With America spearheading what is being considered the world's worst financial decline in modern history, many of us have lost or are in the process of losing everything and many are struggling to stay afloat. As a nation, it's forced us to do some deep soul searching and because of the devastating impact to our financial future, we've had to reassess our priorities and take a much closer look into what our government is doing. Due to the damning details we've discovered that those who were chosen to represent us were actually misrepresenting us and that instead of leading us down a path to prosperity they were in fact leading us down a path to certain destruction. We've also come to realize that because of the scope and the magnitude of this crime that there are some tough questions that have to be asked and that these questions must be answered, that they are legitimate and that the contempt that we have for the individuals who are responsible for this mess is real and that it has been completely justified. In light of recent events we have begun to question every facet of our political system, every office of government and the very validity of so called lawful or federal institutions, i.e., the central bank of America or what is commonly known as the "Federal Reserve". The existing power structure or status quo is being questioned and confronted around the world, resulting in wide spread revolt and huge displays of public dissatisfaction.
Presently, in regard to the financial impact, with most countries accepting US currency as the official "gold standard", it is of no surprise that most of us find ourselves outside of the boat drowning together. It seems that we are now in the midst of a "Financial Titanic." The two events, all though dissimilar from an historical standpoint, are very similar in nature. The rich and powerful and the privileged elite are doing just as their predecessors did aboard the Titanic. In saying that, I mean that when the Titanic went down, the aristocrats boarded boats first and trampled over the poor just as they are now in this time of crisis. And to make matters even worse, this time they're getting assistance from the government, showing once again man's calloused nature for those that have not. It is because of this financial assault and numerous others that have been dealt upon the poor and middle class that I have grown cemented in my belief that in a capitalistic society of greed and misrepresentation, the politically dispossessed will always be in the back of the bus no matter the color of their skin.
So at this point, when all hell has broken loose around the world the political landscape has been set ablaze, what will it take for the people to be heard? In a time when a revolution is up for grabs, who is ready to be "The One" or the chosen few? In a time when the iron curtains around the world are being forcefully opened and the skirts of the corrupt are being lifted exposing their shame. In a time when the entire world seems to be on the brink of implosion, how will the decisions that we are making today to counter this implosion impact future generations? What will things be like for them is what we should be asking ourselves as we watch tomorrow's children play. Is this what we want to leave them in our absence, the debt of shame, the debt of guilt, the debt of political despair and complacency and the inexcusable existence of a governmental leviathan sucking the very life out of its citizenry? This is what we must ask ourselves and after we have come to the inevitable conclusion that it is intolerable, we must have a call to action.
The man and the woman in the mirror, they are willing. Listen to their voices for they are calling. The future is calling. Will you answer? This message will self destruct in 5, 4,3,2,1.......... Ignition
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