Steven Clark Bradley’s newest powerful novel, Patriot Acts has been in ebook form for several months. Now, Patriot Acts has gone to print and will be available in the next few weeks.
Today, America is at war with religious radicals who are hell-bent on destroying Western civilization. We have seen what radical religious fanatics can do to bring a peaceful nation to war. See what would happen if our own brand of fanatics, right here at home, teamed up with the Islamic radicals with whom we are at war abroad? The concept is both challenging and lethal! Patriot Acts - Special Handling
Islamic forces have declared Jihad on America causing the greatest threat to the United States since World War II. In Patriot Acts, America finds itself under covert nuclear attack from a unified force of the Islamic Republic of Iran and radical American Militia groups; setting aside their political and religious differences to carry out the widest and deadliest attack on America in the nation's history. Only one person can effectively retaliate against their aggression, Fisher Harrison, the best trained Special Ops killer the military has who is in a federal prison, framed by his former boss, now the President of the United States of America for a murder he did not commit. From Alaska to the heart of the Islamic Republic of Iran, witness two unified seek to bring down The United States of America, while two others bond to save her. You will be amazed how plausible this story is and you will be shocked by how close to reality it truly could be!No Unconditional Talks - Just Patriot Acts!
Patriot Acts - Special Handling
Patriot Acts - Last Full Ounce Of Devotion (Extended)
Patriot Acts - The Enemy of My Enemy Is Not My Friend
It is such a driving passion to tell stories that could make one pause and reflect on where we were and where we are, to gain a better understanding of where we are going. The only problem is that when we look at where we are and perceive of where we're going, then the story always, inevitably come out shocking and ... dare I say spooky. It is never my intention to paint a bleak picture, but the truth can set us free.
These are days when we have all heard that God should damn America, that we cling to God and guns because we are bitter and fundamentally ignorant and that we live in a mean country.It all means that we are fighting a real war abroad against Islamic terrorist who wish to destroy but can only wreak havoc.At home we are in a much more chronic and lethal war that threatens to rip the conscience from America and then to fragment her to death.The not too slow and not so hidden shift in the nation’s thinking and affection for their country has been evidenced by the nation’s readiness to elect a man has no experience in foreign affairs, has had dealings and friendship with a known, confessed domestic terrorist and who has been the center of every anti-American statement that was spoken in the 2008 Presidential campaign.
I wrote Patriot Acts for the express purpose of spinning a tale with so much clarity and realistic fervor that it might cause those who read it to understand the peril of seeing a transparent danger and refusing to do what is required to kill it before it is strong enough to kill us all.Today, America faces enemies that make the world of the Cold War seem like much brighter times. The Islamic forces that have declared Jihad on America have caused the greatest threat to the life of the United States since World War II. In Patriot Acts, America finds itself under covert nuclear attack from the Islamic Republic of Iran which has linked up with American Militia groups, which have set aside their political and religious differences to carry out the widest and most deadly attack on America in the nation’s history. The only person who can effectively retaliate against their aggression is Fisher Harrison, the best trained Special Ops killer the military has. The only problem is that he is in a federal prison, framed for a murder he did not commit, framed by his former boss, the President of the United States of America. You will take an amazing journey that will take you from Alaska to the Midwest and to the heart of the nation of Iran itself as two enemies unite to save the nation, while two enemies are unified to bring the country down. You will be amazed how possible this story is and may be shocked by how close to home and to reality that it could be! The main question is whether America is willing to do what may be necessary in order to preserve, protect and defend the constitution of the United States of America. You will read about actions that are not acts of terror, not acts of vengeance but in reality, Patriot Acts, many of the same decisions the next President shall surely be compelled to take.
Now, I hope you will read this excerpt from Patriot Acts, which will be the last excerpt that will be published prior to Patriot Acts being released. I think you will see the result of allowing a ticking bomb of apathy and ignorance.
Patriot Acts by Steven Clark Bradley - Border Insecurity
April 14, 2009 7:20 PM
The City of Nogales is there and back again in the shear uniqueness of being a split city that spans the southern border of Arizona.Unlike Kansas City though that lived, worked and slept in two states, Nogales shared the borders of two countries, The United States and Mexico.The last time anyone had checked, the city comprised 20,878 people, 5,985 households, and 4,937 families residing in this mostly Spanish-speaking city.This place was cherished and even had its own folklore.It was said that in this crossroads of the Sonoran Borderland, Nogales, Arizona possessed a goddess for the journey through life and for the places which one encounters along the way.The name of this goddess was Hecate, the guardian of the crossroads, an ancient and powerful female deity who possessed the power to see in three directions at once. Apparently, she had been helping many people find uncountable ways of entering the United States because of her ability to see in so many directions, but not so much here in this city.
This city was not known as one of the major crossover points through which illegal aliens from Mexico came into the United States never to return to their country teaming with poor, bewildered people and corruption.This city was legit!Mexicans knew they could cross over into the States and buy goods, which were either scarce or nonexistent in their own country.As a result, officials looked the other way, most of the time, because the trade that went on in this desert city was far more important than the size of the city and its dry and resentful environment would indicate.Cars and those on foot crossed over and into the western state and returned filled with goods that were far too lucrative to let such an insignificant thing like National Security stand in the way!Consequently, the security presence was small and only slightly vigilant.In fact, security was so underrated that the safety measures at the United States Border Control Station had even been outsourced to Mexican officials who checked the vehicles that crossed into the coveted giant neighbor to the North.
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Fifty-five miles north, two very tired men ducked their heads and climbed out of a private Jet that had landed on a dirt runway that didn’t exist officially on any map.They jumped into an awaiting small Ford Escort and in three minutes they were making tacks and headed south, cruising down Arizona 19 while also in minutes, the private jet was airborne again.The destination was this small but well-known city/town town of Nogales.
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Sixty miles south another vehicle, loaded with office furniture and briefcases, was headed North on Mexico 15.The two highways converged on the US side of the border that ran through the middle of Nogales.
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April 14, 2009 7:35 PM
“So where the hell is he?” President Tate demanded to know.
“He is the chief of staff and has a few things to do around here!”
The door to the Oval Office opened and Jamie O’Rourke walked in.
“Where have you been all day?”
“Mr. President, don’t you remember the Lincoln Day dinner you couldn’t bear to attend and sent me to?”
“Up in, where was it, Nome, Alaska?”
“Yes sir.Weather was pretty good and love those blubber burgers!”
“We’ve got a problem Jamie.”
“Am I supposed to be shocked?All we ever do is deal with problems.”
“Why did I ever want this job?” Tate whined shaking his head.
“One, I don’t think you mean that and two, if I thought you did I’d resign right now and three, you like the retirement benefits?”
“Yea, they’re good, but I’ll probably get assassinated before I benefit from any of those perks.”
Jamie didn’t even look up when those words were uttered.
“Anyway, Jamie, back to our problem.I just got word that Harrison escaped!”
“More like stolen, I heard.”Jamie added.
“You know about this already?”
“Where was I all day Mr. President?News didn’t have to travel too far even in the frozen tundra!I was told that some kind of Paramilitary strike took place and he was hauled off with one of our agents who you placed at the prison to keep watch over that black sheep.Seems Fisher knew nothing about it.Anyway, I guess you do have a problem there, but we’ve got bigger problems than your fear of death or of hiding your skeletons.”
“Jamie, sometimes I wonder about your allegiance to me?”
“Allegiance to you?You should have no worries about that at all.I am in allegiance to the United States of America!I would think you’d have it no other way and that is why I serve you, and it is why I am up before most terrorists are and why I have gone to such lengths to keep you here and make sure you get a round two.But the nation always comes first for me.So, Mr. President, get your mind off of this guy you locked away for life.I think you should sit down and let me tell you what is happening right now as we speak and why we cannot stop it unless we act immediately.
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“Atash, do you know what to say?”
“Of course, ‘Pesos, Pesos’!”
“This is not a joke!The resemblance we have to Mexicans may be passable but there’s that thing called Spanish.”
“Jalil, you worry too much!En Shallah, everything will go well, and anyway we will probably have to say nothing with this in my hand.”
The Muslim driver of a van carrying office supplies across the border waved a large stack of $100.00 bills.Their cargo demanded that they spread the wealth before they spread some death.
“This is a breakthrough for Jihad!For once, we won’t be doing the damage.Could we have ever hoped that there would be such a well organized effort by Americans themselves to destroy their own nation and serve Allah in the process?”
“Allah is great!”
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“What?” President Tate shouted in utter horror!
“Yes sir, we have very valid and verifiable reports that somewhere along our border with Mexico a large number of tactical nukes are being transported into the United States.”
“When did these reports come in?”
“When I walked into my office, a field agent was faxing these reports to me and they were coming over the machine as entered my office.”
Jamie bent down and picked up his file off of a stack of documents he had brought into Tate’s office for signing.When he bent down he grunted loudly and rubbed his chest.
“What’s wrong with you?Don’t you die on me.All heart attacks, strokes or any kind of illness are temporarily forbidden!”
“I’m fine, just strained my back, I guess.Mr. President, we need to seal the border!”
“Oh, well, I’ll get on that right away!Are you crazy?That’s more than 2000 miles between San Diego and Brownsville!We’d have to pull troops out of every country they currently operate in to do that and…”
“Not so, Mr. President.We can activate several militia groups and use them to do what they do best.”
“What would that be, killing illegals and then we’ll have the Alamo all over again!”
“Chris…Mr. President, these guys will either be our enemies or they will join our enemies!You called the Minutemen vigilantes!You refuse to enlist the help of those who love the nation and now you’re afraid of Mexico?Whose border is it anyway and what are you going to do about this?”
“Do you have Intel on where the nukes could be coming in?”
“Yes sir!Somewhere along a two-thousand mile line!”
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“Stop it Atash!”
“Stop what?”
“Sweating!You look too terrified!What if the Sheik had ordered you to lay it down?Allah will prevail and make a way!”
“Yea, you mean, what is it they call them…Dead Presidents?”
“I have them in hand!We will use US dollars, US mercenaries and US laws to give them Jihad terror!” Jalil declared.
Even Atash livened up as they pulled up to the gate.
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Just over the border from the Mexican side of Nogales or just at the border on the US side, depending on how one viewed it, was a place that even bore the name, ‘Borders’ and it wasn’t a bookstore.Americans who wished to venture into the same area from which so many people wished to escape frequented this place.This large store had just about everything and in Pesos or in dollars.This was certainly the best place to get goods from the States that could not be got in Mexico and taken back across without any harassment or impediment.The store was not an amazing thing in any real unique way.It made a lot of money for its owner and it was its owner that was the special commodity.The proprietor was not Mexican, Indian or American or Irania.He was Korean.
Lee Kun Hee or his self-imposed American name, Henry was an unassuming man, a specialty amongst Asian people, but the Koreans had seemed to make a science out of practicing humility and piety.Henry had been there for many years and his bank account was far bigger than even his well-placed store could provide.It was about to become a good deal bigger too.Henry had come to America in the early 1990’s as a refugee from North Korea.He bore the marks of the brutal regime in Pyongyang.No one knew and he had almost made himself forget that he had received the marks and scars across his back and chest quite willingly.They had made his story so much more believable!How else could a red-blooded spy from the North Korean Communist government implant himself in this country?It had worked too!
Like a bridge between insanity and mayhem, two vehicles were steadily converging on Henry’s store.From the south and headed north, two Iranian Jihadists pulled up to the gate that, if opened to them, would change the face of the American Republic forever.
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Jalil looked at the posted officials at the border crossing.He could not believe that the man who would be dealing with him and his fellow terrorist was not American at all but a Mexican national, which made the payoff game even easier and sweeter all the way along.Jalil pulled out two forged Mexican passports and phony shipment documents, which read ‘Office furnishings’.The similarities of their faces to the typical Mexican and the various dark-skinned Muslim radical was uncanny!They looked so much alike!Jalil handed the passports to the Mexican guard.The guard doubted their honesty and demanded all their verification.Jalil pulled out a very thick wad of US dollars and the passports were immediately stamped and the van pulled into the center of destiny!
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The Ford Escort with Wyoming plates headed south down Arizona 19 and had just past the sign that read, Nogales, Arizona.That told them that they had almost completed half of their voyage.The other half would be an immediate return back to where they had started.
“Len!Len wake up you sorry ass!”
“What?Where are we?”
“Where are we?We are at Armageddon’s door my brother.The posse has arrived!”
Len Garret rubbed his eyes and turned a bottle of Scotch up to his lips.
“This stuff’s about the only thing that wakes me up anymore.Pull around back Frank.”
“In back?Don’t that look out of the ordinary?”
“Well, we ain’t far from it, so just do what I told ya, ok?”
“Yavool, Mein Fuehrer!”
Garret’s cohort drove to the back of the large wooden structure and both Garret and his driver saw the large van marked ‘Nogales office furniture’.They parked and walked inside.
“Mr. Lee, what we have is a cavalcade of diversity!Three nationalities, all hating the same place, all seeking the same thing!”Len shouted!
“Mr. Garret!How are you?Got your fax!Is there something I can interest you in today, sir?”
“Ah, yes, I need a load of briefcases and I’m on a tight schedule.I have a feeling my business is going to explode soon!”
Everyone in the room started laughing, including the two Iranians who were seated in the room next to the main shop.They would not see each other’s faces!The whole thing took only ten minutes to transact and the Ford Escort was headed north again to where they had left only hours before and where they had left two new members of the Brotherhood of Patriots still waiting for their orders; ten minutes, a far longer period of time than it would take to destroy America’s resolve, her economy and her very existence as a nation.
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The lights were burning late at the Pentagon and in the White House this night.In countless homes in virtually every state in the union, men and women were filling their suitcases, kissing their wives, husbands and babies goodbye and heading to a myriad of locations by air, rail and road.As passenger planes and military chopper filled the skies, while trains rolled on rail and cars roared down highways filled with GI’s all headed southward and trying to stop one lowly and unsuspecting car that was already headed north unimpeded like a mobile weapon of mass destruction singing, “Amazing Grace, How sweet the sound!”
The pursuit I am on, that which drives me is an all-consuming need of revealing the danger of refusing to fear God and our ease with which the American people have swallowed Obama’s lies. God has been certainly patient with the world, and I feel the need to show what the total loss of faith in the world will hold for the future of America. Your decision will determine whether this nation shall continue into unforeseen future or rush us all into a premature grave that will have been prepared by Barack Hussein Obama.
This is a dramatization of what America is facing with an impending President Barack Hussein Obama and his certain to be aggressive Administration. His policies will demand that he be a tyrant, for no true American shall ever give up neither their voice nor their guns, or the right to own one, though I have none.
This story is frightening, but the idea that it is not so much fiction as it is but a true depiction of what is in store for America. It is all pointing out that this election will mean the overwhelming change in the fabric of this nation.
None of the reasons why oppose the world of Barack Obama are even the slightest bit based on race. My reasons are all based on character and respect for life. It is the loss of faith and charity, which always results in the loss of liberty. This makes me fear for the country we love.
On November 4th 2008, before you pull that lever, ask yourself who will protect your children, who will protect your retirement, who will truly make sure that America remains safe. You will find, if you listen to the one who knows and to your own heart, that a vote for Barack Husssein Obama is a vote for tyranny and loss of freedom. It is your country. Keep her free!
Come on America! What took place this week in the aorta of the nation was a bypass of the people’s rights. We are told that it is not so much the bad judgment on the part of families who were used to enrich the culture of death. We have learned of our failure to be our brothers’ keepers and of those who fell too deeply in love with green god of America.
Democracy and Capitalism are systems that work, as most other ideals for civil society work, from a certain point of view. It is not enough to love democracy and gain. A nation like America requires a small government that makes sure it protects the people who chose them to rule. It is understood that making money is a matter of trust and honesty and the nation’s acceptance that it is a safe land to work hard in, to plan one’s family’s future in this blessed land and to be reasonably prepared for one’s death. That is how we can entrust trillions of dollars into the hands that have promised to make our future a win/win situation for all concerned. Then we find that the money changers and the Federal government were in collusion all along, duping the American people. It is this sort of character and event that leads to a crash and underlines the biblical truth that pride always arrives before a fall. A loss of national confidence then plunged us headlong into a total loss of allegiance to that place that had lost its right to continue to call itself free.
Capitalism is no better than any other “ism” without honesty and the possibility of policing ourselves without Federal intervention. Now, this nation’s leaders believe in some type of living constitution that they can manipulate at will. It fits the times, they say, but such anarchist views, which are spewed primarily by Democrats, and by too many Republicans, have the ability to have already ripped the immutable original document into shreds. America needs to renew its commitment to honesty and responsibility, lest we cease to be.
Scarcely anyone denies that right now, the nation will be crushed by our decades of debt that has only been propped up by more credit. It is evident that Babylon has fallen and perhaps everyone shall weep. It is not of great debate that now there is no choice but to prop up credit so it can continue to lull the people into a suicidal Neverland. Yet, has anyone even stopped to consider who might be to blame? It appears that they are still in place ready to take yet another great ride on the beast of Babylon.
One must certainly be able to see what is taking place in the still great nation, that what has taken place in this country over the past month is just too perfectly diabolical to be made up! Just think about it. It is the first time that the same people who led us into an abyss of despair were also trusted to lead us out of it, and they are not from just one party or another. For, it has come to a time when none from either party is willing to relinquish one ounce of their power. Indeed, they have only taken on powers that are actually disallowed in the precepts of the Constitution of the United States of America.
The constitution does not provide for the government to own anything in the nation that is supposed to rule itself. Now, with a country that seems to be incapable of ruling itself and which has become unwilling to defend itself, only happy with greed and at war with itself has seen our freedoms disappear with one stroke of a pen. The government has taken on to itself, rights and privileges that are missing in the words of the document which are intended restrict the power of rulers while holding a fractured nation together. This amounts to a coup de gens and is a well controlled, faultlessly enacted and thoroughly scripted from the beginning to the end of this travesty of trust.
One of these butchers of the constitution who has deceived us into trusting them I am talking about CongressmanBarney Franks. He is the oddly looking, peculiar speaking and one of the main culprits who led into the credit crisis. Incredibly , he is also the one who we are told led us out of it, through this so-called “$810,000,000,000.00 Recovery Package.” He should be arrested for fraud, lying to the Congress and treated as a traitor to the American people. In 1999, it was he and the great one, Senator Christopher Dodd, both of whom pushed for and which was ultimatelyFormer President Bill Clintonsigned into law a bill to ease restrictions on the poor so that they could get homes that most of us have only dreamed of . Now, incredibly, these "leaders" can still show their selfish faces to the American people without shame, for they have forgotten how to express or feel such human emotions as guilt or remorse. They see it all as just another opportunity to cut off their own pound of flesh. They were heralded and lauded for writing a bill that does nothing but rob the nation and which has now effectively made the Government of the United States the owners and controllers of the nation’s financial, loan and banking systems.
How many of us realize that as a result of this law, the government now has the authority to control, not only the interest rates that are charged on mortgages, but this beast that now rules over us will also have the power to change a house's value, therein opening the door to a government that will eventually rule over us in medical care, surveillance, our money and your ability buy and sell.
Have we not become what we feared?
This country will only be saved by taking to task hose who sent this great people into utter financial darkness. Congressmen and women and senators, business men and women and all those taking our nation by the throat and the President of the United States should be held to account for their dealings and lack of care to ensure a safe, secure and sound future of America.
Below, you will find a letter from 1999 that describes where this whole affair started and reveals many points that can serve as examples of the emerging Culture of Death now gripping America.
In a move that could help increase home ownership rates among minorities and low-income consumers, the Fannie Mae Corporation is easing the credit requirements on loans that it will purchase from banks and other lenders.
The action, which will begin as a pilot program involving 24 banks in 15 markets -- including the New York metropolitan region -- will encourage those banks to extend home mortgages to individuals whose credit is generally not good enough to qualify for conventional loans. Fannie Mae officials say they hope to make it a nationwide program by next spring.
Fannie Mae, the nation's biggest underwriter of home mortgages, has been under increasing pressure from the Clinton Administration to expand mortgage loans among low and moderate income people and felt pressure from stock holders to maintain its phenomenal growth in profits.
In addition, banks, thrift institutions and mortgage companies have been pressing Fannie Mae to help them make more loans to so-called subprime borrowers. These borrowers whose incomes, credit ratings and savings are not good enough to qualify for conventional loans, can only get loans from finance companies that charge much higher interest rates -- anywhere from three to four percentage points higher than conventional loans.
''Fannie Mae has expanded home ownership for millions of families in the 1990's by reducing down payment requirements,'' said Franklin D. Raines, Fannie Mae's chairman and chief executive officer. ''Yet there remain too many borrowers whose credit is just a notch below what our underwriting has required who have been relegated to paying significantly higher mortgage rates in the so-called subprime market.''
Demographic information on these borrowers is sketchy. But at least one study indicates that 18 percent of the loans in the subprime market went to black borrowers, compared to 5 per cent of loans in the conventional loan market.
In moving, even tentatively, into this new area of lending, Fannie Mae is taking on significantly more risk, which may not pose any difficulties during flush economic times. But the government-subsidized corporation may run into trouble in an economic downturn, prompting a government rescue similar to that of the savings and loan industry in the 1980's.
''From the perspective of many people, including me, this is another thrift industry growing up around us,'' said Peter Wallison a resident fellow at the American Enterprise Institute. ''If they fail, the government will have to step up and bail them out the way it stepped up and bailed out the thrift industry.''
Under Fannie Mae's pilot program, consumers who qualify can secure a mortgage with an interest rate one percentage point above that of a conventional, 30-year fixed rate mortgage of less than $240,000 -- a rate that currently averages about 7.76 per cent. If the borrower makes his or her monthly payments on time for two years, the one percentage point premium is dropped.
Fannie Mae, the nation's biggest underwriter of home mortgages, does not lend money directly to consumers. Instead, it purchases loans that banks make on what is called the secondary market. By expanding the type of loans that it will buy, Fannie Mae is hoping to spur banks to make more loans to people with less-than-stellar credit ratings.
Fannie Mae officials stress that the new mortgages will be extended to all potential borrowers who can qualify for a mortgage. But they add that the move is intended in part to increase the number of minority and low income home owners who tend to have worse credit ratings than non-Hispanic whites.
Home ownership has, in fact, exploded among minorities during the economic boom of the 1990's. The number of mortgages extended to Hispanic applicants jumped by 87.2 per cent from 1993 to 1998, according to Harvard University 's Joint Center for Housing Studies. During that same period the number of African Americans who got mortgages to buy a home increased by 71.9 per cent and the number of Asian Americans by 46.3 per cent.
In contrast, the number of non-Hispanic whites who received loans for homes increased by 31.2 per cent.
Despite these gains, home ownership rates for minorities continue to lag behind non-Hispanic whites, in part because blacks and Hispanics in particular tend to have on average worse credit ratings.
In July, the Department of Housing and Urban Development proposed that by the year 2001, 50 percent of Fannie Mae's and Freddie Mac's portfolio be made up of loans to low and moderate-income borrowers. Last year, 44 percent of the loans Fannie Mae purchased were from these groups.
The change in policy also comes at the same time that HUD is investigating allegations of racial discrimination in the automated underwriting systems used by Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac to determine the credit-worthiness of credit applicants.
It is crystal clear that we are looming close to the edge of a moment that makes Jefferson’s words ring clear. For the actions that have been carried out against the people of America are those from which revolutions are born.
AuthorSteven Clark Bradley
Currently, Steven Clark Bradley is the author of four dramatic thrillers novel titled "Nimrod Rising!" "Probable Cause" "StillBorn!" and Patriot Acts, Steven speaks French and Turkish. He has been an assistant to a prosecutor, a University Instructor and a Freelance Jounalist. Steven attended Knox High School in Knox, Indiana and graduated in 1977. In that same year, he began his college studies in Theology and Human Awareness at Emmaus College in Dubuque, Iowa until 1980. Steven finished his degree at Bethel College, and earned his B.A. in Organizational Management of Human Resources. In 1985, while in France, Steven earned a Certificate of Fluency in the French Language at Cavilam Institute of the French Language in Vichy, France. Steven obtained a Masters Degree in Liberal Studies at Indiana University in 2001.
Steven worked a number of years in various countries in Europe, Asia, and Africa. He has been to 34 countries and has worked extensively with Kurdish refugees from Turkey, Iraq, and Syria. Steven also established a school by correspondence for African students in the African countries of The Gambia and Senegal West Africa. He is the founder of a Cultural Center for refugees in France, where he lived for six years. Speaking fluently in French and in Turkish, Steven has been in 34 countries. Before returning to the United States in 1995, Steven worked as an instructor of English and Business skills for four years at Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey. He was responsible for the supervision of ten tourism instructors, and supervised the development of syllabi, course outlines, and the development of pertinent materials for Tourism and Business courses. Steven had the opportunity of assisting in the development of a Masters of Business Administration and Public Presentation skills course. Developing a specialized course in Business translation, Steven helped students seek a diploma in Translation and Linguistics. He also developed materials and taught a Specialized Writing course to deepen students abilities in communication for business and writing purposes. He was also involved in several World Bank courses, which were offered at the University as well.
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I love to speak my mind, but with the temper of someone who realizes that I need to be open to other people’s opinions. My writing reflects this boldness and desire to record, in fictional terms, the issues and dangers that we as a people in our current society now face.Boldness speaks in terms that get readers’ attention. I strive to accomplish the goal of causing readers to consider what they believe and to open their minds to consider the peril of our ways so that we can take stock of the current direction of our lives.
I do not consider myself Prophetic. I do not feel some pie in the sky religious fanaticism and nor do I claim to see visions or hear voices that told me what the past means for the future.In fact, in Nimrod Rising, I am talking about logically determining where certain changes will ultimately take us as a people and whether our ultimate place as a nation will be better and more secure or increasingly dangerous and hopeless.I think the most important thing for a writer of such genres as I write such as Nimrod Rising is to be open-minded. I need to try to get beyond the physical world we see every day and try to accept that there is more out there than just us. I don't want people to consider Nimrod Rising as just another scary story. It is far more than that. Nimrod Rising is a book about the history of life and the origin of evil. As I write, I pose the questions such as: Who are we? Where did we come from? What was here before us? Where are we going? Are there answers to the question why the world faces such peril today? Nimrod Rising offers “possible” answers to those questions. I want to awaken the imagination and the cause self perception as readers taken in my stories.
Now, continue to read Nimrod Rising Tick Tock Part Two and see how the past events that have either shaken the nation or how they have lulled us to sleep.It is important to take stock and draw a line in the sands of time as I paint a very plausible future scenario of where current political events and policies could ultimately take the nation we love in the future.I know you’ll find it as real as it gets!
Nimrod Rising – Tick Tock Part Two
Thomas Jefferson had penned the words himself, actually quoting from John Locke’s words, that humanity had certain inalienable rights such as life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, though John Locke had stated differently in reality by declaring that a people had the rights of life and liberty, the pursuit of property. Locke had desired to instill in the minds of people that they had the right to ownership, posterity and physical possessions that would one day give proof to their having been on the Earth. In changing Locke’s words, Jefferson had set America’s eyes toward some inexplicable, unreachable, intangible goal of pleasing one’s self at all costs, even at the price of selling out one’s own freedom, one’s own country! Such attitudes and inabilities to act to save the land had left the people bewildered and always in the throws of change. The locust had come in as a storm that could not be measured in severity, and which by no means could ever be stopped. The American Babylon would fall to the ground before an eye could be aroused or before a sound could be interpreted. With that unholy day when the smoke rose up like the face of Lucia and consumed those who fled from its face, when missiles of concrete slammed into the bodies, hearts and minds of those who endured its rage, the Swarm had ushered in the end of the laissez-faire society; and the entire world wept.
The changes in society brought about by the Swarm were at first subtle. Then, as the doors into the misty, creeping social abyss had finally swung wide open, very distinct tactics were revealed that did, in fact, undermine the very social fabric of a once noble and moral society. Laws were passed that would sentence anyone to death who willfully, through some violent act, caused the death of an unborn fetus even if the mother was not killed. Yet, American justice and American society had collaborated in the murder of tens of millions of unborn babies in the form of thousands of abortion clinics across the land. This inconsistent ideal and the scourge of sexual diseases had also planted their venomous roots. Not to be worried, safe sex could still be had, or so it was proclaimed, and children were challenged to make their own decisions about when to have and how to have “safe sex” and how to safely take drugs no matter what their parents had to say about it, never mind the moral issues or the consequences to ones health and to decide their own perceived genders! Students were taught to turn in their parents if they felt they were being abused in some way. These things were not wrong anymore simply because society had decided it so. Nobody had stopped to ask what Elyon had felt! The nation seemed worn-out, wearing visages of the excessively burdened, overly paranoid and completely severed as a people and ravaged by rage. They seemed ready to sell their historic birthright for a mess of new-age porridge, ready to give away their liberty for the gods of peace, prosperity, promiscuity and security! This highly-technologically advanced society seemed to have taken on a life of its own, transforming its citizens into its slaves of selfishness, imprisoned by their own need of self-gratification. The American people now serviced the system rather than the other way around.
Was it all an accident? Was this simply the natural evolution of a free and forward-looking people or was this all a scheme; a well tooled and orchestrated game of Sodom killing Gomorrah? Issues such as surveillance, environment, social upheavals, genetic mutations, Same-sex marriage, Cyber-space technology, scandal ridden political leaders and new age religions seemed to rob the land of any vestige of the country that had once existed. Those who truly decried the lengths to which the government had to go to protect the people were few and far between. Everyone just wanted a safe and sterile place in which to play their evil and destructive games. Since the Swarm had overrun the world, new laws curtailing freedom of movement, speech and assembly had been passed by the United State’s Congress and signed by the President with no other alternative available. The public had generally accepted these measures. It was not so much that the people were oblivious to their reduced rights. It was also not exactly that they agreed with the provisions, which ran roughshod over the constitution. The key to the lack of civil unrest was that there was no other way to achieve even a semblance security without the Patriot Act and its offspring in the ensuing years. These laws were deemed as logical steps to save the nation. What everyone failed to ask was the obvious fact that if such measures were required to save the American nation then, the nation was logically and undoubtedly gone already. The world seemed to have shrunk. New sets of priorities, norms and values appeared in the newspapers, magazines and on the television screens.
The government seemed to be in collusion with forces that were, though unseen and intangible, very real as to their impact on the daily lives of the people. The primary goal had become the changing of the basic values, principles and precepts that had governed the lives of the United States since its inception of liberty as a nation. The nation had so rid itself of the burdens of righteous adherence to a righteous God that when a righteous president had come to power he was ridiculed, maligned, hated and found it impossible to pull the nation back from the brink. The need of keeping track of more than five billion people throughout the world had also become a major priority. From vacuum-tube computers as large as city blocks and containing as little as 64K memory, recent vast advances in computer technology such as chips as small as a fingernail containing massive amounts of gigabytes of ram now made the Star Wars phenomenon obsolete and ancient in comparison. Technological development had now made it possible to track the world’s population within ten feet of its location. The Swarm of evil urchins and their maze of infiltration caused all of these measures to become needed and unquestionably accepted by the masses though it still seemed impossible to track down the Swarm. Population control had always remained a sacrosanct secret in the public eye. Nevertheless, the programs, steps and various avenues of raising the acceptability of the experimental, inserted chip had been often discussed and proposed during annual, biannual and quarterly conferences and meetings of such groups as the Bildeburgers, World Bank, The Trilateral Commission and meetings of several Environmental groups and the Swarm’s circle. Several ways of achieving the goals of these social engineers were discussed in these secret meetings.
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From credit cards to debit cards, to smart cards, it would soon become a reality that every American would eventually carry on his or her person, an electronic, description of physical features, family history, address, occupation, criminal record and income tax information, credit history and every possible element of one’s life that the government deemed necessary. The inserted chip would go one step further by going beyond the smart card in the wallet or purse that could be lost or stolen to a personalized chip worn at all times under the skin. There had been far too many victims of the Swarm. The government had a need to know all. Thanks to Hamid Assad, the young and intelligent successor to Osama Bin Laden, these evil locusts had infiltrated every facet of Western society and could be found in every nation. From the great political and financial cities of the world, such as Brussels, Luxembourg, London, Paris and New York, the agenda of the New World Order was rushed up because the attacks of Beelzebub had rocked the very lifelines of the free world. At home, the American government had given the Federal Emergency Management Agency 12.1 billion dollars for the purpose of setting up Mobil Operational facilities, developing a super sacrosanct secret police force and restoring and revamping military bases such as Tonapon, Nevada, and Barstow, the purpose of which was to form boot camps for the violent eradication of these insects who had changed America forever. These facilities eventually made Guantanamo pale in comparison. All of these events, people, groups and crises formed the skeleton of a diabolical system simply waiting to be covered with flesh and to have its nostrils filled with the breath of the devilish life of many languages, cultures and peoples moving ever so closely together.
Promises of peace and assurances of prosperity, it had all melted down creating an avalanche of deception and detestable outcries for change and a return to a past, gone though not forgotten. It would only prove attainable in some imaginary, mental Disneyland! Promises! Promises!
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