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or not, our children are the terrorist and they are the main front in this war and we must go after these domestic terrorist with all of our energies and resources.
One of the greatest problems of this war on drugs is that the trade is self-fueling. For most of the drug addicts, the easiest way to raise money to support their own habit is to start selling drugs, enticing new customers who also become hooked, and so the net widens.
The violence associated with the selling of drugs has brought ordinary life to a standstill in many of our cities, where the residents are in fear for their life and their family’s lives. Although there has been an increase in the number of drug and gang arrests, the amount of drugs available and the number of addicts are still rising. Many so called experts have suggested that drug addiction and gang membership should be treated as a social problem rather than a criminal one, that the government should make an effort to improve the lives of these terrorist by providing jobs and training. They believe that terrorist turn to gangs for a sense of family, to all this I say “Wrong!” or more to the point a bunch of bull. I disagree with them totally, and my committee has concluded that greed is the motivation for the drug dealers and gangbangers. It is time for this country to stop making excuses for these criminals and terrorist and see them for what they are, lowlifes, and the scum of the earth. Can we win this war on drugs and terrorism? I say with a resounding yes, but we must take a different approach. We have tried to encourage the countries where the drug plant grows to rid their government of corruption. We have subsidized farmers who grow and harvest the drugs to plant crops that do not involve drugs and to destroy the factories where the plants are processed. We have encourages these countries to root out the drug lords so that they can be brought to justice, but this approached has not worked either.
We have to develop different strategies to win this war, different and bold. No army can defeat us militarily, that has been proven in the past, but if we do nothing our homegrown enemy will think that he can defeat us, but I am telling them here and now, we will not be defeated by their insidious terror tactics, that we will be strong as a nation and they will be defeated.
You can inoculate your children to protect them from diseases, you can give them shelter in a storm and we must protect them from the scourge of drugs. We must continue this fight to save not only our children but also our country, thank you.”
Senator Warren, Jr. ended his speech like an old time Baptist preacher, preaching a sermon to his congregation. When he finished, his face was covered with sweat and he looked exhausted. All the misery and sadness of the world was in his eyes. When he stumbled back to his chair the chamber was ominously quiet, than without any warning the observers started to clap their hands, slowly at first, but before long the whole assembly was on their feet cheering. Senator Warren, Jr. slummed into his chair and put his head in his hands.
The speech, which was being carried live by national television, was in all of the country newspapers that following morning, the only question now was what could be done; Senator Warren, Jr. already had the answer to that question.

Chapter 38

Malik and Askido had gotten married in a small catholic church in a small town in France even though neither one was a catholic. Malik’s donation of $100,000 to the church children fund probably helped the presiding priest overlook this minor requirement. Malik younger brother John was now one of the top governors of the gang. Malik turned over the distribution of Ibo to him, but did not tell him what the drug was or where it was made. Malik was paid ten million dollars a year; a small sum considering the amount of money the drug was making for the gang. Malik thought about what Colonel Tong had said about being greedy, he had enough money for him and Askido.
Malik called Eli and suggested they visit Diki and they agreed to meet in Lagos. Malik and Askido met Eli, Yolanda, and their two twin daughters Maggie and Grace, and Maggie at the Lagos airport where Diki met them. Diki amazed Malik at how after all these years Diki still had perfect white teeth, he was a dentist nightmare, and as usual, they received a warm welcome.
“Welcome my brothers and sisters from the colonies, and who are these pretty little flowers,” he asked looking at Eli’s two ten-year-old twin daughters.
“Maggie and Grace meet your Uncle Diki,” Yolanda said.
The little girls were immediately picked up by Diki, one in each arm and kissed on their cheek. When they arrived at Diki’s estate, on their way to the house, Maggie notice Mack’s pontoon boat resting at its mooring, seemingly waiting for Mack, a small tear formed in her eyes. Later that evening Doctor Lumody joined them at dinner. After dinner, Malik and Doctor Lumody sat on the front porch sipping brandy.
“I see that our product is doing well in your country and I have increased our shipment to over a million pills a month and thanks to your generosity we have been able to further our research on morphine and we are in the process of developing a more potent, less addictive form of the drug. When completed it will help many people.”
Eli joined Malik and the doctor,”It seems like President Tolland and Senator Warren has a hard on for gangbangers and drug dealers. The president is on television nearly every night talking about drugs and gangs whom he calls terrorist. Something is up, I don’t know what, but something is up. When he’s not on television, Senator Warren is on talking about the gangbangers and drug dealers.” Eli said.
“I agree, even in Europe, they are on television talking about drugs and gangs,” Malik responded.
Doctor Lumody excused himself and entered the house.
“Well, I can understand Senator Warren; I know how it feels to have someone you love die in your arms, listen my brother, take some advice from your attorney, get out the game, it is becoming too dangerous. Something drastic is coming down, these, television chats, as the president likes to refer to them, has focused a lot of attention on the black and Hispanic drug dealers, and gangs. A white group calling themselves the “White People to Save America,” has taken to the streets confronting and attacking anyone who they believe are gang members and drug dealers, some are, some are not. Some innocent people have been attacked and even killed, by this new Klux. The scariest thing is that they are not prosecuted, they are cheered for their actions by the media and the public,” Eli said.
“I am thinking about getting out, I can see the changes coming also,” Malik said. “I have enough money to last Askido and me for the rest of our lives.”
“I’ve been thinking Eli, you and I have been very fortunate, we’ve been educated at one of the best schools in the world and we have made a lot of money and most importantly we have never done a day in jail. I remember one of my professors, a Doctor Ali who read a passage from George Jackson, one of the Solidad Brothers. In essence, what he said was that black men born in the United States and fortunately enough to live past the age of eighteen are conditioned to accept the inevitability of prison. We have been very lucky and I would like to give something back, to help our people, especially young black men. To help them get out of the gangs and drug dealing, because we know that’s no life.”
“What do you have in mind?” Eli asked.
“I don’t know, I know it can’t be something direct, but I was thinking about anonymously donating money to civil rights organizations like the NAACP or Black College Foundation, maybe setting up a college scholarship at Harvard for underprivileged black students with better than average grades, what do you think?”
“I think that‘s an excellent idea.”
“Would you look into it and let me know?”
Eli walked over to Malik and hugged him warmly.
“Of course I will. Let’s go join the folks,” Eli and Malik went into the house.
The next month Eli set up a scholarship fund at Harvard University for underprivileged minority students.

Chapter 39

The violence continued on American streets. Innocent children and adults were being killed in the crossfire between rival gangs and drug dealers fighting over turf. Little white children were being gunned down playing in the streets or just sitting on their porch. Ibo had taken over the country, drug dealers were robbing each other for the drugs, and now this violence were not only in the minority communities but also in the white communities.
The public outcry was increasing; white neighborhood residents marched on city halls, the police stations, and the White House. The people were demanding immediate and harsh action. President William S. Tolland held meetings with government and local law enforcement officials hoping to get advice on how to deal with this problem, but they had no advice to give the president.
The presidential election was next year and his opponent Governor Clyde Newton of Tennessee had made crime in the street and the lack of the current administration ability to solve this problem the central campaign issue. President Tolland knew he had to do something. Once again, he called on his good friend Senator Warren, Jr. for help. The senator met with the president in the oval office.
“Senator I need your help, this violence in our streets is threatening the security of our country and this administration. Your committee has conducted an intense study of the problem we are facing and I need your most candid advice. Whatever we discuss will be confidential and classified, the tape recorder is off, so feel free to say whatever you want.”
“Mr. President, we are facing a crisis in this country that is more dangerous than anything we have ever faced. We have dealt with foreign terrorism and threats to our liberty from foreign powers and we have prevailed, but what we are facing today is far more insidious. Like I said in my speech to the congress, our enemy is our children, and you may ask how do you wage war against children, but war is what we are in and we must use all of our resources to win this war. We must take decisive action and there can be no half measures. My committee’s investigation, after consulting with many experts in the field found that ninety percent of the violence in our country is drug or gang related. Eighty percent of the offenders are between the ages of thirteen and twenty five years of age, these are our enemies, these are the terrorist we have to deal with, the question is how far are you willing to go to win