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Edited on Fri Sep-29-06 02:45 PM by greyhound1966
Now that some of the sheeple have begun to notice the wolves circling the flock, let's take a look at what can now legally be done to us.
You come home from another stressed out 14 hour day at work and it was a bad one, not that there are many good one's anymore, but today stands out. You're tired, hungry, and frustrated, and your supervisor (an incompetent idiot with the good fortune to be the owners nephew) has screwed up again and is riding your ass in an attempt to cover it up before some one notices it was his fault. To top it off, when you get home your wife informs you that your daughter has been suspended from school for challenging a teacher in class and, not only that but, while she was on her way to the school to pick her up, she ran a red light and the intersection control camera photographed her. "Great," you think, "that's another $300 bucks I don't have anymore". You know, one of those days.
Dinner's not ready yet, so you decide to have a drink and see what's cookin' over at DU. As usual, some bible-thumping, reich-wing idiot, has posted a diatribe about how killing doctors that perform abortions is only doing "God's work" and we should just be grateful that there are still people willing to answer the call. "OMG, WTF is this shit?!?", you exclaim and immediately hit the reply link, as your fingers fly over the keyboard, trying in vain, to keep up with the invectives flying through your brain, you think, "this asshole sure picked the wrong day for this shit...". 20 minutes later you sit back, admiring your work, "damn" you think, "what the hell is happening with DU these days"? Mmmm smells good, the food is about ready, just enough time for another drink before dinner.
3:00 A.M. - 7 weeks later. Your dreams are interrupted by the sound of splintering wood and shattering glass, You try to jump out of bed, but there's a very large man in black fatigues pressing you down into the bed and there's another over your wife. Just as another unnoticed assailant pushes the hood over your head, you hear your daughter scream and then suddenly go silent. Now, somebody has tied your hands behind your back and you are being bodily dragged through your house and out the door, you feel yourself lifted off the ground and thrown, something very hard and immovable stops your head's momentum and that's all you know.
You've had your share of hang-overs in the past, but the term "splitting headache" takes on a whole new dimension as you slowly try to sit up. "where the hell am I?" goes through your head just as the first waves of nausea roll over you, forcing a reassessment of that whole getting up plan...
The hood is jerked off your head, your neck barely up to the task of keeping it attached, and a light brighter than a lightening strike, pierces the fog that envelops you brain, and you find yourself surrounded by 4 people wearing some uniform that is unfamiliar to you. The interrogation begins...
It is so cold you can't imagine ever being warm again, there is not one inch of your body that is not screaming out in pain. As nearly as you can tell, it has been three days and you have not had any food and can't remember drinking anything either. You are pretty sure your wrist is broken and your ribs are telling you that, they too, are not in their proper place. The twice daily torture has taken a great toll and nobody has even asked you anything, yet.
Unknown to you, your wife and daughter have been taken into "protective custody", your credit canceled and your accounts frozen, your house has been seized and both cars are now being used by local law enforcement in a sting operation. Nobody knows where you are or what has happened, the boss' nephew fired you the second day you didn't come into work and your parent's inquiries are met with stony silence. They decided to mortgaged their home to hire a lawyer, but she isn't getting anywhere at $350 and hour, when an old college friend of your wife's makes contact with your in-laws to inform them that she saw your family's names on a list of "alien unlawful enemy combatants" and, thinking that there must be some kind of mistake, wanted to let them know what happened.
10 months, and $45,000, pass before the attorney manages to piece together the scenario. The nut-bar you excoriated on a public message board is married to a mid-level employee at the IRS, who has a friend over at DHS to whom she related the exchange. The friend does a quick inquiry and learned that you made a contribution to Greenpeace a couple of years earlier and your wife, who has always had a soft spot for animals, gets the PETA newsletter. She decided this group of radicals should be investigated further and set the wheels in motion. DHS requested, and the request was granted, that you be classified as a "person of interest" for "aiding or abetting a terrorist organization". A cursory glance at their national database, sanctified by the Patriot Act, reveals that you have checked out dozens of "subversive" books from the library, and belong to "known terrorist organizations". Upon reviewing your internet activity, they discover that you are a well known extremest that regularly posts on many political message boards and you have even suggested that your own government is guilty of criminal actions at home and abroad. Thanks to the afore mentioned Patriot Act, your citizenship is summarily revoked and you are now officially an "alien unlawful enemy combatant", resulting in the forfeiture of all your rights and deprives you of any means you might possess to defend yourself, should they ever decide to try you at a military tribunal.
But rest assured, this could never happen here...
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