Hello beautiful but screwed up world,
I realize that as a commentator on semi-important things like preserving hard-earned assets and trying to live free in a fairly unfree world that I am supposed to speak in a professional manner and not talk too personally. But, today is my birthday and I really just want to speak from my heart today. I truly apologize in advance if you don't like it and it is only a delete key away from being quickly erased from your own reality. I will return to more professional writings as soon as Monday...
I am looking out on what is one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen, Acapulco Bay...warm weather, refreshing breezes, green-blue sea and deep blue skies... high above, large eagles circle tranquilly, tropical birds tweet and chirp and do what they do. A hummingbird comes and does its dance with the flowers that encircle my home. My two chihuahuas Bruce Lee and Lucy lie lazily in the sun at my side while Rango the cocker spaniel looks at me with eyes full of love and with his tail wagging. I hear my two children giggling and playing downstairs. My beautiful wife is out buying all the necessities for a party soon to start. And I think to myself, what a beautiful world.
I could be wrong but I think we all, for the most part, create our own realities. And as I think about what is wrong in the world I see that almost all of it is just because of fear. Fear is a terrible thing... and I'm glad I dropped that from my list of mental problems years ago... and haven't looked back since.
Again, I could be wrong, but I think that too many people cling to whatever they have because they fear losing it. Here's the news, you can't take anything with you. I never really understood why people think they can. I have a rich-kid friend who once did a good job in explaining it to me, though. He is the son of billionaire partners of Li Ka-shing and when I asked him this question about why the people who appear to have the most are often the most worried he told me, "You see, the more you have, the more you have to lose."
That was a very interesting insight. But even more profound, another friend told me of his conversation with an emergency room nurse who has seen countless people in their final moments. She told him that you can tell how a person lived by how they die. She said that when a person sees their mortality right in front of them, those who never truly lived panic and cry and scream, realizing they squandered whatever time they had here. Others lie in a state of complete peace. To her, she said, those people had lived and are ready to go.
Now, where they go is a question a much bigger question I could ever try to answer. But as a person who has thought he may be on the verge of shedding this mortal coil a few times -- not least of which was in a shipwreck off the coast of El Salvador -- I found I was at complete peace.
In a word or two, I think what I am trying to relay to you is that if there is something you want to do with your life, do it now. I've truly had the pleasure of doing, being and seeing more than I could ever have imagined. And, perhaps, I will do, be and see even more... but if this were my last day, it wouldn't bother me in the least. I would say to the world, "Thank you." Many religious types talk about miracles, but to me the miracle is every single day. It is that life exists at all.
Sure, there is plenty wrong on this space rock... but the good far outweighs the bad. If it didn't, I may not even want to be here. And we can spread the word of peace... true peace. Like not ever hitting your child. Like not ever hitting anyone who never hit you. Or even forgiving those who have hit you. Not castigating... not abusing... not causing damage to others. Then the sooner many will see that heaven is not a place you aspire to. It is right here.
This being American Indian Holocaust Day in the US... or as they have marketed it, "Thanksgiving", I do want to give thanks. I want to thank all those who have never transgressed against others. Or, if they have transgressed, they have repented and tried to make whole their transgression. I am thankful for all the natural beauties of this world that surround us. If you can't see that beauty, then it is probably a function of your own psychology. I am thankful for dogs, cats and the plethora of interesting beings that are everywhere on this planet. I am thankful for the air I breath, for all the love that surrounds me in my life, for my good friends and good times. I am thankful for the food I eat, the wine, vodka and Scotch I drink, the fruit, the vegetables, the tobacco I smoke. I am thankful for Canadian football, of which their version of the Super Bowl, the Grey Cup, is tomorrow. I am thankful for professional ice hockey, despite their fear keeping them from the ice at this time. I am thankful for beautiful women, both inside and out. And, I'm thankful for technology, which is the beautiful result of millions of people collaborating with the invisible hand of the market to create almost anything we want. Without it I couldn't even be speaking with you today.
It is sad that many people still believe in things that plainly are not true. They believe in the collective. They believe they are a part of things that simply don't exist. But, more and more, as this human experience develops, those who believe in things such as nation-states or governments are looking like sad anachronisms. They carry on with the belief that theft and murder by the collective is honorable... they'll learn soon enough.
But I don't want to dwell on the negatives. Nor on many people who lash out at us and say that we are dangerous or bad for not recognizing anything that the collective stands for. Today, I want to give thanks to all the wonders of life. And to you! When we began with TDV I could never imagined the thousands of amazing people who would become a part of my life and enrich it greatly. For this, I truly am greatful. Thank you!
OK, Back to Business
Okay, let me take a deep breath and get back to some semi-serious business!
To show you how far propaganda travels, I was at my son's private school in Southwestern Mexico where I was notified that parents needed to attend a play. Being far away from the US empire I was caught quite unaware when I realized that it was a Thanksgiving play, done all in English. Half the kids were dressed as indigenous Americans and the other half were dressed as British pilgrims. I was relieved to see my son was on the good side, the indigenous. But then they relayed a story so far from the truth that it was comical.
The entire play seemed to center around how the British pilgrims were starving and how the Indians fed them. And that was basically the gist of it all. I later informed my son that the reason the Pilgrims were starving is that they formed a collective upon arrival and lived like communists with no property rights and "shared" everything. As you would expect with schemes of this nature, they were scrounging for berries and starving soon after and only after they adopted a more free market, non-collective approach and respected property rights did they have their true bounty. That is the true story of Thanksgiving.
My wife stopped me before I could go on and tell my son the far more important part of the story where the church-loving Christians committed mass genocide over centuries and placed the Indians in concentration camps called Reservations.
In his biography of Hitler, John Toland wrote, "Hitler's concept of concentration camps as well as the practicality of genocide owed much, so he (Hitler) claimed, to his studies of United States history and he often praised to his inner circle the efficiency of America's extermination by starvation and uneven combat with the red savages who could not be tamed by captivity."
Six million Jews were said to have died in the German Holocaust. 50 million indigenous people were killed in the American and Canadian holocausts. Strange we hear so much about one but nothing about the other.
Ah well, no one cares. Enjoy your turkey.
A Discussion With TDV Concierge Barry Solomon
I recently visited one of many TDV Groups that are popping up all over the planet with Barry Soloman in Cabrera, Dominican Republic. And then, a few days ago I had the pleasure of speaking with him via Skype. We covered a lot on the escape from America... and from anywhere where you are being extorted and oppressed.
If you'd like to start a TDV Group in your neck of the woods, just email James Guzman at firstname.lastname@example.org. And if you'd like to access the worldwide community, just subscribe to The Dollar Vigilante.
Until Next Week
The sun is setting and good friends have begun to arrive including a few TDV'ers who are in town this week. A nice bottle of Torrontes has been chilled and opened and I am about to enjoy another day. Thank you for being a part of my and our experience by reading and participating in our activities and thank you for allowing myself and all of us at TDV to be part of your experience.