A WOG TOOL OF THE STATE’S CONSULTING FIRMS- - NOT

fictionalized

first draft

(The following excerpts are adapted from a much larger treatment of how the life of this author intersects with the construction of the HIGHWAY (to Central Asia.) It’s the story of how the State, through its consulting firms, insists on treating the author as an immigrant , a wog, come what may, with wog allegiances to Michel Aoun (and, by idiot-like extension, to Hezbollah) - - not as an experienced and seasoned citizen - - come what may. A wog to be handled and minded by other wogs at a church which wogs attend, rarely ever native-born aristocrats. The State and its consulting firms, you see, know that these wogs like to hang out together. The State and its consulting firms accept the word of the church-going wogs that they are friends with this wog. The consulting firm people talk to this wog’s father and assume that the wog-in-question has wog interests similar to his father’s who is concerned about the powers of the Lebanese Maronite Presidency (!) - - not that the wog-in-question in good part humors his father because he knows that when his father leaves, he will miss him immensely.)

GIVE ME INDEPENDENCE!


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It doesn’t matter that this wog senses strongly that the state is spreading out in sheer blindness into each and every nook and cranny between here and Central Asia. That the state is courting disaster as only an unopposed power (only at the surface) would, by accepting to be drawn into that power vacuum it had created when it had eliminated Arab Iraq. It doesn’t matter that the wog knows that this looming disaster is happening in good part because the state is spending profusely and simultaneously on both guns and butter, without any awareness of limit or limitation. That the state needs to reassess fast and cut its expenditures overseas, or force its slush fund (the Arab Gulf states) to take on more fully the financial burden of such overwhelming and expensive expansion outward of American power. Even then!


NEITHER AN IDIOT NOR AN IMMIGRANT BE



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A SCOUT: YES; A WOG: NO

John, a friend, and his family are visiting with me from Turkey. He wants to move back to the U.S. because he and his wife feel that it would be better for their two daughters. He’s born and raised in the city-of-government-jobs - - in Wheaton, a D.C. suburb. He asked for my advice. Head to the Midwest, I said. Fuck this place. My internist, from Buffalo, asked me the same: should I stay in D.C.? She’s starting a family. My answer: Head to the Midwest. Fuck this city.

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Just as the idiots can mobilize a Church against the Lebanese Maronite politician Michel Aoun, who is allied to Hezbollah, so can other parties mobilize the Muslim masses against the Christians in such places as Jordan and Egypt, portraying them as tools of the idiots. (Not in Lebanon, for now and only for now!) In other words, the effort hardly ever ends at the Lebanese borders. There’ll be a backlash for which others will pay the price. Told you before: think of the entire Arab nation as one unit. Besides, I told you before, too: almost any sect in Lebanon can veto state power - - let alone a large sect as the Shia! If Iran doesn’t fund the Lebanese Shia-as-a-unit - - and we know Syria doesn’t have the finances - - Russia would; China would. So: stop your idiocy. Try as best you can, with all the limitations nature had placed on you as idiots, to move to a different level of awareness. You’re now the de facto Ottoman-like Sultan of an entire Arab nation - - 300 million people. Double that number by adding the Muslims of Pakistan and India. What do you get? Go ahead, change their diapers, feed
them, sing for them at bedtime. Tell them they can’t ask their elite for a fairer distribution of wealth. Tell their elite that High Corruption is or is not alright. You're IT. Church immigrants/wogs will open the entire Muslim World for you, just as Mosque immigrants/wogs will open the Christian World - - just as Synagogue Jews had opened Iraq for you! Entrap yourselves - - or have lesser powers (e.g., England) see you entrapped.

Micro-manage to your heart’s content.

A GOVERNMENT OF IDIOTS

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A NEW PARADIGM TO DESTROY

With the above in mind, I will assert again-and-again that Hamas and Hezbollah offer a new paradigm in Arab politics - - Iran-or-no-Iran. That paradigm is the very antithesis to that offered by the Arab ruling elite. Hamas and Hezbollah offer a near-total absence of High Corruption. I’m saying this because the American state is after the two groups. One Hamas official recently revealed that former President Carter had carried a dire-and-bleak threat from the Obama Administration to Hamas. In that sense, the Obama Administration has all-but-adopted Crusader’s policies - - with one difference. It’s now applying pressure on Israel, too. But that pressure might prove not that meaningful since Israel can withstand the pressure way better than the Palestinian public. And since it’s unlikely that Israel would return to the pre-1967 borders, as it would seek major alterations of these. Such should draw terrific Palestinian counter-mobilization, grinding the process down into a stalemate.

I DON’T WANT BLOOD ON MY HANDS

The Obama Administration, by adopting the course taken by Crusader and Bald Samson, in the absence of total pullout from all Palestinian and Syrian Arab lands, to pre-1967 borders - - no changes, not even minute because these will revive irredentism - - might just end up with intra-Palestinian massacres, a civil war. This could occur (with a decent level of likelihood) when the Palestinian troops Keith Dayton is training in Jordan all return to Palestine. Palestinian blood will be blamed on the United States. I don’t want blood on my hands - - as when the idiots had unleashed their bully on Lebanon’s civilians AKA Hezbollah or on Palestinian civilians AKA Hamas. I don’t want this on my conscience.

Such is the micro-management of the HIGHWAY.

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Listen: you can always buy this newsletter (without me) for $20 million Euros - - or a house in Saint Thomas and a pension. Have your agents contact mine. Alternative: get me a political appointment (as if you can) as U.S. charge d’affaires in Tahiti - - or anywhere tropical where the women are drunk and easy. Not tied to stupid accouterments of “success” found in wog churches.

I don’t have friends at the Lebanese Church. (There are people I like, but no friends.) Only people who seek me out, sometimes in the parking lot, with their legal problems and I try my best to resolve them or refer them to competent colleagues. They would rather go to the powerful attorneys, the aristocrats, non-wog (meaning second or third generation), but these come to church only when an administration asks them to spread a word. Ditto for other aristocrats who mine the Arab wog community when it is beneficial to their image as aristocrats-connected-to-wog-communities. Or to give the illusion to their State benefactors that they are connected to wog communities. So the wogs are left with only me, a fellow wog, waiting outside to pick up his father. When my mother passed away, and young wogs carried her coffin, I the wog attorney practically ended up taking on four pro-bono cases, nearly in full. The aristocrats only come to the wog church when they need to give their administration or State benefactors the idea that they can mine a community of wogs. No more. Otherwise, they send a check.

My friends hardly ever were Lebanese church-goers. I’m aware some claim to be my friends because satellite mating is such that it can get them laid or, in the city-of-jobs, it secures their job. But I’ve rarely ever been out - - if ever - - with these fellow wogs, or to their homes, or they to mine. I park my car and wait for my father to exit the church of wogs, and we leave. Some times I head to the lower lobby so that my father doesn’t feel bad that he’s making me wait while he’s socializing. That’s the extent of it.

My friends mostly are those who went to college and grad school with me, some to law school, those associated with them, and some of the fellow attorneys I see nearly daily. These were and are my church and my congregation. I doubt that any of them attends a church with a cross or a cedar-like cross or votes in accordance with that church’s instructions.

So please cease-and-desist from wogging the hell out of me. Head to the aristocrats in that church of wogs when yet another new scheme for entrapment crosses your idiot little brain, such as needing me for fictitious and dire trouble at work. Stick to the aristocrats. The aristocrats are more like you: users of wogs. You can get tons of mileage out of them. All you’ll get out of me is the sounding of an alarm if my analysis catches a threat to the home country. (I mean the U.S. you redneck idiots.) (That’s assuming that I will continue on with this stupid blog - - unlikely.) Stop bugging me; stop wasting my time; stop believing any wog or other who tells you he/she has my wog ear. Only gorgeous and sexy women - -preferably drunk - - do. And you don’t have those. Go away. Pests.