Home-growns Are Next

 

Twenty years ago, the late, great Thomas Moore published a fantastic action novel, The Hunt for Confederate Gold. One of Tom’s themes was the domestic terrorism of the then-new Yankee Department of Homeland Security (DHS), another imperial gift to the “land of the free” stemming from the September 11th false flag attacks.  DHS was nominally created in 2003 to secure the homeland from nebulous terrorism or some such hysteria. Fears immediately grew that DHS would instead morph into yet another agency dedicated to making the lives of the innocent miserable. The fears were well-founded. These are, after all, the people who practice amateur proctology at American airports. In Tom’s book, DHS agents run roughshod over the civil liberties of Dixians. Charles Sheehan-Miles captured a fictional phenomenon similar to Tom’s in Republic (2007), wherein Yankee stormtroopers are so abusive that West Virginia has no choice but to risk war via secession. 

Today, DHS is back in the news in real-life, for a variety of reasons, none of which have anything to do with making Americans freer or more secure. When the department isn’t rounding up anti-genocide protesters from US college campuses and deporting them under rather specious circumstances, they’re evidently “gangstalking” US citizens. Just like the good old Stasi! Rounding up those who oppose the wanton slaughter of entire populations is also what the French do, and they don’t even have freedom fries. So far, the American street-nabbings, secretive hearings, imprisonments, and deportations have been limited to guests, residents, and Visa holders. So far. 

There are more than a few people residing within the US desperately in need of deportation. About half of them appear to work either in Congress or for the Trump administration. Trump ran for his second term partly on immigration reform. He even issued a stern and proper-sounding Order back in January regarding Protecting The American People From Invasion. As Americans place a nearly divine faith in and around the power of mere words, this grand proclamation, only six decades too late, should suffice. Something tells me that beyond mere words, nothing else of substance will happen. Incompatible invaders only become a problem once they’re a problem for the elites. The elites celebrate the core values of “democracy”, one of which is genocide. Protest that, in any way, and off to El Salvador with you.

Now, the Trump hints that he wants to deport Americans to foreign prisons or torture centers. It wasn’t exactly clear what he meant when he spoke to Nayib Bukele the other day at the White House—and nothing the Trump says is ever that clear—but all-in-all it would appear someone is in the crosshairs. 

I’d like to go a step further. I mean, I said it to [AG] Pam [Bondi] I don’t know what the laws are —we always have to obey the laws— but we also have homegrown criminals that push people into subways that hit elderly ladies on the back of the head with a baseball bat when they’re not looking, that are absolute monsters,” Trump added. “I’d like to include them in the group of people to get them out of the country, but you’ll have to be looking at the laws on that.

One might suspect the monsters the Trump mentioned, none of whom commit crimes within the federal purview, probably aren’t his targets. The real “monsters” he’d really like to ship away are the kind who dare defy or object to those lovely values of the Talmud or any associated evils. And the law has nothing to do with it, with anything. The law in the US has always been a fiction, words on paper, quickly disregarded whenever deemed necessary to maintain elite control. Think the law is a barrier to the deportation of US citizens? Then, just type “Clement Vallandigham” into the search engine of your choice. Decades before Sinclair Lewis wrote It Can’t Happen Here, it already had happened. It has happened since. And it will happen again. 

No, I’m sure it won’t happen to you, so don’t worry. Things like this always happen to someone else. Maybe the unlucky dissenters of tomorrow will be shipped off to Trump Camp in Somaliland, the proposed future home of the surviving Palestinians and future imperial regional military meddling center. Breakaway Somaliland is yet another place most ‘Murikans couldn’t find on a map, but it may receive official recognition from the Trump in exchange for allowing the use of its land for Trumpian madness. No, fellow Southerners, they will never recognize Dixie.

Nothing in America is ever what it seems. Trump’s tariff scheme isn’t about trade barriers, which would if enacted properly, be a good thing. It’s probably not even coherent economic warfare. It fits with the Trump way: much talk, muddled action, and rank confusion. Peace-maker Trump, all about “America first”, keeps groveling before his foreign overlords while making war or chaos in El Salvador, Greenland, Somaliland, Yemen, Palestine, Lebanon, Iraq, Iran, China, Ukraine, Russia, and likely one-hundred other places—none of them in America or of any strategic interest to Americans. When all the foreign adventures fail, and they will, then the focus will be entirely on the home-growns.

All of this late lunacy was accurately predicted by Dr. Fadi Lama in Why The West Can’t Win (2023), page 357: 

The chickens have come home to roost. The oppression inflicted by the Money Powers against humanity will now be directed internally. Until people in the Western Realm revolt against this miniscule parasitic financial “elite” that oppresses them, and recover their civilizations and sovereignty, the best depiction of their future would be George Orwell’s statement in 1984: 

If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face – forever.

The US is not a sovereign country, and therefore cannot be a valid part of the new order of sovereign nations. It could theoretically fit in as a pole in the multipolar arrangement of world power. But unlike the others, the US pole will remain untrustworthy and dangerous—abroad and, especially, at home. This situation will, I think, continue until the US collapses or burns out. For my part, when or if the time comes, I’d like to be deported directly to Moscow. Thanks in advance, Yanks!

Deo vindice.