Guest Post by Jim Kunstler
“If Israel wanted to do a genocide of Gazans, they’d have razed it decades ago. There are many Israeli Arabs who enjoy more rights than any Arab in an Arab country. The urge to do blanket ethnic genocide is a one-way street, something only barbarians and demons crave.” —Peachy Keenan
In normal times we anticipate the splendid gluttony of the American Thanksgiving, the fellowship of family and friends, with gratitude and remembrance of overcoming ordeals past. This year, though, we are a bit preoccupied with ordeals to come, and that nip in the November air conjures rumors of approaching hardship and cruelties we have no idea how we might overcome. These are not normal times.
What was normal, anyway? The second half of the twentieth century in Western Civ, the cornucopia of post-war America, paychecks that covered the house, the car, assured square meals, and quite a bit left over for Disneyworld, a place at the lake with a speedboat, and four seats at the ballpark. Normal was keeping a lid on discontent in foreign lands and containing our wicked obverse enemy, the Soviet communists. Normal was mom and dad together under one roof, expecting strangers to behave decently, order outside the home. Normal was thinking all that would last forever.
I idealize a bit. But many of you will recognize at least some of that being present in your lives for a while, at least. And you might agree that it all started breaking badly in the new century, clearly marked by the attacks of nine-eleven. What followed that wondrous enormity was the amazing and nauseating transfiguration of our country into the opposite of the old normal: broad financial desperation, broken families, strangers bent on homicide and mayhem, official tyranny of all kinds, immersive lying, failed institutions, foolish wars, nothing and no one to believe in, and the creeping suspicion that mysterious evil forces are running it all.
Somehow, we have managed to become our old enemy, the Soviets. The sprawling bureaucracy I call the blob has a blank check to control everything we do, to usurp our individual economic decisions, intrude on our very bodies, snatch us from our homes or lock us up in them, and force us to shut-up about all that. Unlike the Soviets, though, our blob is unable to suppress vile civil misbehavior, murder, rape, looting, car-jacking, robbery at the bottom and fraud, bribery, money laundering, insider trading, cyber-Ponzis, and racketeering, at the top. The law is a new wilderness of iniquity. Show me the man and I’ll find a crime to pin on him, Stalin’s KGB chief liked to say. Merrick Garland seems to like that method, too.
The people of our land look like they are being systematically poisoned (because they are). Our food is poisoned. Our daily bread contains engineered toxic proteins, glyphosate, and heavy metals. All those things will kill you before your time. Our supermarkets are stuffed overwhelmingly with addictive snacks made of corn syrup that turns people into oxen. Americans live on pizza, chips and soda. These things are in their faces at every turn, all day long, hard to resist, especially if your existence is horribly lonely and purposeless.
The oddest feature of this upheaval is that the revolutionary youth in the streets and on the campuses are on the side of tyranny — as long as they are allowed to do some of the tyrannizing. The mobs and the blob officials mutually reinforce each other. The governor of Oregon, Kate Brown, did everything possible to protect Antifa while they destroyed the city of Portland. Mayor Muriel Bowser had Washington DC’s streets painted boldly to celebrate Black Lives Matter, after they torched the church across the street from the White House, occupied by the wicked Trump. Lately, the Ivy Leaguers stupidly shout for intifada and the allahu akbar of beheading — the innate sadism of Wokery on display for all to see. These mobs got tacit official permission to do their mob thing — except for the crowd that FBI blob agents turned into a mob on January 6, 2020. Permission denied! Instead, the people who “paraded” in the US Capitol got systematically hunted down by Christopher Wray. Can those luckless souls now serving years-long jail sentences possibly feel thankful for being born in the USA?
Perhaps the anxious gloom pervading this year’s Thanksgiving is due to the dread of what comes next. No one in the public arena says that 2024 will be anything but much worse than what we’ve already lived through in this ongoing crackup of our country, and their expressed utterances are probably not as dark as their private, inner thoughts. The gang behind “Joe Biden” has successfully jacked our country into chaos. Something similar has got Europe and the rest of the Anglosphere in its thrall. Half of the public is grossly misinformed by The News, and swallows every proffered lie. The other half can’t get traction to storm this slippery slope of blob despotism.
So, the table is set. You have probably commenced the preparations for the ritual meal. We started with the cranberries last night, since the condiment has only two ingredients and would store well for four days. It came out badly. There was some rot in the berries that we couldn’t detect just by looking and sorting out some obviously bad ones. I hear a lot of chatter that the fresh food supply chain in America is broken. The bad link in the chain is apparently the trucking system. The truck lines can’t get enough workers to load the refrigerator trailers, so the fruits and vegetables spend too much time sitting on the loading dock, where they start to . . . turn. You have to wonder if this is a harbinger of greater disruptions to come, maybe widespread hunger, and you know what that leads to.
We’re going all out for the Thanksgiving feast here, a big fresh turkey, of course, and way more side-dishes than necessary for a dozen friends at the table. I live in a relatively poor county in deep upstate New York and I have to wonder how many people around here will go without a Thanksgiving feast this year, how many are suddenly mired in misfortune, default on a home mortgage, car sliding into the re-po zone, no job, no prospects, in despair, hungry. Perhaps they’ll be drawn to the church basements in town. That might be us next year.
Those of us outside the blob and their mobs know that our country has to be rebuilt somehow, and that rebuilding it must include assurances of personal liberty. I’m grateful and thankful this year that there are enough of us who understand what’s at stake and are prepared to fight against slithering tyranny. Do you see where things stand this Thanksgiving? It feels like the edge of something because it is the edge of something.
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Prophetic indeed.
” “I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be.
We know things are bad – worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: ‘Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.’
Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get MAD! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot – I don’t want you to write to your congressman, because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. (shouting) You’ve got to say: ‘I’m a human being, god-dammit! My life has value!’
So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell: ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take this anymore!’
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Naaa, the future is looking bright.
Picked up the old Obama phone, called the city food bank and asked for my Thanksgiving dinner to be delivered, ’cause the Caddy is up on blocks.
They can’t repo what they cain’t drive, heh, heh.
The kids all changed sexes, wow, the magic of surgery and drugs.
Renting out the spare room in the traila to a nice tattooed religious group of guys, yup, even gots a religious verse tatted onto the foreheads, “MS-13.”
I gets $2,000 a month and all kinds of kids visit, yup, they’s for sale too.
The goobermint has a deal on them.
The devil has nothing to do with it.
You and I let this shit happen, so now enjoy asshole.
and the punks have EBT cards
A couple of friends and I are planning an Arab Themed fast food restaurant.
We were thinking of naming it: The Allahu Snackbar.
Attach it to a resort. The steam rooms could be called Allahu Soap Bar.
Goat grazing with private rooms next to that
Soap? Not in their lexicon….
It is supposed to be the Aloha Snackbar. WTFIWWY?
A real shit show and Jim describes it with a rare eloquence.
More prophecy:
“A Dictatorship without Tears”
Aldous Huxley’s prescient 1961 speech
https://petermcculloughmd.substack.com/p/a-dictatorship-without-tears
It will be difficult to enjoy Thanksgiving this year, thinking about the suffering of others at our expense.
The victims of the Ukraine war, that Linsey Graham thinks is a wonderful deal for us. The thousands of dead women and children in Gaza, and the tens of thousands who have lost limbs and been critically injured for life.
Even the people of Germany who can no longer heat their homes and are slipping into poverty because their own government is completely corrupt and care nothing for welfare of their people.
It is hard to justify why we should be able to indulge in gluttony, while so many at that same moment are suffering terribly. Most of us are even too lazy to sit down and send an email to our representatives telling them we do not support them. That would cut into our time watching football and drinking beer….
LMFAO, Most of us are even too lazy to sit down and send an email to our representatives telling them we do not support them.
This might help you out.
I guess you are willing to entertain yourself watching videos, but when it comes to expending a little effort to try to change things, you are simply to lazy and to dishonest to admit it.
I think the point Sampson was making is they don’t give AF about you, just as Carlin says in the video.
but when it comes to expending a little effort to try to change things, you are simply to lazy and to dishonest to admit it.
👁️ read this “Reply” of Yours. And Your post preceding.
Experiencing Soooo many emotions, multiple ‘rough drafts’, Etc. and ultimately offering only this brief guffaw, in the 20 min. since reading them?
Priceless.
Sincerely, Voate. Hardererest
And by all means
continue to solicit Your humble (and duly elected!) Public Servant
Luckily for all of us lazy cowards, JDog is typing sternly-worded replies to us here, thereby dismantling .gov malfeasance single-handedly.
Our hero.
So what are you doing shit for brains? Supporting the Jews and the government?
Jdog is saving the world!
One insult at a time!
“Sit down and send an email to our representatives”
Be our guest. Send as many as you like. Send one every half hour.
Let us know what it gets you.
Public pressure matters, but I guess you need an excuse to forgive yourself for doing nothing….
Vote harder. I think someone here said that.
You remind me of this one:
Maybe we can write some harshly worded letters to our “representatives”?
The fact is politicians are whores. Any politician that receives 10K emails saying they have lost the vote of the writer would back peddle and change their position 180 degrees.
The fact is that our politician’s are shit bags because the voters are shit bags who are too fucking lazy to educate themselves and to be involved in the process which includes contacting representatives with their opinions and threats.
You are just another shit bag who forgives themselves for not doing you duty as a citizen because you claim it will not make a difference. It is not our government that is the problem, it is the shit bag citizens. If you want to see who is responsible for all the death and suffering look in the fucking mirror shit bag.
Why? They wil just manafacture some extra votes and not worry about us plebes in the hinterlands.
JDog, I want you to meet my friend Mr Dominion, Mr Dominion say hello to Mr JDog
Any excuse to sit on your fat ass and do nothing…. Keep telling yourself you are a good person though….
“It is not our government that is the problem, ” – says nobody with an IQ above room temperature.
Another do nothing fat assed entitled piece of shit. Being a citizen comes with responsibilities, but you are not man enough to live up the them.
My only responsibilities are to myself and those I love. I live up to them as well as any man in his 70’s, building a house in Mexico, enjoying my hard labor far from the USA’s non-existent justice system enabling BLM/Antifa/LGBTQ/nigger-worshiping madness. Go ahead, see if anyone ‘votes’ your way out of America’s shit-swirl into the sewer while you sweat at your keyboard.
As a citizen, it is your responsibility to repudiate any corrupt government system (currently all of them) that relies on nationalistic jingoists like you, yodeling “The government’s gears only turn with self-lubricating cogs…”
You being unable to see your stupidity isn’t my problem, it’s my opportunity to help you shove you head farther up your ass.
Here you go Jdog, this will also help you. I don’t think you’ll make it past three minutes because of your fucked up belief in authority.
You can go ahead , but I don’t beg criminal vermin fer’ shit, bruh.
The time for sternly worded letters to politicians is long past if ever there was anything to be gained from such busywork. Your efforts now would be much better spent formulating a plan to figure out how to navigate the imminent holodomor and how you will deal with hordes of starving and desperate people who will kill you for a slice of bread, most of whom will be friends, family, neighbors and friendly acquaintances.
Were on the edge of this: A small slice of the 75,000 Muzzies living in Sacramento just shut down the California Democratic Convention.
I suppose even Cali’s brainwashed believers in ‘muh diversity’ might have their timbers shivered at the prospects of Allah’s beloved beheaders lopping their way through the Chicago National Democratic Convention during 2024’s summer of chaos. There’s only a half-million of them there, currently on slow boil, scoping out Jewish homes and businesses.
Soros won’t need to pay bus fair and perdiem to Arabs to show their rage in ways that’ll make Coon City beg for Martial Law. Soros’ paid-for, liberal, no-bail, criminal-cucking DA’s will become bastions of hard-line law enforcement overnight when the synagogs start burning in the Windy City.
TPTB need no other excuse to lock down everyone except the millions of democrat-imported, well-armed African and Arab terrorist happy to work for Hezbollah, for free.
Sounds like hunting season to me. All I can promise is they will all fall to M2 Ball.
I’d say it’s been liberal-hunting season in LA for some time and nobody cares. Clearly nobody is keeping score because the niggers have already won by a landslide.
The DA just declared that no matter how far within the boundaries of the law and common sense you remain, if you blast away at niggers who are shooting at you after jumping your wall, jamming a pistol in your face at your front door and trying to force their way in to rob and rape your wife, you will be punished. Not the niggers.
According to Soros’ invader-loving DA, murderous niggas be doin’ Yahweh’s work as long as there’s white folk to rape and rob. If they’re ever caught, they’ll be released on their own sterling recognizance and paid to counsel other niggers to not kill niggers; just crackers!
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-12762001/LA-father-gun-firearm-permit.html
stay out of cities and ammo up.
” Eat , drink and be merry for tomorrow we may all die “?
“Shall we sit upon the ground and tell sad stories of the death of kings?”
Time for some critter hunting. A bird fresh from the woods, maybe a nice backstrap and some quail. Never going to go hungry where I live.
problem is suzie, when all goes to hell, that fresh meat will be scarce, and more scarce.
Wild critters disappeared during and after the Great Depression. Didn’t see deer in the Appalachians or Ozarks for generations.
How many rights are enjoyed by Israeli Arabs?
Israel’s nation-state law is an open declaration of apartheid. 2018