On The Trail of the World Trade Center Bombers
Like the Four Riders of the Apocalypse, the unknown kamikaze rode their giant crafts into the two visible symbols of American world domination, Wall Street and the Pentagon. They vanished in flames and smoke, and we do not yet know who they were.
Theoretically, they could be practically anybody: American Nationalists, American Communists, American Fundamentalist Christians, American Anarchists, anybody who rejects the twin gods of the dollar and the M-16, who hates the stock market and interventions overseas, who dreams of America for Americans, who does not want to support the drive for world domination. They could be Native Americans returning to Manhattan, or Afro-Americans who still have not received compensation for slavery.
They could be foreigners of practically any extraction, as Wall Street and the Pentagon ruined many lives of people all over the globe.
Germans can remember the fiery holocaust of Dresden with its hundreds of thousands of peaceful refugees incinerated by the US Air Force.
Japanese will not forget the nuclear holocaust of Hiroshima.
The Arab world still feels the creeping holocaust of Iraq and Palestine.
Russians and East Europeans feel the shame of Belgrade avenged.
Latin Americans think of American invasions of Panama and Granada, of destroyed Nicaragua and defoliated Colombia.
Asians count their dead of Vietnam war, Cambodia bombings, Laos CIA operations in millions.
Even a pro-American, Russian TV broadcaster could not refrain from saying, 'now Americans begin to understand the feelings of Baghdad and Belgrade'.
The Riders could be anybody who lost his house to the bank, who was squeezed from his work and made permanently unemployed, who was declared an Untermench by the new Herrenvolk.
They could be Russians, Malaysians, Mexicans, Indonesians, Pakistanis, Congolese, Brazilians, Vietnamese, as their economy was destroyed by Wall Street and the Pentagon.
They could be anybody, and they are everybody. Their identity is quite irrelevant as their message is more important than their personalities, and their message is read loud and clear in the choice of targets.
I wonder whether the Fourth Rider headed for Hollywood or for the Washington Post?
Their identity is quite irrelevant for an extra reason: the Jewish elites already decided: it has to be Arabs.
One would think, after Oklahoma, we should become less hasty with out conclusions. But my countrymen, Israeli politicians are impatient folk. The flames in Manhattan did not die out yet, they started political profit taking.
Mr Ehud Barak came live on BBC, and said 'Arafat' within three minutes flat.
On CNN, his twin Bibi Natanyahu appropriated the blame to Arabs, Muslims, Palestinians.
Shimon Peres, an old wizened wizard, spoke against suicide as a psychiatric adviser, reminding his audience of Palestinian attacks. He looked worried-. it is hard to enslave people who are not afraid to die. This old killer of Kana even mentioned Gospels.
The Density of Israelis on air approached saturation point. They insinuated and incited, pushing their shopping list into the chalk-white face of shell-shocked America.- please, destroy Iran! And Iraq! And Libya, plees!
The first twenty four hours of maximal exposure were utilised by the Jewish propaganda machine to its utmost. Not a single fact was yet known, but racist anti-Arab slurs became a commonplace.
While we Jews quite reasonably object to any reference to the Jewishness of a bad guy, we really do not mind producing revolting racist drivel of our own.
A noble-minded activist warned in al-Awda: "Making broad, all-inclusive statements and insinuations about "Jews" completely marginalizes and discredits your organization". But how come the endless stream of 'broad, all-inclusive statements and insinuatione, about 'the Arabs’ did not 'completely marginalize and discredit' the Jewish organisations and media?
Apparently, it is a Jewish right to decide who will be marginalized in America and who will not.
The connection was in the minds, as Israel is just a small-scale model of their new brave world of globalisation. As there were no hard facts against Palestinians, the Israelis and their agents in Western TV networks made their damnedest from the scenes of joy supposedly shot in East Jerusalem.
It is a great distortion of truth. Nobody celebrates the fiery death of innocent civilians, while people may rejoice at the collapse of the hated symbol. America celebrated its victory in V-day, not deaths of Germans and Japanese.
When Americans rejoiced at 'precise hits' of their missiles at Baghdad 1991, they were celebrating their achievement, not enjoying the pleasing smell of burned human flesh.
So-called Palestinian celebrations are, therefore, an ugly brainwashing device, straight from the Nazi propaganda box. It reminds one of the previous Jewish invention, that of Palestinians sending their children to die for profit. Both lies are so inhuman, so outrageous, that they speak mainly about their designers.
I am sorry for the Palestinians, the most vilified folk on earth, I am even more sorry for the Americans who imbibe the poison of their own media. They do not see that Israel’s agents try to hitch a ride on dead Americans. Forget Palestinians, there was a lot of cheering all over the world.
In Agatha Christie's Murder on the Orient Express, her favourite detective M. Poireau encounters an unusual complication: all passengers on board the train have had a good reason to bump off the unpleasant old gentleman. My dear American friends, your leaders placed your great country into the old gentleman's shoes.
Israelis used the event to the max. They killed twenty Palestinians including a nine year-old girl, brought tanks into Jenin and Jericho, destroyed few Goyiish houses in Jerusalem. The reports were rather gleeful, in the style 'we told you', and the experts of Israeli TV concluded by one o'clock, the attack 'was good for the Jews'. 'It is very good', said Bibi Netanyahu. Why? It would strengthen American support of Israel.
The kamikaze attack could do exactly that. America could enter a new cycle of violence in its troubled relations with the world. Revenge will follow revenge, until one of the sides will be obliterated by nuclear blast. It appears President Bush prefers this course. He declared war on his and Israel's adversaries. Bush did not even understand that the war was declared by the US many years ago, only now has it started to come home. So many people were sick of America's ham-fisted approach, that the countdown for the next attack began.
Alternatively, America could see this painful strike at her Wall Street and her Pentagon, as the last call to repent. She should change her advisers, and build her relations with the world afresh, on an equal footing. Probably she should rein in the domination-obsessed Jewish supremacist elites of Wall Street and the media, and part company with Israeli apartheid. She could become again the universally loved, rather parochial America of Walt Whitman and Thomas Edison, Henry Ford and Abe Lincoln. Now it is President Bush's choice between the Old Testament drive for revenge and the New Testament spirit of love