WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

This is a short chapter, and the next to last one in my upcoming essay. I am shooting for a May publication, which means that it “only” took six months. It is going to weigh in at around 150 pages. I originally thought of it as a book preview, but it is book-length itself.

The 21^st Century: Imperial Rampages, the End of Fossil Fuels, and Ecosystems Collapse

The 2000s opened with a non-event: the Y2K issue. In the USA, the 2000s began with a presidential election decided in a state that a candidate’s brother was governor of (Florida, and Jeb Bush also signed the PNAC manifesto). George Bush the Second won both of his presidential elections with voting irregularities. I saw how Al Gore was all talk, I supported Nader in 2000, as did Herman, but we learned our lesson, and I have not voted for president since. The system is rigged, likely irredeemably, and the 2024 presidential horserace is already an obscene joke, with the same geriatric, corrupt candidates (they are all corrupt, always – it is only a matter of degree – as vested interests run the show) as for the previous election. Husseini is trying to make headway on that issue.

Less than a year into Bush’s presidency, the first major event of the 21^st century happened – the 9/11 terror attacks, which Bush used as carte blanche for an imperial rampage, in the name of “fighting terror” (with terror). As I noted earlier, there is legitimate doubt that bin Laden was the 9/11 mastermind, and nothing would surprise me about 9/11 – anything from an inside job to allowing it to happen, like Pearl Harbor seems to have been (among many incidents like them). Afghanistan was bludgeoned once again, but the big imperial move was invading Iraq, which had nothing to do with 9/11. The WMD canard was the biggest media scandal until the pandemic origin scandal, which is ongoing, but the media will never hold itself accountable. All of Bush’s stated rationales for invading Iraq were lies. Bush, secretary of state Condoleezza Rice, and vice president Dick Cheney were all oil-industry executives. Of course, it was all about the oil. A decade later, even the mainstream media admitted it.

Many millions of lives were shattered and shortened by the USA’s actions in Afghanistan and Iraq. Those crimes initiated this century and millennium, and the USA had a hit list of governments to overthrow right after 9/11, which included Iraq, Syria, and Libya, which have all been devastated by American-led military interventions. Iran is the only nation on the hit list that has not been militarily devastated (although the American-instigated war between Iraq and Iran killed hundreds of thousands of Iranians), but they have so much oil that we may see a bona fide World War III over Iran (or Ukraine, or some other imperial hotspot). Sudan and Somalia were also on the hit list. Sudan has long suffered under the West’s neocolonial ministrations, as has Somalia (1, 2) (and other East African nations), while the final nation on the list, Lebanon, has long been under the American thumb.

As I wrote this chapter, Israel bombed the Iranian embassy in Syria, as Israel tries to drag the USA into open warfare in that region, while it commits genocide in Gaza. In one of the oddest situations of the 21^st century, Germany has once again been taken to court over its genocidal behavior, and this time it is over enabling the Israeli genocide in Gaza. No ethnicity has a monopoly on atrocities.

To put our military adventures in Oil Country into perspective, the world reached Peak Oil in 2006, and we are increasingly mining the dregs of Earth’s hydrocarbon deposits, such as with fracking shale oil and mining tar sands. Under current trends, by the end of this century, oil will be gone, likely to never return on Earth (or wait for 100 million years and see what might happen). That explains everything about the West’s involvement there, as well as any other international involvement, as history’s greatest material prize is vied for.

Beginning around the USA’s Peak Oil days in the early 1970s, when the American standard of living began declining, industries moved from the USA, to where wages were far cheaper and labor and environmental laws were lax-to-non-existent. The USA’s economy began to become financialized (called the FIRE economy). Repeated financial scandals have accompanied that process, particularly the savings and loan and junk bond scandals, the Enron scandal, and the financial collapse of 2008, while the Federal Reserve madly printed money and reduced interest rates to zero to try to cover it all up, which most of the West’s central banks did, too, as well as Japan’s. Those nations are all headed toward bankruptcy as their currencies are debased and their debt skyrockets. Worthlessness has always been the fate of fiat currencies, as debasement is the easy way out, for a time. Rome did it on its way to collapse, as have many polities since then. Such actions reflect a decline in real wealth, which is always rooted in energy.

There is no such thing as a free market, a free press, a democracy, or an uncorrupted implementation of the scientific method. They are all nice ideals, but in a world of scarcity and fear, they cannot exist for long, if at all.

As Chomsky noted, by the standards of Nuremberg, all American presidents from Truman onward would have swung at the end of a noose. But unconquered empires are never subjected to meaningful war crimes trials. Similar to how war criminal Kissinger won a Nobel Peace Prize, so did war criminal (1, 2) Barack Obama, and there are other Orwellian Peace Prize recipients, notably some Israelis, such as the mass-murdering terrorist Menachem Begin.

Earth’s largest nation, land-wise, has long been Russia or the Soviet Union, and it has vast natural resources. The Soviet Union also embraced communism (or, at least, a version of it), which made it doubly important to the West, with constant attempts to undermine and control it since 1917. American propaganda has always attacked Russia, except for the 1990s, when the West was able to rape it, and while the Soviet Union was defeating the Nazis. Putin put an end to the West’s rape of Russia, and has been demonized in the West ever since. Russia has been repeatedly invaded by the West since Napoleon, and Hitler’s invasion only has the Mongol and European (globally, but particularly in the Western Hemisphere) invasions to compete with, as far as being history’s most devastating.

Ukraine’s suffering has been immense, and like how the USA used Afghanistan to undermine the Soviet Union, it has used Ukraine and others against Russia or the Soviet Union ever since World War II. The neocons worked long and hard to overthrow Ukraine’s government, to harry Russia. In 2014, it worked. The war in Ukraine is an American triumph, it prominently used neo-Nazis (1), and Putin “took the bait.” The USA is trying to defeat Russia without formally entering the war, as the USA fights “to the last Ukrainian.” Nuclear war is on the table as it has not been since the 1960s, as the USA once again takes a blow torch to the powder keg. The Biden family is up to its eyeballs in the corruption.

In this chapter, I will begin to wax a little “mystically.” One of my favorite mystical sources has stated that for ensouled species that can manipulate their environments, a third of them wipe themselves out. When they do, a third of the time it is through warfare, and two-thirds of the time by destroying their environments, and they do it at exactly the stage of spiritual evolution where humanity is today. But we sure do not need mystical sources to understand that planet Earth is in crisis. Fuller called our home Spaceship Earth, and it is coming closer to crashing each day, even if the USA does not succeed in goading Russia into a nuclear war. Right-wingers are expecting it, for good reason, the real left wonders if it can be avoided, and they are not optimistic.

Humans and Big Ag livestock now account for 96% of mammalian biomass (here is another visual presentation), at the expense of virtually all other mammalian species, many of which have been driven to extinction. We have already killed off half of the coral reefs, and we have reduced plant biomass by half (1), which have primarily been the destroyed forests. But the rise of fossil fuels saved the forests of industrial nations, kind of. Where I happily hike today would have been clear-cut again (and still is), if not for fossil fuels, as we no longer get our energy from razing forests. But as fossil fuels run out, and the “solutions” in the mainstream are not solutions at all, we’ll see how much of the forests survive. The only mainstream energy solution with promise is fusion. Cold fusion was fraudulently dismissed and hot fusion is a long way off, but it seems to be a Plan B of the global elite, as an expensive and elite-controlled solution that may save capitalism and their global dominance. Will we exterminate ourselves through warfare, environmental destruction, or both?

There is only one solution to this situation: harmlessly produced and used abundant energy, which will permanently banish poverty, crime, war, and environmental devastation. The technology to produce such energy is older than I am, but is sequestered from public awareness and use by the global elite. Anybody in the field for long at the high levels knows this. Fuller said that ending scarcity was the only solution, and I agree, which is the subject of this essay’s final chapter.

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I was driven from my sleep to write this, at 4:30 AM (I was composing it from about 2:30 onward, I would guess). I am working on the final chapter of my upcoming essay, and was in the middle of writing about why the people I seek are so rare: almost nobody cares and is awake. It is literally that simple. I have seen mystical explanations for this, and I’ll buy them, but I found myself thinking of my awakening and the awakenings of the pals that I have met over my journey.

I am a member of history’s most privileged demographic group: a white, male American professional baby boomer. But it was not all wonderful. I was raised in a racist and bigoted household, like so many of my peers, and I left home as kind of a rube. But, to the positive, I was raised to be a scientist from the time that I could walk, had my mystical awakening the same year as my cultural awakening, when I spent the summer in Europe, and it was the same year that I got my first energy dreams, when my first professional mentor began making waves during the Oil Crisis after inventing the world’s best engine for powering an automobile.

I was a Boy Scout by nature, and was a raging idealist with a zeal for learning. That explosive combination was in large measure responsible for my journey. When I had my first existential crisis at age 19, and that voice in my head changed my studies from science to business, maybe I should not have listened. But I dove deeply into my capitalist studies, drinking that Kool-Aid and trying to square it with my mystical studies (likely an impossible task ). I got those record test scores, and was seemingly destined for great things.

I now look back at a speech that my accounting department chairman made the week before class began in my first quarter at the university, and marvel at the charming naïveté of it. The gist of his speech was that the accounting profession did not need governmental regulation, and that it was able to regulate itself (in other words, we were the good guys). Two years later, he was the professor of my final accounting class. I was his paper grader and tutor, golden boy that I was, but he told a joke in class that puzzled me when I heard it, and it betrayed how he really felt about our profession. The joke was as follows. There was an opening for an accountant at a company, and they interviewed candidates. The candidates were asked one question: “What is two-plus-two?” The accountant who got the job answered, “What do you want it to be?” I remember being befuddled by that “joke,” and really did not understand it. Looking back, it was a hint of what was to come.

Even while in school, I could see how the tax system was kind of a scam, and vowed to never become a tax accountant. In one of the many ironic lessons that my unseen “friends” set me up for, I graduated during the worst recession since World War II, did not want to work in LA, where the big accounting firms had laid out the red carpet for me, and ended up doing nothing but income taxes for a small CPA firm in Seattle in my career’s first months, where they laid me off a few weeks after the filing deadline. I crawled back to California, defeated, and began my career in LA the next year. I was thrust into an urban hell, and my three years in LA were my life’s unhappiest. But I began waking up. In my first class as an auditor, I asked the existential question: “How did our activities benefit our society?” That question is answered on the first day of college auditing class: we were financial policemen who ensured that profits (the Holy Grail of capitalism) were not overstated. Everybody laughed at my question, as if I was a slow learner, and I laughed along with them. Two years later, I saw how the partner who answered my question really felt about our profession. It was in the middle of the audit of the world’s largest savings and loan bank.

I was a lost waif in the office that was put on that audit, which nobody was volunteering for, as lawsuits were flying over the previous audits of that bank. It turned out to be the biggest scandal that the accounting firm Arthur Andersen had to that time, and the next one, the Enron Scandal, put them out of business. I could get into illuminating detail about some of the events, but the moment that stuck with me was like that joke that the department chairman told. The partner who ran the audit told me that we would have approved the same phony financial statements that Arthur Andersen had approved (two-plus-two was whatever the client wanted it to be). Like with that joke in class, that partner’s confession puzzled me. I did not understand what he meant until the Savings and Loan Crisis became a scandal four years later. All of the big savings and loans banks were cooking their books, and all of the auditors played along, letting two-plus-two be whatever their clients said it was. It did not become a public issue until after the 1988 presidential election, as both candidates kept it quiet until after the election, as both camps were into the scandal up to their eyeballs.

That month was also the turning point of my life, as Mr. Deputy made faces at me when I was on the witness stand. Years later, I studied the Savings and Loan Scandal, and somewhere along the line I finally understood. Auditors cannot render independent opinions when the people that they audit hire them. How obvious, in retrospect, but it was the elephant in the room that everybody ignored, and that fatal conflict of interest persists to this day, making my former profession worthless.

My days with Dennis comprised the education of my lifetime, and 90% of my lifetime’s learning curve was completed by age 30 (when I was on the witness stand), but in looking back, I began learning a lot about the ugly underbelly of our society long before I met Dennis. I knew about my close relative’s employment as a spook for Henry Kissinger. One of my LA friends was an aspiring filmmaker, and he regaled me with Hollywood war stories. The slime factor was high in Hollywood, even putting aside the casting couch. Another pal was an aspiring screenwriter who became a porn movie producer to make ends meet, waiting for his big break (which I believe never came). The star of his movies was an 18-year-old Quaalude addict, a beautiful young woman who moved to LA to become an actress, but who met the fate of many who come to Hollywood. One of my later roommates spent his career in LA as a writer, and I financially helped him several times between his sporadic paydays. Half of my LA friends were either in entertainment, had been in it, or were trying to break into it. Oh, the stories I heard over the years, of the criminality, debauchery, drugs, orgies, and the like. What a den of iniquity LA was, and I hope that I never see it again.

While my days with Dennis were the education of my lifetime, my learning curve was far from over, and while Dennis was in solitary confinement, I met Gary Wean, whose advice was critical in my springing Dennis from jail a couple of months later. Gary heard from John Tower three weeks after JFK’s murder that Oswald did not do it. JFK was murdered in a backfired CIA operation, and it was all covered up. While Gary was giving me his advice, I worked at a medical lab in LA, which was being attacked by the same kind of corrupt government/media alliance that attacked my company with Dennis in Ventura. I was being beaten over the head by our society’s evil and corruption, and I have to thank my “friends” for that. I saw many lives shattered and shortened, and the only reason why I survived those years with my sanity intact was my youth and Boy Scout idealism.

It was only after all of the real-world education that I began my years of study, which never ended. I quickly began learning that what I saw was “normal.” It began with my media studies, at Ed and Noam’s scholarly feet, and I soon read Ralph McGehee’s memoirs. Ralph was a fellow naïve Boy Scout, an All-American football player who was a prized CIA recruit. It took Ralph over 15 years to finally understand what the CIA was all about, and Ralph barely survived his awakening moment. Dennis had a similar awakening moment, after his Vietnam days, which he also barely survived.

Looking back, my awakening really began when my family changed its diet to whole food to save my father’s health, when I was 12. Nearly the entire medical system does not deserve to exist. It is a huge racket that feeds off of misery and death while raking in trillions, and the masses obediently file to their deaths. I had to see it to believe it.

I became quite the mystical student after my mystical awakening, and used those studies to try to make sense of what I was seeing. As I looked back over my studies, even before I met Dennis, I could see hints of what I was about to learn. I had a headache every waking hour of my brief tenure as a tax accountant, which I now know was my first of many bouts with stress. In my LA days, my drinking problems blossomed, and I often staggered home from my days at work, trying to recover from the trauma and bewilderment of my workdays.

One day, I told one of my closest college friends how attractive just driving a truck seemed, as their lives were simple. My friend agreed, and said that at the end of day, as he would be at a bar (work-related socializing), he would see blue-collar guys hoisting their beers, seemingly happy, and it looked like they had the better deal. Around the same time, however, I read Autobiography of Yogi, in which the author asked his guru the same question. His spiritual studies and discipline were so demanding, and he saw the working class seemingly happy in their inebriated states after their work days, and their lives looked comparatively attractive. But his guru replied that however attractive their lives may have seemed, they “slept the fitful sleep of ignorance.” It took me many years to finally understand what that guru meant.

When I finally woke up through my journey with Dennis, and learning from Ed, Noam, Howard, Ralph, and other great scholars and the heroically awakened (such as Brian), I slowly came to find that virtually nobody around me in my daily life was awake or wanted to be. They had found the safety of the herd, or so they thought, and that was good enough for them.

I read of the zombies at Langley, but a pal recently informed me that all of Washington’s bureaucracies were filled with burned-out imperial zombies who counted their days to retirement. I guess that that should not have surprised me. I saw these dynamics over and over, in every big industry and profession that I encountered. It is a human universal.

Anyway, to cut a very long story short, one of my favorite mystical sources stated that what I discovered was normal, as almost no souls awaken in a lifetime, but shuffle through their lives in the “waking sleep,” and learn their souls’ lessons through the painful fires of karma. It is a legitimate path, and all roads lead home to the godhead, but what a lonely feeling to be awake in our world, to see past the indoctrination and conditioning that all humans are subjected to, to develop societal “cohesion” so that their societies can survive in a world of scarcity and fear. I am trying to end the scarcity-and-fear game, but maybe I am in the wrong universe.

In the end, I suppose that my life’s work is showing the world that love, joy, and living in abundance and enlightenment is also a legitimate path, and arguably more fun. Who is with me?

Back to bed, three hours later…

Best,

Wade