But before we continue with the litany of Charles O. Morgan's denials, it is time for intermission, for soda and popcorn, for stretching cramped legs. The following screen fodder is a meditation, an illumination, and none of it is factual.
This is not a story about who actually pulled the trigger on Vince Foster. For in any case, Vince Foster is dead.
This is not a story about any specific company, such as the allegations against Systematics, for if no such company existed, then the NSA would create one. Or several.
It is not a story about money-laundering in Mena, Arkansas, because money-laundering doesn't alarm me. Anyone who has read my essay "The End of Ordinary Money" (currently in two parts) knows that I think the money-laundering laws are an odious intrusion into financial privacy, and should be abolished.
It is not a story about Charles O. Morgan. But the accuracy of Morgan's assertions is relevant to understanding what has happened and is happening. Even though Morgan is a fine lawyer and a man of impeccable character, his research mistakes could lead some to erroneously conclude that he is a fool or a paid liar.
This is not a story about any particular foreign power: whether Russia, China, France, Germany, Israel, or the United Kingdom. But any country that has shit on the carpet deserves to have its nose rubbed in the evidence. There are no privileged foreign powers.
This is not an attack on the NSA monitoring of foreign missile and nuclear programs. The acquistion of information for self-protection is a fundamental human right, and those who don't exercise this right often end up dead. But I just want to know what the fuck NSA's doing in my checking account.
This is not a story about Cap Weinberger, BUT HOW AND WHY DID HE GET JIM NORMAN'S STORY KILLED?
This is a story about the uses of propaganda, whereby appeals to "terrorism," "money-laundering," "child pornography," and other handy bugaboos are cited by the Overlords of the Surveillance State as an excuse to send jack-booted thugs to "protect us," to monitor our every action to make sure we toe the current political line, and to create vast financial data bases to ensure we get taxed to pay for all of the above.
This is a story about hypocrisy, whereby the friends of Bill Clinton and George Bush may launder millions of dollars at will, but the hoi polloi are prosecuted for "structuring" two $7500 cash payments.
It is a story about a corrupt and evil judiciary system that has filled 60 percent of prison space with minor drug offenders, with a resultant overcrowding causing early release of murders, rapists, and other violent criminals in order to make more room for marijuana smokers.
It is a story about a "war on drugs" conducted to increase monopoly profit margins, to provide a cash flow for widespread political payoffs, and to provide continuing employment for psychotic law enforcement officials.
This is a story about a political equation which says
"investigative body" = cover-up commission
whereby one conducts a thorough investigation into the evidence or witnesses that have been left laying around, so that the evidence can be burned, and the witnesses silenced or killed.
This is a story about the media participation in this process, whereby promoted stories are referred to as "well-researched and well documented" while suppressed stories are labelled "conspiracy theories." In a recent extreme case, a major news organization elicited witnesses and video-taped them for "an expose on Mena," then later killed the story. Meanwhile, copies of the video tapes were turned over to goons who subsequently killed some of the same witnesses.
This is a horror story that made me toss and turn at night, until I recalled the words of my friend Jack Wheeler, who told me: "We created a doctrine to do in the Soviet empire. And it worked. It's now time to do in the Washington empire." And reflecting on these words, I fell peacefully asleep. And I had a dream.
First Posted to the Internet July 8, 1995
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