Lives change. Sometimes on the toss of a dime, or trillions of dollar to be more exact. The world as I still tend to consider it has been tossed away. Something to be expected if one looks at the legacy of meandering cultural orientations. Those who do not become chameleons are doomed to be considered irrelevant. It is almost absurdly riotously funny to consider how the industrial strength fantasies fostered by this revisionist culture who revels in its false compassion will doom itself by an uncompromising tolerance for the merciless sentiments of those who want nothing more than to take revenge. The greater fictions of modern life now become the illusory pillars that support a false dream while the fragile lifeboat of state, once termed as ‘democracy‘, tips its overflowing human cargo into the raging stormy seas of elitist globalist ambitions. And no one is more to blame beyond those who will suffer the most by it. It took the invader fifty years to destroy the land and all within it silently from that same ‘within‘. That same patter of truly historically tiny Mos Musculus feet now about the wheelhouse, the main holds thrown open to the flooding seas sinking our former ship of mental state with nary a fit illusion of past glories to stay this process with the backbone of any resolve. The great test being a litmus style event as to whether some for of Darwinian self-survival is but a myth or currently a very slim possibility. Perhaps because no one wants to abandon Monday night football or definitively dismiss the ideologues on, “The View” or even go against the grain and totally boycott all those ‘coming soon‘ Hollywood big budget cinematic box office result based thrill ride slug fests. The Lexus and Humira TV ads looking too enticing to doubt their pleasant fiction of the type of storybook lives that are no longer possible for anyone. The current epitome being an unconditional demand for belief in ‘MY‘ fictional account of the universe or, “I will kill you!” Kill you, not by overt assault! At least not yet! But kill you in a more fundamentally damaging way by providing mandatory mental lobotomies as the law of the land. This mandate cutting away the animal instinct for survival and competition and replacing it with a Liberal ‘gold standard‘ of complacent sensibility that no level of physical pain or distress will overcome. These rabbits won’t make a break for it anymore. They’ll just dream their rabbit dreams and then celebrate the day of arrival of their ultimate destructor’s.
Perhaps this is the inside angle? That missing elusive linkage of the one element that has brought down all previous empires of mankind. The only one true thing THAT IS historical! When a population becomes complacent in its own destruction to the point of not raising a finger against the overt tyranny of those who pretend to run it. Then they get what they deserve. Fools have quite understandably begotten fools. What biblical Lot could have ever imagined the freakish level of excess that has descended upon this land like some immoral philosophical version of pyroclastic volcanic ash? Instead, they happily ape an orchestrated dance around their most favored golden commercial effigies, dreaming that those obvious facts of their ever diminishing existence will suddenly go away and they will be able to continue in their carefree way forever. The current national culture demands much in the way of its growing insistence of a universal worship of its most heinous examples of an increasingly existential moral relativism. And a systematic daily regimen of constant apology to those who continually inflict this self-destructive insanity upon the land. Lie upon lie upon lie. This was once defined as tyranny. But no one seems ready to sacrifice their lives to resist it when there is a warm couch somewhere with a view screen of some 600 available channels and a cold beer or wine available. So the empire will fall as the dykes break and the faggots burn through to enable a flood of culturally antagonistic humanity overwhelm the temporal prosperity what was once known as the Camelot of the Middle Class. And the current big ‘WE’ can dream some weak tea cinematic sequel of what a doctrinaire minority agenda driven interlocutor redefines as that once and future reality to ties past as simply the current flavor of the day.