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witnessing this is like watching a whole country melt down and I think you are right, it may well come to riots and war
the time is ripe because the emotion is high and the logic is low, people are fearful and think they have lost control, they feed the frenzy by lumping others into groups they can allow themselves to hate thus depersonalizing and allowing violence with no conscience
"Dude" ... you almost have a Ten Years After song on your hands.♪"The time is ripe because the emotion is high and the logic is low,
People are fearful and think they've lost control"♪♫
"...they feed the frenzy by lumping others into groups they can allow themselves to hate thus depersonalizing and allowing violence with no conscience."
That kind of weaponized "othering" dehumanizes everything in its path and it's the kind of thing a man like Trump is very good at, giving angry crowds permission to leave their conscience and morals at the door.
And when I look back at thirty or forty years of weaponized agitprop like Ayn Rand, trickle down voodoo and now Trump, it's no wonder the greatest country on Earth has lost its conscience. I'm nobody, far bigger men than I have written volumes on what happens when the moral conscience of a society is given permission to honor its base-most instincts.
We even consume the appeals to conscience as entertainment because the mass media machinery is so confident in its ability to twist the truth into fantasy and vice versa; the audience doesn't even know the difference anymore.
Eddie Barzoon! Eddie Barzoon!
Ha! I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist.
God's creature, right? God's special creature.
I've warned him, Kevin. I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a ****ing game.
Like a wind-up toy. Like 250 pounds of self-serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner.
Eddie Barzoon... take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium. These people, it's no mystery where they come from.
You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire. You build egos the size of cathedrals. Fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse. Grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green gold-plated fantasies until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god.
Where can you go from there? As we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet?
As the air thickens, the water sours, even bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity... and it just keeps coming, faster and faster.
There's no chance to think, to prepare; it's buy futures, sell futures... when there is no future.
We got a runaway train, boy. We got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future.
Every one of them is getting ready to fist**** God's ex-planet, lick their fingers clean, as they reach out toward their pristine, cybernetic keyboards to tote up their ****ing billable hours. And then it hits home.
You got to pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now. Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot and you're screaming for someone to help.
But guess what — there's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're God's special little creature. Maybe it's true. Maybe God threw the dice once too often. Maybe He let us all down.
I'd say there's a little bit of Trump and his supporters in there, wouldn't you?
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