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Happy (sic) New year, Clay. I’m not entirely with you on this. The guy apparently acted alone. He had an Isis flag (made in China?!?) in his SUV (often considered a weapon of mass destruction, but I’ll save that for another day). He may have been a believer in the Islamic State ideology. Clearly he was wacko (pardon my use of technical jargon.) Deranged. Suffering from PTSD. Divorced, withdrawn and psychotic. Groups like ISIS want psychotics, yes, but a special kind of psychotic. So do the marines. They make them at Camps Lejeune and Pendleton. (Semper Fi!) Perhaps he genuinely imagined – authentically believed – that he was working for ISIS; even that is not irrefutable proof that he was a member of any faction, or that he was in contact with an active ISIS cell in Texas.
ISIS is a horrible organization, pretty much universally reviled. They are an easy scapegoat. Consider the other guy in his Tesla, also a PTSD psycho, self-immolating in front of the Trump Hotel. Could he have been manipulated by some nefarious killers from someplace filthy, some shithole country, or was he just an asshole? Considering how effusive the authorities have been in giving thanks to Elon for turning over the data that his company collects on all their products and downloads at charging stations, so they can evaluate not just your mileage per kwh, location, speed, route…well, maybe Elon contracted an unhappy PTSD sufferer to put a horse head in Drumpf’s bed. Metaphorically, that is.
I suppose that I am really saying I have become so skeptical of governments (their security services in particular) that jump to conclusions, wag the dog (GREAT film, btw), and form cabals that feed on the citizenry’s fatigue and confusion that the people will just give up, accept the fascist (sensu stricto) simplistic unconvincing explanations and out of fear cede more and more of life to their control. And there are still three nearly weeks until the Inhoguration (sensu Hoffman).
Listening to The Doors. (Earlier it was the Rezillos)
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