This new book is ongoing, and as it develops, is being posted in sections. I originally posted the first four chapters under 'Short Stories' as a test, in order to obtain some feedback. The thought being that many viewers only visit and read short topics.
Accordingly, this entry contains all which is completed through today's date, May 29th, 2008. A separate posting of just Chapter 5 will be available at the Stories section.
While many of my true life experiences may be interwoven herein, this book is PURE FICTION - the product of a warped mind maybe? The Names of Persons, Places, and Things have been changed in order to protect the Innocent - ME!
With that in mind, be gentle, Dear Reader, for I am a 'Work in Progress!'
As always, your comments are both invited, and valued - whether Pro or Con.
The New Jerusalem
Copyright: 10/22/07 - Tom Hyland
They had planned it very well! It would take at least a full generation to develop and grow - maybe even two generations? The original survivors knew that they would be long dead and gone; but this dream would be reality someday, and their Grand-children and Great-grand-children would rule the Earth! There would never be another Holocaust --- at least not of their Bloodline!
- CHAPTER 1 - THE ACT -
The piece’ d’resistance was about to occur, the wheels that were set in motion so many years ago were now spinning at a feverish pitch. There was no turning back now; soon the explosion would rock the streets of Vegas! We were rushing as fast as our legs could carry us, deep down in the bowels of the secret sub-terranean tunnels of the City that never sleeps.
Ah! There they are - the newest hybrid powered Harleys that money could buy! Fast - with a top speed of two hundred and fifty miles per hour, they were like land-bound jets! Quiet - there was no rumbling of mufflers that could be heard miles away - minute nuclear cells powered these babies! Besides all of their storage compartments and bins, trailing behind each was another dray of precious cargo - perfect Diamonds!
There she was, anxiously waiting for us. Code-named Cindy, because of her natural, long, flowing cinnamon colored tresses, this Hellion was like a dynamite package from Venus! Wally and I could never have chosen a better, more capable, more talented, or more beautiful accomplice! After a quick embrace, the engines were started, and we were on our way - the Race to safety had begun!
High above us, on the super highway, cars were limping along at sixty miles per hour, a mere mile per minute - eighty-eight feet per second. At four times that speed, we were doing three hundred and fifty-two feet per second! Like I said - FAST! This straightaway tunnel would bring us out into the drain culvert far, far away from the blast! Oh, to be sure, thousands upon thousands of “innocent” licentious lives would be lost - but, after all, they were gamblers, weren’t they? No big loss!
But, what about Alvin? Did he know? Did he suspect? Did he have his Security people and bomb-sniffing dogs on the job in time? No!
There was no way that he could have deciphered the coded message of warning in time - he didn’t have a clue about the covert use of the Navaho language! To him, it would have been the equivalent of ancient Greek, or Egyptian Hieroglyphics even! Alvin? FA-GET-A-BOUT-IT!
Me? A nobody! The son of a lowly Rigger, who was blessed with a brain that could reason and think! I figured out the plot several years ago, and devoted my life to thwart THEM!
Don’t get Mad - get Even!
Paybacks are Hell, aren’t they?
- CHAPTER 2 - THE POWER -
It all really started millennia ago! Money is Power! He who controls the purse strings rules the world! In the ancient kingdoms, it was always the Royalty. Because of position, they were intelligent enough to discern that a single tyrant, or a single family could have it all! By controlling: the laws, the government, the arts, education, the military force, and the ‘religious’ superstitions, they were able to “Lord it over” the masses!
Decree it - and the sheep will follow!
By incest and inbreeding, they were able to continue their rule for generations. Sure, an occasional imbecile would sometimes emerge from the womb! But that was a small cost, in order to guarantee dominance. There was always a Cohort, or half-brother, or reliable faithful servant who could accomplish a swift assassination at the drop of a pin! Cousins and Bastards were always quite plentiful. Man has always had a reputation for penile thinking, has he not? Not to worry! The status quo would be maintained - at all costs!
The Stone Age - the Copper Age - the Iron Age - the Steel Age - the Titanium Age - the Nuclear Age --- Man’s avarice grew in direct proportion to his Weapons of Mass Destruction, did it not?
Famines, starvation, droughts, plagues, covetousness - these and more propelled man’s greed, higher and higher - stronger and stronger became the need and the desire for the acquisition of wealth and power. Just take a brief review of History.
Caveman wants cavewoman - one bop in the head, and he goes to sleep with a big stupid grin on his ugly face! Curiosity and a sense of adventure cause exploration into the unknown territory. Boredom leads to experimentation and wanderlust. Travel and discovery bring about co-habitation with indigenous peoples. Population explosions cause demand for more, more, and more - of Everything!
One tribe overthrows another weaker tribe. One country or nation invades and conquers another. More expansionism, more population, and more divergence - all occur in the search for more control and more power. The ancient Babylonians, the Phoenicians, the Philistines, the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Romans, the Huns, the Teutons, the Mongols, the Saracens, the Celts, the Saxons, the Normans, the Vikings, the Spaniards, the British, the Portuguese, the French, the Italians - then, more recently: the Nazis, the Fascists, the Communists, the Islamo-Fascist Religious Fanatics - these, and more - they all wanted More, More, MORE!
WARS - invasions, conquests, slavery, depravations, slaughters, homicide, suicide, genocide - Progress? Or Regress? That is the question!
The Holy Wars, the Crusades, the Hundred Years War, the Hapsburg Dynasty, the Ottoman Empire, the Holy Roman Empire, the British Empire, the American Empire, the French and Indian War, the Revolutionary War, the War of 1812, the Civil War, the Spanish-American War, the First World War - WWI - the “War that would End All Wars!” - The Second World War - WWII, the Seven Days War, the Korean Conflict, the Berlin Crisis, the Cuban Crisis, the Viet Nam War, Desert Storm, the War in Afghanistan, the War in IRAQ --- and more wars, too innumerable to remember --- and all for WHAT?
Some LIE - and say it is to FREE the Oppressed - to spread DEMOCRACY - to PROMOTE PEACE! SURE!
Money equals Power! Is the control of land, real estate, the growing of crops to feed starving people - an economic reason, or rationalization to invade? Gold, Silver, Diamonds, Liquid Gold - OIL! The Middle East! Centuries upon centuries of fighting, killing, maiming, lying, cheating, stealing - for WHAT? Power equals Control!
All of these thoughts were racing through my mind, as we raced through that seemingly unending tunnel - HELL-BENT FOR LEATHER - on our new, improved, highly technological HOGS! Yes, those diamonds that we had onboard and in tow, they would provide the GREEN-BACKS, the MOOLAH, or the CASH for CONTROL --- for generations to come! WHAT A COUP!
But, how did this all come about? As I said previously, I had figured it out several years ago. Just WHO controlled WHAT, and HOW? - That was the real question!
Going back in time a bit, was it not the JEWS who were the Moneylenders? Remember Isaac, in IVANHOE? Sure, that was a fiction, by Sir Walter Scott, but: The Rothschilds, the Rockefellers, and even the Kennedy’s, are named as members of the infamous ILLUMINATI, in Fritz Springmeier’s book “Bloodlines of The Illuminati.” Although all members are no longer Jewish, by design, the original founders were believed to have been so.
Were they not the people wise enough to first control the JEWelry market? Was not JEWrusalem the Holy City of GOD? Is not world banking and finance controlled by them? Consider the following quote from former New York Mayor, John Hylan:
“The real menace of our Republic is the invisible government which like a giant octopus sprawls its slimy legs over our cities, states and nation. At the head is a small group of banking houses... This little coterie...run our government for their own selfish ends. It operates under cover of a self-created screen... seizes... our executive officers... legislative bodies... schools...?courts... newspapers and every agency created for the public protection.”
Anyone interested can simply go to the Internet and GOOGLE the word, Illuminati - a wealth of information is available! Next, just think about all the movies and television shows about Organized Crime - the Mafia - the Black Hand - La Cosa Nostra - The Untouchables, Wise Guys, Goodfellows - The Sopranos - almost every one had some Jewish guy as the Accountant, Money-Launderer, or Lawyer, right? It dawned on me that, just like in politics, some PUPPETEER is in the background, pulling the strings - what if the same was true in organized crime? Who better could be in charge of wheeling and dealing covertly, than GOD’S CHOSEN PEOPLE?
Face it, when the Second World War ended, which country was the only one created anew in 1946? ISRAEL! Which nationality has the ARABS hated for thousands of years? Who OWNS and CONTROLS all of the so-called American OIL Companies? Who controls Banking and Investments? Who controls: The Wealthy Insurance Industry - The Stock Market - Chemical Manufacturing - Military Arms and Weapons Production - The Motion Picture Industry - The Media - and, in short, our Entire Economy? The Wealthy! And just Who are They?
Go back and RE-READ the quote above!
“HUMAN GREED - avarice, cupidity, acquisitiveness, covetousness, rapacity; materialism, mercenariness; rare pleonexia, informal money-grubbing, affluenza. Antonym - generosity.”
Well, now I can see the light ahead at the end of the tunnel - have to slow down and creep up to the entrance. As the three of us gaze out into the distance, across the desert sands, a huge cloud, resembling a mushroom looms over what Used to be VEGAS …
What HORROR HATH MAN WROUGHT?
- CHAPTER 3 - THE SIBLING RIVALRY -
Avarice - Greed - Rivalry - Deception - Death - in order to fully comprehend my tale in an intelligent manner, we must first consider some so-called Bible History. To that end, here we shall digress for just a tad, okay?
Assume for one moment that I am totally wrong, okay? But if my memory of Bible History from fifty-five years ago is correct, Jacob STOLE Esau’s birthright, then to add insult to injury, STOLE their father Isaac’s Blessing also. So, I GOOGLED their names, and according to one of the links, I was right!
Go to said site for more interesting information about this story: http://www.ainglkiss.com/bibst/ej.html
As this site tells us, they were TWINS, but Esau came out first and was ‘hairy’ which is the meaning of his name. Jacob supposedly was holding Esau’s heel, and was named ‘thief.’ When Rebekah questioned God about the kicking in the womb, she supposedly got this answer:
“The two children inside you will become the fathers of two nations. Just like the two are fighting with each other now, the two nations will struggle with each other. One will be stronger than the other and the older will serve the younger.”
Esau grew up to be the extrovert, and a hunter, while Jacob was the quiet one. Esau was Isaac’s favorite, and Jacob was Rebekah’s. Upon the father’s death, the eldest son would inherit the ‘lion’s share, or two-thirds of the estate; while the younger would only get one-third.
At some point (doesn’t tell us if they were teenagers, young adults, or what?) Esau returned from a hunting trip, was tired and hungry and BARGAINED AWAY his birthright for a bowl of STEW! NOT TOO SWIFT IN MY BOOK! Anyway, that was the price asked by Jacob, and Esau agreed, nobody twisted his arm. Obviously, he was too lazy to cook for himself, or too much of a gentleman to punch Jacob in the nose and just TAKE a bowl? In either event, he was neither a ‘rocket scientist’ nor a ‘brain surgeon’ OKAY?
Later on, when Isaac was blind and dying, it was good old Mom’s idea to dress Jacob up to smell and feel like Esau, in order to steal the Final Blessing. Nevertheless, when questioned by ‘POP’ because of his voice, Jacob did indeed LIE, and got a stolen Blessing.
“The smell of my son is like the smell of open country the Lord has blessed. May God give you the dew of heaven, and the richness of the earth, corn and new wine in plenty! Let nations and peoples serve you. May you rule over your brothers, and may they bow down to you. Let anyone who curses you be cursed, but blessed be anyone who blesses you!”
When Esau returned and discovered what had happened, he went to Isaac and complained, but the father could not recant the Blessing, so he gave Esau a slightly different one:
“Behold, you shall dwell in the fatness of the earth, and of the dew of heaven from above; By your sword shall you live, and serve your brother; and it shall come to pass when you have the dominion, you shalt break his yoke from your neck. ”
Naturally Esau was quite P.O.’d and stated that he hated his brother, and would KILL him! Overhearing this, later Rebekah decides to send Jacob away for safety and then ‘cons’ her husband to grant Jacob yet another Blessing:
“You shall not marry a Cananite woman. Go to Padanaram, to the home of your mother’s father Bethuel ; and chose a wife from the daughters of your uncle Laban. And God Almighty bless you, and your marriage and give you many children. May God bless you and your family as he blessed Abraham so you can possess the land he gave to Abraham.”
Now bear in mind that back in those good old days it was a normal practice for first cousins to marry first cousins - kind of like continuing the bloodline in breeding! Later, while on his journey to his uncle’s, Jacob gets still another promise, in a dream, supposedly from God Himself:
“I am the One Who Is, the God of your grandfather Abraham and of your father Isaac! I am here to make this promise to you. I will give you and your family the land where you are now resting. You will have many children. Your children will have children, until one day, they will be as many as the dust of the earth. In you and your descendants, all nations of the earth will be blessed. Know that I am with you and will protect you wherever you go, and I will bring you safely back to this land. I will never leave you until I have done what I have promised.”
So, before continuing, Jacob blesses a stone upon which his head had rested, while sleeping, with oil, names the place, Bethel – “House of God” and then offers God his personal promise:
“If you watch over me as I go, and bring me safely back, then you shall be my God. I will worship you here in this place, and I will return to you one-tenth of everything you give me.”
Sound a little bit like the birth of “tithing”?
Well now, Pilgrims, isn’t this wonderful fairytale-like story quite CONVENIENT? Does it not suggest a reason for any brothers, anytime afterwards, even millennia later, to promulgate hatred with a vengeance?
Now, bearing in mind that I was raised as a devout Catholic (Holy Roman Catholic Church) and thereby a member of the FLOCK, and a Christian (one of many such variant sects today) I still believed personally that WE, all Christians owed our allegiance to a Messiah, who was a JEW, and we worshipped the SAME GOD of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob - and were all a newer strand or off-shoot of the parent faith – JUDAISM!
Be that as it may - in time, with age, education, training, and experience, I learned to QUESTION – not just religion; but everything! I began realizing that usually, with some further research, investigation, and analysis, almost NOTHING was permanently ‘carved in stone!’ Some call this phenomenon Skepticism. SO BE IT!
Referring back to the story above, several questions come to mind, namely: Just WHO wrote this story down? Where? On what? Was there a fifth person present who was an unbiased observer of this small family of four? Or, like many other tales, stories, or oral histories, were they passed down through generations, by word of mouth, until ultimately years, or decades, or centuries had elapsed? If so, were they subject to inadvertent changes, or embellishments? If and when they were TRANSLATED from ancient Hebrew to another language, or even dialect, were ERRORS possible? Probable?
Well now, who am I to be so bold as to question anyone’s belief in so-called historical FACTS? Face it – there is a: TORAH, KORAN, BIBLE (Old and New Testament), and let us not forget the rather recent discovery of the DEAD SEA SCROLLS - Ninety-some written records, including some in Copper - and only the Good Lord knows how many other such written records, or annals were created.
GOD – ALLAH – BUDDHA – RE – OSIRIS – ZEUS – JUPITER – THOR – ODIN - and on, and on, ad infinitum – is there really only ONE RIGHT ONE?
Is He/She all one and the same, but assigned different names, in different cultures, in different times? Ponder, ponder, ponder…
Yet, here we are in 2008, waging WARS - over BELIEF Systems!
As Shakespeare’s character Puck so aptly stated:
“What fools these mortals be!”
Now, getting back to my topic, Sibling Rivalry, we jump to another website for more information,
Fact Summary on the Arab/Israeli Conflict
Israel became a nation in 1312 BCE, two thousand years before the rise of Islam in the 7th century CE.
Let me repeat that –
TWO THOUSAND YEARS BEFORE THE RISE OF ISLAM !!!
If you take the time to visit this site, and read, you will find no less than NINETEEN statements of fact that anyone with common sense would exclaim: “Gee, it seems Israel does in fact have more ‘Claim’ to the Holy City of JERUSALEM than any other Race of people!”
CAUTION: this particular site is one belonging to a Messianic Jewish group! They could be BIASED! They might have purposely SLANTED these so-called facts, right? Well. Guess what Pilgrim, if you don’t believe something there – pick a date, or name, or event, and GOOGLE it! Do some of your own research. Visit some other sites that are PRO-ISLAM - bet you’ll be surprised! Even THEY recognize JESUS as a major Prophet!
So, let’s do the MATH – 1,312 years + 2,008 years = 3,320 years - that JEWS have lived there!
I’d say that’s pretty solid evidence and reason for them to DEFEND themselves against ANYONE, or ANY COUNTRY, or ANY FANATICAL religious sect that openly DECLARES they want to KILL them and DRIVE them out! ANYONE!
SIBLING RIVALRY? HELL – who needs a brother or sister that is a RAVING LUNATIC anyway? Wouldn’t YOU disown them? Wouldn’t YOU want to draw the line somewhere… in the SAND?
OH – lest I be remiss – did not CAIN SLAY ABEL?
Gee, the very FIRST BROTHERS! Who’d a THUNK?
- CHAPTER 4 - THE CHARACTERS -
So, who is Wally? From my earliest memory, as a child in a poor neighborhood of Baltimore, he was a playmate - a Pal, a Buddy. He is about a year younger than me, so we never were in the same class in school. In fact, when I attended P.S. 84, for kindergarten, the teacher was Miss Onion, and a few of the students there which I do remember are: Larry Feehely, Sylvia Insco, and “Inky” Wilkins - but not Wallace.
From First Grade to Eighth, I attended Saint Mary’s Star of The Sea Catholic School, and the walk each day, to and from, was just about a mile or so, and our group was kindly taunted as “Cat-Lickers” - to which we would fondly respond to the opposite groups, as “Pup-Lickers.” And Wally was of that genre - another diversity which made us opposites.
Depending on moods, he could be my very best friend, or my very worst enemy. Neither of us enjoyed losing, and if the stakes were high enough, we often had to defer to fisticuffs to resolve an issue. Whether the game was Cowboys and Indians, War, shooting marbles, playing curb-ball, or even baseball, with a red-stitched hard-ball, the competition between us was always fierce!
Sometimes, one or the other would lose his temper, and - POW! Right in the kisser! Or the next day, one of us might be sporting a black eye - but ultimately, a handshake would ensue at some point, and the next game would begin.
Suffice it to say, that all through early childhood, the terrible teenage years, and High School, and as club members of our Fraternity, Sigma Phi, and playing football, then the Army, and adulthood social events - we had a very deep respect and a brotherly love for one another. Nobody better mess with either of us, if the other was near! Then, who best to be my partner in this serious and deadly game of espionage, but Wally? His code name was Willy, the reason for which will become self-evident later. He was the Brawn of our mission.
Next there was Cindy, mentioned briefly in the beginning of this tale. Ah, here is a true “Free Spirit” - sure, we were once lovers, a long, long time ago, and there were still some deep feelings in both my heart and my groin for her - but, for this maniacal mass manslaughter to be successful, and for the three of us to survive - it had to be Strictly Business!
Cindy was the proverbial - “Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue - Oh what those eyes could do - has anybody seen my Gal?” She had the quietness and stealth of a big cat, the perfect body of Venus, a mind like a steel trap that remembered everything - some call it a photographic memory - and a tempting wry smile that could melt an Iceberg! In fact, because of this single trait, she had been both a Rhodes Scholar, as well as a prior CIA Operative. Talk about your ‘Femme Fatale’ - Cindy would give Lindsay, the Heroine in “Unfinished Business” by Elizabeth Lucas-Taylor - a run for her money!
Oh, yeah - good ole Wally slept with her also, another long time ago, and it resorted us to fisticuffs back then, putting one of us in the hospital - me! But now, like Edmund Dantes’ - The Three Musketeers - we had each other’s backs! None others could we possibly trust!
But what about that Fourth Musketeer, D’Artagnan? The new recruit, that joined “The Force” - ah, yes - we have one, but his name will be held in abeyance for just a short while, and divulged later. For now, just his code name must suffice - Barney. He is a man ‘of color’ - an electronics and demolition expert - a trusted accomplice who will always be in the background, protecting us, as well as developing every device which we can employ.
This brings us to Alvin - the Culprit - the Enemy - the Back-Stabbing Traitor - none could be a worse Adversary! He was never really of our ilk - only son to a wealthy Jewish Banker, he had all the advantages that none of us had. Born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth, living in a huge mansion out in the suburbs of Pikesville, and attending the best private schools, Alvin was the epitome of a spoiled brat! Oh, but he was witty, and had charm - in fact, charisma was his forte’.
When I first met him, at a seminar in Jerusalem, some fifteen years ago, he was the Keynote speaker that morning. While he and I were about the same height, five-six - he was more muscular, compact, and quite fit. Having all of the best advantages that money could buy - he was always tanned, dressed to the nines, and quite successful with the ladies.
His cherubic smile just melted them at his feet, not unlike Adonis himself! Good grooming, impeccable speech, and an absolutely cunning ability to almost read people’s minds could get him into any door - anywhere - at any time! That was the reason for my searching him out in the first place. But, my approach, and my cover story had to be believable - it just HAD to be!
When I originally started my research, in The Library of Congress, in Washington, D.C. it was around 1988, and the Internet, and GOOGLE were not yet even a glimmer in anyone’s mind’s eye. The reference section was the place where I spent hours and hours, scouring through voluminous tomes of: Articles, News Reports, Alumni Yearbooks, Who’s Who’s, and other such materials.
Days, weeks, months - came and went, as I poured through page after page, after page of well-known men. The one I sought had to be: a person of impeccable credentials, someone well versed in both National and International Politics, a person of high intelligence who had access to Intelligence Data, a successful man who was trusted by the Powers that be!
Finally, there he was - on page 222 of “Who’s Who In American Business!” Alvin had been graduated Magna Cum Laude from Harvard, went on to study Law at Yale, passed the Bar on his first attempt - Acing it, and had worked his way into a Full Partnership with the Premiere law firm in the Nation’s Capital - he was PERFECT!
Imagine, if you will, a Jewish 007 - James Bond - but already stinking filthy rich - he did not have to work, but he loved challenges. He was not only proficient in Hebrew, from studying the Talmud, but had also mastered several other languages, including Arabic! Alvin had traveled abroad extensively, earned a Black Belt in Martial Arts, while studying with the Tibetan monks, and had a definite IN with the Jewish-American League - having run several drives, over several years, and personally delivering untold Millions of dollars in Bonds to the Holy City!
I FOUND HIM! Now, how do I get him to nibble? What possible plot might be intriguing to him? What plausible challenge would make him take the bait? No small task, this - more months and months of planning would be necessary, and as I wracked my brain trying to conjure up something feasible, once he did nibble - how could I set the HOOK? For our team’s purposes, he and his cohorts would be referred to, as Tri-Six - symbol of Satan!
Ponder - Ponder - PONDER!
- CHAPTER 5 - THE PLAN -
How could this lowly son of a Rigger possibly ‘sucker’ this sophisticate, this ‘man of the world’ into being the ‘scapegoat’ of a diabolical scheme?
scapegoat - noun
(in the Bible) a goat sent into the wilderness after the Jewish chief priest had symbolically laid the sins of the people upon it (Lev. 16).
• a person who is blamed for the wrongdoings, mistakes, or faults of others, esp. for reasons of expediency.
It was so simple, so mundane, so matter-of-fact, that the answer was actually BEAUTIFUL!
G - R - E - E - D !
In the immortal words of William Shakespeare -
“There lies the rub!” Like all who are Rich and Famous, Alvin thrived on AVARICE - if he had even an inkling that he could amass an additional fortune, especially in the range of a Billion Dollars or more - perhaps even Trillions - with a modest investment of only Millions - would he BITE? You bet your sweet ARSE he would!
Was he aware of the current Black Market dealing of “Blood Diamonds?” SURELY! If he thought that it were possible to covertly get his sweaty palms on a vast supply of them, and savor them secretly, not unlike a crooked Art Collector admires his stolen Masterpieces, would he drool over such a possibility? I’ll bet Alvin is licking his chops already!
So - we have the Trophy Fish - Alvin. We have the Un-resistible Bait - Cindy. The Incredulous Creel will hold the Prize - Diamonds. But, what kind of Unbreakable Test Line will we use? What Raffish Reel will we employ? Will a ‘Shakespeare Deuce’ suffice? What Rapacious Rod will endure? Will we require an Outrigger? What Size must the Boat be? How long will the Struggle last? Can he be physically Landed?
Questions - questions - QUESTIONS!
THE PLAN -
PHASE 1 - Cindy must meet Alvin, impress him - earn his trust - probably sleep with him - become his closest confidante - obtain the necessary secret documents - then - BETRAY HIM AND ESCAPE SAFELY! No small task! But, like Barbara Bain in the ancient TV Series ‘Mission Impossible” - she was also a Masteress of Disguise!
PHASE 2 - Cindy must be the one and only person that introduces myself and Wally to Alvin. A really good, believable LIE will be necessary here. We, in turn, must be really convincing, with the “DEAL” which we offer him. Another great subterfuge must be accomplished.
PHASE 3 - Each and every detail of the Plan A - which we tell him - must be calculated to the Nth degree, in order to convince him that it is infallible; so the Real Plan B - to accomplish A, and have Alvin himself left ‘holding the bag’ - BLAMED - or - DEAD! Preferably the latter, as he would be one MEAN ADVERSARY!
There you have it - three major, but complex Phases - now, all we have to do is - PERFECT THE PLAN - by developing the itsy-bitsy, teenie-tweenie ‘Ant Steps’ - utilizing the K-I-S-S Principle -
“KEEP IT SIMPLE STUPID!”
"They had planned it very well! It would take at least a full generation to develop and grow - maybe even two generations? The original survivors knew that they would be long dead and gone; but this dream would be reality someday, and their Grand-children and Great-grand-children would rule the Earth! There would never be another Holocaust --- at least not of their Bloodline!"