It feels as if we're characters in a dystopian Tennison Long novel. Our reality resembles a crumbling palace where time-honored societal norms have been summarily cast aside, leaving us suspended between the Stone Age and medieval times. Meanwhile, Big Pharma conducts an ongoing, ethically questionable experiment on the public. Their actions have an underlying air of illegality, and those who don't conform realize that the ultimate act of defiance is opting out.
In this post-postmodern America, there's a subtle call to resist conformity at all costs because unquestioningly following orders might lead to one's downfall. It's like the harrowing moments during the Twin Towers' evacuation, when loudspeakers instructed people to return to their office floors, or the Maui barricades blocking exits. Survival often means driving a different path.
The ongoing suspicion, almost a paranoia, is not unfounded. When your instincts tell you something, it's crucial to pay attention. Your gut doesn't embellish or serve corporate interests; it's there for your survival and rejects attempts at manipulation.
The constant barrage from the thought police, with their cleverly crafted language, must be steadfastly ignored. Your survival depends on not heeding their commands, which can harm your health and financial well-being. It's better to remain cautious and inactive than fall for their cognitive dissonance and manufactured emotions, which could lead to a figurative heart attack.
For a more optimistic perspective, we have the Constitution and the Bill of Rights, steadfast documents that protect against encroaching ideologies. If your viewpoint is limited by mainstream media, it's no wonder you might feel depressed, trapped in a state of inaction by the talking heads. True relief comes from connecting with nature, stepping away from devices, perhaps engaging in forest bathing or grounding with bare feet on sand or grass. This distance from perceived problems allows you to sift through the layers of deception thrown your way.
Remember, unless your town is hit by a direct nuclear strike, you will endure this crisis, the next, and the never-ending cycle of fresh outrage. Succumbing to this cycle would make you a willing victim. But if you step back, you'll see the technofascists for what they are: puppets manipulated by others with swiftly waning agendas. Their own unpopularity undermines the facade of modern American life, which has become a theatrical display of anger, impending doom, lockdowns, mandates, currency devaluation, and repeated failures.
Laugh at these sound bites. They're dead on arrival. Climate fears, 15-minute cities, the end of meat—see these as failures and chuckle. It's easier for people of faith, as politics occupies a lower rung in their hierarchy of needs. It's understandable that the faithless cling to politics as if seeking new prophets.
If we stand for freedom while shedding any lingering sense of helplessness, the idea of America's imminent demise becomes less plausible. Upon reflection, one might even believe that America has no way to go but up. Regardless of the circus of five hundred and thirty-six corrupt individuals in the federal government, there are nearly four hundred million citizens, including combat veterans, overburdened parents, hardworking laborers, devoted immigrants, and those who have been wronged. Armed with the legacy of frontier pioneers, gold miners, cowboys, and indigenous peoples, they represent the essence of the Magna Carta. Nobody is ready to give up on America that easily. Perhaps there are a few so-called "lizard people" who are involved in nefarious activities, but their attempts at peddling parenting and medical advice are outlandish.
Remember, we are swifter than them, quicker than their illicit tactics. We possess all the tools, while they rely on the artifice of tyrannical inclinations. Embrace the absurd and refuse to let America be tampered with. Without humor, everything may seem bleak and dire, so our task is to find humor again, especially in the ongoing circus that surrounds us. People are strange and we are all strangers in this journey called life. Some are doing well, while others are living on the streets. Let the fear of impending doom motivate you to wake up each morning, and may your definition of the good life be based on how your day unfolds.
