Tuesday, January 31, 2012


President Obama's Civilian Soldiers

By Christopher Chantrill

Everybody is outraged and disgusted by our divisive politics, from Jewish bubbies in Florida to AT's own Rick Moran. The rest of us just think that President Obama is incompetent. "Obama doesn't have the experience, character, or personality to be president. To put it flatly: he's in over his head." That's Barry Rubin.

And if he's not incompetent he is polarizing, writes Peter Wehner. And that from the candidate whose "core claim"

wasn't simply that he would heal the planet; he would also heal the nation's political breach. He would elevate the national debate. Reason would prevail over emotion... Obama would "turn the page" on the "old politics" of division and anger.

Sorry to disagree, but I am not disgusted. I don't believe that the president is incompetent. And I don't believe he has reneged on his promise of bringing us together. To me, everything about President Obama makes sense.

First of all, the division. Our national politics is in a space very like the 1850s just before the showdown over slavery. You remember the history. For 60 years, ever since the ratification of the Constitution, the South had refused to discuss slavery, and would stage a tantrum if anyone raised the subject. Eventually the North got fed up and organized an explicitly anti-slavery party. It was called the Republican Party.

But why was the South so intransigent when "everybody knew" that slavery was immoral? The simple answer is that business was too good. Slavery was profitable, very profitable for the South.

The same thing applies to today's America. "Everybody knows" that the welfare state is finished, but the peculiar institution is profitable, very profitable -- for liberals. Look at usgovernmentspending.com. Liberals get to spend $4 trillion a year on their favorite programs. Conservatives get $1 trillion a year for defense. Why would liberals give up on a deal like that without a fight?

Nor is the president incompetent. He is doing exactly what his liberal base wants him to do. He is doing Keynesian stimulus, taking care that most of it goes to Democrats. He is doing clean energy, regulating the environment, canceling pipelines, carrying water for unions, cutting defense. He has held off Republicans that want to cut and slash spending. He is a liberal dream.

Polarizing? Look, if you are a liberal, the problem is Republicans. We would have sweetness and light if only those bigoted, mean-spirited, racist Republicans weren't opposing the president at every turn. What this nation, this anti-intellectual nation, needs is a national conversation on civility, led by its educated class.

In this 1850s rerun, the Republican Party is reinventing itself as the anti-liberal party. That means division, because liberals are the ruling class that has run America as a very profitable plantation for the last 70 years, and they are not going without a fight. What's ahead for America, in consequence, is a classic Clausewitzean "decisive battle."

President Obama's State of the Union speech last week was about battlefield preparation. He is taking his party back to the old Progressive totem of the "moral equivalent of war." Jonah Goldberg: "Ever since William James coined the phrase 'the moral equivalent of war,' liberalism has been obsessed with finding ways to mobilize civilian life with the efficiency and conformity of military life." George Will chimes in as well: "Onward civilian soldiers, marching as to war."

Likewise the president's fairness argument. "Fairness" is how liberals talk to the American people. To each other, they talk about "inequality." There is another word they like: "exploitation." They use that one on the masses. But the words all mean the same thing. Liberals don't like the economic results of 200 years of capitalism in which the daily income went from $3 per head per day to over $100 per day, and they don't like the results of the 20th century which began with the rich fatter than the poor and ended with the poor fatter than the rich. Invisible hand? It's a myth, say liberals. What we have here is exploitation:

In one word, for exploitation, veiled by religious and political illusions, [capitalism] has substituted naked, shameless, direct, brutal exploitation.

There's a harsh logic to this. Ever since Karl Marx, liberals have rebelled against the fat, sloppy way of voluntary cooperation that leaves no room for political power and civilian soldiers. So voluntary cooperation must go. Forget about humans as social animals. Think soldier ants.

The great achievement of President Obama is to present his vision so clearly: America as a progressive ant-hill.

Here's an alternative vision. How about America as a city on a hill, a beacon, a magnet for all those who must have freedom?

Christopher Chantrill is a frequent contributor to American Thinker. See his usgovernmentspending.com and also usgovernmentdebt.us. At americanmanifesto.org he is blogging and writing An American Manifesto: Life After Liberalism.

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Monday, January 30, 2012


"The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power. Not wealth or luxury or long life or happiness: only power, pure power. What pure power means you will understand presently. We are different from all the oligarchies of the past, in that we know what we are doing....Power is not a means, it is an end...The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power."

[Transcript excerpt from the interrogation of Henry McKenna by Major Lars Olsen of the U.S. Army Military Intelligence at Ft. Meade, Maryland recently released under the Freedom of Information to Fox News.]

Olsen: You look good this morning, McKenna.

McKenna: I am sleeping well and waking up refreshed – they say confession is good for soul and I can confirm that it also helps one rest peacefully at night.

Olsen: As the former deputy Director of the Secret Service under your father John McKenna, what was your take on the “New Boston Massacre?”

McKenna: It came as a complete surprise to the SS, a bolt of lightening out of a clear blue sky. It was a game changer.

Olsen: The killing of those 25 Communists at The Prudential Building in Boston wasn't discovered until Sunday morning...

McKenna: ...which meant the trail was cold...with that much of a head start the assassins could be anywhere in the world.

Olsen: When were you informed?

McKenna: About 9 a.m. by our Boston SS headquarters.

Olsen: I take it you were shortly in Boston?

McKenna: Yes, within a few hours I was in Boston and took charge of the investigation.

Olsen: And didn't find much in the way of evidence?

McKenna: Only three important clues – a red rose, dry blood boot prints on the carpet and a missing man by the name of Harold Washington, the CEO of Blackwing Security, who had control of all security functions at The Prudential Building.

Olsen: Mr. Washington destroyed the computer systems that contained data from the cameras and so forth after the killing...

McKenna: He planted thermite destruction devices in the control room; everything in there was completely destroyed.

Olsen: What about the crime scene? No clues?

McKenna: Aside from the red rose...nothing to indicate who the shooters were.

Olsen: Anything on the bodies of the dead Communists?

McKenna: The usual personal items: wallets, cellphones and the like. Apparently, no money or credit cards were stolen....robbery as a motive was ruled out early on...

Olsen: There were guns on the bodies?

McKenna: Several were discovered on various bodies.

Olsen: What about Smithson's missing gun?

McKenna: We didn't connect the dots until much later on that...

Olsen: Also, you missed the slight damage on the wall where Fanny Kaplan hit it after being shot by Smithson.

McKenna: The conference room was heavily damaged in the massacre, so this wasn't discovered until later.

Oslen: I would imagine the crime scene was pretty awful...

McKenna: Sickening beyond words...I had no idea human bodies could leak so much blood. Also, this was more than 24 hours after the killing...The smell was so bad we were force to wear oxygen masks. In fact, everyone there went into protective suits..

Olsen: The smell of death is something one never forgets.

Mc Kenna: I don't know how the CSI people stood it for hours...I was only there for a few minutes...and the smell of death was overpowering...even inside the bio-hazard suits that were suppose to seal the environment out.

Olsen: What else did you learn at the crime scene.

McKenna: The bloody boots of the shooters left impressions on the carpet, so we could determine that one male and two females did the deed.

Olsen: Spent ammo casings?

McKenna: Yes, three different types for the rifles: 7.93 X 33mm, 7.62 X 39mm, and 5.56 X45mm.

Olsen: What weapons would fire such ammunition?

McKenna: The experts think the weapons were a MP44 WWII German Sturmgewehr, AK 47 and an M-16 assault rifle.

Olsen: A pistol was used as well?

McKenna: A 45 caliber automatic pistol was used to deliver the coup de grace on each individual in the conference room. The shooter, a male judging from the bloody footprints, took his time and moved bodies around to do the head shots. He used hollow point ammunition that made the massacre scene even more bloody.

Olsen: It seems you describing a professional hit.

McKenna: The massacre was clearly well planned and executed with military precision. My first thought was that a Special Forces team was responsible. An investigation proved that all special ops teams were occupied else where – mostly in Southwest Asia.

Olsen: Special op teams do not have women.

McKenna: Nevertheless, I checked anyway and all our teams were accounted for...

Olsen: The only firm lead you had was Harold Washington...

McKenna: Who had disappeared...

Olsen: In a well planned and executed disappearance.

McKenna: We spent many days going over everything he left behind and came up with a dry hole.

Olsen: Would it be fair to say this cold trail encouraged your father and the president to put the blame on the Islamists?

McKenna: I think the Chief of the SS, my father, really didn't need that much encouragement to point the finger at the Muslims. For one thing he needed a quick solution to the Boston killings that looked many days, weeks or months in the future to be solved. And radical Muslims would be quite believable to the public as the assassins. I think the president was motivated by the same concerns. They both feared public opinion turning against them.

Olsen: I remember when I heard the president that Sunday night, I had no problem believing the Islamists had committed the crime.

McKenna: The post 9/11 American mindset...If there is mass murder anywhere in the USA, the first image in everyone's mind is the Muslim terrorist...

Olsen: The Pakistan based Al Qaeda in Peshawar took responsibility that Sunday night after the president gave his speech to the nation.

McKenna: This gave Conway and the Pentagon the green light to invade Pakistan, along with our NATO allies and India. Pakistan made too many enemies just looking for the chance for paybacks at the first opportunity. The Paks were crushed in less than three weeks, and became the first subjects to an authoritarian military occupation since WW II.

Olsen: The Pakistani nukes neutralized that Sunday by Special Forces, as we later discovered.

McKenna: The small American military establishment under Conway had become lean, mean, highly professional and intensely loyal to its commanding general.

Olsen: As a member of the military, I thank you for the kind remark. What was your late father's opinion of the U.S. Armed Forces?

McKenna: Very high.

Olsen: General Conway?

McKenna: Conway was the only member of the regime he trusted...I think he may have admired Conway...If a psychopath could accomplish such a feat.

Olsen: Would it be fair to say with Smithson and the Communists neutralized, the government of the United States became a three person oligarchy of under your father, the president and the general?

McKenna: Triumvirate, I think you mean.

Olsen: Okay, “Triumvirate.”

McKenna: I remember thinking the New Boston Massacre by Mr. Washington's cabal had moved father and I closer to our goal.

Olsen: The SS investigators were called off?

McKenna: not all of them, but the investigation was put on the back burner – In Washington, D.C. that winter we had a full plate of more immediate concerns.

Olsen: It didn't worry you that a new insurrection named “The Red Rose” was forming in the country; that if the assassins were not arrested soon, they would strike again; that other like minded radicals would be encouraged?

McKenna: Truth to tell, father and I had no such concerns at that time. In retrospect, I see we should have been very concerned...and the president even more so.


Saturday, January 28, 2012


An old "nemesis" of SOCNET passes...

Not just HIV, but full blown AIDS.

Favorite parts:

"At one point he said he couldn't have AIDS because he has super blood"

"He would often go on round the clock vodka and cocaine fueled binges while playing Arab music, the soundtrack of 'Apocalypse Now', or Louis Armstrong's 'What a Wonderful World' non-stop."



He goes to most notorious prison in Afghanistan, for kidnap and torture of Afghan people.

He is 'given' large 'suite', nice carpets, internet access, telephone access.

He dies years later of AIDS
Deluxe cell or not, "Man Love Thursdays" probably included him as the pivot man for the entire local NDS detachment.


Originally Posted by Typhoon View Post
Also I had forgotten until someone pointed out on another venue that all the wire service stories have identified Idema as SF, when he was a parachute rigger and never went through the Q course.
Mr. Idema went through and graduated from the Q-Course in 1975. He was an "SF Baby" (came off the street to an SF assignment) and assigned to 10th SF Group at Fort Devens, MA. His first team noticed right off the bat he was a sociopath and not SF material; unfortunately back in the day it was the Team's responsibility, not the School, to weed out the undesirables. I believe he was a commo MOS (05B1S).

His first team sent him away to schools to keep him away from the unit; that's how bad he was. This was the post-Vietnam era and getting people kicked out took a LOT of effort. IIRC, he went through two teams and was told he could leave Army at the end of his first enlistment or face NJP. As it was, he RE Code (re-enlistment) read "not eligible for re-enlistment".

Somehow, his RE code was 'changed' a couple years later when he applied for an Army Reserve slot as a parachute rigger somewhere in New England. Suddenly he was eligible to go back in the Army either as AD or Reserve. The Reserve unit saw through his BS after a year or two and kicked him out. He never, ever, served another day in the military or in the local, state or federal governments; after ~1982.

That's when he got into business for himself doing all kinds of work. Firearms training, kennels, tactical gear, paintball gear, SOF expos, etc. He'd do anything that: Made him the 'hero', made money and made him the center of attention.

30 years later, he's dead. According to some reports, he actually believed the crap he made up.

The number of lives he personally destroyed with his frivoulous civil lawsuits is unbelievable. Idema is actually a textbook study in "serial litigation". From 1994 to 2010 he filed over 80+ civil lawsuits. He used the lawsuits as a means of financing his imaginary lifestyle. "Sue High, Settle Low". He did that against anybody who ever said a cross word to him or about him.

Because Idema was one of our own (SF); the SF community watched his antics and the embarassing links he made to the rest of us. Nothing we could do about it except make sure it doesn't happen again.

The good news is that because of Idema's and other's actions, it's a LOT easier for us to cross-check other people who make questionable claims; like John Giduck. In a sense, the legacy Idema leaves behind is a community (SOF, LEO and others) that freely talks to each other to confirm/deny poser's claims.


He would often go on round-the-clock vodka-and cocaine-fueled binges while playing Arab music, the sound track of “Apocalypse Now” or Louis Armstrong’s “What a Wonderful World” nonstop, said Alesi...To the end, one of Idema’s biggest fears was not being taken seriously...
Wow, it looks like Idema's entire life was an oxymoron...



Cannibals in GOP Establishment Employ Tactics of the Left

We have witnessed something very disturbing this week. The Republican establishment which fought Ronald Reagan in the 1970s and which continues to fight the grassroots Tea Party movement today has adopted the tactics of the left in using the media and the politics of personal destruction to attack an opponent.

We will look back on this week and realize that something changed. I have given numerous interviews wherein I espoused the benefits of thorough vetting during aggressive contested primary elections, but this week’s tactics aren’t what I meant. Those who claim allegiance to Ronald Reagan’s 11th Commandment should stop and think about where we are today. Ronald Reagan and Barry Goldwater, the fathers of the modern conservative movement, would be ashamed of us in this primary. Let me make clear that I have no problem with the routine rough and tumble of a heated campaign. As I said at the first Tea Party convention two years ago, I am in favor of contested primaries and healthy, pointed debate. They help focus candidates and the electorate. I have fought in tough and heated contested primaries myself. But what we have seen in Florida this week is beyond the pale. It was unprecedented in GOP primaries. I’ve seen it before – heck, I lived it before – but not in a GOP primary race.

I am sadly too familiar with these tactics because they were used against the GOP ticket in 2008. The left seeks to single someone out and destroy his or her record and reputation and family using the media as a channel to dump handpicked and half-baked campaign opposition research on the public. The difference in 2008 was that I was largely unknown to the American public, so they had no way of differentiating between the lies and the truth. All of it came at them at once as “facts” about me. But Newt Gingrich is known to us – both the good and the bad.

We know that Newt fought in the trenches during the Reagan Revolution. As Rush Limbaugh pointed out, Newt was among a handful of Republican Congressman who would regularly take to the House floor to defend Reagan at a time when conservatives didn’t have Fox News or talk radio or conservative blogs to give any balance to the liberal mainstream media. Newt actually came at Reagan’s administration “from the right” to remind Americans that freer markets and tougher national defense would win our future. But this week a few handpicked and selectively edited comments which Newt made during his 40-year career were used to claim that Newt was somehow anti-Reagan and isn’t conservative enough to go against the accepted moderate in the primary race. (I know, it makes no sense, and the GOP establishment hopes you won’t stop and think about this nonsense. Mark Levin and others have shown the ridiculousness of this.) To add insult to injury, this “anti-Reagan” claim was made by a candidate who admitted to not even supporting or voting for Reagan. He actually was against the Reagan movement, donated to liberal candidates, and said he didn’t want to go back to the Reagan days. You can’t change history. We know that Newt Gingrich brought the Reagan Revolution into the 1990s. We know it because none other than Nancy Reagan herself announced this when she presented Newt with an award, telling us, “The dramatic movement of 1995 is an outgrowth of a much earlier crusade that goes back half a century. Barry Goldwater handed the torch to Ronnie, and in turn Ronnie turned that torch over to Newt and the Republican members of Congress to keep that dream alive.” As Rush and others pointed out, if Nancy Reagan had ever thought that Newt was in any way an opponent of her beloved husband, she would never have even appeared on a stage with him, let alone presented him with an award and said such kind things about him. Nor would Reagan’s son, Michael Reagan, have chosen to endorse Newt in this primary race. There are no two greater keepers of the Reagan legacy than Nancy and Michael Reagan. What we saw with this ridiculous opposition dump on Newt was nothing short of Stalin-esque rewriting of history. It was Alinsky tactics at their worst.

But this whole thing isn’t really about Newt Gingrich vs. Mitt Romney. It is about the GOP establishment vs. the Tea Party grassroots and independent Americans who are sick of the politics of personal destruction used now by both parties’ operatives with a complicit media egging it on. In fact, the establishment has been just as dismissive of Ron Paul and Rick Santorum. Newt is an imperfect vessel for Tea Party support, but in South Carolina the Tea Party chose to get behind him instead of the old guard’s choice. In response, the GOP establishment voices denounced South Carolinian voters with the same vitriol we usually see from the left when they spew hatred at everyday Americans “bitterly clinging” to their faith and their Second Amendment rights. The Tea Party was once again told to sit down and shut up and listen to the “wisdom” of their betters. We were reminded of the litany of Tea Party endorsed candidates in 2010 who didn’t win. Well, here’s a little newsflash to the establishment: without the Tea Party there would have been no historic 2010 victory at all.

I spoke up before the South Carolina primary to urge voters there to keep this primary going because I have great concern about the GOP establishment trying to anoint a candidate without the blessing of the grassroots and all the needed energy and resources we as commonsense constitutional conservatives could bring to the general election in order to defeat President Obama. Now, I respect Governor Romney and his success. But there are serious concerns about his record and whether as a politician he consistently applied conservative principles and how this impacts the agenda moving forward. The questions need answers now. That is why this primary should not be rushed to an end. We need to vet this. Pundits in the Beltway are gleefully proclaiming that this primary race is over after Florida, despite 46 states still not having chimed in. Well, perhaps it’s possible that it will come to a speedy end in just four days; but with these questions left unanswered, it will not have come to a satisfactory conclusion. Without this necessary vetting process, the unanswered question of Governor Romney’s conservative bona fides and the unanswered and false attacks on Newt Gingrich will hang in the air to demoralize many in the electorate. The Tea Party grassroots will certainly feel disenfranchised and disenchanted with the perceived orchestrated outcome from self-proclaimed movers and shakers trying to sew this all up. And, trust me, during the general election, Governor Romney’s statements and record in the private sector will be relentlessly parsed over by the opposition in excruciating detail to frighten off swing voters. This is why we need a fair primary that is not prematurely cut short by the GOP establishment using Alinsky tactics to kneecap Governor Romney’s chief rival.

As I said in my speech in Iowa last September, the challenge of this election is not simply to replace President Obama. The real challenge is who and what we will replace him with. It’s not enough to just change up the uniform. If we don’t change the team and the game plan, we won’t save our country. We truly need sudden and relentless reform in Washington to defend our republic, though it’s becoming clearer that the old guard wants anything but that. That is why we should all be concerned by the tactics employed by the establishment this week. We will not save our country by becoming like the left. And I question whether the GOP establishment would ever employ the same harsh tactics they used on Newt against Obama. I didn’t see it in 2008. Many of these same characters sat on their thumbs in ‘08 and let Obama escape unvetted. Oddly, they’re now using every available microscope and endoscope – along with rewriting history – in attempts to character assassinate anyone challenging their chosen one in their own party’s primary. So, one must ask, who are they really running against?

- Sarah Palin

Friday, January 27, 2012


Idema and the wife he murdered with AIDS

Idema WANTED poster
Idema's AIDS Death Warrant

Casa Arabi advertisement for homosexual magazine, "The Gay Blade"

Idema's Casa Arabi Homosexual Resort in Bacalar, Mexico flying the Jolly Roger

"What private prison in Kabul?"

Idema's Sunday night meal looks at him in Bacalar, Mexico
Man-woman Nancy happy in stolen clothes

Nancy the man-woman who gave Idema AIDS posing in clothes he/she/it just stole from Idema's wife.

Idema in a Mexican hospital during 2009 suffering from drug addiction, AIDS and traffic accident.
The Idema car looks very dead
Idema in better times at his Casa Arabi Sex House in Mexico
Idema in his "Black Jack Idema" suit.
Idema in the traitor's Islamist uniform.

Idema somewhere in the Persian Gulf posing as a Saudi Arabian prince
Idema and Afghan homosexual buddy in Kabul.



Tuesday, January 24, 2012


[SCENE: The high end car room in the mansion garage. A shiny black Lincoln limousine with open passenger door. A well dressed older man in formal black with a neat beard is saying something into a cellphone as scene opens. The door to the hallway opens and two women dressed to the nines in formal black enter]

Bernie: I see you women are dressed to kill....no pun intended.

Fanny: I just remembered that I hate heels.

Doris: High heels make me feel sexy...

Fanny: And taller...as if at six foot, three inches you need to be taller, O blond princess.

Doris: I guess I like men to look up to me.

Bernie: Can we skip the comedy act, heh? Serious business tonight.

Fanny: It's just our way of dealing with the tension.

Bernie: I had a little final briefing to give you girls, but I think it's all been said.

Fanny: Ours is not to reason why...

Doris: We are ready to hit Red Beach, Sergeant Rock, sir.

Bernie: Any questions, Marines?

Fanny: I have one small one: Where are the guns, equipment and uniforms? Or do we love them to death?

Bernie: In the very large trunk of the limo. After the reception we dress again for the 48th floor assault.

Fanny: Won't the other drivers in the garage find that a little odd?

Bernie: Very likely. This is why we will parking in the secured VIP section. We will have complete privacy and more than an hour to get ready after the mayor's reception for journalists concludes.

Doris: This thanks to Harold. Also, I bet we get the limo into the garage without a search.

Fanny: We are trusted VIPs, after all...

Bernie: If there are no more questions or comments, just be seated in the Lincoln. [The two women slide into leather seat at the rear of the Lincoln] The Prud is about a 45 minute drive from here. I will be driving. When we get to the Prud, you two will be greeted by the help. Then just follow the crowd into the ballroom. At the entrance, a lackey will check your names off a list. Then you're in like Flint. Enjoy the party, but no more than one drink. Mingle. Make new friends! I'll join you in about 20 minutes.

Fanny: I thought you were going to draw a line in the sand and ask us to step over it to defend the Alamo, Colonel Travis.

Bernie: I just did.

[Bernie closes the passenger door and gets in the driver's seat. The vehicle starts while the garage door opens to reveal the bight and the lights of downtown Boston in the distance.]

[SCENE: Ballroom entrance to the Prudential Building in downtown Boston. This is a gala production like the premier of a new Hollywood movie in Los Angeles. A queue of limousines are backed out into the street, as one by one they pull up to the doormen and greeters, who point them to the entrance of the ballroom. A crowd has gathered and cheer the occasional well known public person.]

[SCENE: Inside the limo carrying Fanny and Doris. The camera is focused on the two women who are looking at some I.D.s and etc. talking low to each other. The tinny of voice of Bernie on the intercom interrupts...]

Bernie: Head's up Marines and get in character – We are up next.

Fanny: About time! Did every little Leftist parasite in the Northeast show up tonight?

Doris: Free food, drink and a photo op with the commie mayor of Boston: A freeloader paradise!

Bernie: The role you ladies will play for the next couple of hours are journalist. The name of your publication is The Seattle Slimes. I will be playing the role of your boss, Mr. John Turley, just as soon as I get this cruise ship docked in the private VIP parking garage. Okay...here we are!

[The limousine glides to at a stop and the ballroom crew opens the door for Fanny and Doris. The crowd along both sides of the rope line span their faces, but remain silent as no one recognizes them. The two women ignore the crowd, whose attention is drawn to a man and woman who dismount from the limo behind theirs just after Bernie disappears.]

Elderly Woman: [Loud] IT'S JANE FONDA! Who is the man with her?


Elderly Woman: [slaps man on the side of the head] I'll have you know that Ms. Fonda is a famous actress and....

Man: ...TRAITOR-BITCH! [Attempts to spit on Fonda as she walks past. Woman at his side slaps him in the face. A mini-riot breaks out as the pro and anti Jane Fonda factions go at it. Police and hotel security guards attempt to separate the fighters and restore order.]

[SCENE: Entrance queue at the ballroom for the unknown guests. Fanny and Doris are waiting patiently in this line as an elderly and clearly upset Jane Fonda rushes past them with heavy security into the ballroom.]

Fanny: Doris, I believe that was Jane Fonda...

Doris: She is still alive. I thought she had died! How old is she? About 100?

Fanny: In her late 70s or early 80s. Evil never dies.

Doris: I can't believe Nixon didn't have her arrested after that highly unauthorized photo op to Hanoi in the middle of a war.

Fanny: I can. Nixon was into appeasement of the American Left. It didn't help him. There is a lesson here...

[The two women are at the head of the line. The security guard checks their “papers” against a guest list. He checks them off and another well dressed lackey greets them and says..]

Lackey: If you ladies will follow me.

[Fanny and Doris fall in behind the teenager and he leads them into the central part of the ballroom. It is a grand affair done in post modern will lots of glass and space. The dance floor where they stand allows the guests to look up at several tiers that now swarm with well dressed people. An orchestra is seated in the rear and softly playing something classical by Mozart.]

Lackey: Over this way [pointing] is the food buffet and over there [pointing] is the wet bar. Everything is free. Enjoy! [Disappears quickly as if he fears being seen in their company]

Fanny: No respect for The Seattle Slimes here, I see!

Doris: Well they are a bunch of commies, you know...and we are the opposition media. I can imagine MSNBC wouldn't be greeted with open arms at a political function hosted by Free Republic.

Fanny: If the Leftist staff knows about our newspaper, then it really must exist! I never heard of it until yesterday when Uncle Bernie gave us the script.

Doris: If you went shopping at the supermarket more, you would know the TSS is right up near the checkout counter beside The National Enquirer.

Fanny: “Doing the job the State Controlled Media won't do?”

Doris: You got it, girlfriend! And we cover the zombie stories too!

Fanny: What about the vampire stories?

Doris: Really, Fancine...there are no such thing as vampires...

Fanny: Why do I need a drink?

[The two women walk towards the free bar through the crowd. When they arrive, they notice it is mobbed. A man yells something to them and waves. They turn and notice two young men drinking champagne from a large chilled bottle on a small round table. Fanny and Doris walk over to join them]

Young Man #1: I'm Fred and this is my pal Chuck. We have the booze because we paid for it. If you want the freebees, be prepared to wait an hour. The other option is join us in our effort to destroy a bottle of expensive French champagne.

Chuck: The down side is that we are on “The Other Side” - National Review.

[The girls join them at the table. Chuck jumps up and holds a chair for Fanny. The tall Fred with red hair, does the same for the tall blond Doris.]

Fanny: NR, What luck! TSS here! I'm Karen Longstreet and my co-worker is Sally Hanson.

[Chuck pours a glass of champagne for Fanny in a fresh glass, then does the same for Fred and Doris. He refills his glass as well. The foursome click glasses and start to drink]

Fred: I love the zombie stories at TSS! Can we talk insider information? The zombies are allegory for the American Left.

Doris: You found us out, oh clever one!

Fred: I knew it!

Fanny: And the Leftists still think the TSS is serious about the zombies..[laughs]

Chuck: Well Leftists as a rule aren't very intelligent...I recently did an article for NR on this very issue. It is a fact – the majority of Lefties have below average I.Q.s.

Doris: Mayor O'Reilly's favorite Democrat politician, Mark Smithson, is very intelligent.

Fanny: ...and very evil. A dangerous combination...I don't agree that the president's idea of giving a radical like him control of the Department of Labor in order to “watch him” was a good idea. It reminds me of the Wiemar Republic and a Chancellor named Hitler...

Fred: As is well known, the contemporary Democrat Party and the Communist Party are one and the same....They have merged just like the Nationalist Party and National Socialist Party in the the Third Reich merged in the early 1930s.

Doris: Look what happened to the Republican Party? They have have become a fascist party under our latest president...

Fred: [kicking back a glass of champagne and pouring another] So what's next for the USA? Communism or Nazism? The optimists pray for fascism and the defeatists say socialism.

Fanny: And what does a drunk realist like you say?

Fred: The Republic is dead...gone...finished!

Doris: No hope?

Chuck: None for this government...Reform is impossible! It's been tried too many times to mention. The time has come for destruction...REVOLUTION!

Fanny: It would appear that you and Smithson do have one thing in common!

Doris: The American patriot is always a revolutionist. If government becomes oppressive, it is our sacred duty to reform or destroy it...

Fred: [Clearly drunk] I love you, tall and blond! Can we get married?

Doris: I have a guy already, but I'll keep the offer in mind in case things don't work out. [laughs]

Fanny: So Chuck, we get our guns and go to Washington, D.C. and shoot the current government?

Chuck: For a start...

Fred: Shooting is too good for the bastards...hang 'em high says me!

Chuck: [pulling the glass out of his hand] You have been cut off, Fred Baldwin!

Doris: [refilling her glass]...and the first thing we do is shoot the lawyers...

Fred: I'd drink to that, except the bar just closed for me.

[Fanny's purse rings. She takes out her cellphone and answers.]

Fanny: We have to leave you guys, the boss calls us to duty.

[The two women finish their drinks and say their goodbyes to the men. They dodge the drinkers and move back towards the entrance looking for Bernie. A loud voice yells...]

Chuck: Karen! Karen Longstreet! [Fanny ignores him. Finally he catches up with her retreating figure and pulls her around.]

Fanny: I'm sorry, Chuck, but the big boss wants to talk to me and...

Chuck: I knew it! You are not Karen Longstreet. You're Fanny Kaplan, the writer-actor-director of an independent film produced at Universal Studios in Orlando, Florida titled, “Working Girls” and that (pointing at Doris) is your co-star, Doris Hoffman.

[Doris has stopped just out of earshot and is looking at the two with concern. Bernie joins her and starts over to them, but Doris stops him. The rest of the crowd is not interested and continue talking to one another in dozens of private conversations.]

Fanny: Charles Morris? The movie critic for NR? I remember reading your review of my first movie. It was very fair and objective. I was quite pleased that review, especially as it appeared in the national media. So let me thank you....

[Chuck is looking at Fanny with amazement]

Chuck: You admit that you're a liar? That you crashed a party by means of identity theft?

Fanny: [Smiles an innocent smile] It's only identity theft if there really is a “Karen Longstreet” at the TSS and there isn't...

[Bernie and Doris walk over]

Bernie: I'm sorry young man, but I need this woman for legal business reasons. I'm her boss.

Fanny: He knows I'm not Karen Longstreet...He saw “Working Girls.” He's a film critic and journalist for National Review.

Doris: Do we shoot him?

Chuck: If that is suppose to be funny, it isn't.

Fanny: No joke, you have three guns pointed at you.

[The trio surround Chuck. Fanny moves close and sticks a gun in Chuck's side.]

Bernie: The way this goes down, we take you to the parking garage, tie you up and lock you in the trunk of a limousine for a few hours.]

Chuck: Then what?

Bernie: That depends...but as it stands now, you face certain death, Fanny will shoot you.

Fanny: It would be a pity; however, this nosey parker should have practiced MYOB.

Chuck: MYOB?

Fanny: “Mind Your Own Business.”

Bernie: Let's go.

[SCENE: Doris, Fanny and Chuck are seated in the back of the Lincoln limousine. Chuck has been tied up with duct tape around the hands and feet. On a small table in the center are personal items taken from the pockets of Chuck. Fanny is going through the wallet pulling out items. There is a loud bump. Bernie opens the door and gets in.]

Bernie: Cancel that idea. There is no room in the trunk. He isn't going in there anyhow.

Fanny: It is amazing all the trouble one little drink can cause...we should have kept walking.

Doris: I was there too. I'm to blame as well! It takes two to tango...

Bernie: What did I say earlier? A plan is only good until the first shoot is fired.

Doris: This is the part where the training pays off..Adapt to the situation...

Bernie: We either have to shoot you in the next 30 minutes or let you go.

Chuck: Speaking as the personal representative of Charles Morris, I say let him go. He will remain silent.

Fanny: [Looking at a picture of a 13 year old boy holding a Torah] You're a Jew?

Chuck: Well let's see...my mother was a Jew...My father was a Jew...

Fanny: Cut the tape. He's with us. The three of us are Jews too.

Doris: But he might be a Leftist Jew...Most Jews are Lefties, you know...

Fanny: He works for National Review. I've read his articles. He's a stalwart Republican! And [She holds up a booklet] a pocket size U.S. Constitution that includes the Declaration of Independence. Leftists never carry these documents unless they're out of toilet paper and on their way to the bathroom.

[Bernie takes out a pocket knife and cuts the bonds, Chuck pulls off the tape and silently gathers his personal effects and returns them to his pockets. The trio look ashamed and glum. When Chuck finishes up, he opens the door and steps out, but leans back in with his right hand and holding above the door to keep his balance.]

Chuck: When I was a kid, my favorite television program was “Hogan's Heroes.” My favorite character was that big fat German sergeant who always told the POWs when he caught them red handed doing resistance work, “I know nothing, I see nothing, I hear nothing.”

[Chuck smiles and walks away with his hands in his pockets while whistling the “Hogan's Heroes” music score that echoes in the deserted parking garage.]

Fanny: He won't say anything...he's with us.

Bernie: Even if he doesn't know it yet...I sense a righteous man.

Doris: [picking up a business card off the floor] Look what I found, Chuck's business card.

Fanny: It was not left behind by mistake...He wants us to make contact.

Doris: What now?

Bernie: I'm waiting for Smithson appearance upstairs...Just before I called Fanny, Harold called to tell me that Smithson made a short appearance and went up to the 48th floor. We stand by here until I get the head's up from Harold...wait...[a tinny voice says something via earphones to Bernie. He listens intently for several minutes then speaks] Okay, thanks Harold [Bernie is speaking into a small microphone on his coat collar]

Fanny: Well?

Bernie: The deal is that Smithson is on the 48th floor conference alone with an attractive woman.

Doris: The horny bastard!

Bernie: It's not sex. Apparently the woman is a Communist spy by the name of Phoebe Myers with secret Wjite House information. What she has told Smithson, and duly recorded by Harold, is a game changer. She also has given him a computer data storage device that contains the document backing up her story.

Fanny: So the mission is canceled?

Bernie: No way! [The tinny voice again] Harold says the woman is leaving and Smithson is reading the documents on his laptop. He shows no sign of going back downstairs.

Doris: It's time for the reception to end...

Bernie: The building will be empty in about an hour...at 10 P.M. - Let's get ready for the Combat Assault.

[SCENE: About an hour later in the private VIP garage. The trio are dressed in black uniforms and are doing a last minute weapon's check.]

Fanny: No last warning?

Doris: Would it have done any good?

Bernie: David Hunter told me they were given several warning over the last few months to step down, or face “termination with extreme prejudice.” I gather from Harold's updates that Smithson and his buds upstairs have doubled down on treason.

Fanny: And treason carries the death sentence...

Bernie: We have it all on DVD in living color...When we leave tonight with Harold, we will be taking the evidence with us.

Bernie: [Tinny voice in ear says something] Okay, Marines, the building is now locked down and all civilians, including the security guards have departed...No one inside The Prud but the good guys and the bad guys...Let's suit up.

[The three don bullet proof jackets, ski masks and kevlar helmets. The trio are now dressed head to toe in black combat uniforms. It is difficult to tell the man from the women. They pick up the weapons to load and lock them with a magazine. When this is done, Bernie gives the infantry signal by hand for “follow me” and they enter the freight elevator. The door closes...]

[SCENE: Conference room on 48th floor. The room is full of cigarette smoke. A black man with a bald head seated at the head of conference table is listening to someone.]

Smithson: I agree with most of your reservations, but what choice do we have? The fascists will conduct a coup. Our best chance to create the United Socialist States of America is to move first.

Woman: My Red Guards can do this...We kill the president, vice president and the shadow government minsters...What's left?

Man: [to her left] Ms. Steinberg you are forgetting about the military. Do you expect Conway to do nothing?

Steinberg: Mr. Manson, who said Conway would be alive when our putsch happens? General Stevens of the USAF, a secret comrade since he was 19, will be Chairman of the JCS.

Manson: If your Red Guards can get rid of Conway, I see no reason why the putsch cannot succeed.

Smithson: Conway is well guarded.

Steinberg: My people have discovered a way to assassinate him. Czar Alexander III was well guarded, but the assassins found a weak link in his security fence. If a Russian Czar can be killed at high noon in the middle of St.Petersburg, an American general in Washington, D.C. will present no problem.

Smithson: Then we are in agreement? The revolution begins with a bold strike against the leaders of the old regime...Let's vote. [Everyone of the 23 (except for Smithson's secretary) seated at the table raises his or her party card in agreement]

[SCENE: There is loud gunfire outside the room. Suddenly the door literally flies across the room followed by three figures dressed in black with weapons at the ready]

Bernie: Hands up and against the wall!

[SCENE: The stunned Communists do as they are ordered...except for Smithson. He pulls out a pistol and shoots one of the black figures in the chest who goes down. The two survivor open up with automatic weapons fire that takes down all the Communists, starting with Smithson, When the massacre is complete, Doris pulls off her mask and helmet, and begins to check the fallen friend for wounds. She joined by Bernie who continues to undress Fanny looking for wounds and checking her pulse. Fanny moans...]

Bernie: She will okay, the vest stopped the round. Help me drag her outside. She will be just fine!

[Bernie and Doris drag Fanny outside. Bernie returns and pulls out a pistol and delivers the coup de grace to each of the fallen and bloody Communists. He runs out of ammunition after fifteen rounds and stops to reload. This is when he notices that a badly wounded Smithson is trying to crawl out of the room. He walks over to him and points the gun at the back of Smithson's head. The man feeling something ominous rolls over to face Bernie.]

Bernie: SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS! [He fires and blows apart Smithson's face]

[Bernie continues the shooting until each of the Communists are shot in the head. He moves the body of the dead secretary and gathers up the documents and Smithson's laptop which go into his backpack. After this is done he carefully checks out the room one final time before his exit.]

[SCENE: Outside the conference room. Fanny has been placed up against a wall opposite the conference room door by Doris, who has opened a well stocked First Aid kit, and is talking to Fanny as she searches for medicine. Bernie walks past the bodies of the two obviously dead Communist security guards, then returns to shoot both in the head,]

Doris: Very professional Bernie, always put the last round in the old brain bucket just to be sure!

Bernie: How's Fanny?

Fanny: Hurting! I feel like I got hit by a truck!

Bernie: Excellent!

Doris: [frowning] Excellent?

Bernie: Feeling pain from a gunshot wound is good. It means you're still alive.

Doris: I give! What can I do for her? She's not bleeding...pain killers?

Bernie: Just keep her talking and awake. We don't want her going into shock.

Doris: What about getting her to the ER?

Fanny: No...I can handle the pain. If I go to the ER with a gunshot wound, the cops get called...

Bernie: [Looking down at her naked chest] Your chest and boobs are going to look like hell for a few weeks, but you should heal okay...you're not bleeding from the mouth, so the lungs are okay...Ready to stand up?

[Bernie and Doris on either side pull Fanny to her feet and the trio start walking down a corridor to the freight elevator. Doris returns to put the First Aid kit back in her backpack. Then she pulls a red rose in plastic out of pocket with gloved hand and throws into the conference room.]