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Divine Iliad for possibly similar phraseology.
What makes the whole lawsuit so ludicrous is that the supposedly aggrieved party in the case, one “Dr.”
Tim Binder, who was evidently removed as the US&P’s director some time ago (an organization that has
just pulled another director, by the way, raising the question of who’s really running this decaying monstrosity
that appears to be more dedicated to suppressing than to spreading the Walter Russell message),
could hardly be called a student of the great Russell himself. His entire attitude is so bizarrely out-of-sync
with the spirit and message of the teaching he pretends to value that the very existence of this lawsuit
constitutes a major embarrassment to US&P, if not a prima facie case against their right to claim the
Russell intellectual heritage.
That any financial harm has been done “them” (whoever “they” are—for again, Tim Binder appears to be
representing only himself in this action, and clearly no longer speaks for the Board, though he may retain his
seat as a director) would obviously need to be proved by, say, hard evidence of some drop in sales of the
books in point corresponding in time to the asserted damage done by CONTACT to US&P’s financial
interests. No such loss being documented, the suit reveals its real purpose—of harassment, pure and
simple. Plainly, this is a dying organization, desperately reaching out in its final throes to slash and burn as,
again, is so common (and predictable) among those who once sensed the rightness of rightness, but then,
sadly, turned their backs.
So corrupt is our legal system, however, and so virulent is the hatred that darkness always has for the
Light, that these spiritually dead, soulless beings may manage to inflict some brief physical discomfort upon
a few in the hot seats offered to truth’s servants on this weary, suffering planet—but stop the spread of the
Lighted Message of God Himself in these desperate days? I hardly think so. Interestingly, the very losties
themselves, in the depths of the self-hatred which has driven them into their weird pacts with Old Nick,
sense that they can never turn back the tide—for as this one paper continually proclaims to the world,
“God too has a Plan 2000.” But the inability to swallow their pride, admit they were wrong and make
peace with their Heavenly Father is a peculiarity of the insanity which overtakes those who, having been
shown Truth, later come deny it. As the Master Teacher pointed out, “No man, having put his hand to the
plough, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God” (St. Luke 9:62).
Of course, traitors and “jailhouse informers” are always among us. For as the Master also said, “And a
man’s foes shall be they of his own household” (St. Matthew 10:36). So if a world-weary judge chooses
to believe a perjured ex-priest, lying in a fruitless attempt to try to forget his own failure to save himself at
the end of life, well, again, what else is new? But if the day has come when one man’s expression of the
timeless truths of God’s love for mankind render any subsequent re-portrayal unlawful if couched in similar
words, then surely these are the last days foretold for this planet and Satan really has been unleashed on
Earth.
Fortunately, however, the real truth is that we humans on this planet could easily oust the tiny, tiny fragment
of wickedness among us by spreading the knowledge that heals. This is why the attack is made, even
though it is so outrageous, so laughably spurious on the very face of things. Those extremely few wouldbe
world controllers feel their long-hatched plans slipping away from them right in the middle of what was
supposed to be their stunning moment of victory: They’re battling openly among themselves and on the
verge of tearing each other to pieces. (No honor among thieves, y’know.) And CONTACT is practically
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