Sauve qui peut. Sauve qui peut. This is me sounding the toc sin. Sauve qui peut. NOW.
Okay, you know and I know that I believe in the end we win they lose. But that’s in the end. There’s the in between time to get through.
And I told you the waters will get mighty rough. I failed to estimate just how rough. Partly because I failed to appreciate how Rat on Meth the opposition is, and how bottomlessly, bizarrely, almost impossibly stupid. Note this is not a natural stupidity. That has limits. This is the stupidity of otherwise normal (though not half as smart as they think they are) people. People who’ve gone to school to be that dumb. People so spoiled, so “educated”, so convinced that they’re speshul that they not only can’t find their ass with two hands but are convinced someone else will always wipe it for them.
Or as I have put it in the past, this is fourth generation communists in charge of every organization, every major institution, everything that is used to keep the nation running. Now, mind you the country isn’t communist. They just took over our institutions, which — given full control of the media, as they had when the long march began — in the past would have given them absolute and total control over the country.
Communism is an amazing thing. It achieves in four generations what took the royal houses of Europe ten to achieve via incest and genetic messes: leaders so useless that it takes three tries to figure out on which end to put the crown.
Worse, the crowned heads of Europe had some excuse. Most of them were genetic rejects. Communism does this with perfectly normal if not brilliant people by simply training them to bark like seals and clap at received wisdom and never, ever, ever, let a seed of doubt of a shred of thought get in the way.
The first generation of commies were evil (There is no option for non-evil, in a philosophy that enshrines envy as a virtue) but cunning and smart, and often lied to themselves about their own goodness. But they knew that given a chance people wouldn’t back them. So once they took over something (or even got a foot in the door) they had to bring in their ideological brethren. The problem of course being most of those weren’t that smart, and were more evil than cunning or competent. So the second generation was perceptibly less competent than the first, but still competent enough that given mass media control, and insistence that these were “the best people.” The fourth generation, which is where I came in, had become somewhat noticeably incompetent. If you were in the field (whatever field) you knew that they were selling less/doing less/less efficient/less sane than the preceding generations. But people outside still could be kept from noticing. And there were enough of us mobi-ing to keep the whole thing from collapsing by being normal-person competent. I suspect most of the left in our fields knew we weren’t on their side, or at least suspected so. But they tolerated us, while treating us like crap, because we sold just enough, or whatever to keep them in business. (Whatever the business.)
And then about 10 years ago that changed. You had to be fully on board zombified to stay employed. 4th generation. They don’t know how things run, and they don’t really think things need to run. They believe they can control everything by the same means they got promoted/hired/pushed up the ladder: WORDS. They think that words and performative and reality is irrelevant.
And here we are.
Apologies for linking National Review until they acknowledge their Never-Trump part in this mess, but As the Economy Crumbles and CALIFORNIA DROVE TRUCKERS OUT OF BUSINESS. NOW STORE SHELVES ARE EMPTY and so much, so much else. You can find it without looking too far.
And the problem isn’t even that everything is fucked. A semi-competent administration, say generation 2 commies, or an effed up but with some non-commie zombies in the midst could fix this up in no time.
The problem is that they don’t realize anything is wrong. They — and this administration is all 4th generation, including Joe who is an early member — are all 4th generation. All Cargo Cult Communism.
They’re going on the experience of their lives: say the right words and everything is WONDERFUL and PERFECT. It works.
So we get the administration laboring over PRONOUNS as the economy disintegrates. We get the Junta pushing “get the jab” in a labor shortage. And none of them would DREAM of challenging the holy environmentalism of California, even if it starves the country.
It is tempting to attribute it to malice. And there is malice. As I said, any ideology that sanctifies envy is not on the side of angels. BUT it’s not as coordinated and epic malice as you’d think. It’s just… performative stupidity and thinking they can say the right words and magically there will be rainbows and unicorns.
Part of the issue is that Occasional Cortex is not that far from 4th generation mainstream. She’s just stupid enough to talk about it. And her stupid, bizarre idea that in the green new deal we could just pay “Native Americans” to advise us on the environment is the type of thing they think. The noble savage spun through a thousand woke tales, and having nothing to do with real life blood and sinew humans, who you know? actually are mostly European since Amerindian genes got overwhelmed, but even if they weren’t wouldn’t be some of kind of magical mystical environment fairy.
They really believe in the magic of the right words. They really don’t believe in reality. Which means it’s all going to come apart at speed.
Yeah, we probably can put it back together. We’re Americans. But count on a rough, rough year. If we’re lucky no deaths from famine, but it’s going to come damn close.
And no, the idiots at the top of all our institutions will refuse to admit anything is even wrong. Because if they admit something is wrong, then they can’t change reality with their words.
They’re attempting a stunt on the level of levitating the Denver Mint, which they tried at the 2008 DNC, but with the entire country.
It’s going to get rough. And bumpy. Hold on to the sides of the boat. And prep.
Yes, like most kids who remember the 70s I’m skeptical of prepping. I’m also really bad at it. But we need to boys and girls. Food. Medicine (And that’s a how do you do given prescription meds. I’m trying to get some of my medical peeps to give us lists of herbal OTC stuff we can stock that while they might not be as effective as the meds (they won’t be) might keep some people alive.)
Get ready for year from hell, and then just very rough times as we rebuild. Remember freedom seeds because #teamheadsonpikes looks poised to have a go, and you know, our side has lousy target acquisition.
Good people are going to die. Innocents are going to die through this. Form what association you can, even among commenters here. Prepare to take care of yourself and those you love.
Don’t be fooled into a false sense of security. The type of collapse we — probably all — are sensing is first slow then very fast.
And yes, what a time (I picked to stop sniffing glue or rather) for me to be strapped for money and unable to fully prep?
The water is going to get rough. Keep your clothes and ammo where you can find them in the dark, and get ready for a year of suckage.