For the most part I have not interacted with BLM or Antifa. No one has marched outside my home or tried to burn down any stores or other businesses in my town. And that’s understandable. I live, as I’m fond of saying, twenty minutes from anywhere. And that’s being generous with the definition of anywhere. Because even that barely gets you to small town status. I haven’t interacted with them and I hope it stays that way. These people are dangerous and disgusting human beings. They are holding hostage large swaths of the United States of America.
But who I have met, are the woke kids that have a semi-coherent lifestyle. I worked until recently with a millennial who proudly admitted that he would never consider having children because humans are an affront to Gaia. I cheerfully thanked him for providing the extra space and resources for my growing number of descendants and other close relatives. This did not seem to please him.
As far as his “decision” to forego reproduction, looking at him I really didn’t think the risk of procreation was a terribly high for him. There might be female humans who might agree to sharing a restaurant table during a company team building exercise but I’m pretty sure that the negotiations associated with setting up a human being manufacturing joint venture would not fall within his area of competency. I think legally and biologically he was a man but having grown up in a household of six brothers I could pretty easily say that there was something missing. Basically, he was spiritless. He was whiny and preoccupied with all the things that were wrong with the world. Listening to him it sounded like what he didn’t like was people living their lives the way they wanted. Apparently, he had better things for them to do than raising their families and trying to enjoy their lives. He had all kinds of restrictions he wanted them to embrace. He had things he didn’t want them to eat, ride in, live in, buy, sell, heat their houses with, cool their houses with, cleaning their bodies and carrying their groceries with. It was a remarkably comprehensive list of things that would cast them back to the eighteenth century. But most importantly he desired them to stop having children, or if they must, limit it to one child. I think his fondest hope was to bring the world population down to zero within his lifetime. In other words, he was a very sad little man. And remember this was a guy who held down a job. Granted, he was a drone who guarded his tiny clerical turf as if he were Tsar of All the Russias but he got up most days and showed up at his desk to annoy dozens of people a day. Within his circles I think he was a rock star.
Compare that to the mental defectives that are holed up in Seattle and Portland living in tents and defecating in public parks while harassing people trying to earn their daily bread. These are people who deserve to be studied carefully with the object of finding a solution to their problems. I am of the opinion that legislation should be written and passed to set up a game preserve somewhere in the Pacific Northwest that can be surrounded with a sixty-foot-tall electrified fence like the one they put around the T. Rex enclosure in the Jurassic Park movie. The preserve could be stocked with soy beans and almond trees and these very weird people could be allowed to live out their horrifying lives without harming actual human beings. I would even be willing to pipe in potable water and provide them with all the camping gear they needed. Hell, I’d even throw in clothes and medical supplies if it meant never having to let them back out into the real world again.
But I’d like to go beyond these fruits of the problem and also look at the cause. I’d like to gather up all the intersectionality and gender studies and multicultural and ethnic studies faculty at all the colleges and catapult these geniuses over the fence into Woke World. Most of them probably would survive the flight. I think. If not I’m sure they’ll be celebrated by their disciples. They might even bury them. Although that is a lot of work and those people really aren’t big on work. Anyway, we should put them all in there, add them to the zoo and give them the perfect laboratory for their utopian theories to play out in. Why it would be paradise on earth. I’d give them about three months. After that the hierarchy they’d set up would begin the reign of terror and eventually the cannibalism would reduce the population to just a handful that would peter out to zero within a year or two.
Maybe you think I’m being ridiculous but actually these people have broken the social contract and want to destroy the country that has provided them with material wealth and living conditions undreamed of by the majority of the world. Now granted, it’s embarrassingly located in their parents’ basement but such ingratitude deserves a fitting punishment. Forcing them to live with the idiots that believe what they believe is poetic and every other kind of justice. And it would be an object lesson to the rest of the intelligentsia that doesn’t like how we want to live. That’s my idea of a two-state solution.