April 2008


BRAINLESS BRATS OF AMERICA

by Jeani DiCarlo
I moved to LA a few years ago. I didn’t see much of it for, mostly, I was stuck in my apartment writing. Recently, I moved and had a major life change. I decided I needed to get out and loose some weight, but, mostly, I needed to get out in the land of the living.

Let me give you a little background first. I come from a middle class family, really lower middle class. I was raised on Long Island, in a community that was rich in heritage but poor in resources. Most of our parents worked hard so we did not notice the difference between the classes as we were all in the same Catholic school. We really learned to take those names we were called and our parents were called with a grain of salt. By the time I got to high school the blinders were taken from my eyes.

Yes, I am speaking about bigotry to whites; I know prejudice is supposed to be only for the blacks and other minorities of a choice but let me lower the ladder of enlightenment on you from one whose first 22 years were formed by the pain of bigotry.

There are many of us out there; we just do not  make a huge issue out of it. It was hard, don’t get me wrong, it shaped my future. You see, I was white and not entitled to any help for minorities, yet, I was not allowed to join any associations that would advance my chance to get into a good school or get a scholarship. I was purposely given bad grades by many of my teachers because I was against abortion and there was not any institution in town that would provide a financial help to a white girl. So, I was on my own.

Ok, let me get to my point.  In my world of a lower mid class whites with a few interracial couples, we survived without all the hate and fanfare of naming everyone a bigot. We did not get the best education, as we were not allowed to by our teachers. That was reserved for the wealthy kids. That was a bigotry that really hurt. I remember what one of my teachers said to me in 10th grade, as if he said it yesterday. “DiCarlo, stop trying to join the literary club, or any of my clubs, I will never let an Italian Catholic in, never.” It brought back so many memories of being called a ‘gueini’, or hearing people call my Mom a ‘guini’. That is like calling a black person the N word.

Again what is my point here? The wealthy who were so full of hate and bigotry were mostlly Democrats, yes, you heard me right, Dems. We, most of the poor working class, were Republicans; we all had a flag outside our homes, we marched in all patriotic parades, and we went to a church. Oh, lest I forget we respected older people.

Now, I am in LA, a very liberal place. I walk by homes that look like the cover of house beautiful. I go to the shops where one must make a pretty penny to shop.  They proudly display in their front windows ‘I hate Bush’ $30 T-shirts which parents have their young children of 8 and 9 years of age wear as if an act of heroism.  I never see a flag…OK, I saw one.  And, yet,  I hear the bravado at the local coffee house astounding. Everyone is in the ‘I hate Bush and America’ clique. And it is a clique. If you are not in it, ‘you will not work in this town.’

 

 

Well, if you lie you can, but God forbid you mention you are a Republican.  People gasp in horror and call you an aid in murder.  It is really scary. But I am not surprised as I walk along my suburban LA streets and see the astounding wealth of people who take this country for granted. I am not surprised a bit for I know who are these spoiled brats that inhabit these homes and flock to coffee houses.
Mind you, most have no idea why they say what they say,  except for the fact that they heard it on late night TV or heard a celebrity or rock star bashing America. So they repeat the mantra like good little robots.
I have one of those little I-Robot vacuums, it works well, it runs around and vacuums up all the dirt, it senses the dirt. That is what the liberals in LA remind me of. Rich kids who jump out of Daddy’s $100,000 car with Che shirts on. Just like little i-robots, picking up all the dirt and then spewing it out on humanity. 

I just came back from my evening walk. I was astounded this evening as I was able to really see clearly without the noon sun blinding me. This place is so decently suburban.. people with dogs, many dogs, joggers, walkers, lovers- it was the perfect picture of life. Yet, within this picture is a place in peoples hearts that does not allow them to smile. I passed about 18 people, not one smiled at me, I did get a grimace though. So why this discontent? Why such sadness amid such luxury?

I feel it is due to wrong thinking brought on by the brainless brats of America. Yes, we are brats, given too much, or not enough. So we blame everyone. If we are ghetto kids we blame the white rich people and the government, if we are white rich people we blame the corporations and the military-industrial complex. We are unhappy because of what we have been indoctrinated to believe, we are unhappy because we are the walking wounded with indoctrinated PTSD. We just do not know it.

Only a few lucky people of critical thought are able to surpass this disease. This New Age nonsense has degenerated our brains and infiltrated out thoughts. Church has become a curse word, conserve as in conservative has become a curse word.

We are trapped rats, people. The only way out I see is only going back to the roots of this country. This will bring us out of this deep drugged up fog we live in. But we think we are in reality, we are told we are in reality. When the liberals and Dems stop making their party a religion we may have a fighting chance to beat the Marxism out of the universities and beat the men and women who cause hatred and create ghettos. 

When this happens the plantations will dissolve, carpetbaggers will be out of business, and the Marxist class walfare will have a for sale sign on its door.

Well, I can dream, can’t I?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LINCOLN THE RAILSPLITTER

by Yervand Kochar

 

This Norman Rockwell painting “Lincoln the Railsplitter,” which shows a young Abraham Lincoln before he became U.S. president, will be shown in public for the first time in years after being bought by a museum for $1.6 million.

The Butler Institute of American Art bought the painting Nov. 30 in a sale at Christie’s Auction House in New York. The previous owner was Texas billionaire and former presidential candidate H. Ross Perot.
The acquisition was announced Sunday. The painting will be unveiled Feb. 16.


LINCOLN THE RAILSPLITTER

The mystery of Abraham Lincoln was in his ability to unite the most opposing fractions of society while maintaining a divisive position. This ability to transcend the opposites made him a subject of claim from diametrically opposed entities and worldviews. Like Hegel in philosophy, Lincoln was equally claimed by schools of thought that would shoot each other at the encounter, and many, in fact, did.
Lincoln became an inspiration for Republicans and Democrats, evangelical conservatives and liberal-progressives alike. Even ever dull communists and ever angry radical socialists scraped a spark of inspiration from the mounting figure of Lincoln. This inspiration in itslef is encouragable, but after every group had shaped its own statue of Lincoln according to its own manual we’ve lost the real Lincoln. Lincoln turned into a concept and as every concept began to be manipulated to fit ideologies and socio-political insecurities. And as in the case of everything under the sun, the most insecure and the most unrelated ideologies manipulated Lincoln the most and claimed him the strongest.

In reality, there was and there is only one Lincoln. Many politicians have comapred and continue comparing themselves to Lincoln without understanding that what transformed that poor tall Midwestern fellow into Abraham Lincoln was not his external attributes or his immideate surrounding.
Today many ‘Lincoln wannabe’ polticians believe that being young and charismatic, going from rags to riches, advocating the rights of opressed, or even coming from Springfield, IL is what makes the real Abraham Lincoln.
This is a ‘Victoria’s Secret’ version of Lincoln.
In fact, being shot in the back of a head for uncompromisingly fighting an unpopular war is what makes the real Abrahm Lincoln.

It is really sad that 150 years after the Civil War, the mindset against which Lincoln fought all his life and by which he was eventually murdered, finalized the process of hijacking his legacy.

Through the ongoing “sissification” and castration of society, we ended up with an image of Lincoln as benign pacifist, kind and loving father who united the nation. We were given a half-portrait of a man and were tought to ignore the fact that before unifying the country, he divided it. He did not unify by his goodness alone, but by a ‘terrible swift sword’. He united by burning down cities, by sacrificing men in thousands and by destroying an entire civilization.
We are sold the image of Lincoln the lawyer, but before becoming a lawyer he was a rail-splitter, a ferocious wrestler who upon his arrival to a new town would challenge the strongest man around and beat him unconscious in front of an amazed crowd.
Let us not forget the toughness of the man.
He was neither a pacifist in his personal life nor in his politics; he was a fighter, a warrior. It is only on the background of this wild midwestern force that we can outline and appreciate his kindness and goodness. It is also important to remember that it was not only his innate kindness that made him great but also his strong sense of justice.

Justice is a balance of mercy and severity. In this perspective, there is no doubt that Lincoln was a kind and good willing man. When Robert E. Lee surrendered at Appomattox, he claimed that he surrendered to Lincoln’s goodness as much as to Grant’s army. Lincoln’s personal anxieties about the tragic war are legendary and his love for all of his fellow Americans, both, North and South, are beyond dispute. But in order to get a real picture of a man, we have to acknowledge the other side of his personality. The side that was there to kill and bring justice through punishing war. The strength of conviction that would stop in front of nothing, the ability to sacrifice other men’s and ultimately his own life for an ideal.
This is the image that was erased by the scribes and Pharisees of modern American scholarship who turned Lincoln into an anti-war marxist hero in order to suit their frightened worldview.
Through the media they painted an image of Lincoln in watercolors and hang it in their plastic exhibition halls. And as they would glorify this new image they could not even imagine that if they had happened to live in the time of Lincoln (and some did), they would be the first to eternally ban his image from display.
The mindset that glorifies Lincoln today is the one that crucified him yesterday and will deny and accuse him every time he returns.

But somewhere there in the forgotten attic of our national memory hangs another image of Lincoln. It is an image carved with a nail on a rusted iron, an image that can scare one in a fierce battle. It is an image that his friend saw when he compared Lincoln’s look to an Indian chief entering an enemy camp. It is an image that is so deeply engraved into the Southern psyche that many still cannot forget and forgive it for destruction he brought upon them and their families. In short, it is an image that we have to come in terms with, otherwise we are doomed to see it trough the eyes of those who never really understood the man and never appreciated what the man did.

03/12/07

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POST SCRIPTUM

ON DANGERS OF HISTORIC MANIPULATIONS

We should preserve the whole image and the whole history regardless of our current views. The revisionist histories are like bad translations; the words are there but the meaning is lost.
The preservation of history is not a partisan issue. It is a moral issue and if thoroughly examined a legal issue. The historic lie is the worst form of lying and carries the most devastating impact on generations to come. Parties and politicians make mistakes. People and nations make mistakes. Facing historic reality and the sins of the past is a great step to redemption and liberation. The denial of history, moreover, its manipulation, disintegrates the psychological sanity of an entire nation. It is a more dangerous process than even those who consciously convey it from the blind spot of their limited political existence can perceive.

History is not a discipline one learns in books. As every human being has his or her biography so does every nation. History is a vibrant memory of the nation. History is a Memory of Our Spirit. Those who rewrite history rewrite memory. Memory is a cornerstone of the psychological balance, whether individual or national. The temple of life is founded on memory. Disintegrating memory is a way to destruction of the temple. The loss of memory is the first step to insanity.

The Civil War was a direct result of this process. The national hysteria erupted because the memory of our nation was confused and finally lapsed. People began to interpret history, to bend it, to manipulate it to their political goals. Lincoln’s speech at the Copper Union that gained him the Republican nomination was dedicated to this very issue. In his detailed investigation of the Founding Fathers, Lincoln proved that, although owning slaves themselves, most of the Founding Fathers were in core opposed to the expansion and existence of slavery. This speech had an enormous healing impact because it clarified history for a big segment of a confused nation. It gave the Union men moral clarity and confidence in the cause and tradition of freedom. It proved that they were continuing their fathers’ job and that their fathers were not bad as many stated consistently.

The Cooper Union speech came too late to extinguish the fire of National Psychosis. The nation fell into a very dark place and the only way out was the terrible therapy of war. A war that still continues today in different shapes.

Every generation experiences psychosis to some degree. What is important to remember is that a possibility of a complete nervous breakdown known as Civil War is not as remote as it appears. Up to the first shot of the Civil War people rejected it’s probability. The war of one hemisphere of the American psyche against the other was unbelievable and was rejected vehemently. It took almost two years for the people in the Union to accept the fact that they were in war against their fellow Americans. The danger of the fierce conflict must not be neglected. The physical confrontation is just a tip of an iceberg. The eruption of the physical Civil War had been brewing since the beginning of the American Republic. Whether it is a physical confrontation or a civil war of thoughts, the impact is devastating. It is a national schizophrenia in which two sides of psyche designed to work in balance work against each other. The frequency and intensity of the National Neurosis is proportional to the degree of historic distortion.

Every totalitarian regime begins with rewriting history. Whoever controls the past, or the psychic foundation of the nation, controls the future. The only way to control the past is through culture. If the mindset that controls culture is not happy with the memory of the nation, it can rewrite it through books, films, media, any form of communication. Media connects us to our past. If the connection is infiltrated with people who do not feel comfortable with the way history progressed, they can simply reshape it. The examples of this are numerous and results are devastating.

History is a Memory of Our Spirit. It has to be transmitted not controlled. Any force over the memory is a violation of the Spirit that shapes time. Reclaiming history, however harsh and unpleasant it might be for the recaller, is a personal responsibility. Knowing history and fighting for history has a therapeutic significance.
When Hitler was outlining the Holocaust, he was warned that a massive termination of Jews may cause a public outrage. Hitler dismissed the warnings by saying, “Who remembers millions of Armenians murdered in 1915?”. The Armenian Genocide, executed by the Turkish government only 25 years prior, was forgotten. The Turkish government had done everything possible to silence history, manipulate it and destroy the evidence. A whole generation of Armenians, scattered all over the world as a result, was and is still traumatized by this historic injustice. The denial of history affects everyone involved. Those who are denied justice and those who deny it are equally in danger. Cutting “the mystic cords of memory”, as Lincoln put it, cuts us from our tradition, from our source. And the object cut off its source floats chaotically and falls very often on the barren grounds of forgetfulness. The dynamics of the fall is the same whether it’s a distorted legacy of one person or of a whole nation. This fall is experienced by many to some degree, and, perhaps, it was experienced most dramatically by Hamlet, the insane prince of Denmark, who lamented before his untimely death that “the chain of times has been broken.”

Horses of War and Peace

 

by Yervand Kochar


Yervand Kochar ‘Horrors of War’ Yerevan, 1962 Oil on canvas, 290 x 210 cm

The first shot of the Civil War was fired at 4:30 a.m. April 12,1861 when the Confederate artillery bombarded Fort Sumter. Hours later when the fort exhausted its ammunition and surrendered both sides were astonished when they realized that no single person was killed in the heavy bombardment. The only casualty of that day and the first casualty of the war was a horse in the fort.
The Civil War was the last massive war in which cavalry played a decisive role.

The invention of an engine turned an image of a man on horseback to a museum. The horse was gone from the battlefield and with it was gone the poetry of the war. The idea of knighthood so insolubly associated with the horse glittered for the last time at the Civil War.

The attachment of the Civil War Generals to their horses was legendary. U.S. Grant, being an excellent horseman himself, loved and revered horses. Once he had a teamster tied to a tree for six hours for mistreating a horse.
General Robert Lee’s charger “Traveler” carried him throughout the war, following his master’s lengthy maneuvers with unexplainable freshness.
William T. Sherman’s half thoroughbred bay “Sam” was “as calm and steady as his brave master”. In his poem “Sheridan’s Ride” Thomas Read immortalized General Phil Sheridan’s horse “Winchester” who saved the Union Army in the Shenandoah Valley by carrying Sheridan back to his army at Cedar Creek a distance of twenty miles with a speed by far exceeding horse’s nominal physical capacities. General Albert Sidney Johnston’s horse was named “Fire-eater”. “It stood patiently like a veteran when the bullets and shells hurtled about him and his master, but when the command came to charge, he was all fire and vim, like that Sunday in April 1862 the first day of the bloody battle of Shiloh (Antietam)”.
“The horse of the commanding officer was as well known to the rank and file as the general himself, and the soldiers were as affectionately attached to the animal as was the master”.
This harmony of man and horse has been seen throughout history. “The horse inspired such awe in ancient man that he often thought of the horse as the power behind certain natural elements. In India, ancient gods drove chariots across the sky, some chariots carrying the sun. In Christianity, devastation was brought to fight evil by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. A cult object from Trundholm in Denmark represents the power of the sun itself, with a horse pulling the light of day across the sky”. In the Greek mythology “the centaur was a magnificent creature that had a body which was half horse and half man. He was renowned for both extreme physical strength and great wisdom…The centaur may have evolved from people who first saw horses with men on their backs and believed them to be one creature”.
The father of Western philosophy, Plato introduced one of the most powerful images of a man as that of a chariot led by two horses. The horses were called Appetite (bodily desires) and Spirit (passions), the Charioteer was called Reason.
The same Greeks, and the Romans, associated the horse with war, and also the wind, water and thunder.
And indeed, from the time this notion was conceived in Ancient Greece up until the American Civil War, there would be conducted hardly any large or small scale war without a horse as a decisive factor on the battlefield.

In the early stages of the Civil War the Confederate cavalry was superior to the Union’s. “The lack of good highways had forced Southerners to travel by horseback from boyhood, while in the North a generation had been riding in wheeled vehicles”. “The South had been riding before the war, the North had been driven”. However, in the course of the war “the brilliant Confederate Generals such as “Jeb” Stuart, Wade Hampton and Nathan Bedford Forrest were matched by such Union Generals as Philip Sheridan and James Wilson”.
And so the horses became casualties of the war. They witnessed, fought and died with their masters. Yet, there was one difference. Horses were the only impartial creatures of the war. There was neither North nor South for horses. As numerous times in history, once again horses came to help people-anyone, everyone.
It is not in the scope of this article to pay a full tribute to these creatures that so dramatically enhanced man’s evolution in nature. Of all the animals who helped man to rise to his current status, it was the horse that was equally indispensable in agriculture, transportation, warfare, sports, entertainment and many other fields of human endeavor. It was the horse that inspired humans in arts and it was the energy and the presence of the horse that gave a birth to engine and the Industrial Revolution respectively.

These creatures, the earthbound angels, the messengers of progress, wisdom, beauty and might were worshiped by all cultures, ancient and modern alike.
“…Celts believed that after death the soul of a person was transported to the land of the dead on horseback believing them to possess special powers worthy to the task”. In the Hindu ‘Brihadaranyanka Upanishad’ the horse is a symbol of the cosmos.
According to Arthurian legend, once found, the horse with a magical bridle would turn back into a woman, having been previously transformed. This association of a horse with a woman, or a feminine beginning, is certainly not accidental as nothing is accidental in myths and legends.

“C.G. Jung claimed that the horse represents ‘the mother within us’ explaining that the animal has a power, understanding, intuition and magical side that is distinctive from anything else in nature.”

In the bloody war between brothers, in the war were masculine aggression reached the apex of horror and was about to destroy the civilization; it was the cavalry, the horse that brought some glamour.
It was the Feminine Spirit silently following men in their insanity, being their only cure, their unique link to beauty and peace.
It was the Mother, the ancient mirror maja, the eternal Virgin Sophia in the mystical form and reflection of a horse, which once again did not leave her children in the time of confusion. The horse was the only reminder of home and peace, the only redeemer of a suffering soldier, the Mother who will eventually gallop her children lost in the war with their own selves to their Real Home in Freedom!

THE SUFFERING ATOM

by Yervand Kochar

 


When we were torturing the son of a carpenter in Jerusalem, we did not know that, in reality, we were enriching uranium. Uranium is enriched by a two-year long bombardment, it is “tortured” to such degree that one more blast results in an explosion. The suffering of Christ in the torture chamber and His agony on the cross were the equivalent of that process. His Resurrection was the first recorded liberation of energy-Spirit from matter-body.

The Resurrection of Christ was the split of the atom. It was a release of an energy of such a magnitude that thousands of years later we are still experiencing the aftermath of that silent blast in Jerusalem.

The Mystery of Nuclear Liberation, as any other mystery, can be used for good or for evil, yet, the fascination with the process remains the same. The power of spirit liberated from the bondage of matter is the most essential human drive. It is a power that moves individuals and civilizations. It is a power that inspires artists.
It is a power that states strive for.
And it is a power that every Christian possesses by the virtue of his and her faith.

Today, the fanatics all over the world enslaved by their hateful ignorance hope to find freedom and acceptance by becoming a part of the great Mystery of the Suffering Atom. The deeper drive in the race for the nuclear weapons is a subconscious and unrealized yearning for the liberating Grace of the Savior. The more one rejects the Truth the more one looks for the substitute for its Mystery.

Yet, this subsitiute for the Mystery will turn destructive for anyone who does not comprehend the meaning of the Liberation. The path to the Liberation is open to every race and every country in the world, but unless it is walked in love and for love it will lead to destruction and misery. It is only Love that can arm one with the real Power of the Splitting Nucleus and unless one understands the purpose of having the power one will abuse the power and destroy itself and, therefore, is not supposed to have the Power.

The nuclear bomb is a materialized Resurrection. As the hate-mongers all over the world, by all means, attempt to obtain the Spiritual Power to terrify the world, we, Christians, should know that every one of us, by the Grace of our Lord, already has that Power to heal and liberate. We should know that everyone of us is a nuclear bomb ready to explode and transform the world in the name of Love. It is through His Sacrifice and Mercy that we inherited the real power to split the atom and to be free from the bondage of material ignorance.
It is our power and no one can frighten us by it or take it away from us.

by Yervand Kochar

 


On February 11, 1790 two Quaker delegations, one from New York and the other from Philadelphia, presented petitions to the House calling for the federal Government to put an immediate end to the African slave trade. The petition divided the House and the issue of slavery, which had been bothering many since the formation of the Republic, all of sudden, emerged, with an inexplicable force.
The fact that one of the petitioners, Warner Mifflin, “a shaking Quaker” with an arguable sanity, had actually confessed that his antislavery vision had come to him after he was struck by lightning in the thunderstorm was not helping the anti-slavery delegates to make their case. In order to save the young Republic from disintegration and after a long and fiery debate in the Congress, the opponents of slavery choose to settle for silence.

Western Mifflin was dismissed and with grounding the electricity that was moving the man, America has missed its first opportunity to obtain an electric bulb. The country was not ready, yet, to illuminate its path with electricity and the darkness that followed was a terrible testimony to that incapacity. The Southern statesmen were colorful, as usual, in reminding the Sectional Compromise at the Constitutional Convention, whereby “the southern states for this very principle gave into what might be termed the navigation law of the eastern and western states,” a concession granted in return for retention of the slave trade for twenty years.
What it also reminded of was the fact that the country, based on the idea of liberty and justice for all, was also formed on the compromise of the same idea and that “the effort to make the Revolution truly complete seemed diametrically opposed to remaining a united nation.”

It is baseless to claim that slavery was considered a normal state of affairs in the minds of men of 1790’s. Many opposed slavery from the beginning and many politicians and citizens alike knew its evil. “Slavery was an unmentionable family secret” and the divided family chose to avoid revealing it for a time being in the best hope that it would die on its own accord.
Yet, it was not dying. The escapist meditations of humanity on the temporary nature of evil, and the strong faculty of self persuasion on the fact that evil may perish naturally, manifested once again and postponed the resolution of the thorn of an issue that slavery was. The Union was preserved and so was slavery.

The Quakers went back labeled for their doubtable sanity, the House resumed to its conventional procedures, the slavery continued to flourish and some people became very angry with the ways the things were developing in the land.
In some people, whose allegiance to the principles of good God dominated over their commitment to keep the Union at any cost, that anger magnified with every passing day. The inconsistency in handling the freedom, on which the country was based, was seen as the beginning of the end of the same country… and they worked hard to facilitate that end.

The fight was taken from political to religious field. The Baptist Church split on its moral interpretation of slavery. The church leaders in the North viewed slavery as a crime against God while many Southern leaders claimed that slavery was justified by the Good Book. They claimed that blacks were the descendants of the Egyptians who enslaved Hebrews and therefore they were being punished by a freedom-loving nation. 50 years before the first shot of the Civil War was fired, the Baptist church divorced from within. The Southern Baptist Church emerged as an independent unit. The State would follow shortly.
Yet, shortly before that, another unit fell apart under pressure. In the early 1850’s Whigs’ interregional alliance disintegrated leaving the political stage open for seemingly long and uninterrupted Democratic soliloquy.

The Democrats found themselves in the leading role, to be more precise, in the only role left to play. The long and unchallenged dominance of the predominantly pro-slavery party was imminent.

There was no organized resistance to balance the Democratic dominance but there were many furious people around. They perhaps did not even hear about Warner Mifflin’s awkward case but they were certainly acting as if struck by lightning themselves.

These people were anti-administrative candidates running on disparate tickets. There was no power that could bring this diverse group of people under one umbrella, except for rain, perhaps. And to the astonishment of many it rained that dry season. The rain was the cry of people who toiled for centuries for others and did not have a voice to complain about it but they certainly had an ability to call rain.


In 1856 a portion of this eclectic bunch of anti-administration candidates was elected to the House to challenge the Democratic dominance and, after a period of coalescing, took control of a chamber. Once in charge they became known as the Republican Party. Four years later, the Republicans would capture both chambers and Presidency provoking the secession and war.
Who were these people and what brought them together to form a party?
One common characteristic that radiates from all the available historic facts and intuition is that they were very passionate, rebellious and radical. And the issue that was shaping their temperament before they joined their forces together was the deep hatred of the existence of slavery and the agenda of its elimination at root.
“The divers group of anti-administration representatives who took their seats shortly before the speakership contest became a coherent ideological coalition during the balloting. That is, they coalesced and elected a speaker on the basis of a single issue: slavery. Nathaniel Banks, an anti-slavery representative form Massachusetts, was elected by a three vote margin over William Aiken, a Democrat from South Carolina- ironically the first state that would break form the Union {Y.K}- thus establishing the first national victory for the fledgling party.
Once elected, Banks organized the House around the anti-slavery tents, laying the groundwork for the party’s further development in subsequent Congresses.
The Republican Party emerged as a single issue, anti-slavery coalition at the institutional level as early as 1855.”

Today the majority is somehow successfully convinced that slavery was not the cause of the war. We heard numerous stories of Lincoln being a racist and not caring about slaves per se. The whole idea that brought those young and passionate people together is reduced to an economic struggle by not allowing slavery to expand into the Western territories. We are thought that it was not the abolition of slavery but rather the issue of its expansion into the Western territories that caused the war.
Formally, that was the argument without a doubt.
But there are two peculiar facts that bother many historians and do not make any sense within the frames of that picture. The facts are the following. Slavery was allowed to expand in Texas, the closest state to the slave populated states. Yet, in 5 years only 30 slaves were brought to Texas. Slavery was not expanding; slavery had no chance to expand economically or physically. The Civil War might have been absolutely avoided. The debate and passions that rose were absolutely baseless from the given perspective.

The whole argument about expansion was a matter of a principal; it was a debate about an Idea rather than a real territorial issue. It was a defining moment in choosing the philosophy for the Expanding America. Would it expand freely and by promoting freedom or would it expand on a compromise of freedom? For those who claim that slavery was not the cause of the war it will be refreshing to reflect on the fact that the war was absolutely possible to avoid. The premise of expansion of slavery had no real implication, it was a philosophical premise and the physical war that followed was a war for a philosophical definition. It was a war for the future caused mostly by a compromised past. It was an attempt to jump up to the bar set by the Revolution, and since the bar was set way high for times it took a very tall man to make the jump.

Abraham Lincoln was 6 foot 4 inches tall and the election of such a tall and awkward looking man was the second most peculiar fact of that troubled period. Lincoln was not fitting the position by any standard of 1860’s (and perhaps 2000’s as well). He was an obscure frontiersman with no outstanding achievements and an extremely unusual look.
What distinguished Lincoln from more probable candidates was his very strange political record. From 1854 to 1860 Abraham Lincoln delivered 175 anti-slavery speeches, rejected a Kansas-Nebraska bill that would give people sovereignty over their decision whether to have slaves or not, and while in the US House introduced a bill for a compensated emancipation. He was adamant in opposing the expansion of slavery on the federal level. In short, slavery and its suspension was the only political issue that Lincoln cared about throughout his career. And, strangely enough, that kind of a radical record was what appealed to the majority of the Republicans and of the Northern population at the critical moment.

The jump to the universal ideals of The Declaration of Independence had to be taken from the Constitutional platform, which meant stepping on the Constitution out of the physical necessity.
Lincoln knew that by not allowing slavery to expand into the Western territories ideologically, inevitably, meant the end of physical slavery in the South, where it was thriving. It meant an indirect abolition, one and only way to avoid the outright violation of the Constitution and not losing the support of the moderates in the North. Lincoln was the only man in a position to maneuver like that and he did.
Once a President, Lincoln never attempted to avoid the unconstitutional invasion of the South. Avoiding war meant one thing- continuation of slavery in the South and an ideological defeat over the future of the Expanding America. The war in its essence was fought for the future, for the definition of the future.

That definition was very old, though. It could be summarized by one simple word and a complex interpretation of that word that drove many passionate men and women into that radical abolitionist group of rebels emerging as a Republican Party.
The word was Freedom and the interpretation was that in order to keep that freedom for oneself one had to give it to others. The ways of giving where diverse in their intensities but the intention of giving moved the givers strongly in a united and a well-coordinated move. That drive to share the freedom was hard to locate and many just acted it out naturally, from their guts. That drive was activated, though, by a very familiar sound that men and women were exposed to on daily basis.
The sound was such an organic part of their everyday lives that they did not even realized how that sound penetrated, settled and transformed their hearts.


It was a sound coming out of a small town church walls at least every Sunday morning. The sound was coming through the dramatically archetypal language of preachers who were reminding people about the gift of freedom through ages. Independently of each other but regularly, the preachers revived the idea of spreading the Word -not keeping it for oneself but giving it to everyone- the Word of God that was translated socially as Freedom. Spreading Freedom meant spreading the Word. The evangelical instincts of the early Republicans were stronger than they thought but they became very truthful re-enactors of the story of that Word and the stories that happened because of that Word.

If the secession and slavery resided on the legal platform and used the law as their argument, abolitionism was born out of the moral instinct and relied strongly on the faith in the transforming power of that morality. With abolitionist movement legalizing itself as a Republican party, America stepped into a stage of its political development defined by a conflicting dynamics between two irreconcilable poles. From now on, everyone would be either a secessionist or an abolitionist.
The ideological middle would be a physical impossibility because secessionist would always strive to legally isolate their singular freedom from the universal freedom and abolitionists would consider their individual freedom morally possible only through its universal expansion. America began and continues to vibrate between these archetypal opposites of law and morality, suspension and expansion, practicality and idealism.



The Republican agenda throughout ages was driven by the abolitionist impulse, which in turn stemmed from an evangelical idealism. The abolition of slavery in all its various future manifestations became the engine of the Republican machine. The fight against Communism was nothing else than the continuation of the Civil War; the fight against terrorism and its enslaving ideology of fear was the next inevitable step in the abolitionist logic. However distant and unconnected these events may seem politically and historically, spiritually it has been always the same war, as Lincoln put it prophetically, “the eternal struggle between right and wrong.”
Two years prior to his Presidency and the war, on 9/11 1858, Lincoln said,
“Our reliance is in the love of liberty which God has planted in our bosoms. Our defense is in the preservation of the spirit which prizes liberty as the heritage of all men, in all lands, every where. Destroy this spirit, and you have planted the seeds of despotism around your own doors.” This statement was more than an idealistic exclamation. It was a strategic hint to generations of which ours picked it up, probably, most dramatically. Spreading freedom meant infinitely more than means to a national defense.
Spreading freedom was a goal in itself. It was a moral responsibility. Spreading freedom for abolitionists meant the same as spreading the Good News for the early Christians. The passions, the militant spirit and the readiness of sacrifice characterize both movements for these movements, essentially, originated in the same spiritual impulse.
‘Fear is a beginning of wisdom,’ says the Psalm. Both early Christians and early abolitionists were very aware of and frightened by the metaphysical dangers contained in Freedom (or in the Good News, respectively.)


Freedom is not a simple gift of God. It is a responsibility, a torch that needs to be passed on; otherwise it will burn the beholder. If shared it magnifies the beholder, if contained it tortures and eventually destroys. This burning power of sharing is based on a physical principle of containment. Simply, it is too strong of a power to hold, yet, the process of its passing takes an enormous energy and focus that, often, manifests as war. This is why many reject freedom individually and in many instances even nationally. And this is, exactly, what was happening in the pre Civil War America.

By not allowing the Union to dissolve, Abraham Lincoln created a platform for the Expanding America, which meant expanding freedom. The Olympic fire of Freedom that was traced most notably to the Ancient Greece’s Democracy had finally arrived to America and it became America’s responsibility to pass it back on and spread it through yet dark corners of the human landscape.
America was chosen as the host country of the Fire and it took a Civil War to secure the status.
Yet, people, long before any recorded history, had carried the torch that ended up in the hands of a statue on the Ellis Island.
This Fire traveled through centuries and changed countries and continents, it transformed societies, spread its light through cultures and formed civilizations of which the Western is the freshest in our contemporary memory.
In time, the fire was translated into a law, and Freedom was contained in the vessel of Democracy. Whenever, the alchemists give the vessel more importance than to the substance, the substance blows the vessel, as in the case of the Civil War and civil wars, and the substance moves until it finds a better vessel and alchemists who do not attempt to store it but rather to work with it.

Although, abolitionism was adopted as the Republican platform, it would be unfair to claim that the Republicans invented it. On contrary, the abolitionism invented the Republicans. Abolitionist and its opposite secessionist tendencies are present within the same party, whether it is Republican or Democrat, and in times one or the other pole prevails as a guideline. The excessive application of either of the opposites intensifies the other to the degree that results in an open confrontation known politically as a civil war.

This same vibration between opposites, though, occurs within every human being and it is on this individual level where one can detect the tremendous Mystery of Transformation, which is caused by this vibration. The mystery is that secessionism in politics and individually is caused by its opposite, namely, the abolitionist desire to involve more, to accommodate and incorporate. The broad focus and desire to expand inevitably result in an isolation and urge to protect and, eventually, to secede. The abolitionism, in turn, is caused by the desire to secede, to stay focused on a simple issue, to be isolated from the broad spectrum of events. It is no surprise that the individuals that do not intend to get involved into universal matters become the promoters and martyrs of those matters and the ideologues of universality end up protecting their private property. When the war in Iraq began, the farmer in Ohio, who had been solely occupied with his land’s fertility, started to genuinely care about the enslaved people in Iraq, and an intellectual in Manhattan who was actively writing and conferring for the cause of universal liberties, suddenly shifted her focus on healthcare. In other words, there are people who always call for the revolution but the revolution is made but people who always try to avoid it.

There were times in history when the Republicans abandoned their abolitionist platform, there were even instances when the Democrats adopted it, yet, the impulse that created the Republican Party always reemerges strongly in the times of crisis. The original instinct that brought various people into a unit is historically stronger than any temporary platform the unit occupies and as far as the unit is aware of its origin it will behave in a predictable pattern.
The movements that originate on a single principle tend to get complex in their evolution. It is hard to focus on one issue and it is much easier to complicate it by a multilateral approach. Very often a focus on a single issue is compromised by a genuine attempt to resolve all the issues. The danger that is evident in this process is the probability of loosing the focus altogether whereas staying focused on one important point may eventually resolve all other problems.
What is usually being neglected in the growth is childhood. Yet, history is the most important strategic asset a nation, a party or an individual can have. History is an account and understanding of the great mystery of being connected to the source, to the origin. The entity that is truthful to its source is undefeatable because the source, the origin has a power to create and whatever has a power to create has a power to revive.

The origins of the Republican Party are strongly Evangelical. Its metaphysical-abolitionist purpose is to share and unconditionally spread the Word of God, which surpasses all the religious, mental and racial boundaries when translated into a more accessible terminology of human Freedom. A very simple word that resonates in every human soul but one with a very complex interpretation that may cause a war between two brothers let alone nations.

by Yervand Kochar

 


The recent Turkish movie “Valley of the Wolves: Iraq” is, yet, another worthy picture in the collection of the Deranged Mind Gallery.

The Washington Time reports that,”Valley of the Wolves” is not the work of independents or amateurs. With a budget of $10 million, it’s the biggest-spending Turkish film in history. The international cast includes Hollywood actor Billy Zane of “Titanic.”
Within three days of its release, the movie had been seen by 1.2 million people, a 40 percent increase on the previous viewing record. At a gala performance earlier this month, the actors rubbed shoulders with Turkey’s elite.
“I feel so proud of them all,” said Emine Erdogan, wife of the prime minister, comfortably ensconced in a seat next to the actor playing Alemdar.”

The movie opens with a real-life incident: the arrest in July 2003 of Turkish special forces in Sulaymaniyah, northern Iraq. The soldiers were led out of their headquarters at gunpoint, with hoods over their heads. America later apologized, but it appears the offence ran deep. At the time Turkey took the incident as national humiliation. In this film the fictional hero sets out for revenge.

It depicts Americans as bloodthirsty villains who massacre civilians at the wedding (wasn’t that Muslims in Jordan who did that?), kill innocent Iraqis for the sport of it and occasionally blow up a friendly neighborhood mosque during evening prayer. There are multiple summary executions. And for the first time, the real-life abuses by American soldiers at Abu Ghraib prison are played out on the big screen, (most likely, a product placement for ACLU.)
Then there is naturally a Jewish doctor, (you knew that was coming) who sells organs of killed Iraqis to clients in New York, Tel-Aviv and London (the Western axis of evil).

The movie is a box office success all over Europe, especially in Germany, which has a huge Turkish-immigrant population. The Muslims all over Europe are inspired by the message of the movie. Not “Wizard of Oz kind of” inspired but quote “If I see an American when I get out of here I feel like taking a hood and putting it over their head” inspired.
The outraged Turks and Muslims come out of the theatres with tears in their eyes looking for an American tourist to behead. This should be some movie, ha? It is really in touch with people’s feelings and their everyday life. Certainly George Clooney can learn a lot from his Turkish colleagues.

At the end of the movie an outraged and righteous Turkish hero (note: righteous Turkish hero cannot be translated into Greek) eventually sticks a dagger into a heart of an American GI. As rightly calculated, in Berlin, this scene resonated with disenfranchised Turkish-immigrant audience, which at that moment cheerfully exploded in applauds while shouting, “Allah is Great!”(or as the Greek say, “Give me a break”.)

The Turkish producers are pushing this “new cinematic triumph” off to America to the theatre near you. So, if you tired of movies written by gay writers about gay cowboys getting into accidents with transsexual terrorists in Munich, there finally comes a breath of fresh air- a movie about how bad American GI’s are and that Iraq is the new Vietnam.
I am sure everyone in America is eager to see this movie, except, perhaps, for Michael Moore and Oliver Stone. This piece of work is going to put them out of business. This is sad, indeed, because then the Jewish doctor must replace Michael Moore’s shrinking stomach with an Iraqi one, and that, unfortunately, will require half-the city of Karbalah executed.

I should say though that this Turkish film should not be stopped, after all everyone is entitled to his or her mental syphilis. We here in America, especially, have no right to stop this film from destroying more Muslims minds. Remember, that it was our brave and outspoken American political filmmakers who inspired them to challenge the authority. The Turks simply followed. They are challenging the authority…the American authority (not thier own, of course.)

Even in its agony, Hollywood continues to inspire half intellectual filmmakers all over the world. It sets the tone. It is the endless America-bashing and vilification that creates these ugly film entities in other parts of the world. These weapons, which are used against us, are animated in the labs of Hollywood drawn with pencils of hate on boards of lies. The Turkish franchise is simply a secure investment in the devaluating market of confused images, a market that used to be a beautiful temple.

My fellow Americans, citizens of the most guilty country in the world, we should be ashamed for the examples we are setting for countries like Turkey which massacred one million and a half Armenians within two weeks in 1915.
By trying to protect ourselves from people who beat up a flag with a stick over a cartoon, we make the Turks angry, and we should not, because the last time they got angry they systematically wiped off their entire non-Muslim population. (If there are no Armenians around, ask a Christian Greek for facts, he’s got a lot, keep your children’s ears closed, though.)


After a screening of the movie in Germany, an inspired 18-year-old Turk told a reporter that,
“America is evil (the Muslim standard). Look what they did to Native Americans and people in Vietnam, and now in Iraq.”
I wish there was someone to remind the young Turkish boy about the whole generation of Armenian orphans who grew up in the slums of Marseilles with images of their mothers raped and sisters thrown off the cliff by drunken Turkish soldiers shouting, “Fly, infidels, fly”.

I wish the young Turk would be reminded of Turkish soldiers slitting the wombs of pregnant Armenian women open to stab a baby in front of a dying mother and, finally, I hope that one day the Turkish boy will grow up to become a filmmaker and make a movie that criticizes his own government, which still denies the Armenian Genocide and dumps billions of dollars and enormous political pressure on the US Congress not to accept it either. I hope the 18 year old Turkish boy who so sincerely cares about the extinction of the Hopi Indians in the US, will care about his history as well and make a movie about the genocides of many Christian Balkan nations by the Turkish Ottoman Empire.
I hope so, but I am afraid that by the time the boy enters his prime and chooses a subject for his first movie, there will be a whole herd of USC and UCLA film school graduates creating enough generic marxist garbage to clog the poor young Turks pipe to the truth of his own history.

by Yervand Kochar

 

Did you notice that each time anyone prayers in the movies or TV something of a terrible nature, usually involving a lots of blood, happens to him or her?

Just observe: Whenever someone decides to communicate with God in the movies, he or she or it is being shot, beaten, blown, stabbed, slashed, cracked, squashed by anything from a vampire to a terrorist, an organized crime, a car, a truck, a psychopath, a UFO, a meteor, the IRA member, serial killer, samurai sword, baseball bat or anything animated or inanimate that can hit, destroy, demolish, decompose, explode, mutilate in short make sure that you get a very subliminal message that prayer is a phony exercise that ultimately cannot protect you from the reality of life( such as, for example, a meteor hitting a praying man in his basement followed with an attack by a serial killer who drives a truck and has a baseball bat.)

It seems that prayer is the most dangerous human activity on the screen. See it for yourself- see how many movies you can count from 1971 till present where a hero was able to complete any prayer, even a short one, without being interrupted by some kind of a life threatening attack. It becomes habitual, as soon as someone kneels to pray you know something bloody is on the way to happen.

So after seeing a good man after a good woman being attacked by some horrifying creature as they pray, one simply concludes that prayer is a dangerous activity, to be avoided, at least in public.

Our image addicted mind being systematically exposed to the variation of the same image, subconsciously creates a simple defense mechanism such as “prayer=danger” or “prayer is no safe.” The more natural is the image of someone’s skull cracked during the prayer becomes to us, the more the defense mechanism solidifies itself regardless of our will.

We are being indoctrinated image by image, here and there. Even the knowledge of it being a dirty manipulation cannot resist to the logic of an imaginative mind, which believes what is sees not what it’s told.

Well, one can argue that it is not done on purpose but simply to add a dramatic effect. It makes sense within the pathetic frames of our contemporary culture in which the only way to achieve anything close to dramatic is by mocking the sacred and meaningful and the only way to be courageous is by ridiculing a sacred ritual or a tradition, (with no repercussions, by the way.)

Although this makes sense, as most of the things that make sense, it is not true.

Prayer used to be considered a powerful weapon against everything evil, in fact, the only secure weapon in the uncertain universe of ours. Prayer used to be the impregnable castle of our higher being, a castle where we could safely retreat from the injustice and vanity of the world. It used to be until 1960’s when the movie industry in the United States of America became fatally infected by the virus of Christ-hating Communist scum imported from the Soviet Union. The virus was injected in 30’s and it took only three decades to fully destroy the immature and naive imaginative immunity of American cinema.

Lenin said,” Cinema is the most important among the arts” and this, in turn, became a mantra of Communist infiltrators who systematically invaded Hollywood in 1930’s.
The atheist-demons demolished thousands of churches and hanged clergymen all over Russia. Within twenty years after the revolution, the Bolsheviks successfully removed everything sacred from the landscape of the religious Russian soul. Now it was time for America.

They knew that America communicated to the world and within itself through cinema. Being a young culture not equipped by an extensive mythology, America, more than any other land, was deeply rooted and dependant on the movies as a source of a national imagination. Movies for America were as important as the Iliad for the Greeks, and planting commies in Hollywood was nothing short of sending a wooden horse to the Trojans.

The scope of the communist infiltration is immense and frightening. It was one of the most effective, cheaply done and brilliant political moves ever executed. In fact, it’s impact was so powerful and enduring, that till this very day, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, we still see its destructive tendencies rolling in our movies by the inertia of ignorance.

Unbeknownst to many well-intentioned filmmakers, it is still the same Trojan horse of nihilist-demonic religion of ugly antichrists that is peacefully parked in the castle of our imagination. And because some of us still reject our staggering defeat and stupidity and naivety that let us accept the gift of our enemies, they still make movies trying to glorify those who came to destroy us as they destroyed the God-fearing and God-Loving Russian peasant who was not allowed to go to church anymore and witnessing the horrors of Christian persecutions was now afraid to pray at all.

They tortured and murdered Christians in Russia and unable to do so in America, they tortured and murdered them in the movies, in the imagination of sick and hateful writers and directors.
Mutilating praying people in the movies was just a preview of this gruesome historic series. But it was powerful enough to inspire many sequels, till today.
And as well-calculated, in time, these sequels, were not produced by Communist spies but by our “own Homers” who were not only blind as their Greek forefather but also stupid and desperately ignorant of the fact that they were telling the story of their enemy.

 

by Yervand Kochar
In his recent book “God is not Great” Christopher Hitchens writes very graphically about things he cannot see. This work is of great value if one considers reading an appendix of errors and omissions more than the actual book.
Those who think that reading heavy books contributes to global warming can always spare the planet by not reading it. The essence of the book is expressed in its title “God is not Great” and that’s what it is all about.

Back in Armenia years ago, I had a great teacher who said that those who say there is no God think they are God themselves. My teacher was a drama critic. His life was turned into hell by the communist regime for nonconformist approach to …mediaeval Armenian theatre.
The communists also believed that God was not great, that the Party was greater than God.

Christopher Hitchens, though, has a definite advantage before God. God never spoke with a refined British accent as Mr. Hitchens does. (Although for some reason in all Biblical movies Jews, Egyptians and Romans do speak exclusively in the Queen’s English.)
Hitchens may not be saying anything new but he sells it with a British accent and that’s all that matters. This reminds me of another man who speaks with an accent. Hungarian accent. He once said, “Because of the raise of fundamentalism in all religions, now, our old friends, atheists get popular again. But unfortunately they cannot say anything helpful or new. Well, because atheists cannot say anything new”. This man is a bishop of a Gnostic Church in Hollywood. (Not a Gnostic from another ‘God is not Great’ book “The DaVinci’s Code”, but a Gnostic in a sense of knowing God is great since 3rd century AD.)
The bishop escaped Hungary in 1940’s after his father, a count, was shot in the head in front of his eyes by the occupying Communists, who now moved to spread the gospel of God is not great into the Eastern Europe.

So on one side of my equation we have an eloquent, wealthy and famous Englishman spreading the gospel of non-God in a country that relies on God and on the other side we have two foreigners who were persecuted in their countries that rejected God. This is like one of those mediaeval puzzles such as if Cod is omnipotent can He create a stone that He cannot move. Looks like some original thinkers thought that God was probably not that great even in the mediaeval times. This midlevel stuff is really weird!

The problem with Hitchens and people like him is that they are not really atheists or so-called militant atheists. The prove is again in the title of his book. Atheists do not think that God is not great; they think that there is no God. And as the bishop said, atheists cannot say anything new because they adhere to a closed argument. There is no God. Period. What else?
But once you say that God is not great you acknowledge God, you believe in God. You just do not trust God. You think, as my teacher said, that you are better and greater than God.
I will not go into lengths to prove my teacher’s idea, but I urge you to do it yourself, in a scientific, empirical approach (an approach one wishes Charles Darwin and Al Gore would employ in their religious quest).
Observe people who claim that God is not great and you will notice a common characteristic that manifests throughout all of them. They are proud, superfluous and they think they are better than anyone else.

What these people do not understand about religion is the fact that true religion liberates one from the very concept of God and desperate attempts in trying to figure it out. True religion makes one to be an organic and important part of a whole creation. In its very essence religion is irreligious. By submitting to something that you think is greater than you are, you see yourself in perspective and realize how great you are after all.
When you deny God you inevitably place yourself into a position where you have to be like God, you have to worry like God and you have to be tortured with the idea of God and God’s role in society. Like the communists, you get into a paranoid frenzy and believe that someone’s opinion about mediaeval theatre can be threatening to the well being of society.
You need not to have God as unconsciously as the fundamentalist need to have Him. You depend on God for His not being. You become ardently religious and fundamentally annoyed by yourself and your and others religions which now seem to be the cause of all the confusion in your self-centered universe

Of course, again, it all can be far less torturous and could even pass as an original thought when the center of the universe thinks and sells it with the British accent. Yet, once you find yourself in a prison cell and the accent evaporates in the morning like alcohol in Paris Hilton’s brain, just like Miss Hilton the first book you kind of want to open, even if the urge is instinctive and temporary, is the one that says that God is still great… or at least greater than Christopher Hitchens.

Gurus Gone Wild

by Jeani DiCarlo

 

I just finished reading a book called “Being in Balance” by Dr. Wayne W. Dyer. It was a lovely book with lovely thoughts reworked from the great healers such as James Allen. Actually it was lovely up until page 63 where Dr. Dyer stepped into his moral duty as a modern age guru feeling compelled to equate the US and its citizens with terrorists.

 

This was a sad use of his power and even sadder for the many who will read his words and become angrier at the US. Will his words put people in balance or will his opinions make them more fearful of the US, perhaps, creating even more hatred towards his own country?

 

He did the very thing he told his readers not to do, so Dr. Dyer negated his own philosophy. I suggest the Dr. read James Allen again and refresh his memory. What the world needs is healers who sooth, not incite.

The point here is not whether his opinion is valid or not, after all, we have been having pro and anti war arguments for many years. The point is whether expressing such a radical thought will keep anyone in balance. It certainly threw me out of balance and if Dr. doesn’t care about keeping everyone in balance, but only those who agree with his political views, than he is not a healer but another citizen using his fame to impose his political opinion. Then what’s the difference between him and leftist Hollywood stars, who, by the way, also throw me out of balance?
And if he is not who he claims to be, than who is he?

 

Dr. Dyer’s book was an early release on QVC, the all-American shopping network, as a “toady’s’ special”, thus, selling in the thousands. Why would any of their buyers allow a book like this that blatantly equates Americans with terrorists to become their darling? To my knowledge, there are not any QVC shoppers who blow up weddings and behead contractors, unless, Dr. Dyer knows of some.

 

As someone involved with the healing arts and metaphysics, I am constantly dealing with the world of new age gurus that fell so out of balance that they incite hatred around the world. Imagine if they had said something good about the millions helped by the US, thus, soothing many fears and helping to bring an end to the war.

  

I am convinced that well-meaning men such as Dr. Dyer and the peace movement have caused more war than they realize. I am sure when they leave this planet, they will see how they also played a part in this death dance.

My dear friend is a Muslim woman who has fled from the bonds of slavery; I hear the tears of the torment she has suffered since birth. I hear her cries of gratitude to the US. Why do I hear it and the Dyers of the world do not? Do they choose to turn a deaf ear?

 

Dr. Dyer, you carefully put the word terrorist in parenthesis as if they are a fabrication of America’s imagination. Dr. Dyer, I am a witness of 9/11.           I will not go into detail, but I will tell you that the planes hitting the towers were not flown by people in parenthesis, they were flown by terrorists. The sound of death was not in parenthesis either; the men and women jumping out of the towers were not falling on parenthesis but on a  New York City street.

This story is one of great sadness and I do not expect men and women of ‘peace” living in affluence to understand this.
What I ask is men and women of peace to pray and not to incite. Did we not learn that this never works? Why not even one guru ever condemned the acts of the terrorists? Why when Dr. Dyer writes about terrorists he puts the word in parenthesis but he so courageous in attacking his own countrymen? But then again what is any American (including QVC shoppers) going to do to him?

Dr Dyer, you are saying that it is the so-called Law of Attraction that causes our problems. You claim that it is our fault that the Muslim terrorists attack us. Then why don’t you explain how that law functioned when the Muslims began to exterminate Christian populations about 800 years prior to the conception of America?

Mr. Dryer, America did not start a war; this war has been going on
for 1400 years. A base statement that you made in your book shows not only your own hatred unveiled but also your ignorance of world religion and politics. I pray that you put away your hate and trade it in for love, than you will, perhaps, be able to rise to the healer you claim to be. Let’s hope it is in this lifetime, so you don’t have to do this again.