I believe you may be on to the truth. Theye have painted us into a very nasty corner. The apparent strategy is simplicity itself: $#@! with us in such manners and degrees that one of two things happen. We either blow a nationwide fuse and go into full war-dance, or we fold like cheap suits and finally capitulate utterly to the Tyrant. Either way, Theye see themselves as winners. If we war, Theye send in an international army full of fellows not just willing to genocide the American breed, but eager to do so. So complete a war has been waged against the American animal these past 150 years, the full-bore measure of it coming to bear against us in the past thirty or forty years, that the world has fallen utterly for the steaming pile of lies of how we live and why everything we do and that for which we stand is naught but the most essential evil imaginable. It has been a psywar operation to put all others to shame. The Chinese army will relish setting boots on American soil, as will those of several other nations, and the more we fight in defense, the more resolute will they become to wipe us out, and you can rest assured there will be no speak of Geneva Conventions and all that rot. It will be the largest and most outright bloodbath since WW II and much of the world will find itself masturbating with wild abandon at the thought that we Americans are to extinguished as such.
If we surrender, then we are still extinguished as Americans, though perhaps we retain what will then have proven to be nothing better than our most wretched existences. This, of course, is the far worse fate as they physically go door to door to disarm us and reduce us to a status even Muslims would lack the stomach to foist. The degradation will be utter and continuous as the world gets to witness the end of humanity's last hope. At that point, the human world will be ready for the fork.
You poor sot... landing in the same boat in which I've been floating for fifty years. Well, I suppose we can spend time telling one another dirty jokes.
The truly irritating bit here is that it doesn't have to be that way. We are choosing our doom for the sake of low-rent convenience. Were we indeed Freemen, we would long ago have rounded up those who violated their oaths, hung them, and perhaps sent their innocent children into the Void right along with them... ahead of them in fact, so they could witness the unspeakable consequences of what they'd done, not so much as punishment for their crimes, but as a clear message to any and all who would presume to don the mantle of the Public Trust. This is all such people understand and respect: brutal retaliation for their crimes. Otherwise, we get the world as we now enjoy it, and it is 100% on us, not Themme. After all, a sidewinder bites as a matter of its nature. To "blame" it is irrational. To kill it when it threatens, on the other hand, is sound.
A bold prediction, but not implausible. I still cannot quite tell with confidence whether Trump is the real deal, or part of an unimaginably long con. I know it seems paranoid as hell to think of it all as such a con, but I just cannot escape that uneasy feeling that we're all taking it up the butt in ways most can't even imagine. There is nothing that cements my belief in the contrariwise notion that Trump is in fact what he appears: an actual patriot who, in spite of his seemingly imperfect understanding of liberty, is of sufficient caliber of a man that he's perhaps the only one capable and willing at this time to drive off the vampires. And so I sit patiently in wait for a punchline that is now not very far off.
I don't know what will happen or when, but I agree with you 100% about how we bull$#@! ourselves, even about how Trump is going to save us. I hope I prove wrong on everything, that the cavalry comes to our rescue and that we the people learn the lessons, but that hope is vanishingly thin, and it is a most depressing thought.
I'd rather we started thinking in terms of killing those bastards and their entire families. Alas, we have not the sand nor the sense, much less the integrity.
Until about two years ago, my wife traveled to China every week and did so for enough years that many of the local merchants and she knew each other by name. She will tell you that the misery in China is vast. Their lives are nothing to emulate. But I'm slowly edging into old age and don't really care that much any longer about thing like dying in combat or rotting in a cell. You get that way past a year, or so it has been in my case and many I know of similar age. We're the ones Theye want dead the most because we carry live history with us and we are not afraid and we are not naive. That is a dangerous combination and Theye know it.
No. I would rather find my very sneaky self in a hide with a good long-distance rifle, taking as many of those bastards to hell with me as I am able to manage.
I'm no deer. I'm Danger.
S'right. It's what we're here for.