The Truth is… / La Verdad Es…


The Truth is…
Don’t say it! Don’t even try. It will get you nowhere. Trust the Green Dog.
Or don’t. Figure it out for yourself, because I don’t want to be the cause of anyone not thinking. There are more than enough people out there that run a country mile in the bat of an eye to avoid it.
What I mean is don’t tell the truth. They’ll never believe you. In fact, you’ll be branded a liar or a fool.
That the world is fast running to the edge of a large scale, global conflict is quite obvious. The causes, to name them briefly, are anger, fear and hate. To me, that all boils down to one thing: ignorance.
And my question is, who benefits from such ignorance?
Some people blame it on other religions and cultures. I cannot agree, in spite of understanding how it originates. How do these other cultures actually benefit? Is their prestige increased?
From the evidence, it is hardly the case. Islam has been signaled out as the main cause of terror, and obviously it has not provided Muslims as a whole with more credibility, success or sympathy. On the contrary, they are viewed as undesirable neighbours by some.
When Power gets its way, an innocent gets used as scapegoat.
Terrorists are criminals. True.
But they are a rabid dog whose leash is being held by their Master. It is this Master who is ultimately responsible for the chaos created.
Who benefits from creating chaos, deceiving millions of migrants, causing millions of refugees, financing wars, dumbing down millions of citizens?
Answer that, and you’ll see the hand of the Master. Toxic, global capitalism.
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La verdad…
No la digas. Ni lo intentes. No te llevará a ninguna parte. Fíate del Perro Verde.
O no. No quiero ser la causa de que alguien no intente pensar. Hay muchos que corren cual liebre montesa si tienen que pensar.
Lo que quiero decir es que no digáis la verdad. No os creerán. De hecho te llamarán mentiroso o tonto.
Que el mundo camina a pasos agigantados hacia un conflicto global es obvio. Las causas, en resumidas cuentas, son la ira, el miedo y el odio. Para mí, esto se reduce a una cosa: ignorancia.
Y mi pregunta es ¿a quién le beneficia tal ignorancia?
Algunas personas culpan a otras religiones y culturas. No puedo estar de acuerdo con esto, a pesar de entender de dónde sale. ¿Cómo se benefician estas culturas? ¿Se incrementa su prestigio, credibilidad o éxito?
Por los hechos, se ve que no es el caso. El islam se ha señalado como la causa del terrorismo, con lo cual, obviamente, no ha favorecido a los musulmanes en general. Por el contrario, se les ve con desconfianza, como vecinos poco deseables.
Cuando aquellos que ostentan el Poder ganan, los inocentes se utilizan como cabeza de turco.
Los terroristas son criminales. Cierto.
Pero son un perro rabioso cuya correa sujeta su Amo. Ese Amo es el culpable último del caos que existe.
¿Quién se beneficia de crear caos, engañar a millones de inmigrantes. causar millones de refugiados, financiar guerras, embrutecer a millones de ciudadanos?

Contesta eso y sabrás quién es el Amo. El capitalismo tóxico global.

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