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IF I WERE TO WRITE A NOVEL . . .

If I were to write a novel of intrigue, shadow governments, conspiracies and geopolitical machinations, here’s a sort of outline or framework upon which I might hang the story as it unfolds.  Basing such a novel around my own life experiences would or might give it some credence.  We’ll call the Big Bugaboo, Big Brother, the Dark Side, the Shadow Government or simply THE SYSTEM.

Perhaps it might begin with a martinet high school English teacher with the apropos alias of Mr. Martin finding a moldable recruit in one of his high school classes and developing that recruit into a tool as a writer of analytical reports for The System at some future date.  This “hero” without portfolio actually was just being groomed as one of many small pieces of machinery in large world-directing cabal.  He had been pushed through school rapidly, graduating from high school while only 16.

The foundation of this fictional novel could have been reinforced during a war that interrupted the timeline.  This small writing tool in the major scheme of things surfaced once again when he, as an unseasoned 17-year-old Navy petty officer, volunteered for a secret assignment with the O.S.S.  That agency being the forerunner of the nefarious CIA, put the spotlight on him once again even though his lack of maturity barred him from his quest.  He was firmly parked for futures roles in The System.

Following World War II, during the latter of which he asked for assignment to the super-secret Underwater Demolition Teams and Scouts and Raiders; The System’s spotlight briefly located him once again.

Hanging around as a drilling Reservist, he was called upon to serve varying amounts of extended active duty five different times, one of which was the Cuban Missile Crisis on October 26, 1962.  Our “hero” was recalled once again to active duty now as a Chief Petty Officer and eventually assigned as a recruiter for the USNR programs in Reno, Nevada.  His superiors demanded that he return to college to earn a degree.  The System was directing his future.

After being promoted to Senior Chief, he was reassigned to his “hometown” of Bakersfield, California, to reinforce the recruitment of Reservists.  During his non-duty hours, he pursued classes and received his degree cum laude in History and began graduate studies in Geography.  It was during this period that he was sent on various extra assignments out of the area for short terms.

Once again promoted, this time to Master Chief Gunner’s Mate, he was ordered to San Diego to head up the recruiting office for veterans to reenlist in the Navy Reserves.  His particular focus was to be enrolling Special Warfare sailors, SEALs, UDT, Special Boats, Inshore Undersea Warfare whose enlistment had expired to reenlist into a drilling unit.

   

Completing his Master’s studies in the Military Aspects of Global Geography, he left active duty after receiving a Community College Credential in Earth Sciences to pursue a civilian career. 

He transitioned once again to a drilling Reservist, this time as Command Master Chief of Inshore Undersea Warfare Team 11-3, a quasi-hush-hush unit attached to the Navy’s Special Warfare Command, a sort of hazy outfit of Navy Special Warfare with the one assigned task of defending remote harbors or landing zones that were kept in the shadows.  The System had him firmly encapsulated within its fold; about which he remained unaware.  IUW was comprised of a group of individual mobile, self-sustaining teams, it was under the control of the Commander, Special Warfare, even through its transition from a Regular Navy unit to a Reserve component.

However, our imaginary hero simultaneously was seeking a civilian job; reluctantly he had to reject teaching due to the extremely low pay.  After serving briefly as a County Public Information Officer, he was appointed as the Deputy Director of Public Education and Training of San Diego County’s Office of Civil Defense.

Temporarily promoted as acting Director of Civil Defense of the cities and County of San Diego, he presided over the transition imposed by President Jimmy Carter from a community-based Civil Defense to a bureau of report-takers labelled Federal Emergency Management Agency, our character resigned his County post to form his own consulting firm.

Our main character’s dual life as a civilian-sailor, found him still a drilling Reservist, had been serving as Command Master Chief of a mixed Regular/Reserve special boat unit, one of two each attached to the Pacific and Atlantic Fleets.  He was transferred to Command Master Chief of the Group under which the various IUW-teams served.  He found that under various guises, the USNR small, mobile teams were spending their 2-week periods of active duty for training in such obscure Red Sea locales as the Jordanian port of Aqaba and Port Sudan, both on the Red Sea.

He, as a “weekend warrior,” was dispatched by elements of The System to such spots as Subic Bay and the isolated Indian Ocean island of Diego Garcia for two-weeks of special warfare assignments.  Finally, he was transferred for his one-weekend-a-month duty to Navy Special Warfare Group ONE, the command to which all SpecWar units in the Pacific Fleet reported.  His billet was that of November 7 (Plans) which usually a Commander or O-5’s job, although he remained an E-9 or Master Chief.

As he was approaching sixty, he was in sight of his mandatory retirement, he was asked by someone in The System one more time to return to active duty, this time as “Pacific Fleet Subject Matter Expert in Counter-Terrorism.”  Although requested by the Commander, Pacific Fleet, to remain on active duty two more years beyond age 60, he opted to retire, frustrated by working with civilian Educational Specialists.

Upon retiring, he was offered a Civil Service GS-11 slot at Fleet Training Center, San Diego, as a Navy Instructor teaching “Counter-Terrorism Planning for Pacific Fleet Commanding Officers and Executive Officers.”  After a couple of years at that job, he resigned to coach NROTC rifle teams until he decided to move to a lonely desert community where he might write a historical novel about his family.  It was something that was demanding to be allowed out of his mental processes

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As with life in general, “the best laid plans of mice and . . . !

That family history novel now decades later is still unwritten, but, instead, our hero simply could not put those 56-years in uniform behind him.  He has been writing snippets of wonderful retired life as enjoyed by his fabulous wife and he -- a desert-dwelling elderly couple.  He has interspersed those snippets with “raves, rants and harangues” concerning geopolitics in the Global Politick.  He has attracted a large following of a couple of hundred folks.

He and his wife retired to a small desert town to enjoy warmth and sunshine.

And now our story shifts to a novel of a shadow government with intentions of a New World Order of elitists laid out in the shadows of Brave New World and 1984, both of which dealt with global governance.

The System wrote him off as retired and no longer of value.

THEN! 

One of The Delvers of No Such Agency, an old-timer who remembered our character and wondered how he was fairing and if he were still alive, decided to look in on our hero.  The Delver spread the alarm that not only was he alive and well, but he was blogging to hundreds in reference to:

The revelations about Communist China’s long-range plans for World Domination began to unfold as our principal character was snooping about – on line – with foreign newspapers and such.  His long interest in history, in geography, in cultural anthropology coupled with his “religion,” which is his patriotic love of the United States of America, this guy began to conjecture about OBOR.

OBOR is the acronym for the One Belt One Road Initiative by the Chi-Coms and its President Xi Jinping.  It is actually a 21^st Century version of Marco Polo’s fabled Silk Road, hence its other name of The New Silk Road.

In retirement, let’s give him a name.  Let his name be Peter Tare.  Peter renewed his interest and education in Military Geography, Cultural Anthropology and Geopolitics and that led him to probe the realm of global stratagems of the Chinese Communist nation.  Leaving America’s Fourth Estate out of the equation as being maneuvered by a secret Dark Government, he sought information in foreign presses such as China’s Xinhua and India’s New Delhi Times.

Peter found that the Radisson Hotel chain of holdings is now China-owned.  Peter has been researching the Web (everything can be found on the Web) and writing analyses of his findings to the many members of Peter’s Pack, a large collection of his friends and their friends.  The System didn’t like the publicity.

The Radisson, based in Minnetonka, MN, goes back to 1909 when it was founded, but the Chinese have purchased the company with their eyes upon creating hotels across Central Asia, the Middle East and Africa.  Might Hilton follow suit as Communist China is glutted with U.S. dollars being infused to buy consumer goods once made domestically and now imported from the Far East?

As Peter ruminated to his large audience of Peter’s Pack about the acceleration of the New Silk Road, The System’s monitors were alerted.  It seemed that Peter had found a connection between The System's goal of a New World Order, a One World ruled by Progressive Elitists and the Chinese Communists.

Was the New World Order to be Communist?  Or would Communism be subdued by a world oligarchy?