I understand the people attempting to start a “war” over the Biden election because, once upon a time, I was one of them. I used to be an angry young man with a chip on my shoulder as big as all outdoors. The only reason I didn’t march on something was because I could not communicate with others who shared my solitary, disgruntled, self-defeating way of life.
But now, whether we like it or not, this sad bunch of guys who really need to lighten-up can talk to each other and encourage each other into being even bigger fools than I ever was. It’s possible, now, to wallow in the self-pitying reality of the guy who is angry about his particular variety of feel-good sauce has been taken off the market and is no longer sold in America. When you hate yourself for failing to be something, you can’t process the idea that the something you wanted to be was no good to begin with.
There is little to fear from these goofs who claim to be tough guys and wave guns around. The same kind of goofs sat down and shut up when the Jim Crow era ended down south, and they will sit down and shut up now. But they won’t get better. If only someone could make them understand how off-base they are. They are supporting a system of hyper-masculine propaganda that DOES NOTHING FOR THEM. The very system that HURTS them is what they are trying to defend, having been fed the most obvious bait from garbage sources like “Q-Anon” in the form of rumors about pedophiles in government.
It’s all crap. It won’t amount to much.
As long as the poison from the lies told about the 9/11 attacks, and the endless wars that followed, continues to flow in the veins of the American nation, we will grow sicker and sicker and eventually, if this poison is allowed to remain, what was once great will slowly die. Poisoned by what was intended, no doubt, to bring about “The American Century.” What a waste.