Let’s cut the horseshit, kids.
There are not “Democrats” and “Republicans”.
There are not “Conservatives” and “Never Trumpers”.
Can we get serious?
There are Totalitarian Communists. And then, everybody else.
That group of “everybody else”? Those are Americans.
There is nothing American about Totalitarian Communism.
Never has been. Never will be.
You aren’t going to carve out enclaves of “Free America”. Because it means you’d have to cede refuges for totalitarian communism somewhere else, and nearby. Like that would ever work, once in human history. How did that go in Korea? Vietnam? Laos? Cambodia? Cuba? Venezuela? Hungary? Czechoslovakia? Poland? And countless other places? They’re never satisfied with less than everything, and once they’ve got that, they smash it to pieces while gorging at the trough themselves, and devil take everyone else. It always ends in a pyramid of human skulls, every damned time it’s tried. Fuck that idea, sideways, with a dull rusty chainsaw.
You aren’t going to pick the peas, carrots, and scrambled egg out of the fried rice, and divvy up neat little enclaves.
It’s not possible.
It’s not practical.
And no one could ever do it, in a million years.
And even if you magically could, where in hell do you think you’d put them?? No one else wants them, here nor anywhere else. You might could palm them off on Cuba, but only if they can swim there.
The only thing that will work EVER, is going to be bog-simple:
One side is going to be alive within US territory afterwards. One side is not.
That’s what “existential” means.
One side is going to exist.
The other side is going to cease to exist.
If anybody is still hazy on the concept, I invite you to discuss what this looks like with the Carthaginians. Shout loud: Tunisia is a long ways off, and it’s hard to hear with six feet of dirt over your bones.
So make your decision whether you’re going to be the Romans, or the Carthaginians, in the next such struggle. It’s coming at you like a freight train, and there’s no third option if you plan to live in the U.S.
I’d love to be able to say he’s wrong, but I can’t. Because, y’know, he isn’t. The above post might be considered as furtherance of an earlier full-throttle burst of high-speed, low-drag reality, to wit:
You can’t make peace with cancer. Either you kill it, or it kills you. Decide.
The coming conflict is going to be street-to-street, house-to-house, floor-to-floor, and in some families, room-to-room. Stop kidding yourselves, and wrap your heads around that reality.
The only way this can be carried out, is to win it all back. If that means we carry on afterwards with half the population – or more – gone forever, so be it.
This isn’t just going to get uglier than you imagine before it’s over.
It’s going to get uglier than you can imagine.
Bottom line? Still and forever this: KILL. THEM. ALL. That, or surrender and die your own self. And that’s it, ALL of it—full stop, end of fucking story. There is no in-between, there is no third way, there is no alternative path. Nothing to it but to do it. As the Bible says: Thou shalt not suffer a Commie to live.
…Okay, okay, it doesn’t say THAT, precisely. Maybe it should.