There would be nothing to stop the willing and able to plant a false flag nuke in Los Angeles harbor, or San Francisco harbor, and making sure it is said to be delivered by a “previously undetected North Korean submarine capability”. Such an attack would cause financial and economic dislocation far, far beyond the area directly affected. It would allow the DHS to put to use its fleet of counterinsurgency vehicles, and its contingency plans for prison camps built purportedly to hold internal refugees. They would deputize normal military units.
Such units need to refuse the orders of the DHS. There is nothing in the Constitution for it, and this plainly seems to be a method developed specifically to get around the very real patriotism felt by ordinary military units, but which need not be felt by large segments of this very new agency, which may have been seeded from the start with traitors. It is impossible to know, but the very real transgressions they have already committed all around the country against the rule of law are legion and well documented. I have in mind things like stopping buses at random and searching the passengers; or what the TSA does every day.
Still, this morning I felt strangely calm. Christ said “always wars, and rumors of wars.”. Last night I had a number of interesting dreams, one of which was being placed in Europe in the Napoleonic era, getting ready for another round of war. I was looking at where the commanders were in the coming battle, and looking at all the civilian houses all around, and realizing how brutal war must have been for the non-combatants.
When thousands of soldiers are dying, who cares about the women raped by marauding soldiers? Who cares about the livestock stolen, and the people who starve to death?
When I was at Gettysburg, our guide was pointing out houses that had been at the original battle that were still there. At one, he said the owner got back to find his yard filled with hundreds of rotting animals, all of which had to be buried. And much of the early battle was literally house to house, room to room in Gettysburg. The civilians had nowhere to go.
As I begin to get under the fear in me, I can look at it from underneath it, and I see that the past is a myth. Who you think you are, or were, and everything in times past is gone. It was entered into your mind–individual or transpersonal–in a way which was already transmuted, transfigured, both more and less true than what actually happened.
We cannot trust the past. What we can realize is that the chains of fear can be released here, now. Certainly in our current condition of peace, but even more generally in the face of any obstacle, calm is an option. When you anticipate, in other than a prudent, abstract way, you also create myth, don’t you? You create stories which cause reactions in you that constitute real pain, of anxiety, fear, tension, reduced physical capability, decreased mental capability.
Slowly, I am letting all this go. I of course have no more idea than anyone else what the future brings, but outside of basic prudence, I am going to let my fear go.