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Down with democracy A speech for the defense
for all cases by Edmund Schoenenberger For Natascha, Dana, Nana,
Kaja
Wissiflue
1986
Translated from German
into English by Inez Kochius Preface I deal daily with the courts where
ever the wind of freedom, of democracy, and of justice blows. But I do not see democracy nor do I hear freedom, yet I am
a lawyer and do not believe in justice. How does one stand it? With a speech for the defense for all
cases! It saves me having to be at loggerheads with the judges, whether
the usual criticism in my plea has anything to do with the case or not.
I simply hand in this speech and in the aftermath of its crushing impact I gently undo my clients out of the oppressive
entanglement. If the justice system wants to get after me, well,
here it is: my speech for the defense for all cases. Do the people rule? The most successful imposture in the history of mankind is the marketing of the western countries as
countries run by the people. In the fashion of Coca-Cola advertising,
the media blares day in and day out, “Freedom, Democracy and Constitutional
State”. It is high time to put an end to this nonsense. Let's look at the country, which apparently is the
oldest democracy around, Switzerland. We see shrinking land and we see
settlements bursting at their seams. Five out of a hundred people still
work on farms. The other people either live out their lives in cities
or in some other congested areas.
Were the people masters of this development? No, they were not! In the heart of Switzerland is Zurich. Let's stroll through this cosmopolitan city. What do
we observe? One factory after the next, shop after shop,
office tower after office tower, store after store, one place to spend one’s
money after the next, streets after streets, apartment buildings after
apartment buildings. People seem to be buzzing around the clock.
At rush hour the masses spill into the streets like
avalanches. From the apartment silo to the
place of work, from the place of work to the recreation industry and back to
the apartment. Once in a while one buys a trip
to invade Europe’s beaches and similar destinations. Do people rule over their every day life? No, they do not! I am imagining Zurich a century ago: there, where
the Limmat leaves the lake on either side of the river a few houses are lined up, some of them unobtrusive, others elegant and
high class even in those days already. High from the steeples of a few
churches rings the sound of church bells. Their sound spreads over the
surrounding fields and meadows. To the south is Wollishofen and to the
north, situated in the Glattal, is Seebach. These used to be two sleepy
little hamlets whose farmers walked the ten kilometers back and forth only on
market days in order to sell their fruits of labor to the city dwellers. Halfway to Seebach is Oerlikon, in those days not
any less of a sleepy hamlet. Today it is world-renowned. Its name
stands for canons. There are no farmers any longer. What
happened? One day a gentleman
walked across Oerlikon’s fields. In his head
he had a plan. A plan he alone had hatched. In any case, there
was no referendum. Quickly, he and the farmers came to terms. The
fields changed owners. The man hired workers who at first built
barracks to immediately tackle a larger project
according to his instructions: a factory. Neither the people voted on
it nor did they vote on what and how much this factory would produce. One factory was not enough. Somewhere the
raw material had to be dug out of the ground and transported there, so the end product could be made to the rhythm of the
machines. This final product, on the other hand, got by way of many
more transports to the retail sales channels and from there to the consumer. The man had stamped out of Oerlikon’s ground and
fields: a mine, as well as all kinds of transport businesses, a factory,
stores and of course the whole management apparatus
needed to coordinate production and retail. For the workers, he had
apartment silos built in the surrounding area. Schwamendingen and
Affoltern suddenly awoke from their Sleeping Beauty slumber. And before they even knew it, Wollishofen and Seebach were
rather suddenly eaten up by the city. The man and like-minded others didn’t
give up. Again without a referendum, all of
Switzerland got turned into Oerlikons and Schwamendingens. The wastewaters of the factories poison the
rivers, the sewage from the workers’ living quarters
flows over, and the vehicles produced by the factory owner plug the
roads. Stench and noise poison the environment. All of the sudden referenda start pouring
in. “Do you approve a credit for an extension of the road connecting
Schwamendingen and Oerlikon?” “Do you agree to build a sewage plant in
Glattal?” “Do you want the garbage incinerator at the Aubruecke close
to Schwamendingen?” “Are you in favor of having a highway system in
Switzerland?” “Do you agree to build a nuclear power plant to
ensure the energy supply?” “Do you agree to take measures to control
the damage to the environment?” The government of the people commences. It governs over shit! After the master and his equals single handedly
created this monster called Switzerland, a highly
technological and industrialized creation, now all of the sudden the
people are good enough to deal with the consequences. The people continuously have to rip open the
ground for the “infrastructure”, the euphemism used for the water supply, the
energy supply, the communication wires and the sewage. They have to
build roads and a train system, so that it is possible for the punctual
presence of the laborers at their place of work and to ship the goods back
and forth to eventually get to the consumer.
Let us not forget the trash they have to cart to the toxic dumps. It is the responsibility of the people to look
after education. At their own expense, they educate masses of workers,
all the thousands of charges the master needs for his business. The
people transport his correspondence and deliver their own bills, reminders to
pay and advertisement flyers that the master himself sends out. If
somebody does not want to pay, the people will sick the repossession man onto
the late payer. The people watch over the possessions of the
master and ruthlessly persecute those who attempt to enter the master’s
villas and palaces in order to share in his wealth. The people operate
the huge number of institutions in which those, who disturb things and do not
have the ability to firmly and resolutely challenge the ruler, are put away and tortured.
The people provide the taxman who collects the
interest and taxes for the maintenance of the “infrastructure”. The
ruler himself has long ago gone to foreign tax havens to avoid paying taxes
himself. The people pay the pensions for the surviving
dependants of the ones killed at work or on the roads. They also look
after those who merely got beaten until crippled. The undertakings of the master managed to rip
families apart. The old folks are disowned.
It’s the people who have to pay for their care.
Who carries the burden of public health? The people do! They are
responsible for that and all the other social services. The main thing, the
entrepreneurship that necessitates today’s kind of life, is discreetly
decided behind closed doors by the master only. He dislikes being stared at. The people’s competencies are
limited to wait patiently on the other side of the door for the decisions and
to then materialize them precisely. The master eagerly rakes in the resource of his
power: money. Millions after millions, he’s
about the break the billions. Soon it will be trillions. Not only
does he hoard the gold of the past, no, he also has every bit of land, all
the mineral resources, all the movable and immovable things and all services
turned into a fortune. Even the water has its price. The air tax
is in the air. His power is incredible. The strategy is always the same: a new product or
a new service will be thrown on the market.
Advertisement pushes its advantages. It goes without
saying that the disadvantages are not mentioned. The masses
cannot resist the temptation. Like ants, they crawl around in the
shopping malls. Only half a century ago there
were a few dozen articles on the shelf that were more than ample to live
on. Now it has to be millions of profitable price leaders, well
packaged and flashy, that the public gets sucked
into. These things get bought, consumed and
thrown out again as trash. This is the meaning of today’s time dictated
by the ruler. The method to get people to work is very
simple. The people are lied to about wealth
and a comfortable life and once a month they are handed a pittance. The
following month it is wangled out of them
again. This game is repeated month after month, year after year, the
whole life long. Nothing documents the degree of “sovereignty” more
than the way in which this “sovereign” is lead up the garden path. Do the people govern? Absolutely not! It is not a democracy when a few chosen men and their
sole decisions shape the lives of others. It is not a democracy when
the people have to serve those chosen few and the
competencies of the people are limited to making decisions about minor or
accessory matters. I call everyone a liar and a cheater who wants to
sell me Switzerland as a democracy. Down with democracy! But the people gave this democratic
constitution themselves! It is not easy to stage a capital fraud and it
takes more than lucidity not to fall for it. Once, one has undone the
web of lies, it is no witchcraft to expose the intrigues. How, then, have the propagandists of the western
“democracies” managed to pull wool over people’s eyes so they are no longer
able to see? With a ruse! They presented the people a lengthy constitution
in which a Trojan horse had been smuggled: freedom of trade, freedom of
commerce and freedom of ownership. Officially
the constitution was hypocritically boasted as “freedom” next to all the
other freedoms – freedom of speech, freedom of religion and freedom of
assembly etc. Of course the makers of the
constitution did know, that this sole “freedom” totally beats all the other
elements of the otherwise democratic constitution. For they, and only
they, held the power (money, production places, trade connections etc) firmly
in their hands even in those days already. They had nothing to fear
from the people, the have-nots. Their calculation added up, of course. With
their “freedom”, they were able to do as they pleased and managed to turn
everything upside down. The sovereignty of the Swiss bursts like a soap
bubble! Per definitionem, is sovereign only who- or
whatever controls the totality of the means of power. The medium
which unquestionably rules over the whole world and gets everything
moving is money. A sharp look into the Swiss Federal Constitution reveals
pitilessly that not the supposedly "sovereign" people owns the
fortune stashed away ever since Adam and Eve, compounded through the
yearly interests and levies to an astronomical sum, hell no ! the disposition of this gigantic fortune is expressly
reserved to a small bunch of fat cats. Not only factual, but even from the point of the
constitution, Switzerland is, without any objections, a dictatorship of the
rich, a perfect example of plutocracy. A miserable nation of beggars watches over the throne, short changed and
enslaved by the master who has long taken off with the wealth! “Do you want to give a select few, who have all
the means, so much freedom that once the means are put to the test, your
whole life is put upside down?” That would have been the correct
question to ask the people. Only a fool would have agreed to it or someone
who was already deeply mired in the dependency and
in the privileges of the master. But it is democracy if people have the
possibility to change the constitution to their liking any time! There is no denying that the western
constitutions teem with democratic details, i.e. the possibility of revision.
That is exactly the wool that gets pulled over
people’s eyes! These details may belie only the fool who knocks
everything on the head again. Let us imagine a constitution, in which a vote by
the people is designated and even ordered by an almighty and united in
himself king, saying that it can be changed again any time. Is that a
democracy? Surely not, it is an almighty king that
rules! In this case a monarchy was
established. As we know to allow a minority, who has all the
means and power, to do as they please, is a plutocracy. And it will stay that way, regardless of provisions for
changes or not. The monarchy as well as the plutocracy would
become democracies once the people with the help of changes in the
constitution overthrow the king or the plutocrat, not only on paper, but
actually claim the power for themselves. Without that
everything remains the same. Switzerland has put the example to the test
already. Some years ago the people had the
chance of a constitution initiative, in which they would have had the
possibility to have an ever so small say in the domain in which the
entrepreneur exercises his all encompassing regime. The submission did
not go anywhere. The reasons are quite obvious.
People, declared incompetent through lifelong manipulation and oppression,
cannot ever seize power! It’s enough for the
masters to threaten about the likelihood of an impending chaos resulting if
people weren’t going to allow the rulers to go on. Ultimately, the
positions were already assigned: from the general
manager to all the bosses down to the small sheriff, who has the power to
intimidate and beat up citizens without fear that anybody will take note of
it. If the top charges, via right of
co-determination, had wavered, the ones on the bottom would have started to
wobble as well. This meant not only for the masters, but
for the whole hierarchy, to defend the order of precedence. Therefore, Switzerland may present the most obvious:
a revision towards democracy did not explicitly take place. Freedom of
trade, freedom of commerce and freedom of ownership still have control over
what is happening. The plutocrats asserted their power.
But the people can vote
those into parliament who represent their interest! Only a gullible person falls for that kind of
argument. Much like one can flog a Hitler to
power via election, so can anyone be catapulted into a seat of
parliament! As this dead advertising guy used
to put it so aptly: “Give me a million and I will make a Swiss Federal
Council out of a bag of potatoes!” Money rules the world. The nipper with a
penny can direct the hand of the kiosk lady merely
into the chewing gum shelf. Nobody disputes that it is not the people,
but the masters who own the money. Nothing is easier for them to sell their own
representatives to the people much like any other product and to guarantee
themselves a comfortable majority. Even the minorities are all right
with them, since they give the impression of a democracy and stabilize at the
same time. Apart from that, the parliament or the government on the whole is responsible for auxiliary
functions only. But in the constitution
it says that everybody, without exception, has the same rights. Therefore everybody has a chance. That is democracy! Don’t make me laugh! Let’s take Mister X, who has a billion, and the
emancipated Mister Y, who owns nothing. Both start doing
business. Mister X goes to the bank and without hesitation receives a
loan worth another billion at 5% interest. He drums together a few
cohorts who find him a market niche. They build a factory and in no
time profits start pouring in, which pay 10% on the total capital invested.
He keeps the 10% for his own billion and the 5% for the borrowed
billion. The other 5% he delivers to the bank, which uses the money to
catch a bunch of small time borrowers. The
cash check of Mister X yields already assets of a billion and 150 million. Let’s turn to good-natured Mister Y. He too asks
for a loan at the bank. “With nothing you get nothing”, is the laconic
answer he gets. Regardless, he proceeds to get to work. After
some years and all kinds of effort he manages some
modest success. One million he calls his own. Mister X has of
course doubled his billion in the same time and paid back his loan. Both of them push on. Business comes up
with the usual profit of 10%. Therefore at the
end of the year Mister X has over two billion and 200 million. Mister Y
limps hopelessly behind with one million and hundred thousand. The only
chance he would have is if he were to push even harder than Mister X. The horrendous material differences already
existed when the constitutions were hammered out.
They prohibit a democracy. But we only want what is best for you! The whole world is being conned
with an effrontery like no other. None of the money from the American FED
– private, of course - and the National Banks
goes directly to the citizens, but goes exclusively to the banks
owned by the super-rich at a symbolic interest rate.
They then lend the money at horrendous interest rates to the
want-to-be plutocrats and the other debtors. Thus the very last circulating
bank note is nothing but a clear proof of a die-hard interest bearing debt. With the hard and book money in the vaults and
books of the gentlemen via interest and compound interest increasing
exponentially to astronomical sums and immediately thrown back into the
lending business, the interest on debts is also growing exponentially. In
order to pay them off, sooner or later more and more
junk to be disposed of as waste has to be produced and turned over to the
"consumer" - totally enslaving the people and the working masses. And who pays the bank interest and entrepreneurial
profits? The entirety of the people, because they are added to the products
that are sold to them! On top of that, people drive each
other nuts with all the circulating money. The whole human activity is controlled only by greed. So this is what the masters bestow
upon the people: the meaning of earthly existence, which could not be any
more pathetic. Down with them! Yes, but do you want
conditions like in Russia? The last ace in the hole of Mister X! When I
hear him talk like that I instantly imagine him at home in Russia. I am
sure that he would have even there submitted himself among the masters and
told the Russian critic about the evil of capitalism. And, at least, rightly so! What we condemn about the Russians, the same
thing happens in the west in a fashion that is much the same, carefully
hidden and hushed up. Crimes against human rights chase each other. I think of the war here at peacetime: where the
keepers of order and the breakers of order clash. Deadly shots,
tortures, beastly beatings and the likes are regular occurrences. I can
report this because I’ve seen it and do not need to
refer to the recently deceased professor of justice Peter Noll, who compared
Zurich’s criminal justice with the Turkish fascist military justice. I also think of the daily carnage in the streets
and at places of work. Everybody who sits behind a steering wheel (and
the same is applicable for those who install a dangerous plant) knows all too
well about the errors of humans as well as machines. He knows he and
the other traffic participants might become careless or that a technical
defect can happen. He knows that children as well as old folks on
occasion cross the road without any notice. Every time when he starts
up his dangerous vehicle he has to anticipate the
worst. He accepts this. It is potential intent, which is the same
as intent. Should a person get killed, it is
intentional homicide. Just imagine the havoc for the automobile
producers, in case a judge would measure with this only correct measuring
stick! Nobody could drive around anymore because that would be intended
manslaughter, or murder, and is therefore a criminal offense. The big
fat business would evaporate into thin air! Judges, themselves motorists, tend to find a
person guilty of involuntary manslaughter only. It is
permitted to continue the slaughter of victims on the road. The
big industrialists will happily contract masses of moribund people. I call to mind the local psychiatric
institutions. A few years ago I managed after
some effort to have an inmate released after a decade long incarceration
where he was daily injected with insidious neurotoxic substances. He
had to endure a horrendous fate like the prominent Russian, who lives out his life in a less inhumane exile and who the
western propaganda plays up in order to avoid paying attention to its own
dirt. Leave me alone with the Russians. After
having spent over a year in communist countries, I would like to say the east
is no better than the west or the other way around. Just on a sidebar: I also spent three quarters of
a year in Africa. It felt like going from bad to worse, coming from
Switzerland and going to the African tropics. However
with a more critical eye I find myself back in Sturzbach again. Down with the
Constitutional State! In my occupation as a lawyer
I sit across clients and listen to their problems, which are usually caused
by plutocrats. Often this means getting in touch with the opponent – in
employment issues likely with a subordinate of the factory owner – in order
to reach an agreement. Should the negotiations break down, the case
frequently goes to court. In criminal proceedings – my area of
expertise – the demand for a penalty is an inevitable fight in the court. There “justice” is administered, no less of a
deceit than the one with democracy! Let’s imagine Mister Burglar was able to find access
to Mister X’s abode. We have met this gentleman
before. His wealth has meanwhile – keep in mind the interest on top of
interest and an unforeseen investment profit – swollen to two and a half
billion. Gladly Mister Burglar helps himself and takes a
mere 10 thousand with him. But his luck does
not last long. In the midst of great celebration with friends at a pub,
police drags him away and puts him behind bars. In order to be released
he instantly confesses, looks me up and assigns me
his defense. Because of an incredible sloppiness by the
prosecutor, which stays undiscovered, two different courts each get a bill of
indictment with all the copies of the file. One of those courts – and
now the luck of my client continues – is made up of
three left winged POCH judges and the other is made up of three right winged
SVP judges. A little puzzled, we soon receive the two
citations to the main trials, investigate, discover the mistake and remain
silent. We find ourselves in the halls of the courts, one
date following the other within a short period of time.
According to our rehearsed plan we ask for acquittal
both times. The only evidence on hand is my client’s confession, which
he, with the same words, retracts every time. The verdict will be sent to us in writing, we are told. We leave with a mischievous delight, because we
already know, what has to come. The POCH judges of course think of
Mister X, whose business manners they vehemently despise, as the biggest
thief and show my client sympathy. To the SVP judges on the other hand
my client is the thief and Mister X is a respected citizen. The
verdicts turn out accordingly: the left acquits and the retraction of the
confession is legitimate. The right finds him guilty and the retraction
is not valid. One does not have to have read Tucholsky and his
summation of German judges, who had sentenced left and right winged people to
death, to know that, apart from the sloppiness, my assumptions are indeed
realistic. The argument can be made with any issue with
identical facts of the case can be judged differently by a lower or upper
level of jurisdiction. Such cases are a dime a dozen. They disclose the fraud. The POCH judges as
well as the SVP judges, the lower and the upper level of jurisdiction all
have the same exact law in front of them every time. Logically the same
words ought to come out of their mouths, when dealing with the exact same
facts of the case. The case is the same, the law is the same, but
the verdicts are different???? It is easy to
solve the puzzle. The judges are different! Not one verdict administers justice, but only the
arbitrary opinions of the judges get
expressed. The more their worldviews and morals differ the more their
verdicts deviate from one another. To prevent this, there are rigid selection
methods in the justice system, which make sure all the sheep
stay close together. Examples like the one of a German district judge
(my regards to you!), who notoriously imposed the minimum
penalty until he was discharged, do not set standards. If one puts the humbug about the justice system
aside, one runs without question into power. This power not only
determines the justice system, but also both of the other supreme powers of
the western plutocracies. Everyone knows the quarrels in parliament: the POCH and consorts want this, while the SVP
and company wants that. Since they made sure of a majority, they assert
themselves every time. This has nothing to do with justice, but
everything to do with power. Down with the constitutional state as well! If we look in a succinct phrase at the connection
between the people and the state, we’ll find the
people, who clean up the shit of the master and the state who organizes the
clean up and who drives the people. The privilege for the
rich, the duty for the naïve. Mister X has grown close to our hearts by now, so
we want to invite him to accompany us for a little while. We are
already familiar with his wealth. Btw, this year 250 millions profit
are in the books. Somebody must owe him a nice sum of money! We’ll get back to that. Mister X handed over the management of his empire
to five cunning and career minded people making up a board
of directors and the chair above he gave to an outstanding, dynamic
and shifty senior manager. The team, equipped with all the possible
management qualities, runs his whole show in such a sovereign manner, that
all he has to do is show up at the regular annual general meeting and watch
over that the quarter billion really does come in. It does come in… Free and easy he can do with his time as he wishes. He
lives in a magnificent palace-like mansion, takes extended trips around the
world and knows how to live – a real bon vivant! When he has to pay he
pulls his gun – oops, sorry – his checkbook. The checks all have
sufficient funds. Slowly we are growing tired of Monsignore X’s
carryings-on. Let us turn to an average citizen. Politely we call
him Mister Z or just Z, who lives in an apartment silo in Schwamendingen and
is a factory worker in Oerlikon. Mister Z’s apartment has all the
conveniences. Only a short time ago his old kitchen and old bathroom have been ripped out and were replaced with the
latest. When he bumped into the mailman
shortly after he was actually hoping for a love letter. Unfortunately it was only a notification of a rent
increase. In the relatively small living room
he managed to squeeze in an impressive wall unit, as well as a set of upholstered
furniture, a TV is there naturally, and next to it, it glitters
fabulously. I’m not that familiar with it, but
it must be a sound system. Endlessly little lamps flicker, blink and
whiz in all kinds of colors. Out of respect we
won’t bother looking into his bedroom. It’s
probably okay. Instead we quickly inspect the
common rooms he shares with the other people living in the apartment silo:
the staircase and the laundry room. Mister Z just wasn’t
there for the planning. Since the other income objects of this
development do not deviate at all, he does not seem to mind. “Well,
well, equal rights are indeed alright.” he mumbles to himself at times. His car which he
lovingly cleans every Saturday, is parked on the side of the street. It
goes without saying that he bought the car as well
as the already mentioned household effects entirely in installments. Early in the morning – he is not quite awake yet
– advertisement spots and all kinds of babble get in his ears. “Aha,
it’s time”, he thinks. Without any further ado, he quickly catches the
bus and manages to punch in on time in Oerlikon. Mister Z works on the assembly line. Since
the line is already in motion, he needs no time to get started.
Instantly he is fully present. It is dusty and
it is noisy. But he’s used to it by now.
Lunchroom, bell signal, punch clock and bus - the apartment has him
back. He makes a small detour to the post office and
lines up in order to pay his bills. His wages don’t
quite make it. “Hopefully the Christmas bonus will come soon”, he
thinks. That the post office directs the money back to X who is already
going for the third billion, he does not realize of course. Because he feels kind of
down, he jumps into his car to zoom to the shopping center. He checks
out this, and he checks out that. Instead of buying a video tape, as he
had planned, he ends up signing an installment plan for a personal
computer. The sales person affirms that with the computer he’ll be able to do the most amazing things. Once at
home, his attempts to use the thing productively turn into failure. He
puts the apparatus in the wall unit, making sure that – according to the
house rules – not to bother his neighbors on the other side of the paper-thin
wall. The rest of the evening he sits in front
of the tube like a couch potato. What happens the other days and the 49
weeks, year after year, we already know. The other three weeks have already been mentioned. In Switzerland there are
a few thousand Xs and a few million Zs. The Xs consolidate astronomical
sums that must yield interest every year. It is the task of the many Zs
to make the billions upon billions for the Xs. This is madness! It has nothing to do with freedom, democracy and
constitutional state, absolutely nothing. Down with them all! What to do? One has to really think
to discover why the rich actually need this crazy lie about democracy.
History tells us dominance always comes and goes between the tyrant and the
oligarch. The people’s task is merely to occasionally bump someone out
off office in order to place someone else there, only to do the same thing
all over again. This is exactly what today’s regents
fear. Henceforth they hide behind the lie that they aren’t
really the ruler. Actually they are really stupid. They don’t need to hide. Democracy is an impossible
thing. It never has existed and never will.
It would be easier to eliminate the buck from a herd of deer. From time immemorial, man has stayed the
same. His brain did not grow. With the same anger he decides on
war, has the anger somewhat cooled down, he talks about peace. Even if
the pyramid at times tumbles in the storm, the pointed end always remains up
top. That Switzerland is apparently one of the oldest
democracies is a myth. Since its inception there were the free and the
not free, the Stauffachers and Redings had servants. The confederates
sent governors in every possible direction. The city dwellers squashed
the farmers. For seven years I followed an
inner Swiss rural community. No democrats were voted
in there, yet local kings, mind you for auxiliary functions only. Even
in the old cantons the free ruling Mister X’s dictate behind the scene what
has to be done. The plutocrats only needed to hammer these
connections into the people and they would loyally eat out of their
hands. Nothing would stop them to stick with their plutocracy. To
be honest, a king who says, “The state, that is me”
is less despicable than the men here who sham the people by saying, “You have
the absolute power.” The cowardice in this does not exactly allude to
greatness. If one looks for the reason why in the history of
mankind, war and peace alternate, one can always
find excesses. Moderate rulers never have anything to worry about. These days it is without any doubt that we are headed for the next disaster. The excess, which
is remarkable these days, is the imbecility of the people to stick the dough
up the plutocrats’ asses and the nerve of the plutocrats to take this dough in order to always throw it at new business
ventures. The spiral rotates. The tributes of the people grow
immensely. One small spark and an era collapses again. Prospects
that the immoderate will wake up generally do not exist. What is there to do for the person, who is
nobody’s master or nobody’s servant, who does not belong to the plutocrats or
to the people? Watch how this spectacle plays out?
Vamoose? Protest? Hole
one-self up? Wait for a shot or a bomb?
Remain one’s own master! If we survive it, we will know if we were advised wisely. |
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