Educate-Yourself -

Hovering over New York City, Marduk sat in a black helicopter which was about to land on top of the World Trade Center. He glanced at his Italian shoes and noticing a scuff mark, summoned one of his servant girls. A beautiful Oriental child approached him on her knees and, her eyes cast down, began to polish the rich dark leather on his $750.00 shoes. Marduk looked out the helicopter window. He enjoyed these yearly meetings with the elite technocrat managers he had created. These men were the top executives in their fields. For Marduk, the term executive had a particularly delicious connotation, meaning he allowed them to execute Marduk's will.

These men had the same characteristics in common: they each were consumed by ambition and their intelligence was infected with an imbalance which could be skewed to Marduk's demands. Each of these disposable corporate giants was trained to focus on implementing efficient managerial solutions that did not reflect simple human needs. Individualism, imagination, and creativity were sacrificed at
the altar of profit, statistics, and the oh-so-holy bottom line. Each of these harbored deep insecurities which allowed them to ignore any nagging conscience. Their fears of insignificance made them dysfunctional enough to be manipulated. Genetic alteration had left the human species vulnerable to mind control and Marduk was most certainly a master of mind control.

The helicopter landed and Marduk was escorted to a private elevator which took him to a meeting room where his technocrats awaited him. The room was mahogany and glass with views of New York City spreading out beneath them, the Brooklyn Bridge along with numerous others, Staten Island, the East River and the Hudson River, the palisades of New Jersey, and the Statue of Liberty displayed themselves like intricate child's toys.

Marduk laughed at the Statue of Liberty. He knew the American people had not experienced true liberty in a long time and that the last remnants of their beloved democracy were slipping away from
them---just as he had planned. Perhaps in another generation, no one would even know who Thomas Jefferson was.

A servant offered Lord Marduk the central chair and the attending executive technocrats sat down in their respective places. In their everyday lives these men controlled vast empires of industry,
communications, finance, and world trade. But in the presence of Marduk, they became the clay every tyrant is made of. They became vulnerable dysfunctional children, and their weaknesses amused Marduk.

Each powerful executive wore the almost identical dark suit, the tailoring of which gave the appearance of extreme wealth, but the uniform-like similarity of all the suits robbed each man of his
individuality. There was no freedom of expression; even their ties were similar. And their faces all had the same look of aggression, power, and emptiness. The men were not loved; in fact, they had come to prefer fear to love---and prostitutes to their wives.

Marduk first addressed the head of Propaganda because this was truly his favorite endeavor. The infamous "Mix", the process of mixing truth with lies, or even more challenging, simply passing total boldface lies off as truth was endlessly titillating to him. The gullible humans generally were easy to fool especially after the invention of television and mass communications. Television had the added
convenience of being hypnotic by the very nature of its technology requiring only the addition of endless repetition to make even the most intelligent and curious human being passive, numb, and
unconscious. In a state of perpetual trance, the willing audiences had even taken to calling themselves "couch potatoes," a term Marduk enjoyed.

"Stewart," Marduk addressed his propaganda minister, "how are things going in the domain of engineering consent?"

"Oh, Sir!" Stewart Bernays replied, "We are moving forward in a most efficient manner. There are now thousands of lawyers and lobbyists living in the Washington D.C. area manipulating elected officials to pass laws in favor of your corporations and the New World Order. These men and women consider themselves to be the elite of the world and their narcissism of superiority leaves them pliable to our will. They enjoy the arts influence peddling, making sure the will of the common
people has been silenced.

"The bewildered herd of individual voters is convinced that participation in their democratic elections is virtually useless; and thanks to our massive and pervasive lobbying techniques, they are correct in considering themselves rendered ineffective. We have succeeded in accessing tax payer dollars to fund our lobbying research in conjunction with corporate profits which also come from the consumers and lucrative corporate tax benefits. Corporations pay less than 5% of all the taxes in the United States!"

"Splendidly, Sir! We are closing into a 96% influence range. The population at large imagines that the programming they watch on their televisions is independent reporting, when in fact most of what they see is totally produced by our public relations firms to teach them how to think. Of course they cannot think for themselves. There have been a few pathetic attempts by the maverick fringe to educate the viewer that they are being manipulated; but as usual, the masses are so passively hypnotized that they ignore any warnings."

"Excellent!" Marduk responded. "And you, Atherton Spleek, how goes it with you?"

Atherton was terrified of Marduk. There had been that incident in Hong Kong when Marduk had sliced off Atherton's legs at the knee with a laser beam. Atherton's voice began to tremble, which made Marduk grin.

"Well Sir, everything is going very well," Atherton mumbled. "There are now only four major corporate conglomerates controlling all the information services on the planet. The small independent newspapers and book publishers are being squeezed out of existence and their voices go unheard. Journalistic integrity has been reduced to profit. Sensible common sense queries into the nature of life and political dialogues have been replaced by sensationalistic scandals, trials, and blockbuster movies which dull the mind and their need to engage in questioning and doubt.

"The enormous size of book stores has made most people blind to the narrowing of published topics. Writers who cannot get published have no way of communicating their ideas, and thus they have no way of warning readers that they are losing the last vestiges of democracy. Consumers continue to purchase more and more books on diet, exercise, romance, and of course those blockbuster ovie-tie-in books which sell so well. Practically no one reads anymore and if they do, they do not
read literature or history. With no knowledge of the past, they have no memory with which to compare their current state. The dream of individual freedoms and of all men being created equal will soon die. Many young people do not know any past history or even the names of their elected officials."

Marduk was pleased. He turned to the minister of chemical engineering and food production, A.D. Lowland.

"Our plans are moving forward in a timely and effective manner, Sir," A.D. Lowland replied. "The food contains massive amounts of chemicals, hormones, and antibiotics. We believe that we are succeeding in aggravatine short term memory loss, which will make the humans ever more adapted to control. Some of the chemicals are affecting the endocrine system and will help curtail the burgeoning population within this generation. Their water is slowly poisoning them and their homes are made with building materials which continually weaken their immune systems.

"The countries known as the Third World are rushing to duplicate the toxic follies of the West. Even if the protests in Europe and America were listened to, they could not stop China, Indonesia, and the others.

"Further more we have been successful in altering the molecules of banned chemicals so that we may continue selling a similar variety of pesticides and fertilizers which had been banned as toxic. This is
very cost effective. We also shipped banned chemicals to other countries; they apply them to the fruits and vegetables they grow, and ship them back into the USA. Our armies of lawyers, ropagandists, paid-for-scientists, and public relations geniuses are masterfully convincing the public that the environmentalists are totally wrong and that global warming is unscientific foolishness.

"No one will realize until it is too late that the Earth is in an uncontrollable spiral toward destruction. No one will realize until "the winds" begin their destruction in earnest, that they have exchanged their lives in a delicate ecosystem for consumer goods and shopping malls. No one will know that they have given the Inter-Galactic Council all the evidence it needs to prove once and for all that the human race is incapable of the guardianship of the small green planet Earth."

Marduk took a deep breath of satisfaction and turned to his financial and economic engineer, Milton Galbraith. "And how are the mergers proceeding?" Marduk asked.

Milton had a pile of papers in front of him covered in statistics of systems analyses which, however viewed, could be shown to prove that his economic engineering technologies and managerial skills were consummately productive. He fervently desired to go over all the relevant statistics with Marduk; but noting the already bored glare in his master's reptilian eye, he wisely chose a shorter reply.

"Sir, a massive network of corporate tentacles encircles the globe. Individual thinkers are becoming extinct, as are local governments ability to control their own lands and destiny. In the New World Order they will not exist. The world is ours!

"There is an ever increasing gap between the rich and the poor. The middle class, with it's habits of democracy, has all but been destroyed. Tension between the classes is increasing daily. The rich
are so consumed with their right to enjoy the profits of their greed, they refuse to believe that more and more people, even children, are becoming homeless, destitute, and hungry.

"The banks are being merged worldwide. International loans, financial trading frenzies, and the inter-dependencies of corporate hierarchies have inextricably woven the planet together. The stage is set for a world economic crash which will allow us to create the one world order we desire, to eliminate all currencies and initiate a world debit card. Nations will be replaced by feudalistic corporate states. No individual private enterprise will be allowed to exist. Everyone will be enslaved to corporate employment and will be paid digitally. Ever increasing taxes will be automatically taken from their salaries.

"Those who have trouble adjusting to the New World Order of the Corporatist States will be given mind altering drugs, or be subject to the other forms of mind control we have successfully developed which will render such losers permanently passive. They will accept what we, the social engineers, managers, and statisticians, have proven in our flow charts to be what is best for them." He repeated, "The world is ours!"

Milton Galbraith's hands began to tremble as the thought of so much power coursed through his flabby gray body. Sweat formed on his cruelly thin upper lip and a strange smile worked it's way over his face enhancing his beady eyes. Shuffling the papers in front of him in a meaningless way, he began to laugh uncontrollably.

"Shut up, you imbecelic fool!" Marduk spoke. "Now all of you, place your hands upon the table."

On the table in front of each managerial technocrat executive lay a strange metallic plate which all of the men were painfully familiar with. Each squirmed in his chair apprehensive of the inevitable pain they would submit to. It was true however that some of these men had grown to enjoy such pain.

They did so and an excruciating amount of electrical voltage passed through their bodies shocking them into obedience, and forgetfulness. Thus they were programmed in fear and pain, and rewarded in power and wealth---the age old recipe for tyranny. Marduk left them dazed and docile.

*** Have Light - Will Travel ***
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V.Susan Ferguson
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