Wednesday, November 18, 2020

AMERIKA 2020: THE GREAT PSYOP CRISIS 2020: BEZMENOV WARNING RE-EXAMINED



 

Just re-read Bezmenov's Love Letter to America. Chillingly, published in 1984, (we're talking "Orwellian" stuff here) under a pseudonym. Please download and read it carefully.  Here is the link:
https://www.scribd.com/document/188262230/Love-Letter-to-America-by-Yuri-Bezmenov

QUOTE "We rarely use guns to kill people and take their country. The cleanest way is to blackmail, pervert, bribe, lie and intimidate the POLITICIANS and the MEDIA (caps are original), and they will destabilize and disunify their own country for us. Then all we have to do is arm the pro-communist or simply criminal factions and we have a coup and another "liberated" country. As neat as that."

Yuri Bezmenov, 1984.

Sunday, November 15, 2020

AT THE PRECIPICE: BEZMENOV'S WARNING TO AMERICA (1984)


Sun Tzu: Highest art of warfare is to win without fighting....

If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle. Sun Tzu (544 BC-496BC), Chinese Military Strategist



 

Thursday, November 12, 2020

IF by Rudyard Kipling






 IF

By Rudyard Kipling
(1865-1936)


If you can keep your head when all about you
 Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
  And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
  And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
  And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son.

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

A MAN IS HE WHO IS RESOLUTE.....Khushal Khan Khattak

 A Man is He Who is Resolute

By Khushal Khan Khattak
(1613-1689)


A man is he who is resolute
And who will share his blessings,
Who's gentle with his fellow men.

In all he does in life;
His face, his face-- his word, his word.
His promise always kept.

Who never lies, never deceives,
Never succumbs to greed;
Whose words are few, many his deeds,
All silently performed.

Who's like a rosebud, smiling mouthed,
His breast open to see;
When there is talk of lowliness
Or else stateliness.

Who's like the heavens in his grandeur,
Or humble as the dust.

In dignity like to the cypress,
But in bounteousness
Like to the vine, its branches laden,
Spread in all directions.

His face bright as a new blown rose
That makes the garden fair,
While all around the nightingales
Pour out their joyous song.