Beware the Jabberwock

NOTE: I am editing out much of the content of this post, written by me yesterday. I explain my reasoning–or try to–in my next post, ‘The Day After’.

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“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”
                                                     ~Lewis Carrol

Beware the Jabberwock. ISIS. [redacted] We’ve seen what these people are capable of. And yet, despite multi-national efforts to vanquish [redacted], ISIS continues to wreak havoc around the globe. Why?

I’ve been thinking a lot about that question. With enemies now on a global scale, how can ISIS keep doing what it’s doing? Thinking of the United States now: with our intel, our military might, our global  influence, why can’t we stop it? Can it be that our limited world-view is our problem, that the values we hold most dear–life, liberty, democracy–are impeding our best efforts? Is it possible that our values ARE the problem; that we’re not able to understand ISIS because our view of ISIS is seen through our limited, experiential lens?

[redacted] we need to open our eyes. We need to educate ourselves, and quickly. It won’t be easy. I don’t pretend to understand [redacted], to fathom how human beings can be so cruel, so violent, and in such a methodical way. [redacted].

I’ve found two texts online that have opened my eyes, at least a little. The first is an in-depth article about ISIS, from The Atlantic and which (hopefully), can be accessed via the following URL, [redacted]:

The second is “The Management Of Savagery”, a treatise published online in 2004 (translated into English in 2006 by William McCants). It appears to be a thorough, detailed, ‘how to’ manual/manifesto for achieving total control and domination, achieved via violence and cruelty, meted out deliberately, and without mercy.

[redacted] I just finished Neanderthal, a 1996 novel written by John Darnton. Not the best novel I’ve ever read, but there was one part that jumped off the page, gripped my [redacted] heart and gave it a cold, hard squeeze. [redacted]

 It was a story not of how the battle was won but of how it was lost. It was lost not by inferior weapons, lesser numbers, disorganization, or cowardice. It was lost by ignorance, by naiveté, by trust that was incapable of recognizing the depth of the enemy’s treachery…[redacted]

Know thine enemy has never held more sway.


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