I don’t recall a time when our political divide turned sustainable differences into an uncompromising contention, transforming constructive discussions into combative clashings, turning everyone into savage foes.
This is the fallout of propagating lies and misinformation masked as science and well caring, parading as paternal concern for the willfully ignorant multitudes transfixed by mass propaganda.
The smoking downward spirals of civility and prudence darken our skies.
Poisoning even the most stalwart with its whistling siren song.
Political anger is the weapon wielded in Washington by both parties and their corporate cronies against We the People, viciously turning us against one another in a souring feud. Bulldozing the foundation of our country, wrecking friendships, and severing family bonds. Creating an ambiance of fret, hate, revulsion, and racism.
Bitten by PoliTicks induces partisan addiction, causing inflammation of the psyche, resulting in myopia and obstinacy.
I am a recovering junkie of the PoliTick venom myself.
It helps to admit.
Recently, I confused a friend’s passionate comment as an attack on my character. I’m ashamed it happened. But as it is, it took that to start the recovery process.
While my friend and I have our differences in opinions, some spanning great distances, there are always bridges connecting us (veganism, for one). His observations and opinions have always given me pause for thought, no matter how antithetical to my enduring thesis of life, theories, and gruesome inevitabilities.
PoliTicks, like religious FanaTicks, is a disease of the mind. Infected, one cannot undermine the psychological ramparts the ego erects to protect its precious notions; no matter how fervently reasonability begs, we ignore.
However, for milder cases, there is a countermeasure.
A self-thrown gut-punch to the psyche.
Resulting in the appreciation of fallibility.
A receptivity for the probability of wrongness.
These finer faculties you gain by exploring a particular from multiple angles. It’s tough, I admit. But this is where varying ideas and respectful discourse comes to play in building harmony. As should the bitter-tasting thought of alienating a friend or family member over some nonsensical bull dung such as our psychopathically infused politics inspire.
My own gut-punch ushers in the next chapter of my life.
In keeping with my innate spirit, seen by the consensus as the repugnant rebellion of individualism, I’m returning to my anarchical paradise of old. The peaceful retreat into living with reduced emotion of circumstances I’m powerless to change. A contented life of de-energized politics, complete with its resurrected suspicion of the State, and every other damn thing that says it wants to help.
I’ll focus on my favorite things: veganism, family, friends, fast cars, firearms, and my misanthropic misgivings.
Too, I may write about health and fitness. Mine in particular, how at sixty-seven I can still do more chin-ups than you.
“Adieu, the Bell rings, and I must go among the Grave ones and talk Politicks.” ~ Benjamin Franklin
For every thought, opinion, and belief, there is its opposite.
And a lot of conflicted emotions in between.
We can’t all be right.
But we can all be wrong.
I’ve been wrong about several things all my life. I’ll forgo the details.
But in that light I’ve realized a thing vital to personal growth — Kathryn Schulz puts it eloquently in her TED Talk — being wrong, feels exactly like being right.
Until you realize you’re wrong.
From this hindsight perspective, I reckon I’m wrong about some things, still today.
Time will tell.
That, and an open mind.
I didn’t join the right out of allegiance to the conservative party, although I’ve always leaned right in many respects. Things like freedom; free speech; family; firearms; less government; fewer taxes, fees, tolls, permits, and licensing; fewer social programs, and an ennobling system based on meritocracy — to which I’ll add, to both tyrant and slothful dullard, Marxism paints a tantalizing albeit deceptive picture, thus raising its recent popularity whilst waging war on liberty.
Our country is run by psychopathic pedophiles. The extent of immorality we’ll likely never learn, but my gut tells me it’s extensive, earth-rattling. There’s too much circumstantial evidence to ignore, and most of it implicates the Democrats, in both recent popular past and the present occupiers.
So it comes with reluctance that I associate myself with Politicks. But the bell rings, for reasons that threaten our freedoms, and left with no alternative short of expatriation, I’ve joined the ranks of Republicans — possibly the last viable stronghold against the violent socialist burdens threatening our sea to shining sea.
However, we’re not a perfect match.
Oddly enough, for a political party that rants about freedom, many conservatives find veganism (freedom for our fellow earthlings, something I’m emotionally invested in) an object of ridicule, and condemn my lack of religious conviction, and vehemently deny a woman’s freedom of choice — just saying.
But, go figure.
And there’s this, this nagging notion that the two parties are colluding against We the People in a wily attempt to overthrow democracy. A good cop bad cop game. It’s what any capable tyrant would do.
“There are but two parties now: traitors and patriots…” ~ Ulysses S. Grant
And We the People… are pissed!
Puzzled as well.
Indeed, how anyone with an inkling of contemporary awareness and historical acumen can advocate for censorship; modern-day book-burning; socialism; more government; higher taxes; crime and devastation of a deliberately opened border; Draconian mandates; abandoning Americans in enemy territory, along with scads of other anti-USA freedom traditions masterminded by the spend-thrift Socialist Democrats and supported by their flattering woke followers, is beyond reason.
—If this is you, then you need to work on your critical thinking skills.
What should come as a doomsday vision and bloodcurdling aversion to the current administration’s actions and inactions, dictates and narratives gushing from their communist gullets, is instead a shameless enthusiasm among their familiars and armchair brownshirts to inurn Liberty in their push to a clampdown Marxist society: A political and economical philosophy backed-up by a pristine record of failure, poverty, despair, and dystopia.
A tsunami of freedom-despising turbulence stirs in the wake of a headstrong iron fist pretending democratic leadership. And We the People find ourselves on the sharp and craggy shores of the Rubicon, facing the storm of a formidable foe. A battle of biblical proportions — reminiscent of the tale between David and Goliath — threatens our Republic.
In a country indisputably divided, the time for silence has slipped away.
A choice we must make: Do we quietly acquiesce to socialist totalitarianism, or do we stand with Liberty?
If the latter, then it’s time to raise the voice and vote of the majority; the legal citizen majority.
It’s time the enemies of democracy heard the will of the Nation, loud and clear.
Speak up, Patriots, before they tighten the muzzle; before they take our guns; before they steal another election; before they turn our country into a third-world shithole (as Trump would say), and before they imprison us for our peaceful protests. As they did on January 6th, Two Thousand Twenty-One. *
Speak up, now, before the only freedom of choice left to us is a woman’s right to abort her unborn.
Kind of ironic, isn’t it?
And speaking of women, here are Five Fabulously Fearless Female Freedom Fighters:
* If the Communist Democrats, their MSM propaganda arm, the leftist dregs, and gutter-washes can call what their BLM punks and Antifa thugs did to our cities and citizens, neighborhoods and businesses across the country over the last several months peaceful, then by rights we can call what happened on January 6 — a humdrum, boring comparison — peaceful as well. And for those who need reminding, the only fatality on that fateful day was the callous, cold-blooded murder of the non-threatening, peacefully protesting veteran Ashli Babbitt. RIP, Rest in Freedom!
In early modern times, an epidemic of madness tortured, burned, drowned, and hanged witches and anyone accused of witchery.
Likewise, mass psychosis poisoned the soul of Germany during Hitler’s reign.
It gassed the jews.
And in no chronological order:
It enslaved the blacks, and continues to breed both white and color supremacy and builds enmity among all races and cultures.
It oppresses and discriminates against women.
It is the compulsion that kills animals out of some sort of ridiculous fear: snapping turtles, snakes, groundhogs, coyotes, bears, even spiders, and other crawly things.
It drove the inquisition.
It slaughtered the Native Americans.
It is the fuel that flames the fervor of Islam’s female phobia, their brutalization of women, and their patriarchal stupidity.
As I write, mass psychosis intensifies, furthering its assault on freedom. The Covidien Zealots, hornswoggled by an authoritative leviathan with its blood-sucking tentacles restraining reason. Posing as medical expertise with a parental devotion but serving its own nefarious end, tyranny. Infecting the world in an epidemic of madness by propelling covid hysteria to inscrutable heights of lunacy.
Fitting is the analogy of the Pied Piper of Hamelin and his stupefied rats as world populations march headlong and lockstep to their adversity.
But not everyone’s fooled.
Mass psychosis, it is the enemy of the individual. Robber of the courage and commitment to live free.
But a hero to the craven:
Just as tyranny depends on mass psychosis, the masses depend on tyranny.
“Unless we put medical freedom into the Constitution, the time will come when medicine will organize into an undercover dictatorship to restrict the art of healing to one class of men and deny equal privileges to others; the Constitution of this republic should make special privilege for medical freedom as well as religious freedom.” ~Benjamin Rush
Note: While some of these traits are often naively displayed by people playing characters, any collectible combination of the below should warrant suspicion.
NPCs (Non-playing characters) show unquestioning certainty in the official 24/7 narrative, regardless of the ocean of discordant information from the same sorry sources.
They display violent opposition to competing opinions. And seek to censor such.
Younger NPCs believe the government should provide their every care for free. Note: This is also the behavior of lazy, ambitionless people playing characters. Don’t be confused.
Older NPCs extol everything cooked up in the fermenting bowels of General Miley’s sizable gut and spewed from his belligerent Marxist maw.
All NPCs possess a prayerful devotion to Fauci.
They wear a mask inside, often in their homes.
They wear a mask outside, even in remote forests, desolate deserts, icy mountaintops, and empty parking lots.
NPCs demand everyone gets vaccinated with experimental, potentially detrimental drugs. But of course, they would, they’re immune.
NPCs like to think of themselves as Woke. I find this comical considering their absolute absence of any meaningful awareness.
Failing to acknowledge their own blatant hate-filled racism, NPCs postulate only whites could be racists.
NPCs accept as fact the “unsettled science” on covid-19 while unilaterally accepting the “settled science” on global warming. Understand, I’m not suggesting the climate isn’t a concern (everything is), but I’m betting all NPCs of the time canceled history on the much-to-do global cooling scare of the ‘70s. And that’s exactly what canceling history does, it makes people players forgetful and throttles critical thought. Exactly what the NPC hopes to achieve.
NPCs don’t own a gun and they don’t want anyone else to. Or, they own a gun but don’t want you to.
They honor George Floyd as a martyr while contending Ashli Babbitt got what she deserved.
On that note, and most ludicrous…
With no idea of what a real coup d’état entails, the NPC snowflake believes the events of January 6th, 2021 by a group of disenfranchised mostly peaceful protesters provoked by professional agent provocateurs (NPCs) attempted the unarmed and uncoordinated overthrow of a government in possession of the world’s greatest militarized force. The nonsensicality of such asinine accusation (reference: General Miley as Chief Asinine) is a dead giveaway of the more poorly programmed NPC, and it comes regardless of their civil/political/military standing.
And most damning…
While We the People are all capable of the occasional bad judgment call, NPCs cast ballots by the thousands for Biden and despite every damnable consequence since the illegitimate inauguration, the telling sign is the NPCs’ artificial intelligence doggedly denies the bugs in their programming by tenaciously backing their choice, their failure.
Remember, to paraphrase the NPC woke, “People silence is violence.”
Don’t be intimated.
Sanity depends on real people playing the game to win.
I didn’t become an advocate of the Right until the Left intensified its war on liberty while cramming their regurgitated Marxist vomit down our Amber Waves of Grain.
Perfectly content, I was, to live and let live.
Literally, live and let live.
It’s why I became vegan.
Get it? Live. Let live.
It’s all I ask.
But with the Left’s demonization of the white race, their nuclear bombardment on free speech, their unrelenting attacks on the second amendment, their cataclysmic open-border policy, their sinister designs for a socialist one-party state (aided and abetted by traitorous RINOs), their blackballing the unvaxxed, to their loony mathematically challenged president and his vice maladroit, I was left with no choice.
“Your vote is a meaningless joke,” ~John Kay, Steppenwolf, 1969, song title, Monster.
That was my stance some thirty years ago shortly after casting my last vote. Concluding that elections were a joke, I rejected all party affiliation.
Opting instead for anarchy—and not the sort of lawless, unchecked chaos and destruction perpetrated by Antifa punks and BLM thugs. But Anarchy of the Spirit, the insulation and isolation of the soul, the meditative flavor that calmly says leave me the fuck alone, and we’ll coexist just fine.
“That government is best which governs least,” ~Henry David Thoreau
That was then. Little could I imagine how brazenly crooked the system would become. Nor did I foresee the unrelenting attacks on personal freedoms.
Despite the many glaring look-at-me voting irregularities of 2020 and the accompanying over-the-top self-incriminating denials of wrongdoing, there remain election-fraud deniers. And against all odds, those whose candidate won, no less.
—But understand, willful gainsay is an extraordinary protocol for the NPCs whose programming employs blinders and ridicule and lavish use of the term “conspiracy theory” at the first presentation of oppositional evidence. But then what would you expect?
The magnitude of election corruption sewn into the assaults on freedom cuts deep and personal.
“When in the course of human events…”
The Left is over governing.
And overbearing, untenable, inconsiderate, disobliging, rude, belligerent, intrusive, and bereaved of proper behavior. I’ll enumerate:
Their anti-American agenda.
Their communistic sympathies and sympathizers, if not outright communist collusion.
Their shameless white-shaming antics.
Their anti-white training, tropes, and rhetoric rekindling a hostile racial divide.
Their nagging obsession with disarming the deplorable 2nd amendment patriots while defunding those mean, “racist” cops and freeing and or encouraging the “socially disadvantaged” criminals, the homicidal mental cases, the dregs, and assheads doesn’t blend well with my portrait of peace, security, and self-defense.
Their narcissistic Woke Sect, the predominantly young, white Marxist punks who intimidate, violently demanding compliance to their fascist doctrine, shouting, “White silence is violence.” Well, turns out they’re right. I’ll suffer silence no longer. And dispense with ingratiation.
Their puzzling hypocrisy, e.g., champion abortion; oppose the death penalty; wage war and conflict.
Their calamitous open border immigration policy. Welcoming a flood of illegals and during a “pandemic.” Makes one take pause, doesn’t it?
Their inimical maligning of the words Patriot, Constitutional, and Liberty.
Their combative cancel culture.
Their racist critical race theory.
Their laughable but politically motivated mislabeling of the January 6 Capitol breach as a coup d’état, an insurrection, an attempt to overthrow the government (unarmed and without an F-15, no less), while offering pass, bail, legitimacy, and encouragement to BLM and Antifa riots, looting, violence, and destruction.
Their angry intolerance of and shouting down conservative voices. Or any opposing expression.
Their censoring of free speech in connivance with social media autocrats.
Their fiscal ineptitude.
Their handouts and escalation of government dependency.
Their burdening taxes, their stifling restrictions.
Their ambush on America’s energy independence.
Their persecution of the unholy unvaccinated.
Their damnable determination to wreck the economy and emotional wellbeing of the citizenry with endless threats and needless shutdowns, face masks, experimental vaccines, and other Draconian mandates.
And for fuck’s sake, let’s not overlook their most excelling agent provocateur, the flip-flopping blabber-gab of all time, little Fauci the Dictator (whom we can’t say enough about), and his self-appointing brigades of fawning fanatical Militant Mask Nazis (whom we can’t say enough about). And by little I mean stature, there’s nothing little about this little man’s power lust. Nor his salary.
While democracy is a listing ship and capitalism suffer the weight of global dominance, the answer isn’t the Left’s socialistic, communistic aspirations that can only drive the country into further instability, despair, crime, unrest, inequality, poverty, and racism. To the inevitable greater tyranny: defamatory branding and detention of dissidents, the promise of a “social credit score,” vaccine passports and the privilege of conformity, the eventual expropriation of private property, the prohibition of free enterprise.
Don’t roll your eyes. These are reoccurring themes throughout history.
“There is no greater danger than underestimating your opponent.” ~Lao Tzu
Like an avalanche, there’s a nefarious momentum motivating the left, threatening to bury liberty; transforming its followers into the image of itself. And while I don’t fancy looking for liberation from the fractured leadership of the Republican Party envenomed with pinko commie RINOs, there’s little choice. Theirs is the last dominant stand against totalitarianism.
“Whenever Governments mean to invade the rights and liberties of the people, they always attempt to destroy the militia.” ~Elbridge Gerry
“A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms shall not be infringed.” ~Second Amendment
With Freedom shackled and chained and the liberals’ dogged determination to disarm the people’s militia and take over the country to impose a flawed system with a historical record of misery and poverty for all but the elite, I’ll register, donate, vote, and without complaint present a photo ID at the poll.
Of course, it’s all for naught if districts continue to count more votes than they have registered voters.
The USA shouldn’t become [any more of] an increasingly poisonous socialist state masquerading as a free democratic republic and I don’t see avoiding that by singing the praise of leftist religion.
“I ask for, not at once no government, but at once a better government.” ~Henry David Thoreau