From New York to Boston, They Thought They Were Free

Jorge Gato
Activist Post

‘Twas an uneasy gut feeling that bid me to leave the Land of Milk & Honey several years ago. Something in the air didn’t smell right. The fascist frog pot has been steaming on low flame for a while now, but it is a slow simmer until you reach that exponential boiling point of no return. The recent turn of events has me somewhat startled (with fascination of course, as I shall fear no evil).

Economic indicators are dire, from the lowest recorded PC sales in history to record food stamp numbers and everything in between. The international financiers have artificially manipulated the precious metals to a level not seen in thirty years.

The Pentagon is agitating Asia in an attempt to position itself between the Russians and the Chinese, having already stationed troops at the Red Dragon’s underbelly down under. The Chinese also claim Washington is experimenting with biological warfare on the continent, while back home in the USSA anthrax floats about to the droning background news coverage of Boston’s domestic terrorism.

You see, I used to rant much about government corruption, but as I grew in my faith, I realized that it was not my primary calling and focused more on the spiritual. I figured I was somewhat in the clear, at least for a while.

You know, leave the government alone and they are supposed to leave you alone.

Ah, but this is a classic mistake, as explained by Nazi-resister and German Pastor Martin Niemöller:

First they came for the communists,

and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a communist.

Then they came for the socialists,

and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists,

and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews,

and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a Jew.

Then they came for the Catholics,

and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a Catholic.

Then they came for me,

and there was no one left to speak for me.

Some weeks ago it was reported that US army reserves are now being taught that evangelical Christians are considered religious extremists, aka potential domestic terrorists. So much for minding my own business.

After having had fun with the TSA in earlier years by wearing my “9/11 Was an Inside Job” t-shirt to the airport (and having nearly been forced to miss my flight), I learned the cost/benefit wasn’t worth it. Later, I donned a t-shirt with a Christian message. I guess pretty soon it’ll be considered suspicious, extremist, hate speech.

The Boston Massacre

In the film Children of Men, an explosion takes place in an urban center. Later, the characters blame the government and passively explain how whenever a politician is losing their grip on power, they resort to dictatorial tactics.

Boston Marathon eyewitnesses report heavy police presence and activity prior to the bombing and the fact that the government was running a drill having to do with explosives. This has gone on long enough and those of us who have done our academic research are aware of strategies of tension (i.e. Operation Gladio) and the use of government drills as a method to execute terrorism. Drills have taken place just before nearly every recent bombing in the West.

So I send information that implicates the government to my stateside family, thinking yegads, they must realize it by now! To add to the Twilight Zone, a recent episode of the Family Guy depicted the lead character blowing up the Boston Marathon, which is now being scrubbed off the Internet and TV. I don’t know what to think of it, but wrap your mind around that one! It was just like the time the X-Files put out the 9/11 scenario six months prior to the event itself (maybe it’s that Hollywood-CIA connection?). Yet my family tells me they’ve had enough of me. Me too, I’ve had enough of trying to shake them from their “American Dream” stupor.

You can’t blame me for mercifully doing my duty.

One family member retorts that I never mention the bad things that happen in Mexico. Hmm, let me think, am I a Mexican citizen? No. Am I a U.S. citizen? Unfortunately, yes. Is the Mexican government killing its own citizens? No. Is the U.S. Government killing its own citizens? Yes. Furthermore, they have labeled my Christian identity as suspect. I hear Dietrich Bonhoeffer rattling in his grave.

Boiling Point of No Return

It’s reached that point where I absolutely no longer feel safe in the USSA. Trips back to the homeland are now few and very far between. First they came for the Muslims and the cults. Now they come for the Constitutionalists, those who seek the rule of law and good ‘ol apple pie evangelical Christians (and by Christian I am not talking about the false, delusional, right-wing, war-mongering, “I hate fags” kind).

The analysts were right; one shouldn’t wait to prepare during interesting and perilous times. I have only recently discovered that what today’s investment gurus tell us is merely ancient and forgotten wisdom. The Book of Ecclesiastes, Chapter 11 says this:

Invest your money in foreign trade, and one of these days you will make a profit. Put your investments in several places—many places even—because you never know what kind of bad luck you are going to have in this world.

There are a few things I am glad I arranged a few years ago. I obtained a second passport (now, how about a third?). I broke my fiat-Chuck E. Cheese-monopoly money hypnosis by making my first purchase of gold and silver. I diversified internationally (the paperwork to set up accounts can take a while). I stored food. I studied self-defense (Israeli Krav Maga, the best there is). I found faith. I have options. Do you?