Almost everything under the Sun comes under attack, sometime. Name it; someday, somewhere, sometime, a thing will have to defend itself or yet, one must defend his integrity against a siege. A siege may range from an external nudge to force an eventual capitulation or a siege may take on the form of a full blown out war orchestrated to destroy a fortified defense completely.
In particular the type of siege against your forte is important to understand if you are resolved to withstand it, overcome it and destroy the source. Anything that is worth a forte, that is, anything that is worth your protection, deserves a good defense. Any defense that can withstand a full blown out siege and which can overcome it is a defense worth emulating.
Withstanding a siege is, however, never enough. The only deterrent against a siege, no matter its form and its intent, is to not only overcome the siege but to completely annihilate the source of the siege itself. This is the procedure for peace-making: If you desire to live in peace, you must prepare to destroy a siege and its source. Which implies that the best form of defense against a siege is the type of defense that also involves an offense.
In other words, the best form of guaranteeing peace is to build up the capacity both for defense and for an offense. To understand this natural state of how things work, consider nothing further than how the immune system of the METHA (The Mis-Educated Than His Ancestors) operates.
A new virus enters the body; it infests the cells of the body. The body begins to build up its novel defenses for that particular kind of virus. The body works exceedingly hard, expending disproportionate amounts of resources and energy from other parts of the body to defend itself against the virus. When the defense is complete, the body deploys its offensive against the virus, killing it, destroying it and eradicating it from the body.
If the society in which this METHA (The Mis-Educated Than His Ancestors) lives is as intelligent as the METHA’s natural immune system (although this kind of society is hard to find), the society works to eradicate the source of the virus before it infests the body again. The society also erects a defense in case the enemy were to attack again. In much the same way, the body maintains a unique defense, in place, just in case the virus escapes the extra-body defenses of the society in which it lives. The period between the successful defeat of a siege and the next siege is called peace. Peace-making then is a very desirable and complex state of natural things. Without this peace, there’s constant chaos.
Now, imagine that some really Cocky Consultant General (CCG, pronounced “See-See-Gee!”) from abroad one day decides that instead of maintaining a full-time defense, to quell future attacks from the outside that we allow the enemy, the virus, to live amongst us perpetually and freely like a thousand Trojan Horses.
Only this time, the enemy soldiers are not quietly hiding in the belly of the wooden horse waiting to attack us at midnight, but they would be living in our ancestral homes, in our actual houses, in our big houses, cooking our food, drinking our water, eating our dishes, merry-making with us, and reproducing and training more and more of our own children for their enemy garrisons. That way, the Cocky Consultant General imagines that this constant supply of enemy soldiers in our midst will force us to constantly be awake, and at war with the enemy and thus force us to keep our defenses up!
Imagine, just for one second if only, that you have a very intelligent Asafoatse (Commander in Chief) like myself amongst you. I get up on your behalf and my answer to this Cocky Consultant General is “Daabi.” Which means, “No!” I ask, where is the peace amidst a constant battle? Where is the peace in-between perpetual warfare? Why build fortes and castles; why build civilizations as complex as ours, if only to spend constant time defending it from itself? I explain to this Cocky Consultant General that by incorporating the enemy within ourselves we sabotage the times of peace we enjoy—i.e. there will be no period between a successful defense and the next. Peace-making will be dead. In fact, there will no longer be such a thing as peace, after all.
One could perhaps imagine now, after hearing the Asafoatse make this speech and plead for common sense defenses, that this Cocky Consultant General within the power structure would pipe up and say: “Based on the evidence before us, my idea is a gross miscalculation and borders on gross stupidity. Let’s try it the Traditional, Tested Way.” And then everybody else, including the people-soldiers, would slap their cheeks with their palms and say, “Wow! That’s brilliant! Why didn’t we think of that?”
But that Cocky Consultant General would probably be fired that very day as a military consultant sent to bother us. Because, you see, the kind of hegemon that indoctrinates certain generals with wrong and bad ideas does not like to be questioned. And so what happens instead is that the Cocky Consultant General (CCG, pronounced “See-See-Gee!”) acts baffled. He regroups and tries again to convince the Armed Forces and the Asafoatse that Trojan Horses and Perpetual Warfare are better than building Traditional, Sophisticated Defenses in times of peace. To which I stand and insist “Daabi!” All making for quite an amusing spectacle.
The METHA smiles or laughs, yet most of this idea—in fact, all of this idea—is applicable to some Vaccine Technology that the METHA clearly misunderstands. You can stress-test your immune system with an attenuated attack, forcing it to build defenses capable of giving your body peace until the next real attack, in which case it is now uniquely positioned to overcome it. This is a traditional defense—a traditional vaccine first invented here in this very West Africa, and which was taught to Europeans in the Americas by the West Africans they had kidnapped and trafficked!
Or, you may follow in the footsteps of the Cocky Consultant General who is dictated to by a certain hegemon and he may convince you, or even force you to inject yourself with something that will constantly plague your immune system because it will become part of your body, a part of your cell, a part of your Ancestral home, a part of your house, and it will be admixed with your own children—something that will no longer go away; that will no longer give you peace. That is something that will give you total, perpetual chaos! That is the mRNA Vaccine Technology, which the west has adopted, produced and spread as Covid Vaccines around the world. This technology is what the west has sanctioned with their Nobel Prize.
Are you still amused, my dear METHA? Are you also certain about your injection of western ideology into your midst? Are you certain that people who are diametrically opposed to your humanity deserve a seat in your Ancestral Homes? Perhaps, my dear METHA, you are an offspring of such a strange, perpetual Trojan Infection, against which chaos we must constantly defend ourselves?