It was all spelled out in black and white, available for all to see, and had been since before I was born. The future was to be a borderless world in which people, money, goods, and services moved unfettered under the custody of an international class of credentialed technocrats, and the United States was to be its prophet. Globalism wasn’t a conspiracy; it was the consensus. It was institutionalized. It was the ethos of those who shaped and implemented policy, whether they be entrenched in academia, business and finance, or government and its bureaucracy, “and if you didn’t like it, you better learn to love it” as the poet said.
With the 2016 election, I was floored to find a candidate running for office who dared to call it by name. America was being betrayed by corrupt and incompetent leaders and looted by scavengers, and by God, that was gonna change. There was to be an end to open-ended wars abroad with vague objectives. American policy, whether on economics or immigration, would be fashioned to benefit actual Americans rather than the nebulous false god of Humanity at large. Whether he was sincere or if he’d make good or not was almost irrelevant. It was worth voting for him, if for no other reason than to put a shot across the bow of globalists.
The years since then have been a parade of funhouse mirrors with one grotesque caricature or farce after another portrayed to us by a hostile media driven mad with their diminishing loss of control over the proles. The usual suspects trot out their “experts” and act out an almost vaudeville routine to try and seduce the world with what we later discover to be half-truths if not outright lies.
What has happened with this year’s election, however, is beyond the pale.
In their obsession to oust the orange monster in their minds, the aspiring global managerial class has crossed a line and this demands a response.
When we enter the service, we swear an oath to “defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies both foreign and domestic.” What does that mean though when the majority of those on the other side of that oath see it merely as a means to manipulate your sense of honor or love of country? What does it mean when that constitution no longer describes the way power really works in America now, or fails to address the international networks of patronage that truly dictate policy today? How do concepts like treason even apply when almost the entire political class (and especially those who teach them) ceased to believe in nations long ago and have elected instead to offer up what remains on the altar of a utopia that will never come?
We have been betrayed and it’s time to stop tolerating it.
It still shocks me, although I know it shouldn’t, that the overwhelming majority of national elected officeholders swear the same oath to uphold and defend the Constitution as soldiers and cops do, with no intention whatsoever of upholding it—as if such oaths were without meaning or weight, just an outdated dumbshow undergone before being authorized to wield levels of power that, were they men with integrity enough to honor the solemn oaths they swear to, would not even exist at all.
Thereby proving yet again that the “people” we elect are in truth the very last ones on earth a self-respecting citizenry would want governing them.
That Trump turned out to be the Last Man Of Integrity was somewhat out of Left Field only because I had never thought about it before.
He is the Mule and they’re STILL trying to figure out how this guy managed to overturn all their Plans of Mathematical Precision run through their Computer Models of Exacting Detail and designed to handle Every Challenge to their Authority Imaginable.
They couldn’t imagine Trump, but the evil basterds could imagine a Scaredemic used to scare shitlesss enough people to put us on House Arrest and use Fake Ballots to try to Steal This Election.
I Still Trust in Trump to pull something out and I won’t Lose Faith until he walks out of the White House and someone else steps in.
At which point I will Lose All Faith in Everything.
Yea, with you there.