[The Mandalorian and Cara Dune board an Imperial Shuttle carrying Dr Pershing]
~The Mandalorian, Episode 2, Chapter Eight, "The Rescue."
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Now, to balance the scale, I'd like to talk about some things that bring us together, things that point out our similarities instead of our differences. 'Cause that's all you ever hear about in this country. It's our differences. That's all the media and the politicians are ever talking about—the things that separate us, things that make us different from one another. That's the way the ruling class operates in any society. They try to divide the rest of the people. They keep the lower and the middle classes fighting with each other so that they, the rich, can run off with all the fucking money! Fairly simple thing. Happens to work. You know? Anything different—that's what they're gonna talk about—race, religion, ethnic and national background, jobs, income, education, social status, sexuality, anything they can do to keep us fighting with each other, so that they can keep going to the bank! You know how I define the economic and social classes in this country? The upper class keeps all of the money, pays none of the taxes. The middle class pays all of the taxes, does all of the work. The poor are there just to scare the shit out of the middle class. Keep 'em showing up at those jobs. ~George Carlin.
So now MAGA idiots are apparently going around saying that Transgender people are somehow a plot to replace...God??
Either you believe in the eternal, omnipotent Creator of the Universe...or you don't. There's no "Both Sides" here, no middle way. You simply cannot have your cake and eat it too. You cannot be both Hegemon and Oppressed, nor both Power-structure and Rebel.
And when these fucking people act as if somebody else's mere existence somehow threatens their "God" that's exactly what they're doing. Well, that and trying to create a rationalization for genocide.
And functionally, these motherfuckers have been plotting to replace God and Jesus for awhile now, they just want to make sure it's the "Right" replacement, not, ya know, something that's been around forever.
When these fucking people act like their god is made of glass and everybody else is walking around with a sledgehammer, they're telling on themselves. The truth is...that's what they really want.
They would love to smash the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and replace Him with Donald Trump, who they've already been caught worshiping. (How that works out when they die and find out Trump isn't the one judging them, I'll leave as an exercise for the reader's imagination.)
And they'd love even better to blame it on their favorite out-groups (POC and LGBT folk) and then have inquisitions and persecutions...except they want to do them in Trump's name, not Christ's, because blowing the damned narcissist has become the preferred Republican state of being.
"Biblical" morality hasn't been a genuine Republican thing in over 30 years...if it ever really was. Their true gods are Dis Pater and Mammon, the only hymn they recognize is the clink of gold coins passing through their hands. The truth is they don't even recognize those ancient Demons anymore. They much prefer the utterly atheistic vision of Ayn Rand, and of her utterly godless, man-centered world, and of John Galt making the Sign Of The Dollar instead of the Sign Of The Cross.
But they know if they did that for real the Masses, the very Idiot Mobs they gin up as weapons against any handy Other, would lynch them and hang one from every lamppost in less time than it takes to say "Jesus Is Lord."
Or at least they would have, before Trump.
Trump just makes for particularly gaudy camouflage, he makes the Mob think they're gonna be the high-rollers, but the truth is it's all the same bullshit.
"Here, we're taking your Social Security, but as 'compensation' you can enslave the womenfolk and hate the Transgenders while you starve to death."
I couldn't do it, no matter how much money somebody gave me.
And apparently, I'm not the only one.
The polling is bullshit.
Republicans have pushed too far, and they know it.
Oh yes, they do.
But to admit wrong, let alone back down is worse than death to these sons of bitches, and Trump has "Freed" them to be their worst possible selves (Which is why they raise him up as God) so they figure they'd best forge ahead now, or they'll never be able to again.
When they lose the election, they'll fight a war against the rest of us, when they lose the war they'll try and cause an Apocalypse to kill everybody, in the hope that Trump is the Guy On The White Horse (Note: There's more than one of those and I think these assholes forget that the Antichrist is also written that way, just earlier in Revelation.)
The truth is what these fucking people worship is greed and Power and scarcity, they want to live in a terrible, dark world where everybody goes to hell, because that's what makes them feel justified.
It's too hard, there's too much freedom and too many choices to make, or something. They don't get to sit there and priggishly judge everybody, they wouldn't have the time to.
These motherfuckers want to live in a tiny room and sit on their small pile of gold coins with a loaded pistol in one hand, and a little cloth bag of Roman-style Idols in another, living in fear that somebody's going to come along and take one or the other...but also living for the hope that somebody does...so that said Republican can shoot them.
Because to people who don't really believe in anything after death, the Power to take an earthly life makes them a god, in their own minds.
They know they're going to Hell, because they know the Glass God is a front, and that they gave themselves over to the Golden Idols a long damned time ago.
They just hope you're too stupid to know it.
But they know, on some level, that the jig is up and that you might fight back now. In fact, they're desperately afraid of that.
So get after it, it's their turn to be afraid, for real, not in some way that affirms their evil...but in knowing that it might just come to an end.
So get after it.
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The ideal set up by the Party was something huge, terrible, and glittering — a world of steel and concrete, of monstrous machines and terrifying weapons — a nation of warriors and fanatics, marching forward in perfect unity, all thinking the same thoughts and shouting the same slogans, perpetually working, fighting, triumphing, persecuting — three hundred million people all with the same face...
...The reality was decaying, dingy cities where underfed people shuffled to and fro in leaky shoes, in patched-up nineteenth-century houses that smelt always of cabbage and bad lavatories. ~George Orwell, 1984.
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