The New King - But the first wrong was not his. Nor was the first wrong the government's. The first wrong was ours.
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- Created: Monday, 29 August 2011 22:54
- Written by Ray Escobar
In Australia we embrace the myth that we are still a democracy when we know that we are not a democracy that we are not free, that the government does not serve us but subjugates us. Although we give lip service to the notion of freedom, we know the government is no longer the servant of the people but at last has become the people's master. We have stood by like timid sheep while the wolf killed, first the weak, then the strays, then those on the outer edges of the flock, until at last the entire flock belonged to the wolf. We did not care about the weak or about the strays. They were not a part of the flock. We did not care about those on the outer edges. They had chosen to be there. But as the wolf worked its way towards the centre of the flock we discovered that we were now on the outer edges. Now we must look the wolf squarely in the eye. That we did not do so when the first of us was ripped and torn and eaten was the first wrong. It was our wrong. That none of us felt responsible for having lost our freedom has been a part of an insidious progression. In the beginning the attention of the flock was directed not to the marauding wolf but to our own deviant members within the flock. We rejoiced as the wolf destroyed them for they were our enemies. We were told that the weak lay under the rocks while we faced the storms to scramble for our food, and we did not care when the wolf took them. We argued that they deserved it. When one of our flock faced the wolf alone it was always eaten. Each of us was afraid of the wolf, but as a flock we were not afraid. Indeed the wolf cleansed the herd by destroying the weak and dismembering the aberrant element within.
As time went by, strangely, the herd felt more secure under the rule of the wolf. It believed that by belonging to this wolf it would remain safe from all the other wolves. But we were eaten just the same. No one knows better than the victims of Stalin, Mao’s and Pol Pots murderous rampage, how the lessons of history must never be forgotten. Yet Australian’s, whose battle cry was once, “For King and Country” have sat placidly by as a new king was crowned. In Australia a new king was crowned by the shrug of our shoulders when our neighbours were wrongfully seized. Look at the Pauline Hanson scam and her jailing.
A new king was crowned when we capitulated to a regime that is no longer sensitive to people, but to non-people--to corporations, to money and to power. The new king was crowned when we turned our heads. The poor, the sick, the elderly, the forgotten and the damned were rendered mute and defenceless, not because they were evil but because, in the scheme of our lives, they seemed unimportant, not because they were essentially dangerous but because they were essentially powerless. The new king was crowned when we cheered the government on as it prosecuted the progeny of our slums and filled our prisons with Aboriginal men whose first crime was that they were born into an impoverished socio economic ghetto. We cheered the new king on as it diluted our right to be secure in our homes against unlawful searches, trespass and to be secure in the courts against unlawful evidence. We cheered the new king on because we were told that our sacred rights (Magna Carta 1297) were but "loopholes" but which our enemies: the murderers and rapists and thieves and drug dealers, escaped. (No freeman shall be taken, imprisoned,...or in any other way destroyed...except by the lawful judgment of his peers, or by the law of the land. To no one will we sell, to none will we deny or delay, right or justice.)
The flock hid their heads in the sand as the new king sold or gave away the land from under our feet, the peoples assets, our precious water, closed the factories, exported industries and jobs, smashed the unions, took away the workers rights, devastated farmers, created a new stolen generation and attacked the basic family unit, illegally empowered police, made un Constitutional laws, abandoned the small communities in the bush, destroyed the environment, jackbooted the Holy Bible and Christianity, imported hundreds of thousands of cultural misfits against the majority of Australians wishes, and made our aged, sick and dying scream out in pain for help, like tattered beggars in the street, only to fall on deaf ears whilst the cues got longer and longer and longer.
Now the remaining, self appointed elite of the flock, weren’t really concerned about the fate of their neighbours because they sincerely believed they were the chosen few and the wolf would take care of them by supplying all they ever needed from foreign lands. When the wolf finally herded the pitiful ragged remnants of the once great flock into the barbed wire corner of the last dusty paddock, he devoured the remainder of the flock one by one until the torments and screams for mercy were silenced and the flock no longer existed.
We are now told by the wolf that those who fight for our rights, the Patriots, are worse than the thieves who steal from us in the night, that our juries are irresponsible and ignorant and ought not to be trusted or used. We watched with barely more than a mumble as the legal system that once protected us became populated with judges who were appointed by the new king. At last the new king was crowned when we forgot the lessons of history, that when the rights of our enemies have been wrested from them, we have lost our own rights as well, for the same rights serve both citizen and criminal.
The soldiers of ANZAC would have never stood by, as our current cowardly brainwashed generation has done, and allowed the wolf to become The New King.
Life without freedom is death.
“Lest We Forget”
Ray Escobar
Tasmania
