The dizzying thrill of a work like this is that all of it is so tied to my certainty, to the now unproven declaration of my personal destiny, so dependent upon a prophesied Babe Ruth home run, that the Self-evident Exception will have no meaning really, unless I do indeed become President of the United States in 2012.

Much of this attitude is inspired by the first half of Joseph J. Ellis’ biography of George Washington, His Excellency. I’m so glad Ellis didn’t use "Self-evident Exception" for his title, even though that was his most incisive description of our first President. I’m here to claim that crown.

No three words so marry the Declaration of Independence to individual freedom as the Self-evident Exception. Over 12 years ago, when being driven back into Manhattan from my country home, Evergrowth, a rather large neo-Colonial house on a hill just off Route 22 north of Millerton on the western side of the Berkshire Mountains, I wrote this on my laptop computer:

After Eternity

and Mother Earth

There is nothing more powerful

in the Universe

than the free,

Unique

and independent human being.

The list of history’s giants of individual freedom is well recorded. None that I know of ever had the arrogance to describe their triumph in as colorful style as I am doing in this essay. It all depends on the 2012 U.S. Presidential election.

The book will in essence be a diary, a series of dated entries that not only include relevant events of the day, but inter-relationships between those events and previous acts and upheavals of history. Prophetic in the extreme, it will outline the similarities between America in the first decade of the Third Millennium and the first 13 Colonies of the British Empire prior to our momentous American Revolution.

I am, as of page 73 of His Excellency, no longer overwhelmed by the mirror image of George Washington’s rise to Commander-in-Chief, as it precisely replicates my own progress from this day of February 4, 2006, and forward. To paraphrase Joseph Ellis’ sense of our First President’s destiny, where history is headed, America and I are going there together. My "summons" to lead has arisen from the ineradicable and indomitably manifest destiny of Individual Freedom, of which I am not only one of the best examples but the most eloquent of practitioners.

In the midst of evaluating my own qualifications to lead America out from under a homegrown and treasonous empire which, while wrapping the face of Christ about itself, resurrects the tyrannies of the Roman and post-Revolutionary French Empires, the lights went out. Literally. In the candlelight which my wife Margie provided, I completed these thoughts, knowing full well that similar "blackouts" lay ahead of us. By the 2013 Inaugural Ball, I will have lost more battles than I won; indeed, I’ll have lost more battles than any victorious Presidential Candidate in history.

The fruits of Washington’s early experiences in the military, his voluntary service to the British Empire’s efforts to quell the French and Indian assaults upon the Ohio Country, are fairly well summed up in the author’s quote from His Excellency: "For the rest of Washington’s life, all arguments based on the principle of mutual trust devoid of mutual interest struck him as sentimental nonsense."

Being a romantic and prone to sentiment, I took this as the first debunking of my claims to be an almost one-man Empire Demolitions Expert. However, after realizing that America, the nation which became the jewel in the crown of Individual Freedom, has as the oxygen of its soul only individual freedom to breathe, I knew we’d found that all-important "mutual interest" so required to avoid the quicksand of a blithely shared "mutual trust."

The Clinton/Bush Global Pax Americana of the Third Way – yes, the title is a bit long but pretty much covers the size and ambitions of two former Presidents, William J. Clinton and George H.W. Bush – has more than its share of mutual interests. If you number money and power as the first two, you’re off to a good start. The birthday of their dreams, their glimpses of unlimited power-sharing, must have begun during the Nixon years when Bush, as CIA director, took his ever-expanding Company, as they call it, to Mena, Arkansas and, with Governor Clinton’s permission and full cooperation, began a "guns and drugs" fundraiser to arm the Contras in Nicaragua. Such an off-the-books, undisclosed "emergency fund" for CIA operations is a commonplace in foreign territory and not altogether unconstitutional. However, when the FBI must look the other way as domestic drug laws are brazenly broken and the State Judicial Department of Arkansas must not only join the FBI’s "see no evil" policy but, in some cases, aid and abet cover-ups, well, you see the problem. It’s an unseemly way to begin what is now a three-decade marriage of the Democratic and Republican Parties and a kind of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid friendship between Bill and George.

When one is aware of how good a friend Governor Clinton made of the CIA before his run for the Presidency, it’s no wonder he made it and the other more promising Democratic candidate Mario Cuomo was so easily pushed out of the way, demoted roundly to the position of local radio talk-show host after having been a formidable Governor of New York State and the most obvious candidate for President after his nominating speech at the Democratic Party Convention in 1988. Cuomo is a Catholic, and you know what happens to Catholics in the Democratic Party if they become President. Senator John Kerry was in no danger of assassination had he been elected because he’d been justifiably excommunicated by Rome during the election campaign. His version of the Golden Rule is "let’s do unto gestating infants what we would not want done to our own gestating infancy," and this dictum just wouldn’t hold with Pope John Paul II.

The ongoing war of the secularists against the Catholic Church, one that exploded in Dallas with John F. Kennedy’s assassination, is perhaps America’s longest-running internal war against any ideology, including Communism.

Now at what point George and Bill decided to share the office of the presidency between their two families is hard to determine. George H.W. Bush’s lame showing in the 1992 election campaign – his "I don’t have the vision thing" approach – implies that the Yale graduate of the Skull and Bones fraternity went beyond setting himself up with "read my lips." He took a dive! Bill, in turn, gave George W. Bush no worries about becoming President when he chose Al Gore to be his vice-president. Why did the Republicans then pull in their claws during the impeachment proceedings against Clinton? Bill knew as much about the Bush/Clinton Plans for a Dual Napoleonic Empire as George did. Jumping in bed with the devil, to borrow the title of Robert Baer’s investigative report on the Bush family’s overly close relationship with the Saudi Royal Family, leaves excrement on everyone’s horns.

The Dual Napoleons have, perhaps by necessity, added a third member to their Empire, made themselves into a Triumvirate, to speak in purely Roman Imperial terms, with the appearance of Barack Obama, whose Wall Street Angel George Soros insisted that Obama be considered among the "Caesars." Therefore we have a Triangle or Pyramid of Power: Bill at the Top, George below and to the Right, and Senator Obama to the Left. He, with his all-black College of Patrice Lumumba at the University of Chicago, is sporting a growing posture of African-American Racial Supremacy. That fits in nicely with Bill’s offices in Harlem and his White Bwana role as the "first black President," to quote Toni Morrison.

Where does Hillary Clinton fit into this mix? If Bill is Julius Caesar, then – according to the version of the Roman Empire painted by the novelist Colin Falconer in When We Were Gods – Hillary is Cleopatra, who had a prolonged affair and child with the ill-fated Emperor Julius. Hillary’s FEMALE Supremacy fits in nicely with the Goddess-worshipping Queen of Egypt.

None of this Roman Empire play-acting – it was George, you remember, who came up with the phrase Pax Americana, recalling Octavius Caesar’s Pax Romana – would be possible if it weren’t for the French Revolution’s desire to set aside all Judeo-Christian influence and begin a French Empire where the pagan Roman Empire left off, just prior to Constantine’s posthumously condemned move, excoriated at least by 18^th-Century France, to Christianize Italy.

Where is America now in all of this?

With the Roe v. Wade decision, almost simultaneously occurring while George and Bill began their "guns and drugs" operation in Mena, the words of the Declaration of Independence were changed from "all men are created equal" to "all men are gestated equal, endowed by a growing Intellectually Supremacist Empire to a highly alienable life, following, of course, the first two trimesters of gestation, during which they are nothing more than egg yolk…"

So, you see the prow of the American Ship of State was literally cut off by the Supreme Court. The United States now sits like a barge in a United Nations harbor to be dragged by Bill and George into a doormat colony status akin to that of Canada, complete with all of Socialism’s benevolently requisite tyrannies. States’ rights, when viewed after the bloodbaths at Waco and Ruby Ridge, are a thing of the past. With the carte blanche given the Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms Department, no state borderlines are the least bit sovereign. They can be crossed at any time when any Washington official believes that alcohol, tobacco or firearms can be found in an American home. When States’ rights are gone, our loss of individual freedom cannot be far behind.

So we’re in worse shape than the colonies were under a 1.5% tea tax, aren’t we? The "Intolerable Acts" of 1775, the occupation of Boston by British troops after the Tea Party, are insignificant compared to the current threat. Wait until 2011, the year before I’m called back from Canada to run for President. United Nations troops will be occupying major American cities in the same way that British troops did in Colonial times. Empires don’t differ all that much from one millennium to the next.

What if George and Bill suspend elections in 2012?

Then we’ll have a Second Civil War and I guess I’ll just have to grow a beard, add a few more inches to the bottoms of my boots and play Abraham Lincoln in camouflage gear. Abortion and slavery are so equally repugnant, and all of us were gestating infants at one time, that overturning Roe v. Wade, even if the Johnny Rebs run the federal government, will not be stopped.

I don’t anticipate a civil war because the Bush/Clinton Global Empire will be falling apart in 2011. That’s why the UN troops will be brought in, to cover up the dissolution of this home-grown, treasonous power grab by two sophomoric idiots. Yes, well, at least Bill is an idiot. A pathological liar like our former President is certainly an idiot for believing his own lies. On top of that, he’s sitting on four coalitions of supremacist thinking: his own Intellectual Supremacy, his wife’s Female Supremacy, Obama’s African-American Supremacy, and the Arafat/Adams, Palestinian/IRA terrorist connections Bill so sycophantically established on his "peacekeeping" missions. Gerry Adams of the Irish Republican Army even warned the President that a bomb would go off in London to break Clinton’s Peace Treaty. Bill didn’t even ask where the bomb would be detonated. It’s noblesse oblige to terrorists, see.

With supremacist landmines sitting beneath the Emperor, there will inevitably be a falling out once some of Bill’s promises are broken. Obama’s patriarchal priorities hardly reconcile with Hillary’s fanatic creed that "women’s rights are human rights."

To anyone who agrees with what I’ve written, I suggest strapping on your individual freedom gear and start preparing for a very bumpy six years ahead. No comfort will be offered from your emasculated governors or from the leaders of your political parties. You’ll have to start relying on yourself in the growing certainty that, once your individual freedom is in fighting shape, you will not be alone in the mutual interest of protecting one another’s individual freedom.