TRAITORS

BULLETIN

Take stock of how many people around you would be dancing at the end of a rope when Helter Skelter hits. The chances are high that family members, friends and co-workers would fit the bill, as it is difficult to completely insulate one's self from the deracinated rabble. They are almost ubiquitous.

It is an important step for one to detach himself from any feelings whatsoever now, not later when a moment of hesitation could be deadly and counterproductive.

In an anarchic situation where there is no "law," one would only be prone to the law of the jungle--kill or get killed. There would be none of this half-way, feel-good bullshit. It'd be all or nothing. Shit or get off the pot.

When Helter Skelter hits, you'll find that the only person you can really trust is yourself and there can be no quarter for traitors. Feelings will have to be put aside and hard choices made.

This won't be the century of handholding, group-hug nonsense and forgiveness, I'm afraid. It'll be the century of the Brutal Gardner--and he might have to slash and burn and salt the earth.