Lately, for perhaps the last five or so years, I have had the oddest feeling that I have been living in a country occupied by an implacable enemy bent on demoralizing and fundamentally changing this country as much as possible. It’s silly, I know, but Sarah Hoyt has been having somewhat similar thoughts.
We’ve talked about this before, but in fact, I don’t think there has ever been a country like ours, where our elites are deliberately taught – in our best schools – to hate and despise everything that we are, everything that makes us unique. I don’t think there has ever been another country where our elites are taught to be ashamed to call themselves by our national name.
Or rather, there have been countries like that – but they were countries who’d lost a war, and where the governing elite were in fact puppets of their erstwhile enemy, sent in to utterly destroy what the country used to be and to make sure that it did not rise again and (maybe) next time win the war.
Did we lose the cold war? Well, of course not. Of course we didn’t. The Sov Union fell apart. Their internal economy was a shambles – communism does that – and they are suffering the fate of the defeated in a material and obvious way. The name for prostitute in most of Europe (and the Arab countries) is Natasha. Their population is crashing. Their men are dying of alcoholism and internally they are being taken over by a hostile minority. Ignore the invasion of Georgia, those are the spasms of the dying bear. It’s inevitable, in material terms to be aware that when it comes to the si devant Sov union the applicable Latin phrase is Vae Victis.
But here’s the thing – long before communism had lost the cold war, it had won the propaganda war.
Part of this was their saber rattling and the craven and raw nature of our intellectual classes. Craven because they know themselves to be weak. Dueling with your mind might be an exciting sport – it is, I know, I do it – but it avails nothing when confronted by thugs with hobnail boots. Most of those who labor in the vineyard of words find themselves utterly naked and defenseless in even the most minor physical confrontation. (Note, I said most, not all. I would not advise you to pick a fight with most of Baen. Even myself and Dave Freer who are relatively mild put bite into any fight – he, because he’s a devious bastage and I say that in the most profound affection [if I ever govern anything he’ll be my secretary of dirty tricks. The man has no bounds.] and I because I’m built like a tank and I berserk.) So they both turn coward – and justify it in big words – by cleaving to the people they think are going to invade and kick their butts. Now it’s Islam, but once upon a time it was communism; and they glorify and have a sort of hard on for violent sorts. Hence, their worship of that despicable, blood tinged psychopath, Che.
And they were really scared of communism. It also made sense in their minds – communism, I mean – as it can only make sense in the minds of people who live in the sheltered world of academia or the irrational world of art. And so… they turned.
Now many of these people, from the president on down seem to be running things. I wonder again, where do all of these people who seem to hate their own country really come from? Why do they have such hatred for one of the freest and most prosperous countries the world has ever known while idolizing the cruelest, most blood thirsty tyrants. Are they really cowards, or simply fools? Maybe there should be some sort of psychological study done of this phenomena.
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