“Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin…And all men do love sin, Will, oh how they love it, never doubt, in all shapes, sizes, colors & smells. Times come when troughs, not tables, suit appetites. Hear a man too loudly praising others & look to wonder if he didn’t just get up from the sty. On the other hand, that unhappy, pale, put-upon man walking by, who looks all guilt & sin, why, often that’s your good man with a capital G, Will. For being good is a fearful occupation; men strain at it & sometimes break in two. I’ve known a few. You work twice as hard to be a farmer as to be his hog. ”
– Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes
A rather cynical part of my soul has been gradually anticipating Donald Trump’s Robert Kennedy moment. Perhaps we almost had it today, perhaps not…I suspect only God knows. I certainly don’t wish the man ill, but nonetheless I would hardly be shocked at the news of his demise. My purpose is not to discuss the man, but to discuss us. Bundy Ranch happened, garnered national attention, and people were angry on both sides. Three months later, Ferguson. The Baltimore riots the following spring. It’s hard to ignore the racial divisions they caused, and the ensuing rise of increasingly militant ‘protests.’ Then came along the Paris attacks last November. People were afraid. Immigration and Syrians became real concerns to some and a sign of bigotry to others. Less than a month later a similar incident in San Bernadino, pushing even more fear and more controversy about things previously taboo. The liberals, including the GOP, have very much boxed themselves in. If race and religion are your twin pillars of identity, as the left has made very clear, then at some point those without the favored melanin or burka will begin to use that thought currency as well. The DNC’s biggest failing was not anticipating the unintended consequences of state-backed segregation…namely, forcing everyone to become racially homogenous voting blocs. Enter Trump. From blue-collar Democrats to white nationalists, the man has cobbled together an impressive voting bloc. We really should be paying attention, and I don’t mean to the election.
The Patriot movement has continued to model itself after the GOP establishment, and rather than concentrate on paddling the lifeboat further away from the Titanic, gleefully continue to stab those paddling in the eye for using the wrong colored paddle, or better yet poke III™ holes in the boat because they don’t like the shape of it. Alexander Kerensky coined the term, “no enemies to the left,” meaning if you were to the left of the Russian Socialist Revolutionary Party politically, he could work with you because there were shared enemies and political overlap. A modest proposal, if you will. “No enemies to the right.” The anarchists, the libertarians, the Constitutionalists, the conservatives, Birchers, alt-right and even those idiotic Glen Beck people are all to the right of the current paradigm. The left has consistently excelled at garnering the support of not just your regular joe mechanic or plumber in places like Pittsburg, but also your full-retard bitransmultinongender greenpeace lesbian. How? They don’t eat their own. Actually listen to a Democratic debate. It’s a love-fest. How have they lost part of their base to Trump? The DNC fractured the base too much under the current regime and the chickens have come home to roost. The primarily Caucasian blue-collar workers lost their jobs to foreign workers, witnessed the hypocrisy of Ferguson and Baltimore being called “peaceful demonstrations” and listened when they were told being white is a microagression and reparations should be a thing. Simply, the Democrats ate their own.
I will undoubtedly be excoriated for this, but it needs to be said. The Patriot movement has morphed into a twisted version of Berkley. Every special little snowflake has his own brand of anarcho-capitalist-pale0-conservaconstitulibertarian that is far and away superior to anything even God Himself could come up with. Does the labeling sound familiar? Trans-cis-bi-gender blah, blah, blah. Then comes the box-checking and posturing. I’m far superior to the Consteeetuuutionalists cuz I’m a fashy-capitalist anarcho-socialite. I get four points on the Hyphen Scale and you get none so that makes me more patriotic if patriotism wasn’t so 18th century…I’m an ironical individualist but I’m so atomistic I felt oppressive telling my limbs what to do because did my arm ever sign a social contract with my brain…I will now go by the name Confederate Limbs of Jesse. Again, sound familiar? Minority lesbian beats liberal white girl, but not tranny muslim vegan. It’s crass but you get my point. The shenanigans need to stop. Now. I hear we care about our “tribe” or family or community, some even care about the country. Then care enough to put the difference between libertarian and constitutionalist aside. Or don’t. You can argue about it in meatspace after the idiots protesting in Chiraq put you in the gulags or ex-Nazi Soros decides turnabout is fair play and Detroit finds a new use for all those abandoned factories and cheap gas. Realistically speaking, the vast majority of the Patriot movement can agree on things like the right to self defense, the right to own property, the right to free expression and free trade. To the left of that, lies our enemy. Attack them. Don’t debate whether self-defense is a God-given right or because of some evolutionary prerogative for self-preservation of the species. Who cares? Does it really matter if you’re dead? Here’s a sobering thought to those fall-on-your-sword types. Hope you don’t have kids. While you’re busy killing the movement over Jefferson v. Adams v. Bastiat intellectual cage matches, they get to live with the results of your intractability. What kind of person sees the train coming but doesn’t kick their family out of the way rather than win an argument over what type of diesel is in the locomotive? Work with people whether you agree on everything or not. You obviously manage to do it at work. If we fail to put aside our petty differences and remain balkanized, WE. WILL. LOSE. Which is more important to you, winning the argument or winning the war? People say they hate the way things are, I largely don’t buy it. If the Patriot movement really, truly, deep down in the very fiber of our being, hated the cowards and traitors who have destroyed our way of life, then we would be doing whatever it takes with whomever it takes.
So this is my plea, for the love of God can we stop with the purism and mirror mirror on the wall who’s the biggest patriot of them all? Find common ground and let’s concentrate on the real enemy and not the guy who agrees with 90% of what you believe. I implore us to be good men. The kind who can come together and disagree but still work productively together. Men willing to further a common goal and attack a common evil aimed at the destruction of every one of us. As Bradbury said, being good is a fearful occupation. Particularly in times such as these, the twilight of an empire. Less stabbing and more paddling would be much appreciated.