WRECKAGE

The lesson to be learned here (albeit too late, I fear) is that if you endeavor to wreck one party, you end up wrecking them both. If you wreck one presidency, you wreck each succeeding one as well. You wreck one country and all others will suffer. Only the wreckers remain unscathed for they are already wrecked – the inanimate tools of a dying hand.

Who would have dreamed that by wrecking Clinton’s (albeit self-inflicted) star-crossed terms in office and then wrecking Bush (in order to salvage Clinton’s wrecked legacy), the following election would bring about the cancer that leaves our nation hanging by a thread? Now all those who have been cheering on the sidelines (on either side), fighting ignobly for the America's scraps, rending her glorious garment and dividing it among the mindlessly greedy, suddenly find themselves drifting aimlessly along with all others on a swollen sea without sail or rudder. None of the swatches of past glory are sufficient to fashion into a sail to catch the breeze and limp back into port. And only the wreckers rejoice and celebrate the headlines.

It cannot be overstated that Communism relies first and foremost on the ‘revolution’ which seeks the wreckage of any and all the belief systems to which we – especially in the West – have become accustomed. Obama’s oft stated resolve to remake America can only be interpreted as an invitation to plunge our nation into the abyss. To imagine a re-building without taking the devastation that must precede it into account is utter folly. In the larger scheme of things, Obama is not the man who will be charged with re-building. He is neither interested nor capable of such. The self-proclaimed re-builders still stand in the shadows, their agendas still hidden and kept close to the vest. No one yet knows what they truly have in mind but the suspicion that it will not be good for us is mounting.

Unknown yet is if our fear is of the chaos or of the demon that will emerge from it. I suspect it’s the former. We’re at the point where we see the tsunami sucking the water away from the shore. The dogs and the simple-minded are heading for the hills, for they sense danger in their entrails; whereas the curious leave the shoreline and venture out to see where the water might have gone. They will be crushed in the uncompromising violence of its eventual return.

Upon Ivan's death, his ravaged kingdom was left to his unfit (retarded) and childless son Feodor. This then would initiate Russia’s ‘Time of Troubles’.