The supply of money in the US public pot for beneficial use is increasingly limited. As a pretty solid rule, politicians are there to prevent solving any real problems that would tax their wealthy sponsors. (That’s why the real problems of health care, for instance, never get solved.) All manner of cute mechanisms are in fact operating instead to siphon the money you earn upward to the real rulers. (Which is why, in the richest country ever, you and probably most everyone you know forever struggle financially just to survive.
At the global level, the motivation for contrived events (and virtually all are of the category) is further perfection of control for the real people who run the scam. On the national level, it’s money.
As one instance among dozens or hundreds, many people have wondered what’s the use of hanging on pathetically in Afghanistan for so long. Perhaps the most truthful answer is opium. Under control of the Taliban, poppy production in the country was all but eliminated. Come the US resurgence and selective occupation, and opium-growing skyrocketed, year after year after year. Local growers and marketers realize next to nothing for their efforts.: it’s the foreign (read American and Allied) spot buyers and middlemen who jack up the price in the refinement process by a thousand, five-thousand, a hundred-thousand per cent, laundering the take in the Caribbean.
And how slick and successful in the retail? Well, how many deprived kids and working-class adults die of opiate habits per annum in Appalachia, northern New England, the Midwest? Blood money turns as by magic into great walled estates, fleets of quarter-of-a-million-dollar sports cars, small and not so small ships. All of which are glamorized. And who calls the shots – literally? Well, they surely wouldn’t kill thousands (read millions) of their own people, would they?
There’s blood money, running into the trillions, from deals abroad. The rulers of the US are war addicts; the people who aren’t rulers, not so much – despite the rulers’ best efforts.
Enemies coming up like ducks on a conveyor belt can, if need be, be drawn by name out of a hat and pretexts galore found. Little does it matter who or why. (Though, in fact, a bigger enemy like Russia or China might just offer larger bounties, added opportunities for rebuilding from nuke contamination, etc.) And each time, the “enemies” are simply incredulous.
Invasion begins, often by proxies purposefully indistinguishable from the “enemies” Even so, your taxes pay the salaries, services, equipment, munitions, bombs, veterans’ care, interest on borrowed funds, and at exorbitant, wildly inflated rates, keeping you beholden to them for credit or skimpy “entitlements”. Your earnings are siphoned upward to the rulers’ accounts. Virtually no one dies here as a direct result (except veterans driven to suicide), unlike the case of the poppies, where the link and motive haven’t become so obvious — and we still think of the poppies in Flanders Field. But, when American dying and the walking dead condition as grave proliferate, it’s that same superfluous segment – who were supposed to shut up and salute at election time but didn’t – that always pays the brunt.
By rights, the high walls protecting the gaudy mausoleums warehousing the rulers and the secret productions of their breakaway civilization should be blasted down on their necks by the sound of the trump and the peasants, which is the very fear that fuels the elite’s whole ludicrous hating and lying industry. Though the rights don’t always win out. Stay tuned.