded it's citizens into believing we need to protect ourselves and our freedoms while they steal same freedoms from us in the name of security. Don't make me quote Ben Franklin. These dolts who have been planning this for years and years and you get the idea. Well they are stuck between a rock and a hard place. We need the oil. So does the rest of the world. Most of the oil we have left is gone. What little remains will not fund a war machine for long. Leaving us with nukes. Which the little men in power are afraid to use. See they waited too long. Wise generals told them if they were gonna do this they should do it now. Not screw off. Put an end to all aggressors with one fell swoop. They waited. Now if they use them. The world who they allowed to catch up will use theirs.

But they need that oil. Gotta be the last players with oil or else. So we start taking it. Kinda like how hitler took the reasources his army needed. Kinda like the Japanese when they joined WW2 because we placed them under an oil embargo, yup oil even back then, they stole theirs from China. So we start warring. In the name of "whatever". With national speeches. Photo OPS, with all the best people. Nationalism. Patriotism. All geared towards allowing our politicians to seize the last of the worlds oil.

Wouldn't you as another country, say China for instance. Take offense at not being allowed any of the last oil? Shit is about to happen. Stuff that is alot bigger than who will be our next president. Some of it those nasty, dreaded, evil, politicians see. And tho they will eventually tell you it was national security because after all we couldn't announce to the world we intended to dominate everything. Could we? They still took us down the wrong paths. And almost every wrong turn can be tied in directly to greed and corruptions at the top.

What I don't get is why they would sell us out for money when soon enough it will be worthless. All the grand schemes and designs are doomed to failure. Jihadist will not stop nor rest. There are always going to be those who wish to control others for their own gains. Religious leaders who enjoy power over people and accept no changes in an ever changing universe.

Sack Cloth and ashes. As a doom sayer I walk the land. "The end is near." "The end is near." I have children. A life. But I see it all slipping away. The ride was moving ever towards this final outcome anyways. Just pisses me off alot George Bush and his cronies turned the throttle up. Truly evil men I feel they are. Anyone who can so easily deal in human life is subject to that absolute power trip. Caesar.

Get your head out of the sand.

Get Bent.


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