America, you have become dull. Dull in your philosophy, mind, body and spirit. You are dull in your pursuits, your conversations, your thoughts, your pursuit of a greater meaning and lastly in your pursuit of excellence.
You are the instant gratification nation. You have lost your grounding. The spirit of rugged individualism and resiliency while not completely dead lies dormant in your heart. Your soul has been exchanged for Lord knows what? Pick a distraction. Plenty abound and your appetite for shallowness, low brow pursuits and immediate gratification is insatiable. Righteous pride has been set aside and replaced with acquiescence. Acquiescence to every whimsical fancy, every shallow desire and you wonder why we have the leaders we have. Righteous anger has been replaced with tolerance. A tolerance born of the weak, born of those who want to make right that which can never be, and a tolerance that demands you shed your rational self interest in pursuit of the latest fad even if it mean your self destruction.
America, you have forgotten your exceptionalism. You have not only forgotten it, you have killed it. You stand in awe and wonder as you are repeatedly told that you are not exceptional. Misty eyed, doe like in your acceptance of this drivel you gasp and beat your chest. Why yes, we are not exceptional. We have done much damage to the world. You weep and gnash your teeth at the injustice of it all. Oh how low have we become. What great wrongs we have done to the world. We must level the playing field and right these tremendous wrongs.
You have surrendered yourselves to the equity adjusters. You have torn asunder the foundation that your fathers built. You have run rampant like spoiled children over the morals that your mothers have instilled within you. Filled with faux sophistication and the faux appearance of intellectualism you murder the inner voice that screams out at you. You ignore it though it gnaws at you and instinctively you know something is wrong though you willfully refuse to acknowledge what that something is. It is guilt, shame and a lasting sorrow that will not leave you due to your purposeful self destruction.
No one is going to destroy you but you. There is no need to worry about economic chaos, about the loss of your freedom and your associated pursuits of life, liberty, and property. YOU have wrought your self destruction. Bleat all you like, lie to yourself that you are the exception. Sit and fantasize as to how you and you alone are the last individual, the last man standing, and the one who will survive while the sheep are led to the slaughter. You are wrong.
There is still time America. There is time for you to stand, to remember and seize upon your birthright. Remember the lessons of your fathers; remember the love of your mothers. Remember what it is to be exceptional and to live for larger purposes other than the purposes of self gratification, self aggrandizement and ultimately self destruction.
When you are ready to seize your liberty and emancipate yourself you will begin a long journey home. You’ll be welcome here with us as a fellow REBEL though until then you are no more than the hollow men and we’ve no use for you.
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without color,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;
Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us — if at all — not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.
So, are you going to be a man? or a caricature of one?
(re-posted from the original and massively popular Washington Rebel)