Points of Order
Bebe
Hello,
I posted several months in your comments section about a friend who was talking to LaRouche people that were campaigning at my school. I don’t know if you remember.
I’m just here to update:
once she finished up her 2nd year at university this last spring, she refused to re-register for fall semester. This past summer she moved across the country, to Boston, with these people, and is staying at a home rented out by Larouche. Six months ago, she didn’t give a damn about politics. Now, she’s moving across the country for the sake of it.
Her family is devastated, as are her friends. She is a very bright girl who had ambitions of entering the field of medicine. She was doing very well in school, was attending a prestigious university, involved in multiple organizations, and had a very promising future.
While she has only just missed one semester at school, and there is a possibility she could always return for the spring, I am deeply worried for her. When I speak to her on the phone, she evades all questions of when she will return.
Fortunately, she is returning “briefly†for a family function in a few weeks. This will be her first return from Boston since June. I only hope she will see what she has left behind, and decide to return permanently.
I mean, alright. I can understand a person’s passion for politics. I understand a person’s need to feel involved in something. What I don’t understand, is how this man, this organization, this whateverthehellitis, can so easily destroy the life, family, and future of a human being.
And for what? I mean, what does their campaigning really accomplish? How can they be there, in Boston, feeling like they really are affecting change in society? How does this man manipulate their eyes in such a way that they fail to see what seems to be glaringly obvious to me –that this LaRouche guy is completely and utterly INSANE?
And I sometimes wonder, from the way she talks about it, maybe they really ARE doing something. Maybe I’m insane for not seeing what is so obvious to her, that LaRouche has got it right. That maybe, as she says, he really is popular in other countries.
But then, all I have to do is try to wade through one of his essays, and I see straight again.
I only hope that once this man dies (he is ancient, isn’t he?), the organization will as well, and it will at last liberate my friend.
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2. But here’s something more interesting Nancy wrote recently.
One to two weeks ago, an All Users mail message: No stipends this week because of a big tax payment. (I’m paraphrasing here.)
It’s not the no-stipends part that’s interesting–if there were stipends, that would be interesting.
It’s the “big tax payment” part…. I’ll bet you a dollar the IRS has come acreeping ’round their door about moneys owed to PMR.
Because PMR owed VERY LARGE taxes, and PMR had some customers who were, shall we say, remiss on their payments, so when the IRS wants to get its money, and can’t get it from PMR, which is flattened, where do you suppose the IRS goes?
Already, a few months ago, LaRouche in 2004 (L04), the Presidential campaign committee, had to cough up significant dollars to the IRS as a result of its outstanding debt to PMR.
Betcha the same thing has happened with some “infrastructure” accounts out of which stipends are paid.
Now that’s interesting. That’s a Simple Fact, as B. Boyd so absurdly christened the list of lies about PMR, Ken Kronberg, and the org that she generated a few months ago under LaRouche’s direction.
Gee, if Boyd was telling the truth in her claim about how scrupulously L04 and LaRouche PAC paid their bills, how come the IRS nailed L04 for such a bundle? How did it happen that L04 owed PMR such a chunk of change?
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Oh. By the way. A long-time member of the Larouche cult’s response to bebe’s comments is right here.
And the reason that the date of the Zero Dollar passed by? We’re dealing with humans, not computers. Which… I don’t know… is all the reason not to put up a date certain where we’ll enter into a Depression greater than… oh, never mind. Send your bread to Leesburg.