This is the year everything went wrong.
The year that the dried, cracked, and frayed rubber band that seemed to be holding everything together finally snapped from all the strain.
This is the year that boiled everyones brains.
Something has been taken from all of us this year, and it doesnt look like were getting it back anytime soon.
This is why I laughed bitterly when someone from CanadaCanada!recently implored me to vote for Trump this November as if it would significantly improve my life or theirs.
I voted for Trump four years ago.
Censorship and deplatforming are far, far, FAR worse than they were four years ago, and he hasnt done a single thing about it.
Theres no wall.
He has deported fewer illegals than Obama did.
The debt has climbed even more quickly than it did under Obama.
He has surrendered Americas streets to the enemy.
He seems much more emotionally invested in snagging 5% of the black vote than he does in even daring to address white people as a group, even once. He caught tons of flak for his fine people on both sides comment regarding Charlottesville, but his Justice Department seems committed to prosecuting only one sidethe one with the white males. The RNC commemorated the black loser who got shot by cops in Kenosha but didnt make a peep on behalf of a single white victim of the endless nonwhite violence during Trumps term.
Despite everything that Trump appeared to represent and in spite of all the hysterical warnings from his detractors, in 2020 its far worse to be a white male in America than it was in 2016.
And American culture is four years more retarded than it was four years ago. Actually, its a century more retarded than it was only four years ago.
So please tell me again what voting for him is supposed to accomplish.
Will people stop rioting? These people are so clueless that they dont even realize their outrage has been cooked up for them like a cheap TV dinner.
Will people stop being dumb?
Will things get better?
Will everyone suddenly put their rapidly metastasizing differences aside?
I realize theyve made it impossible for Trump to get anything done, but what does that say about the limits of presidential power? Either Trump is a bad president, or the president doesnt do much beyond give speeches and hand out medals. When it comes to everything that matters and everything he promised, his hands appear to be tied.
If the last four years have taught us anything, its that the presidents role is largely symbolic. In a rapidly secularizing society, voting rather than religion is the opiate of the masses. It gives them the illusion that their squeaky little voices matter.
No matter whom you vote for, the government gets elected, and the government always seems to get worse every time you vote for it.
Youre asking me which side Im choosing to forcibly take nearly half of my wages and waste it all in spite of what I actually want or need?
This will be the weirdest election of all, and there will be chaos afterward, of that I have no doubt.
I suspect a Biden presidency would be funnier, but thats about the only difference I can discern at the moment. The two-party system virtually ensures that things only get worse, including the level of public outrage.
Im sure youve noticed all the outrage. How can you miss it?
Through a meticulously manicured system of selective information distribution and carefully managed news cycles, people who dont know a fucking thing about politics scream at other people who dont know a fucking thing about politics all day and all night
as if it will change anything beyond cementing their shared misery. They are slaves to a news cycle, hamsters on a wheel they were placed on while half-asleep. Due to automation and outsourcing and the demonstrable fact that government exists only to perpetuate government, their lives have been rendered empty and meaningless, so they fill the deep holes inside themselves with endless outrage. These people are so clueless that they dont even realize their outrage has been cooked up for them like a cheap TV dinner.
It is like rubber-necking at the proverbial car crash, but after a while you realize that to keep staring at a car crashinstead of looking at the road ahead of you and continuing to drivemeans theres something wrong with you.
You live a certain amount of years and combine it with a certain amount of intelligence, and you realize that getting upset about politics is a costly investment with little or no rewards.
Imagine writing for 30 years and realizing the world is far dumber than when you started. Not that Im to blame, but obviously Im not helping, either.
Was it Nelson Mandela who said that hating someone is like drinking poison and expecting them to die from it? Well, I feel that getting upset about politics works the same way. Politics remain politics, while you wind up with an ulcer.
I see people working themselves into conniptions online about politics, and I feel a contemptuous pity for them. I was once among their flock, but yea, I have healed myself. How much emotion is worth wasting on something that rarely, if ever, gives me satisfaction? I dont see the point of getting upset anymore. Not much bang for the buck there.
Of course the situation is disgusting. But I dont see the value in getting disgusted anymore.
Getting upset about it only hurts you and not them. This simple concept flew over my head for an unforgivable number of decades, and it still seems to evade most of the people who open their mouths online.
I simply think, Oh, yeah, theyre lying. Thats because theyre liars. Thats what they do. Its much easier when you realize its their problem and not yours.
Ive spent about enough outrage for one lifetime, thanks. There will be things that annoy methats inevitable when youre mebut for the most part, unless I can turn it into a good joke, Ill merely look away. Who needs all that annoyance? Let the Perennially Upset circle-jerk one another into oblivion.
The word apathy was often tossed about as a pejorative in the wake of Watergate and Nixons resignation. People whod naively grown up thinking the government acted on their behalf had been disabused of all their childish fantasies. Funny, thoughI remember the mid to late 1970s as the most unabashedly fun time in American history. Theres something to be said for not allowing the bastards to ruin your mood.
Then, at some point, people made the stupid decision to start caring again.
I realize that people like to have hope, but at this point being hopeful seems sad and naive to me. Whats the advantage of being correct in a world that cant admit the truth? Whats the point of being upset with idiots when the idiots cant even bother to be upset with themselves? Inside my rib cage Im starting to feel a rolling tsunami of apathy powerful enough to crush the Hoover Dam. Hoo-boy, I could use a whole season of apathy right now. Maybe a year. Or make that ten.
Its astounding how much better life gets the moment you stop caring about certain things. Its surprisingalthough it shouldnt behow much better your head feels when you stop banging it against a wall.
Dont look at it as not caring; look at it as being carefree.
I know it sounds like hopeless despondency, but life gets better the moment you stop caring about this crap. Try itI dare you.