Black Jack Abramoff's Technicolor Rat Jacket

Is he a scheming, unprincipled manipulating weasel? Is he a soulless and vain travesty upon the human form? Is he a murderer and a conspirator; soon to be cosmic finger-pointing rat? Is he the Tweedledum bookend to Ton Delay’s Tweedledee? Is he the ringmaster icon for neo-con agendas, or is he just a pimp working his neighborhood with the blessings of one of the five crime families? …metaphorically speaking.

Of course he is all of the above and it doesn’t matter if he is “the man who squats behind the man that works the soft-machine” or the man behind that man. It doesn’t matter. He is going down …or soon to slip the coils of justice for foreign shores.

What is most strange about this whole affair and the affairs of Delay and Kenny Lay and the whole PNAC lineup at the AIPAC dinner for the New World Order is the way justice seems to find its way through the barricades, the way death gets past all the money and security the world can bring; into the homes of the rich and the powerful when their time has come. It’s a wonder how a handful of brave and relentless investigators can get past the resistance of the collected efforts of the United Fascist Putsch. How does that happen? Some might argue for a divine intelligence and some may say there is a force that lives in humanity that forever tips the scales back toward center. Like the workings of natural forces we use but do not understand, somehow it happens and it is really happening now.

There are the obvious crimes that you are finally hearing about. Because I’m an Op-Ed sort of a guy you won’t be getting a myriad of links that you can use to educate yourself about them. My feelings are that if you don’t know some part of what’s going on by now then you are an incurious, stupid lout like your twice-unelected fraud… The Little Furher who thought he could. My feeling is that if you aren’t by now well informed about what happened in Florida in 2000 and in Ohio in 2004; in many places in 2002 and at dozens of levels dealing with fraud, obfuscation, murder, torture and the rape of Constitutional documents then you probably don’t give a rats ass or you are really, really bone-deep stupid; possibly both.

Let’s just say Black Jack is the poster boy for Republican and neo-con mega-corruption. If you don’t have questions about how the WTC buildings came down, or you can’t somehow get the feeling, with all of the hundreds of connections and inconsistencies these last five years are filled with. then it is pointless for me to draw you a picture. I’m going to assume you are with me except for some parts you just haven’t heard about in the ‘liberal’ press.

What was Mohammed Atta & Friends doing aboard one of Jack Abramoff’s casino boats a week before the 9/11 attacks?

What’s the deal with the murder of Gus Boulis; the former owner of the SunCruz casino ships and Abramoff’s rise to power?

What the Hell, I will give you one link and then you can even go google a king’s ransom more if you’re in the mood.

Milk from a Mad Cow

I’ll just hang out until you’re finished with this article. Here’s a tip, read the whole page. It isn’t that much. It may help you as we go along.

We’ve heard the term where there’s smoke there’s fire. We here at Smoking Mirrors know a little something about that. But when you see a wall of fire then you don’t need smoke to make you wonder.

Here’s another question; if all of these things link together and connect… uh… do they connect? And, if we know what we do know then what are the things we don’t know? Can we assume that the things we don’t know are pretty much like the things we do? For instance, if a guy has a record for sticking up liquor stores can we assume he stuck up a few we didn’t hear about? Can we assume he might have indulged in other crimes as well; unless he’s some sort of a weird purist? God knows we do have a few weird purists in the mix when you throw in the Christian right. What’s the correct interpretation of the phrase, ‘pure bullshit’?

What the Hell was Mohammed Atta and his crew doing on Jack Abramoff’s boat? And if that is some kind of strange coincidence then; what are all of these other coincidences?

What’s that bit in the PNAC charter about the need for a New Pearl Harbor?

Now the thing that I probably wonder the most about is how such a huge body of people can just whistle past the graveyard. What is that strange dimensional twist on reality that makes it possible for people to ignore what they see; to explain it to themselves in terms that make it okay? In what location in the human psyche do people make their deal with the lies and bullshit? How is it that the Secret Policeman’s Ball is held over and over again and you get fooled over and over again? Is it indifference? Is it cowardice? Is it the blinding influence of your appetites? Are you just as messed up in your own way as the big vermin you applaud for? Is it a right makes might thing? Is it an, “I got mine, get the fuck off my land and out of my way.” sort of thing? Is it some kind of gas or something in the water?

It’s a new year now. I saw the New Year this morning when I walked into town to get some bread and stepped on and over all the wet rocket cylinders and exploded garbage of the night before that was the year before. I saw the new year in the bloodshot eyes of the people for whom hope springs eternal while cities burn and each New Year turns into the next old year. The only New Year that counts is the one where you wake up and change your life because otherwise the Ferris wheel is just going to go round again and you’ll just be a year older; a year stupider, a year disappearing into a waistline widening as you go on with the vain hopes you never took the trouble, nor had the faith or courage to manifest; just wishing in one hand and shitting in the other.

I thought about what a great firework display they must have had in Iraq last night. I thought about how it’s New Year’s Eve there every night. They get the 4th of July every day and since what is supposed to happen never happens it just never ends.

They got what they got because people lied and people died. And just about everything you’ve heard has been a lie and it hasn’t seemed to matter. First thing this morning the new lies of the New Year went up. Business as usual. But something different is going on. Slow… slow like FEMA in Katrina-land… slow… but change is in the wind. What are they going to do?

What do you suppose a pack of criminals has to do when their backs are against the wall? What did they do before? What have they been doing? What do you think they might do? What do you suppose you have to do with the attention when the attention is all over you? When you’re a criminal caught in the headlights you have got a few options. Even if they carry you away, you got a few options. Rats never stop thinking about how to get away and you got to remember… they’re rats.

It should be a very interesting year. I hope you have a good one. I sincerely hope you wake up. It’s always dangerous when you don’t pay attention.