Okay, we’ve made a commitment. We said we were going to investigate karma (or something like it … a universal notion having to do with justice). A widely held definition reads, “KARMA—a Sanskrit term: the causal process binding every action to preceding and concurrent causes and to the results which must spring from it.”
Let’s go with that: All actions have causes and resulting consequences? Make sense?
So, the recipient of an action-produced consequence gets this mysterious blowback, good or bad. Who? Who gets it? Every karmic consequence needs a host (a target—the enactor of the action).
Does America, collectively, have a sense of identity? Could it host . . . karma? What memory sustains our sense as a nation, and what evidence substantiates this condition?
Do the sordid, sleazy, backroom D.C. liars who plan our wars and make a wreck of lives around the world represent us (Americans) as we really are? Or, are they a small but demonic, cancerous cell, a world apart from sacred life—on a suicide mission to murder the Heavenly host? This foul and fiendish, small percent polluting the whole does not belong to us. It needs to go. OUT then! Karma’s sense of justice can seek satisfaction from the excised part.