Terrorists, My Arse
by Mary W Maxwell, PhD, LLB

Have just heard that the Middle East has come to Sydney.
Armed action in Martin Place, midday. Hostages may be shot. CBD in lockdown. Flag with Arabic writing hung from window of a cafe.

“Conflict with Muslims” also came to Bondi a few years ago (when needed) and then faded out. Something about Aussies defending their manhood against Lebanese. “We will fight them on the beaches,” etc. Seemed related to the Habib case, at the time. Otherwise it did not fit history; it stuck out.

In Adelaide, an outbreak by Aboriginal boys, reminiscent of a Vandal horde, took place about three years ago. Completely uncharacteristic. Then it faded, pronto. Apparently Murdoch gave up on a planned theme.

Am I offending the families of the persons who may get hurt in Sydney today? Maybe so, but I am un-offending the rest of us. We need to get sensible, Folks. We should have been quicker and firmer in noting that the terrorism that befell Ottawa a few weeks ago looked very scripted.

We need a measuring stick for these things, one that any citizen can apply. Example: after dropping bombs at the Boston Marathon, the brother Tsarnaev did a ‘carjacking.’ That’s diagnostic. If those boys needed a ride, they had only to drop into the subway at Copley Square and be transported to their choice of remote towns.

Far as I know, the Powers That Be are so drunk with their success in using the word ‘terrorist,’ or even the quick-symbol word ‘Muslim,’ to scare people into accepting authoritarianism that they have completely overdone it.

Can we please now recognize that they are scared witless, and that they are about to do whatever they can to stop their own hemorrhaging? They, and we, are both in trouble. What is called for, and I hate to be so embarrassingly boring as to say it, is Sweet Reason.

This whole thing is our fault. We shouldn’t be so stupid! What ever happened to patriotism? Come to the party, pleeeease. Help your nation get a grip. Don’t just sit there waiting for the big, bad knock on the door. Prevent it! You gonna be sor-ree if you don’t!

To people who are at this moment having a gun put to them in Sydney, I say: the enemy is us! There, that’s not so bad, is it? We CAN deal with Parliament. We can control the media, too. It’s not as difficult as it’s imagined to be. We CAN get our life back. Wake up, Everybody!

After Lunch

Now the premiere of New South Wales is saying maybe it is not terrorism. Good. Let’s relax for a few minutes. Let me tell you a story. This year, while riffling through some boxes, I found a printout that I had made of the Boston Globe’s September 12, 2001 edition, i.e., the day after 9-11.

There was a piece written jointly by no fewer than four reporters. It said that the Red Cross and chaplains from the Catholic archdiocese had sent counselors to Logan Airport to help relatives who had lost a person in the plane crashes. A room was set-up for this purpose in the Logan Hilton. The Globe claimed that “scores”: of guards patrolled the lobby. That means a minimum of 40!

Maybe it was a check on the brain-functioning of the reader. Anyone who lives in Boston knows that the early morning flights to the West Coast tend to be business passengers who make their own way to the airport. But even if the family gave them a ride, for an 8am flight, that family would not be hanging around the airport at 9.30. (The hourly parking fees are astronomical.)

Nor would any bereaved person, seeing the news on TV, drive back to the airport to get counseling. We all thought there might be a war on at that moment, didn’t we? Running around the highway was not attractive. Also, any family member would have been at home, glued to his landline, hoping for a message about the loved one.

I’m not just saying the Globe’s staff lied. I’m saying that they were so laidback about our gullibility that they dared to create a scenario that was fantastic. And if The Church read it, and knew that no chaplains had been sent, the Globe must have foreseen that The Church was not going to demand a correction.

’Nuf said.

Mary W Maxwell lives in Adelaide. Please see her November 30, 2014 article “Duplex False Flags: Sandy Hook, Boston Marathon, Etc” in Gumshoenews.com