Monthly Archives: November 2012

Stating the Obvious

Most politicians want to “do something” and that’s why they ran in the first place. Politicians make promises… candidates who promise to do as little as possible only win in Texas.

Doing things costs money. The Government doesn’t create products so they cannot raise money the old fashioned way. They can offer services, but for some reason government services are universally rotten; they only make a profit when they eliminate all competition. So politicians have little to do until they come up with a scheme to get some cash. Beg, borrow, or steal… print, borrow, or tax.

The enterprising politician feels a need to unveil a trophy before the elections. A bridge, a program, a missile…useful things if possible, but most important is something superficially impressive. But you don’t impress folks by spending the same amount as you spent last time. Oh no, we need to make a splash… a bigger splash for each election cycle. Like most young men know, it takes the right car to impress the right girl. And the girl wants the right shoes… it’s just human nature.

Spending money and making promises can get a nation, state, or city into trouble. Ask Detroit or California. When things go poorly you need a scapegoat. Ask any politician running for re-election in this economy. They blame everyone for… wait for it… for not giving them the power to spend even more.

Now we’ve promised bottomless entitlements to an aging population from a shrinking work force. Earlier we promised ever expanding housing prices that lead to a collapse of both the housing market and the banking industry. These problems were caused by our government. Promise and spend, hope and change, compassionate conservatism…. both parties and most of the politicians have done this to us. Some are worse than others, but the real problem is how the voters vote for promises.

It’s not just that there is no free lunch. That one seemingly free lunch you voted for yourself cost us 135,877.92 $$ and that was before we tipped the entire House & Senate. They told you it was someone else’s money, but now you’ve been out of work for a year.

We blame Bush for spending too much money but then we spend even more!

Wake up America… wake up.


Devil in the Details

The Founders rebelled against instances of the Kings’ Positive Law while swearing eternal allegiance to Natural Law. The Founders knew even if the Constitution was changed to allow the Government to violate our unalienable rights including life & liberty, that such a change could never remove the violation, which is why the word unalienable is there.

A Government might levy arbitrary taxes and force us to host his soldiers. It might punish us for exercising our Freedom Of Speech. But even when it is a Government who legally breaks Natural Law, that breaking remains immoral.

A tax levied “per adult head” without exception is probably moral, but a progressive tax applied multiple times to the same income is not! The 16th Amendment allows such immoral taxes to be legal, but it can never make them moral.

Conversely, breaking the Governments’ Positive Law (when not also Natural Law) is risky – but not immoral. When a Government breaks Natural Law the term is tyranny. Resisting tyranny is a moral act, but submitting to or passively witnessing tyranny is either amoral or immoral.

This has been my view of the Founder’s views. The distinction I’ve made here explains to me why a group of mainly well-to-do businessmen risked their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor.

Why does this matter today? While Chief Justice John Roberts had precise technical reasons for allowing ObamaCare to be Constitutional given the unrestricted language of the 16th Amendment, he utterly failed to protect our Natural Rights. The Court was not created to perform dry readings of our Constitution! Indeed, the only “living” aspect of the Constitution is its own “unalienable” obligation to define and defend our Higher Rights and the Higher Law that nearly all Americans used to understand. Judge Roberts went horribly astray because he failed to uphold his most sacred duty: defending our unalienable rights.

A Stairway To Progress

Ivy League Progressive Elites:  

01  They are gifted academically, the best of the best.

02  They develop the pride & arrogance commensurate with their success.

03  Their gifts do not translate into commerce, where they are mocked for their arrogance and ignorance.

04  They reject the private sector & Capitalism as much as it rejects them.

05  To demonstrate their skills they develop unproven ideas, such as Marxism and Nihilism.

06  Their academic skills are well suited to propaganda.

07  Using prestige and propaganda, they are often elected to public office.

08  But their ideas flop in the real world.

09  Their pride prevents them from seeing the how their schemes can never work.

10  So they blame the real world for not sufficiently supporting their schemes.

11  And they try again on a bigger & bigger scale.

12  Leading to Depressions, Wars, Communism, Fascism, Socialism, Banking Failures, etc.

13  Which requires monumental scapegoating and passionate hatred towards those who “ruined” their masterful plans.

14  Until people see through the propaganda.

15  Which forces the Progressives to buy additional supporters, using government power to share the wealth.

16  Which creates disincentives to work and a cycle of economic decline.

17  Which requires more hatred to redirect to political enemies.

18  Until we run out of the money they need to maintain their political support.

19  At which time the economy collapses.

20  Socialism has never worked — stop the music!

**  Track the history of Progressivism and State-ism to the Universities, where bad ideas are born. These Professors are seriously good a propaganda & the ideas will appeal to many, but they are poisonous.

Saul Alinsky: Closet Conservative?

I felt I had to read Saul Alinsky’s Rules For Radicals after hearing about how it became the playbook that President Obama used to advance his career and win the 2008 election. I had earlier heard about how influential it has been with journalists, but as the Health Care bill was passed the mild buzz surrounding the book expanded further. I was not looking forward to what I feared would be a loathsome exposition attacking the values I hold most dear. But, as many say: keep your friends close, but you better know what your enemy is up to.

Yes, Mr. Alinsky is the man who recommended throwing a brick through your own window and blaming your opponents. Yes, he advocates the using the Ends to Justify the Means of very dirty tricks. And yet, by Jiminy, I was amazed to find many strong conservative thoughts & values, long been abandoned by the Progressive Left. From the prologue of the paperback edition, Vintage Books edition, October, 1989:

 Page xvii:

 “Others, sick with guilt and not knowing where to turn or what to do went berserk. These were the Weathermen and their like: they took the grand cop-out, suicide. To these I have nothing to say or give but pity – and in some cases contempt, for such as these leave their dead comrades and take off for Algeria or other points.”

Okay, he has little tolerance for extremists. Good!

Page xxiv:

“The democratic ideal springs from the ideas of liberty, equality, majority rule through free elections, protection of the rights of minorities, and freedom to subscribe to multiple loyalties in matters of religion, economics, and politics rather than to a total loyalty to the state. The spirit of democracy is the idea of importance and worth of the individual, and faith in the kind of world where the individual can achieve as much of his potential as possible.”

Freedom of religion? The worth of the individual over the state? Individuals achieving as much potential as possible? From any other man, today’s press would call this grossly reactive. One can nearly smell the disintegrating paper that holds what’s left of the Constitution.

Page xxv:

“We are not here concerned with people who profess the democratic faith but yearn for the dark security of dependency where they can be spared the burden of decisions. Reluctant to grow up, or incapable of doing so, they want to remain children and be cared for by others. Those who can, should be encouraged to grow; for the others, the fault lies not in the system but in themselves.”

Wait. What? People who will not or cannot take responsibility are not the fault of the system? Mr. Alinsky, would you care for a cup of tea?

There is more after the prologue. On page 12 he salutes the preciousness of human life and commends our Judaeo-Christian values. On page 13 he notes that while laws are made for the common good, they are sadly implemented for the common greed. On page 47 he extols the Bill Of Rights. On page 73 he repeats how much he loathes all forms of dogma. Page 78 he warns not to become a true believer in any cause.

Page 123:

“We learn, when we respect the dignity of the people, that they cannot be denied the elementary right to participate fully in the solutions to their own problems. Self-respect arises only out of people who play an active role in solving their own crises and who are not helpless, passive, puppet-like recipients of private or public services. To give people help, while denying them a significant part in the action, contributes nothing to the development of the individual. In the deepest sense it is not giving but taking — taking their dignity. Denial of the opportunity to participate is the denial of human dignity and democracy. It will not work.”

So… giving to people who do not play a significant part in the action… takes their dignity?

Page 124:

“Even Freedom, as a gift, is deficient in dignity…”

I never, ever dreamed the infamous Saul Alinsky would be the emblem of the Left’s tragically deceased Jiminy Cricket.

The Road to the Dustbin

Left to develop on their own, people will be lazy, dishonest bullies. History shows the groups of people who made so much as a footnote found some way to deal with raw human nature. There are nuances, but all morality is not subjective – every known culture has valued honesty, loyalty, hard work, and bravery. This helps explain why religion plays a prominent role in the origins of every new group: pushing people beyond their impulses requires leverage. Some people do better at “wearing” the higher values than others, but the human condition is such that we remain instinctively “sinful” at heart.

As a culture becomes more successful, its need to imprint those values diminishes. It takes energy to motivate people to rise above their nature. Larger populations can tolerate more loafers & liars. Larger societies who adopt a more pure form of Democracy will encounter a problem: aspiring leaders will pander to the loafers. After all, telling people what they want to hear is a winner. If it feels good, do it. Share the wealth. All values are subjective. And so on.

Those original values are still the key to progress, but an amoral cascade builds as people forget, leading to an avalanche of sloth, crime, and generally nonfunctional behavior. If people don’t need to work, they won’t. Many politicians will disagree. They will distract us with crises, tangents, and scapegoats. But as the fundamental values are marginalized, the quality of life will decrease.

The framers of the US Constitution did not create a Democracy. They wrote at length at history’s judgment of Democratic societies – they all failed. Originally, most States only allowed property owners to vote. The elections were not “direct” but instead diffused through the indirect Republican format. The “tyranny of the majority” was known & feared & documented. The rights of the minority were protected by the Bill of Rights, including the long forgotten 9th and 10th amendments. Those “unalienable rights” that justified the revolution were to be protected from the majority.

For 100 years schools have taught the USA is a Democracy, where every person has the innate right to vote. The motive behind this distortion: to break down the protections of a certain minority: property owners. The goal: win elections by sharing the wealth. The effect: rapidly decreasing productivity & unsustainable debts and consumer prices, leading to a lower standard of living.

We approach the fiscal cliff… as politicians still say we can ignore the values that built our nation. Food stamps, bottomless unemployment and welfare might sound kind, but if people do not have to work, they won’t. Wake up America.

The Stump Speech – Rino Watch

The government has three ways to fund things, each causes unemployment. Money left in the private sector continually rewards the best products and services, encouraging the changes people want. Removing wealth slows down growth. Because government spending is fickle, it causes housing, banking, & employment bubbles, causing recessions. The government is never as fair or efficient as We-the-People. The government funds things by taxing, borrowing, and printing. Each lowers our standard of living, hitting the poor the hardest. The way out for the unemployed poor is to re-limit government. Then “the economy” will find a way to use everyone. That is the beauty of unfettered capitalism, it “wants” to make everyone productive.

The Statists now running the Democratic party and most of the Media as well, they love government, and they want us all to be dependent on the State. Food stamps are the ultimate gun control. But Reagan knew the more government you have, the more you need, and the worse things get. Every crises leads to more government, and more government leads to another crises.

Power corrupts in proportion to the strength of the power. A strong central government is the most dangerous thing on the planet. Groups have much lower thresholds for ethical restraint than do individuals, and the larger the group the smaller the conscience. A government is a corporation who is a monopoly with a license to use force in the form of fines, police, and jails.

A government will always sell itself to corporations, which is why relying of government to be a watchdog is far, far worse than just naivety. The government gives cover to the corruption, and helps them squash competition. Too big to fail… asking a government to watch corporations will lead to a fascist state. “We need a strong government to protect us from monopolies” said no person with an ounce of foresight, ever. But if you tie down the government with Natural Law, then they cannot encroach so much.

Progressive taxes fund our foreign wars. Without those taxes, we come home. When we give the government a power to do something we like, we get something we hate. Like Vietnam. Progressive taxes have funded the war-on-poverty, but the results have fallen short of the dream. Adding money to a problem often makes the problem worse. That is how money works, it fertilizes, regardless of the intentions.

I want to bring our troops home, but I know it cannot happen in 5 years. We have dug a hole & we cannot just snap our fingers and walk away. And we have to pay for a safety net for the current seniors. It was implemented as a wicked ponzi scheme. A nice idea, but done so poorly the collapse was inevitable.

It will take time, but let’s trim the Federal powers and transfer them to the States. Let’s get back to a gold & silver standard – no more games with the money. We need to balance the budget before jobs return, and THEN the income from employed people paying taxes will come back. We cannot spend our way out of debt, that really is as dumb as it sounds. That is the quality of thought we get from our government & the evening news.

This is simple stuff, jobs, budgets, recessions, and all of it. The reason you have not heard this is a lot of powerful people don’t want you to know. They use all the money to buy votes and influence. But you already know Washington is corrupt. Please help me fix it by cutting it down to size.

Malcolm’s Education

September 9th

Malcolm’s heart raced. In the pocket of his suit’s jacket was official notification that he’d just passed the State of New York’s bar exam. At the reading of his father’s will five years ago he’d been instructed to pass the bar and bring official notification back with the will’s executor, Ryan Owens.

Malcolm’s father, Dexter, had used that same will to place controlling interest of the Fortune 100 company Santiago & Douglas with a unique board “for an extended period” of unspecified length.

Malcolm was immediately recognized by the receptionist who smiled & said “Mr. Owens is expecting you.”



The shook hands, heartily. Malcolm had spent more time with Ryan as a youth than he had with his father.

My friends at the board called me this morning. Well done!” said Ryan.

Well, I think most Harvard Law grads do pretty well on the exam, but I’ll admit I’ve been looking forward to this day for these many years.” Said Malcolm, as he handed the letter to Ryan.

Ryan pointed to a book and said “I have a letter from your father, please sign to show you’ve received it.”

Malcolm noticed Mrs. Adams had come in, presumably summoned to witness the event. As he signed Malcolm said “Dad always was so very formal.”

The letter was presumably inside the large manilla envelope that bore his fathers wax seal. Malcolm paused for a couple seconds, noting the formality certainly did add to the sense of significance. He broke the seal and removed the letter from within.

Mrs. Adams also signed as a witness and said “good Luck Malcolm” as she left the room.

Malcolm opened the letter. It was one page. All it said was:

You’ve learned nothing; your real education begins today. Dexter Santiago”

CHAPTER TWO: September 9th, continued

What the hell?” asked Malcolm, who then read the sentence to Ryan.

Shocking, I know. I received another item for you this morning from Madison along with the letter. I’m in the dark, your father knew how close we’ve always been. I have instructions to give you, along with the folder.” said Ryan as he handed the folder to Malcolm.

Go ahead, then.” said Malcolm.

You are to spend three months looking into the questions in that folder, and then visit a man named Franklin at the address so listed.

Malcolm opened the folder. He read the first question out loud: “Explain the causes of inflation and the affect on corporations and stock holders.”

Dad knew I was double-majoring in Law & Business at Harvard. This is more strange than insulting. Well, both actually. I could have answered this at his funeral.” said Malcolm.

This is where my instructions come in. Your father & I shared a different world view. This part is better said than read. You see, what you’ve been taught are mainly lies. You will need to do your own research. Reading the works of other Ivy League experts won’t do.” said Ryan.

Then why have I wasted six years at Harvard, per my father’s wishes?” asked Malcolm.

The entire Western world subscribes to the myths taught at Harvard. Your initial perceptions must be steeped in an intimate knowledge of how others will react. Competitors, customers, share holders… they all think like you have been trained to think. But while this conditions them to act in ways that give power to others, we want you to be one of the others.” Answered Ryan.

You aren’t about to welcome me into the Illuminati, are you?” joked Malcolm.

No, nothing like that. Instead there are those with enough wealth and power and knowledge to take advantage of how the world really works. You father intends for you to have the full package. And there is no grand conspiracy of any kind… just people with the vision & opportunity to thrive” said Ryan.

So then, inflation. And everything I know about inflation is wrong?” asked Malcolm.

It’s been a mix of facts and distortions, presented to have people trust the governments and international banks. Your job is to find what’s been hidden & to reorganize all the facts into a different model than the “these guys sure are nice to be looking out for us little people.”

Okay, when you say it like that, I already feel pretty foolish for having been a subscriber.” said Malcolm.

Don’t feel too bad, the power of having nearly everyone supporting even an obvious lie is powerful. On the other hand, you need to expect these deceptions and challenge them, challenge everything you think you know.” said Ryan.

Malcolm sat, lost in thought.

Well then,” said Ryan, “You have your folder and your date. Don’t bother with information from inside the game until you learn how to peal away the distortions. Three months should be enough, but you have a lot to learn, and to unlearn. Good luck Malcolm, I’m sure you won’t underestimate the importance of digging into all this.

CHAPTER 3 – January 14th

Malcolm drove to the address in upstate New York, and found an old Colonial mansion with smoke flowing from a central chimney. He was quickly shown to the library, and announced to Franklin.

Franklin stood from his high backed chair near the fireplace that was down to the left of a rather long room. An elderly man, with the round spectacles one might expect to see on a librarian, and with a well-worn red sweater. Malcolm was not sure if he smelled pipe tobacco, or if he just imagined the scent to complete the cliché.

Thank you Emily. Malcolm, come in, let’s have a look at you,” said Franklin with a rustic charm.

Malcolm smiled and walked directly to Franklin and offered his hand. Franklin had a soft grip, but not mushy. He added his left hand on top of Malcolm’s right and a warm smile. “Please sit,” said Franklin, indicating the matching chair on the left. Franklin poured a cup of tea without asking, and added a log to the fire.

Malcolm nodded, and sat down. He took the cup & saucer, and a sip. “Thank you,” he said.

So Malcolm, I want you to tell me a story. Tell me how you went about your research. By the way, I knew your father quite well. I can see his features in you. I hear you are also a serious and intelligent man, just like Dexter. So I have high hopes for your research. You were no doubt taken aback at the way the assignment was delivered. That was not an accident, of course. You’ll need to be able to handle shocks and disappointments and challenges on a regular basis. Hmm, where was I? Oh yes, outline for me how you went about your research.” said Franklin.

Malcolm nodded, and took a sip of tea as he organized his thoughts.

I went straight to the Harvard Library, a safe place of no small comfort to me. I decided to start with a map, actually a web of connections of the main voices elucidating the official positions. I didn’t study them other than to note their interconnectedness, so that when I began my serious research I’d be able to quickly spot the things I wasn’t interested in, the orthodox perspective,” said Malcolm.

Indirect, but quite logical. Getting your bearings in a safe and familiar place, a place where you’ve had success – quite sound,” said Franklin.

From there I searched for the unorthodox. There were many books, many brimming with claims of conspiracies and even alien races. I saw how the orthodox authors would dismiss the entire collection based on the faults of a few examples. I recalled how the best way to lie is to use the truth deceptively. Those truly fringe items are so useful as caricatures, I now wonder how many of the flawed books were either created or propped up by the orthodox to discredit the others. But I didn’t have time to investigate that,” said Malcolm.

He continued: “However, I was aware of such devices, and so I collected the assertions of fact and ignored the rhetoric. Verifying assorted claims took considerable time. I cannot imagine how long it would have taken without the Internet. It took me about a month to develop a working theory.”

Franklin: “I can see you’ve completed the most difficult step: rejecting the premise. To rationally consider how your entire model for the world has been a deception, well, few can do that. You’ve had the epiphany, well done.”

Malcolm: “Hmm, well, skepticism was always part of my education – even before grade school. I cannot remember ever believing people with power were looking out for me. Nor were my emotions ever tied to a brand of politics. I was not taught to love or hate any group of men – not churches, not nations, not ideologies, and certainly not political parties. People always serve their own interests, and those who claim otherwise are the most suspect.”

He continued: “To address the first question regarding inflation: the answer I’d have given three months ago is woefully inadequate. It’s true that prices rise when demand outpaces supply, but that is not a key factor in the Western economy, and certainly not in the USA. That is just another deception-by-truth. The germane factor is the increase in the money supply itself, the dilution of the dollar. In the 100 years since 1910 the dollar had lost more than 90% of its purchasing power. But my use of the word “lost” belies the harshness or what’s happened. Everyone who holds or receives dollars has been robbed.“

Franklin: “Such a ridiculous claim, Malcolm. How could such a massive theft go unnoticed? Do you realize how crazy you sound?”

Malcolm smiled. “Of course I realize how the optics play out. The scale and sheer brazenness of the crime are literally stunning to the mind. And it would be nearly impossible to steal 90% of anything without the loss being noticed. But only “nearly” because in this case the theft is drawn out over decades, and perpetual – meaning there is no single moment where the victims find their safe is suddenly empty. The scale is possible because of the general increase in wealth created by technology over those 100 years. All of us living in the US are living better just because of technologies such as air conditioning, vaccines, and a plethora of entertainment gadgets.”

Franklin: “And so why protest?”

Malcolm: “In a nutshell: A person who’s saved dollars and who earns dollars has not agreed to have those dollars weakened by an arrangement of convenience between their government and the Western banking cartel.”

Franklin: “So there it is, said as succinctly as I’ve ever heard. Were you surprised?”

Malcolm: “I was not surprised by the thievery, but by the audacity and by the degree of success in obscuring the details. I am no fool, nor enslaved by dogma. I’ve been well-educated, and I read and study independent of any proscribed curriculum. And yet, the biggest crime in history was committed in plain sight, and I didn’t even realize a crime had been committed.”

Franklin: “Indeed. And I see you’ve connected the dots, just as we’d hoped you would. Let’s now set aside the conclusions and review the details. Please lay out for me a time-line of how this was accomplished, and by whom.

Malcolm: “Yes, well….”

CHAPTER 04 – January 14thcontinued


In 1910 there was a meeting of seven men that led to the creation of the Federal Reserve System. I call it a secret meeting because that’s how they described it in interviews years later. Six were large bankers, and the seventh was the ranking Senator of the Banking Committee. The public then was much concerned about the New York banks having far too much power. These men met to create something to pacify those concerns, while protecting their power.”

The resulting law was a lie on multiple levels. In public, the group opposed their own scheme, fooling the public. The word “Federal” was a sham because the 12 regions were mere shills, they had no power over the central organization. There were no “Reserves” at all. The “System” empowered this group of bankers, with the governments blessing, to create new dollars and thus diminish the value of all other dollars. Note the bankers went into the meeting as competitors, but left as a Banking Cartel: they worked together to set prices and maximize profits. Their creation was much like a monopoly.”

The Government gave them this right so that the Government would be allowed to spend the new dollars. These dollars passed through the FRS and allowed the participant banks to loan nine times the amount created because the new dollars, while based on nothing but “the full faith and credit of the US government,” became paper assets for the banks – even while on loan. Thus the bank could charge nine times the interest one would expect if only the original number of fictional dollars were considered.”

100 years later we can see how the New York banks were successful in retaining their dominance. They have been “too big too fail” for many decades. They have no risk on their loans, as all losses will be covered by future “monitization” if needed. While it makes perfect sense to charge interest on real wealth, they make interest on nothing, nothing but faith.”

Franklin: “I see. But all this is public knowledge. True, you won’t find the details in the public eye, but they are available to anyone who wants to do a bit of research. So how do they keep these truths in the dim light?”


They’ve used this money to control the public education system, lower schools, prep schools, and universities. Over the decades, they place their people, people of high ambition and often dubious morals, in leadership positions. Where their views thrive, money flows in. Where other views are held, those places are frozen out. They similarly control most media: the papers, networks, publishing, and even the arts. Those who follow the Cartel’s Narrative enjoy the fruits of the wealth, others are ignored.”

And the Government has benefited from the money and the Narrative. People now look to the Government for solutions, for a safety net, to control corporations, and even – ironically, to watch the Banks. The Government, the Banks, the Media, and the Universities – it’s hard to tell them apart. Some call it “the main stream” and others “the brotherhood” but none of this requires a conspiracy. Mere self-interest serves to entrench and promote the system that keeps the money flowing.”

People who stumble onto these details are mocked. Many appear to be legitimately unbalanced, although I wonder if some counter-narrative items were deliberately placed so as to discredit the others. But look, even as I think like this, I’m starting to sound deranged. Conspiracy, the hallmark we’ve been trained to reject without even considering the details. And most theories are incredible. How… convenient for the Banking Cartel and their many friends. But again, it’s not really a conspiracy, it is people with mutual interests hiring friends with the same interests.”

Franklin: “Your analysis is sound. There is no need for a leadership council who might be reasoned with or overthrown.”

Malcolm: “That is what I’m thinking now, there is no ‘head of the snake’ that could be severed & thus allow society to be rid of these parasites. Even so, I’m not inclined to merely go along with the system, and to profit by understanding the reality behind the charade. This is wrong. These power brokers are sucking the life from the population, and something must be done.”

Franklin: “I will give you the same advice I gave your father, tread carefully. These forces are not to be trifled with.”

Malcolm paused. His eye narrowed: “What are you saying?”

Franklin: “Your father said all these things to me, and more, years before he was assassinated.”

Malcolm: “My father was assassinated by a racist who hated a Hispanic having so much wealth.”

Franklin: “I know your father was killed by a racist, but racism is not why he was killed.”

Malcolm sat for a minute. He poured himself more tea, and leaned back. “I see. I think its time for you to talk now.”

Franklin: “Not yet. I’m sorry, but that won’t be my role. But I can tell you where you’ll go next.”

CHAPTER 5 – February 17th

A month later Malcolm drove to the address in the outskirts of Boston. The questions in the folder had been vague, but Malcolm was confident he understood. He pulled up to the old home, a modest colonial, well maintained. It was a small two-story with a detached garage. Malcolm knocked and waited. Soon the door opened, and a short, thin black women tilted her head and offered, perhaps, a feint smile and said “Hello Malcolm.”

 “Aunt Aaliyah” Malcolm said with surprise and enthusiasm. He’d not seen his mother’s younger sister since before his father’s funeral.

 With this her smile grew a bit, as she asked Malcolm to come in. “Put your coat on the hall-tree” she said as she turned on the stereo with something from a jazz club, led by Miles Davis.

 Malcolm considered the smallish room, an easy chair and a small couch, separated by a coffee table. There were heavy cloth curtains drawn over every window. Where one would expect a TV was instead a large aquarium with dozens of colorful fish. Against every likely wall were bookcases. Malcolm said “I’ve often wondered what happened to to observe and interact with you. We won’t finish this today, well, not unless you’ve become just another self-serving and shallow pretense of a person. Have a seat and let’s discuss your assignment.”

 Taken aback, Malcolm gave a small nod, and sat in the rather stiff chair. “Shall we start with the first question: Who are these people, these elites who control our media, arts, banks, and government?”

 Aaliyah: “Yes, go ahead.”

 Malcolm: “Elite graduates from elite universities. Talented, driven to pass their peers, they often have the same issues seen in star athletes. The rules for high performers are often suspended, with acclaim comes pride, the lack of failure breeds arrogance”

 Malcolm paused to see if he was connecting, and Aaliyah nodded. The whites of her eyes looked huge in the dim light from the old lamp, surrounded by the very dark skin common in children of native Kenyans.

 Malcolm: “For these academic stars, they believe their gifts also grant them the ability to run things. An athlete’s gifts are physical, so they expe you. I checked the address on the internet, but there was almost nothing available.”

 Aaliyah said: “Well no, I’ve kept a low profile these many years. Here, sit close” she said in a hushed voice, and nodded to the easy chair.

 Malcolm sat down.

Aaliyah: “But you are not here so we can catch up. I can see you’ve grown, of course, but not HOW you’ve grown. You grew up with all the advantages money can buy, but that can stunt personal growth. Have you learned to bounce back or muddle though the tough times? Are you a person of character and discipline? But words cannot answer these questions directly, so instead I’ll have ct special treatment, to be served, but not to be in charge. But the whiz-kids go further. They have ideas to make the world a better place. This leads to problems, though, because businesses and industries are not much like the University. Universities run by”consensus” but the real world by measurable results. If some great idea fails to help reduce the costs of manufacturing, then the idea was not great. The capitalistic world cares only for better products at lower prices. A million consumers shopping for bread or cell phones care not one whit about philosophy.” Malcolm paused.

Malcolm: “And so the business world scoffs at these Elites with their confidence and credentials. And in return these Elites reject capitalism & profits, meaning newer, better, and cheaper things that improve the lives of common men. This mutual scoffing and rejection embitters the Elites. Some realize that academics belong in a separate sphere, and are thus content. But for many, their egos cannot accept the reality that these dim-witted business people, the type folks who never posed a challenge or even triggered a thought while they mixed in schools — how could those people be better at any intellectual pursuit?

Malcolm: “And so, many of these ego-driven stars turn to a related pursuit: politics. Where their academic gifts were useless in business, well, they are perfect for creating propaganda. Their credentials meant little to profits and quality, but they impress the voters. Building castles of philosophies and schemes while crafting appealing messages — these Elites have world-class talents here. They are the best-of-the-best at, well, to be blunt, at “talking crap.” And when their plans fail… their talents are still useful in shifting the blame. To whom? Onto the business people. Onto capitalists. They say their plan would have worked if only they’d had more money. So they raises taxes, and print and borrow money… blaming continuing failures on the rich who will not fund these plans… grand Utopian schemes that have never worked.

Aaliyah: “Why aren’t there also Elites who advocate for limited government?”

Malcolm: “There are a few, but these Central Planners, arrogant, uncaring… they are fueled and by an immense stream government spending that came mainly from printing money. It started about 100 years ago; the 2012 dollar has the buying power of worth about four cents as compared to the 1912 dollar. The other 96 cents have been diluted by decades of created-currency. That 96 percent, along with the trillions in debt, have paid the way to promote their odd philosophies, becoming the things taught in schools & printed in the press. All this is just a kind of sport for these Elites. They buy political support because they can. If an Elites wants money, position, fame, or prestige, all the paths to these successes lead to Government spending and the ever expanding power of the Government.

Malcolm leaned forward, looking intently at Aaliyah’s expression. He was confident he’d connected with her, had said what she’d needed to hear. He continued. “How is she?”

Aaliyah paused, but didn’t blink: “I don’t talk about your mother.”

Malcolm held her gaze.

Aaliyah continued: “I’ve not heard that she’s died.”

Malcolm: “That’s something, I suppose.”

Aaliyah: “You cannot help her, none of us can.”

Malcolm: “I know so little.”

Aaliyah: “Trust me.”

Malcolm: “The way you trust me?”

Aaliyah: I have no choice. Speaking of which, you cannot come here again. You’ve done well enough today, as good as you could have – but I don’t know you. And you cannot come here again. They watch me, and they are certainly watching you. This one visit, after graduating & passing the bar, that will be noted but it won’t, on its own, raise any alarms. But we cannot meet again for a long time. No phone calls, and no email. Instead, I have a friend I want you to meet. A kid, he’s 17. Home-schooled, he graduated from high school two years ago and has earned countless online college credits. He is up to speed on the hidden truths of politics.”

Malcolm: “I knew many home-schoolers at Harvard. Whoolers, we called them. A tough crowd, they didn’t care what anyone thought of them. Not their peers, not their professors…. they didn’t really have a chip on their shoulder… they were just…. confident.”

Aaliyah passed Malcolm a folder slip of paper. Malcolm opened and read “Jason. Coffee house, Great Rd, NW of Main, Acton. March 23rd, Noon.”

Aaliyah: “I want you to explain the mechanics of their propaganda. How they do it, why it works. The history of Political Correctness and their Narrative. You must understand it before you can be truly safe from it. Before you can effectively counter it, and replace it with the truth.”

Malcolm opened his mouth to speak, but Aaliyah put her finger on his lips. “Enough,” she said: “It’s time for you to go now.” She opened her eyes wide, for emphasis.

Malcolm nodded slightly and rose. “It was good to see you.”

Aaliyah smiled thinly: “And you. It may be a while, but I will contact you, in one way or another.”

They hugged, briefly but warmly, and Malcolm walked out the door.

Chapter 6 – March 23rd

To be continued…