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Cockroaches for Mars. Now that will be one of science�fs great blunders. Right up there with the anti-biotic. Or the depleted uranium shell. No, they don�ft have enough of a radioactive kick to cause harm, but forty or fifty thousand of the fuckers lying around your village is going to be slightly less than utopia. So the bugs will help terra-form, creating conditions for life, pro-create, grow BIG and take over the planet. Leaving us nowhere to run when the moon drifts too far from the Earth, the seas go stagnant and and the whole show goes sideways while the conditions for life here go �ePOP�f like a Japanese economy and the last thing we�fll hear is the laughter of a billion roaches going �eYou didn�ft even need THE Bomb; which we would�fve survived anyway incidentally!!�f all set to a Blur soundtrack resembling the Dr.Who theme that the Europeans have thoughtfully sent on its way to the Red Dust ball in search of........life.

So, here we are with complete trust that �eAmerica�f (read: the world) will free the world. Which is like saying the world will free itself! Well, it�fs worked so far. The list is very long and my time here is short so we�fll stick with what�fs current. The Iraq campaign was an ill-conceived botch job and an utter lie from day one. The sad part is we all knew it. And now the Dinosaur is in the tar-pit in combat not with a Mad Dictator�fs World Threatening Army of Murderers and Child Molesters, but instead finds itself trying to swat countless angry wasps whose home was tipped on the way to grabbing a controlling share of all that Black Honey just on the other side of those bramble bushes. Now, you all knew it would happen. You all asked them not to do it. You all know when they do finally come up with a deadly weapons cache it will have been planted there while we were all looking the other way. The point is this. These people were elected in a democratic fashion (well, almost) by your average guys and girls who are just trying to get through the seasonal changes without being eaten alive by bugs and probably don�ft really know what the policies of the parties they vote for entail anyway. Look at the person next to you. But it doesn�ft matter; any one that you vote for will lie. Will accept monetary gifts. Will stab you in the back, lie about it, take your monetary gifts and then get completely away with it. The point is Democracy continues to work so well for the nations that have adopted it, let�fs give it to everyone else. Once everyone has it something might be done about it. The only danger here is that we end up with too many states in a condition of absolute chaos the task of restoring order becomes impossible without the controlled application of a military dictatorship with international reach, a stranglehold on the most powerful weapons and a leadership that enjoys the backing of the military industrial complex. To ensure �efreedom�f we must renounce �edemocracy�f.

The nightwind has a voice. It speaks softly in song. Lie still in tall grass and feel the planet breathe around you. The universe is a thing of life; of creation. We are moved by the planets for we move like them. Circles large and small, we are all part of the same cycle, we propel the same wheel. In and out of darkness, our seasons change and our hearts yearn as the tides turn. We grow what we can. The nightwind has a voice. It speaks loudly in shrieks. Lie in tall grass and feel the planet choke around you. We fill the seas with excrement and alter the seasons with our waste. We move against the planet; re-shaping the surface all the while devising means to leave it. Underground, outer space, into a program. We cheat our mortality, we are breaking the wheel. Our causes swing with fashion, our hearts are hidden. All our growth is inwards. You�fve heard it all before. The saviour of our species must be the destruction of it. The response must be equal to the threat.

�eThe New World Order is the culmination of the historical process of integration through militarization. There is no world state but a world-system, without serious ideological competition between elites.�f
- Source unknown.

The next room�fs light that too goes out. And now the chill of night.

Submitted by Ray Schiller