Thursday, October 23, 2014

Gough Died in `75


What a strange thing, Gough has died again. 
Whitlam was a mammoth of Australian politics, for those who don`t know. For what he did for the people, for all, regardless of race, sex, age or status. Trouble was, Gough wouldn´t toe the line with his banking masters, the Crown Corporation. So the word trickled down, from the masters at The Crown, and around, and across the pond, and it was decided- something must be done! 
( What ??)
I thought this was a democracy! 
I thought we people chose our ¨leaders¨when we go down to the primary school every four years for a sausage sambo and put that little bit of ourselves in that ballot box.

The CIA? The Guv´ner General? Where do these orders come from for our democratically elected Prime Minister to stand down? 

God Itself??

Gough never really publicly asked, never said. Just rebuked the Governor General and slipped on to live a loving family life for another forty odd years. Enjoying the things those other trouble makers, MLK, JFK, RFK, Harold Holt*, and Allende, amongst countless others, never got to enjoy in this world.

(* I include Harold Holt in this list of murdered politicians, as one must ask what kind of sick fucks would name a swimming pool as a suitable memorial for a man who supposedly drowned?)

What other choice did Gough have, other than to go quietly?

As Bill Hicks would say, I`m sure he`s seen the Zapruder film.`

But for this, I feel let down by Gough and the people of Australia who have carried on voting, and pretending their vote counts, and pretending democracy is real, when it is not.

Gough probably always lived in hope that we might all one day wake up to not just what happened to him, but really, to all of us. To these great truths that we are slaves being harvested on the fascist plantation corpornation called Australia, in the super conglomerate of corpornations polluting, squndering and dividing planet earth.

That we have no choice. They slap us left then they slap us right and we all go straight down the middle. The act of voting is merely to placate the majority of simple minded followers who seem happily and safely entrenched in group think.

I´d assume someone wouldn`t make it to the position of Prime Minister without knowing this was the truth of the situational farce. I know someone couldn`t be sacked or dismissed like Whitlam was without feeling the full proof and evidence that this is how things are.

I wonder if Whitlam wondered if he could have done more to educate and extricate Australia from the grasp of the internationalists. We all know any attempt would have been futile.

Only each and every one of us can extricate ourselves from doing business from those who ultimately oppress us.
Hundreds of decisions we make every day we make choices that align us with our rulers/owners/controllers/masters/killers, or we can choose to spend our money and time and resources on our fellow beings and community.

We can choose to be a cog in this ever more repressive cystem, for the illusions of grander personal security and comfort, ever while the screws are tightening.... or we can choose to govern ourselves and learn to function as independently as possible until we have strengthened ourselves and forged and gathered a community of like minded independents.

When I say Gough died in ´75 I mean the part of him that thought he had the power to change the system from within.

I suppose if Gough became an anarchist at that time he may have helped others see the light, as he had so much goodwill internationally. 
Perhaps, soberly he recognised that if he wanted to live, he should not  wave the red flag at the bull.
Perhaps he hoped secretly that the deep love for him in Australia would be enough fuel for people to use their own nouses to sniff out what was and still is happening on planet earth by the banking cartels owning almost every government by the ¨federal¨reserve¨  banks¨. 

Of course Whitlam blamed the Governor General. 
Well. Who would challenge the old bird?
Who would challenge the CIA just twelve years after JFK and those freemasonic dealings in Dallas?

Gough´s silence spoke volumes to me.
Similar to Neil Armstrong´s silence.
Bible sized tomes I eyelashed to find the words to fill that silence, until one day, I could comprehend.

When John Pilger, one of the great true living journalists became ´persona non grata´ in the 80`s for releasing snippets of truth about the dismissal in his book Á Secret Country´ (highly recommended if you are still voting and paying taxes), I suppose it caused a ripple amongst tipples at lefty dinner parties. You would have been cool if you had the book, however, very few peops were heard.

All sorts of political figures from left to right, green and even ánarchist groups´have continued with the pantomime of politics for nearly forty years and not one of them has suggested STEP OUT. STOP PAYING.

STOP ACCEPTING THEIR BOGUS AUTHORITY. Return to Sender their boring offers to contract. Stick chewing gum in parking metres. 
Believe it or not they do not really own you. Despite their fancy footwork, and paperwork, and professional  graphix.

You are not dependent on them. If you feel you are you must first free your mind and then the rest will follow. 

I hear myself say I can not pay. I can no longer pay them. I do not pay. I will no longer pay them. The western governments are the terrorists and I no longer pay them, or bow to their stolen authority. 

Rest up well, dear Gough. You reminded us we were human.. .

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