Notice how there is a group of people coming out to protect this war. They never mentioned it before. But now this war, that few people knew about, is so important. Its the vast military complex that makes more money off the government during war time than all three of our car makers put together. The whining you hear from Mr. Boots and others both democrat and republican, is simply the PR firms and lobbyists of the weapons makers, screaming that their business is being cut back. And for what? A wall that Trump voters were promised. What! How dare Trump stop feeding weapons to the middle east war tribes and spend our tax dollars on a wall that the American people actually want.
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I’ll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand over your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead
Bob Dylan, Spring 1963
> “simply the PR firms and lobbyists of the weapons makers”
Not quite but close.
The DC racket operates this way:
1. Contribute to political and legislators and candidates for legislation that earmarks funds for specific purposes.
2. Targeted legislators introduce, amend, or renew budgetary items for the mega donor.
3. Contribute again to the legislators that do the bidding of the mega donor.
Rinse and Repeat.
It’s bribery, pure and simple.
Groups and groups of press and think tank individuals receive grants and honoraria to promote policies that perpetuate the above racket. It’s a cottage industry for them, a comfortable one.
Planned Parenthood works in the exact same way.
Hundreds of other ‘causes’ and policies work in the exact same way.
It’s the business model of DC and it generates enormous cashflow.
Trump is interrupting their food chain.
The thing to ask them is why should Americans whose military have some of the most awful weapons known in history, weapons capable of being guided from Space to a target anywhere on the globe, why should their sons and daughters be caught up in a tribal conflict that has gone on for centuries?
The answer is the DC cashflow described above depends on having a physical American human presence on foreign soil to keep local paramilitary and regime elements on the payroll and to keep legislators on the payroll as well.
People like Max Boot need things to continue just as they always have in order to pay their bills and maintain their position. They can’t survive outside the DC Ecosystem they found a niche in. Senior federal employees are no different.