In Support of Imprisoned Wikileaks Whistleblower Pvt. Bradley Manning
Ray McGovern at Quantico rally in support of Manning
In times like this we must be careful to keep our bearings, lest we come to love the chaos that passes for reality.
This is why we need to honor our brother Bradley Manning. He was not afraid to face the unknown; not afraid to resist the seduction of conformity; not afraid to follow his conscience, AND not afraid to give us the wherewithal to distinguish truth from lies so that we, too, can follow our conscience.
The principalities and the powers, including the Fawning Corporate Media, have no hold on citizens like Private Manning, who refuse to live in a moral vacuum.
Bradley Manning dared to mock the falsity parading as reality after our country had a nervous breakdown as a result of 9/11 and the efforts of those who would use 9/11 to stoke our fear.
THAT false "reality" has lost its power, because it cannot live in the light of truth.
"You shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free." THAT is the rock-solid truth.
I noticed that this Bible verse was chiseled into the marble wall of CIA Headquarters when I began working as an analyst there in April 1963. That was the same month that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. penned a Letter From the Birmingham City Jail, including graphic, earthy words in describing our duty to expose deceit and injustice:
"Like a boil that can never be cured as long as it is covered up, but must be opened with all its pus-flowing ugliness to the natural medicines of air and light, injustice must likewise be exposed, with all of the tension its exposing creates, to the light of human conscience and the air of national opinion before it can be cured."
What Private Manning is alleged to have done with the help of Wikileaks is to puncture that boil of injustice and deceit.
Our defense secretary and joint chiefs chairman do not mind the blood on their hands--yes, on THEIR hands--not the hands of Manning or Wikileaks. The Pentagon chiefs are but cogs in an imperial system; large-diameter cogs, but cogs nonetheless.
They have made their peace with the crimson red on their hands. What they do mind is the pus. Pus stinks--it stinks to high heaven and is more quickly smelled and pungent than blood.
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