P R O L O G U E
Tonight, we have an unusual subject – the story of the death of freedom!
As you may be aware, Moses has not been in the public eye since his involvement in the telling of True Lies! From the time he joined the tribe of ENRA over 20 years ago, and was later discovered to be listed on the membership tablets by Tanya – the pretended daughter of Pharaoh – where he was adopted into the court of Rameses II – Moses wandered the wastelands of Wood Holly for nearly 50 years.
To fill in those missing years, we turn to ancient historians such as Knox and LaPieu. Knox wrote at the time about the destruction of the land of DeeCee . . . and LaPieu told of his woes with Tanya, the Hammer of Marion, and of the ministers of finance. These historians had access to documents long since destroyed – or stolen by agents of the Master Butcher, Baka.
Equilibrium Entertainment Presents the Kettle Moraine, Limited Production of
~ The Ten Amendments ~
Starring W. J. Clinton as Rameses II, Ms. H. Clinton as Rodham, the Queen, Alan Greenscam as Dathan the Financier, Reeno as Baka the Master Butcher, Delano of Hyde Park as Rameses, Eddy M. Kennedy as the Chariot Driver and . . . Moses as Himself
Music arranged and conducted by Elma Boinstein
Produced and Directed in 1997 by Jeffrey Bennett, Richard Cook & Donna Allen Nelson in accordance with the ancient texts of . . . Hard Knox, Pepe LaPieu, Mataxa and. . . the A m e r i c a n i t e s R i f l e m a n
ACT I
“. . . and God said, “Let there be light” . . . and there was light . . . and from this light God created life upon earth . . . and man was given dominion over all things upon this earth . . . and the power to choose between good and evil. But each sought to his own will because he knew not the light of God’s law. Man took dominion over man . . . the conquered were made to serve the conqueror . . . the weak were made to serve the strong . . . and freedom was gone from the world . . . so did the leaders of the land of DeeCee, cause the children of the land to serve with rigor under the WPA of Rameses the First – Delano of Hyde Park – and their lives were made bitter with hard bondage to IRS – and their cry came up unto God – and God heard them and cast into Chi-town – into a lowly hut of Illinois – the seed of a man, upon whose mind and heart would be written the Founders Law and their Amendments – one man to stand alone – for the Empire of Rameses.”
Rameses I (as FDR): “It has been written in the stars, the prophesy of the birth of a deliverer, one who can be so trusted by all who hear or see of him, that he could be entrusted to deliver the slaves into the state of total bondage. Go out and find this man-child and teach him to lead as we wish. So let it be written . . . so let it be done.”
So sayeth Rameses the First!
Many years had passed since the words of Rameses. The young boy who had been found swimming in the bulrushes of the Lake called Michigan near the Forest called Lake in the land of the deliverer of the Kennedyites – had grown to manhood – all under the philosophy and teachings of the Pharaoh of Hyde Park. Although he was born of the Liberalites, he was raised to appear as a Conservativite – thus the image was carefully molded for all to see. His younger brother, Rameses II was jealous of the older, more handsome Moses, but, alas Rameses of Mena was groomed to take the throne of his predecessors – into the Palace of White. In the year 92 this came to pass – and Rameses and his Queen Rodham ascended to the throne . . . and as the years unfolded, the slaves of the Empire began to realize that Pharaoh and his Queen conveniently forgot the past, for as the wife of Pharaoh said, “…don’t stop thinking about tomorrow!“
Moses, by now a member of ENRA for three quarters of a score, continued his education toward deception – and he played the part so well.
Once placed upon the throne in the kingdom of the Americanites, Rameses began to plot with his Queen and the young Prince, Igore, to implement his agenda toward total bondage and slavery of the Americanites – and to make them all a part of the Order of the New World . . . but this, Rameses could not do alone.
He needed an agent of destruction, and lo . . . he found one in his Master Butcher, Baka – who he enlisted to wreak havoc unto the Kingdom of Weaver, upon the Ridge of Ruby. A band of cutthroats were sent to lay siege upon this family of God – and whenst King Weaver asked to witness the shields of his oppressors, he was told, “We don’t got to show you no a stinking shields!” – then only to have Queen and child murdered . . . Even the aid of a retired spiritual leader from the Temple of the Holy Bo was used to aid the followers of Rameses toward their final destiny. All of this due to a misunder-standing regarding an implement of self defense.
Thence Rameses unleashed his Master Butcher loose upon the tribes of Davidion. Death and destruction were heaped upon the people in the land of Waco. The armies of the FEEBI and the BatFags were honing their murderous skills on that fateful day through a baptism of fire. Once again, instruments of self defense seemed to be at the heart of the problem.
During the year 95 as the terror filled reign of Rameses continued, death and destruction came to Pharaohs palace at Murrah in the City called Oklahoma . . and to this day, questions of truth and justice remain without answer – and two opposers of the reign of Baka stood accused of the devastation – all to serve one purpose – the deliverance of the implements of survival and self-sufficiency into the furnaces of Pharaoh and his Queen . . . all the while LaPieu, Metaxa and Marion of Hammer shaped the tablets of “compromise”.
What Rameses now needed – was a deliverer – but he not yet knew whom to call into service . . . so Pharaoh enlisted the Prince and Princess from the kingdom of Brady to tell of their story unto the Tribe of Reaganites . . . and to the Princes’ of the land of Ronald . . . Doleite, future loser to the throne of DeeCee; Gettrich, architect of “the contract”; Orin of the Hatchet job and Warner of the eight houses of Elizabeth . . . all of whom kissed rhumpas unto Pharaoh by giving up unto the Amendment of the 2nd . . . of which had been in place since the honorable rule of George the First.
. . . to the hill of the Capitol did Pharaoh command his financier, Dathan to come.
Pharaoh: “You’re Dathan, the financier!”
Dathan: “Chief financier, mighty one.”
Pharaoh: “Baka, the master Butcher has told me that I can rely upon you . . .”
Dathan: “I am warmed by your favor.”
Pharaoh: “. . . rely on you to sell your mother for a price.”
Dathan: “Who am I to deny the word of the Master Butcher?”
Pharaoh: “Where is this would be deliverer who would aid in our mission toward global domination?”
Dathan: “Who can say mortal Pharaoh – your slaves do not confide in me – but it is possible to learn.”
Pharaoh: “No doubt – you’ve a rats ears and a ferret’s nose . . .”
Dathan: “To use in your service, my Pharaoh.”
Pharaoh: “. . . add to those the eyes of a weasel – and find me this deliverer.”
Narrator: . . . and woe unto the land, a new law was adopted – a law written of the wishes of Pharaoh’s new sister Sarah written upon the tablets of Rameses’ Senate in order to remove the implements of defense from those who would be slaves of the kingdom. “So let it be written, so let be done,” sayeth Pharaoh. But up rose a champion of the slaves, Richard, general of the land of the Mackite’s – to fight unto the Court of Pharaoh for the Amendment of the 2nd and of the 10th. But this battle was to be overlooked until the millennium – or until the Deliverer could be found in the wastelands of the Wood of Holly.
ACT II
To the Mount of Shasta came the Tribe of ENRA in the year 97 – and with them – the battles of the exhalted ones – LaPieu, Knox, Metaxa and Marion. Thousands of followers came to the Mountain to share in this ritual of annual meet. They came to settle old differences and to select new compromisers to lead their minions into the millennium. The battle had raged from within since the devastation of Murrah . . . and the image had suffered and great numbers had left the clan. Too much tax had been levied upon the members of ENRA in order to share the wealth of food and wine with the members of Pharaoh’s senate.
The time was now right for a new general of Pharaoh to be called upon . . . and so it came to pass that Moses was called by the sign of a burning bush to ascend unto the Mount called Shasta. This disciple of Delano of Hyde Park was admired and trusted by all who would come before him and could be trusted to be a man’s man – no one could accuse him of having Ben Hur – for he was of the straight! This, was a man of vision – a Conservativite – and if you couldn’t trust Moses – who could you trust? . . . and lo, as Moses sat before the Tribunal – the members chose him to replace the enemy of LaPieu – Neal of Knox. . . . where upon his selection, Moses was heard to say to the followers of ENRA . . .
Moses: “I am your brother, Moses. What change is there in me? Conservativite or Liberalite . . . I am still Moses. These are the same hands, the same arms, same face that were mine a moment ago! I do not know what power shapes my way. But my feet are set upon a road that I must follow.”
. . . and Moses went out among the followers of ENRA . . . and as Pharaoh learned of this, a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment came over him as he realized that Moses had gone out amongst his brethren to find himself – to find out his purpose in Pharaoh’s service. Working within the masses, Moses met Paula, a cocktail waitress of ENRA, and while speaking with her, she was summoned by Baka, the Master Butcher . . . .
Baka: “You there, come here!”
Paula (speaking to Moses): “That is Baka, the Master Butcher.”
Moses: “Does she call me or you?“
Baka: “You there, guttersnipe of the trailerites . . come here. I’m thirsty!“
Paula: “She does not thirst for water.“
Narrator: . . . as Paula walks toward Baka, the manager of a trailer park is heard to say . . .
Manager: ” . . . beauty is but a curse to our women.“
Paula (approaching Baka): “Beer, noble one?“
Baka (discarding the brew and looking Paula up and down, snidely says): “No beer, the wine of beauty.”
Paula: “What beauty can one find in these mountains of Shasta?“
Baka (as Dathan looks on): “A lotus flower blooms in the Shadows of Shasta . . Dathan, she will do as a house slave – bring her!“
Paula: “Do not take me from my people, there will be danger.”
Baka (caressing Paula’s hands): “Danger? From such lovely hands?“
Paula: “There are other hands . . . hands which could kill.”
Baka: “Our mudflower has a thorn!“
Paula (crying): “Oh please Baka, I beg of you.”
Baka (continuing to touch and to leer): “Tears? When you have been bathed in scented water, when your limbs have been carressed by sweet oils, and your hair combed by sandalwood – there will be no time for tears.”
Dathan (also leering): “She’s not worthy of your magnificence, let my eyes . . .“
Baka (rudely interrupting): “Your eyes had best find the deliverer or you will have no eyes – bring the girl to my home – at once. What once was good for Pharaoh – will be better for me.”
. . . so Paula, once of the hourly domicile of Rameses, reluctantly moved into the lair of Baka – to be at her beck and call.
. . . and it was to be that Moses was called to the Palace of White . . . but before he was to pay honor to Pharaoh in the garden of the rose, he first had to call upon . . . the Master Butcher – defiler of young women…
. . . as the slaves of Baka bathed and dressed Paula for the Master Butcher . . .
Baka: “No, no, no, no, no! Not red with the samil gown!” (and she handed a flower to Paula for her hair.)
…all the while, Dathan was acting the voyeur – although an unwilling one!
Dathan: “Mine eyes can best be used elsewhere, Lord Baka”
Baka: “Before you go, let them look upon what you thought unworthy of me. You would let beauty such as this go unseen. You would let a flower such as this go – ungathered. You can see only money – so go – go and find the deliverer. Go – all of you.”
and then speaking to Paula . . .
Baka (admiring her latest conquest and speaking of Paula’s clothing): “Did you know my dear that this golden web was spun from the beards of shellfish?”
Paula (with fear and trepidation): “Please let me go – go to my home.”
Baka: “You are at home. Here, take this, the blood of fresh new grapes – the wine of love.”
Paula: “No wine can change my life.”
Baka (taking Paula into her arms): “. . . and your love shall be mine.”
. . . and when Moses arrived at the home of Baca, he was sickened by what he witnessed. The stories of philosopher, Jack of the Floridiastines were born of truth . . . the Master Butcher was truly of the Island of Lesbos. On this day did Moses deliver Baka to her deserved end.
Pharaoh was then called to the house of Baka to see for himself – the deliverance of his Master Butcher, but alas, there had been a witness – Dathan, the constant voyeur. . . and speaking with the staff of the House of the Butcher, Pharaoh asked . . .
Pharaoh: “Where was her body found?“
Chariot Driver: “Buried in the sand Royal one!“
Pharaoh: “And where have you been all night?“
Chariot Driver: “Looking for evidence . . . and when I got back, Mary Jo and the Chariot were gone!“
Slave: “This is Baka’s knife.”
Pharaoh: “But there was no wound on the body – and Baka was a butch – er a powerful woman. It would take strong hands to break her!“
Slave: “Weaver was a man of the mountains.”
Pharaoh: “Go find me this Weaver.”
Dathan: “Weaver’s strength did not kill the Master Butcher!“
Pharaoh: “Now speaks the rat that would be my ears.”
Dathan: (seeing too many “witnesses” in the room) “Too many ears tie a rats tongue.”
Pharaoh (dismissing his agents): “Well – who killed her?“
Dathan (putting his hand out): “I am a poor man generous one. What I bring is worth much.” (a small fee is put into the hands of Dathan)
Pharaoh: “I have paid you much and you have brought me nothing!“
Dathan: “Now I bring you the world.”
Pharaoh: “You offer me the world when you cannot even bring me the deliverer. Who killed Baka?“
Dathan: “The deliverer!“
Pharaoh: “Would you play at words with me?“
Dathan: “No, my lord.”
Pharaoh: “…and this murderer has now fled to some distant land!.”
Dathan: “No, my lord.”
Pharaoh: “Name him!“
Dathan: “One who made himself a prince and judge over us…and if he knew I was here, he would kill me as he killed your General.”
Pharaoh: “I will hang you myself if you tire me further!“
Dathan: “There are those who would pay much for what my eyes have seen.”
Pharaoh: “Do you haggle with me like a seller of melons in the marketplace?“
Dathan: “No! I will not haggle great king. Here is your money… (as Pharaoh knocks the money out of the hands of Dathan)… “But for ten talons of fine gold, I’ll give you the wealth of the world. Give me this house of Baka and control of thy Reserve amongst the Fed, and I’ll give you – the throne of the world for which you have waited so long. Give me the, uh, water girl, Paula and I’ll give you. . . give me all that I ask, or give me leave to go!“
Pharaoh: “I will give you more than leave to go – I will send you to where you belong.”
Dathan (almost pleading with a smirk): “I belong in your service glorious one.”
Pharaoh: “Very well – I will bargain with you. If what you say pleases me, I will give you your price – all of it. But, if you are lying to me, you may in fact wind up digesting Smith & Wesson coughdrops like some of my other, uh, associates! Agreed?“
Dathan: “Agreed. (pause). . . the deliverer . . . is Moses!“
Narrator: . . . having this information, the Pharaoh of Mena hatched his final plan – to wage his most important war upon the Americanites.
. . . and so it was that Moses came unto the Palace of White in the Land of DeeCee, to have council with Pharaoh. He who was now of the Moderites was to be banished to the wastelands for two score years to rule over the snakes and the scorpions and lizards – lest he would agree to support Rameses in his quest to eliminate the Ten Amendments – beginning with those of the 2nd . . . and it was then that Moses – onetime friend of the banished one from Whittier, and of the Great Communicator, gave of himself unto Pharaoh and issued proclamation that the slaves and subjects of the Order of the New World wouldst have no need for the weapons of Nam, that no AK’s should be held by the Americanites . . . and lo . . . the members of the tribe of ENRA knew that they had been led by chicanery and deceit. This descendant of the land of Chi had sold them up the proverbial river . . . without so much as a paddle . . . as that too couldst be used against the armies of Pharaoh.
. . . and unto Moses, Rameses sayeth . . . “take my people – Go! Take all 2.6 million members of the tribe of ENRA and lead them into the wastelands and set their cause back 40 years. Deliver them Moses, unto me and my Captains, their weapons of destruction, so that we may deliver them as slaves to the Island of the Blueites within the land of my Grandfather, the honorable John D. of the Rockefellersteins.”
. . . and with those words, Rameses II, late of Mena and Rock of Littleite, handed the final instrument of destruction . . . the tablets written in the hand of our forefathers, the stone tablets with the Ten Amendments which had guided the Americanites so clearly until the year 13. Moses was then instructed by Pharaoh: “Get thee down from this mountain, for mine children armst themselves against the Order of the New World,” – and Moses was to dash all hope of his followers by smashing the tablets upon the ground – at the foot of Mount Shasta from whence his power had risen. Moses gladly agreed with Pharaoh as he believed that this move would truly set the people free – free from the bondage of the license and rules and regulation set forth from the land of Brady and of their agents – the BatFags . . . and he knew that it wouldst be his obligation to part of the Red Tape. With this agreement struck with Rameses, Moses truly believed that the land of the Americanites would be free from the crimes of one brother against another. . . and so he smoked the pipe of the most high with Pharaoh, but the husband of Queen Rodham didnotst inhale.
~ POSTLOGUE ~
The theme of this story is whether man is to be ruled by the laws of our forefathers – the Ten Amendments – or whether they are to be ruled by the whims of a dictator like Rameses. Are men the property of the state – or are they free souls under God? This same battle rages on in America today!
Our intention was not to create a story – but to be worthy of an inspired story – created years ago at the meeting of ENRA near the land of Mt. Shasta.
“So it was written! Let not it be done!”
~ the Author ~
A veteran of Viet Nam, student of history (both American and film), Jeffrey Bennett has broadcast for over 30 years years as host of various programs and has been considered the voice of reason on the alternative media – providing a unique and distinctive broadcast style, including topics such as health and wellness, news, financial well-being, political satire (with a twist), education and editorial commentary on current events through the teaching of history. In addition, he is the CEO of Kettle Moraine, Ltd.
What you have just read what was the script written in 1969 for a recording which was just after a Expo in Del Mar, Californicate (LOL) – which I had attended with my good friend, Richard Cook at a recording studio and his good friend Donna. They are both gone now but the things that we did together for so many years cannot be forgotten.
The design for our original Album cover was designed by Richard’s son, Andre, who had also designed the subsequent album cover for for Volume Two of our recording, “It’s a Wonderful Life,” the hysterical (historical) study of the Ghost of Richard Nixon counseling the then President, William J. Clinton.