The Trial of Victimhood and Progressive Faith

It was really just a joke, I swear. I think of something that makes me laugh, and I want to share. Mrs. Larcey was right all along, standing in our empty Bio lab deep in 1994, it’s true- I do think I’m funny. But this was meant to be harmless! My god! Just a little bit of joking around after having my car broken into.

First time in my life too. I got in my car Sunday morning, ready to go to the gym, thinking “gee, I don’t remember throwing all my stuff around like a crazy person,” before it hit me:

I was the victim of a crime.

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Sexual Selection and “Teen Mom”

While I haven’t seen Christine in years, every time we catch up the conversation ends with her saying something like, “well, as long as you’re happy…” She doesn’t understand why I’ve never left the suburbs, nor have I had any real desire to do so. Even more troubling to Christine, the idea that I may be happy with this.

For a conscious man wading through the muck of modern treachery, yes, I am fairly happy. Living in the city never appealed to me; there is nothing better than a quiet summer night. Everything I need is a car ride away, and since I was never really much of a drinker, I rarely had to face the quandary of getting home from a bar.

But, like always, there was more at stake than what Christine was capable of understanding. We may as well have been playing out roles on a reality TV show- not exactly scripted, but loosely scripted. It was hardly a genuine conversation. Even if neither party felt the overt grasp of invisible puppet strings guiding our interaction- our thoughts, our feelings, our desires, our identity- they are deeply present regardless of our being conscious of them.

Understanding the presence of these puppet strings is what separates the conscious man from the unconscious man. Understanding the depth of their control dictates the level of consciousness. And understanding the true power of these influences can make a man omniscient.

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Donald Trump and Heartbreak

Abortion is a non-issue in pre-collapse America. While it’s certainly a practice which renders the woman a victim- of her own short sighted naivete- it isn’t a conversation that needs to be had in our current state of decline.

This is what separates the naive cuckservative from the savvy reactionary: Alternative 1985 America cannot be saved, and the warm fuzzy 1955, the one with the Enchantment Under the Sea dance, has been erased- the only path available is a complete reset.

As a politician, Donald Trump can’t outright say that America must be destroyed so he’s instead reframed the dark message of reboot into a glossier, big budget, Hollywood-style blockbuster: Make America Great Again. But it then becomes important to examine what was lost in translation.

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