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(04-15-2013)

Educating Rich America
The bad press junket begins!

We open with a wide shot of a school classroom, American flags hanging in each corner, betwixt them children’s paintings of famous icons like Lady Liberty, Mount Rushmore, Stars and stripes, a bald eagle, and for some reason Dolly Parton. Whichever kid drew Parton was spot on though, as the painting shows her bust in all its glory. There’s also a rather good silhouette style painting of Michael Jackson in the center, as if in the most important place in the room. We hear a bell, and suddenly around 25 children burst into the room, taking their seats at their tiny desks, boys and girls, all dressed smartly.

It’s clear we are in something of an upper class school, as the desks are all prim and proper, the kids are dressed smartly, and there’s not a speck of dust in the room, never mind dirt. The teacher appears next, a tall man, thin and creepy looking, with one of those natty little suit and tie combos that you usually only see businessmen wearing.

Class, I’d like you to welcome our guest speaker at this time. He comes from a company...Let’s see here...

The man shuffles notes, oddly unprepared as if the visit was impromptu.

Ah yes, Mr. Cyn Jang Young. From Albatross Trans-Global. Mr Cyn is here to talk to you all about how business works between America and her allies.

Upon these words, Neonero enters the room. He’s dressed smartly, rather like the Nero of old. He takes a moment to observe the children, eyeing them all closely, then nods to himself. He’s basically just noticing whether they are all white or not, and indeed they are. This is white America after all.

Good morning, children.

Nero waves with a smile.

Gooood moorrrrniiing misterrr cyynnnn.

The children respond like well trained dogs, though their tone betrays their conditioning.

As mentioned I am Mr. Cyn, and I’ll be teaching you all about America and her powerful presence on the world, how America creates its trade networks and how enriching those are for other countries.

Nero clears his throat, feigning discomfort speaking.

Now then, we begin with every American’s favourite punching bag...the middle east! Beginning with Afghanistan. Now, many people question why America and her allies need to be inside Afghanistan. Many Philistines will tell you that America just makes profit from war and they need not be there. But this is not so! Of course, war is profitable. And, of course, the actual conflict in Afghanistan will never be resolved. Afghanistan is a tribal country, and the rules of engagement make it quite impossible to destroy them wholesale. What purpose would that serve except to require America to pull out of the country? The truth is much simpler, and much greener...Opium! Afghanistan has the biggest Opium supply in the world, and as we all know, drugs sell! Now, kids, drugs are bad, m’kay?

The teacher agrees, wagging his finger around at the class as if trying to accent Nero’s words, oblivious to the reference Nero was making.

Unless you’re selling them! That’s right, Your government is basically just operating as the world’s biggest drugs cartel. Real classy like, though. And they get to play Call of Duty shooting ‘Arabs’ while they’re at it too. See, a little corruption goes a long way. From Capitol Hill to a cave in Tora Bora. None of this would be possible were it not for your intricate network of conspirators, who are happy to lie to the masses and create false flags.

The children are looking on intently. One small girl is taking notes, presumably on how to create evil and succeed.

Do you know the greatest thing about the 9/11 ‘truth’ movement, led by your hard-line puppets like Alex Jones? In their efforts to falsely implicate their own leaders in the events, roundly creating confusion and dragging real ‘truthers’ away from reality and into the conspiracy sphere, what they very skilfully do is take away any and all emphasis on the Muslim extremists and just why they are so extreme.

The teacher is now clapping, nodding his head. The children look on, intently trying to glean every last detail so that their futures as despots will be a successful ones.

We could start with Israel and Palestine. The middle East is, as everyone knows, predominantly Muslim now. Except for the more liberal areas, and of course, Israel. Now, Israel was once a nation, thousands of years ago. But so was Palestine. Back in the so called ‘time of Jesus Christ’, there was no such thing as being ‘Christian’, and Jesus was a Jew, remember. So after WWII, when the last thing the world wanted was more conflict, what could we possibly do to regain our ‘Christian’ ‘Western’ grasp over the middle east? We recreated Israel, and gave them the ‘Holy city’ – ahem – Jerusalem. Not since the Lionheart and Salahadin fought had we tried to grasp the middle east and her resources, and never had it been so easy to just walk in and take it.

Nero clicks his fingers.

Now we have Israel, a hundred times ahead of its neighbours in military capability, able to subvert its Palestinian populace, and the best part is, we pay them to do it. We render the Muslim with no way to fight back, and label the Muslim as terrorist when he uses improvised means to do so.

Nero makes his trademark crazy face, throwing up the thumbs on both hands.

We machine gun them,, bulldoze their houses, wall them inside their own land, snipe them off, send in predator drones, air strikes and such...and they are labelled the terrorists instead of us. Aside from the obvious media aid, which your teacher tells me you all learned about already?

The class all nod. Yeessss Misssterrr Cynnnn.

Aside from that, we just need religion, children. Religion is the key. Religion led the crusades, just as it leads the subversion of Palestine, and validates any and every action taken against any country in the middle east. It wont matter if you tell your children that Iran have different Pokemon cards than America. They aren’t Christian, its enough motive. You’re blessed with that Bible belt who will back any hostility against the Muslim countries. And a consensus that we have moved on from religion in the wider populace. It’s perfect. We aren’t subject to its limitations, but we can use it as an excuse.

Nero rolls his hands, exaggerating the point.

Telling the world America is the land of opportunity for all was a masterstroke from your forefathers. Let the black man think he owns the farm he slaves to build. Forget the natives who are being subverted, they’ll have casinos in a few centuries. As for the Hispanics...if they insist on coming up from the south which they’ve so gloriously failed to make prosperous already, then they can work for handfuls of money...and they can buy themselves a piece of the American dream.

Nero grins, pointing around the classroom.

YOUR American dream. The one where you can sit in your ivory towers without fear.

The teacher moves to the fore of the class, applauding, and pats Nero on the back. Nero smiles, nodding at the teacher, and the class starts clapping along too.

Any questions for Mr. Cyn, before he goes?

A boy raises his arm as high as he can, and is so frantic to be chosen that the teacher can’t turn him down.

Jebediah?

Umm, umm, we have blacks in power now. Including of course Mr. Obama. Why do we give them power?

The teacher moves to strike the boy in anger, but Nero restrains him.

Let me field this. The presidency is...a façade. Just as the senate, the house of representatives...No the power lies with our corporations, our military industrial complex, and religion. A black president is not a problem, in fact, it’s useful. Why? Because it gives us not just a scapegoat, but also a puppet. A mouthpiece through which to peaceably subvert the lower races.

The teacher un-tenses, satisfied with Nero’s answer. Next up a small girl with pigtails.

You said that erm, the Senate and the House are fac...umm...fac...

Facades?

Yes, why are they facades too?

Again, puppetry. We need people who even believe themselves in these positions. Take for example Senator John Samuels.

Who?

I know I know, just bear with me. This guy is the perfect politician. Rotten at the core, driven by money. He’s willing to berate any liberal in sight, and he goes to church. Now tell me, could we create a better pariah? Just like Alex Jones, he is hated by many, but loved by many. This is the kind of chaos we need in America. Look at the gun debate. What would Americans be thinking about if the gun debate wasn’t relevant? The answer is ‘too much’. So you create this debate, and get everyone’s strongest feelings and indignation boiling. Instant distraction.

Nero laughs.

Really though, it just shows you the base idiocy of these people. They think they need guns to stop us subverting them!

The class bursts into laughter, amazed with the stupidity of the masses, the same stupidity that allows them to be sat where they are.

One more question for Mr Cyn.

A boy at the back of the class is chosen. He stands, pointing at Nero angrily.

You aren’t white! You’re Asian!

The class gasps, and the teacher follows suit. He takes a step back, looking at Neonero, who grins inanely at them all. Once again, nought but the power of suggestion has fooled everyone.

Correct. Of course I’m not American, I have a soul! Seriously, it was very easy to get in here. All I had to do was act like one of you, and none of you even clocked my Asian face. I used the same sleight of hand that you all believe in, the kind that spreads American/English imperialism across the globe. Oh, that’s right, you didn’t notice the English accent did you? I’m half English, half Korean.

Sir, you need to leave, right now...

The tall teacher puts his hand on Nero’s shoulder violently, trying to push him in the direction of the door.

Oh, that’s interesting.

What?

You’ve just attacked me, so I am now within my legal rights to use reasonable force in return. Smile, you’re on camera.

The teacher looks at the camera, then backs away a little.

What’s the matter, you didn’t want to follow through with your little pussy-tap? Do you have the same problem in bed with your whore of a wife?

My wife is not a –

YES SHE IS! SHE SUCKED ME OFF FOR NO MORE THAN A COUPLE OF BEN FRANKIES! Your wife loves Asian cock. What do you have to say about that?

She would never –

Nero produces a camera phone, and shows the teacher, then the camera, but not the class, mind, a photo of what we must assume is the teacher’s wife giving someone head. We have no idea if it’s really Nero but the point is made. The teacher’s feet give way underneath himself, pure shock taking over his body. Nero points at him, and addresses the class.

This is how you must dominate the world. Dominate, subvert, rape, and take all that they own, until they are nothing more than puppet states at your beckon call. In Ancient Rome the weak, poor, emaciated and rejected were thrown in the Amphitheatre. Here, today, we have no need for Amphitheatres, as these people happily humiliate themselves on television for free, and kill themselves with alcohol, drugs and fast food.

Nero Suddenly hits a shining wizard on the teacher, but doesn’t bother locking on a triangle hold. He gets to his feet calmly, dusting himself off, then looks at the class a final time.

Remember, children. All roots lead to sin. Just as every cloud leads to rain. So you may as well get soaked and shampoo.

Peace!

Nero throws up the ‘V’ peace sign, then merrily bounds out of the classroom. We follow him, and he turns to the camera.

Ah, youth. Impressionable aren’t they? From any angle. The difference between making a small child cry and a whole classroom cheer is but mere wordplay. Mr Samuels, I thank you for your exploits last week, as they inspired my little classroom visit. You seem to be into kissing babies and hiding your lack of morals, and that’s your schtick, right? I mean I hate to sum you up in just a sentence, but you seem about that transparent. You’re obviously a bit scatter brained, bad at doing things for yourself, hence sending your little assistant to wave cash and her tits in people’s faces when you need something. So I thought I would make this as simple as possible here today. I also have a PA, though he lacks the sexual allure that yours seems to emanate.

Nero licks his lips, then snaps himself out of it, slapping himself in the face.

Damn, a whole week of ignoring Ursula’s tits, now I have another pair. What’s your problem anyway, Heyman? At any rate, you know what you are, Sammy, so there’s no need for me to exaggerate this point further, except to say good day...

...I said Good day.

We (not I) fade

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