The U.S.A. Has Spoken: Voters Reject Stupidity, Demand More Trump
There came upon the earth a mighty Trumpquake, and lo -the common people sang in delight and drank a toast to the death of the western idiocracy. As if a truth bomb had been detonated, there was suddenly a smouldering crater in the space where legacy media used to be. The talking heads are still there, but inaudible. If a dying dog howls into a vacuum, does anyone hear? The morning after, as the Kamalabot was quietly buried in a Prosecco-flavoured tomb, they were still shouting about isms long after the audience had left. Even the left had left, because the media can’t be trusted to report weather, let alone dictate the vote. From Fox to the BBC the lie-amplifier had been turned up to 11 for too long. Meaningless noise drove the people away. The truth is out: voters will not follow celebrities over a cliff, or sit in the dark quacking climate-change lies when the electricity goes down.
A brutal change has arrived, and the US election-fixing system -once all powerful- has been stomped flat. Pundits have been humiliated before (Brexit/Trump 2016) but this time round the custard-pie-in-the-face had a brick inside it. For all the meaningless babble about a Trumpocalypse, it is not the people but the system itself that must pay the price. Almost nothing remains of the Democratic party’s American Scream outside the rancid sewer of Hollywood -where studio heads are rolling and yesterday’s superstars are sleeping with the fishes. Old rules no longer apply and the customers have remembered they are always right.
Elections didn’t use to go like this. A dozen or so elections ago, you woke up, saw the result and got on with life as before because -by and large- nothing very much changed in a hurry. Now every result marks the launch of fifty different strategies to somehow survive what’s coming. Too much government is the reason, and too many politicians like it that way.
We need new ways to manage this different world -a world almost unrecognisable to many (like me) whose lives spanned the digital revolt. If a Trump regime has any one purpose it is to repair the damage done to America and its people. Rebuild, then, do away with the juvenile fantasy of a diversity paradise that never was and never will be. But don’t stop at America, for god’s sake. Britain’s so-called “right” must wake up and smell the new reality. There must be a recognition that left and right are no longer meaningful expressions of the danger confronting our society. There is already one vast organisation that stands in opposition to freedom: the unelected globalist cabal that operates above and outwith democratic control. The legacy media was its defence-mechanism, and generations of brainwashed students are its footsoldiers.
Trump is back but not for long. The woke-media mirage has been punctured, but the billions sighing in relief must catch this rare wave of change and react immediately. If not, the same control-freaks will quickly re-take control of any and all remaining avenues of freedom -beginning, as always, with our right to speak freely. The new raft of internet commentators in particular will now come under attack, and censorship will be ramped up to desperate new heights. The dragon is not dead, just wounded.
Tomorrow’s refuseniks will have one hell of a fight to retain free speech -a battle for which the graduates of 2040 will be ill-prepared. Remember, as infant-veterans of 2020 they have been pre-trained to wear a state muzzle on command. Those of us who remember how gloriously free we were in pre-covid times should hammer that message home: use it or lose it.
BEWARE OF SMARTFINGS
I am a greybeard, lucky to possess a brain that was not shaped by dopamine-pushers. Smartphone culture -designed to stop kids growing up- came too late to cripple the likes of me. But too many youngsters have no concept of the addictions and limitations being forced upon them. The last thing government wants is a population of bright, clear-headed thinkers. The state wants us retarded, stuck at the level of pictures and emojis.
This era of non-stop ever-present governance is people-farming at its most grotesque. Our homes are mutating into prisons stuffed with surveillance devices, our computers bugged, our every action logged, every word heard, our lives digitised, stolen and sold on the dark market of corporate interest. One day soon there will be a flashing sign at the door of every church: THIS SITE USES COOKIES. The must-have phone -your phone- is a two-pronged fork: at best a tag for tracking you down; at worst a cattle-prod built for zapping you back onto the leash.
The one thing George Orwell overlooked was that coercion is less profitable than persuasion, In the novel 1984 the party’s speakers and screens are imposed by force on the public; in 2024 we pay through the nose for the privilege. As long as I live I will never forget that first taste of fascism -the universal state-command that pinged onto every phone in the country in March of 2020. “Public Health Emergency.” They used 50 words to say it but the message was STAY HOME OR ELSE.
However freely you may invite or accept one, every ‘notification’ is just an electronic jab in the ear sent to produce an effect. That’s an unequal, parasitic interface. I do not respond well -to put it mildly- to digital stimuli from machines, and nor should anyone. Real adults don’t just give in to impulses, because we know our choices will create consequences.
Making a series of good decisions is the prime necessity of daily life: Don’t drink whisky for breakfast; Don’t forget to eat; Look before you cross the street; Beware of wild animals. A thousand decisions as good as these and you’ll get by just fine. But under corporate or state control, the smartphone will barge in to interrupt, to break that chain of good decisions -the chain of optimum choices that go together to make a successful day. The phone can perform an endless series of tricks, but life is not a circus. Every smartphone has all the potential of a good servant -and that of an evil master.
Being old and cynical I always think twice before using the smartphone, because if I’m not careful, the smartphone starts using me. When your lifespan starts running out, the real world becomes infinitely more attractive than some pocket-size plastic brick that cracks jokes between prodding me to obey. Besides, there are so many things still to do. It’s not just the cost of keeping pensioners alive that has neo- Marxists like Starmer and Trudeau pushing commercial suicide-options for the aged. Actual grownups -educated, intelligent, experienced and independent- are the ultimate threat to regimes trying to re-populate their societies with retarded kidults.
COMMUNICATERING
Of course it was the double-edged sword of communication that broke the spell of 21st century woke tyranny. We have been here before. It was the newly-born printing-press that ended a 2000-year-long elite monopoly on knowledge, and shattered the myth of divinely-ordained monarchies. You don’t need to be a Christian to recognise that in the beginning was the Word. We are social animals and communication is our sanity.
America’s woke Borg were defeated when the people rallied around a popular, sane human with the courage to lead. Future leaders can and should be drawn from similar wells in every nation state. There is no reason to accept another wish-list of promises from the uniparty’s selection of professional crooks; party politics is the sworn enemy of freedom. The unique Trump / Musk alliance has placed a game-changing option into the arena, because both are wild-cards and neither was produced from within the club of career politicians.
Britain’s moribund kleptocracy is long overdue for a serious kicking from a home-grown political maverick. Unfortunately, as I never cease trying to explain, that is absolutely not Nigel Farage. Only those unattached to the machine of power can re-build it. The english-speaking peoples have no excuse for delaying their return to sanity: Australia, New Zealand and Canada should be scouring their societies for populist outsiders.
These last 20 years have felt like one endless, rolling emergency. From the cinematic horror of 9/11 to the cruel psychodrama of Covid 19, the nightmarish schemes forced upon us have come faster and harder than ever in history. Computer-enabled evil filled the science-fiction of my childhood; now it fills the very air that we breathe. For any kind of freedom to survive, the 2024 American electoral wipeout simply had to happen.
Lets not pretend this war is over. All we have is some breathing space before the next batch of propaganda launches the next contrived “emergency”. It is our job to resist that lie when it comes, armed with memory of this November 5th bonfire of the vanities. For 20 years we watched as if paralysed, while mainstream news-grifters bricked their own tomb, built an echo-chamber so tight it they thought it was people-proof. It was not.
Flashy graphics and split-second editing makes good movies -but crap news. People enjoy being informed -but not being insulted, shamed and threatened. We notice things, you see. We don’t admire smirking celebrities loafing in squeaky-clean TV studios -not when the street outside is full of feckless immigrants and the gutters crunch with broken glass. When the shopping malls are trash-littered wastelands of junk food and vape-shops, it’s no use announcing the economy is growing faster than ever. Outside the mindless feedback loop of television there is an all-too-real society of people with families to feed and bills to pay. And they talk; to each other, and to the world.
When the downtrodden realise they are not alone in misery, but already enrolled in a ramshackle army of les miserables, they mobilise. That was the real secret of the 2024 Trumpquake. Within the plastic bubble of TV, the soon-to-be-unemployed legions of wokery are still mouthing their godless prayers, morning noon and night; chanting their mindwarp-mantras of mysogyny, racism, fascism and white supremacy. But the spell is broken; the puppets slumping on tired wires.
THE NET IS NOT FOR ZEROS
Ever wonder why the internet is there in the airwaves in every room in your house - available 24/7 if you just reach for your phone? It’s not some benevolent act of bold generosity designed to make your life better. The state -and the corporations in the shadows behind it -desperately want you pick up the phone and make decisions using the internet instead of using your brain. It’s a power grab; the most dangerous in human history. The threat is concealed by the simplicity of the one-fingered operating system; it’s easy -too easy. On the mini-screen, everything is reduced to a narrow band of actions, services, products and information pre-selected by others.
Used properly, the internet is a vast, magnificent library with a billion rooms. But in the main entrances to this library -those patrolled by Google, Microsoft and Youtube- a gang of salesmen grab you at the door and drag you towards shelves full of their idea of what you are allowed. They couldn’t care less about your idea of what you want. The anditode to this era of creeping control will not be found on the internet, or in any other well-policed library. The solution will be found, as always, within ourselves.
Somewhere among our teeming millions are those who can -and would- lead the necessary charge. He or she may not be the obvious choice, and more than likely will be a hated figure, mocked, abused and vilified. History is littered with the oddball miracle-workers; change-makers who pressed on into the teeth of the storm no matter what. But we will not find them in the ranks of the Party -any party. It is not wimps who stand at the tip of the spear, but warriors. We cannot live without laws that prioritise the majority but we cannot live under laws that serve only the elite.
When the law-makers have gone rogue, brave law-breakers must arise. Mostly they are crushed beneath the governmental boot. Every so often, however, one emerges victorious -and the ripples from that victory expand across a sea of centuries. What do Jesus Christ, Galileo, Thomas More, William Wallace, Joan of Arc, Guy Fawkes, Nelson Mandela, Ghandi, Emily Pankhurst, Martin Luther King, Julian Assange, Tommy Robinson and Donald Trump have in common? Convicted criminals; every one.
The leaders we need might not always look or sound like TV stars; they will always be feared, slandered and arrested. That won’t matter much when the inevitable happens. The machinery of evil is tremendously hard to maintain; in the endless pursuit of prey, its devotees must finally turn upon each other. The weight of human nature leans us all towards the light; a little good goes a very long way. We should take heart from the Trumpquake, and from the knowledge that history repeats. Sooner or later the right outlaw wins.
Ian Andrew-Patrick
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