"Crossfire Hurricane" was as bollocks as the post-conception arguments for life's commencement on here. Ours is nothing if not an age of tawdry sophistry.
You know how it is, when you lay out an existential model describing people as a body/mind/soul fusion, to describe how free will and destiny interact, and then someone tries to snark:
I still happen to believe that humans have free will. If you believe otherwise, just say so without the blame passing. I won't necessarily disagree, I just need to hear it straight up.
...and you're all: "Dude. I laid it out for you."
A Re-Declaration of Independence
Tyranny is already upon us. To defeat it, we must first learn to reject its premises. And to say so aloud.
Be it so understood:
I refuse to "unpack white violence." I reject the idea that my existence "perpetuates white power structures." I will not â" and in fact cannot--"examine my implicit biases." I'm an individual. I refuse to grant determined interpretive communities authority over my being. My meaning is mine. It is what makes me me.
Iâ(TM)m not taking any "journey" to "discover" the impact of my "privilege" on "black and brown peoples." I will not become "anti-racist" or "anti-fascist" to satisfy your demands. I reject Cultural Marxism. I am an individual. I'm not defined by my color, my religion, my sex. I'm Jeff.
I will not "respect your pronouns" or "celebrate" your "queerness." I am hostile to your sexualizing of children. I reject your neologisms, your "triggers," and your desire to control my speech. I know who and what you are: you are my presumptive master, or else the Useful Idiot who empowers him. But I will grant you and your ideology no power over me.
I reject "equity" because it is collectivism disguised as virtue. I reject "inclusivity" because it is inorganic, superficial, and contrived. I reject mandated "diversity": I will not surrender to the Crayon Box Mafia, nor to the gender changelings who pretend I am a construct answerable to their whims.
Read the whole spleen dump. Excellent palate cleanser.
And sorry I haven't logged in since November, apparently. You've been in my prayers.
It seems right to post this here, where it all started. Farewell, ~jawtheshark.
Well, as of the end of last month, I no longer live in New England. I'm still in the same time zone.
I went from one Commonwealth to another.
"Conversion, fastidious Goddess, loves blood better than brick, and feasts most subtly on the human will." -- Virginia Woolf, "Mrs. Dalloway"