Countrycide By Verbicide
It is amazing how elusive finding the well of understanding can be and even when found, be found to be empty of knowledge. It is also amazing when one discovers that it is possible to stare at something without seeing it. I must plead guilty here. I had been in this country some forty-six years and, even though confronted by it daily, never realized that as far as I could tell no one knew what the true purpose and the real essence of the Second Amendment were. It was then that I entered this ring trying to make amends for my blindness only to be met with an overpowering indifference, many times interrupted by an intensity of antagonism scarcely comprehensible.
For five long years I sensed it and struggled to discover the reason for it. But it was, as it sometimes turns out to be, a strange coincidence which showed me why this was so – a letter to a sentencing judge in which I sought to appeal to an assumed sense of patriotism, still resident in his heart, that would have him be guided by the spirit of the law rather than by its letter.
So it was an incomprehensibly intense antagonism then that led me to the well of wisdom and revealed that strange occurrence, so prevalent in life, that sometimes one can come to an understanding only through adversity. By it I discovered that Americans, Americans born on these shores, with only a few precious exceptions, walk with an uncircumcised heart and have become, almost to a man, bereft of passion. Not the usual kind of passion, but the kind based on reason, the kind which once, not so long ago, attested to America’s splendor. Emotions have replaced reason and are become the certificate by which truths are now confirmed. Reason is spurned and the reason for that is word murder – verbicide.
Countrycide is my word; verbicide is not. It belongs to a William F. Jasper who uses it most adroitly in a New American article to expose pseudo-sovereignty, that is fake sovereignty, to be imposed on the Iraqi government by the American government, insisting that the traditional perception of being unencumbered by the will of others does not apply here.
I have of course expanded on his definition, while retaining his, employing the traditional meaning of the word, while imposing on it a restricting addition not suspected, when seeing how he employs it - expanded it to not only focus on the plethora of words designed to obfuscate, but also to embrace the vast realm of euphemisms. It will of course not be possible to expose here every aspect, every possibility of this venomous debilitation; I allude here to its vastness only to reveal the sympathy obfuscation and euphemism have for each other.
Verbicide defines destruction by the alterations of or the addition to the traditional meaning of words, reinforced by euphemisms, and then certified by ignorance. It has its most devastating results when proposed to discover the Founding Fathers’ intent. For rare is the individual indeed who knows that historical content cannot be defined without having recourse to the language of those who surveyed and then framed the realm of America’s Elysian field. Thus to duplicate the conditions then not just prevailing, but also dominating the nation’s soul, requires knowing what had prompted these magnificent men. I know it is a daunting task given today’s opinions on freedom, God, and sovereignty, all because of an extremely limited vocabulary with which to think and to express opinions, but it must be done.
Verbicide is not just confined to words only, but also can and does engulf entire sentences and with that is found to slay the meanings of concepts and the institutions these define.
Justice is one such institution. Sitting at one time in a jury room listening to the proceedings of a drunk-driving case, where the defendant had killed two people, I discovered a dark side to the law, revealing the awesome reach this disorder can have, at least on the defense’s side of it, where it was recruited to speak the truth, but only a portion of it, all in an attempt to create reasonable doubt. Perhaps an example would best illustrate this insidious part of drunken justice.
Picture Joe who sees Eric and Bruce each pick up a quarter and says so, when first interviewed. During the pre-trial he is asked whether he saw Eric pick up a quarter, to which he answers in the affirmative. He is not, however, then asked whether he saw Bruce also pick up a quarter. During the trial, the defense, fully aware of the reason for these two different accounts, seeks to imply a contradiction in them, all in an effort to impugn Joe's testimony for the purpose of raising that reasonable doubt.
In this case the defense did not prevail, but for other reasons. Normally, a person without a vocabulary has no words with which to think. Unable to think, he cannot know and without knowledge he has become useless. And that should have gone to the defense’s benefit, had it not been for a superlative prosecutorial effort and a glaring mistake by the defense.
Being useless, a person then has become vulnerable to accept any meaning that words do not or at least at one time did not have. Empowered by ignorance he has come to be convinced that democracy is another word for freedom. By it he is convinced that knowledge is dangerous and proposes ignorance to have a euphoric elegance, and I thus find it difficult to suppress an image of two gladiators, fully panoplied with armets, hauberks, epaulieres, and greaves, but in place of halberds wielding pencils with broken tips.
“I be ignorant. No you ain’t, I be,” they shout and counter-shout until the last riposte, the death knell, when one succeeds to yell: “You is smart.” Devastated, his pencil having regained its tip, the vanquished steals from the arena, wondering why God cursed him having made him smart and then strives to discover what it is he must do to free himself of the curse of being smart.
And the victor, the nonerudite? Where do we find him? We find him teaching college students to express their anger when they find their most priced possession - a skateboard - gone and to express it in the only language they have come to know: No! No! No! Gone! Gone! Gone! Damn! Damn! Damn! Given a people like this, how can a nation survive?
You cannot be ignorant and also be free!
But verbicide does not end here. While it includes the murder of some words by robbing them of their intended meaning altogether, it also includes the adding of meanings they never had and of perceptions they were never intended to convey.
How is one to understand the meaning of hero when that sobriquet is bestowed upon a Jessica Lynch, a woman warrior, who, ostensibly through no fault of her own, fell into enemy hands, is rescued within hours, and, except for the trauma of not knowing her fate for a short time and possibly having suffered the ignominy and bestiality of being raped, is not the worse off for it, when that same honor is also given to one Sergeant Paul L. Bolden, who on August 30, 1945, received the congressional medal of honor for conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity, at the risk of his life, above and beyond the call of duty, having attacked a heavily fortified German position, killed, assisted by a comrade, who was killed early during this attack, 20 of its 35 SS crew and, when having been severely wounded in the shoulder, chest, and stomach, resumed, now single-handedly, his attack despite his ebbing strength killing the remaining 15 of the enemy soldiers thereby contributing heavily to the success of his unit?
Or what are we to make of Mary Ludwig Hays, wife of cannoneer Hays of the First Pennsylvania Artillery, who at the battle of Monmouth in 1778, having brought water to her husband’s battery, calmly took his place in the gun crew, when he was wounded and when a British cannon ball had passed directly between her legs without doing any damage except to carry away all the lower part of her petticoat, without any apparent concern, remarked: it was lucky it did not pass a little higher, for in that case it might have carried away something else?
So then it is only a question of time now before some, in flagrant violation of common sense, will pay the consequences of their incaution and instead of being reprimanded for their error are identified with heroes. How can such a scintillating word still retain the same splendor for such diverse occasions having so callously fallen victim to verbicide?
Sovereignty’s meaning is also victim here. Once it served to define the highest citizen-status any people ever had, bestowing on it a significance few words ever possessed. Then it defined the citizen’s authority, an authority whose actions were not subject to legal control of another, unless authorized by the citizen himself and so could not be rendered void by the operation of government. How can being ignorant of this possibly be taken to be a sign of greatness?
Yet it is!
Inalienable is yet another word confined to the depths of ignorance. Today, unfortunately, its meaning is obscured and thought to be the same as unalienable
The prefixes in and un have both a negative implication. But un just means not, while in has the implication of definitely not. And even this distinction is delegated to the realm of ignorance. The root meaning of alienable is changeable. Thus unalienable's root meaning is simply cannot be changed while inalienable means can definitely not be changed, which translated into cannot be transferred. Thomas Jefferson knew it and that is the reason why he employed inalienable, rather than unalienable, in his Declaration of Independence.
So, inalienable and unalienable have now come to have the same meaning, but their root meanings do not allow it and it is only a question of time, when, in arguing the Constitutional meaning of the Second Amendment, that distinction, in some places already so employed, will be recruited to assert that there is no personal right to keep and bear arms; the argument being that in transferring it from the people to government, the Second Amendment retained its unalienable status, that is, it remained unchanged in the hands of government.
So it is that we now find government to be no longer governed by the rules of justice and benevolence. The lie is its weapon and people, slain with it, are now bereft of knowledge, true knowledge, which is now synonymized with evil and thus, strengthened by ignorance, concupiscence has obscured the concatenation of knowledge and liberty as well as the truth that our liberties had to be secured by the sword.
While a great many lament the loss of their liberties, and understandably so, it seems to have occurred only to a very few that to have prevented their loss should have required securing the foundation where liberties are anchored. It also should make it obvious, now being faced with their loss, that the anchorage must be restored if liberties are to have their proper mooring again.
And what is the chance of succeeding here? Given today’s limited ability to think, one is easily convinced people, given a choice between Christ and Barabas, would without reservation choose Barabas again, for he embodies democracy, whose pseudonym terror is steadfastly confined to ignorance, while Christ defines Liberty! And liberty clearly requires depending on no one other than self. Thus liberty defines, in most lucid terms, inequality and inequality is now the embodiment of repugnance. And so it is that liberty’s intent is found to be inadequate to stir that uncircumcised heart and we thus discover there is no meaning endemic to democracy that would render it suitable for patriotic purposes.
Ignorance metamorphosed the mind into a sarcophagus where knowledge now only reposes and left the deceased with eyes that do not see, with ears that do not hear. Only his lips move to sputter the most egregious absurdities in unregulated frequencies and astonishing profusions. He is now unable to understand the most essential element of life bequeathing to him an inability to recognize and to comprehend the agent of his own destruction and that had him fall victim to verbicide, a crime of his own making. By verbicide he is persuaded to dismiss that being sovereign required no one’s permission and that by being self-restricted only by his Constitution he was his own king - a benevolent and gracious king.
Adding meanings to or subtracting meanings from words or even entire phrases these normally are not understood to possess is, however, by no means the extent of verbicide. The lust to wreak havoc has the word murderer employ the synonymizing as well as the antonymizing of words.
Republicans and democrats are two words to convey antonymous perceptions all in an effort to obscure their kinship. And so is the implication of socialism, communism, liberalism, and Nazism, to name just a few. By verbicide these are presented to be different, when in reality they are the same. But the proffered perception for permission and liberty or for democracy and freedom is presented to be different. These are cloaked daily in the mantle of sameness, but are actually antonymous. And the king has not noticed it. Ignorance has made him a casualty of verbicide.
And now we have come full circle here. Passion, true passion, the essence of greatness, suffered death and left an empty throne to be usurped by ignorance. True passion not only would have kept the king securely vested in his royal knowledge, but would also have embroidered his understanding of his Constitutional heritage, because true passion, passion free of emotions, is also the substance by which love and conviction are united in eternal marriage that now sadly has ended in divorce.
And we thus discover passion to also be a victim here. It has lost its old meaning and is now replaced with an essence designed to resonate in junkyards only. Lust has now become both its epithet and its epitaph. For while discovery can sometimes be uplifting, it most definitely is not when disaster threatens to overpower you. And it has shown me that unless the true meaning of passion is recovered, the nation will perish, because, as matters dominate at the moment, passion is become a foreign word. It is dissipated, lechery having taken its place, and, because of it, the soul of freedom is atrophied having surrendered its throne to ignorance. Ignorance, the aegis of verbicide, now rules and has robbed the king of all passion. Now he is just an empty chrysalis, having pupated into an automaton that has no words, showing ignorance not only rules supreme, but is also a cruel taskmaster.
This then is verbicide at its finest and by verbicide countrycide is committed, is committed in the shadow of ignorance, where word murderers, without interruption, without interference, and without fear ply their trade perfecting their skill of verbicide, cheered on by an ever present coterie of worshippers.
Dieter H. Dahmen
Body and Soul American