I can’t say that America is suffering from and through its worst generation gap. That would, IMHO, be the cap in outlook, beliefs, and patriotism between the Silent Generation and the Baby Boomers (Hippies). I can say, however, that the gap between the Millennials (Gen Y) and a significant subset of Generation Z and all former generations of Americans is both disgusting and profound.
But yeah! Greta Thunberg’s generation is going to start a revolution? Not very likely unless it can function and make an impact via social media and #Hashtaggery alone. :LOL:
Ah yes, in the minds of America’s domestic enemies we a the deplorables, as Hillary suitably and dutifully labeled us. Perhaps though, Hillary and those she supposedly represents should have better studied history and what can happen when the deplorables have had enough. After all, 222 years and 1 continent shouldn’t be too far for them to look.
Perhaps they need a reminder that the Girondins failed and that a Jacobinian solution is not something that we oh-so-deplorable churls automatically balk at. Perhaps it’s time for Americans to put the ways of Brissot behind us and adopt those of Robespierre.
This pretty much sums it up. No cohesive force for change can come from #Hashtaggery or any other form of impersonal, social-media-centric communication platform. Revolutions need leaders to shape and manage the goals and methodologies of the movement and Twitter and other such platforms don’t provide that.
At most and best, all that #Hashtaggery can provide is a generalized awareness and emotional connection with a general ideal and near-instant communication of meeting places and times. At worst, it creates a climate of generalized outrage that capitalized upon by individuals and groups looking for more generalized chaos, e.g., ISIS’ recruiting of Muslims within America’s border.
Time passes but rarely truly changes. Peoples and nations plod head down and with heavy, stenorous tread through the well-worn ruts of history, marching like blank-faced automata through the pageant of birth, rise, stagnation, tyranny, and fall.
In The Trade Of Liberty Tools Do Not Change Much
Certainly, America has it players for the parts of King Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette in the persons of Barack and Michelle Obama. So too do we have a clergy, in the form of the intelligentsia, preaching the Divine Right of our would-be king and that of their aristocracy.
It then devolves to the American people to play the part of theÂ Girondins or, needs must when the Devil drives, the Jacobins, for are we not already a society of the friends of the Constitution? Because, be it through means of Brissot or of Robespierre, something must be done to save America from the fast-approaching tyranny.
The Universe spirals downward to dissolution while the Reaper sits by, drinking tea sweetened with dead stars.
FARMINGTON, Despite being deeply dissatisfied with nearly every aspect of his life, local man Paul Gallardo told reporters Thursday that he was terrified to realize he could very easily continue to exist in such an unhappy state and probably would do so indefinitely.
Gallardo, a part-time file clerk who is unmarried and has few meaningful relationships of any kind, stated that although his personal and professional circumstances were an ongoing source of distress, he feared they would never be sufficiently unbearable to compel him to remedy his situation. According to Gallardo, after more than four decades of living with his painful but entirely manageable loneliness, he was unlikely to ever improve himself, a fact he said has filled him with dread.
“I’ve always been miserable, but I guess I haven’t been quite miserable enough to do anything about it,” said Gallardo, 44, who added that while his daily life is consistently unpleasant, he has never felt the need to abuse alcohol or drugs to numb his emotional anguish. “I still go to my awful job, still pay my rent, still eat a whole frozen pizza pretty much every night. I hate every minute of it, but it’s not making me panic or reassess my life or anything. I kind of wish it did, though.”
“And that’s what’s so scary,”continued Gallardo. “I’m sad, really sad, but I’m also pretty comfortable with everything. God, I hate to say it, but I could see myself doing this for years.”
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is why we can’t have nice things. Clothed in the velvet glove of sarcasm or not, the iron-fisted truth of the matter is that this sums up the lives and attitudes of the majority of people in the Civilized World, especially those within America’s borders.
We have, as a whole, degenerated into a society of drones, comfortable in our malaise and complacent in our misery. We don’t ever truly consider helping ourselves and our sole exercise in helping other has been reduced to #hashtagerry.
To paraphrase T.S. Eliot, this is the way the world ends, not with a bang, not even with a whimper, but a soft sigh of ennui.