All roads to war lead to Washington…

Yes, more funny “road” sayings…

The road to hell may be paved with good intentions, but the road to war is paved with…?


US troops arrive in Poland for exercises across Eastern Europe amid Ukraine crisis

WASHINGTON – U.S. Army paratroopers are arriving in Poland to begin a series of military exercises in four countries across Eastern Europe to bolster allies in the wake of Russia’s annexation of Ukraine’s Crimean Peninsula last month.

Pentagon press secretary Rear Adm. John Kirby said Tuesday that the exercises will last about a month, and initially involve about 600 troops.

An Army company of about 150 soldiers from the 173rd Airborne Brigade Combat Team based in Vicenza, Italy, will start the exercises Wednesday in Poland. Additional Army companies will head to Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania and are expected to arrive by Monday for similar land-based exercises in those countries.

Under the current plan, U.S. troops would rotate in and out of the four countries for additional exercises on a recurring basis.

“We’re looking at trying to keep this rotational presence persistent throughout the rest of this year,” Kirby told reporters, adding that over time the exercises could expand to other countries.

The exercises are part of an effort announced last week by Defense Secretary Chuck Hagel aimed at reassuring NATO allies of America’s commitment to the region’s defense.

I think this is just the beginning.

Canada is also sending troops, I guess.

But I know what you’re thinking…

Is this going to lead to World War Three?

What’s Putin gonna do about being encircled by the regime that funded a coup d’état in Ukraine?

What do you think?

What are North Korea and China gonna do?

What about the UK and the EU?

How is the debt-ridden US to pay for this war with Russia?


US Foreign Policy Thugs:

These guys make some rather good points.

Is Washington Humanity’s Worst Enemy?

If it’s not, it’ll do until the real worst enemy gets here.

District of Criminals.

Meanwhile, China Defies Obama’s Slow Asia Pivot With Rapid Military Buildup

China’s got a few carrier’s on the build, but they won’t be ready till 2018, at the earliest. And they could never truly challenge the US in the Pacific unless Russia was involved, or if the US Pacific Fleet was gone or otherwise engaged when China makes it move South towards Australia…and across to Japan.

Some political theorists believe nukes could be used, and, if so, then perhaps all that will be a moot point.

I dunno.

I suppose they could do it…you get enough like-minded sociopaths in the highest places of government, banks, and multi-national corporations around the world, and they could be capable of doing it…but it asks the same old question: wouldn’t they destroy their own businesses in the process?

Yes, they would. They’d destroy it all. Tax payers, workers, infrastructure, all of it.

So, this is what I can’t get my head around.

Unless they want all that mayhem, death and destruction, out of which they can build their New World Psychosis…

I suppose we’ll see.

I hope they’re not that crazy.

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Ugh. Well…maybe they are.

Yeah, besides, they’d ruin their owl…and we know how they love their little owls.

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Anyway, be all that as it may, the war is coming, and I feel fine.

It’s not that given too much rope I’d hang myself…it’s that I’d run out of rope before I ran out of ideas for its use.

Hey, I never claimed to be enlightened.

Though I do know how to make more rope…

Anyway, it’s how I view humans and technology. Give us enough of it and we’ll make ourselves obsolete.

So long as we’re motivated to do so.

But no one ever asked us what we wanted—nobody voted for the high-tech world we now inhabit.

We were all sort of thrust into it and conditioned to accept it—or at least the rationale behind it—and here we are. Scrambling to keep up and trying to adapt to it.

Does anyone ask why?

Does anyone think at all?

If we have no say at all in the course of the world in regards to technology—and the fact that we are so dependent on it that we can scarcely imagine a life without it—then what does that make us?


Yes, but that means we have choices in the types of crap they’re feeding us—we have no choice in eating the crap in the first place…

Then we are slaves.

And what is the system of intellectual tyranny under which we live?

Scientific dictatorship?


Progress is the greatest tyrant on the planet.

None dare question it. None ever oppose it.

Under the dogma of evolution, the erroneous connotation of a theory which implies that life improves and gets more complicated as a matter of logical course, we see ourselves getting more advanced. As if towards some lofty goal.

If life were driven to do this, all microbes would have turned into birds long ago. All simple-celled organisms would have become complex organisms long ago.

Why stay simple after a couple billion years?

Maybe because it works.

We’re told that’s stagnation.

But it’s a lie. Nothing improves unless it needs to. Everything is as ‘smart’ as it needs to be. Things change when a force is set upon them that effects that change. No life is trying to be ‘divine’ or become a ‘higher’ anything. No type of creature is trying to become another type.

It’s delusion. Circumstantial delusion.

Our delusion.

Who fed us this shit?

Our species has fucking de-evolved hand in hand with our rise in glorious technology. Look at the diseases. Look at the cancer rates. Look at the ailments and disorders and conditions, our phobias and neuroses; we are putrid in body, mind and spirit. And who calls this advanced?

I call it sick.

A so-called superior creature that cannot survive in its natural environment any longer without technology…because it’s too limited and specialized; ignorant, weak, and ill.


There is no lofty goal. There are evil schemes and greedy dealings pushing an agenda in science and technology, the results of which you will not benefit from, and neither will 99.99% of us. We’ll just help them create a system in which we are no longer necessary…for the benefit of all humanity, for peace and prosperity and all that good stuff…


Who actually benefits? Those who are funding the agenda. Always.

The Pathocracy is a good name for it. The whole master system and those who keep it going.

Pathocracy—the rule of the ill over the well. The rule of the insane over the sane. The rule of the weak over the strong.


If so, now they’ve made us, most of us, ill, insane, and weak—it’s probably why they call us “profane.” Because we’re becoming them.

Anyway, this is the idol before which humanity gets tortured, crippled, and slashed to pieces.


What fools we are.

I sense something or someone, somewhere, laughing…

“Soon our most secret plans will materialize, and the world will be within our grasp.”

“What’s he talking about?”


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“Dude, that’s from a movie.”

“Sir, that’s ‘will be’ from a movie.”

“Very well.”

“Dschihad ist der Weg für alle Muslime!”

“What did he say?”

“Sir, he said, ‘Jihad is the way for all Muslims!'”

“Can you unplug him please?”

“Sir, of course.”


“Can you cover him up before our guests arrive?”


“Sir. Mr. Yamamoto here to see you…”

“Oh, right. Send him in…and, uh, wait five minutes before sending in the Chief of Staff.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good day.”

“Nice to see you, my old friend!”

“Cut the shit. What do you want?”

“Nice job on Pearl, first of all. Secondly, we’re gonna drop nukes on you.”

“What was that?”

“Just two. Don’t worry. Third, after you surrender, here’s what we want you to do—”

“Surrender. No…”


“America is run by devils…”

“So is Japan. China. Germany. England. Hell—”

“Get to the point!”

“Sir, the Chief of Staff here to see you.”

“Send him in, then go get Doug…”


“Bob. Come in. You know—”

“Yes, we’ve met. Sir, my name’s not—”


“Now, where we were….Oh, right. We were talking about post-war Japan. We want you to build stuff for us. Sit down, Bob.”

“Build what, sir?”

“That’s what I’d like to know…”


“Sir, The General is here.”

“Good…now try to find the Secretary of State.”

“Right away, Sir.”

“Aren’t the Chinese gonna be building our stuff?”

“Not if I have anything to say about it.”

“Will you two shut up for a minute!”


“The Sons of Nippon will be specializing in electronics, computers and such.”

“What’s a computer?”

“Now, let’s not get into such trivial details, gentlemen. Please, have a seat, Doug.”

“I think I’d rather stand—and don’t call me Doug.”

“What’s a nuke?”

“Don’t tell him!”

“Atomic bomb…”

“Don’t tell him!”

“Why not?”


“Send him in!”


“I forgot your name!”

“Mr. President, I’m—”

“I am leaving. Good bye, Gentlemen.”

“About time!”

“Give my regards to Tojo.”

“Alright, Isoroku. Best of luck. Buh-bye now.”

“I am content that I will not live to see this new Japan…”

“Sir, Admiral Yamamoto has left.”

“He was neat. Where’s the Secretary of State?”

“Behind you, Sir.”

“Where’s Yamamoto heah—?”

“He is going to the South Pacific for a while.”


“And we won’t see him again…”

“Nobody told me—”

“Go with him, Doug.”

“On the way to Tokyo…”

“I didn’t say good bye.”

“You’ve got a lot of work to do, Bob. Here’s how I want you to start—”

“I’m Bob, Sir.”

“I’m Bob, too.”

“No, you’re not. Listen…where’s the Chief of Staff?”

“Behind you, Sir.”

“Tell the Secretary of the Navy to go ahead.”

“What’s this about Frank Knox?”


“One time I had a dream that I ordered a coconut, and inside were many furry spiders…”

“Dude, this guy has all kinds of settings!”

“Leave it be.”

“Wait…old Adolf’s got something in his pocket…it’s like a postcard or something.”

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“Ausrotten! Zerstoren!”


“That coconut was the New World Order…”

“Get rid of it—”

“I’ll get rid of it, Sir.”

“Anyway, what are we going to do about China?”

“You mean what is Doug going to do about them…”

“Doug’s not going to have to for a little while…”

“Is it true that they intend to build China up, like the Soviets?”

“Mao and Stalin…Jesus…”


“Leave everything to us. In less than a hundred years, we’ll have it all sorted out.”

“It’s ready, Sir.”

“What’s ready?”

“My washroom. That yellow devil used it, I’m sure…”


“Well, George…”

“Not too good. We’ll have to fight those damned Russians long before then…”

“No, we won’t, George…because they’re getting the Bomb, too.”

“You gotta be joking!”

“Keep your voice down.”

“I need a drink…”

“I think I’ll join you…”

“The President won’t return for several hours…”

“Thank you. Send a car. We’re going to get drunk.”

“You got it.”

“Are they gone?”



“They don’t suspect a thing. The more gradual, the better…”

“In less than a hundred years—”

“Where’d everybody go?”


“I’ll turn him off.”


“What are you doing?”

“Sit still, Sir.”


“Okay, comrade, now turn him back on.”


“Der Sieg ist Tod!”