Wednesday 26 September 2012

Whose Turn Is It To Feed The Idiots?

If anybody doubts the decline of civilisation, take a look at television, in particular the advertisements.
Look at what they're trying to sell and ask yourself if you still feel that their targets include you. Or will you just yawn and change channels, fretfully, in an attempt to escape the thrashings of drowning minds which gleam dully in their futile efforts to con the world out of just a few dollars more, to pay for that new interior or that new Audi tank.

With a lack of care and a manufactured passion they try to sell films which have special effects chiselled and etched better than any Leonardo cartoon, but no story and nothing of interest to recommend them except banality piled on banality; or the kids toys, still Lego, still Meccano, but preformed like the easily warped, easily bored, stunted imaginations of children who drool vacantly and receptively instead of going into the world to do things of interest.

Piled among these cancerous products are the adverts for 'services'.
Banks that pretend you will end up with more money if you spend more; lawyers who demand your trust in return for turning occasional misfortunes into some other person's extortion. But hey, you get to keep all the 'compensation', right?

More lawyers, this time telling you that if you tell a few lies, the prudent insurance you took out with the loan can be repaid to you by the bank, because you didn't lose your job, your life or your health, and now you see that the service you bought wasn't needed in the event and you demand a refund.

And the banks all the while soliciting your custom like a street-corner tart on a Saturday night, with choruses, smiles and servility by way of apologising for their receipt of tax money taken from you because they were 'too big to fail'.

Look at all these, then look at the chronic paucity of actual content on their dozens of digital TV channels.
And tell yourself that civilisation isn't screwed.

Sunday 23 September 2012

I Was Not Asked.

Because they already know what the answer would be.
What is Western Civilisation?
A fraud. It isn't civilised at all. We are all regarded as Democracy-Fodder in a world in which we are encouraged to vote, sometimes even coerced into voting, as long as we never vote ourselves out.

Nobody ever asks us the one question which matters. They ask us who we want to rule.
They never ask us whether we want to be ruled at all.
And that is why all the brain-twisting theorisation about 'democracy', 'Universal Suffrage' and 'Representation' is just a smoke screen, a wall of stuff and nonsense to stand between us and the sudden realisation that we don't need a Political Class at all, ever.

Interested parties may associate voluntarily to produce a civilisation; as the benefits become clear, people may join freely and by their own choice.
They do not have the right to force others to join. Those who join may then pay for Policing; they may pay for representative legal management.
Only if, freely and voluntarily, other people attack this civilisation, do they have the right to gather force and use it, and only then to bring the attackers to justice or until such time as they can give no more.
They do not have the right to force others still to join their wars or pay for them.

Today we have a collection of monoliths governed by questionable rationality, seizing and disposing of our assets and thereby our persons, in pursuit of hypocritical pretensions which are actually killing Human Beings now.
Their enemies know that the pot is calling the kettle black.

They know that we will either have to vote ourselves out or become the mirror image of them.
And this means that our rulers have long-abandoned any principled approach to their wars, and will simply keep draining us for long enough to run away without appearing to run away, lose without appearing to lose, and achieve nothing while appearing to bring slavery to yet another country.

Their most fervent hope, that the new slaves will choose their brand of slavery over the opposition's, is futile.