I wrote a screed about you! Thank you for my attachment disorder. No one is an island; we are because I am, I am because we are. I can’t exist fully within myself until i unfuck myself enough to recognise what I need when it’s in front of me, and a community that isn’t too busy purging apostasy from mass dopamine addiction and personal debt along with independent thought to stand in the shoes of one of their own they abandoned to the excess and overreach that is killing them now and conspicuously robbing even their own children whom they profess to love for the sake of not disturbing groupthink or their place in a collapsing world order. Everything went to shit but at least that ideologically nonconformist faggot got left out in the cold.
Put your top strategic minds at the Pentagon to the fact that the continental United States is being encircled by planetary ecocide. You can’t tweak that by selling debt to service debt or printing money sorry quantitative easing. Your currency is propped up artificially by the petrodollar recycling system. You are thus dependent on the root cause of your own encirclement by a force no one understands enough by half. You are death by groupthink per Irving Janis, the hubris of an entrenched rentier oligarchy per Michael Hudson, The Collapse of Antiquity. What’s past is prelude. Those who don’t learn from history are condemned to repeat it; those who even try are condemned to watch everyone else repeat it. If we can’t rise above this and evolve ideas in ways that reflect understanding of the fact that innate responsibilities as individuals go with innate rights as individuals, interpersonal, social and historical, we’ll be Bad Religion’s Index Fossils for the next lifeform that comes along. Sometimes I get to wondering if we shouldn’t carve out a diamond obelisk LEAVE US IN THE FUCKING GROUND IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE NEXT
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