Walls of cold rain and hail encompassed my Jaffa. Streets turned into ferocious streams and snow touched palm trees and whitened the sidewalks of subtropical Tel Aviv, in violent counterpoint to the violet skies hanging low, just a handbreadth above the belfries and minarets, as the hurricane rushed masses of sand and rain clouds over the deep cleft of the Dead Sea into Palestine. A sandstorm of unheard-of magnitude broke all over the Middle East, stopping American tanks in the desert, blinding the pilots of their planes, covering the crosshairs of their weapons, threatening to capsize the monstrous battleships in the Gulf. A hundred armoured troop carriers were savaged by the sandstorm. Such a Divine Wind had saved Japan from the Mongol landing of Kublai Khan; such a storm had preserved Elizabethan England from Spanish occupation.

Like the Spaniards of the Armada on their way to English shores, the Mammonite force was not prepared for a meeting with this divine intervention. The invaders had planned to enter the soft underbelly of Asia as easily and smoothly as the dagger of Jack the Ripper had torn defenceless women. No opposition was envisaged.

John Wayne or Burt Lancaster handed over their spare guns to the unarmed foe before the fatal shootout. But the Mammonites are not the noble American heroes of the old Westerns. They were not satisfied with their technical superiority and the ten-to-one numerical advantage of the American population over the Iraqi people; they demanded to disarm their enemy. The cowards landed only after the obedient UN obligingly disarmed the Iraqis and smashed their last rusty missiles.

They did not expect this supernatural intervention of the elements because Mammonite power is based, in Dostoyevsky’s words, on the secret knowledge that there is no God. But the material world is not dead matter. Everything in this world is alive and interconnected: our history, our present and future, our visions and our social structure, sandstorms and hurricanes, earthquakes and revolutions are part and parcel of the tightly connected trinity of Earth, Man and God. The will of the people, of billions of men and women opposing the Anglo-American aggression, was expressed in mammoth demos around the globe and in the solemn halls of the United Nations, but it was scorned by the Mammonites. This will of the people was translated into sandstorms to remind us that our wishes are as powerful as those of the Olympian gods, and that the integrated will of the people is indeed Vox Dei. By disregarding the Will of God and Man, the War Party sowed the seeds of its destruction, for it is intoxicated by its Might.

II

“The strong are never absolutely strong, nor are the weak absolutely weak. Those who have Might on loan from fate count on it too much and are destroyed. Might is as pitiless to the man who possesses it (or thinks he does) as it is to its victims. The second it crushes, the first it intoxicates”, wrote Simone Weil, the French philosopher and divine who witnessed the great intoxication of Might called World War Two. She referred to the Trojan War when she extracted this sublime lesson from the Iliad: “The human race is not divided up, in the Iliad, into conquered and conquerors. There is no refuge from fate; learn not to admire Might, not to hate the enemy, not to scorn the vanquished”.

This modern saint who was born into a Jewish family joined the Communists, fought in Spain, worked with the workers of Renault and followed St Teresa into the Church, Simone Weil cast the Trojan War as a tragedy for  both the Greeks and the Trojans, for they did not stop when they could have. At a certain point, the Greeks could have had 90% of their demands, but they preferred to risk all and to win all. At another point, the Trojans could have had 90% of their wishes met, but they also chose to risk all. The two parties suffered, both lost their best men, and the victorious Achaeans were defeated some fifty years later by the invading Dorian wave.

In a similar way, the Nazis went too far in 1939. The world accommodated some of their demands, for Prague had been under German rule for hundreds of years, and the French control over the Ruhr Valley was not based in law and tradition. The German demand for unhindered access to Danzig and Königsberg was not an unreasonable one. Hitler could have stopped at this and got away with it. ‘Appeasement’ was sound politics and reasonable course in 1938. But in 1939-1940 the German Reich proved its insatiability. Czechoslovakia, Poland, Yugoslavia, Greece, Denmark – many states were overrun, until the world decided to put an end to Nazi expansion. The dreadful war ruined Europe and Russia, and prepared the ground for the Mammonite accession.

The Zionists went too far. They could have had a decent share in the sweet land of Palestine, willing Palestinian workers and friends, an endless supply of cheap oil and resources from the hinterland to the Haifa refineries, a very good life for themselves and their children. But they wanted to have all, and to leave nothing to the vanquished. That is why their days are numbered.

The Mammonites are repeating the errors of Hitler and Sharon. First, Afghanistan. Nobody could understand why the Mammonites decided to attack this remote kingdom, but they got away with it, with the mass slaughter of prisoners, with the destruction of Afghani livelihood, with unleashing the opium production previously tethered by the Taliban. Now, Iraq. The battle is still undecided, and already Michael A. Ledeen of AEI (the American Enterprise Institute), a Zionist and Mammonite (if these twin ideologies can be separated) reminds us, “Iraq is a battle, not a war. After Baghdad, Tehran, Damascus, Riyadh” [1]. And afterwards, Paris, Berlin, Moscow, Beijing. Today they wish to remove Saddam Hussein; tomorrow they will demand the head of Chirac, Schroeder and Putin.

Saddam is vilified by the Mammonite media, but this only proves he is the right man in the right place. For whomever they glorify is surely their collaborator. They loved Mikhail Gorbachev, who demolished the USSR; they love Tony Blair, who turned England into an American colony. John Pilger described it well in his introduction to the new edition of the great classic of Phillip Knightley, The First Casualty [4]:  “The media could praise the `miraculously few casualties’ in the Gulf War (meaning the few British and American casualties), while the horror of up to a quarter-million Iraqis slaughtered by the US-led forces was consigned to oblivion.” Yesterday on Israeli TV the cruel ex-defence minister of Israel, Fuad Ben Eliezer, murderer of hundreds of Palestinian civilians, called Saddam Hussein, ‘a fearsome man’. For me, and for other people of the Middle East, whoever frightens Ben Eliezer can’t be all that bad.

Saddam has passed with honours a severe test of war: his people remain loyal to him and are fighting the Mammonite aggressor. We should support him in this hour of doom, like Winston Churchill supported Joseph Stalin. Do not worry: when the Arab world regains its independence within the framework of friendly Eurasia, it will produce kind and gentle rulers, lovers of the arts and letters.

IV

American and English soldiers were sent to commit the worst of war crimes, that of aggression against a sovereign state. But they weren’t sent in the interests of Americans and Englishmen. They were sent to extend the Mammonite rule all over the Middle East. We do not identify the Mammonites with the people of America. The Mammonites come and go, while the people remain forever. Nor should the Europeans repeat the American folly and try to ‘liberate’ America. Let Americans free themselves from the Mammonite yoke. It is in their interests, for the Mammonites are not a forgiving lot. They will not forgive anybody who stands in their way. They will try to crush the internal American opposition. They have stored all the photos of participants in the anti-war demos, and they will use them, sooner or later.