If you want to tyrannize or scapegoat for the benefit of your own gain then declare yourself a longstanding victim. When directly confronted about the unfairness of this posturing then immediately get angry to the point of violence. If your aggressiveness is overcome by your protagonists skill at self-defense either physically or intellectually then you must immediately chime that the outcome perfectly demonstrates your original point vindicating your own claims without any further question. If you are a right thinking Jew than you carp about some ancient Pharaoh who may or may not have once existed along with an equally mythological savant while annually celebrating the genocide of another host society that wasn’t to your liking. If you align yourself with the color ‘black‘ you bitch and moan and get outraged about anything ‘white‘ or connected to same because some of your ancestors got the wrong end of the stick while ignoring that situation was historically (w)righted by the actions of two and a half million old school ‘whiteys‘ who a hundred and fifty or so years back put their lives on the line to effect a real sense of “CHANGE.” If you are a woman, you swim about in a pool of a constant menses of dissatisfaction complaining about why all the ‘good men‘ are gone from the planet replaced with either brainless macho ‘dicks‘ or lisping ‘momma’s boys‘ both of which the majority of you boss around in dead end middle management jobs while jealously ogling the last remainder of hunter predator males who remain in control of the top slots of carnivorous power mad Capitalism. Those who send their phalanx’s of corporate lawyers to surround and capture the public trust or government and the public thoroughfares of everyday commerce and international broadcast play the bunch of you like an old time fiddle. These are the little jewels of existence that sustain both us and the ‘pearly wisdom’s’ of headlines and the entertainment of the day.
This system works so well that when your pampered grandchildren occasionally put down their games controllers or mobile phones miffed because the hot pockets have run out in the family fridge while a newly disenfranchised bunch of the ‘biggest losers‘ cross the border or set down piecemeal in one of the nation’s largest ‘air hubs‘ fresh from the destruction of their old culture by the same international organizations that make domestic daily existence hell. Then of course everyone is directed to take shelter under the comforting myths of the age of “Making a Difference” and “Global Warming” and taking any means of physical survival away from the majority of those with a lingering sense of personal initiative to independently manage their own lives without the constantly insurgent manipulation of an overbearing anonymously ruled cartel that most confuse with a government. One has to ask that in the last fifteen thousand year of mankind’s officially documented myth of evolutionary progress how anyone before us and the last “Good War” was able to even button up their own breaches much less build pyramids and continually conquer vast tracks of their rival’s backyards with flint knives and copper cleavers?
No, the ‘truth‘ is that only by the modern religion of ‘TECHNOLOGY & SCIENCE‘ can we conquer all our species ills by the growing complexity of devices both physical and of the mind that smash everything to atoms while producing byproducts that inevitably leak out of the can to poison the neighborhood for the next billion or so years. If I could get my dream job in the perfect Hollywood of the mind then I could suspend your own belief as well as my own that this is the biggest ‘bunco‘ scheme of all time where little Star Wars’ Yoda’s have been running about for millennia artfully bamboozling the human population with their storytelling convincing alternate generations that ‘gold is lead‘ and then ‘lead is gold‘. Thank God (if there ever was one!) that we are a nation where everyone can still afford (by getting deeper and deeper in debt) to go outside (and pull out their cell phone) to shop and enjoy what a great place (without the burden of recalling the recent past) this is to still find decent bargains (of knockoff goods made in the faraway sweat shops of the third world)! And of course chant, unashamedly, “Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend!“