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The date is November 9, 2010, and you turn on the radio to listen to the
news over morning coffee. Economic times
have been tough, and you’re not expecting much to uplift the soul. Yet, what you hear still makes your blood run
cold.
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Nuclear devices have been detonated
almost simultaneously in New York City, Chicago and Los Angeles. Tens of thousands are dead or dying, and millions
more are being evacuated, owing to radioactive contamination that will now make
huge swaths of the cities uninhabitable.
President Obama is currently on the
air addressing the nation. Everything he
says sounds reassuring and mellifluous, just like it always does, just like it
always has. Right now he is talking
about the emergency response and government efforts to help the victims and
apprehend the perpetrators. He speaks of
how we must pray for our fellow Americans.
More information will be forthcoming,
and we will see his calm countenance on TV and hear his resonant, composed
voice again. Of that you can be sure.
But there is something he won’t
tell us.
There is something he will never
tell us.
You see, when the government
investigation is complete, they will know that many of those responsible for
the carnage were illegal aliens, just like some of the 9/11 terrorists. They will also know something else.
Just like 13 of the 19 9/11
terrorists, many of these illegal aliens had driver’s licenses, which lent them
credibility and eased their transit throughout the land they aimed to destroy
(9/11 mastermind Mohamed Atta was stopped by a traffic cop but not detained
because he presented a valid driver’s license).
President Obama knows all this
well, but he also has a very good reason to be mum.
He supported
the policy of providing driver’s licenses for illegals.
He used the issue against Senator
Hillary Clinton – who had wavered on the matter – in early 2008, sending a
clear message that to him it was more important to capture Latino votes than
terrorists. Yet he didn’t abandon the
policy as an election-time artifice upon taking the oath of office, and no one
should have expected he would. He had
always advocated the granting of illegals driver’s licenses – even when he was
a state senator in Illinois.
Of course, this information about
the president’s irresponsibility and negligence prior to the worst attack ever
on American soil will be out there, somewhere. It will be found on the Internet in various places, and some minority of
the population will read it, after which a minority of them will promptly
forget it. Regardless, we all know what
those people are, anyway. They’re the
nuts who talk about crazy things no sane person who reads the New York Times (whose building on 8th
Avenue was, ironically, destroyed) would ever hear about.
Oh, the mainstream media will
provide certain bare, disconnected facts, as they always do. They will mention that some of the attackers
were illegals, and they will mention that some of the attackers had driver’s
licenses. They will even sometimes mention
both together. But the majority of the
citizenry has never been very good at connecting the dots on its own. Thus, a responsible and conscientious media
must present facts in a sequential, comprehensive way; they must weave together
a tapestry of truth so appealing to reason and display it in the shop window of
ideas so often that it comes to furnish the American mind. As the old saying goes, “Repetition is the
branding iron of knowledge”; without the still-powerful mainstream media
incessantly beating a drum, the tune doesn’t get stuck in too many heads.
They certainly applied this
principle when they made Obama a king, nay, a messiah, and former President
Bush a pariah. For the Hated One, the incessant
chant was, in so many words, “Bush lied and people died,” sung to the
accompaniment of gratuitously negative reportage about the Iraq War. For the Chosen One, it was the melodious
tune, “Change, Unity and Hope,” sung at a volume that drowned out background
noise about Bill Ayers, Jeremiah Wright, Antoin Rezko, the nuts with ACORN and
Obama’s membership in the socialist New
Party. The media took a mediocre man
with flash and dazzle and made him the country’s “greatest” president and a
mediocre president with fumbling and fizzle and made him the country’s worst
man.
As for the alternative media, we
can’t count on them to inform people about Obama’s negligent,
terrorism-facilitating policies, either. It’s not that they lack the will; it’s just that there isn’t, to the
extent there once was, the way. Politicians
such as House Speaker Nancy Pelosi and Senator Diane Feinstein had long
expressed interest in resurrecting the “Fairness Doctrine,” that Trojan-horse
legislation containing an iron muzzle that eliminated a great arena of dissent,
talk radio. And with one of their own as
president, the election of many more leftists to the Houses in 2008, and
mainstream media that were happy to be rid of a thorn in their side, it was a
fait accompli. But we do still have NPR.
And the prospects for the future
look even bleaker. When people still
talked about Professor Bill Ayers a couple of years ago, they didn’t realize
that he wasn’t just an Obama ally; he was an allegory. He represented the thousands of Gramscian fellow
travelers in academia and elsewhere who were waiting in the left wings for a sympathetic
president. Many of these people have now
been appointed to governmental positions, and many others have the Chosen One’s
ear. They are the type of social
engineers who authored speech codes in colleges and corporations and
hate-speech laws (designed to stifle politically-incorrect dissent) in Canada,
and now this import from the Great White North is in the White House . . . and
beyond.
Of course, this particular muzzle
still lies in the future, but it doesn’t matter. Everyone is now overcome with fear and
anguish, and, when the radioactive dust has settled, the media will frame this
in just the left way. No one will talk
about President Obama’s support of driver’s licenses for illegals or any other
policies of his that might have imperiled us. Instead, perhaps, it will be a narrative about the legacy of the failed
Bush years, that omnipresent phantom of failure. It’s much like how, decades after Napoleon
Bonaparte’s exile to barren Saint Helena, British children were kept in line
with the admonition, “Be good, or Nappy will get you.” Bush’s power will greatly outlive his tenure.
In the movie The Dead Zone, the main character, Johnny Smith, develops the power
of precognition after an accident. He
then crosses paths with a popular, charismatic presidential candidate and has
visions of the man as president, destroying the world. Although the future may seem hopeless, Smith
comes to understand what the “dead zone” – the things he “couldn’t see” – in
his visions represent. Not only can I
see the future, he realized, but, he said, “I can change it.”
The Terrorist Attack of 2010 is
just one possible future. With the power
of the vote, many kinds of change are indeed possible. Let’s just hope it’s not the kind of change
Barack Obama – and illegal aliens – believe in.
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