Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #25 The joys of low bidding…

Dear Don1001,

The CIA hired contract killers from Blackwater to liquidate top members of

Al Qaeda. This top-secret program cost the U.S. agency millions of dollars and was supposedly was shut down after being deemed ineffectual.

That little tidbit hit the wires, my retired brothers went ape shit. Donnie, do you know how many Black Op guys that were good, real good, that are now a chief of security at a mall and then we see these rich kids fucking things up for true professionals. Sorry son, just because you and you’re old man gave a lot money to the Right Wing Cabal doesn’t mean much, when the situation you’re in, has gone weird, quick. Hell, most of Blackwater’s people are from places like the French Foreign Legion, which are from friggin' everywhere. A former child molester with a bad temper, no problem, you’re hired. You pay peanuts and you get monkeys. Esprit de Corp – What the Hell does that mean, now? I’m getting real high and real pissed off, this incompetent bunch of motherfuckers are starting to get on my nerves and these posers deserve to die. I walked away from the “Life” and now may be its time to return. Jesus, did I really just write that? Shit, I’m tweaked. But don’t you hate to see things done badly? I mean how much longer are the amateurs going to keep running things? There were lot of things, back in the day, that use to drive me up the fucking wall, but everyone knew the rules. There was a bar, a certain level of expertise and if you didn’t have it, you need not apply. Now, nobody wants to pay their dues. I know, I sound like the crazy old dude, but once, you had to learn your craft, before you got keys to the “Porsche”. When we had collateral damage, the civilian deaths were “baked into the cake”. We knew there was there going to be some “seepage” when it came to civilian deaths, but the target justified it. Now, my drone took out a Wedding party because they were they firing their AK 47s to celebrate, oh, my bad. Seriously, I feel real bad about this, especially since that tribe was actually helping us. We’ll give them some money. Then later the Agency will wonder why these people hate our guts and end up supporting the Taliban. Good people are worth every penny they’re paid.  Theoretically, there will be a time when the pendulum swings back towards quality and expertise, but until then, we live in a low-resolution world.

                                                                              Brother Gregory

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Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #24 I miss Dick...

Dear Don1001,

The Central Intelligence Agency kept a counterterrorism project secret from Congress for eight years, following the orders from vice president Dick Cheney.

    When this little item was posted on the boards I had two thoughts. My first thought, God I miss Dick Cheney, man of darkness. Yes, I’ll have to admit, he is a perfect Son of a Bitch, but he is our Son of a Bitch. Dick genuinely scared the shit out of the rest of the World. When our diplomats went into negotiate, they could stare across a table and state truthfully “Look! You better play ball, because the guy I work for is a loose canon, seriously, he might have you nuked.” I guarantee that if Dubya had let Dick get anywhere near those codes for the Nuclear Warheads, Iran would resemble an ashtray. Dick Cheney’s hardcore fatalistic worldview made many a world leader think to himself “Oh my God this motherfucker is really crazy.” That sort of reaction by the masses, my friend, gets you rabid followers and a wide berth through life, until you pop an artery or someone pops a cap into your ass. So I miss Dick, but don’t worry the former Vice President is laying low, getting another heart/soul transplant that will breath new life into him for that third and final act.

     Now onto my second thought, If that didn’t make Obama want to get a personal food taster, I don’t know what would. It takes five months before his boy Panetta finds a “Shadow” project in his CIA? Just how many of these projects are there in the military, NSA and the CIA and who runs them? And does the Intelligence Community really approve of a President Obama? Kennedy never really got along with the CIA “Cowboys”. It was the “Cowboys” (an inner clique of the original CIA) who planned the Bay of Pigs and were pissed because JFK pulled the plug on the mission with some of the “Cowboys” still on the beach. So what happens a few months later? JFK gets taken out in Dallas. Coincidence, maybe, probably not, best not to say anything. But if I were Obama I’d be finding out real quick. Let me see what former President was the head of the CIA? Why I think it was George Bush, Senior. It seems to me that few lunches with the former President wouldn’t be a bad idea that and a food-taster. I think Obama is starting to realize that he's riding the back of a tiger and if he ever falls off, the tiger will eat him. I got a new batch of poppies to harvest tonight and may be a few days before I post again. I think it may be time to howl at the Moon, tonight and maybe the next couple of nights. 

                       Thank God for concrete, Brother Gregory

                        

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Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #23 Sarah and her sense of Independence...

Dear Don1001,

It’s going on two years since Ms. Palin declared her independence from elected office. Yes, that folksy Alaskan governor that captivated a nation by going maverick went over the wall. What’s more rogue than resigning from office for more money and more adulation, than Alaska could ever have provided? Actually it’s not very rogue at all, it makes a Hell of a lot of sense. Have you ever been to Alaska? Not the Cruise Ship Alaska, but the real mind numbing cold with world class boredom Alaska that makes it the least populated state in the Union, that Alaska? So unless you’re Jack London, that tundra and sled dog shit gets old, real quick. It’s proven fact, that extreme cold flattens your EEG. Well, if it’s not a fact, it should be. Anyway, her resignation meant that Wasilla will be only a "home" base. Who knows where Ms. Palin and family will be headed, because anywhere will be a cultural bastion compared to the “Great White North. It could be New York or LA, but don’t be surprised if Sarah finally ends up in Nashville. There Sarah could cut a Country album and continue to write more memoirs. Remember Joe the plumber? Joe went to Nashville and recorded a country album paid for by Aaron Tippin (a true American). So why not Nashville, why not Sarah? And what better way to connect with “Real” America than being in the “Heartland of America”, negotiating a record deal and a Book. It’s a time-honored tradition in contemporary culture, to cash in, by having a ghost written book and a Country Album made possible by Pro-Tools, (the computer program that can enable you to sing like an angel). Then you can go on Oprah’s Show and make out like a fat rat. After that, you can afford to hang out in Hawaii, smoking baseball bat sized joints of Presidential Kush, while Todd rubs cocoa butter all over your bronze body. Yes, when you’re flush, you no longer have to get your tan from a machine, no matter what time of year, it is. Speaking of “First Dude”, does anyone else wonder when there will be a “Second Dude”? High Octane male politicians have women on the side, it seems that equality calls for Ms. Palin to have her own “Personal Trainer”. Out there on the road it’s hard to stay in shape, what better way than a “Deep Tissue Massage” administered by a young talented trainer. And nothing says power, like using people the people that work for you, as sexual playthings. The World is Sarah's oyster now and the future for Ms. Palin is unlimited. Who knows the stars, but I have a feeling that our paths will cross. Ms. Palin has a certain sexual je ne sais quoi that is intriguing, especially when you’ve been living in a bunker for months.

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Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #22 Sarah and NCOs...

Dear Don1001,

On June 14, 2009 then Alaska Governor Sarah Palin declared it “Day of the  Non-Commissioned Officer.” Ms. Palin can relate to NCOs, Sarah didn’t get to go to officer’s school, either. The former Governor got to where she is, with pluck and guile, not her “connections”. When she was asked if she wanted to be the V.P. candidate, she said bring it, not “I have to think about it or pray about it”. Sarah went for it, with no fear. A lot of people would have said time-out, I have to call my significant other or call their Rabbi, something to digest the moment, not Ms. Palin, it was Carpe Diem, Motherfucker. The difference between mediocrity and greatness is seeing an opportunity and grabbing it by the throat then choking it until it gives what you want. No one asked Stalin if he was smart enough or if he went to the right schools, more than once. Power isn’t about a resume or a pedigree. It’s an exercise in focused, kinetic energy that changes the status quo. Power is the ability to get a lot people to show up at certain place, at a certain time and then get these people geeked up enough to do anything you want. George Wallace never killed anyone, he never had to ask, other people understood what needed to be done, and did it for George. It’s hard to say if Ms. Palin has that sort of mojo but whatever you do, don’t underestimate this woman. Our modern day “Cassius”, has a lean and hungry look, and who knows that better than John McCain. Sarah came to praise John and ended up with the hard line Christian conservatives, doing to the aging Vietnam Vet, what the Roman Senators did to Caesar, but this time it was done by thousands of paper-cuts that ended up bleeding his presidential quest and political career to death. All the while Sarah stood beside John, she was smiling, knowing that the crowds were there to see her, not a quasi-conservative that got bogged by down by the facts and the need to actually govern the country. The country had finally found its’ “Stephen Colbert candidate”, a woman that went with her gut with no introspection or doubt. All because of an old man’s libido, “One of the little People” got to run for the second highest office in the land. And once Sarah got her chance at fame and fortune, she would not go gently into the night. Sarah will not dodge any opportunity to make more money or her more famous. So it’s not ironic, that “Caribou Barbie” scares the shit out of a huge amount of people in rural and small town America. In small towns, they know you that the last person you want running the country is Joe sixpack at the end of the bar. There’s a reason that a bar stool knows the contours of that man’s “glute’s” and why he’s not running for higher office. Sometimes the profit is scorned in their own village, but when they knew her, she was a small town mayor. I have a feeling that Sarah won’t be staying on the farm long because once you’ve been to LA and got silk “undies”, it’s hard to go back to flannel. So will Sarah remember her roots and her non-com ways? So we shall see if the real Ms. Palin is an Officer or a Non-Com. Personally I have fond feelings towards Non Commissioned Officers, most of my uncles were “lifers” and all were NCOs, I asked my Uncle Bob, if he had wished he’d gone to officer’s school. He answered, “Why would you want to be an officer?”

           Why, indeed, Brother Gregory

                                          
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Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #40 In The Red Zone…

Dear Don1001,

After hacking into the satellite that has all of feeds for the Super Bowl game, I’m nine hours into a full-fledged professional football-watching binge and the big game is still 24 hours away. I’ve never experienced such total access to so much needless information, in real time. It is fucking awesome and I’m not that into football or maybe it’s the friggin Khat, but the ability to have every aspect of the game that might be anywhere near interesting from almost everybody, is like channel surfing on steroids. At one point, on one sports channel they were simulating six  different  potential Super Bowl games like  it was covered by the “Red Zone”, I’m not sure what that really means, but it was fucking cool. I can’t really describe it, going from one game to another as shit is about to happen with no down time in between plays, its like playing multiple games of John Madden NFL at the same time. About three hours into to this sensory overload, the video had become the retina of my mind’s eye and there ceased to be an awareness of my physicality as I’ve become one with the flat screen. As I watched, I was totally unaware of my brain telling my hand to change feeds, or to keep ingesting the substances that enabled me to maintain the perfect chemical equilibrium needed to stay in the “Zone” for hours. Athletes talk about the ability to slow down time and see things before they happen; I now know what they mean. I’m not sure when it happened, but by intuition, I began to know what game was being switched to, as a big play was about to happen. From bone jarring tackle to big runs, full tilt testosterone, mano a mano, no estrogen need apply.  It was 100% pure American choreographed violence with no cute female sideline reporters or cheerleaders. If you want to see eye-candy cute female reporters and cheerleaders, rent a porno, it does not enhance the football viewing experience. Men watch football to see whose balls are bigger. I knocked you down so I’m the dominant male. It may seem frivolous to females but men need to know their place in the pack not by intellect but by physical ability. If you’re trying to take down a 500-pound wild boar with spears, you have to know what the next man’s got and that you can depend on him. Football is our modern equivalent of an ancient hunt for big game. These men bond by learning each other’s strengths and that if they slip a little that someone has their back. Because of this, they will literally risk being crippled for life in order to be there for their football brothers. It is why a Marine will sprint across fifty yards of open field under fire to pickup a wounded fellow Marine and die in the process. It is not rational but it is why, as a species, we still exist. So maybe my football orgy is encoded in my DNA and that I have little or no say with my fascination with watching steroid crazed individuals crashing against each other, I don't know, but I know must dig deep and "finish hard" while watching the last day of coverage leading up the “Game” and eat large amounts of meat.

                                   Going deep, Brother Gregory

                                
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Brother Gregory "The Bunker Letters" #21 Ich bin ein Deutscher…

   Dear Don1001,

Today marks the 60^th anniversary of the modern German Republic, my homeland. Thanks to Hitler and Stalin, I was born during a blizzard at midnight in the 10^th Army hospital outside of Wurtzburg, West Germany, at the height of the Cold War. And since I’m half German, I can say this, the Germans are some of smartest, coldest, ruthlessly efficient people on the Earth. Exhibit A – Nazi Germany fused free market Capitalism and genocide (The Final Solution was bid out) for profit. So even after fifty years of peace, every time the Germans flex their muscles the French, British and Russians try to keep from soiling themselves. But genetically, the Germans are in state of arrested development. The Nazis were trying to breed a Master Race by inbreeding, they had it ass backwards. Ask any farmer; the best performing crops are hybrids. And who has the most diverse gene pool in the World? USA… USA… USA… That’s right, the people of America better start embracing the Darwinian notion that only the strong and smart should reproduce, especially if we want our next generation to dominate the World. So we better start crossbreeding now, or we’re history, literally. Think about it, right now, who is the smartest guy in the room? Barack Obama, love or hate him, he’s smarter, faster, more even tempered and has a better jump shot than you or I do. Obama is a Kansas/Nigerian Hybrid. If you think about it, everywhere you look in sports, finance or politics multiracial people are starting to dominate, not because it’s topical, they’re superior. Multiracial is a politically correct way of saying hybrid. And America has infinite possibilities when it comes to human hybrids, German-Mexican, French-Thai, Afghani-Thai (no that’s a Cannabis hybrid) and Swedish-South African. No matter, it’s a numbers game. We need to get as many of the smartest and most athletically inclined males and females from different ethnic groups with the biggest differences to reproduce. Interracial reproduction has started but not nearly as much or as quickly as it is needed to save the country. The breeding of interracial children (hybrids) is of such importance that it should be subsidized by government tax breaks and grants. There should be cabinet level department of multiracial birthing called "Homeland Human Hybridization". (The last century had the “Green Revolution” that was based plant hybrids, this century will have the “Brown Revolution” that will be based on human hybrids.

       The U.S. can do this, we have to, our future depends on it, Brother Gregory 

    

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