Jolly Useful TNP LIVE EP101 : Monologue
A change to a new season has just occurred and it brought the question to my mind this morning, something related to another issue I've been pondering all week, are we living in the Autumn of America's years?
Seemingly everything in the universe to the best of my knowledge has cycles, which most pattern themselves around birth to death. And when I say to the best of my knowledge, I mean that I am willing to admit total ignorance in the presence of the truth. I simply watch the leaves outside turn day by day as I watch my beard change color. Now, a lot of folks will say that's when things are at their peak in beauty and I'll accept all the compliments while I can, but I know that part of that process is that every leaf, once served its purpose, will eventually fall.
The inevitability of an end doesn't mean that completely. In fact, it perpetuates life in many cases. The prospect of living in the end of a nation doesn't show throughout history to be the most comfortable period to be alive. But I have a good friend that would remind me that comfort is an enemy, it breeds complacency and conformity, and it rewards mediocrity.
Sometimes you have to have friends that tell you straight, that you just have to suffer through whatever this painful time is because the result of that process, if you choose to seek that path, should make you stronger. It's good to have people that hold you accountable, especially when you're like me and very little else does.
So part of my motivation for asking if we are in the late stages of the American Empire, perhaps beyond it already, is to also ask “If true, then what now?”
After picking up on what our government has pulled on myself and my people for the past several years, and especially after realizing that no Presidential Election after 1980 at least should be counted, I'm currently of the opinion of so be it. However, I am terribly aware of the sudden and catastrophic consequences that would have.
I'm no foreign policy expert but my immediate concern after America's collapse would be water. Does the average American household keep enough water to survive for a few days if not just a week?
I hear many speak of an upcoming collapse, financial, maybe even a collapse of the rule of our government to international conglomerates, but the weapon they fear is us being able to take our ball and go home. But where is that home?
Who owns it?
Who owns America?
I think that it can be demonstrated that when people are forced to live in shelters that they do not own, that they don't feel the need to take care of the shelters. And probably not even themselves. If you look at the American people now, are we not just like many of those inner city folks, trapped in that hell of projects and dependency?
Knowing that new leaves will form, and new seasons will come, with me or without me, I hope the next growth from the consciousness of our kind will produce a more independent life, one that encourages voluntary relationships of all kinds, and one that keeps our blood lust as a species at bay.
Empires fall like leaves. Let the children play in them. There will be a Spring. Let's get ready for it when life starts over.