On December 24, 2022, I published what amounts to an open letter to the Government of Canada reminding it of a promise it made decades ago but never honored to this day. The letter came under the title: “Public pursuit of a resolution to my dispute with the Canadian government”.
In that letter, I spoke of the savage sort of persecution
to which I was subjected by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP), the
security apparatus that the government handed to the Canadian Jewish Congress
(CJC) for use against me. This was done in retaliation for me refusing to become
the Salman Rushdie of an earlier era — willing to spend time and energy glorifying
the false accomplishments of Israel and all Jews while trashing Egypt, the land
of my birth and that of my race.
Given that during the decades of my persecution at the
hands of the RCMP and the CJC, I tried all methods to get the government to
fulfill its promise, only to have the RCMP punish me for trying, and closing
the door in my face, I have no alternative now but to carry on with my effort
at getting the truth out via the method of publicly urging the Government of
Canada to come clean.
I have scant indications as to the nature of the debate
that’s unfolding at this time inside the Canadian Government with regard to
this matter. What I hear is so similar to what had been going on for decades, I
feel compelled to let the world know what went on in the past so that people
will come to understand what’s happening now inside the government, and who is
laboring to prevent it from doing the right thing.
The first question that needs to be answered is this: How
was it that in a self-proclaimed “democratic” country motivated by the
messianic urge to preach the principles of Human Rights to others, a handful of
men and women calling themselves Canadian Jewish Congress, were able to make
the RCMP commit the most cowardly and most horrific crimes you can imagine,
then mobilize the intelligentsia of Canada and the entire Anglosphere to do
more than keep quiet about it; to enjoy the spectacle of a government torturing
a citizen who refuses to toe the line of a foreign organization?
The answer is that in a false democracy, you commit a
rape (be it the rape of human rights, legal rights, financial rights, civic
rights or the right to be left alone) and when you are criticized for it, you
invite the critics to join you in the act before saying another word. Unable to
refuse the invitation, lest you accuse them of not knowing what they talk
about, they participate in the criminal act. When they do, you make sure they
enjoy the experience because getting a personal benefit, is all it takes to
keep those immersed in the Anglo culture, quiet about the ongoing crime.
Because I did not accept the situation the way that
others did by surrendering and exiting the stage, the act of toying with me
took on a new dimension. At the suggestion of the CJC, everyone in the loop
(hundreds of thousands of them) were asked to play a new game. It was for each
to speculate as to when I’ll go out of my mind – living this unmitigated horror
– and snap. The game began to draw into it new players who submitted new
speculations as to when they’ll see my ultimate demise. This move entertained
the players so much, they kept the game from going stale even after several
decades of savage abuse.
Still, the situation went on long enough to bore some
people and tire others. The CJC responded by adding a new element to it. They
said it was not enough to speculate when I’ll snap; it was now necessary to
speculate on how I’ll snap. Will I create a public disturbance to draw
attention to my plight? Will I go on a hunger strike? Harm myself? Harm someone
else? Or what? And this is how the game gained a new vitality, enough of it to
go on unabated for a few more years.
A few more years of that, and some people seemed ready to
do the right thing by going public with what they knew about the case. This is
when the CJC, the RCMP and the Jewish insiders whose hands gripped the throat
of the Canadian Government, countenanced the start of a whispering campaign
aimed at making me believe that my life was in danger.
Given that they kept me invisible while heaping their
venomous trash on me, I decided to give myself a public voice, an act I thought
will help defeat whatever new plans they had for me. I began preparing to go
online and launch this blog. They got wind of it so, guess what happened. They
all disappeared like rats that ran to hide from an intense floodlight that was
turning their voyeuristic eyeballs into steam.
And then, on December 24, 2022, I divulged a little of my
story to urge the Government of Canada to do the right thing. From what I know,
the Government started the process of doing just that—but then, the Jewish
organizations from here and from afar descended on the Government, pressuring
it not to proceed with the move to right the wrong done me because an
admission, however small it may be that Jews are capable of committing such
horror, will trigger a rise in antisemitism.