This post is dedicated to the selfless and unheralded service rendered by the anonymous individuals who devote their lives to America’s internal security. Within the Secret Services, the most secret and unheralded of them all are the ones known as Psych-Team Six.
We know about the killing of Bin Laden, drone strikes, and other “black ops” which maintain our nation’s physical security amid the throes of international terrorism. We’ve heard of CIA interrogations at “black sites” where “black tactics” extract “black intel” — testaments to the American civil rights movement and its practical contributions to modern military methods.
What you’ve probably not heard of are the secret squads of “psychic interventionists” who protect our nation’s mental boundaries and the psychological stability we take for granted in our politicians. Behind the fan-fare, our public servants are subject to conflicts and pressures which would quickly turn the average mind into an unconscious welter of contradictory statements and double-talk such as would cast grave doubt on their veracity and sincerity as spokespersons for actual thinking people.
The psychological nether side of the exaggerated posturing required for holding office is a complicated picture. Our pols are in constant danger of developing split personalities in which the public persona is distinctly disparate from the private individual, paradoxically discernible only by everyone but themselves, their constituents, and the tens of millions of hangers-on who unconsciously identify with the nebulous and intentionally deceptive word-concoctions they pass off as principles.
These opposing sides of the personality inevitably lead to clashes in which each partial emotional complex must refute and repress the other. This can cause serious gaps in the application of the outlandish judgments required to undermine, minimize, and otherwise disparage the falsely touted representative government of the many for the gain of the few under the penalty of incarceration which describes the democratic process.
Those responsible for maintaining the nation’s apparent logic and credibility in the face of all contradictory evidence conduct their own “black ops” anywhere they are called upon to do so: the Oval Office, Air Force One, Congressional men’s rooms – the so-called mobile “black couches” designed to safe-guard the most sensitive and classified material of all: the dark unconscious motives of the guardians of the free world.
Remember a little thing called the Cuban Missile Crisis? Thanks to Psych-Team Six and eight hours of intense black couch therapy, the only thing that got fired was Kruschev’s big red vodka face, and little Nikita tucked his tail.
How about the fall of Communism? Even though the Soviet Union was already moribund from a top-heavy Communist party favoritism and the impossible problems of oppressing the entire population of one of the largest countries on earth while hoarding everything for itself…
Not to mention the black-hole of Afghanistan and the egotistical over-estimation of its own power which led to a prolonged, exhaustive, too-expensive, and unsustainable attempt to subjugate an indigenous people who had been fighting guerilla wars against invaders since the beginning of time…
And even though its once-feared Politburo found itself face-to-face with yet another Utopian ideal turned into its opposite by normal human behavior and elected a president who was semi-reasonable and intelligent; who perhaps foresaw the catastrophe of Communism and its demise and so reached out to the West in an attempt to finesse the greed which was their downfall and establish profitable relations with the free-market magnates of a new global economic paradigm who were amassing fortunes even greater than entire countries — it was Ronald Reagan who tumbled that godless wall.
But, I project; few realize it was also the call of Psych-Team Six to duty (along with brain-storming reps from dozens of P.R. consulting agencies) that propelled the Reagan administration into the history books and its heralding of a new world order with the power of the mightiest weapon of all: The Word.
“Tear down that wall!” resounded around the planet, echoing an invincible Christian-based moral supremacy which was only beginning to reveal the strength of its ideals — while also proving the value of having a somewhat stiff and aging but adequate actor as a mouth-piece (and metaphor) whose humble Hollywood roots had prepared him for the greatest role of a career which can only be measured in dog-years.
Though the undisputed nodder of the free world (the first, by the way, to become prematurely orange while in office) got the credit, it would never have come to bear were it not for the unsung heroes of Psych-Team Six.
The toppling of the godless dictatorship of a global super-power is only one of its many contributions to what would otherwise be a chaotic, mixed-up world bereft of the most basic Christian values we take for granted: where one percent of the world’s population might conceivably have lorded its desires for wealth and power in unprecedented luxury over the other ninety-nine per cent who languished in abject poverty. America has much to thank them for.
But, this elite psychological squad of counter-terrorists refuses to rest on its own selfless laurels. Yet another terrifying giantess of godless world domination looms in the face of Christian, democratic ideals: Red China.
It is indeed a frightening reality of the modern world that one of the deepest, most insightful philosophical traditions ever produced in the course of human history has devolved into the deceitful manipulation characteristic of a rudimentary, over-regulated, state-mandated capitalism in its basest form.
The vast and methodical re-collectivization of it citizens and the stunting of creativity resulting from it have narrowed its once prolific overview of universal human values to only one tiny squirt of mental energy leaking from it: the worship of the wan.
Just as the yearn for the yen, the desire for the drachma, the penchant for the peso, have brought once great cultures to their knees and exposed the frail and all-too-human ideal to be not much more than the side-wise serpent of ego and the projected need to exploit others, so it is with the Big Red Industrial Machine and its relentless manufacture of cheap, useless products fit only for a world which would greedily consume them like hot-cakes to compensate the perilous psychological needs their own consumption belied.
But, again I project. This too will pass into the annals of history as another failed attempt to manipulate and deceive the natural human spirit borne from the Christian, democratic ideal. Psych-Team Six will then hang its hat on history for all the world to see.