I see it quite differently. The WTC were in fact as close as one can come to the very nerve center of the NWO, at least in the Western Hemisphere. This hit nearly destabliized world markets and threw the world's reserve currency, the dollar, into the tank. At least that was the intent.
Furthermore, the WTC was not only in the very neighborhood of the Pratt House, but many insiders either worked or ran much of their business from the WTC. So it wasn't just their 'serfs' that took the hit.
As far as their quislings in Congress, when THOSE folks figured out that 1) they were on the hit list and nearly bought the farm, and 2) that one or more nuclear hits were very likely just down the little road in time, they pulled their paws out of each other's breeches for at least a minute, and pi$$ed their pants in the National Cathedral, solemnly mouthing out hymns from dusty books they hadn't held since childhood, with trembling hand and biting lip. I think THEY got the message.
And while the ME opposition is now beginning to waffle and back step (that's their way), the possibility of a client state like North Korea placing a portable nuke or two into the hands of those where a 'client state' can't be traced, is REAL. So IMHO, the NWO was caught off guard, having spent their proverbial wad trying to coverup-up their duplicity in preserving the the foolish excesses of the x42 administration and their reckless thirst for a global 'state'.
My feeling is that they're moving now in angst, knowing if they fail, their backs will be up against the wall in not too distant future. The good part is that they had to toss off 50 years of global effort at demonizing US national sovereignty, and once again embrace "the last refuge of the scoundral", US nationalism. They now need their serfs again, just as they did during WWII. Maybe less than I might have hoped for, but still a thrilling little victory for me to see them squirm and back-track behind OUR flag once again, even if it does mean a loss of liberty. I'm just pleased to have lived to witness them in a moment of humility born of their own making. It's funny how that "original sin" myth, and the notion of being "born again", keeps cropping it's head up in our visceral, mortal, spyche.
