Analysis interruptus
Proposition: America is no longer what it once was because Americans are no longer what they once were. Discuss.
The left isn’t wrong when they paint conservatives as natural enemies of “our democracy.” There is nothing conservative about the radically egalitarian system that governs the country, which turns politics into a race to the bottom, a game at which the left naturally excels. The left, in all times and places, has thrived on destruction and decay. The muddled, obese, foreign mass that is today called “the American people” has only a faint connection to the sturdy, adventurous Anglo-Saxons who founded the nation. Their values – freedom of speech, property rights, religious toleration, free enterprise – it is not surprising to find, are being trampled by the government we now have, which imposes tyranny from above with the support and legitimacy of “we the people,” or what has become of the people, below.
As the country degenerates, the left grows more and more extreme without ever paying a price at the polls. On the other hand, the right is under constant pressure to moderate an already liberal agenda in a futile effort to delay extinction. What passes for conservatism has retreated to the slippery redoubts of “parental rights,” platitudes about women’s sports and “nation of immigrants” pablum.
The ugly beast of socialism, led by the stalking horse of “democracy,” is killing America from the inside. Politics and culture revolve around the grievances of the weak and the envious. To speak of great projects, or even the low bar of sobriety in government, is an absurdity amidst the deafening cry for revenge against white men and the civilization they built. Our courts have been taken hostage by lynch mobs. Decadent judges showboat for approval from the crowd. Power is wielded with a heavy hand against the enemies of the revolution, while violent criminals roam free. No one in authority accepts accountability. The soul of “democracy” is captured well by the obscene spectacle of Donald Trump’s show trial, led by patently unqualified, racially aggrieved prosecutors.
Those who find the present state of things tolerable, or even good, will never be shaken out of their delusions. One cannot feel too sorry for them when they come face to face with the creatures vomited out of the belly of their beloved “democracy.” If there is any hope of leaving this cesspool of mediocrity and disorder, it lies not with soft and flabby conservatism, which has utterly failed to yoke its vision to an unwilling, degenerate nation, but a politics that is willing to raise the bar.
And there it is yet again: The only hope, the last hope, is “a politics that is willing to raise the bar.” Sweet Christ on a crutch, what does that word-salad even mean? In such an emergency as Real Americans now confront, can it be said to mean anything at all, in practical terms?
There’s some merit to be found here and there in what the author is saying, admittedly. Moreover, it’s too true that with the bloated central government we now groan under, a cautious circumspection about what one says publicly is certainly a good and neccessary thing, if only as a matter of simple self-preservation. In times so parlous, you can’t fairly fault a guy too much for stepping a bit lightly.
That said, I’m beginning to feel more and more as if I want to just go through my browser bookmarks with a weed-whacker, trimming away all the mealy-mouthed tapdancing around what we all know the central issues and options to be, so as to allay all the steadily-mounting angst, frustration, and heartburn this kind of thing causes me. I swear, if I never have to read another article wherein the author rocks it hard right up til the last paragraph or two, spraying the landscape with full-auto blasts of high-caliber Truth only to pull out and wave that flaccid “political solutions” pud around as if it was an insight to take pride in, I’ll be a much happier man for it.
If you’ve noticed of late that I’m wandering further and further afield from national politics and current affairs—for most of its existence the primary focus of this hogwallow—instead writing more and more on subjects like music, cars and/or motorcycles, military aircraft I dig, and such-like fripperies…well, now you know why.
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