Something wicked this way comes…

“We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”  –Tyler Durden in ‘Fight Club’



While the majority of news today will be the dog and pony show of ¡Eleccion! and what exactly the Northeast thinks of who should be the next Caesar is not high on my list of things to contemplate. You may think I am beating a dead horse or stating the obvious, but let it never be said that I fail to rub gratuitous amounts of salt in a wound until the problem is solved. Watch the video, then watch it again. The behavior here is more socially acceptable to a good majority of your countrymen than the Catholics across the street protesting the Planned Parenthood clinic. Ponder that for a moment. This is now what passes for acceptable in modern American culture. Don’t believe me? Then take a look at this or this or this or this or this or this. Am I overtly concerned that some misguided horror movie extras are going to come get me? No. I am using it as a rather poignant example of how far this culture has gone. Students of history wonder how past societies degraded to the point of sacrificing children to Moloch. Given the exponential rate of decline in the twenty-nine years of my life, it’s entirely possible I’ll be able to explain how before I die.

The battle lines continue to be drawn. Technologically and militarily we are the new Indians, but culturally and religiously we are the new Jews. Your very existence is an anathema to a good part of your own country now. Sure it continues to remain under the surface in all but the most crass and brazen of our society, but it exists nonetheless. The vanguards are paving the way for a collective ‘permission’ if you will, as the less crazy and more respectable begin to feel that expressing their true beliefs will no longer incur negative economic and social pressure. Hence the transgender bathroom issues and the bearing down of truly massive amounts of economic capital just to placate .03% of the population and likely less than that of their customer base. From a business standpoint it would never make sense to suggest to the owner of my company that we risk losing 10% of our customers or damaging our brand for customers a) who already employ us and b) would likely not leave if we kept the policy the same. The goal is cultural.

Lastly, there is no white knight. I know it smarts, Cruz supporters. Some would probably accuse me of taking undue pleasure in seeing it all burn to the ground. Some might even go so far as to say in my own little way I am encouraging it. I don’t. The dirt people with which you and I identify with cannot even come to a consensus on something as simple as what to conserve. The election is increasingly resembling what I used to read about the Mexican elections when I was still living in Texas. It’s sense of legitimacy has become laughable. No longer are people like me accused of gross cynicism by thinking men, it has become readily apparent how crooked and deceitful the idea of ‘free elections’ are in America. This isn’t a call to bemoan our condition. I simply want those of you who read my somewhat less than profound thoughts to know this on a visceral level. No more effort needs to be expended by us worrying about or trying to reform the process. Just let it go. Save who you can but let the rest go. It’s actually quite freeing. The future is open, we are standing on the cusp of a new era. Let’s not be unduly tied to the husk of the past and look forward to a place where we or our children can one day be left in peace…as free men.




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