Burdens of the Soul

I can’t sleep. I’m up late because something has been awakened in my soul, burning like fire.
My resume makes it clear I served in the US Army as a Military Policeman. It also makes clear I was stationed in a pretty sensitive post. It’s no secret that was related to AFCENT HQ and SHAPE HQ, and I spent a lot of time on both installations. It was my job to know where all the bunkers and nukes were in a certain area, and what types. These were small, tight-knit communities, where I was off-duty pals with lots of people at all ranks assigned to all sorts of high security secret jobs. We had fellowship in chapel, on religious retreats, went to leadership academies together, hiked and biked across the countryside, etc. You would have to assume I had some kind of clearance just being on those installations, never mind hanging out with these people.
You would have to assume, as a very religious Christian man who volunteered a lot in chapel operations and similar types of activities that I would end up playing confessor to these people. Now we were all pretty conscientious about guarding military secrets, so when we talked, I would often stop them if it sounded like something I really didn’t want to know. In that business, what you don’t know can’t hurt you nearly so much as what you do know. And these guys were trained to get tension out of their system without breaking their oaths. So instead of telling me facts, they expressed huge mountains of cynicism and bitterness at the nasty business they saw and were required to handle and protect.
No power on this earth could keep these men and women from opening up their wounds, even if I had no idea what caused them. In fact, it was assumed they would, and I was debriefed often enough to know what was considered routine and normal among these people. After awhile, with just a modicum of intellect and a decent education, you could extrapolate the flavor and frame of reference for this burden they carried around. Thus, when you read up on conspiracy theories, you already knew what constituted a proper smell test. You could develop a strong, reliable feel for what’s silly nonsense from someone with no clue, and what’s leaked privileged information. Maybe I’m not any smarter than you on such things, but I know what I know.
Once again: What you read in the news reporting government activities is always a lie. Either critical information is missing, something which would change the whole story — or — they are running out a meaningless report to distract from something really important. Sometimes, the facts are presented, but with a flavor or fashion guaranteed to make you miss the point. And any time some official bothers to deny something, you should believe the opposite. Parse it carefully.
With all the crap about rowdy Muslims blaring out across the news sources the past few days, how many people noticed the Fed has promised to dump millions of dollars into the banks? QE3 is real news, people. Something like $40 billion per month, swapping good assets for junk, and keeping the interest rates near zero, and there is no limits set. Of course, the money is all going to banking institutions. We are all supposed to borrow it, you see? And then go and buy stuff we can’t afford because our income will not rise with the prices. And prices for food and fuel will soar. That’s pretty important news. That’s just an example of how it works.
If you really want to understand the riots, just read Land Destroyer. All that stuff is going pretty much as planned, and Ambassador Stevens was a sacrificial lamb, because someone told the attackers where to find him, and made sure his guards wouldn’t defend him. Then the perpetrators were whisked out of the country. It doesn’t matter what the actors knew about it, they were sponsored by the CIA and Mossad. You don’t need someone like me to tell you that. It was just noise, and isn’t really worth that much attention.
Don’t buy the fear. It costs too much and won’t do you any good. Keep your eyes open and read with a very cynical mind. Stay away from fear mongers whichever side they claim to represent, because they are paid to stir you up to a blind frenzy instead of spending time taking stock of your life and making up your mind what really matters.