I borrowed the title of this post from a book written by Robert Graves after the end of WW I. Graves was referring to the smashing of the pre-war civilization in Britain after the horrors of the trench had discredited all the institutions that had led England into and kept it’s young men trapped in the meat grinder that was that war.
World War I had disillusioned a whole generation of men on the competency and legitimacy of the social order that had sent their generation to their deaths. The fitness of the ruling class had been exposed as an illusion. This radicalized the population and undermined the control that the old upper-class order had formerly possessed.
In a similar way, the Elites in both the Democrat and Republican parties and in the institutions that they control like the media, the federal agencies, academia and the corporate boardrooms have lost all legitimacy and competency in the minds of the normal members of the American public.
They’ve shown themselves to be completely incompetent at performing the functions they supposedly are experts at. They can’t win wars. They can’t be trusted to manage a pandemic. They can’t maintain the economy of the most prosperous country on the face of the Earth.
The only thing they are competent at is dividing people into warring factions and rigging fraudulent elections.
If tomorrow, ISIS-K took General MIlley captive and demanded some large amount of cash, like fifty or a hundred bucks to get him back alive, sure I’d probably say we should pay it but I’d definitely recommend that we hold out for a price reduction. But if they catch Pelosi, I’d tell them they can keep her. I wouldn’t give a plugged nickel for her.
So when the next atrocity occurs, when some Afghan refugee that they plunk down in San Francisco blows up the local gay bar in the name of ISIS, well, they can send the CIA or the FBI to Afghanistan to straighten things out themselves. It’s not going to be my grandsons going. I can tell you that for sure.
And that goes for the Ukraine or Belarus or Myanmar or any other “critical” hot spot anywhere on this planet. If human rights are being wronged or women aren’t feeling empowered or LGBTQ people are having their feelings hurt, I recommend they call Putin or Xi. I’ve lost all sympathy and motivation. All of my sympathy and interest is concentrated on taking care of my own. And anyone who wants to be included in that set, more or less, has to agree with me on what things are important. And everyone else is on his own.
I used to be the most jingoistic American patriot I knew. I thought Iraq and Afghanistan was payback for 9-11. I imagined that George W Bush was going to hammer the bastards that attacked us so they’d never come back again. Instead, he invited them into our country in unprecedented numbers and killed off our soldiers in an effort to make the middle-east into middle America. And now they want us to care about Afghani refugees. Let them go live with George Bush.
Being disillusioned is a gut-wrenching process. But it also provides clarity and eventually that is valuable. It won’t be so easy for the politicians to manipulate us next time. And it won’t cost us as much money when we don’t have to pay to build up third-world hell-holes into modern countries. Let the Iranians pay for the Afghanis to have internet access. Let the Russians and the Chinese build and maintain sewage systems in Zimbabwe.
Come to think of it, let Merkel and Macron pay for the tanks to keep Putin out of Berlin and Paris. I no longer see any rationale in maintaining those dying cultures. They’ve already self-suicided by opening the floodgates to the third world. I’m more interested in places like Hungary and Poland who take care of their own people. I admire those countries and hope some areas of our own country will do similar things.
So, excuse me if I don’t watch the Olympics to cheer on the American athletes as they take a knee or turn their backs on the American flag. Pardon me if I don’t support whatever charity is flying the rainbow flag over their headquarters. Forgive me if I burst out laughing when some guy in a sun dress comes on tv to tell me how to raise my family.
I’ve said good-bye to all that and am ready to turn the page.