EP11 No Pardons: Monologue
In these past few years of my life, I have watched what has been reported in our media shamelessly mislead us. The smiling corporatist puppets on the alphabet soup networks, owned by multinational corporations hell bent on the destruction of America and any liberty they cannot grant to a person, are participating in what I consider to be one of the greatest threats to our nation...a race war.
From Charles Manson, the cult leader who used the term Helter Skelter from the Beatles White Album to Joy Reid talking about “White Tears”, the desired result is the same...death and destruction. And we got it this past week in the form of a domestic terrorist attack on a Christmas Parade in a town that never makes the national news, Wakesha, Wisconsin.
I've watched a lot of horrible acts that have been captured on video. In my younger days I was the first among my friends to watch things like a gruesome horror movie or Faces of Death, then came the internet.
The internet when I first got access to it was a largely unadulterated place. There was hardly any censorship. You could be exposed to all sorts of violence from around the world. I've seen what drug cartels do to their rivals with chainsaws. I've seen the results of horrible traffic accidents, gruesome photos of mangled limbs from work accidents, and even suicides. There was even a popular rock song dedicated to a corrupt politician who took his own life with a gun at a press conference. The band's name was Filter, and the song was called “Hey man, nice shot.”
The cynical way in which I looked at the world then allowed me to view those things as a form of entertainment. People being hurt, maimed, or killed is a part of life and you can't take life too seriously right?
Then I got older. I started losing people around me. Friends. Family members. Most of them thankfully not in such a terrible fashion but when I was injured and required a major surgery my whole perspective changed.
Being hurt the way I was hurt changed me. I understood pain and suffering on a completely different level. The physical threat of harm and the consequences of it were much more real now. My childhood was long over but the attitude I had about myself and about the lives of other people since my rebellious adolescence dramatically changed after that. Watching people being hurt or victimized is no longer entertainment for me. Even the silly detective shows that begin with someone being murdered in their home or something like that are no longer appealing to me. The empathy that I have for others now and the anger I have for people who choose to victimize others doesn't put me in the best of moods. Then there's the news.
When I see a news anchor tell their audience a lie, I get pissed off. When I see a news anchor use that lie to minimize, dismiss, or gaslight the public about what's really happening in the world, it enrages me. When I see them stoke the flames of racial division and hatred with rhetoric like “White Tears” I get physically ill. When I see the end result of their conditioning play out in murderous and truly evil fashion, I want something more satisfying than an apology or resignation, I want payback.
It's been talked about for years now. It's been called a storm, a red wave, a revolution, a movement, but what drives these political forces for a lot of us is that we, The Patriots, want justice for what has been done to our country and our people. Justice that our system has not provided because the people in it are too corrupt to deliver it. They are corrupted by the very entities that corrupted the news, corporations.
But thanks to the internet, liberty finds a way. Instead of talking about how the media spun the latest tragedy into something politically useful for the empty suits their corporate masters fund in our capitals at the water cooler, we can now organize. The information can be recorded and watched over and over for analysis. We can all go online and find a platform that allows us to speak freely like this one and show our discontent. To me, that's a step in the right direction. It's cathartic to be able to express one's opinion or frustrations with the establishment but if anything that can become an addiction or distraction from the end result we all desire...punishment for those who have wronged us all so egregiously.
It's wonderful that at any moment I still have the ability to go online and make a “Hillary Clinton In Prison” personalized painting to hang on my mantle but I'd rather have a high definition photo of the actual thing. Instead of seeing Joy Reid fired over her race war provoking rhetoric, I would rather see MSNBC sued into oblivion by Kyle Rittenhouse and for her to live in financial ruin the rest of her days. I'd like to see people like Darrell Brooks, who is the driver of the red Ford Escape that plowed over innocent people at a parade in Wakesha, spend his life in prison. But I'm worried that's not gonna be enough for the public anymore.
The public is losing faith in it's institutions to deliver justice. To tell the truth. To do what's right by us. In the old days sending the bad guys to jail or seeing them lose in civil court was justice. But when you know that the justice system is corrupt now and you can't rely on those results, what else can you do besides what I'm doing now and bitch about it on the internet?
That's an answer many of us, myself included do not want to address. As an empathetic individual and a Patriot I don't want mob justice to replace civil rights. I want fair trials, an honest media reporting on them, and justice for all. What fills that vacuum when the system is corrupted and or falls apart is not something good for me or anyone I know. When those needs aren't met and justice isn't served the public grows restless, violence is almost guaranteed, and the cynicism of my youth creeps back in.
I don't want to ever see the kind of pain and suffering I saw while watching the Wakesha parade again. I don't want to see things like that happen to any group of people, no matter how heinous, anywhere in the world. I want the most non-violent and humane treatment of all people, rather they be regular people or criminals. I still believe in redemption. But what becomes of me, what becomes of us when the civil part of our society is dropped and we are asked to uphold what is just ourselves?
Will those punishments be proportionate and humane? Will there even be a jury of the peers of the accused? Who will see to it that the appropriate punishments are carried out?
As deep and ever expanding the corruption is in our system, I pray that it holds together long enough to reform it. Revolutions are not often very peaceful. Race wars are barbaric and inhuman. Our history as a species has taught us better. We are just being programmed to forget.
Just like I learned how to value human life more through my own experience and not look at the suffering of others as entertainment, people can grow and adapt, but if we choose not to, the animal who cares not for the emotions or even the life of his foe is always there, buried in each of us.
But like in the movies when the characters, often teenagers, go to uncover the monsters lair and release it upon the earth I hope they're too distracted by stupid apps on their phone that make their faces look like the monsters instead. I hope they go play some video games or just go hang out at the park. Leave the monsters alone, because you do not understand the repercussions for releasing them. Those that do, those like myself and I'm sure plenty of you in this audience, beg of you...not to...because we know the monster can be us.