THE SELF-EVIDENT EXCEPTION

A Six-Year Record of Inevitable Victory

By Michael Moriarty

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The legendary image of China as a nation has always been the flying reptile, the serpent with wings, the airborne fire-spouting dragon, and the weird imaginary Oriental lions in a land devoid of real lions.

With a massive army and the latest in Sino-Soviet air warfare technology, Red China is a flying reptile of sorts, but the fire emanating from its mouth is the smoke of dry ice, the cold indifference to humanity that Mao Zedong displayed all his life. Reading the life of Mao leaves you shivering from the galactically cold temperatures in which the soul of the Deadly Buddha lived.

Buddha enjoined his followers to avoid intervening when at all possible. Simply watch the life around you and the hurricane of images within you. Watch only, and sit beneath the Bodhi Tree.

At the height of the Vietnam War, two Buddhist monks immolated themselves on the streets of Saigon. I guess they could no longer take the ice-cold indifference within the Buddhist temples.

Mao took all that indifference to life and vented it upon his own people. Seventy million Chinese citizens died under his rule, and that is a conservative estimate.

Seventy million dead because of one man. The coldest body count came from Maoist neglect, the starvation necessitated by his Great Leap Forward. In his mind of integers, 30 million Chinese was a small figure, a dismissible percentage of nearly one billion human beings.

So, the Chinese were locked in a freezer for about 56 years. There are winters in China, of course – a cold dampness that so chilled the bones of Mao’s troops during the Long March that they dropped in fatigue and died in the swamps, while Mao himself was being carried on a litter for hundreds of miles by coolies.

Ho Chi Minh, while fighting his war of liberation for Vietnam, knew the soul of Mao and also understood it had arisen from the same French education he himself had received. Ho wanted the French out of Vietnam, asked President Dwight D. Eisenhower to help him. When refused, Ho didn’t go to Mao but to the Soviet Union for help. Latin revolutionaries like Che Guevara wouldn’t trust Mao either.

What will the Chinese Politburo do in the coming years? With the Emperor of Ice advising them from his grave and the greedy capitalists infusing China with western goods, commodities and know-how, will they kowtow to a vibrant, albeit exploitive corporate infrastructure? Or will the Chinese Politburo obey Mao’s orders to deliver more ice to the rest of the world?

From Mao’s point of view, I would say, since he was never a hypocrite, he has a tough choice. He followed the lessons of Robespierre, Bonaparte, Napoleon III, Marx, Engels, Stalin and Lenin to the nth degree. There was Communism and then there is its purest and most brutal form – Maoism!

"Do I, Mao Zedong, allow Western hypocrites, careerists and Wall Street exploitation to devour my people, or do I risk it all and bomb the crap out of the so-called Free World?"

What do Mao and his Politburo have to offer the Chinese in return? Ice-cold indifference to human life – that’s what! That policy would fit nicely into the plans the Founder of Eugenics, Sir Francis Galton, has promulgated for more than a century. Yes, the new human race designed by the Scientists necessitates Mao’s murderous and sadistically delivered human indifference. That’s what Bill Clinton is counting on.

Will Mao bow before Galton’s throne? Will he allow his name to be reduced to that of a delivery boy for an English mathematician who had never really distinguished himself in anything except receiving a knighthood in much the same way Clinton received a Rhodes Scholarship? I don’t think so.

If the French Revolution hadn’t succeeded, if Soviet sympathizers hadn’t infiltrated American universities, colleges, science and the arts, then the United States wouldn’t have become so infernally hypocritical. Whatever freedom the Founding Fathers of the American Republic offered their citizens from 1776 on, has been so defiled by a combination of capitalist greed – the Daddy Warbucks Syndrome which President Theodore Roosevelt fought tenaciously with anti-trust suits – and Communist infiltration from New York to Hollywood, that America no longer really knows what she stands for.

Well, as an upcoming Presidential Candidate, I’ll remind Americans what they are: the creators, protectors and guarantors of Individual Freedom under the Golden Rule. That’s what America stands for, always has and always will. That the beneficiaries of such freedom, the celebrities who disport their own unleashed individual freedom on the screen, stage and television, should spit on the very country that empowered them, incite anti-Americanism, rap out lyrics that call for the downfall of their own artistic origins, the Paternity of Individual Freedom… well, damn them. Damn them to hell.

Denmark, the most courageous of European nations, recently published a cartoon of Mohammed wearing a bomb on his head for a turban and a Communist star and sickle on his face. Danish embassies are now being burned in Islamic countries. If the Free World does not support freedom of expression – the power we have of aiming for the jugulars of tyranny – then we are indeed lost. God bless Denmark!

And God bless America. Our nation has so left the French Revolutionaries eating our dust, so rendered them a pack of Wile E. Coyotes that the sounds of American "beep-beeps" in their ears ought to drive them into such sleep deprivation that the auteur films they’ll be making will mould the entire Post-Modern Era into an alphabet soup combining Arabic, Russian cryptics and Jacques Derrida’s Deconstructionism, an infernal bouillabaisse so repulsive in its corrupted intellectual tyranny that the French Maoist children will feed it to their parents just to put them out of their misery – an historically recorded, cultural euthanasia.

And what will Mao be doing while he "watches," laughing, erupting in convulsions over the fate of the very nation, the Dr. France-en-stein who created him?