Jeff despairs of it ever showing up.
We are under relentless assault by the ugly and the diseased.
The broken among us have marshaled their armies, collected through screens and keyboards, millions of distinct wretches pulled from failure’s depths into concert by the common causes of envy and emptiness. They are the cacophony of evil rendered into reels and TikToks and Instagram influencers.
They hate your grace. They hate your having purpose. They despise your contentment, happiness, security, drive, commitment, capacity to love, to empathize, to nurture, to accept. They hate that you won’t share in their misery, or celebrate their perversions. They demand their grubbiness be normalized across society. They seek to make themselves Law. They are demons. And they are legion.
We are under relentless assault by the ugly and the diseased.
Science is rejected. Reason is reduced to a tattered construct, its threads frayed and its fabric disintegrating under the strain of centuries-long wear. It is the protective garment we failed to care for. And its ruin lays us bare.
Truth is contingent, and the real, unknowable. The world is a tissue of grievances and warring wills. Of oppressors and oppressed. Of masters and slaves. Power is the one true thing. It is its own metaphysics.
The broken among us have issued their call to arms. They have declared war on the normative, the natural, the real, the actual. They seek your surrender. They demand your submission. They have the force of a folly we watched them beatify — and the apparatus of raw power available to normalize that folly, to weaponize it, to wield it like a cudgel.
They have their acolytes, their clergy, their Praetorian Guard, their cynical benefactors writing off tithing on their taxes, the cost of doing business. And we did nothing as they slithered into their strongholds.
We slept while they erected their clumsy tyrannies.
Which will only make it that much harder to bring them tumbling down. Nonetheless, one way or another, down they will certainly come a-tumbling anyway, whether of direct action at long last taken against them or of their own dead, dreary weight. T’was ever thus.
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I’ve said for decades, the left seeks to make normal, abnormal, and abnormal, normal.
The more screwed up people are the easier it is for the power whores to complete their control.
“down they will certainly come a-tumbling”
I hope, but then I recall that the Russian commies were around screwing up the world for a damn long time, and only fell because we opposed them at every juncture.
What happens when we are the new russians? What country will oppose us at every juncture with any power at all?
The answer is none. We were/are an anomaly in the history of man. I worry that is all there will be in the end, a few hundred years of freedom and liberty, and then gone.