Welcome, player, to the real-world game of politics. The rule of the game is simple;
win, for the fate of all intelligent life on Earth hangs in the balance. In this authentic war
game of struggle for global domination, you, player, are a Barbarian. A warrior of noble
heritage with a tradition, rooted in valor, that hearkens back to the dawn of the age of
man. Your family ancestry is a saga of heroic survivorship. For eons, your genetic material
has prevailed over all the evils, hardships, wars, plagues and pestilences that the history
of time, man and nature have been able to hurl against your lineage. Now, Barbarian, it is
your turn on Earth; your time, your challenge, and your destiny to continue that same eternal,
ancestral struggle against evil forces, as did your hallowed forefathers.
You, Barbarian, are an individual with your own private code of honor, standards, ideals,
values and virtues. Your personal code has evolved to its present level of survival value
due to the influences of several factors, among which are some of the following or lack
thereof. This could prove to be quite pivotal as you make your choice to, or not to, become
involved in the escalating conflict engulfing our world.
The following are some of those influences affecting your decision at this crucial crossroad in
your life: your family, friends, lovers, etc.; your faith and your beliefs in God, Gods, devils,
good, evil, a purpose, no purpose, the value you place in life, in yourself, on or in others; your
understanding of the past; your perception of the present; your dreams for the future; your
gender, sexual orientation, fantasies, desires, suppressions, and/or anything connected to you
that might have sexual connotations. Further, your unquenchable thirst for knowledge; how you
have received it, apply it, ignore it, strive for it, yearn for it, continue in your quest for
it; your ethnic, racial, religious, national, and/or any other such boundaries into which you were
born, placed, slotted, voluntarily joined, or into which you have assigned yourself or others;
your health, handicaps, perseverance, stubbornness, heroic, cowardly or wimp-out levels of
endurance; or your acceptance or disavowal of any combination of the aforementioned
contribute to your overall attitude. This multitude of possible combinations in the facets
of your character are from whence you will gather your strength, and only you, Barbarian,
know wherein your strength lies.
In this game of politics you, a barbarian, are an outsider seeking entry at any level of political
play. To accomplish this, you must abide by the tangled, mysterious, ever-changing,
incomprehensible rules and regulations of the civilized insiders, those elitists (politicians,
lawyers, bankers, journalists, academicians, etc.) that now dominate, enslave, plunder and loot
all Barbarians worldwide. You, Barbarian, must therefore confront these elitists at their
strongest center of political power, for in this age of man, that political center is also their
weakest point of entry. That the earth not perish, it must first needs be that America be rescued
from those evil forces that ravage her. For, as stands America, so stands the world. This
instrumental deed of valor may only be fulfilled through the medium of a Barbarian Body Politic.
You are that Barbarian. It is to this high and holy mission that you, Barbarian, have thus been
called, anointed and set apart; commissioned through the awesome power of all freemen
worldwide and their Gods. If you accept this calling, you are hereby and henceforth
sanctioned by said power to destroy the evil empire and its minions here upon the Earth;
restore to all freemen, worldwide, those freedoms and privileges with which they were once
endowed, as in the days of the old American Republic. Barbarian, as emissary of both man and God,
you are hereby authorized to liberate those sacred scrolls upon which are written the Declaration
and Constitution. With your blood, sweat, and tears, ye shall redeem it. From bondage, by
minions of the lord of evil, ye shall loose it. Now, in this, the last age of man (as in the
days of its first creation), a voice like a mighty roar of thunder shall herald the dawning of
a new millennium when all Barbarians, worldwide, will once more be Freemen.
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