"That will never happen!" I interrupted the man.
      "You may be right," he conceded. "The whole system will likely collapse before this happens. That's what we ultimately want. Then we will simply mop up the pieces. That is how we will own the whole world."
      "You are crazy!" I interjected.
      The man shook his head. "Just consider this," he said. "Imagine that America becomes destroyed economically to the point that next to nothing remains standing of its once proud industries. Imagine that the dollar also collapses so that America has nothing left of value, by which it is forced to stop importing slave-labor products from India and China, and other slave-labor nations. This means that suddenly most of China's economic structures, and India's too, which are largely geared to producing slave-labor products, will shut down. The word chaos is too mild a term to describe the outcome when this happens. What we are setting up is staged to become a global super-catastrophe."
      "No, it won't come to that. We will intervene!" I said to him. "We will cause America and Europe to wake up!"
      "Wake up!" Palmerston repeated. "Sure, America will wake up all right when it finds that everything is disintegrating that it requires for its physical existence. By then, however, it will be too late for anyone to recover what has been destroyed. The rich, whom we presently utilize for this destruction, will suddenly find out that they are as poor as the beggars on the street corners. But it will be too late by then."

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