| I’m introducing a new term for women who have children, rear them to maturity, and then send them off to war to kill or be killed: Soldier Mules. I’ve adapted the term from the number one trafficking business on the planet—illegal drugs. (Number two is weapons, and three is sex.) A drug mule is usually a young woman in dire straights who turns to drug-running rather than prostitution to survive.
The “mule” as she’s called, is paid to swallow as many as thirty rubberized capsules of cocaine, each about the size of your thumb, and then her employers place her on an airplane to the drugs’ destination.
Upon arrival, the mule is taken to a motel or house with the other mules. She’s given a laxative and placed in the bathtub when it’s time to deliver the capsules. After washing the capsules thoroughly, she gives them to the employer in exchange for her wage. That is, if all goes well.
If a capsule bursts after being swallowed, the girl will die from the overdose. If she arrives at the dumping destination before she dies, her fate is sealed by an uncaring employer who simply slices her open to retrieve the capsules and then discards her body.
Although legal and illegal druggists are now competing neck-to-neck for customers, there are back-up commodities that are just as valuable and are always for sale: war and sex.
It is estimated that 800,000 people are trafficked each year across international borders to appease the world’s appetite for illicit sex. Most of those are girls between the ages of eight and eighteen; women who appear younger than eighteen, and increasingly—boys.
If each sex slave's life expectancy is four years (in the business) and each sex slave services a minimum of twenty pervs a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year times four years times 800,000 rings up an estimated total of $2,400,000,000,000—that's almost two and a half trillion dollars per year. No wonder so many heads turn when these sex-ring victims are slipped through the good old boy systems.
But women don't have to be soldier mules. One way to stop having wars is to stop having children. If we can’t teach our children not to kill, we might as well shit them out in the toilet, along with the rest of humanity. And don't forget to flush and wash your hands. This solution, however, is in total contradiction to the traditional and necessary purpose of religions, as Herb Meyer so forthrightly states in his topic, Shifting Demographics of Western Civilization:
“Most countries in the Western world have stopped breeding. For a civilization obsessed with sex, this is remarkable…
Maintaining a steady population requires a birth rate of 2.1. The U.S. birth rate is 2.0, just below replacement… the Anglo birth rate is 1.6… while the Hispanic birth rate is 2.7…
The huge design flaw in the post-modern secular state is that you need a traditional religious society birth rate to sustain it… There is a direct correlation between abandonment of traditional religious society and a drop in birth rate…
Western civilization seems to have forgotten what every primitive society understands—you need kids to have a healthy society. Children are huge consumers. Then they grow up to become taxpayers. That’s how a society works…
China and India do not have declining populations. However in both countries, there is a preference for boys over girls… many families are aborting the girls. … When left alone, nature produces 103 boys for every 100 girls. In some provinces, however, the ratio is 128 boys to every 100 girls.”
I’m beginning to fathom that in spite of our declining numbers, girls and women must rise to the call of saving our gender from annihilation, because religious, political, and cultural wars—not to mention subjugation in their wake—have proven that men won’t.
We've been good. We've done our jobs. We've licked their boots. We've bared our souls, soles, and bottoms. We've donated billions of pints of blood from our wombs. We've died in our hearts with each death of a child. We've raced the clock of starvation. We've served, sweated, and sworn to do something about it.
We've knelt, and prayed, and volunteered, and donated, trying to make up for the gaps— the empty holes—left by the war/money mongers and their millions of accomplices. We've sacrificed religiously, our children. But the reality is we've simply been used to augment the goals of destructive, deterrent, and greedy men.
I know there are women (and men) out there who are hopelessly and helplessly standing by because no one is willing, until now, to point the finger at the gender obviously responsible for the world’s messes. Their own statistics have ratted on them. Men—the exclusive ones—overwhelmingly are the killers on and of the planet.
And so I invite you to wake up, get up, speak up, and don't shut up until there is no more killing. Anywhere. For any reason. Women are more than 50,000 years of combined, cohesive, evolutionary intelligence, and since the guys haven't figured out that male behavior is the problem, someone should probably tell them. There are endless choices for solving conflict without killing—just ask any kindergarten teacher.
Like the mule, get stubborn—bray—kick your heels—bite the hand of error thinking—refuse to go the rocky, barren path of hatred that leads to guts spilling out of infants as more of our blood drains from their lifeless little bodies. Refuse to kneel at the altars of senseless and insane leaders, spouses, clergy, educators, and money changers.
Men may have their brawn and the gold, but women use the golden rule to measure civility. We have evolutionary resources beyond their wildest imaginations. We've just been too busy surviving to discover our combined power, to claim it, and to utilize it for the good of our human family. We are crucial to shaping the successful perpetuation of not only our gender but our species, because the male exclusivity code cannot possibly include but a synthetic fraction.
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