Almost a Quarter Century

Yesterday – September 11, 2025 – is just one year shy of a quarter century since what Americans were told (and many still believe) was the day the “enemies of freedom” struck the United States, in New York City and Washington, DC. As the years inexorably pass, it gets harder to remember what actually happened. An entire generation of Americans has been born and raised up since that day and will never have any memory of it or – tragically – the America that existed prior to it.

They have never experienced the freedom to fly unmolested by government goons. They will never know what it was like to like in America rather than a Homeland. They cannot remember – because they never lived in – a country that had police  but was not a police state.

So many things, receding in time that many will never remember because they never knew.

Americans who were of age at the time allowed America to be turned into a Homeland. Were cowed by fear into being terrorized by the government in the name of combatting “terrorism.” What a handful of shady characters managed to do to a few thousand Americans enabled the government to do to every American. “You are either with us,” lisp-whispered the odious George W. Bush like the viper he is, or you are “against us.” So was born the American police state.

Of course, it had already been born – a long time before the day that quickly became a curious acronym (911; as in an emergency; one that never ends). The water broke – so to speak – in 1861, when the man who was elected by a minority of the voters (a majority of whom were Northerners) decided to wage war upon the people of the South for having the gall to assert their right to be governed by consent. After four years of the mosts savage war since the  peregrinations of Genghis Khan, that man stood upon the bones and rotting flesh of hundreds of thousands of Southern men (and women and children) and declared the victory of the government almost no one in the South consented to.

It was the beginning of the end we’ve now come to.

Another stop along the way occurred about two score and a few years after Lincoln established the fact of government by bayonet rather than consent, in 1913. That was the year the government imposed slavery upon every American, white and black (as well as all the other hues) by passing a law that said what a man works to earn is owed to the government. Perhaps not all. But that is incidental. A slave in the old South was also allowed to retain possession of some things, too – at the pleasure of his owner. The income tax established the federal government;’s ownership of us all by asserting that it has the right to take what what we work to earn. That we are allowed to keep some is proof of the fact that we no longer have a right to anything. If some can be taken then in principle all can be taken. It is a merely a question of how much more – and when.

That same year, Americans also lost control over money because it was handed over to a cartel of private bankers – the so-called “federal” reserve. It acquired the power to create debt and charge interest on it. We have been in financial bondage ever since. One ounce of real money – gold – is now worth about $3,500 pieces of paper. It is a measure of how our wealth has been bled away, along with our standing as free men and women.

In 1947, America shed almost all the previous pretenses of “republican” (small “r” – to reflect the open and representative government envisioned back in 1776) when the national security state was formally created via the National Security Act. A new – secret – government was officially formed and it has been the real government ever since. None of us tax cattle are permitted to know what it is up to; our function is to work like cattle to pay for it all.

The last American president – in the sense that he was the last president not entirely a creature of this national security state – found out just who and what actually runs this country on that bright late fall day in 1963. Americans got a lesson that day as well.

The reminder came on another bright fall day a quarter century ago, almost. Each generation is required to learn this lesson.

It is the one our teachers work to assure we never forget.

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