osan
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Americans are the most despicable people on the planet.
Why? Glad you asked.
Because we are the only significant population left on the human-dominated planet who retain even the least glimmer of hope to become free, yet turn our backs to a gift that has been bestowed on no other civilized people in recorded human history. For the briefest moment, our forebears managed to wriggle us all free from the Tyrant's grubby mitts. Did we treasure and endeavor to protect and preserve that jeweled opportunity given us, and paid in so much blood? No. We have systematically and consistently squandered it - taken it for granted - regarded it as cheap and easy as shown by actions that run in diametric contradiction to our big fat talk of "freedom".
We revoltingly make every excuse why we should not return the war that is made upon us in kind. We don't even get it up to engage in mass civil disobedience, much less anything else more kinetic.
We deserve what we're getting and will continue to deserve it until we demonstrate worthiness to the contrary.
I'm not holding my breath, but rather just sitting back in mildly nauseated amusement as I watch the lot of us give Themme carte blanche to run roughshod over everything we hollowly claim to hold dear.
Not only do I assert that we do not love freedom as we claim, but we actually hate it, the sufficient proof being our utter rejection of it as demonstrated by our failure to protect it with as much blood as it takes, up to and including our physical destruction for the sake of evading the fate of the Weakman. And we, those Americans who demonstrate their knowledge of proper human freedom, are the worst of them all precisely because we are aware, yet accomplish nothing worthy of mention toward the reclamation of our natural and dare I say "God-given" freedoms. We know the difference, yet do nothing, making every putrid excuse for remaining effectively inert in the face of our own destruction.
But don't feel picked upon too much, for even those who remain asleep are but half a quantum better than we because all the truth is out there in this age of freely and easily available information on such matters, yet they refuse truths they find unpalatable, cleaving to the bosom of rank ignorance for the sake of mere convenience, fired and fueled by their cowardice and other corruptions.
That is who and what we are. Our state of degradation attests to the ugly truth of this. We are incessantly lied to, robbed, and cheated of everything that is good between men, but remain as whipped dogs without the self-respect to so much as bare our teeth to those who disparage, mock, and insult us in every imaginable way, and at every possible opportunity. We are reduced to outright slave status in all real and practical effect, but still make no meaningful gesture of refusal because as much as we speak to the contrary, we actually love and revere the chains and shackles that relegate us to our state of bondage, for they have been upon our wrists and ankles for so long that they have become familiar, and therefore comfortable.
Until we step up to rid ourselves of the vampires upon our necks, we deserve nothing but the ignominious fate that otherwise awaits. Given what I see this day, it appears that those fates are not far off.
Time is here.
Why? Glad you asked.
Because we are the only significant population left on the human-dominated planet who retain even the least glimmer of hope to become free, yet turn our backs to a gift that has been bestowed on no other civilized people in recorded human history. For the briefest moment, our forebears managed to wriggle us all free from the Tyrant's grubby mitts. Did we treasure and endeavor to protect and preserve that jeweled opportunity given us, and paid in so much blood? No. We have systematically and consistently squandered it - taken it for granted - regarded it as cheap and easy as shown by actions that run in diametric contradiction to our big fat talk of "freedom".
We revoltingly make every excuse why we should not return the war that is made upon us in kind. We don't even get it up to engage in mass civil disobedience, much less anything else more kinetic.
We deserve what we're getting and will continue to deserve it until we demonstrate worthiness to the contrary.
I'm not holding my breath, but rather just sitting back in mildly nauseated amusement as I watch the lot of us give Themme carte blanche to run roughshod over everything we hollowly claim to hold dear.
Not only do I assert that we do not love freedom as we claim, but we actually hate it, the sufficient proof being our utter rejection of it as demonstrated by our failure to protect it with as much blood as it takes, up to and including our physical destruction for the sake of evading the fate of the Weakman. And we, those Americans who demonstrate their knowledge of proper human freedom, are the worst of them all precisely because we are aware, yet accomplish nothing worthy of mention toward the reclamation of our natural and dare I say "God-given" freedoms. We know the difference, yet do nothing, making every putrid excuse for remaining effectively inert in the face of our own destruction.
But don't feel picked upon too much, for even those who remain asleep are but half a quantum better than we because all the truth is out there in this age of freely and easily available information on such matters, yet they refuse truths they find unpalatable, cleaving to the bosom of rank ignorance for the sake of mere convenience, fired and fueled by their cowardice and other corruptions.
That is who and what we are. Our state of degradation attests to the ugly truth of this. We are incessantly lied to, robbed, and cheated of everything that is good between men, but remain as whipped dogs without the self-respect to so much as bare our teeth to those who disparage, mock, and insult us in every imaginable way, and at every possible opportunity. We are reduced to outright slave status in all real and practical effect, but still make no meaningful gesture of refusal because as much as we speak to the contrary, we actually love and revere the chains and shackles that relegate us to our state of bondage, for they have been upon our wrists and ankles for so long that they have become familiar, and therefore comfortable.
Until we step up to rid ourselves of the vampires upon our necks, we deserve nothing but the ignominious fate that otherwise awaits. Given what I see this day, it appears that those fates are not far off.
Time is here.
