This is the thing which is now driving me crazy.
Bergen named this book "The Longest War" because it is technically accurate in that the amount of time involved in fighting the last eleven years has been longer than any other extended conflict we've been in.
What gets me about the book is how I am still at the center of all those ciphers, which is not bad so much as terrifying, to think that I will have to be responsible for absorbing all those cover stories just so someday I can say holy shit these people have been lying about genocide since 2001.
I hear over and over again about the value of work, but if the value of work is material success, then the people with the most material must be the best people because they did this noble "work" so much.
That makes the rich people taking over the world into people who feel they deserve to own the world just because they have $4 billion laying around with which to buy a Congress.
The Longest War if anything else, was an investment paid by a company to a writer paid to write such books, writing about a fundraiser which was secretly listed as an act of war so that funds could be raised selling machines of war for as long as it takes to start a war and end it without being caught treating it like a fundraiser. And I am reading it because I am completely broke and homeless, trying to navigate the life of a human rights victim while surrounded by campaigns and celebrities and just enough food stamps to eat bread until the end of the month.
Trillions upon trillions of dollars spent just so that people can demonstrate how egregiously they will spend just to demonstrate that books can be written in which I am blamed for every bad thing that's ever happened to anybody since the invention of the dangling chad, describing how much was spent getting away with this book writing process, which is still ongoing as long as it is still unfinished and thus unprocessed by me the remote editor/receiver in the field being nursed through an international incident at the magazine section of the grocery store.
What I want to do is show Marty because I think he's been pointing out some stuff in the Willy Week that I happen to agree with, and I don't mean the literal interpretation of his recent article, but rather the secret content on that other frequency, which I know he must be familiar with at the very least because he knows people from the precise house in 1999 where the Paper Street Soap Company never happened.
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