There is at this moment a road, once as familiar to me as my own hand, which I shall never walk again. There are faces I’ll never see again, voices I’ll never hear again in person. There are people alive and theoretically accessible to me in the world right now, that I will never see in person again, no matter how much I want to. And one of those might very well be the first person I remember being aware of loving.
Some of that is normal and natural, a consequence not only of our being ephemeral creatures, but of our being ephemeral creatures who move about a lot. I knew when moving to the US there would come a time grandma would go without my seeing her again. That almost for sure the last time I saw her would be without being aware it was the last. That it was entirely possible — and it happened — that at some point that most familiar of paths would be closed to me: into the little iron gate, through the tenants’ patio and the washing tank area, past the wood gate grandad made, and the grove of the orange tree, over the little bridge besides the workshop and into the big patio with calla lilies at the end, up the patio and into the open kitchen door.
It doesn’t really matter that I’d give a limb or years of life to take that path again and have tea with grandma just once more. And I knew that it wouldn’t last forever since that dream when I was eight, when I followed the path and went into the kitchen, and called, and grandma was gone and would never be coming back. It was a dream then, but I was smart enough to realize it would be true one day.
We can rail about the human condition — I do, most humans do — but it is what it is.
The problem is right now we’re experiencing that sort of splitting and closing off for no good reason. At the whim of people who are bent on destruction of everything that’s civilized, everything that’s human, and if given their head, probably everything that lives.
At the beginning of the fauxdemic — though later she became convinced, being elderly and having a TV in every room of the house — mom said “It seems we’re going backward for a time.”
We aren’t so much going backward as being shoved backward. Every place in the world is in ferment and revolt (you’re not alone. The media just isn’t reporting it) because the self-proclaimed elites, having seized power are carrying on a program of isolating, starving and killing those they have power over.
I’m not exaggerating, and there is no sane reason for this. It’s an insensate fury composed of anger at not getting the utopia they thought they were promised and not being worshiped as the godlings they think they are.
Generations were brought up being told that utopia was possible in this earth, and that they were the brightest, best educated, etc. ever to walk the Earth. Then they have to face they’re not. In the past most people realized they were not in elementary school, or when pitched against something really difficult. But these last few generations of the “elite” (these are almost all rich kids. The others hit their nose on reality sooner or later) have had everything catering to them, and their self -esteem burnished willingly by those hoping to profit from their largess or afraid of their litigious parents. And the media, which the left controlled, went on, calling them brilliant, wonderful, beautiful (remember when they tried to convince us Michelle Obama is beautiful, or Occasional Cortex is brilliant) and with the monopoly on the media, everyone went along. They were never told no. Ever.
As a result, they’re spoiled kids — even those who are in their ninth decade — and like all spoiled kids, they are unsatisfied, unhappy, purposeless and frustrated. They keep trying to distinguish themselves, thinking they’ll love their lives more, if only they can have privileges not allowed to everyone else. And not like flying first class while the serfs fly coach, no. They want to fly while the serfs aren’t even allowed to drive. They want to eat juicy steaks while the serfs have to eat bugs.
That was what the whole covidiocy (singularly ineffective at controlling ANY virus, but great to establish status) and the climate scam are about. None of it makes any sense otherwise. Eating bugs is not good for the environment (it’s not good for humans, either) because they eat more pound per pound than cows. Solar and wind energy are not only worse for the environment, they can’t subsist without oil (Seriously, how do you transport the panels, etc?)) And the batteries are way more toxic and polluting than even mid 20th century oil motors (which are not what we use. We’ve come a long way, baby.)
However, if you have to live in the dark, use candles, can’t drive, and have to shower in cold water, the “elite” will know they’re special. And maybe then they’ll be happy?
Spoiler, they won’t be happy. Right now there is still a branch that keeps thinking of more and more stuff to humiliate us, partly because we’re not obeying. Think of the rich, spoiled kid when kids on the playground ignore her, and you have their measure.
But the others are starting to realize not only don’t we obey them, but if we did it wouldn’t make them happy. Humiliating us won’t fix what’s broken in them. Eating steak in front of starving people won’t make them feel better.
So they’ve moved into “We just want you to die.” Almost everything now is designed to kill off vast amounts of humans. Their excuse of course is “population explosion” but most people know there’s no such thing.
They’re trying to do to us what PETA does to animals it claims to protect: kill them, because that’s the only protection. And because who wants those animals around, anyway.
They hate everything that loves man, even cats and dogs. And every domestic animal grown for man or in partnership with man.
They’re declaring off limits any source of energy that works, including hydroelectric and nuclear, because that enables people to live with a modicum of hygiene and dignity.
And part of what they’re doing is isolating us physically. Yes, I probably could go to Europe one last time. It’s still being debated, over here. Except I’m not ready to conform to nonsensical airplane mask rules (I have asthma. It’s very non-bueno.) And because I’m aware of the fragility of the whole edifice, I’m afraid of being stranded there. It’s part of the reason we’re driving everywhere.
The fragility of the whole edifice is because we’ve started ignoring/fighting back against the rich, spoiled toddlers who think they’re in charge. It’s more fraught than you can imagine. And could come down any minute. Will almost certainly come down, worldwide, once the scarcity of Fall and Winter hits, and that’s before they try to fraud elections here.
They can’t win. But as we plunge into whatever this is, as we go backwards for a time, I feel like people are still not aware of the intensity with which these elitists hate us. Us, the west. Us, all of humanity. Us, all of mammals. Us, every living thing.
They are unhappy and can’t figure out why, and so they turn their hatred outwards, and it must be the fault of everyone and everything that failed to be perfect and love them unconditionally. That is, everything.
Most of them aren’t even fully aware that is what they want, but they reveal it, suddenly, in looks of malice and glee when they are told of mass deaths, or losses of agriculture.
We need to be aware of it, because they must not be allowed to spread their poison or make it sound like they “care so much.”
Point out the inconsistencies in their practices. Rip the masks all the way off.
In whatever is to come (and yes, I’m still praying it passes us) we need to see clearly.
No more lies now.