Fields of Ukraine
Look out on the blue horizon, as I see the fields of golden grain
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Wish I could go back to my love, kiss her on the lips and make them ok
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Where we gonna get reserves, how we’re gonna keep this fight on this way
Gotta dig a new position, on the fields of Ukraine
How did this thing get to this point, was it east or west who knows to blame
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Wish I could go back to my love, kiss her on the lips and make them ok
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Where we gonna get reserves, how we’re gonna keep this fight on this way
Gotta dig a new position, on the fields of Ukraine
Where we gonna get reserves, how we’re gonna keep this fight on this way
Gotta dig a new position, on the fields of Ukraine
Western powers keep expanding, with a little help from CIA
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Wish I could go back to my love, kiss her on the lips and make them ok
Gotta dig a new position, and fight on today
Where we gonna get reserves, how we’re gonna keep this fight on this way
Gotta dig a new position, on the fields of Ukraine
On the fields, fields, fields of Ukraine
On the fields, fields, fields of Ukraine
On the fields, fields, fields of Ukraine
On the fields, fields, fields of Ukraine
Why
My simple words of wisdom are nothing but a few
To compromise and empathize, to work the madness through
No matter how I try, this time I just can’t understand why
Our forces of spirit were intertwined from birth
The air we breathe, the blood we spill, were given from the earth
No matter how I try, this time I just can’t understand why
Why should I compromise, I’ve done nothing wrong
For the greater good of man, extend your love and helping hand
Peace isn’t something just found, it’s something errand
If we’re to survive the day, we must change our selfish ways
Our sense of love and peace is centered on the soul
Our children’s eyes, our mother’s hands are universal roles
No matter how I try, this time I just can’t understand why
Why should I compromise, I’ve done nothing wrong
For the greater good of man, extend your love and helping hand
Peace isn’t something just found, it’s something errand
If we’re to survive the day, we must change our selfish ways
When I Found You
On leave for 24 hours, in 24 hours is when I found you
Brought you, a bouquet of flowers, a bouquet of flowers is what I got you
I just can’t stop thinking, I just can’t stop thinking of you
Rolled in, to liberate Paris, to liberate Paris is when I found you
Kissed you, for must have been hours, in 24 hours is when I knew
I just can’t stop dreaming, I just can’t stop dreaming of you
La la la La la la La La La
I just can’t stop thinking, I just can’t stop thinking of you
Found love, in 24 hours, in 24 hours is when I found you
Don’t know, when I’ll be back to Paris, when I get back to Paris is when I’ll marry you
War is something awful, but it’s how I came to find you
La la la La la la La La La
Don’t care how I found, I’ve gotta make love to you and feel you right now
La la la La la la La La La
Ghosts of Fredericksburg “Army of The Potomac”
Ghosts of Fredericksburg, whistling through the air tonight
On the battlefields, gonna give them freight
Out the northern lights, dancing on our corpses tonight
Hundreds of voices singing death tonight
The Battle of Fredericksburg (December 11-15, 1862) was a decisive loss for the Union army, crippling northern morale. The chilling quote below derives from Lieutenant Colonel Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain’s description of the battle’s aftermath.
But out of that silence rose new sounds more appalling still; a strange ventriloquism, of which you could not locate the source,
a smothered moan, as if a thousand discords were flowing together into a key-note weird, unearthly, terrible to hear and bear,
yet startling with its nearness; the writhing concord broken by cries for help, some begging for a drop of water, some calling on God for pity;
and some on friendly hands to finish what the enemy had so horribly begun
Ghosts of Fredericksburg, whistling through the air tonight
On the battlefields, gonna give them freight
Out the northern lights, dancing on our corpses tonight
Hundreds of voices singing death tonight
End To War
End To War
End To War
End To War
President John F. Kennedy’s commencement address:
American University, Washington, D.C., June 10th 1963
What kind of peace do I mean? What kind of peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war. Not the peace of the grave or the security of the slave. I am talking about genuine peace, the kind of peace that makes life on earth worth living, the kind that enables men and nations to grow and to hope and to build a better life for their children--not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women--not merely peace in our time but peace for all time.
I speak of peace, therefore, as the necessary rational end of rational men. I realize that the pursuit of peace is not as dramatic as the pursuit of war--and frequently the words of the pursuer fall on deaf ears. But we have no more urgent task.
Our problems are man made--therefore, they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings. Man's reason and spirit have often solved the seemingly unsolvable--and we believe they can do it again.
And if we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity. For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal.
End To War
End To War
End To War
Get Back The Love
Get Back The Love
Get Back The Love
But when your heart is clutched in rage, how you ever gonna change
And it drives your mind insane and you find that you’re to blame
But then you’ll know it when the change comes through
Better days will come true
Keep the faith up it will get you through
Words of peace are here for you
But when your heart is clutched in rage, how you ever gonna change
And it drives your mind insane and you find that you’re to blame
But then you’ll see it when the night is through
The sun ahead, it shines on you
See your loved ones, keep them close to you
Spread your love, see this through
Get Back The Love
Get Back The Love
Today, today
Merchants of Death “Good-bye USA”
Write a big check to push your will, go pass a bill and fill the lobbies need
All we’ve got to do is fill one chair, we’ll soon be there and buy our corporate greed
It’s in the name of defense, who has the common sense, to say enough is an enough oh will you see.
It’s all herd mentality, don’t stand to close to me, and in the end it’s the price for sanity.
But where’s your heart and soul, you surely have it, can’t take that away
Oh when’s a enough, you’ve got’em in your pockets, You lie everyday
Oh, where’s your moral code you surely have it, can’t take that away
Oh, when’s an enough, you’ve sold your soul for profit, Goodbye USA
Tell the people what they want to hear, go make it clear and push the party’s line
It’s happened too many times before, they’d like some more to keep them satisfied
It’s in the name of defense, who has the common sense, to say enough is an enough oh will you see.
It’s all herd mentality, don’t stand to close to me, and in the end it’s the price for sanity.
But where’s your heart and soul, you surely have it, can’t take that away
Oh when’s a enough, you’ve got’em in your pockets, You lie everyday
Oh, where’s your moral code you surely have it, can’t take that away
Oh, when’s an enough, you’ve sold your soul for profit, Goodbye USA
Raytheon Bassline
Knowing my way, playing today
I’m gotta make it happen some way
Not much to say, out of my way
I’ve gotta funky Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
I’ve gotta Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
Fund the extreme, Waring Machine
I’ve gotta tow the party’s line
Who do I kill, Who’s blood to spill
I’ve gotta funky Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
I’ve gotta Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
Red, White & Blue, It’s up to you
Let’s watch this whole thing burn up in flames
Stuck in my phone, dumb as a stone
I’ve gotta funky Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
I’ve gotta Raytheon Bassline
I’ve gotta Raytheon Goodtime
ARMAGEDDON
NARRATION
The audio scape you are about to hear depicts a worst-case scenario, for the president of the United States and the country as a whole. This work is based on Annie Jacobsen’s book Nuclear War - A Scenario. The presentation is meant to be thought-provoking and informative.
INT. WHITE HOUSE - DINING ROOM - AFTERNOON
NARRATION
It’s 3:06 p.m. The president is in the White House dining room, reading his midday briefing, when the national security advisor barges into the room, phone in hand.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
Mr. President, the secretary of defense is calling from the National Military Command Center beneath the Pentagon. It’s serious...
PRESIDENT
(surprised)
OK, what’s the problem, what’s going on?
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
North Korea has just launched an attacking missile at the United States. Both NORAD and STRATCOM command have validated the assessment.
We hear chattering in the background:
“What...what...seriously...?”
PRESIDENT
This some kind of test? I mean come on, why would they do that?
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
This is not a test, sir. I’m trying to get a North Korean official on the line now.
NARRATION
Before much else is said the Secret Service forces their way in. Of all the people in the room prepared for crisis management, the Secret Service on the president’s detail are among the best rehearsed.
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
Mr. President, we need you to come now to the Presidential Emergency Operation Center - the PEOC [pee-oc]
PRESIDENT
OK, of course, let’s go. Grab my things and somebody call my wife.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
(desperate)
Wait, the emergency plan book. Don’t forget the emergency plan book!
INT. WHITE HOUSE HALLWAY - AFTERNOON
NARRATION
As the president is escorted by the Secret Service, they make sure the “mil-aide,” the officer carrying the infamous nuclear football, is en route with the president to the PEOC.
We hear fast-paced movement evacuating to the bunker.
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
(into a radio)
Keep him with the satchel. We’re taking the president to the Sit Room.
MIL-AIDE
I’m here sir!
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
Good, stay with the president.
PRESIDENT
Can anyone give me more information on what the hell is going on?
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
Not till we get you to the bunker sir. You will be on video comms with STRATCOM command and the Joint Chiefs.
INT. PEOC - EMERGENCY BUNKER - AFTERNOON
NARRATION
After a rushed evacuation to the PEOC bunker under the East Wing, various personnel are situated around monitors and screens via satellite feed. The president’s military command is ready to debrief and advise the president.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
Sir, you’re on comms with the Joint Chiefs.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Mr. President, roughly 10 minutes ago SBIRS [sibbers] infrared early warning satellites detected a launch of a Hwasong-17 ICBM, roughly 20 miles outside Pyongyang. This is what we call a “Bolt out of the Blue” attack. Interceptor missiles out of Fort Greely attempted to knock out the missile, but were unsuccessful. The time has come now to launch a counter strike!
PRESIDENT
What is the target...? I mean, is this thing coming here?
NARRATION
As the president asks this question, the infamous nuclear football is opened. The Black Book is pulled out...a proverbial “Denny’s menu” of nuclear horror is revealed, giving the president predetermined nuclear strike plans. The president looks over to the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs again.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Yes! Sir, tracking has confirmed the target is Washington, probably the Pentagon.
PRESIDENT
Jesus Christ, tell me what to do.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
The chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff gives advice, not orders.
PRESIDENT
(frustrated)
Then advise me!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
We need to first move to Defense Readiness Condition 1.
PRESIDENT
(shocked)
Okay fine, move to DEFCON 1. I can’t believe this is happening.
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE
We are waiting for more information to come in now sir, I caution us to hold before we make any mistakes...
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
An enemy is attacking the homeland sir with a nuclear weapon...we need a response!
CASUALTY OFFICER
(matter of fact)
Mr. President, I’m the Casualty Officer, we are looking at casualties in the D.C. area of upwards of one million people.
PRESIDENT
You’ve got to be kidding me. I mean, can’t we try and hit it again? Give it another shot!!!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Sir, we already tried that. Our options are limited...now is the time for a counter strike. Launching on Warning allows us to change their decision calculus. We can completely decapitate their command and control, and render their forces useless...
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE
(opposing view)
Launching now will all but guarantee a wider conflict.
PRESIDENT
How can we be certain that this missile has a nuclear weapon? I mean, couldn’t it be a dud, something to push us into a first strike?
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Sir, all we know is an ICBM is heading to Washington D.C. Do you suggest we just wait and see what happens?
PRESIDENT
No...no...of course not.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
(stern)
Unfortunately now sir, as of our current situation, we can fairly assume that deterrence has failed!!!
STRATCOM COMMAND
Sir this is STRATCOM Command. The Launch on Warning options you currently have in your possession are options Alpha, Beta and Charlie. There are approximately eighty targets in North Korea in various categories ranging from “nuclear-war sustaining industry” and its “leadership.” STRATCOM COMMAND is awaiting your orders sir!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Advise strike option Charlie.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
How could this be happening. They know we’d obliterate them!!!
STRATCOM COMMAND
Emphasis should be on military targets, sir.
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE
It’s insanity for us to launch without first informing Moscow.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Sir, we need your orders.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
North Korea has a ring of nuclear facilities around Pyongyang, where nearly three million civilians reside.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
To clarify Mr. President...those targets are located in Pyongyang, Yongbyon, Yongjo-ri, Sangam-ni, Tongchang-ri...
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
(interrupts)
Tongchang-ri borders the city of Dandong, China...population two million.
STRATCOM COMMAND
Sir, I advise we deploy six bombers over the peninsula and start moving our subs into position.
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE
The fallout estimates on option Charlie is roughly 400,000 to four million Chinese nationals. Moscow isn’t on the line and we can’t seem to reach the Kremlin.
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
(on the phone)
I’m on the line with China’s leadership now. They say killing Chinese citizens with radiation is an act of war.
The frenzied, storm of arguing and points being flung around the room breaks with a load whistle...
WHISTLING OFFICER
LOCK IT UP!!!
U.S. INDO-PACIFIC COMMAND
(sincerely)
Mr. President, I’m U.S. Indo-Pacific Command. There are roughly 28,500 U.S. troops in South Korea, now. U.S. servicemen and women who are at risk, of not only a lethal radiation from our attack but from a counter-counterattack by North Korea.
PRESIDENT
(stressed)
Get the bombers up. You said move the subs...What else should we do?
STRATCOM COMMAND
We need to get the Blue Impact clock running. The gold codes.
NARRATION
As STRATCOM Command makes this statement, the doors of the PEOC burst open. It’s the CAT, The “Counter Assault Team,” the paramilitary unit of the Secret Service. They are here to evacuate the president from the White House to Site R. This is Raven Rock Mountain Complex, the Pentagon’s Alternate National Military Complex, located seventy miles outside of Washington D.C.
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
Sir, we are moving you to Site R. Your life is in danger!!!
STRATCOM COMMAND
We need the launch orders first, Mr. President.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Advise option Charlie...STRATCOM needs the gold codes NOW!!!
NARRATION
The CAT team pulls the president away from his video conference. They need to get him out of the White House via Marine One.
SECRET SERVICE AGENT
Mr. President, we are taking you to Raven Rock. You can continue this conference in the chopper.
STRATCOM COMMAND
(in earnest)
Wait, the codes...Mr. President the codes the gold codes!!!
EXT. WHITE HOUSE LAWN - AFTERNOON
NARRATION
After leaving the PEOC, the president now is boarding Marine One.
We hear the prop blades of the large Sikorsky spinning, waiting for takeoff.
NARRATION
Seated next to the president, is the mil-aide opening the football, inside the Black Book. As the helicopter leaves the White House complex airspace, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff speaks first, over comms.
INT. MARINE ONE - AFTERNOON
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Sir, can you hear me?
PRESIDENT
Yes...yes, I can.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
We’ve just been hit with a nuclear device in California.
PRESIDENT
What? I thought we had more time!!!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
The second strike was a sub-launched attack hitting a nuclear power plant in Southern California
STRATCOM COMMAND
Sir, this is STRATCOM. The original inbound will hit D.C. in less than 10 minutes.
PRESIDENT
Jesus Christ...do we have enough time to get to Raven Rock?
STRATCOM COMMAND
Sir, we need the launch orders, the Biscuit.
NARRATION
The president removes the laminated code card from his wallet. The Biscuit, with the gold codes.
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Advising option Charlie from the Black Book, sir.
We hear the chopper begin to rev up as it begins its takeoff.
NARRATION
Speaking in a controlled tone, the Deputy Director of Operations speaks, followed by the president. A simple challenge-and-response code: two letters from the NATO phonetic alphabet.
PRESIDENT
(upset)
OK, I have the codes. I’m ready!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
The Deputy Director of Operations will speak first, followed by your response.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS
(short and concise)
Foxtrot, Tango.
PRESIDENT
(hesitant)
Yankee...Zulu
NARRATION
As the Marine One is rising up over the White House, the president stares out the window as the distance between himself and the city grows. The end of the world has been set in motion by the utterance of just two spoken words!
Inside Marine One, over satellite comms, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff presses the president into further action. In this scenario the president doesn’t have enough time to make it to Site R. Counter measures are needed!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
Sir. We need from you now, the universal unlock code.
PRESIDENT
(surprised)
What are you talking about...? We already launched an attack
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
(blunt and stern)
If you die, STRATCOM can not launch additional missiles. The only way to ensure further defense of the nation is to release the universal unlock code.
NARRATION
The president stares out Marine One’s window. In the middle of the mayhem, a thought comes to mind.
PRESIDENT
Where’s my wife...
NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR
(reflective)
The first lady was in Arlington laying a wreath. Movement is underway but...
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
(interrupts strongly)
Sir, with line of succession in jeopardy we need the universal unlock code, immediately!!!
NARRATION
If the president learned about any of this during his presidential debrief, he doesn’t recall. Now seems more profound than anything ever discussed by man!
PRESIDENT
OK ok ok, authorize the universal unlock codes.
A woman screams out onboard the chopper.
FEMALE AIDE
(screaming and crying)
NO...for the love of GOD NO!!!
CHAIRMAN OF THE JOINT CHIEFS
(angrily)
Get her off comms...
NARRATION
The president is softly mediating on his next move, the words he must now say to defend the nation.
PRESIDENT
(whispering)
God, am I making the right decision...? PLEASE HELP!
DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS
(bluntly interrupts with force)
Sir, this is Deputy Director of Operations, are you ready to release the universal unlock codes?
DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS
Mr. President?
PRESIDENT
Alfa, Bravo, Charlie.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS
(without delay)
Delta, Echo, Foxtrot.
PRESIDENT
(Crying)
GOD...GOD...GOD!!!
The president’s voice fades into the sound of Marine One’s prop-blades as our narration changes our focus.
NARRATION
In this scenario the president doesn’t make it to Raven Rock. Line of succession falls on the Secretary of Defense, sixth in the line.
Our focus now shifts to the president of the Russian Federation, who is currently at an undisclosed location in Siberia.
It’s the middle of the night.
The defense minister and the chief of the General Staff are understood to each have beside them the Russian equivalent of the “football” - theirs is called the Cheget.
In this moment of intense crisis, the secretary of the Security Council reminds the Russian president that he is running out of time. In other words, Russia’s early warning launch detection system “Tundra” has seen what looks like 100 Minuteman III ICBMs coming over the North Pole.
It’s been long understood by defense analysts that Russia’s early warning satellite detection systems are deeply flawed.
In a 2015 briefing on Capitol Hill, MIT professor Ted Postol told congress
TED POSTAL
“Russia’s fragile early warning system poses one of the greatest dangers of nuclear use that is currently facing the U.S.”
NARRATION
This warning fell on deaf ears and now the Russian president is facing a grave decision.
He knows the U.S. early warning radar systems are enviably accurate, which makes it clear that the U.S. president knows this attack didn’t originate from Russia.
But he also knows that the U.S. president, and possibly every leader in the Western world, despises Russian leadership. He also knows that when the U.S. wants regime change, history has shown the U.S. will lie.
The president hasn’t reached out to him. He doesn’t realize the president of the United States is dead after Washington D.C. was hit by a one mega ton hydrogen bomb. He not only sees this as an insult, but worse...a possible deception.
Miscommunication and misinterpretation has led to its inevitable outcome. Our luck has finally run out.
Armageddon, in both the scientific and biblical sense, is fully underway.
There’s nothing else that can be done!
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us, only sky
Imagine all the people
Livin' for today
Ah
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Livin' life in peace
You
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one