The primary drivers of all modern existence.
Even if TEOTWAWKI doesn’t take the form of WW3, TEOTWAWKI has arrived. It’s here. Is it the apocalypse? Are we all going to be eating bugs or shooting zombies by this time next year? I don’t know; probably not. But the world as we knew it is over.
And our immediate future will be shaped by madmen and morons.
You waste your time if you try to reason out the catastrophes they’re causing. You grant them too much dignity and credence if you argue what they should be doing instead of what they’re now doing. You misdirect your life if you engage with them or their numerous useful idiots as if they were decent, sensible people. You’re laughable if you try to reform them. You’re delusional if you believe some Hero of Liberty will sweep in and drain the swamp. You’re pathetic if you still, after all you’ve seen and experienced, imagine that “electing the right people” will work for the good of the nation or the world. The “right people” (right in their own minds, that is) are already running things and you will probably never even learn most of their names.
Get that in your head if you haven’t already. The world as we know it is already gone, and now it’s time for us to move beyond it and — with some luck — help shape the world we hope will come.
By George, I think she’s got it. Later, Claire cites one Einstein’s best lines as prelude for some equally outstanding, but more cheerful, ones from Tolkien.
I keep thinking about what Einstein said — that he didn’t know what weapons WW3 would be fought with, but he was pretty sure WW4 would be fought with sticks and stones.
…Because Einstein may have been right, but so was Tolkein:
[E]vil labours with vast power and perpetual success – in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in…
It is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to do what is in us for the succour of those years wherein we are set, uprooting the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have clean earth to till. What weather they shall have is not ours to rule….
I do not know what is happening. The reason of my waking mind tells me that great evil has befallen and we stand at the end of days. But my heart says nay; and all my limbs are light, and a hope and joy are come to me that no reason can deny. […] I do not believe that darkness will endure!
Despite however pessimistic or cynical I may often wax, I must admit that, in the end, my truest heart belongs to dear old John Ronald Reuel. And now, while we’re being all cheerful and all, plus since I swiped a line from it earlier, let’s enjoy ourselves a few snippets from a most wonderful flick, shall we?
They just don’t make ’em like Harrison, Hepburn, and My Fair Lady anymore, to our incalculable loss.