Humans are social great apes. That means at a very deep level in our architecture is the certainty that if we offend the group at large, we’re going to get chased away from the band and die in the wilderness.
Mind you the ability to stand apart from the group and say “This far and no further” or even “no, you’re all wrong and I’m right” vary greatly from individual to individual. Some have a lot, some have very little. But in the end all of us, to some extent, flinch at the idea of being at odds with the majority of our group/society.
This has been the weapon used by the left (and the psy-ops troops of the USSR for the longest time. BIRM) to force their corrupt rot into every nook and cranie of society, corrupting schooling, art, even religion with their Marxist anti-reality pap.
When people marvel at the fact that the west is quite literally choosing to commit suicide by surrendering to some of the least functional societies in the world, and surrendering to its own criminals, and paying to appease the non-productive and outright destructive members of their societies?
They shouldn’t marvel. People are not choosing that. They are choosing not to speak out against what they think is the overwhelming consensus of their society, repeated at them through schooling, information channels, even art. Each individually is afraid of getting cast out of the band if they don’t go along with what is objectively social suicide.
This also tells you how and where it’s failing. It’s failing here — largely here — because we know the consensus is not overwhelming and in fact we have reason — seriously guys, no one fights against clean elections, unless the fraud is favoring them. And for a whole, supposedly major party to do it? It’s saying the quiet part out loud — to believe the stuff pushed out of official media and the mass industrial information/art/opinion complex is a very minority ideology. Here, where social media and blogs — blogs! — that talk of books and public affairs have been a force in the land for a good 25 years, we have found places to meet, places to realize we’re not alone.
Why hasn’t it happened in the rest of the world? I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I swear it only took off in the US because of 9/11. Faced with a trauma we had to process, we hit the blogs. Blogs that were about music, or culture or whatever became about politics overnight. And the most successful ones and most of them were from a perspective that ran contrarian to the leftist establishment. Perhaps it took Rush Limbaugh’s seed, planted with his AM radio program, too. Perhaps that had already given people an inkling of not being alone, perhaps it had seeded a bit of courage. In that sense perhaps all of us who hit the blogs (for me for many years only as a commenter, under a false identity because baby needed shoes and trad pub was the only game in town) were children of Rush’s, fanning out into the world. And now of course there is twitter. The rest of the world uses it, to the extent they can, of course, but it’s not quite the same as the hurley burley of American twitter with the limits mostly removed since Elon bought it.
The other side is fighting, because they know that their only weapon, their only strength is the ILLUSION of unity and consensus, against whom most people cannot stand. If that illusion is shattered for good and all, and it’s been getting chipped more and more every year, they have nothing.
The other side is fighting very successfully — it will be successful for a while. But such tactics don’t endure forever — to silence all alternative media in other countries. They tried it here, too, but thank heavens even under the Auto Pen it never took. There are too many of us — a rabble in blogs — for them to silence every one, no matter how hard they tried. And ooh, boy, did they try hard. We also have have the first amendment, our foundational belief in everyone’s right to speak out which also stands as the law of the land, and makes cute ideas like the attempted ministry of truth die aborning. (So may it ever be.)
It’s probably the best time ever to be a dissenter, an Odd, someone who sticks out.
Is it a great time? See the beginning of this post: Sticking out is never easy, not even now. The other side scores some amazing psy-ops victories every now and then, and it seems to be my fate to stand in front of the rushing crowd going “that thing behind you is a man wearing a bear costume. It’s not real.”
The one you all shared with me — okay almost all. But the rest of you came back after a while — was the covidiocy. Most of you, at least after a while went “Wait the heck up” and most of you, those who could at all without losing jobs, stood up and shouted “that’s not real.” I’m very proud to be in your company, all of you.
And I think that’s when the last of my fear of standing out died. Because it was so obviously a psy-ops. So obviously a massive lie.
You have to understand, I started out, when I started this blog and was still deep in the political closet, so conflict avoidant, so afraid of being thrown out of the ape band, that when I said something slightly out of turn I worried for a month over it.
But I had to come out of the political closet. I felt as though I was selling my soul and not even for very much. Just continued publication. And — if we’re going to talk about my pre-Baen career — publication that was a compromise between what I’d like to do and what I was allowed to. Honestly, it felt like I couldn’t be myself even inside my own head.
And so, even I — coward though I was — was forced out of hiding, step by step, bit by bit. And found out that though the walls did fall on my head, it didn’t kill me. So I took another step.
And then Covid broke me. When my mother asked “How can you be so sure you’re right, when everyone else says you’re wrong.” I told her the truth “Because the numbers say I’m right. Because what the people in power are doing makes no sense if this were a real pandemic. There would be people dead in every street corner. Because the facts are on my side.”
Which leads us to where we are today.
I do know that many of you can’t come out of the political closet. Many of you can’t speak out. You’d lose jobs, or families, or whatever little piece of reality you’ve carved out as a niche for yourselves.
I’m not telling you to. I stayed quiet as long as as I could.
But if you’re not held back by such considerations, if it’s just fear of standing out; just fear of disagreeing… Consider the courage to simply be. To simply say what you observe and believe.
It will be very scary at first. Yes, there will be some (Ah!) negative consequences. But you don’t actually get kicked out of the band and into the outer darkness to die.
You just find another band. And you sleep better at night. And recognize the person in the mirror in the morning.
It’s not much, but ask yourself: what kind of movement makes it impossible for people to simply be? To simply speak frankly of what they know and see?
The power is not on our opponents’ side. The only power they have to keep you silent. To make you feel alone.
And that power is waning by the day.
You are not alone. Chances are you’re a part of a vast majority.
Be not afraid. Find the courage to be who you are, to know what you know. Even if you can’t speak out, don’t be afraid to think.
In the end we win, they lose.
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