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Written in response to Judy Hyland's article in the World Socialist: "Britain's Jack Straw Warns Europe Not to Anger the US"

 

Your article suggesting that Tony Blair parallels Neville Chamberlain and the United States parallels Nazi Germany is based on an a trivial comprehension.  Afterall, how many wars had Czechoslovakia started in the 15 years preceding 1939?  Had Czechoslovakia used chemical weapons on Poland; and on its own people when they attempted to overthrow their government?  Was Nazi Germany a democracy with established democratic principles dating more than 200 years?

     The illusion of America as a monster grew out of the 1960's and is still perpetuated by the left wing of the West, a faction which tends to see itself as the middle ground and America as the extreme.  In fact, America is the middle-ground.   The middle-ground contains both right and left (that is, the middle ground is a democracy) -- it balances the world by being both extremes in a mystical union, and by defeating the two extremes in conflict in succession.  The middle principle (the democracy) first defeats fascism and then defeats communism and then must again defeat fascism.  That is how it keeps the world balanced -- and how it keeps creating the world in new updated forms.  The creative gods in mythology are androgynous -- that is, they are whole, they contain both natures, dark and light, right and left, male and female.  And they create worlds in their own image.  They are the Ideal Family, the one which does not allow divorce, allowing both sides of the family to rule at different times, sharing power.  This is the definition of life.  A country dies when it loses this balance.  It descends into hell.

     America is a monster only if you are one of the extremes (and not a true democracy).  The left wing in the West is not a true democracy.  It is totalitarian at heart, believing it knows the truth and has no need of its opposite half.  It is the Motherland seeking to divorce itself from the

Fatherland.  But democracy is both the Motherland and the Fatherland in a marriage of both political viewpoints  Only democracy supports the family with both the father and the mother.  Fascism allows only the Fatherland; Communism allows only the Motherland.  Each is a divided house trying to kill out its shadow, which it has come to view as evil.  A divided house, committing suicide.

     Are you really comparing Czechoslovakia in 1939 to Iraq in 2002?  Have you read nothing of the terror perpetrated by Saddam Hussein?  If you have not, I would encourage you to give up your ideology and submit yourself to the death of your image of yourself as saint and soul and spirit -- and submit yourself to rebirth.  Your cynicism is a kind of death you know.  YouR self-hatred (your hared of the west and your deification through victimization of the undeveloped world) is merely a strange form of messiah complex and longing for death through guilt and self-loathing -- a desire for world-salvation through your own (and your country's cricifixion.

     The simple knee-jerk leftist response (an automatic anti-American response in fact) is now based in the joyful illusion that peace is nature's natural state.  And that war, struggle, conflict, is an aberration.  This is hardly so.  Nature is in a constant state of war.  Nature is a splendid killing machine at heart, as evinced by the food chain and the constant warfare between scales.  Peace, sad to say, is more the aberration than war.  The peace Europe has experienced over the past 50 years has been purchased by America's willingness to do the fighting for Europe -- and to keep Europeans from killing one another, as they have done regularly throughout the history of Europe. 

     The utter failure of communism (with astounding poverty and murderous rituals the norm, from Russia to China to the Khmer Rouge, to Vietnam even (they murdered most of their victims by sending them out to starve in uninhabited virgin forests as homesteaders), with North Korea the most hideous eyesore presently, disintegrating in an orgy of starvation and current rhapsodic and psychotic emotionalism), which the left in the West -- and much of this ridiculous anti-war movement still clinging to a dead ideology formed in the West in the 1960's -- has refused to recognize, covering their eyes to protect their delicate ideology, their hatred of democracy (their elitism demands totalitarian government)  --  leaves the West with no real alternatives.  Looking back is no longer an alternative.  Climbing in to the past won't work -- the real ambition of the left is to climb back in to the mother's womb and remain children, fashioning some idealism, which is the mechanism of the child's mind before it learns how the world works.  The left accepts the totalitarian state because this allows them to remain children -- with the state serving as the all-powerful mother, providing a breast for the people, and disciplining them with political correctness.  This discipline is the dark side of the equation.  What do you do with a people who can't see or won't accept the illusion of the perfect world you've constructed: you can put them in jail, or put them in mental hospitals (only a crazy person can't see how perfect the state is), or you murder them.  Is that a choice for Europe now: the intellectual mental institution with a totalitarian mother standing guard.  Many want to go back to that -- because the only other choice is to give up the ideology, die, and submit to re-birth.

     It is ok to not be perfect.  None of us are perfect.  Why pretend that we are?

     Your own greedy sinful family (the West) is still better than the barbarian totalitarians that surround it.  So, your family is not perfect.  No family is perfect.  But by trying to spread the balance, the family with both a father and a mother -- that is, democracy -- your family is trying to save the world.  Marxism doesn't work.  The Green Movement can't work.  Nothing can work that does not accept both sides of humanity, the good and the bad, the right and the left, the rich and the poor, the young and the old.   Nature knows no equality except in death.  You do not need to condemn your family and yourself to death because they and you are not perfect.  That is the viewpoint of an adolescent.  It is time for Wisdom to replace moralizing shrieking.  Be wise.  You really don't want your nation to be like Iraq, with only the Fatherland in power.  Where are the women in all these wonderful Islamic societies you love so much.  Islam hates women.  They blame woman for all the wrongs in the world.  You can't always take the side of foreigners against your own family.  If you do, you will eventually be invaded and murdered.  And you will have to witness your own family's murder.

     That is nature.  It is not kind.  Either you are strong and wise and lucky -- or you are someone else's meal.

     It is not in Europe's best interest to alienate America so much that we Americans turn our back on Europe (which is a very clear temptation).  We spend a lot of money protecting Europe every year, money which we could better spend on our own infrastructure.  If we closed our markets to European goods, we would suffer much by losing European markets in return, but we are a large country with many markets in North and South America and growing markets in Asia.  A Europe without an American (hyperpower or not) influence will degenerate into warfare again.  The British hate the French; the French fear the Germans, hate the British and despise the Russians; and the Russians fear everyone (rightly so).  And Europe should not lose sight on an Arab world which believes the new millennium is the starting point for a great Muslim Empire.  They have immense cash flow from oil to build huge armies (and they have a vast supply of willing males ready to die and kill for Islam).  Nostradamus, the great French mystic, poet and doctor, has given us a harrowing vision of 21st century invasions of Europe by Muslim armies which drive the French deep into northern France and sweep across Italy and overwhelm Germany.  If you Europeans believe (in your obsessive anti-Americanism) that America is your enemy, you need to wake up from your bad dream and see that you have other more serious adversaries living in your midst and right under your tender belly.  America will never nvade Europe in an aggressive war; we might withdraw from your world.  The one's you should worry about invading you live to the south.

     The cross has an interesting symbolism.  The four seasons.  The east-west dialectic is the flatland (human) component -- everything is equal.  That is an opinion, a world-view, not a reality..  This paradigm has been manifest in the recent capitalism and communism dialectic.  But that paradigm ended with the old millennium.  The new millennium presents a paradigm shift to the north-south axis.  Where the east-west axis was human in nature, the north-west axis becomes again religious in nature -- hierarchical, differentiated.  The northern religion against the southern religion; God against the Devil; the summer against the winter; light against darkness.  The summer, obviously, is the time of pleasure and light and wealth; the winter is the time of fear and darkness and starvation.  It is not wise for one living in the summer to condemn the light and demand, instead, a life within the winter.  The winter may come -- but it may not be what you thought it would be.  It is not good to put a curse on oneself and one's family.  And though you may argue that the whole human race is the real family, this is also an illusion -- that is, there is a paradox in this.  The abstract family only works in the abstract world.  The concrete family is the only family that works in the concrete world.  The abstract world will not give you a piece of bread when you are starving.

     If you mistake America for the devil, you will come to regret it for many years.  You don't really want to become an Islamic province, like Spain and Eastern Europe became for so many years.

 

MJCrossmann

 

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ike eisenhower said one battalion of french partisans is worth six divisions--the evil one received gas and yes anthrax from the germans the brits and yes the reagan administration -- boycotting french products is cutting off our nose to spite our face -- it doesn't surprise me that you've joined the herd -- you used to think and try to stay informed--what have you ever read about the arab world--bin laden hates hussein--in part thats why he declared war on america--because the saudis wouldn't let his mujahadeen expel hussein from kuwait--and because our arrogance allowed us to think we could establish a military base in mecca without any repercussions--is it so much the breakdown of the united nations or the breakdown of our influence?--we were reduced to begging the likes of cameroon and guinea his only after outright bullying failed--this is the fault of france?--russia and china would have vetoed the new resolution too--we couldn't even get mexico--the organ grinder's monkey mr blair committed political suicide in his rush to be lackey #1 of the alreadyold new-world order--as far as those who do business in the middle east most of our establishment has business ties to a family named bin laden--kissinger quit as 9--11 investigator because his business contacts in the middle east would have become public--haliburton has the contract to put out oil well fires do you think cheney hopes saddam sets them off--as if i would buy any of these french products anyway--bush senior's new world order (hitler's phrase) is destined to be chaos--who is going to pay for this war and the clean-up--one reason turkey voted against us was because we reneged on our promise to compensate them for the gulf war -- bush's presidency is failing right along with the economy and the desperation was clear -- nobody in the world trusts us anymore -- is that france's fault -- i don't think so -- an instantaneous summit in the azores airport -- if it weren't so fraught with peril i would laugh -- i got a bad feeling about this one, barnes -- it's the end of the world as we know it -- our republic is succumbing to fear -- we are having a breakdown of nerve -- every major country in the world has been bombed way more severely than 9-11 -- we expect the whole world to pity us in our narcissistic grief -- i hope you didn't swathe your house in duct tape and viscalene -- 9-11  showed us how shallow our lives had become -- don't tell me you are building a bonfire to burn you're beloved proust -- maybe a quick war will jump start the ecomony and boost the market a thousand points- - its the last lust there is -- blood money -- i have despised the french and their haughtiness most of my adult life but blaming them for our deliberate diplomatic failure is a failure to face reality -- it shows how soft and muddled if not juvenile your intellect has become and to parrot william saffire in the process is galling.

 

WJC

 

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I see, by your response, that I touched a nerve. 

      I see the future as a clash of civilizations; and I'm on the side of the

West and America.  It's not what I want.  It's what is coming.

      I won't burn Proust.  But I won't take the knee-jerk anti-American side either.  I am an American.  I'm a Judeo-Christian.  I am no longer denying my roots.  I don't demand that America be perfect.  We are dark and light, like everything and everyone else.  We are good and bad: I can accept that.  If we stand alone, I stand here too.

      You were against the First Gulf War.  I remember you telling me Saddam was a military genius who would destroy us.  I'm sure you were against the war in Afghanistan.  You get your identity by opposing the American government.

      You seem to think you're the only one who can think clearly about

political matters.  Americans are fools because they don't elect you as president.  That's a massive ego, by the way.  It's much easier to be a critic than anything else.  You don't have to do anything.  You don't have to create anything.  All you have to do is judge.  That's the problem with the intellect: it can't create.  That's what frustrates it so much.  All it can do is condemn, playing as a god condeming men, elevating its own self-conception to a hideous narcissistic level: Look at me, I know everything!

      I'd rather be with the herd than with the phony anti-American side.

      I agree we've been on a narcissistic jag after 9/11.  I don't know how it compares with the narcissistic jag of the anti-American left and

environmentalists who think they are all world-saviors.  They're children.   Their idealism is a child's view of the world.  They want to crawl back in their mother's womb so they won't have to become an adult and face a world which is filled with light and shadow, with complexity and contradiction.  They can't be right in this kind of world.  And they need to be right most of all.  That's their identity.

      The United Nations is like an academic faculty.  They think action is sitting around a table talking, drinking coffee, speaking about the issues.  They can't act.  They think if they can argue well, they're moral, they're on the right side.  They are the dead condemning the living.  The United Nations is finished.  They should move it to the coffee house and let them talk about how intelligent they all are.  That's all they're good for.

      The Intellect is only half the picture.  It only sees half the picture -- hence, it's half wrong.  I can see the side that the Intellect can't see.  I can also see the Intellect side (the left-wing intellect side) -- I spent many years on that side.  The wheel has taken me away from there.  Perhaps I will go there again some day.  Now, I see its many character flaws and self-delusions.

      My reaction to the French is not based only on the fact that they are opposing us.  It's their reasons for so doing.  They want to be the powerhouse of Europe, because they resent the fact that they've become an asterisk to history.  It is short-sighted.  When the arabs say their God will reward the murder of Americans, Jews, and Infidels, they forget that they also fit the 'infidel' description.  Nostradamus's prediction of Arab armies overrunning Italy, France and Germany in the early 21st Century seems to me too clear.  European intellectuals won't be able to resist the dark cloud.  Their intellects are so wonderful -- but they have no heart.  They can't act.

      The next time France calls for us to help her, we need to remember that she's our friend when she needs us and she's not our friend when she doesn't need us.

      After 9/11, I went to work and we had a staff meeting and Leslie talked on about all America's sins and how we deserve what we're getting.  I told her that we'd be at war for the next 100 years.  Everyone was shocked.  Islam believes the millennium has signalled their turn to conquer the world.  I know what side I'm on.  I'm against Islam.  If the leftist intellectuals are against America then I'm against them.

      Lucifer took great pride in his intellect and refused to worship God.

That's why he was thrown out of heaven.  Lucifer is about to be thrown out of heaven again.  Lucifer's sin, afterall, was pride in his intellect.

      Be galled, if you must.  What I say will come to pass. 

      You have to stop hating your own country.  Alienation is, in fact, a form of mental disease.

 

MJC

 

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Where did the water go, Mister Wizard?

  Great floods of water once washed down from the Martian highlands and fanned out onto the plains below.  Now all the water has escaped to space, or lies frozen underground, or in the icecaps. For water to flow, Mars must once have been warmer, with a denser atmosphere.  About three billion years ago all that changed.  The once-molten iron core may have solidified or the planet may have been struck by an asteroid.  Whatever the cause, it resulted in the cold, barren world we see today.

  Is there any evidence of life on Mars, Mister Wizard?

  In 1984, a grapefruit-sized lump of rock was found in Antarctica.  After yers of careful reserach, scientist were able to tell its story.  It had formed on Mars 4.5 billion years ago, when the planet was still young.  Then, 16 million years ago, an impact threw it out into space; and 13,000 years ago, it landed on Earth.  The meteorite contains chemicals and microscopic structures that some NASA scientists suggest are evidence of life -- fossils from another world.  Evidence on Earth suggests that life can endure extremes of temperature and even survive in cracks within rocks. Although Mars appears to be a barren planet, life may once have thrived there in similarly hostile conditions.  Fossil hunteres of the future will want to explore any ancient hydrothermal springs they may find on Mars.  Relturned samples are likely to be put into quarantine -- just in case microbes are still alive and choose to invade the Earth.

  Will we be able to manipulate the planet of Mars and help create an atmosphere that will sustain life?

  There is a fantastic  idea of usiing orbiting mirrors to warm the south pole of Mars.  This would releast more carbon dioxide and warm the planet.  Bacteria might release oxygen and ultimately make the atmosphere breathable for human colonists.

  What comes next, Mister Wizard?

  You tell me, Jimmy.

  Jupiter.

  Yes.

  MMMMMMMMM!

  Ignore him.

  He said what about the gigantic belt of asteoids and meteoritees between Mars and Jupiter.

  Well, yes.  We have been talking about planets.  But there is a gigantic belt of debris out there, made up of more than 4,000 lumps of rock. They range in size from several feet across to the biggest, called Ceres, which is about 620 miles across.  These chunks of rock are called asteroids.  Scientists believe they were formed from material similar to that of the rocky planets, such as the Earth and Mars. Stirred up by the immense gravitational influence of Jupiter, this material was unable to stick together to form a single planet.  However, mini planets with iron cores may have formed, only to be smashed up by impacts with smaller debris. Collisions between asteroids are thought to be frequent.  Some of the asteroids are composed mostly of iron, like the core of the Earth.

  Do these asteroids threaten life on Earth, Mister Wizard?

  They might.  This is because not all asteroids remain in orbit between Jupiter and Mars.  Some have elliptical orbits that bring them close to the Earth. Craters on the Moon were caused by asteroid imkpacts. Evidence of asteroids bombarding Earth has mostly worn away; but geologists have identified traces of enormous ancient craters.  One, in the Gulf of Mexico, was casued by an asteroid 19 miles across that fell 65 million years ago.  It threw up thousands of tons of water and rock, blocking out the Sun and contributing to the extinction of the dinosaurs.

  Didn't one hit Russia in 1908, Mister Wizard?

  Yes, it did.  It flattened 1200 square miles of forest in Siberia, Jimmy.

  How often do these astgeroids strike, Mister Wizard?

  Small astroids strike the Earth every hundred years or so, usually over uninhabited land or sea.  A 1-mile sized object may hit only once in a million years, but it could change the climate, and, indirectly, kill millions of people.  Astronomers watch for potentially deadly asteroids.  There are even discussions among scientists of plans to deflect dangerous asteroids using missiles or lasers.

  What are meteorites, Mister Wizard?

  Hundreds of rocks hit the Earth each year, but most burn up in the atmosphere to form shooting stars.  Lumps that reach the surface are called meteorites.  A few are chips off comets, the Moon, or even Mars, but most are asteroid debris.  Collectors scour Australia and Antarcitca to recover them.  Even the bigger ones, which vaporize on impact, leave traces.  They can enrich sediments many miles away with the element iridium.

  Some scientists are even talking about capturing asteroids and mining them for valuable minerals.

  Yes, that's right, Jimmy.  Asteroids are valuable since they contain deposits of iron, copper, cobalt and nickel.

  That sounds like a movie, Don.

  Buzz!  Don't be disrespectful!

  It does sound like a movie.  Today's movie is often tomorrow's news.

  Tell us about Jupiter, Mister Wizard.

  Well, as I have said, Jupiter is the giant among planets.  If all the other planets were combined, they would still not add up to even half of Jupiter's mass.  It is a great gas bag made up of 90 percent hydrogen, with a lower density than the Earth.  Down in its thick atmosphere, the pressure rises to a point where hydrogen behaves as a liquid rather than a gas. Deeper still, it is like a liquid metal, with huge, circulatying electrical currents.  Here, a powerful magnetic field is generated, strong enough to emit radio noise that can be received on the Earth.  Jupiter is still contracting from its formation, a process that generates heat and makes it glow in the infrared.  If Jupiter were much bigger, the heating would start nuclear fusion in its core, and the planet would become a star.

  That's interesting, Mister Wizard.  Jupiter seems to be all things at once: liquid metal, liquid gas. So, a planet and a star are the same thing. Just determined by mass, and, thereby, by heat?

  Yes.  Everything in the universe has a common core, a common....

  Material.

  Yes. 

  Mikey says it starts as a number, Mister Wizard.  At least that's what he used to say.

  Ridiculous.

  All the chemical elements are numbers, aren't they, Mister Wizard?

  Well, their propoerties are measured by numbers.

  God's math, Mister Wizard?

  No.  There is no such thing as God's math.  We don't know if there really is such a thing as God.

  But there's order in the Universte, Mister Wizard!  You've been describing the order in the Universe this whole show!

  Yes.   Well, Jupiter's incredibly fast 9 hour and 55 minute rotation (or day) makes it bulge 5,592 miles wider at the equator than at the poles.  It whips up violent winds and stretches the clouds into bands parallel to the equator.  Esstnially, there are about 14 alternating bands of dark, low pressure regions that circulate with the planet's rotation, and light, high pressure regions that blow the other way.  It's quite a complex planet. Swirling storm systems form where they meet, especially in the turbulent polar regions.  High, white clouds of ammonia ice are tinted yellow and orange lower down by sulfur compounds.

  Tell us more about the clouds on Jupiter, Mister Wizard.

  Well, Jimmy, Jupiter's clouds lie in a thin layer on the surface.  Below this, the atmosphere of hydrogen and helium is compressed until it behaves like a liquid metal. Inside is a compressed rocky core, slighly bigger than the Earth.  The highest clouds in the atmosphere are made of white ammonia ice crystals.  Deeper down, they are tinged with sulfur compounds made from traces of hydrogen sulfide.  Even deeper may be water vapor clouds like those on Earth.  You can see a red spot on Jupiter through a telescope: it is a 24,836 mile storm system that has been raging for 300 years.  The same storm: raging for 300 years.

  Tell us about Jupiter's moons, Mister Wizard.

  When Galileo first looked at Jupiter through his telescope in January 1610, he saw three, then four, tiny starlike objects moving close to the planet.  He quickly realized that these were moons orbiting jupiter.  Each of these moons -- Calisto, Ganymede, Europa, and Io -- is a world in its own right.  We now know of 12 other moons.  They include four that orbit inside Galileo's moons. Beyond them lie four more, 7 million miles from Jupiter. Finally, at twice that distance, are another four.  These may have been passing asteroids, captured by Jupiter's gravity.

  What are you saying?  How many moons are there?

  Be quiet, Buzz!

  We have tape for you too, Buzz! 

  Calisto is the same size as Mercury and is covered almost entirely with craters.  One huge impact structure, called Valhalla, consists of rings up to 1900 miles across.  Its dark, dirty crust is a mixture of ice and rock and may be 190 miles deep, with water or slush lying underneath.  Ganymede is the largest moon in the Solar System at 3279 miles across.  Its icy surface has large, dark patches that are heavily cratered.  Ganymede's magnetic field riases the possibility that it still has an active interior.

  Ok.  That's two moons. What about the rest?

  Tell us about Europa, Mister Wizard.

  Well, Europa is only 948 miles across; but it could turn out to be the most exciting of Jupiter's moons.  The smooth white surface has very few craters, but is crazed by numerous cracks.  The cracks look very similar to those in pack ice on Earth.  This suggests that th eice is floating on an ocean of liquid water.  Hydrothermal vents in the ocean floor might provide energy as they do on Earth; and it is just possible that life could have developed in the cold, dark water.

  And then there was fire.

  What?

  Io.  Io is fire.  Io is the most volcanically active world in the Solar System.  It is tugged so hard by Jupiter's gravity that tidal forces churn up the surface and interior, keeping the moon partly molten.  The Voyager craft saw eruptions taking place, with sulfur dioxide spewing 190 miles up into space.  Other volcanoes have left dark lava flows and red and yellow patches of sulfur, making this moon like like a moldy orange.

  Mister Wizard: we're running out of time!  There's a war coming!  They'll take us off the air when the war starts!  And we need to get through all the planets so Mikey's thematic structure will be in place, Mister Wizard.  The involution will be complete, or something like that.  So we need to hurry!

  Right!  I am against this war, by the way.  Maybe if I string this all along, maybe the war won't be able to start until we actually finish this section.

  Not likely.  President Bush is committed to killing the devil.

  Tell us about Saturn, Mister Wizard -- quickly!

  Remember at the end of Conversations On A Dying Age, Mikey writes that America and England and Australia and Israel will stand alone against the world.  Is Mikey the only one alive -- is this his dream, Mister Wizard?

  Isn't that when Michael comes to save the world, Mister Wizard?

  Isn't that when he comes to blow up the world with nuclear bombs?

  Shh.  We don't want to think about that.  Or talk about that, behind Mikey's back.

  We don't take the tape off his mouth!

  Say something, Mister Wizard!

  After Galileo discovered Jupiter's moons he turned his attention to what appeared to be a triple planet.  Then the objects to the sides seemd to disappear, making him suspect they were gas clouds. It was a Dutch astronomer, Christian Juygens, who finally realized, in 1675, that Saturn was a ringed planet.  Just under 200 years later it was shown that the rings could not possibly be solid disks, but must be made up of millions of smaller particles of rock or ice, each acting like a tiny moon.  When space probes  in the last twenty years flew past Saturn, it became clear that there are thousands of separate bands of different densities within the main rings (named A, B, C, D and E).  There is also a very thin F ring outside these, its particles kept in line by two tiny moons.  The rings are less than 98 feet thick; and they may have formed from the break-up of a giant comet that strayed too close to Saturn.

  Hurry, Mister Wizard!

  A constant dull yellow haze of high ammonia clouds masks the deeper structure of Saturn's atmosphere. Occasionally, telescopes can make out a huge, swirling, white storm system.  Computer enhancement of the Voyager images revealed circulating bands of clouds dimilar to jupiter's   The fastest winds race around Saturn's equator, teaching up to 1,100 miles per hour.  To the north and south of the equator are alternating bands of slow and fast winds.

  Does Saturn have a solid surface, Mister Wizard?

  No.  Like Jupiter, Saturn does not have a solid surface, although astronomers think it does have a small rocky core at its center.  The planet is 75,000 miles across (without its rings) and 95 times Earth's mass.  Hydrogen makes up 94 percent; the rest is helium, with traces of ammonia, methane, and other gases.  Also like Jupiter, most of the interior is liquid hydrogen, which deep down becomes an electrically-conducting metallic liquid.  Electrical currents here generate a strong magnetic field.  A day at the equator lasts a brief 10 hours, 15 minutes.

  What do we know about its atmosphere, Mister Wizard?

  Saturn's atmosphere may be 1200 miles deep with liquid hydrogen reaching down another 20,000 miles.  The Voyagher probe identified three layers in Saturn's atmosphere. The outer layer has clouds of ammoonia, folloed by ammonium sulfide, and finally clouds containing water.

  Was that a bomb going off, Mister Wizard?

  No.  It was thunder, I think, dear.

  Saturn's moons, Mister Wizard!

  Saturn is at the center of a solar system in miniature.  Besides the billions of particles making up its rings, 25 different moons have been identified.  Some are lumps of rock only a few miles across that lie close to the planet and shepherd the rings into place.  Saturn's most distant moon, Phoebe, is nearly 8 million miles from the planet.  The biggest of all the moons is Titan.  At 3,200 miles across, it is bigger than Mercury and has a thick atmosphere.  It is the only atmosphere astronomers know of, aside from the Earths, that is made up mostly of nitrogen.  The surface of Titan is very cold, about minus 292 degrees fahrenheit -- and the atmospheric pressure is double that of our own planet.  Titan's atmosphere resembles the early Earth's but kept in frozen lifelessness.  The interior of Titan is probably a mixture of rock and ice, with a rocky core that has an ice mantle.  The ice could never melt, but there may be lakes or seas on Titan, not of water but of liquid natural gas or methane.  Methane rain or snow may fall from the clouds.  Voyager probes were unable to see any features on Titan because it is warapped in a thick, butterscotch yellow, chemical smog.

  What about the other moons, Mister Wizard?

  Enceladus has an ancient, cratered landscape, with signs of newer activity in the form of smooth plains and a series of ridges.  Iapetus, the outermost of Saturn's big moons, is a little denser than water, suggesting it is mostly ice.  One side is bright and cratered but the opposite side is as black as anything in the Solar System  Dione has light, wispy markings that may be trails of frost sprayed out from ice volcanoes.  Mimas just outside the rings, has an enormous crater, like a huge black eye.  Tethys is made up mostly of pure ice and has a crack 60 miles across and 3 miles deep running almost pole to pole.

  Tell us about your anus, Mister Wizard!

  Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn are all visible to the naked eye and have been known since ancient times.  uranus was the first planet to be discovered through a telescope.  Uranus was considered at first either a nebulous star or a comet.  Uranus is four times the size of the Earth; it is twice as far away as Saturn.  And it appears only as a tiny green disk through a telescope.  Uranus rotates once every 17 hours, 14 minutes, with winds blowing at up to 190 miles per hour.

  Uranus has rings too, doesn't it, Mister Wizard?

  Uranus has 11 rings, of very dark, boulder-sized framents.  The blue-green gas giant planet is four times the size of the Earth.  It has a strange magnetic field alligned at 60 degrees to the rotation axis and off-centered 6200 miles from the heart of the planet.  It may be generated by electircal currents in the watery mantle.

  Doesn't Uranus have a strange rotation?

  Yes.  Unlike the other planets' axes, Uranus's axis of rotation is at right angles to its orbit around the Sun.  So, as Voyager 2 approached Uranus's south pole, the rings and moons seemed to circle tghe planet like a target.  This also gives the planet very strange seasons.  The poles are the warmest places on the planet.  The south pole has a summer lasting 42 years, during which the Sun never sets; and the opposite pole is plunged into total darkness for 42 years.

  Tell us more -- before the war begins!

  The atmosphere of Uranus is made up of hydrogen, helium, and a small percentage of methane.  It has very few cloud markings.  Uranus probably has a rocky core with a mantle of ammonia, methane, and water ice that may be partially liquid.

  Does Uranus have moons?

  Yes, it does.  Five moons: Oberon, Titania, Umbriel, Ariel and Miranda.  Voyager 2 discovered another moon, which has come to be named Puck.  A further nine small dark moons also were discovered.  The two innermost moons, Cordelia and Ophelia, on opposite sides of the outer ring, helped shepherd the ring particles into line.  One astronomer commented that God must have taken a shaker and scattered moons in all directions.  Oberon has big impact craters, containing dark, carbon-rich material.  Ariel is covered in places by small craters and resurfaced in others by eruptions of lava or water.  urbriel has a dark, cratered surface, but no signs of geological activity.

  Why are the French opposing us in the United Nations, Mister Wizard?

  Why are they supporting Saddam Hussein?  He's a murderer and torturer, Mister Wizard.  Why do the French and the Germans and the Russians support Hussein?

  We're running out of time, Mister Wizard.  Tell us about Neptune.

  After the discovery of Uranus, astronomers were unable to make sense of its orbit around the Sun -- it seemed that something was pulling it off course.  Astronomers began to predict the existence of an eighth planet as the only way of explaining the behaviors of Uranus.  Neptune, a big blue-green planet, was discovered in 1846, and it was named after the Roman god of the sea.  Neptune is 1.8 billion miles from the Sun and takes 165 years to orbit the Sun (a Neptunian year).  Neptune's atmosphere is 85 percent hydrogen, 13 percent helium, and 2 percent methane.  It is bitterly cold (the cloud tops are minus 346 degrees fahrenheit) -- but heat is produced in the interior.  Neptune is very active.  Clouds of methane rise through the atmosphere and violent winds blow at over 620 mph.  The Solar System's fastest winds blow on Neptune, at around 1240 mph.

  Hurry, Mister Wizard!  I think I can hear gun shots in the distance!

  Should we untie Mikey, Mister Wizard -- so he can defend himself?

  Neptune is made up of a thick mantle of liquid water and gases aroudn a rocky core.  It has a magnetic field inclined at 50 degrees to ts axis and 6200 miles off center. It has rings made up of large particles and broad bands of finer dust.  The atmospehre is topped by a thin haze with cirrus clouds of methane ice.  Sunlight causes reactions in the methane, producing hydrocarbon snow.  As this falls, it reverts to methane gas and rises again.  Highspeed winds have stretched out these high cirrus clouds of methane into streamers.  They cast shadows onto the blue main cloud deck, 30 miles beneath.

  What is all this about!  We have a war about to start -- and we're talking about Neptune!

  Shut up, Buzz!  Tell us about Neptune's moons and rings, Mister Wizard!

  Voyager has shown us that Neptune has complete rings, bands of dust, and at least 8 moons.  The largest moon is Proteus. It is 271 miles across and has a giant 93-mile crater.  Then comes Larissa at 129 miles.  The other four moons lie between th rings.  The outermost moon, Nereid, may be a captured comet. Neptune's largest moon, Triton, is 1681 miles across.  With no high mountains and few craters, its surface may have been flooded by eruptions of liquid water and ammonia.  Most of its surface is ice, but the poles are capped with a pink snow of frozen nitrogen.  Neptune's two main moons, Triton and Nereid, have very different orbits.  Nereid's long elliptical orbit lasts 360 days.  Tritorn's 5.9 day orbit circles the planet backward.  Both may have been caught by Neptune's gravity as they passed.  Triton's south pole is capped by a light, pinkish substance that is probably frozen nitrogen accumulated during its long winter in shadow.  The grooved and wrinkled surface to the north has a red tint, possibly due to hydrocarbons produced by the action of sunlight.

  Don't stop there, Mister Wizard!  We need to hear about the death planet too!

  Pluto is no death planet.  In order to explain the orbit of Uranus, astronomers realized they had to discover something else.  Pluto was the result, named after the Greek god of the underworld.  Pluto is 3.7 billion miles from the Sun and one four-hundredth the mass of Earth.  So it is quite small.  Pluto is usually the farthest planet from the sun; but its elliptical orbit briefly brings it closer than Neptune.  Some astronomers predict that a Planet X follows a steeply inclined orbit far outside Pluto's.  The Kuiper Belt -- a ring of small, icy objects -- lies beyond the planets.  Pluto also has a moon, Charon, which is half the size of Pluto and twenty times closer than the Moon is to the Earth. Its permanently frozen surface may have a solidified sea of methane.  Both Pluto and Charon are denser than the other outer planets and their moons.  They must have big, rocky cores covered by thick layers of water ice, frozen methane, and nitrogen.  Pluto has a think atmosphere of nitrogen and methane.  It thickens as the planet wrams slightly, when its elliptical orbit brings it nearer the Sun.  Polar caps of methane ice may be deposited as Pluto colls again.

  Tell us about Planet X!

  Well, Pluto did not account for all the discrepancies in Uranus's orbit.  So astronomers began searching for a tenth planet.  Clyde Tombaugh searched for 13 years, plotting the positions of 45 million stars and 775 asteroids in the process.  Some people predicted that a planet would be found in an orbit angled to the other planets, while others thought that the Sun had a distant, dark companion.  There may also be billions of comets beyond the planets adding their gravitational effect.  A belt of icy objects known as the Kuiper Belt has been discovered far beyond Pluto.  Tach object is only a few miles across; and they may be the frozen leftovers from planetary formation.

  I see.

  So that brings us back to the beginning, Mister Wizard?  In a sense?

  But to the beginning of our show.  We began with Earth and now we are back at Earth.

  Not entirely.  We are back at the densification of Earth; the metalization of earth.  Before life has begun.

  Are we at the very bottom of involution then, Mister Wizard?  Will we begin to start climbing back out of the valley, out of the seed-pod in the soil...?

  I don't know what that means.

  Is that shooting, Mister Wizard?

  Should we untie Mikey?

  I don't know.  Maybe we should just leave him as is.

  Is he a prisoner-of-war, Mister Wizard?  Do we get to torture him?

  We can pretend we're Sadam Hussein -- and we can bring his mom or sister down to the studio and rape her.  And make him watch!

  Watch what you say, Buzz!  We're still on camera!

  I can hear techtonic plates moving, Mister Wizard!

  Yes, very good, Jimmy!  So who is riding with me?  Jimmy?

  Yes.

  Anyone else?

  Do you promise not to molest me, Mister Wizard?

  I should knock you in to next week for such comments, Buzz!

  I like you, Mister Wizard -- The Whizz -- that's what we call you behind your back!  You should take my playing with you as a compliment -- a sign of friendship!

  Everyone ready?  Let's say good night to all our viewers.  It's been fun being with you again this week.  Next week we're going to take a good look at the long, lonely lives of alligators.  Until then, God bless you all; and remember, don't buy any French commercial products!  Give them a shot in the old kisser!  They only want to belong to western civilization when its easy to do so -- not when they have to make any sacrifices. 

  Fucking traitors!

  Buzz, watch your language now!

  We all hate Pierre -- but we don't need to use foul language!  Good night everyone!

  Let's go watch the war on tv!

  Bye, Mikey!

   MMMMMMMM!

  (The lights go out in the studio.)

 

Good evening.  This is Tom Brokaw reporting.  We will interrupt regular programming now to bring you this special report from the White House.  President Bush is speaking about Allied intentions with regard to Iraq and Iraq's unwillingness to surrender weapons of mass destruction.  Apparently the negotiations and insprections are over.

 

 Thank you, Mike.  We are welcoming today Carol M. Swain who has written a book that is being being described as very controversial and is generating sometimes quite angry reactions.  Welcome to my show, Ms Swain. 

  Thank you.

  Why is this book so controversial, Ms Swain? 

  Well, the subject matter is controversial, I guess.

  The subject matter is really -- well you say we are on the brink of an explosion of white tribalism in America.  That America is not immune from the spectacle of ethnic cleansing we have seen in Eastern Europe.

  Yes. 

  You say that the underlying cause of this swelling white nationalism is a simmering resentment of affirmative action programs such as the one used by the University of Michigan.

  Yes.  There are other causes.  White men feel that they are being disenfranchised.  The book is a wake-up call to wrn people that we're following a dangerous course by pushing identity and multi-culturalism.  There's nothing special about the US that say we could not have ethnic cleansing and violence here like in Bosnia or Rwanda.'

  Your conclusion is that liberals should back off.

  Yes.

  And that infuriated some of your critics.  Of course you are a conservative black woman, so many critics argue that you have abandoned your constituency.

  Which is ridiculous.  Every race divides into conservatives and liberals.  Should the black race be any different?  That is a racist notion.  I believe in racial integration and equality.  I just don't think special programs and government appropriation of the issue leads to equality.

  You write that extremist white nationalist thought is getting much more mainstream, much more appealing and fophisticated.  Your conclusion is that the position is no longer the province of ignorant KKK reactionaries.  More intelligent people are joining this movement.

  Yes.  The multicultural left has provided a language that works very well for whites who want to push white-identity politics.  They say if its good for blacks and hispanices and asians, then it's also good for whites.  If it's good for blacks to celebrate their heritage, then it's also good for whites.  They see themselves as defenders of legitimate civil rights of white people against what they allege are a host of racial double standards.

  Does this frighten you?

  It could have frightening effects.  I fear that government policies which punish whites for their ancestors sins will actually drive the country into more racial polarisation.  If we keep going down this road, its going to increasingly pit racial groups against each other.  Some white people, who are otherwise good people, who don't hat blacks, are going to be psuhed intot he arms of these extremists.

  You think whites have legitimate complaints.

  I do.  The left wing has become essentially anti-white.  We need to recognize that whites do have legitimate complaints about race that need to be openly debated by politicans and scholars.  We need to immediately do away with racial preferences in university admissions, hiring and government contracts that not only fuel white resentment but send the message to blacks that they can't meet the same standards as everyone else.  I don't believe that blacks need this crutch provided by race-conscious politics.  Somehow we need to embrace a natonal American identity that pulls us together instead of dividing us into warring camps.  perhaps through a renewed emphasis on the Judeo-Christian idea of a common creator and the brotherhood of man.

  Old-fashioned values.

  Maybe that is what is needed.

  You are against affirmative action and reparations for the descendants of slavery?

  Yes.  I think these issues are not needed and only inflame the debate.  I also think high crime rates among blacks also inflame the extreme right.

  And liberals say what to this?

  They used to call me a Polyanna, a hopeless optimist.  Now I'm being accused of being a traitor to my race and of advising capitualtion in the face fear and extremist reaction.

  And what do you say to this?

  I say my advice is based on what I see as both true and wise.

  I would be remiss in my duty if I did not bring up one thing: there have been reports in the media that Michael Crossmann is considering you as a possible running mate in his candidacy for the presidency.  Would you like to be on his ticket as a candidate for the Vice-Presidency?

  I'm really quite happy doing what I do, Larry.

  Teaching Law at Vanderbilt University?

  Yes.  And writing.  I love being a writer.

  Crossmann's choosing you does make sense in many ways.  He seems to be having some trouble generating excitement in the African American communities.  He has been called a racist by some commentators.  A white supremicist by others.  Now if he convinced you to run as his Vice-President, this would answer some of these critics.

  I supoose it would.

  Would you consider it?

  There's no reason I should consider it.

  He hasn't contacted you?

  No, he has not.

  Do you expect him to?

  I don't know why he would.

  Well, it's not a rumor I have started.  Several national columnists have discussed this.

  Well, he has not contacted me.  And I don't expect him to.

  But you wouldn't necessarily turn him down if he did offer?

  No.  Not necessarily.  I would have to think about it.

 

 Well, your book is getting very good reviews.  And I thank you for being on my show.

  I'm pleased to be here.

  Ladies and Gentlemen, Carol Swain, author and Professor of Law at Vanderbilt University.

 

Thank you, Larry.  Interesting interview.  Marco della Cava joins us now with a travel story.  Americans are not very popular in Europe -- I guess we all know that.  Marco, how bad is it?

  It's pretty bad, Mike.  In Paris, some tourists have reported being spit on.  And there have been hostilities really all over the continent, from England to Spain to Italy to Russia.

  Here's Marco with his report.

  As an A-list celebrity, actor Vince Vaughn employs an array of weapons to cope with hecklers, from a Saharan wit to a waiting limo.

  But during a movie shoot recently in England, Vaughn found himself repeatedly reaching for the same comeback. Three totemic words from the attic of history: the Marshall Plan.

  "'I'd say one in three conversations wound up the same way, basically that 'America is the devil.' So I'd ask folks to think about the Marshall Plan a bit and get back to me,'' says Vaughn, 32, referring to the Allied blueprint for the reconstruction of Europe after World War II. ''In the end, though, I just had to tell people, 'I'm not having this discussion anymore.' ''

  But if you're heading overseas, be prepared to have it. Again and again. If the past 100 years were widely considered the American Century, this new one is fast shaping up as the Anti-American Century.

  Just ask tourist Colleen Frost, 33, who hopped into a cab recently on her first day in Berlin. An English-speaking driver demanded an explanation for what he called ''America's megalomania.''

  ''He wanted to know what I would think of my country if my brother or boyfriend was killed in a war,'' says Frost, a dental hygienist from Santa Fe. She says the ride was over before she could provide an answer for the disgruntled cabby.

  How times have changed.

  A mother lode of goodwill fostered in the decades after the defeat of Nazi Germany has been reduced to dust in recent years. A growing number of foreigners see some of the United States' political decisions (pulling out of the Kyoto Treaty on global emissions) and personal choices (Americans' penchant for gas-loving SUVs) as at best unilateral and at worst selfish. The confrontation over Iraq is just more fuel on a bonfire.

  From Spanish plazas to Parisian metros, American tourists are being quizzed, grilled and even spat on by people who do not approve of the Bush administration's drive for a war against Saddam Hussein.

  As a result, a declining number of Americans (54% today vs. 79% a year ago) believes that the USA enjoys a favorable image abroad, according to a recent Gallup poll. And a majority of Americans (64%) cite a fear of unfriendliness as the top concern of traveling abroad during wartime, according to a survey in the February issue of CondŽ Nast Traveler.

  Anecdotal evidence from across Europe indicates those fears are not unfounded.

  ''I've spent 100 days a year for the past 30 years in Europe, and, generally, people always managed to differentiate a government's action from its citizens,'' says Rick Steves, a Seattle-based tour operator who specializes in Europe.

  ''But I have never seen this level of frustration in my lifetime. They just can't understand our push for war, especially the younger generation.''

  Steves says the current climate is in stark contrast to the ''breathtaking'' we-are-all-Americans sentiment that gripped Europe on Sept. 11, 2001. He is not discouraging his clients from traveling abroad now, and cancellations have been few. That said, his Web site features a flurry of concerned exchanges about overseas travel. Steves urges would-be tourists to pack the right attitude.

  "Being defensive does no good. You have to keep things in perspective and listen,'' he says. ''At its best, travel remains a vital force in promoting understanding.''

  And is it ever needed. If European criticism of the United States was previously limited to newspaper headlines and kaffeeklatsch debates, the tug of war over Iraq has unleashed a torrent of frustrated invective on the streets.

  Much of such vitriol is aimed at the Bush administration. That has never been more in evidence than during the weekend of Feb. 15, when more than 6 million people in roughly 60 countries hit the streets in some of the largest anti-war protests since the Vietnam War.

  But sometimes this antagonism filters down directly to the American tourist.

  Laurel Scapicchio and her 13-year-old daughter were waiting for a train in the Paris metro a few weeks ago when their conversation was interrupted. Two men in their 20s overheard their American accents and shouted, ''Pigs!''

  ''It brought us back to reality,'' says Scapicchio, 42, a freight forwarder from Saugus, Massachusetts, who was on her first trip to the French capital. ''It was a little spooky. But we shrugged it off. It wasn't personal. It was just because we were Americans.''

  European tourism officials, who are battling a 19% drop-off in U.S. travel since a record 13.1 million visited in 2000, discount such incidents as aberrations.

  "I am certain that a number of American visitors will be asked about the U.S. administration's policy on Iraq. But if indeed there have been some unpleasant encounters, I strongly believe that they are few and far between,'' says Patrick Goyet, vice chairman of the European Travel Commission in New York. ''Furthermore, speaking as a European and for the vast majority of my fellow Europeans, I consider any such behavior idiotic and embarrassing.''

  Be ready for harsh words

  Nonetheless, many Americans abroad have stories to tell. Their warning? Expect the unexpected. While living in Spain recently, Jane Kelly, 20, recalls a friend being spat on for being American.

  "In any country you're going to get people who do this,'' says Kelly, who was studying at the Madrid campus of Boston's Suffolk University.

  However, fellow student Kate Perlis, 20, says the atmosphere was charged. ''It seems that the only English a lot of people there know are the words, 'We hate Bush.' ''

  Joshua Eckblad, 28, an American high-tech manager living in Madrid, has had similar experiences. Daily he faces the comments of Spaniards who ''feel free to say anything against America, who think Bush and his people know nothing about the world.''

  His sister, Vanina, 27, an architect living in Paris, has fared no better. She says that the other day a man on the street ''told me to go back to where I came from.''

   Such run-ins can cause some visitors to contemplate retreat. When Linda Severson, an American who has lived in Brussels for two years, was visiting Amsterdam recently with her mother, the pair found themselves at the Hard Rock Cafe, surrounded by anti-American protesters.

  ''We were looking down at all the demonstrations and signs that said 'Kill Bush, not Iraqis,' and we just sat there stunned,'' she says. ''We felt a little homesick.''

  But other Americans abroad prefer to tack right into the storm.

  Louis Nebelsick, 45, is an archaeologist from Louisville who organizes exhibits for the Dresden museum of archaeology. He says he hasn't seen this level of anti-Americanism in Germany since the days of Ronald Reagan, when in 1983 masses protested the installation of medium-range missiles in Europe.

  But despite the rancor, Nebelsick proudly wears an American flag on his baseball cap. It might as well be a lightning rod in a thunderstorm.

  ''One guy saw that I was American and said he just had to tell me what he thought of my country,'' he says. ''His opinion was that America is being run by a rabid cowboy.''

  Nebelsick also carries a cigarette lighter emblazoned with an American flag. Several times of late, folks have turned down his offer of a light as soon as they caught a glimpse of the Stars and Stripes.

  ''The era of Americans as heroes is over,'' he says.

  But that isn't to say that positive connections can't be made between nationalities on a one-to-one basis. Some tourists interviewed spoke of not only pleasant exchanges but also an appreciation for those Americans who would travel overseas despite the current climate.

  When Tony Vitanza, 42, of Fort Worth unleashed his Texas accent on a shopkeeper in Belgium, she immediately asked what state he was from.

  ''I made sure to tell her I didn't vote for Bush,'' says Vitanza, a flight attendant who was careful to pluck all the pins off his jacket before heading outdoors. ''But the woman said she was interested in my accent, not my politics.''

  Similarly, when Jay Rooney, 57, and Bruce Plank, 35, were in Europe a few weeks ago while on business for Armstrong Flooring, the only run-ins they had were with vendors haggling over prices at flea markets.

  ''We've had no problems at all,'' says Rooney while touring London's famed Portobello Road market. ''Some of our hosts even seemed apologetic. I haven't felt criticism. Haven't felt rudeness, haven't felt pressure. Quite the contrary, I feel some people have gone out of their way to be nice.''

  One veteran Europe-watcher thinks the average American is still very much appreciated by the average European. It's when the policies of a nation are pinned on an individual that the sniping begins.

  ''I've found that most Europeans are generally fond of Americans,'' says Pieter Ockers, European analyst for iJet Travel Intelligence, an American company that provides travel risk management advice for corporate and leisure travelers.

  ''But the (European) media often stoke the fires,'' he says. ''Their media portray Americans as culturally inferior, ignorant of world politics, arrogant in our interaction with the rest of the world and, worst of all, the bully of the neighborhood.''

  During Vaughn's stay in England, he found himself criticized on all those levels. Like a boxer countering each blow, he shot back with the best responses he could.

  Sometimes the complaints left him speechless, like the time he was told '' 'America had no culture' by a kid wearing a Kobe Bryant T-shirt and listening to rapper DMX.''

  But one incident really stung.

  ''Man, it was bad,'' says the Rat Pack-y star of Swingers . ''These girls saw us and were kind of flirting, and they kept asking us if we were American. Finally we said, 'Yes,' and they just took off.

  ''One girl turns and says, 'We were hoping you were Canadian.' Canadian? Since when was it cooler to be Canadian?''

  Wow, I've never heard of Canadians being cool!  Something's definitely out of whack.  How serious is this rift, Marco?

  It's serious.  I think, down deep, Europe really wants everything to stay the same.  Europe is very status-quo right now.  Three is clearly no support for President Bush's messianic fervor.  Yes, most will agree that Saddam Hussein is a monster who murders and tortures his own people; but so what.  I think the fear is that there are a lot of Muslims living in Europe -- and anything that might stir them up worries the Europeans.

  A lot of the Europeans have been anti-American for some time, haven't they been?  I remember when Reagan made his Evil Empire speech against Russia.  Many Western Europeans felt very strongly that America was being reckless and belligerant.  Of course, many Eastern Europeans felt the opposite, that America was standing up against an oppressive totalitarian state.  Western Europeans seem a lot more accepting of totalitarian governments than America is -- first, on the left wing; next, now, on the right.  It seems like Europeans don't want anything to disturb their sleep.  That's a pretty dangerous condition, I think.  It's like Western European people are preparing themselves for totalitarianism.  Anything to keep from waking up.  Their tolerance of evil is pretty amazing.  They look the other way when communism enslaves half the globe; and they look the other way when Saddam Hussein gases his own people and gases Iran.  They blame America for having armed Saddam and then they blame America for trying to disarm Saddam.  I'll bet, before this crisis ends, that a third of the people in France will actually want Saddam to win the war against the alliance, if it does come down to a war.  Demonstrators in Europe, really all over the world, accuse George Bush of being Hitler. Isn't it clear to anyone but me that Iraq is the fascist country rather than America.

  Europe is afraid of what America might become.

  Europe is jealous of America.  They are making America their scapegoat -- Americans are Europe's new Jews.

  Ok, Michael C.  I guess we know where you stand on this.

  Maybe we should get a report from Peter Arnett to help balance my view.

  It's not just Europe that is hating America.  The whole world is hating America, with a few exceptions.  And not many exceptions.

  America is in the center.  The left wing hates America because America is right wing; the right wing hates America because America is left wing.

  America's the giant.  No one is going to root for the giant.

  Not until they get into trouble.  And then the giant-baiting will turn to supplication.

  It cuts both ways, in fact.  The Europeans are hating the Americans; but the Americans are hating the Europeans also.

  Yes.  Timothy Garton Ash is joining us today for the first of several reports.  Timothy has traveled from Europe to investigate America's growing anti-European sentiments.  Welcome, Timothy.  You have been traveling in America.  What are you finding?

  I'm finding a very strong anger at Europeans in America also.  We see Europeans marching against America; we just heard a report of Euopeans spitting on an American tourist; in France, someone threw a bottle at a group of American school girls visiting the country.  America is responding with impatience, frustration and disrespect for Europeans also.  We need to remember that America, by definition, finds its identity in cutting its roots with the Old World -- in being different from the Old World.

  Here's Timothy's report.

  This year, especially if the United States goes to war against Iraq, you will doubtless see more articles in the American press on "Anti-Americanism in Europe." But what about anti-Europeanism in the United States? Consider this:

  Mark Steyn has written in the Jewish World Review: "To the list of polities destined to slip down the Eurinal of history, we must add the European Union and France's Fifth Republic. The only question is how messy their disintegration will be."

  Jonah Goldberg has written in the National Review Online: "Even the phrase "cheese-eating surrender monkeys" is used [to describe the French] as often as the French say "screw the Jews." Oops, sorry, that's a different popular French expression.

  And Martin Walker has quoted a senior State Department official as saying: "You want to know what I really think of the Europeans  I think they have been wrong on just about every major international issue for the past 20 years."

  Statements such as these recently brought me to the United States—to Boston, New York, Washington, and the Bible-belt states of Kansas and Missouri—to look at changing American attitudes toward Europe in the shadow of a possible second Gulf war. Virtually everyone I spoke to on the East Coast agreed that there is a level of irritation with Europe and Europeans higher even than at the last memorable peak, in the early 1980s.

  Pens are dipped in acid and lips curled to pillory "the Europeans," also known as "the Euros," "the Euroids," "the 'peens," or "the Euroweenies."

  Richard Perle, now chairman of the Defense Policy Board, says Europe has lost its "moral compass" and France its "moral fiber." 

  This irritation extends to the highest levels of the Bush administration. In conversations with senior administration officials, I found that the phrase "our friends in Europe" was rather closely followed by "a pain in the butt."

  The current stereotype of Europeans is easily summarized. Europeans are wimps. They are weak, petulant, hypocritical, disunited, duplicitous, sometimes anti-Semitic and often anti-American appeasers.

  In a word: "Euroweenies." Their values and their spines have dissolved in a lukewarm bath of multilateral, trans-national, secular, and postmodern fudge.

  They spend their euros on wine, holidays, and bloated welfare states instead of on defense. Then they jeer from the sidelines while the United States does the hard and dirty business of keeping the world safe for Europeans.

  Americans, by contrast, are strong, principled defenders of freedom, standing tall in the patriotic service of the world's last truly sovereign nation-state.

  A study should be written on the sexual imagery of these stereotypes. If anti-American Europeans see "the Americans" as bullying cowboys, anti-European Americans see "the Europeans" as limp-wristed pansies.

  The American is a virile, heterosexual male; the European is female, impotent, or castrated. Militarily, Europeans can't get it up. (After all, they have fewer than twenty "heavy lift" transport planes, compared with the United States' more than two hundred.) Following a lecture I gave in Boston an aged American tottered to the microphone to inquire why Europe "lacks animal vigor." The word "eunuchs" is, I discovered, used in the form "EU-nuchs."

  The sexual imagery even creeps into a more sophisticated account of American–European differences, in an already influential Policy Review article by Robert Kagan of the Carnegie Endowment for Peace entitled "Power and Weakness."[3] "Americans are from Mars," writes Kagan approvingly, "and Europeans are from Venus"—echoing that famous book about relations between men and women, Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus.

  Not all Europeans are equally bad. The British tend to be regarded as somewhat different and sometimes better. American conservatives often spare the British the opprobrium of being "Europeans" at all—a view with which most British conservatives, still mentally led by Margaret Thatcher, would heartily agree. And Tony Blair, like Thatcher before him, and Churchill before her, is cited in Washington as a shining exception to the European rule.

  The worst abuse is reserved for the French—who, of course, give at least as good as they get. I had not realized how widespread in American popular culture is the old English pastime of French-bashing. "You know, France, we've saved their butt twice and they never do anything for us," Verlin "Bud" Atkinson, a World War II veteran, informed me at the Ameristar casino in Kansas City. Talking to high school and college students in Missouri and Kansas, I encountered a strange folk prejudice: the French, it seems, don't wash . "I felt very dirty a lot," said one college student, recalling her trip to France. "But you were still cleaner than French guys," added another.

  Two prominent American journalists, Thomas Friedman of The New York Times and Joe Klein of The New Yorker, back from extensive book tours around the United States, separately told me that wherever they went they found anti-French sentiment — you would always get a laugh if you made a dig at the French. The Na-tional Review Online editor and self-proclaimed conservative "frog-basher" Jonah Goldberg, who also can be seen on television, has popularized the epithet quoted above, "cheese-eating sur- render monkeys," which first appeared in an episode of The Simpsons.

  Goldberg told me that when he started writing anti-French pieces for National Review in 1998 he found "there was a market for it." French-bashing became, he said, "a shtick."

  Thank you, Timothy.  We'll be hearing more from you later.  Now, we'll be going to the White House for President Bush's address to the nation on the Iraq crisis.

I believe we are entering the last leg of our conversation.  Although formal operational is not the last leg, really, is it, Ken?

  No. It is not.  Not the last; but it's a very important stage.  At this point we are tracing the emergence of a strong rational ego out of its embeddedness in mythic-membership.  Formal operational (fo-mop) awareness transcends but includes concrete operational thought; thus, for-mop can operate upon the holons that constitute con-op -- and that, in fact, is the primary definition of formal operational.  Where concrete operational uses rule of thought to transcend and operate on the concrete world, formal operational uses a new interiority to transcend and operate on the rule of thought themselves.

  So, that's what you were saying about Crossmann.  He was studying the cycles of thought through himself -- he was his own guinea pig.  He was operating on the rules of thought, in fact.

  Yes.  This is a new differentiation allowing a new integration (and a deeper  and wider identity). 

  This sounds a bit dry and abstract.

  Yes, it does, Bill,  But the results are not dry or abstract.  Fo-mop brings with it a new world of feelings, dreams, of wild passions and idealistic strivings.  It is true that rationality introduces a new and more abstract understanding of mathematics, logic, and philosophy, but thos e are all quite secondary to the primary and defining mark of reason: reason is a space of possibilities, possibilities not tied to the obvious, the given, the mundane, the profane.  Reason, we have said earlier, is the great gateway to the unseen, the beginning of the invisible worlds, which is usually the last way people think of rationality.

  I would say so. 

  Think of the great mystics such as  Plato and Pythagoras, who saw rational Forms and Ideas as the grand patterns upon which all of manifestation was based, patterns that were utterly invisible to the eye of flesh and could only be seen interiorly, with the eye of mind.  Or think of the great physicists such as Heisenberg and Jeans, who maintained that the ultimate building blocks of the universe are mathematical Forms, also seen only with the mind's eye.  Or think of the great Vedantin and Mahayana sages, who maintained that the entire visible world is just a precipitate of the mind's inteior Forms or 'seed-syllables'.  For all of these theroists (and many more like them), Reason was not an abstraction from the concrete physical world; rather, the concrete world was a reduction or condensation of the great mental Forms lying beyond the grasp of the senses, Forms which contained en potentia  all possible manifest worlds.

  That doesn't sound so dry and abstract, does it?

  Piaget approached this subject with a simple experiment: a child is presented with five glasses which contain colorless liquids. Three of the glasses contain liquids that, if mixed together, will produce a yellow color. The child is asked to produce a yellow color.  The pre-op child will randomly combine a few glassees, then give up.  If she accidentally hits upon the right solution, she will give a magical explanation ('The sun made it happen' or 'It came from the clouds.')  The con-op child will eagerly begin by combining the various glasses, three at a time. She does this concretely; she will simply continue the concrete mixing unti she hits upon the right solution or eventually gets tired and quits.  The for-mop adolescent will begin by telling you that you have to try all the posswible conbinations of the three glasses.  She has a mental plan or formal operation that lets her see, however vaguely, that all possible combinations have to be tried. she doesn't have to stumble through the actual concrete operations to understand this. Rather, she sees, with the mind's eye, that all possibilities must be taken into account.

  This child has developed a relational type of awareness.

Yes, that's it exactly: all the possible relations that things can have with each other need to be held in awareness -- and this is radically new.   This is not the 'wholeness' of syncretic fusion, where the integrity of wholes and parts is violated ina  magical fusion, but rather a relationship of mutual interaction and mutual interpenetration, where wholes and parts, while remaining pervfectly discrete and intact, are also see to be what they are by virtue of their relationships to each other.  The per-op child, and to a lesser extent the con-op child, thinks that the color yellow is a simple property of the liquids; the for-mop adolescent understands that the color is a relationship of various liquids. And this is revolutionary really.

  You call this the first truly ecological mode of awareness. 

  Yes.  Because it grasps mutual interrelationships.  It is not embedded in ecology (that would be fulcrum 2); it transcends  ecology (without denying it); and, thus, it can reflect on the web of relationships constituting it.  The fact that for-mop is also strong enough, as we have seen, to portentially repress the biosphere, resulting in ecological catastropeh, indicates merely that ecological catastrophe is an unfortunate possibility, but not an inherent component of rationality.  As aalways, we want to tease apart the pathological manifestations of any stage from its  authentic achievements, and celebrate the latter even as we try to redress the former.  The fact that ecological awareness becomes even greater at the next stage, the centauric, should not detract from the fact that it begins here, with the for-mop understnading of mutual relationships; and it does not begin prior to this stage at all (prior to this are syncretic wholes, which sound 'ecological' but actually constitute a certain violence to the integrity of whole/parts).

  This illustrates your disagreements with the Greens and radical environmentalists.

  Yes.

  Your disagreement is based in....

  Their reductionism.  Their desire to carry society back in to an imaginary blissful past.  Their denial of evolution.  Their insistence that evolution is a fall from grace. 

  You say that the second equation -- the first being  formal operational = ecological -- the second equation is formal operational = understanding of relativity.  The capacity to take different perspectives, we saw, begins in earnest with con-op. But with the emergence of for-mop, all the various perspectives can be held in mind, however loosely; and, thus, all of them become relative to each other.  The third equation is: formal operational = non-anthropocentric.

  Man stepping out of the center of the equation.

  In a sense.  The egocentric, geocentric, athropocentric notions of reality, so prevalent in the earlier magic and mythic stages, and so defining of those stages, finally begin to wind down and lose their grip on awareness; and hunmans begin to take their rightful place in the great holarchy of being as one set of wholes that are parts in all sorts of other wholes, with no whole and no part being finally privileged.

  You do not say, obviously, that everything is equal.

  No.

  Your hierarchy leads into the spiritual realms.

  Yes.  Not only does egocentrism, sociocentrism and ethnocentrism begin to wind down with for-mop -- but the rules and norms of any given society can tehemselves be reflected upon and judged by more universal principles, principles that apply not just to this or to that culture, or to this or to that tribe, but to the multiculturalism of universal perspectivism.  Not 'my country right or wrong' but 'is my country actually right?'  Not concrete moral rules such as the Ten Commandments ('Thou shalt have no foreign gods before me' -- intertribal squabbling), but more universal statements, principles of justice and mercy and compassion, of reciprocity and equality, based on mutual respect for individuals and the dictates of conscience bsed on rights (as an autonomous whole) and responsibilities (as a  part of a larger whole): agency and communion, rightss and responsibilities).  Kohlberg, Gilligan and Habermas all refer to this general stage as postconventional (which does not mean postcultural or postsocial, but simply postconformist in some significant ways).  Socrates versus Athens, Martin Luter King, Jr., versus segregation; Gandhi versus cultural imperialism.

  You are speaking here of moral development?

  That's part of it.

  It's more than merely passing in to the anti-universe, one in which one realligns oneself in a counter-culture posture: against the concrete, against the universe?

  Well, there is some of that surely.

  Love of the Ideal; hatred of the Actual?

  Yes, there is some of that.  Moral development moves from a  preconventional orientation, which is strongly egocentric, geocentric, biocentric, narcissistic, bound to the body's separate feelings and nature's impulses (the first three fulcrums), to a conventional or sociocentric or ethnocentric orientation, bound to one's society, culture, tribe or race, to a postconventianal or woldcentric orientation, operating in the space of universal pluralism and global grasp.  For all these reasons, the individual at this stage, who can no longer rely on society's given roles in order to establish an identity, is thus trown back on his or her own inner resources.  'Who am I?' becomes, for the first time, a burning question, and the self-esteem needs emerge from the 'belongingness needs' of Maslow or as a 'conscientious' self emerges from a 'conformist' mode (in Loevinger).  A failure to negotiate this painfully self-conscious phase (fulcrum 5) -- a differentiation from ethnocentrism and sociocentrism -- results in the characteristic pathology of thsi stage, which Erikson called an 'identity crisis'.  This is not a problem of merely finding an appropriate role in society (that would be script pathology): it is one of finding a self that may or may not fit with society at all (Thoreau on civil disobedience comes to mind). 

  Adolexcence, then?

  Yes.  No wonder adolescence and the energence of for-mop is a time of wild passions and explosive idealisms, of fantastic dreaming and heroic urges, of utopian ambitions and revolutionary upsurge, of desires to change the entire world and idealistically straighten it all out, of feelings and emotions unleashed from the merely given and offered -- instead the space of all possibilities, a space through which to roam and rampage with love and passion and wildest terror. And all of this, all of it, comes from being able to see the possibilities of what might be, possibilities seen only with the mind's eye, possibilities that point toward worlds not yet in existence and worlds not yet really seen, the great, great doorway to the invisible and the beyond, as Plato, and Pythagoras, and Shakara, and every mystic worth his or her salt has always, always knonwn.  The higher developments do indeed lie beyond reason, but never, never, beneath it.

  I just hate it when you get so poetic with your language -- usually at the end of every chapter, like you're trying to let yourself fly, to prove you are not mundane and dry and abstract and boringly rational.

  I beg your pardon.

  Isn't this where you launch your attack on Joseph Campbell?

  I wouldn't call it an attack.  People such as Campbell and Jung and Eliade, operating from a widespread access to rationality -- something the originators of myth did not have -- who then read deeply symbolical 'as ifs' into them, and who like to play with myths and use them as analogies and have great good fun with them -- whereas the actual mythic-believers do not play with the myths at all, but take them deadly seriously and refuse in the least to open them to reasonable discourse of any sort of 'as if' at all.

  Your position, as I understand it, is that mytic-membership is, at its heart, an infantile reversion. 

  Yes, for those who have developed the rational, a return to myth is a reversion to the infantile.  For mythic cultures, which have not developed the rational, it is an infantile development -- but not a reversion.

  Of course, Crossmann was influenced by Helena Blavatsky's theosophical ideas which claim that myth is highly meaningful in an esoteric or occult sense but that the vast majority of adherents were and are not able to understand these hidden meanings.  The vast majority took myths lierally.  The initiated priests penetrated more deeply into the secrets of nature and mythology.  You do not agree with this?

  I would put the New Age Movement in the same category of infantile regression.

  You are, I think, in a sense at least, trying to 'rationalize' spirituality -- trying to make a science out of spirituality.  Blavatsky and her new age shadow degrades this intent.  Isn't that true?

  Yes.  One thing theosophy is not, however -- it is not anti-rationality.  The main idea of theosophy is that science and religion or myth and philosophy all are describing the same reality from their unique perspectives and in their specific languages.  Put all threee together and you see the whole picture.  The mytho-poetic movement of Campbell and Robert Bly gets its identity by being anti-reason, anti-science.  They want to go back to a better time.  In fact that time was not so good.  Neither of these men would be at home in the tribal societies they say they admire. 

  They romanticize the past.

  Yes -- which is radically self-delusional.

  And not spiritual?

  The mythological view is not global at all; the mythological view is tribal, ethnocentric by definition.  It was what it was: a level of development that surpassed the most infantile but does not surpass the rational development.

  You are taking on the Sixties view in this.

  As well as fundamental religions.

  You write about the battle of worldviews -- and, as we prepare for a war with a fundamental religious worldview -- this might be interesting to the viewers.

  We have seen that each stage of development transcends and includes, negates and preserves, its predecessor(s), and this shows up in particularly interesting fashion when it comes to the various worlviews themselves.  When we only have access to pre-operational awareness, then the Kosmos appears as magical.  When we have access to concrete operational awareness, then the Kosmos appears as mythical.  When we have access to formal operational, the Kosmos appears rational-scientific (and it can, as a secondary issue, then be reduced to the flatland cosmos; this flatland then makes the previous magic and mythic structures look all that more appealing, a fact exploited by the Romantics.)  With even higher structures, we will see, the Kosmos appears in other and quite different forms.  In each of these transformations or supersessions, notice what is preserved and what is negated.  As magic gives way to mythic, the pre-operational structurs themselves are preserved.  That is, the capacity to form images, symbols, and concepts (the components or holons of pre-op) are all taken up and enfolded in the concrete opeerational mind (as subholons or necessary components).  None of these capacities are lost, but are now simply operated upon by the higher mind.  But the magical worldview is lost, or negated, or dropped altogether (at least as a dominant focus of awareness.)  That is, the pre-op cognitive structures are taken up and preserved in the new cognitive structures of con-op (in a veryh 'friendly' manner as components or subholons of its own being), but the magical worldview is negated and replaced by the mythic worldivew.  Indeed, since they are now mutually exclusive, they become steadfast enemies (they are mutually exclusive because each was constituted by being the exclusive structure).

  Go ahead.  This is getting interesting.

  The mythic worlviews -- which always situate miraculous power in a great Other (gods or goddesses), around which social cohesion can then be built beyond mere blood and kinship ties -- these mythic worldviews are constantly at war with magic, because magic situates miraculous power in a human individual (sorcerer, withch, wsizard), and this regression from sociocentric to egocentric power rightly alarms the mythic worldviews: it is taken, not altogether incorrectly, as a moral regression, from which mythic worldviews have historically devised many ingenious and unpleasant solutions.  Likewise, when formal opeerational awareness emerges, it incorporates and includes the cognitive structures of con-op (its capactiy to form rules, and take roles, and so on); but it actually negates the mythic worldview that is generated when you only have concrete operations.  Rationality preserves, as part of its own being, in a 'friendly' way, the con-op structures (as subholons of its new and higher regime), but it replaces the mythic worldview with the rational worldview; and once again, the two become steadfast enemies.  This is why the Church, beginning around the sixteenth century, was involved in a  war on two fronts: fighting regression to magic; and fighting supersession by science.  The Galileos and the sorcerers were both introductd to the Inquisitor.  And this is why, conversely, science is not only always attempting to further its research, but also constantly battling myths, with their inherent tendencies to dominator-hierarchies, and always under the battle cry of Voltiare: 'Remember the Cruelties (of the Church)!'

  So, you've taken us through the five fulcrums.  What about the next fulcrums? What do you want to say about these?

  Broughton did a study in which he asked children: What or where is your self?  He began with the late pre-op child (magic-mythic) which he calls level zero.  At this stage, children uniformly reply that the self is 'inside' and reality 'outside'.  Thoughts are not distinguished from their objects (still magical adherences; the child has not completed fulcrum three).  At level one, still in the lat pre-op stage, children believe that the self is identified with the physical body, but the mind controls the self and can tell it what do do; so it is the mind that moves the body.  The relation of mind to body is one of authority: the mind is a big persona dnd the body is a little person (that is, mind and body are slowly differentiating).  Likewise, thoughts are distinguished from objects, but there is no distinction between reality and appearance ('naive realism').  Level two occurs at about ages seven to 12 (con-op).  Mind and body are initially differentiated at this level (completion of fulcrum three), and the child speaks of the self as being, not a body, but a person (a social role or persona), fulcrum four); and the person includes both mind and body.  Although thoughts and things are distinguished, there is still a strong personalistic flavor to knowledge (remnants of egocentrism), so facts and personal opinions are not easily differentiated.

  This is very interesting.

  At level three, occurring aroujnd eleven to seventeen years (early form-op), 'the social personality or role is seen as a false outer appearance different from the true inner self.'

  Holden Caulfield, for instance?

  Here we see very clearly the differentiation of the self (the rational ego) from its embeddedness in sociocentric roles -- the emergence of a new interiority or relative autonomy which is aware of, and thus transcends or disidentifies from, overt social roles.  'The self is what the person's nature normally is; it is a kind of essence and remains itself over changes in mental contents.'  Likewise, and for perecisely the same reasons, 'reflective self-awareness appears at this level' (This is fulcrum five, the rational and reflexive ego differentiating from, and thus transcending, sociocentric or mythic-membership roles, with the correlative possibel patholy of 'identity crisis'.  Notice also that the new ego-self is beginning to remain as witness to the stream of mental events, and is not merely carried away by any passing thoughts; the adolescent at this stage reports that something 'remains itself over changes in mental contents.'

  Yes.

  At level four, or late form-op, the person becomes capable of hypothetico-deductive awareness (what if, as if) and reality is conceived in terms of relativity and  interrelationships (eclogy and relativity, in the broadest sense).  The self is viewed as a postulate 'lending unity and integrity to personality, experience and behavior' (this is the 'mature ego').  But, and this is very telling, development can take a cynical turn at this stage.  Instead of being the principle lending unity and integrity to experience and behavior, the self is cimply identified with expereience and behavior.  In the cynical behavioristic turn of this stage, 'the person is a cybernetic system guided to fulfillment of its material wants.  At this level, radical emphasis on seeing everything within a relativistic or subjective frame of reference leaves the person close to a solipsistic position.  For a more transcendental self to emerge, it has first to differentiate from the merely empirical self; and thus we find with Broughton: 'At level five, the self as observer is distinguished from the self-concept as known.'  That is, something resembling a pure observing Self (a transcendental Witness or Atman, Spirit) is beginning to be clearly distinguished from the empirical ego or objective self -- it is a new interiority, a new going within that goes beyond, a new transcendence of the ego we are, of course, calling the 'centaur' (the beginning of fulcrum 6, or the sixth major differentiation that we have seen so far in the development of consciousness).  This is the realm of vision-logic leading to centauric integration, which is why, at this stage, Broughton found that 'relaity is defined by the coherence of the interpretive fremaeork'.  This integrative stage cmes to fruition at Broughton's last major level (late centauric), where 'mind and body are both experiences of an integrated self,' which is the phrase I have most often used to define the centauric or body-mind integrated self.

  Crossmann's 'I am the totality!  I am complete!'

  Yes.  Precisely because awareness has differentiated from an exclusive identification with body, persona, ego and mind, it can now integrate them in a unified fashion, in a new and nigher holon with each of them as junior partners.   Physiosphere, biosphere, noosphere -- exclusively identified with none of them, therefore capable of integrating all of them.  But everything is not sweetness and light with the centaur.  As always, newer and higher capacities bring with them the potential for new and higher pathologies.  As vision-logic adds up all the possibilities given to the mind's eye, it eventually reaches a dismal conclusion: personal life is a brief spark in the cosmic void.  No matter how wonderful it all might be now, we are still going to die; dread, as heidegger said, is the authentic response of the existential (centauric) being, a dread that calls us back from self-forgetting to self-presence, a dread that seizes not this or that part of me (body or persona or ego or mind) but rather the totality of my being-in-the-world.  When I authentically see my life, I see its ending.  I see its death.  A lprofound exstential malaise can set it -- the characteristic pathology of this stage (fulcrum six).  No longer protected by anthropocentric gods and goddesses, reason gone flat in its happy capacity to explain away the Mystery, not yhet delivered into the hands of the superconscious -- we stare out blankly into that dark and gloomy night, which will very shortly swallow us up as surely as it once spat us forth.

  The cynic.  Without faith.

  Yes.

  Death itself.  Desire for death.

  Yes, perhaps.  We have repeatedly seen that the problems of one stage are only 'defused' at the next stage; and, thus, the only cure for existential angst is the transcendence of the existential condition -- that is, the transcendence of the centaur, negating and preserving it in a yet higher and wider awareness.  For we are here beginning to pass out of the noosphere and into the theosphere, into the transpersonal domains, the domains not just of the self-conscious but of the superconscious. 

  God.

  Yes.  But not the God of the magic-mythiccal.

  You argue that.  But Crossmann would say it is like the snake eating its own tail.   His spiritual awakening, which was not a going back to an earlier orthodox religion, did, in fact, go forward to his own re-birth, his next childhood, his re-embrace of the more orthodox religious origins, his Judaic beginnings.  His warrior nature.  That is very clear in his novel.

  Yes.  I understand your point.

  He might say that whether you look at this as a circle or as a tree that goes up and comes down through its body and through its fruit, a kind of mystical addition and subtraction, there is a kind of waxing and waning of consciousness like the waxing and waning of the moon itself.

  Well, this is so for Crossmann.  Because he identifies with the totality.  He agrees to be the Logos, essentially being the light that enters every house, every mansion.  This is not true for everyone.  Most people develop their consciousness to a point and then stay there for a very long time.

  Do you accept the metaphor of the snake swallowing its own tail?

  I like to focus on the discipline and powers of meditation rather than on mythic glyphs drawn from the past. 

Hello, this is Jim Lehrer reporting for PBS.  President Bush is preparing to address the nation tonight and speak of American and British intentions with regard to Iraq's non-compliance with UN resolutions to disarm.  It's pretty clear that the president is going to tell Iraq that time has run out for Saddam Hussein's regime.

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NEW, MIG?  DIEU HUFF EUR ROWING SHOE: TOE NEAT, LEAVE, WORTH MACKERAL CRUISE MING!  GUSTS DO NIGH TIN CLUED JAIN RAVERS, MIRROR ACHE WHORE MOAN, MOSAICAL GUST PAID DEAR GAY BRILL, WORTH DIMMER CRAW TALK PRE-CID DENTAL CUNTER DATE JESUP LIVER MING!  END, OF CURSE, AIM AID MOCK MEN!  WIND DOVE GOD EUR RIEN JAR DEN NILE LOOSEN DO U END STUD OFF JEW SICKER SAME SON NOR K D CORE RAKE!  Eur raffing, Mum!  END DIE CUN RAY FIEF FIE WENT, MIG!  H GIFS SMEE SUM RIDES HAIR, DENT TIT?  MY SONG SAD SOLE MATCH POET TENSE HELL.  GREY DAY STEWED HUNTS, WRATH LEADS, HUN SUM LEAD ACE MEND.  END STODT DAY SMUG PUD DEN MOSH SIN ANDY WEAR PRATES SEND TURK KABOB REVEL LOTIONS SEND REF FUSE TOUR HALF CATS!  Shh, mum!  Eye'll dry do meek hat top dur eur!  U MOCK MANURE IN EUR DOT SORE SOT.  (Sad way hay shell waste sadding are not rat door knot?)  (Know!  Hem reeds!  U no thought!)  (JETS CHOKING, M'ELON!)  God tenny scream sickos sin eur frasier, Melon?  U HUN GRAY, ATE?  Halve a toot that honor scream psycho.  Yen.  DREAM SICKLE, MOOR LILACLY, ATE.  U beasts maid ash swell upender money starry op pinder rat take.  Hollar gulls salve cunner wait.  FELLOW WINGER MANY TRELL?  Play, sure.  Dig out scored wend dieu star tagging 'bout where rend where's helly cravat tie.  Use cored hem muff.  WAKE KIN NEITHER BAYER BAYER GOTT SOAR MAY YORE COD'S EAR MAY OFF THANK EARS.  Wish swell led bay?  WEIGH NUD TALL THANKS?  Wad?  Mig shays sea's shell thinks -- thud dish fined furor hem.  Bed weigher nod gots!  Weigher mower lock, whale lock cock tears...ware plank sum gum mirror.  Eye mebay

Moister Jag Cheer Iraq, worth may jewels honging done, belting het; ton Jog cun plea Dealer Failer Plain; end Mig Rub cun plea Hair Shred Dear; end Mig cun plea Putain; end Rolloff cun ploy....  HAUNTS BLACKS!  Jah.  Rolloff cun see: OH, JAH, WEIGHER MEEKING SUB STANDARD PRICK RESTS ENDEAR SCORCH FUR WEEPINGS OFF MAZE DOZE TRACTIONS -- BED DOOR RACK'S SUB PAIRING DO BEACON MOOR FLACK SOBER DEI BAY DEI.  WEIGH SHED GIFT TAME MER RUN MER DEIS SEBEN WAY NEW DOORER NOD PLING BUYER REELS.  SEND DIEU, MIDGE SURGE IRAQ, U CALM MEN END SEE YULE LOSE EUR FEEDER F MIRROR CAINS, WORTH ANGELS, SAKE EUNUN ARTHUR ROSE SESSION DO PURSE SUPPER TOYED UN A TAG GONE A RAG, JEEP POOR DICING LUCK ROAD DIVE BLOCK COLD CUNT TRICKS SUNDER MIRROR CAUGHT FUR MOLE LOTTERY HERD WAR WAKE END SHOP DO ERROR HACK TRUE SORRY END END CULL LID PACE FAIL CALMER SHELL ACHE WHIP MEANT.  EUR TONE, NIPPLE LAURA ATE!  Yiddish nod furor moan bug cling honest harmer do speak off poise, nest paw?  DEN PETAIN CALMS SIN NEND SEES: Nyet, Nyet, Rosy Ear est snot suppining Sad Dumb Hostings worth male eatery whored war, sud chaise need fashion gargoyles sore sad fenced cunt salt tastings off fad fenced  sad stems do must laid Armor Rigging smeared bumps!  Send Hair Shredder seize: DAS IST NORWAY WEIGHER WELL SPORTER WEIR AVIARY A GUN!  WAY WELL NERVER BAYER GONGER NASTY COIN TRAY MEEKING WARE BAYER GRACE SAVE U N ALL LATERAL LESSEN!  End end whale hear egg straws do marsh sup punned honors treat craying: BUTCHES HISTER!  End: SOD HIM'S SNOT SHOW BED!  End: GOTT PLUS TERROR RIG ASS SIZE!   End end die'll pot dawner liddle bare ray end eye'll see thinks lock: THEY N M MEATS SHARE BANG DRAVEN BOCK FORMER ERROR PART, DEI MERCY NARIES SORE BANG SAID DONE FIAR, DAYEER BANG MUTE OLEATED DEND DARE COMETING SEWER SIGHT HAVEN ASK WEED NOTER SUMMP KINDER SOURCE SENDS TRIPES BANG FLOODED DIN DARE REND OVERT FECES OFF HERR SODOMY END BRUNTS WORTH RAGGY PAPALS SHEARING FUR RILLED G ICE 'BOD LIBRA RATION, 'FRAID DOOM, N DUFF TORCH HAIR REND BREW TELLER RICE CEASING OFF DEAR DIRTY YARSE OFF TORE EAR.  End U, Jock Cough Show Wreck kill see: ID WEND BAYER LEGERE DOUGH MADE CHINTZ OFF POOR LESSER EUR RENT RUINS RECKONS RUCTION END GIFTS LUCRE WRIT DOVE CUNT TRICKS DO HOUR FRENDS SEND RUSH HANDS, FATHERING HOUR NADS WHEEL WIGGOT POWER RE-ROOKIES BUG CONNER FADE!  Ass weak cun chew dumb Mirror Gains end damn Engle Less send dumbs pun yards end Pole Lacks send 'Stray Lens send damn Duds send Vulgarians end dame Ludaveens end Lauder Veins end 'Stony Yens -- whale pod dame mal inner please, ass weed ache cover dead stony off Error Hope penned laid Grade U Rope bug tudor smites off dei mounting tarp of kin, weir way rally bail long!  NERVER TRUDGER MUNG ENTER MORSE TOUCH!  Huddler, Stalling, Leaning, Hosing, Bosch.  BOSCH DENT HALF NEW BRIM.  O.  Ride.  BIRD RUNNELS!  Tomb Shelac!  DRAKE SANDERS SON!  Dig Hell!  HERALD DOUGH RIVER ERROR!  End hale see, drewing wind inner send: FOREST IVISCERING WHALE TEEK COST ROOD; ENDEAR THORED BUD TALONS SWILL DUKE HIRE WEIGH DEN.  SEW, FEW ROOKIES WASHING SANE NUN NUN YULE NEW WHARE DO BAY WEEDING FOREST WORTH EUR ROSING MEAD HARPIE JEEZE ERROR EUR FRIENDS MATE NUE CLEAR WEEPINGS CRATE PLUTO KNEE HYMNS.  Den Melor Putain seize do Shrek: WE NADER GAD TUDOR RUGGIES' ARK HIVES FUROR MERRY KENS DURE!  HORROR WHALE BAY MEET DO LUCK LICHOR SPORTERS OFF HOSING COARSE WEIR MIGGING BALL LIONS SEND BULLIONS OFFICE HISS REGIMENTS.  END DEN TOIBLES WELL BAIT URNED.  DEN WHALE 'PAIR LOCKER BUD GUISE!  Wane eider godder U End din dare do caper Use ow duff pleases dare hats shed nut bay storking!  DEN DAY BEGGING DO SHOD: U N!  U N!  U N!  End Jog Shor Rig beacons to shod: U N U N KIDDING'T BAY PRUDER!  LASSEN NEW END DIE'LL SHARD DO LOITER BRUDER!  (Id of Che heinous say.)  (SCOTCH SHIT, DANE.)  Sew, hoop lays Sodomy Hosing?  GADDER LUCAL GUERRE DO PLEA HEM!  Nary, U main?  WEAR RAZ NARY DEN?  Ran cheesed off tone.  RUBBED ROCKS?  Shh.  Omar Studdif.  WAD?  Yukon calumn Omar Studdif.  French off Jack Clh-Ch-Chere Iraq.  La'iba al-Waladaani -- Tour Bays Blade.  WASH SHE STIGGER ROAR STOCKED?  Bud doled buyer big bog cunt fact.  NUE WANDER HISSER LEVS SUE MARCHES TERROR CHAIRING BROGUEN MENG OVERT POWDERED BAYER DOMINO WAITERS.  SAD HASSIM.  Koran Hellers.  CORING WHOLERS?  Jah. SEW HOOS GONER PLEA CALLING POLE?  Mum?  WAD?  Yukon plea Kelling Pell.  IDE OWNED WATER SEE.  U see, winder fronder Hew Nin Scurry Tea Cunt Sell: LUST NAVE EMBER RATE, THUS KUHN CHILL PUSHED RESALE OCEAN 1441 BUYER EUR NUNNER MOUSE FOWED.  POOR PURSE SOFT RACER ILLUSION WASHED DO DEBTS HARM ERROR HOCK OF WEEPINGS OFF MISS DISHED TRACTION.  IRE WRECK HEAD DULL RUDDY BENT PHONED GAL DAY OFF MUD AERIAL BRIDGE OFF FITS HOBBBLE LIGATIONS TRASHING BUG GIVER SEX DANE PRAY FIESTA RED SOLUTIONS END TWILLED OFF YORES.  Boo.  (Lull booze end gull leery.)  ENDERER POTE END TEET, VULVA PUN (THREWING BUCKISH LUNG, THUG HOAR), SPARKING LOG MOURN OFF RAISON:  Show lettuce sallower Eur Needed Nascence sins pocked doors sur tame may nade furor massing do suck seeds.  Bed lattice, do gooders, pay vigil lend ten hex Missed Ear Blox send Mused Dear Elbow Ruddy do rib part wrecked ululary tudor Con Sell.  Frange, forest spurt, pre paces sun neuter mating gone Merge fort dean add mannished aerial lerval do ass says scissor asian.  Weigh well babel do jew dutcher prock rest daught hose bent maid ten wort ray means dooby dong.  (LEWD APPPLE HAUS FORMER MONEY STARS OFF OLD JERRIER REND SODDEN END SARIAH END ACE HIPPED END ROSIER END CHAR MANY END LABIER END DIE RUN END LIB ANON END SOME ALLEY EAR END CON ADORE END MESSY GOAL END SHINER END ODDERS SAKING DO SLOB MID STORE REED, WADE DEN BLOAT CROSSER PHASE SEND RANDY HAIR RAY PUKED.  LOAD SHEERING.)  Dent wary, Jerk seize do Shredder.  Faye wend molared aerially, we cun bleme riding end lauding honor yankers.  DENT WARY, PETAIN SEIZE DO SHORE WRECK: WE HALVE DO TREE-STORE JAIN NEROS END BUGGER DEAD RIDE NEW, ASS SWAYS PEAK, BREE BARINGER BOTTLE PLANCH DO SUCKER STIR SENDS TRIPES ENDO NOOSE TALLING RATS, DO BORN NAME HENCE LARDER REM BUYER THEW SENSE.  WAY TREENED DARE SURE CREED PLEASE WISH CAPED DULLED SHAT HEM END PURER FUR DEEK AIDS.  WHEEL BORE RAY HOUR BEE LARVAED OLLAS YONDER DUDST END UNDER MOOR LAWS SHARDS.  DENT SEE NODDING DO BUTCH CHOREST COPY NET.  WON THINK: WAY NEEDER PRODUCTER RAGGY HORROR CAVES.  FAME ARROW CANS FINDER ARABIC HIVES DEAL SAY WAVE BENT SAILING CONCH END COMICALS FOUR YORSE,  END VILE LACING OFF HEWED TENSE RACE ILLLUSIONS.  (Shock cun Gayer Heart dun Putain (Mark Shingles Lemon Knocked Torpor Revel Loosings)  loft do gutter, shieking haunts yonderer tape hell.)  SHOCK SEES: Grayer Herd ten nye well meek caught cluer do Dorkie dot maim poor chaps cinder Aid Dieu well nod bay up roofed sheddy hollow Use Sauce tropes do ender Rake end neareth true Tariky.  Lessee see Know do Mere Cunts den whale see Know do U fur men bare ship penned E U.  (TREE MEND LOFF FIN ONANSON.  SHOCKING TENURES:) Satam gods bell yens off dealers sin noil lend neareth then soreth Ear Ache.  Way ple hour courts ride, we gad daught toil.  Effer Merry Cants turk caught to weight form most, whale bay runed.  Weigher logger tree muskrat terse.  Phooey stag do gutter, whale bay ridge ass Gracias.  Fway ladder Yangs sin, whale bay cauter odder day lube.  Win fur oil!  (END PETAIN ENDS RATER RACE PUNNED:) Dung null four wrong!  DIE DENT WINNER BAYER FROCK, MIG!  LAD MAY BAY RENNARD DAMES FELD!  Gore a head.  CHORE.  THUD EST WADDY WARE HARING FOR MOLD ERROR HOPE.  BED WIEGHER HARINGER NODDER STARRY FORMER NUE YEAR UP, DAY RAYBURN COUNT TREES THOUGHT LOAF RATE TEAM MEND SPORTER CO-RELIGION END DOUR DEIS IRE DO LABOR AID IRE ROCKIES.  Dumb bought stores off Feast Earned Rear Rope!  Euv mastered furry could tame do caper moths hut!  Few wander toe cut enter day won deer rust E U judah bitter laren do fellowed dare late off Frends, cain off Fold Air Rape!  (F weigh day feeder U S sender U N whale turk cover Arab pend bayer grade cunt tree gained, leak weigh wear enter lost sin jerry.)  (WAD BOOT TUSH?)  (Hour rook chase end Poor Us end Perling end Mush Cow kid b ay laters do jell lung Amor off Core -- whale bayer grade cunter wade tourer Eur Rest.)  (TELL LAME HORROR.)  (More Arrow Core ist liker Choose raily -- a papal off egg salliant elides, bed wig, purely red U creeded muddled glasses.  Day cure mirror 'bought many, mod terrier lessons.  Log Jures, dare....whale real litigous.  Day dent halve wet way halve fin Air Help.  Pare sophist too greeded error stock crow see.  Mirror Cure's Wake.  Kenner nascents off man grills.  Day dent halver braiding way halve fin Heir Harp.)  (A CREED.)  (A creed.)  Lassen: Heeeeeere's Jars Said!  SHH!  EYE

WANDER HAIR THUS!  Durining end during ender whitening shire.  Rare fulcrum cain nod hairer fulcrumer.  Old thinks fold up art.  Dear scenter clog nod wholed.  SHED DENTER PULP BAY CUNT TEMPTING ELD PRATES BOGGERING INNER SENT BAYS ADD LAYEST TEST TARD ASS HAY'S CLAN DAMNING HOUR TROPES FOYER INVEIGLING 'RUG TOUR FRAY EAR ROCKIES?  Eye well nod toll erate eur seeing nunny thank bought tub out hours peer ritual later, Jog!  M'ELON: EYE'M NODE CAUDER LICK!  Done dape weigher owl Gother luck's, Jick!  WASH SHIT ZONED?  Dare cramming bug!  Demons reeders!  Weigh shed gad sum guzzle lane, ged done nulled rat rack former Send Clear gauze stay send -- end meeker Miller Tough Cock Deal do end framer sins off flout race!  TRAPPER TIN GULLION CUN WORTHER LID FEWS SAWN TAPPER HAT OFF RUM SEE CLERK CORE JAIN FONDLER ERR FOOD BUSTERED REAR SO SOWN SURRENDERING ERROR RUNNY DAME MUDDER LOW BARREL PUSSY FIRSTS SEND WHALE RAILLY STORED DOOR RIVER LACING ENDERS TREATS ENDERS TREATS!  M peach Mording Sheen!  M peach Mording Sheen!  (EVER WON ENDEAR ROME BEGGINGS HODDING, SEEPED M'ELON, WHORE SHAYS, SODDENLY:) Eye yell weeds lie cad Morden Chain.  Spatially sins hein nulled Sissy Space Sick stored end Bought Lent.  'Maim bare dot chew, Mig?  (BED MIG GUST SHODDING:) Limp Each More Tense Seen!  DONUT GORE GADDING GALL FRENATIC CON MAY NEW, MIG!  U GOOD SUM KINDLER FOYER BARNING END EUR GOD, NUE!  SMAKING EUR RICE DURN NULL BLOG GUN IDEA HOLLAR TRASH!  MEEKING MACE CARED!  Dime fur year do goader bad, mum!  Haunt may daughter mode!  CUNT OFF FIT!  EUR NOD RUDDY TUBEY ERR MUNG YAD!  EUR JEST SEW BUY!  Shh.  Hair clams double U.  GAD RUDDY FUROR CHOW DOWN!  Hour french chin Porous send Bon Bon mist bays queer mink!  SHH!  SHORER MENDER LIDDLE REST PUCK!

Lugs could!  Hen sum main!  U SPIGGING FUROR SHELF?  ERR FUR PAY HEIRER M BACK CURER DEISTS?  Mice elf.  HUR EST CUNNER PLEA JOG STRAW MUNG?  Where naval stubs saney thank!  PUD TOPPER RAWSTA NAM DOD WEAKENING HOLE TOP PAN DROB!  Upper rat chick?  LASSEN (Putain nest stalking:) ICON GIFT U SOUL FIST TO GATED JAMMERS DO CUNT FUSER LEGERE ENDY'S MORT BUMPS!  ICON GIFT DIEU NUMBS SEND OUT DRESSES OFF ASS SESSIONS WHORE CUN MORTAR YINNY PARSON INNER WORST!  Dent dieu fail gilled E kelling odder waster nears wind dieu do R wed senders all sore?  NOD YET.  (Hearse plating So Damned?)  (WIG HAIR?)  Mig.  Cun U plea duel rules?  GAB MATEYS NEMES, SEND DIAL GORE FEW BALL YENS END DOYLE CORING DREGS.  Wish winner U decking do?  PETAIN, OFF CURES.  Wed to boot ole Hints Placques?  HANCE!  WANE KNEED DIEU WAN SEGUND BAITS -- FIR RENT OR FEUD!  Icon spick fuhr Blacks!  JOCK?  JOCK'S IRAQ?  Huns dude wed die sate.  HAY WALNUT FINED SEBBED TWAT TIE WEDGE CHUM DO FIEND?  Be an sewer.  JAH.  See: TOE TELL ELF.  TRUE TOLL FIE NULL ELF.    End, wed fur U?  MUCH CHINE ARRAY.  Forest!  Bed wet true brood, U!  Water U aft here?  Soddish fucked yen fur moor juice gilled?  DONUT SPOOK END SURGERY, SODOMY!  ELD FROMMED!  HAIR SHREDDER WITCHES FUHR JUD STAS!  NODDING MOOR!  End water Rosians?  CAPER PRISE SHOVE FOIL HEIL!  WANE HEED CUB PODAL.  SAME PULL THINK!  DIE WEDEST HASH LAID OZ DONE!  Ahh, vonder vogel.  NUE: U MESS SUNDER STRAND MAY!  MIKE WEST S NOD FUR IDYLL LULL AGREE!  WAVE BEND POISSONED BUYER DICK TRAIN.  EYE SAKER POCK MAYTAG.  Shh.  U bees sore bearing.  MUM!  DO BAD!  END GIFT MAY THOUGHT SWISHER!  NUE!  (Ates gnashes row meat odder M'Elon's hens. 

My fellow citizens, events in Iraq have now reached the final days of decision.

  For more than a decade, the United States and other nations have pursued patient and honorable efforts to disarm the Iraqi regime without war. That regime pledged to reveal and destroy all of its weapons of mass destruction as a condition for ending the Persian Gulf War in 1991.

  Since then, the world has engaged in 12 years of diplomacy. We have passed more than a dozen resolutions in the United Nations Security Council. We have sent hundreds of weapons inspectors to oversee the disarmament of Iraq.

  Our good faith has not been returned. The Iraqi regime has used diplomacy as a ploy to gain time and advantage. It has uniformly defied Security Council resolutions demanding full disarmament.

  Over the years, U.N. weapons inspectors have been threatened by Iraqi officials, electronically bugged and systematically deceived. Peaceful efforts to disarm the Iraq regime have failed again and again because we are not dealing with peaceful men.

  Intelligence gathered by this and other governments leaves no doubt that the Iraq regime continues to possess and conceal some of the most lethal weapons ever devised. This regime has already used weapons of mass destruction against Iraq's neighbors and against Iraq's people.

  The regime has a history of reckless aggression in the Middle East. It has a deep hatred of America and our friends and it has aided, trained and harbored terrorists, including operatives of Al Qaeda. The danger is clear: Using chemical, biological or, one day, nuclear weapons obtained with the help of Iraq, the terrorists could fulfill their stated ambitions and kill thousands or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country or any other.

  The United States and other nations did nothing to deserve or invite this threat, but we will do everything to defeat it. Instead of drifting along toward tragedy, we will set a course toward safety.

  Before the day of horror can come, before it is too late to act, this danger will be removed.

 

My fellow citizens, events in Iraq have now reached the final days of decision.

  For more than a decade, the United States and other nations have pursued patient and honorable efforts to disarm the Iraqi regime without war. That regime pledged to reveal and destroy all of its weapons of mass destruction as a condition for ending the Persian Gulf War in 1991.

  Since then, the world has engaged in 12 years of diplomacy. We have passed more than a dozen resolutions in the United Nations Security Council. We have sent hundreds of weapons inspectors to oversee the disarmament of Iraq.

  Our good faith has not been returned. The Iraqi regime has used diplomacy as a ploy to gain time and advantage. It has uniformly defied Security Council resolutions demanding full disarmament.

  Over the years, U.N. weapons inspectors have been threatened by Iraqi officials, electronically bugged and systematically deceived. Peaceful efforts to disarm the Iraq regime have failed again and again because we are not dealing with peaceful men.

  Intelligence gathered by this and other governments leaves no doubt that the Iraq regime continues to possess and conceal some of the most lethal weapons ever devised. This regime has already used weapons of mass destruction against Iraq's neighbors and against Iraq's people.

  The regime has a history of reckless aggression in the Middle East. It has a deep hatred of America and our friends and it has aided, trained and harbored terrorists, including operatives of Al Qaeda. The danger is clear: Using chemical, biological or, one day, nuclear weapons obtained with the help of Iraq, the terrorists could fulfill their stated ambitions and kill thousands or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country or any other.

  The United States and other nations did nothing to deserve or invite this threat, but we will do everything to defeat it. Instead of drifting along toward tragedy, we will set a course toward safety.

  Before the day of horror can come, before it is too late to act, this danger will be removed.

 

My fellow citizens, events in Iraq have now reached the final days of decision.

  For more than a decade, the United States and other nations have pursued patient and honorable efforts to disarm the Iraqi regime without war. That regime pledged to reveal and destroy all of its weapons of mass destruction as a condition for ending the Persian Gulf War in 1991.

  Since then, the world has engaged in 12 years of diplomacy. We have passed more than a dozen resolutions in the United Nations Security Council. We have sent hundreds of weapons inspectors to oversee the disarmament of Iraq.

  Our good faith has not been returned. The Iraqi regime has used diplomacy as a ploy to gain time and advantage. It has uniformly defied Security Council resolutions demanding full disarmament.

  Over the years, U.N. weapons inspectors have been threatened by Iraqi officials, electronically bugged and systematically deceived. Peaceful efforts to disarm the Iraq regime have failed again and again because we are not dealing with peaceful men.

  Intelligence gathered by this and other governments leaves no doubt that the Iraq regime continues to possess and conceal some of the most lethal weapons ever devised. This regime has already used weapons of mass destruction against Iraq's neighbors and against Iraq's people.

  The regime has a history of reckless aggression in the Middle East. It has a deep hatred of America and our friends and it has aided, trained and harbored terrorists, including operatives of Al Qaeda. The danger is clear: Using chemical, biological or, one day, nuclear weapons obtained with the help of Iraq, the terrorists could fulfill their stated ambitions and kill thousands or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country or any other.

  The United States and other nations did nothing to deserve or invite this threat, but we will do everything to defeat it. Instead of drifting along toward tragedy, we will set a course toward safety.

  Before the day of horror can come, before it is too late to act, this danger will be removed.

Grilling do Mig.)  WAY DEN NAYED TRAY HOLE WISE GABBING SAME CHAIN HELL.  DO BAD, MOME!  (RATCHET GAINER DUE.)  (Ailing rices; send mulves outter rome do bait traum.)  NIDE.  Neighed, morm.  NIGH DATE.  Need, Malm.  ROLLOFF: POOZLE LICKING GOD?  Jah.  Bayed dawn schoen.  BIRCHES GUARDING.  (Mum endo talkness.)  DIE DRUM TOY TONG.  'Frayed do luck?  Eh?  LOSENGE DO BUCH -- BUTCH.  HAY'LL TOLL LIEU WAR DO

The United States of America has the sovereign authority to use force in assuring its own national security. That duty falls to me as commander of chief by the oath I have sworn, by the oath I will keep. Recognizing the threat to our country, the United States Congress voted overwhelmingly last year to support the use of force against Iraq.

  America tried to work with the United Nations to address this threat because we wanted to resolve the issue peacefully. We believe in the mission of the United Nations.

  One reason the U.N. was founded after the Second World War was to confront aggressive dictators actively and early, before they can attack the innocent and destroy the peace.

  In the case of Iraq, the Security Council did act in the early 1990s. Under Resolutions 678 and 687, both still in effect, the United States and our allies are authorized to use force in ridding Iraq of weapons of mass destruction. This is not a question of authority, it is a question of will.

  Last September, I went to the U.N. General Assembly and urged the nations of the world to unite and bring an end to this danger. On November 8th, the Security Council unanimously passed Resolution 1441, finding Iraq in material breach of its obligations and vowing serious consequences if Iraq did not fully and immediately disarm.

  Today, no nation can possibly claim that Iraq has disarmed. And it will not disarm so long as Saddam Hussein holds power.

  For the last four and a half months, the United States and our allies have worked within the Security Council to enforce that council's longstanding demands. Yet some permanent members of the Security Council have publicly announced that they will veto any resolution that compels the disarmament of Iraq. These governments share our assessment of the danger, but not our resolve to meet it.

  Many nations, however, do have the resolve and fortitude to act against this threat to peace, and a broad coalition is now gathering to enforce the just demands of the world.

  The United Nations Security Council has not lived up to its responsibilities, so we will rise to ours. In recent days, some governments in the Middle East have been doing their part. They have delivered public and private messages urging the dictator to leave Iraq so that disarmament can proceed peacefully.

  He has thus far refused.

  All the decades of deceit and cruelty have now reached an end. Saddam Hussein and his sons must leave Iraq within 48 hours. Their refusal to do so will result in military conflict commenced at a time of our choosing.

  For their own safety, all foreign nationals, including journalists and inspectors, should leave Iraq immediately.

  Many Iraqis can hear me tonight in a translated radio broadcast, and I have a message for them: If we must begin a military campaign, it will be directed against the lawless men who rule your country and not against you.

  As our coalition takes away their power, we will deliver the food and medicine you need. We will tear down the apparatus of terror and we will help you to build a new Iraq that is prosperous and free.

  In free Iraq there will be no more wars of aggression against your neighbors, no more poison factories, no more executions of dissidents, no more torture chambers and rape rooms.

  The tyrant will soon be gone. The day of your liberation is near.

  It is too late for Saddam Hussein to remain in power. It is not too late for the Iraq military to act with honor and protect your country, by permitting the peaceful entry of coalition forces to eliminate weapons of mass destruction. Our forces will give Iraqi military units clear instructions on actions they can take to avoid being attack and destroyed.

  I urge every member of the Iraqi military and intelligence services: If war comes, do not fight for a dying regime that is not worth your own life.

  And all Iraqi military and civilian personnel should listen carefully to this warning: In any conflict, your fate will depend on your actions. Do not destroy oil wells, a source of wealth that belongs to the Iraqi people. Do not obey any command to use weapons of mass destruction against anyone, including the Iraqi people. War crimes will be prosecuted, war criminals will be punished and it will be no defense to say, "I was just following orders." Should Saddam Hussein choose confrontation, the American people can know that every measure has been taken to avoid war and every measure will be taken to win it.

  Americans understand the costs of conflict because we have paid them in the past. War has no certainty except the certainty of sacrifice.

  Yet the only way to reduce the harm and duration of war is to apply the full force and might of our military, and we are prepared to do so.

  If Saddam Hussein attempts to cling to power, he will remain a deadly foe until the end.

  In desperation, he and terrorist groups might try to conduct terrorist operations against the American people and our friends. These attacks are not inevitable. They are, however, possible.

  And this very fact underscores the reason we cannot live under the threat of blackmail. The terrorist threat to America and the world will be diminished the moment that Saddam Hussein is disarmed. Our government is on heightened watch against these dangers. Just as we are preparing to ensure victory in Iraq, we are taking further actions to protect our homeland.

  In recent days, American authorities have expelled from the country certain individuals with ties to Iraqi intelligence services.

  Among other measures, I have directed additional security at our airports and increased Coast Guard patrols of major seaports. The Department of Homeland Security is working closely with the nation's governors to increase armed security at critical facilities across America.

  Should enemies strike our country, they would be attempting to shift our attention with panic and weaken our morale with fear. In this, they would fail.

  No act of theirs can alter the course or shake the resolve of this country. We are a peaceful people, yet we are not a fragile people. And we will not be intimidated by thugs and killers.

  If our enemies dare to strike us, they and all who have aided them will face fearful consequences.

  We are now acting because the risks of inaction would be far greater. In one year, or five years, the power of Iraq to inflict harm on all free nations would be multiplied many times over. With these capabilities, Saddam Hussein and his terrorist allies could choose the moment of deadly conflict when they are strongest. We choose to meet that threat now where it arises, before it can appear suddenly in our skies and cities.

  The cause of peace requires all free nations to recognize new and undeniable realities. In the 20th century, some chose to appease murderous dictators whose threats were allowed to grow into genocide and global war.

  In this century, when evil men plot chemical, biological and nuclear terror, a policy of appeasement could bring destruction of a kind never before seen on this earth. Terrorists and terrorist states do not reveal these threats with fair notice in formal declarations.

  And responding to such enemies only after they have struck first is not self defense. It is suicide. The security of the world requires disarming Saddam Hussein now.

  As we enforce the just demands of the world, we will also honor the deepest commitments of our country. Unlike Saddam Hussein, we believe the Iraqi people are deserving and capable of human liberty, and when the dictator has departed, they can set an example to all the Middle East of a vital and peaceful and self-governing nation.

  The United States with other countries will work to advance liberty and peace in that region. Our goal will not be achieved overnight, but it can come over time. The power and appeal of human liberty is felt in every life and every land, and the greatest power of freedom is to overcome hatred and violence, and turn the creative gifts of men and women to the pursuits of peace. That is the future we choose.

  Free nations have a duty to defend our people by uniting against the violent, and tonight, as we have done before, America and our allies accept that responsibility.

  Good night, and may God continue to bless America.

 

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