American Caliphate: Book 8

By Jessie Jennifer

When corrupt elites can only repeat their propaganda incessantly, a new/old vision emerges.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jessie Jennifer
• Release date: Mar 24, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463568255

Jessie Jennifer

Voicelessness: Powerlessness -An Op-Ed that will never appear in The New York Times -By Mister Nobody I am a deplorable ignoramus! Or, worse, I am a drooling troglodyte! This is the message that is implied every time someone from the political class or someone from the media elite picks up a microphone. Ceaselessly, I am amazed at how often the old French proverb rings true: The more things change, the more things remain the same. About 100 years ago the Russian nobility had freedom of speech, and they believed the Russian people, average Ivan and average Svetlana, were nothing more than deplorable ignoramuses and drooling troglodytes. The Russian nobility, the elites, had a voice, and no one else did, and the nobility used that voice to humiliate average Ivan and average Svetlana. Moving forward to now, turn on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert on any given evening, and you will see the humiliation of average Joe and average Julie: Average Joe is too stupid to realize what is good for him: Average Julie is too weak-minded to think anything other than what average Joe tells her to think. The more things change.... So here we are. We live with the bipolar trick. Ceaselessly, we are told by the omnipressor press corps, the Svengali media, the ruling press corps, the biggest fattest flatulatingest political cow institution since pharaoh’s priesthood, (I have an inexhaustable supply of epithets!) that we the people have choice. If you don’t like the right, you can choose the left. If you don’t like the left, you can choose the right. You can’t. This is the bipolar trick. We live in a one party system called the revolting Republicans and the disgusting Democrats. True, they hate each other, but factionalization is not choice, and less and less people are being tricked. So here we are. Recently, my wife penned an Op-Ed. For what it is worth, I apologize for all of the pain and suffering I have obviously caused her – a woman who I once loved. But what happened to our marriage and our relationship has deeper roots than just another marriage that has become laced with cyanide, or, worse, laced in polonium 210. Sociologists would point out that about half of all American marriages end in divorce, and there are multiple causes for this. No. There is only one. Politics. Perhaps all that is left between men and women anymore is a ripping and tearing at the flesh and the guts until both are assured mutual destruction: MAD. When the gruesome divorce between a man and a woman has gone from a rarity to the norm, then hell has truly come to Earth, and here it will remain until there is change. The political class and the media elites and the eternal omnipressor institutions will claim no responsibility for maintaining hell on Earth. No. The taproot is political. Perhaps since relationships between men and women have become so laced with cyanide through politics, the preferable lifestyle anymore is to live as a gay man or a lesbian woman? In fact, considering how MAD relationships between men and women have become is this not a better way to live? Is this not what the elites, especially the elites in the media, are forever promoting and forcing upon the deplorable ignoramuses with the astoundingly arrogant belief that the voiceless are powerless to resist and can even have their sexuality changed - even their gender changed – through political propaganda and immense socio-political pressure? “Come and be one of us, and you will be superior to the rest of the drooling troglodytes,” the message says and maybe the message is correct since the English language has been manipulated to make opposition impossible. Jumping back in time again about 100 years, not even Bloody Nicholas, the last Russian Tsar, would have been so arrogant as to believe he could change the sexuality of the Russian people through incessant propaganda from his imperial, imperious, imperialist institutions. How I can live as a man is unacceptable. Any man who supports the republic anymore is a boy and a coward deserving of contempt for all time. To describe the United States as a banana republic is to be hyperbolically charitable. I suppose it sounds like I am proposing resistance, freedom, rebellion, civil war, revolution, freedom war, civilution, sedition – whatever it’s called these days. I am. Not to worry, though. This will probably never happen. The FBI has 37.000 employees. That”s more than the Tsar had working in his Okhrana. Leaping back again in time, if the rebel reds had lost a few crucial battles with the whites during the Russian Revolution, the Tsar and the Russian nobility would have been restored to power. The Old Guard would have been reestablished maybe for 300 more years, and their propaganda would have been predictable: The rebellion was a gross anomaly: Order is best: The way everyone lives now is the only way anyone can possibly live. Vaulting forward to now, this is precisely the propaganda The New York Times spews at everyone every day. But the old saying don’t believe everything you read has morphed into don’t believe anything you read. Yet I dream of freedom! I dream of a day when The New York Times is turned into a public toilet. I dream of a day when the deplorable ignoramuses are no longer humiliated by the political class and the media elites, and one day the Kafkaesque justice system and the Orwellian institutions that pervert every attribute of life are gone forever! Oh, to dream! To dream! But it will never happen. In one year or five years, Donald Trump will no longer be President. And “Congress shall make no law” that has created the imperious press, the Svengali media, will kick into high gear and define him as a gross anomaly. The Old Guard will reestablish itself and deny a voice to all of the drooling troglodytes, and the ruling press corps will blame Donald Trump for striking the spark that nearly landed in the ocean of gasoline. Yes, he is to blame for striking that spark, but he did not fill the ocean with gasoline.

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