The expression "Crossing the Rubicon" means passing the point of no return. It refers to a day in 49 BC when a Roman General we now know as Julius Caesar committed a treasonous offense punishable by death. Under Roman Law, no military leader could bring his troops across the Rubicon River in Northern Italy. The law existed to prevent a military coup of Rome. By crossing the river while heading South with his Legion of warriors, General Julius effectively started a "civil" war. For him, it paid off in spades.
Our own leaders crossed the point of no return a decade ago when they orchestrated the September 11th attacks to terrify and unify the American people behind an unjust but necessary war.
OUR war for control of the one resource essential to OUR economic and military power: OIL.
This book, written by a former LAPD Narcotics Officer, pretty much sums it all up. If you want to know what's really going on in the world, take your brain for a spin with this. It will either blow your mind or send you deeper into denial.
Regardless, the next time you're filling yer tank, ask yourself where that oil came from and what it really cost. While what was just your 40 to 60 bucks is flying through cyberspace, take a moment to ponder where it's really going.
Just read the book.
Lyric of the Day: A GnR MASTERPIECE.
"What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway