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Subject: ::: Revised Boy Scout Manual (1/2) :::
From: Dan Clore <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Date: Mon, 19 July 1999 05:26 AM EDT
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THE REVISED BOY SCOUT MANUAL (1/2)

by William Burroughs

REVOLUTIONARY WEAPONS AND TACTICS

Since World War I, revolutionary weapons and tactics
have undergone a biologic mutation to survive the
invention of heavy weapons. Anyone can make a sword,
a spear, a bow and arrow in his basement or spare room
workshop. He can make the approximation of a small arm.
He cannot make automatic weapons, tanks, bombers,
fighter planes, destroyers, artillery. These heavy
weapons are in the hands of reactionary forces, which
give them an overwhelming advantage in direct combat.
With heavy weapons five percent of the population can
hold down ninety-five percent by sheer force. This
advantage, which did not exist before heavy weapons,
must now be taken into account.

A belated development to be sure. the stupidity of the
military mind is unbelievable. Toward the end of the
Civil War in the United States, a crude machine gun and
a crude tank were rejected by President Lincoln's military
advisors as impractical. Now these weapons were primitive
to be sure, but quite usable, and all the elements were
there. In World War II, General Gamelin thought that tanks
were unimportant until they poured around the end of his
Maginot Line. General Gamelin did not like tanks.

So, plinking around the streets with a Barretta .25 is
little to the purpose. And still less a Colt Army .45, a
handgun so inaccurate it is more dangerous to friend than
enemy - your friends being closer to it. It is a very
myopic handgun. Bombs, in the post office and the police
stations - what is this, the IRA in 1916? Blow up the
Statue of Liberty would you? Have you any idea how much
good gelginite it would take to explode that old beast?
The same explosive material, discreetly placed, could bring
down the economic system of the West. The Boy Scout Manual
will show you how...

The extent to which revolutionary theory and tactics is
disadvantageously shaped by opposition is something few
revolutionaries like to think about, being for the most
part as bigoted and impervious to facts as those whom
they think they oppose. In 1848, a worldwide liberal
movement was ruthlessly crushed in Europe and vitiated in
South America. Consider how present day revolutionaries
are being Che Guevara'd back into the nineteenth
century to repeat the mistakes of Garibaldi and Bolivar.
Bolivar liberated a large section of South America from
Spain. He left intact the Christian calendar, the Spanish
language, the Catholic church, the Spanish bureaucracy.
He left Spanish families holding the wealth and the land.

He must have loved the conquistadores in some corner of his
being to treat them with such exemplary consideration. It
is a familiar pattern: the oppressed love the oppressors
and cannot wait to follow their example. Morocco,
independent from France, takes over the inefficient French
bureaucracy. Arab countries liberated from England retain
the barbarous English method of execution. Cannot a
revolution make a clean sweep of all this old garbage.

To achieve independence from alien domination and to
consolidate revolutionary gains, five steps are necessary:

1) PROCLAIM A NEW ERA AND SET UP A NEW CALENDAR,

2) REPLACE ALIEN LANGUAGE,

3) DESTROY OR NEUTRALIZE ALIEN GODS,

4) DESTROY ALIEN MACHINERY OF GOVERNMENT AND CONTROL,

5) TAKE LAND AND WEALTH FROM INDIVIDUAL ALIENS.

Suppose that Bolivar had followed this program:

1) He sets up a new calendar with no reference to A.D./B.C..
No saints days, no Christian holidays, no more Semana Santa.

2) There are thirty-five mutually incomprehensible Indian
dialects in Peru alone. South America constitutes a Tower of
Babel. Unifying language is essential but not the colonial
languages Spanish and Portuguese. Bolivar decides that the
language of South America will be Chinese. Several
considerations dictate this choice. He has been impressed
by the equanimity of the Chinese, their quiet self-possession
in the dreariest and most forbidding places.

There is a town in the high Andes, a gloomy windy pass. Thin
air like death in the throat. From the low sod huts with no
chimneys the sullen bestial inhabitants peer out, eyes red
with smoke. No trees, windswept grass, little terraced fields
above which the mountains tower to stone and snow. The
proprietor of the one general store, an old Chinese. He has
been there many years you can tell. Unmarried and old, he
fills the order for provisions. All places are alike to him.
This quiet possession of his own space can only be attributed
to the structure of the Chinese language.

There are also aesthetic considerations. A river town in
coastal Ecuador malarial faces like dirty gray paper. Down
the mud street steps a girl naked to the waist black as ebony
with fine Mongoloid features straight hair. Negro and Chinese
full calves zowie! Chinese characters look better on signs or
on a printed page. His main consideration is to build up the
economy by attracting the frugal and industrious Chinese
settlers. Chinese will be taught in all schools. Place and
street names will be Chinese.

3. It is not necessary to track whiskey priests through the
brush. Lands and property of the church confiscated. No
religious instructions in schools. Simply make it
disadvantageous and unattractive to be a Catholic.

4. The Spanish bureaucracy, which starts with one incompetent,
lazy, dishonest, superfluous bastard who then fills an office
with all his incompetent relatives all filling out senseless
forms, must be attacked at its roots. All forms and records
to be destroyed.

5. Land and property of resident Spaniards confiscated. Those
who choose to remain must integrate into the working community.
Their children will not speak Spanish or kneel in any Christian
church.

So the face of history has changed. To return in this
illustrative fantasy, consider the weapons and tactics
available to present-day revolutionaries in the West: small
arms and similar weapons. Most useful all around hand gun is
the pig .38 Special. Anyone with reasonable coordination can be
taught in twelve rounds to hit a foot-square target at thirty
feet. And that's practical pistol shooting! the lightweight
models with two-inch barrels are quite accurate, which makes
this gun one of the lightest and most compact of all powerful
handguns.

Handguns can be traced. Possession is a crime and serves as a
provocation. Homemade weapons are useful and every good scout
will be tinkering with crossbows and rubber band guns, homemade
flame throwers and laser guns, cyanide injectors and blowguns.
Matchlock and flintlock pistols shooting a load of crushed glass
and cyanide crystals are quite effective at six feet. The simplest
cyanide injector has a large plunger that can be grasped in the
whole hand. You shove the needle in and push the plunger home in
the same thrust.

A more sophisticated model looks like a toy pistol. Needle is
unscrewed from end of barrel, the pistol cocked by drawing back
spring attached to plunger. A sponge soaked in cyanide solution
is inserted in the barrel, the needle and cap screwed back into
place. When trigger releases the spring, a massive dose of cyanide
solution is squeezed into the flesh causing instant death. When
not in use, needle is capped by a Buck Rogers death ray. If you
can catch the target, with mouth open, you can jet it in from ten
feet like a spitting cobra. This is not hard to do. They are
always ranting on about permissiveness, marijuana, anarchy,
ill-bred attacks on Her majesty, bring back hanging, bring back
flogging, heavier penalties for drug offenses, ban smut, etc. And
of course the injector is at home in bars and restaurants.
Instead of canard a l'orange he gets a mouthful of prussic acid.

A bolo made from a bicycle chain with lead weights at each end...
knives with a blade that flies off propelled by a power charge or
a powerful spring in the handle...and vibrating knives with a
vibrator in the handle. A double-edged knife on a spring that can
be whipped back and forth. Ingenuity will turn up many novel
designs. Crossbows...rubber band guns powered by a powerful rubber
band can shoot a lead slug with considerable force and accuracy up
to twenty yards...long-range blowguns, etc. These weapons are
useful for individual assassination.

ASSASSINATION BY LIST (ABL)

So who do you assassinate by list? Not the obvious targets the
politicians narcs and pigs. They are servants who obey orders. So
the targets are not the front men but the higher-ups behind the
scene. You announce that you have a list of these secret controllers
and that they will be killed one after the other. The list is
guesswork of course but the real higher-ups will soon expose
themselves. So for a start we assassinate a Swiss banker never
wrong on that. Just get a list of high Swiss bankers and pull his
name out of a hat. This is Assassination By List (ABL.) The rich and
powerful cower behind guards and electric fences.

RANDOM ASSASSINATION (RA)

Ingenious concept of random assassination has been proposed by
Brion Gysin. Five people a day in five districts of the city are
killed. Category of person and district are determined by lot. One
way would be to shuffle a pack of cards listing various categories
housewife bowler-hat-and-umbrella nun meth-drinker lavatory
attendant anyone driving or riding in a Bentley etc. The shuffle
another pack of city areas arranged into districts that do not
correspond to the actual boroughs or wards. Since the choice is
completely random there is no pattern and the assassinations cannot
be predicted or anticipated. Exempt from this daily lottery are the
police and the military. The reason: they are accorded this position
of privilege to stir resentment in the populace and so set the stage
for a subsequent accusation that rightist plotters carried out RA to
create an emergency and seize power.

RA applied to group units could paralyze the economy of the West and
this brings us too...

BOMBS AND EXPLOSIVE DEVICES

Post offices, public buildings and monuments are quite useless targets
in most cases. With less risk and less outlay of material you could
paralyze the whole communications system.

Like this: two Israeli passenger planes recently exploded, probably as
a result of bombs planted in freight of luggage by terrorists. Already
these lines are banned and nobody will fly on the planes. Now suppose
you plant five bombs a day at random. How long before no one flies or
ships freight by air? And you won't have to do it all yourself...you
will find anonymous little helpers who will start planting bombs on
planes just for jolly - wouldn't you after reading all about it? They
know it's the thing to do. And every device intercepted increases the
terror. Then you hit trains and ships, buses and subways inside the
cities. You make truck driving the most dangerous profession, with
special attention to food trucks. Then you can hit the power stations
and water reservoirs.

CHEMICAL AND BIOLOGICAL WEAPONS

For random terror attacks, gas bombs are often more effective than
explosives. They're also cheaper and easier to make. A container of
sulfuric acid concealed in package or briefcase. You press down a
plunger which drops sodium cyanide into the acid and leave your
package in the subway at the rush hour or in a theater or political
rally or revival meeting. Chemical and biological weapons could be
made in the basement lab if you know how.

In The Wild Boys I proposed to transfer desirable species of plants,
animals, fish and birds from present distribution to other areas where
conditions are sufficiently similar to insure growth and reproduction.
Look at the map and always remember your subjects may be more
adaptable than you realize.

Consider the walleyed pike, which is not a pike. The species is a perch
and undoubtedly one of the greatest freshwater pan fish. Found in the
lakes of Minnesota and Canada and in the clear clod streams down into
Missouri and Arkansas. And consider the small-mouthed black bass of
similar distribution. Both species would live in cold water anywhere.
They would thrive in the lakes and rivers of England and Scotland and
Northern Europe. The large-mouth black bass tolerates quite warm water
and could be extended to the vast waterways of the Amazon basin to the
lakes of Africa and Southeast Asia.

The yage vine could grow in the jungles of Southeastern Asia, in Africa
and probably in Louisiana, Florida and Texas. The delicate lemurs of
Madagascar, shy little wood spirits, would enhance any rain forest.
Certainly the enchanting flying fox deserves wider circulation.

Look at the map again. Introduction of a new species into an area where
they were hitherto unknown can have far-reaching consequences. This
aspect of biologic warfare has been neglected.

Here is the bushmaster from Panama south through the Amazon basin. He
may reach a length of fourteen feet and attack a human, twisting about
his thighs while he strikes at the chest and throat walking his great
fangs that can shoot half a glass of venom. No amount of anti-venom can
save him - there isn't time for it to act.

Florida, East Texas, Louisiana, jungles of Africa, Southeast Asia, the
East Indes and back along the same trade routes...the Black Mamba of
Africa that will also attack unprovoked, sliding down from trees.
Leopards and tigers released in South America would soon be driven to
man-eating by the scarcity of game, and they would eat the CIA men
first since they are bigger and slower.The good gray lard they call it,
licking the blood off of each other's faces. Plentiful, helpless, no
fur - the ideal food animal.

The fresh water shark of Nicaragua and the piranha fish would do well
in the lakes and rivers of Africa in the southern United States and in
Southeast Asia. For arid regions, the desert cobra, the rattler and the
gilla monsters, and the incomparable tiger snake of Australia. And
Wolverines for Siberia - they are a perfect curse, known to trappers
as "the little fiend." And microscopic and sub-microscopic life of
course, which brings us back to...

BIOLOGIC WARFARE PROPER

The deadly Naga virus is up for grabs. Nobody knows how it is
transmitted, and that gives the virus an advantage which any virus
knows well how to take. You immunize your own boys and turn the virus
loose. Then another...another...until you make the world safe for men
of your caliber. No, you don't have to dream up anything from science
fiction - the old standbys will go a long way...cholera, typhoid,
hepatitis. It was General Hepatitis who stopped Rommel in North Africa
in World War II. There are cartoons depicting General Mud and General
Mountains. General Mud, if I remember correctly, was supposed to stop
Hitler in Poland, but his performance was not impressive.

Consignments of ticks carrying Rocky mountain spotted fever, typhus
lice, and of course you go on looking for the big one - Australian
smallpox which thrives on vaccination. Or, suppose you could speed up
the time of the process. Instead of symptoms spread over a week they
are compressed into hours. People swell up with cancer and rot with
galloping leprosy on commuter trains...

And now, introducing two promising newcomers that deserve your
attention...easily and cheaply assembled...readily available materials:
Infrasound for Infrasound, and DOR - opportunity knocks.

INFRASOUND

This weapon is fully described in The Job, published by Grove Press
of New York. So much for the commercial. Infrasound is sound at a
frequency below the level of human hearing which sets up vibrations
in any solid obstruction including the human body. Professor Gavreau
who discovered this novel weapon says that his installation which
resembles a vast police whistle eighteen feet long, can kill up to
five miles in any direction...knock down walls and break windows, and
set off burglar alarms for miles around. his device is patented and
anybody can obtain a copy of the plans on payment of two hundred
francs at the patent office. So why be a small-time sniper?

DEADLY ORGONE RADIATION (DOR)

...Produced when any fissionable material is placed in an orgone
accumulator. An orgone accumulator is constructed by lining any
container with sheet iron or steel wool. The container must be full
of organic material, and for full concentration many alternative
layers can be used. For full description see the collected works of
Dr. Wilhelm Reich. In the chapter entitled "Orgone Physics" Reich
says "There is no protection whatsoever against DOR since it
penetrates everything, including lead or brick or stone walls of
any thickness."

A criminal hater of mankind or a political enemy, if he knew about
this, and if the USA did not know about it or did not study these
effects, could easily drop activated orgone devices looking simply
like metal lined boxes. These could infest a whole region if not a
whole continent. Each person falling ill would react to his or her
specific disease or disposition to disease, driving the symptoms to
high acuity and then curing them if properly and conscientiously
applied. However, if used with malignant intent, such infestation of
the atmosphere would surely kill or at least immobilize many people.
Exposure on a gradient scale gives immunity.

Be prepared!

(continued)

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Subject: ::: Revised Boy Scout Manual (2/2) :::
From: Dan Clore <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Date: Mon, 19 July 1999 05:26 AM EDT
Message-id: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>

THE REVISED BOY SCOUT MANUAL (2/2)

by William Burroughs

WEAPONS OF DISRUPTION, AGITATION AND SUBVERSION

A French revolutionary sets forth a method by which one
man with an unlimited expense account can bring down a
government. He invents an underground, planting stickers
and slogans. Acts of sabotage at widely separated locations
give an impression that the underground is widespread and
well-organized. All disturbances, strikes, accidents, are
claimed by the mythical underground. This method might work
in an old-style dictatorship like Spain, Greece, Santa
Domingo, Haiti. For the compels set-up in America and Western
Europe, you need a whole script and eventually a whole film
set.

NOTES ON WRITING WORLD REVOLUTION

(written March 25, 1970, Paris, France)

GENERAL PLAN:

1) An independent republican or reform party of exemplary
behavior and moderation, staying always within the law.
Personnel must be at all times above reproach, at least in
the initial stages of the operation.

2) A terrorist underground complete with detailed personnel
and methods of operation. Post films of underground drilling
can be leaked to press. The police can be allowed to capture
extensive files taken from a telephone book, and while they
drag bewildered citizens from their beds, the underground
which consists of a small group of expert saboteurs, can
strike somewhere else.

3) A terrorist reich complete with personnel. Any outrage can
be attributed to these characters. You can see how this works
in present-time Brazil where any murder of underworld figures
can be laid to the terrorist police organization. The script
is different for every country or area of operation, but its
always a one-two-three...

Here's the schema for the United Kingdom...

1) An English Republican Party (ERP). Offices in Bedford Square.
Visible personnel must be above reproach. Appeal is rational,
stressing economic factors. The monarchy is simply out of keeping
with the realities of modern life. Time to forget a dead empire
and build a living republic. Stabilize economy, cut expenses,
especially defense. Let the Yanks and NATO carry that ball - it's
to heavy for us. Build up tourist trade by giving them someplace
to eat and room service 'round the clock and food fit to eat.
Start bringing England into the twentieth century. Attract
foreign capital, stabilize population by setting up liaison
communities to facilitate immigration from the U.K. to South
America, the only under populated country. Smooth patter, discreet
lunches at Rules and Simpsons. Scrupulously abstain from any
personal attack on the royal family.

2) We prepare a pamphlet with obscene cartoons covering the royal
family with vile abuse. We send it out to members of all the best
clubs, conservative M.P.'s, officers and gentlemen on Her Majesty's
Service. The first wave takes a heavy toll in heart attacks and
apoplexy in the halls of drafty clubs...muttering imprecations at
yellowing tusks on the wall...walking down country lanes swinging
umbrellas and sticks in the air. England is in ferment like a vast
vat of bitters.

3) This vile attack on Her Majesty

Put an end to permissiveness

Bring back hangings

Bring back floggings

The piper plays "Bring Back My Bonnie To Me" on a tin flute down
Kings Road.

1)ERP deplores pamphlets as sophomoric and calls on the invisible
author to desist, which he does of course. The right hand sees what
the left hand is doing. A lull, during which ERP consolidates gains.
ERP ERP ERP ghoul expert patter belching it out all over England.
After all why all this fuss about something left over from the
Middle Ages? Just a question of getting people used to it like a new
ten-shilling piece. I mean, when we can cut rates and give decent
housing they'll forget all about it...the new generation never heard
of such a thing. Turn Buckingham Palace into a luxury hotel, one of
a chain...and that's where your firm comes in. The Royal family is
to be absorbed into the diplomatic service which is also due for
cutbacks and drastic overhaul. Old style diplomacy dates back to
the eighteenth century. We want to see less goodwill tours and
handshaking and more understanding on basic exchange of goods and
services. Yes the whole structure needs overhauling. Why not bring
England into the twentieth century? Scrap the licensing laws - food
and service 'round the clock. Good middle-priced restaurants like
Horn & Hardest.

ERP ERP ERP. Skinheads? Street gangs? We'll give them something
better to do than Paki-bashing and fighting each other. There's
useful work for these boys to do...

2) Infiltrate street gangs as first move toward taking over the
streets. We send our boys trained in every technique of hand-to-hand
fighting, the use of weapons and demolition procedures. Jimmy the
doctor with a scalpel up his sleeve. Electric Kris ready in his boot.
These boys assume leadership of street gangs. Why fight each other?
Why not fight the bastards who keep you here in your cold gritty
dank slums? I said, "BUGGER THE QUEEN!" and anybody doesn't like it
just step forward and say so.

These boys have a double mission: first, to put street fighters in
the street when we give the word...riots burning cars broken windows.
That is the work of the rank and file. Second, they will sift street
gangs for the smartest, hardest boys to forge the SS, the Palace
Guard of the ERP. The boys will be exhaustively trained in all
fighting techniques, in psychological warfare, in crown control. At
the right time they will be provided with uniforms, motorcycles,
armored cars and automatic weapons. There is useful work for these
boys to do.

START ASSASSINATION BY LIST

We drop quite a few red herrings of course...always leave the door
open to blame it all on rightist plotters. Besides, enigmatic
assassinations are more upsetting, somehow. We have a tentative list
of the real higher-ups in England. As we start working through it,
other higher-ups will betray themselves to the trained observer, so
the list keeps growing. We will need that list when the time rolls
around for mass murder, mass assassination (MA), and we turn our boys
loose.

Now we need a scenario for the rightist plot. Officers and gentlemen,
they call themselves (OG). Using American techniques of thought control
they will make the Queen a goddess. Her power is absolute. Every
citizen must display at all times on his lapel, hat band, shirt or
other garment where it can be plainly seen, the Queen's Rating.
QR determines position in her society...at all times. Her favorites
all have "Top Rating." They can walk into any restaurant and the manager
has to provide a table. They can walk into any hotel and ask for a suite
and the manager has to move somebody out. Intolerable little Cockney
faggot in eighteenth century costume with a powered blue wig and snuff
box full of cocaine: "Get this low rate riffraff out of my suite!" And
so it goes on down the scale to the dreaded pariah rating (PR) which is
tattooed in red ink on the forehead like the brand of Cain. Anyone can
refuse to serve food, grant lodging, or take in any public transport a
PR. And so her loyal and loyalist subjects think twice about incurring
her serene displeasure. And it is well to remember that her favor is
not to be taken for granted but must be earned anew each day. Actually
the Queen is simply a holograph symbol of subservience manipulated by
American know-how. Vulgar chaps, by and large, but they do have the
technology...

Recent experiments with rhesus monkeys have demonstrated that fear,
rage, excretory processes and sexual response can be brought under
push-button control. The Chinese delegate screams his rage and shits
in his pants on TV...the Soviet delegate masturbates uncontrollably...
early answer to use on anyone considering to interfere. We set it all
up with top secret documents, statements from a former CIA man who
must for his own safety reasons remain anonymous. And we out our rumor
boys into the streets with tape recorders.

1) England is taking orders from the CIA and the American narcotics
department like a Central American banana republic. Wouldn't surprise
me to see the marines land. Look at this drug problem they've dumped
into our lap. Go after the pushers - you arrest one pusher and ten more
will take his place. The one man the narcotics industry cannot do
without is the addict on the street who buys it. Treat the addict in
the street and you will put the pusher out of business. The apomorphine
treatment started in England - why not give it a chance in England?

And let's give these kids something better to do. Why not reverse the
braindrain? It isn't just more money that takes our best research brains
to America - its better equipment and opportunities for more advanced
research. The new work in autonomic shaping carried out in America by
Drs. Bernard Engel, Joe Kamiya, Neal Miller and Peter Lang. They are
teaching subjects to control brain waves, rate of heartbeat, blood
pressure, digestive processes and sexual response. This could lead to
trips without drugs and solve the drug problem. Is England picking up?
Is similar research being carried out?...the Bristol Neurological
Foundation by Professor Grey Walter? If so we haven't heard about it.
Is England afraid of any research that could turn up something
basically new? Is England muddling through or simply muddling steadily
downhill? Is the mismanagement we see here part of a deliberate plot?
It's beginning to look that way.

2) Riots and demonstrations by street gangs are stepped up. Start
random assassination. Five citizens every day in London but never a
police officer or serviceman. Patrols in the street shooting the
wrong people. Curfews. England is rapidly drifting toward anarchy.

3) We send out our best agents to contact army officers and organize
a rightist coup. We put rightist gangs into it like the Royal Crowns
and the Royal Cavailers in the street. 1. Time for ERP! 2. Come Out
in The Open!

The trouble in England is: it is run by old women of both sexes. We
have a list of these people. We will not allow them to use the army to
overthrow constitutional government and impose a dictatorship under
pretense of controlling the disorders which they themselves have caused.
It is time for young England to strike, and to strike hard.

We turn our palace guard loose. An armored car draws up in front of
Claridge's. Youths with tommy guns jump out and block off the street.
A TV crew unloads. The whole scene goes out live on TV.

Steps through the silent dining room...stop by a table. A burst of
machine gun fire. A woman screams.

"Shut up you whore! And now, will you all please stand up - that's
right.
Now all of you sing God Save The Queen. Boys, walk around the dining
room.
You there - louder...more soul!"

The car stops in front of the best club of them all. It's not White's,
I'm told, but we'll be around to White's later. They'll be waiting...the
old gentlemen in their armchairs muttering about permissiveness...in the
writing room writing letters toward the restoration if hanging and
flogging. The boys leap out in their natty blue uniforms with the
skull-and-crossbones at the lapel that glows in the dark.

"Are you a member, sir?" The boy shoots him coldly in the stomach with
a P-38 (it's nice for city wear, so much more elegant that a revolver).
Quick purposeful young steps down drafty halls. Tussle over the wall...
the improbable hyphenated names. The members are frozen.

"What is this outrage? When a gentleman is reading his Times?" They
expect the club steward to come in and throw the bouncers out perhaps it
is even a case for the bobbies. The steps stop in front of an armchair.

"Are you Lord Stansfield?"

"I am."

"He is the most intelligent person in the room. Intelligent enough to
know that this is serious." The boy is very elegant and disengaged. Lord
Stansfield decides to try a paternal approach.

"Son..." The boy gives him a short burst across the chest. Diving bell
from the nineteenth century shattered by a boy's bullets. The members
are
numb from the shock wave. TV camera, floodlights, the boy paces around
the
vast lounge looking at the pictures. He points the gun at a steward's
stomach.

"You there, bring champagne."

"Champagne, sir?"

"Yes, champagne. And glasses for all the officers and gentlemen, the
servants as well, and don't be forgetting the military." The trembling
steward passes around the clicking glasses.

"You there! Pick it up!"

Now the boy stands in front of the Queen's picture. He raises his glass.
"BUGGER THE QUEEN!" He throws the empty glass at the picture, shards of
glass sticking into the Queen's face. The members are frozen. The boy
unslings the tommy gun and shoots down five members in a random sequence
pivoting from the hip. He picks up another glass. "And now all you
officers and gentlemen, gather 'round here. That's right. I want to hear
it, I want to hear it good and loud."

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!"

All over England, the elite guard carry the message of death. They have
some natty uniforms with trick gadgets: a skull-and-crossbones in the
lapel and a helmet that winks on and off, and blue revolving skull
lights
on the cars. And some frantic faggots get themselves up in skeleton
suits
of course. Sweeping down country roads thirty boys on motorcycles draw
up
in front of a stately home.

"Yes sir?"

"Where's the old bitch?"

The butler's face does not change. "Mrs. Charington is in the garden
sir."
And there she is, in her trowels and slacks, digging away at her roses.

"What do you want, young man?" She thinks he will quail before a good
woman's gaze. He doesn't.

"Lebenstraum, you old hag. You poison the air we breath."

Mrs. Charington bleeds into her roses. The butler is busy with the wall
safe...

They sweep up to a baronial estate.

"You'll have to wait, constable, the family is at dinner."

"Good, we'll join them." He jabs the butler in the stomach with his
tommy
gun. The lord and lady die in the seats, faces in the grouse. the
children,
a boy of eighteen and a girl of sixteen, sit there, faces blank with
shock.
Slowly the boy's face glows and sharpens with calculation. his lips part
and his eyes shine. "Due truths are told as happy preludes to the
swelling
act. And now for my unfortunate brother."

Lead boy calls in two footmen. "Bring mattresses. You, and you, go along
and see that they don't get lost.

Television cameras set up. the mattresses brought in and dropped on the
floor in front of the fireplace.

Next scene shows the other boys gang-fucking the girl while the new boy
tries on his uniform.

All over England under the searching guns pubs echo with "BUGGER THE
QUEEN!" Taken up by junkies, meth heads, hippies...played back on
recorders...live on TV.

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!" rises to the pale English sky. Whole regiments
scream it out.

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!" and murder their officers straightway.

Boy packs with tommy guns march down the street and blast every shop
window that bears the hated placard, "By Appointment to Her majesty the
Queen." And everyone they meet had better scream it out loud...

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!"

They march into offices, schools, factories, department stores.

"All right, all of you, stick your head out of the window and show some
respect."

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!"

All over England heads pop out of windows screaming,

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!"

Languid young officers on flower floats through the streets as the
delirious populace chants,

"BUGGER THE QUEEN!"

"Bugger the Queen!" is now the national greeting..

ERP occupies Buckingham Palace to protect and advise the Royal family.
Decimated by assassination and deprived of psychic support, the army
falters. The Queen abdicates, while the elite guard languidly polish
their nails on skull lapels. And who is that...a very natty tailor-made
uniform?

...I think there is a residue of fair-minded people in England who will
read it as it is intended: as an empirical sociological observation. If
an image or symbol is widely venerated in a population segment, the
desecration and shattering of that image or symbol will shatter the
social structure insofar as that structure is based on the image
or symbol. It's a very old rule: shatter the idols and you shatter the
social structure. The idols are not often as easy to find. "Bugger
Nixon" just doesn't do it at all. No shock value there.

The cut-ups date from the Dadaist movement and Tristan Tzara pulling a
poem out of a hat. So you will see, this is actually a repetition of
"Burn the Louvre!" And everybody says, "So who cares?" You don't have
a basically important symbol. The tactic must shock and enrage,
preferably
to the point of madness. that is what this tactic is all about:
desecration, madness.

"No it was not a difficult decision to issue these licenses for rape
and murder. Nothing more ominous than a difficult decision in the
Pentagon. And nobody does more harm than he who feels bad about doing
it. Sad poison, nice guy more poison than nice wept when he saw the
Hiroshima pictures. What a drag. When we murder somebody we want to have
fun doing it.."

This license was dictated by a consideration taken into account by
prudent commanders throughout history. You have to pay the boys off.
Even the noble Brutus did it: "The town is yours boys." Tacitus
describes a typical scene: "If a young girl or good-looking boy fell
into their hands they were torn to pieces in the struggle for
possession. And the survivors were left to cut each other's throats."
Well there is no need for it to be that messy - why waste a good-looking
boy? Mother-loving American army run by old women, many of them
religious my god hanging American soldiers for raping and murdering
civilians.

"WHAT THE FUCKING BLOODY HELL ARE CIVILIANS FOR?"

Old Sarge bellows from here to eternity: "Soldiers pay!"

The CO stands there and smiles. Just ahead is a Middle Western American
town about 200,000. Pretty town on a river, plenty of trees. The CO
points, "He's all yours boys! Every man, woman and child of it. Anything
in it, living or dead."

"Now just a minute boys. Listen to Old Sarge. Why make the usual stupid
scene kicking in liquor stores grabbing anything in sight. You wake up
with a hangover in an alley, your prick tore from fucking dry cunts and
assholes, your eye gouged out by a broken beer bottle when you and your
buddy wanted the same one - no fun in that. Why not leave it like it is?
They go about their daily tasks and we just take what we want when we
want it, cool and easy, and make them like it. You see what I mean?
Five thousand of us, two hundred thousand of them."

The young lieutenant in camouflage sees what he means. Boys - school
showers and swimming pools full of them...

So we lay it on the line. "There's no cause for alarm, folks, proceed
about your daily tasks. But one thing is clearly understood - your
lives,
your bodies, your properties belong to us whenever and wherever we
choose to take them." So, we weed out the undesirables and turn the
place into a paradise...getting' it steady year after year...

(end excerpt)

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