America's New War

by William Cooper

When I was a boy I used to read Pogo in the Sunday Comics

One day Pogo, Churchy, and all the other little male swamp creatures raided the cupboard, got out the pots and pans, placed them upon their heads, fashioned wooden swords, and leaving their women-folk behind, set out in a little flat bottomed boat to find the enemy.

For several Sundays I marveled at the antics of the lady possums, skunks, turtles, and bears as they went about their business supporting the little war at home. Of course they endured hardships, all alone, and spent many an hour at the water's edge peering out, watching for the return of their little men.

On one memorable Sunday morning I rushed to my Father's chair to wait for him to finish reading his paper. I wanted to check on the war and see how things were going. And finally my page fell to the floor.

That morning the little ladies heard a great commotion out in the swamp and all ran down to the shore. Their biggest fear was that the enemy would attack while the warriors were at swamp far from home.

Eventually, from around the corner of an island, from behind the great swamp tree, a boat appeared so full of kitchen armor clad barbarians that a great gasp went up from the little crowd on the beach. They began to look around for weapons with which to protect themselves... when all of a sudden!

As the boat approached the shore Little Pogo possum, 3 quart pot perched upon his head, wooden sword held magnificently aloft, stood up in the bow of the boat and made a great pronouncement. It was the best speech I have ever read. I remember it to this day.

"We have found the enemy, and they are us!"

Where is Pogo when we need him?

Will America's Fools swallow America's New War?

For reference read The Report from Iron Mountain, Aldous Huxley's Brave New World and George Orwell's 1984.