You have to understand, this isn’t a game of chess anymore. Not the kind the old, respectable, and completely castrated Republicans used to play. No. This is a new game. A beautiful, ugly, and completely ruthless bar fight where the other side has decided that knives, broken bottles, and kicking a man when he’s down is just “part of the process.” And you’re sitting there, wondering why your “common sense” moves don’t seem to be working.
It’s a “win at all costs” mentality. And to understand it, you have to look at their beautiful, simple, and completely diabolical tool kit.
First, they rewrite the goddamn dictionary.
Take a word like “asylum.” A good, strong, honest word. It used to mean something. It meant you were running from a place where a bullet in the back of your head was a real, honest-to-God possibility. Now? They changed the definition. “Asylum” now means you’re suffering from “an economic decrease in your standard of living.” Christ. That’s not a refugee; that’s everybody. That’s a goddamn invitation for the entire, miserable, fucked-up world to come on over.
And you can see the beautiful, ugly, and completely fraudulent absurdity of it when you see these same “asylum seekers” flying back on vacation to the very country they’re supposedly fleeing from. You don’t see a man who escaped the goddamn gulag booking a summer trip back to Siberia, do you? Of course not. Because it’s not about safety. It’s about votes.
The quiet, respectable, and completely brain-dead left, they figured it out. They realized they could create a permanent, dependent, and completely loyal voting bloc if they just opened the goddamn borders and paid for the party with your money and mine. They’re using our own tax dollars to finance our own goddamn demographic replacement.
And that brings us to the next part of the magic trick. The part they’re not supposed to say out loud.
”The Browning of America.”
I had a woman, a smart, liberal, Filipino girl back in Hawaii, say that to me once, right to my goddamn face. “What’s wrong with the browning of America? White people have had enough power.” And there it is. The quiet part, screamed right out loud. This isn’t a “conspiracy theory”; it’s their stated fucking goal. It’s a quiet, polite, and completely ruthless war against Western civilization, against the “white man,” who they’ve decided is the source of all the world’s ills.
But how do you fight a war like that, when you’re the minority? You do it by changing the rules of the fight.
You invent a new, beautiful, and completely fraudulent piece of academic math: Racism = Prejudice + Power.
It’s a work of goddamn genius. You see, with this one, simple, and completely bullshit equation, they’ve made it impossible for them to be racist. Because in their world, people of color have no power, so, poof, no racism. They can be as bigoted, as hateful, as generalized as they want against “whitey,” and it’s not racism; it’s just… speaking truth to power, or some other such horseshit. But a white man? He can’t even say he likes his own goddamn neighborhood without being a “fascist.” It’s a beautiful, ugly, and completely effective muzzle. It’s a linguistic kill-switch.
And what’s the result of this beautiful, insane, and completely upside-down logic?
You get the real, honest-to-God rot. You get “defund the police.” You get cities where petty crime, shoplifting, all the quiet, ugly little tears in the social fabric, are just considered a form of reparations. “Them evil white folks have been stealing from us for 400 years, so let that poor bastard have the goddamn Tide pods.” You get a world where you’re not allowed to be angry about the crime, only about the “system” that caused the crime.
You get a black murder rate that, per 100,000 people, is still a goddamn stratosphere above everyone else’s, but you’re not allowed to talk about it. No. To mention that is “racist.” You’re supposed to talk about the “root causes,” which is just another quiet, respectable, and completely bullshit way of saying “it’s the white man’s fault.”
And then, Trump. That beautiful, ugly, and completely unapologetic bastard. He didn’t just come down the escalator; he walked into their quiet, respectable, and completely corrupt church, took a massive shit on the altar, and then lit the whole goddamn place on fire.
And he didn’t just piss them off. He broke them. He exposed them. He made all their quiet, polite, and completely insane neuroses burst out into the open. The Democratic party today isn’t the party of Bill Clinton, that beautiful, sleazy, and completely effective Republican wolf. It isn’t even the party of Obama, that smooth, elegant, and completely empty teleprompter.
No. The party now, it belongs to the freaks. The crazy, fringe wackos. The blue-haired, pronoun-screaming, anti-American, anti-Western, kill-the-babies, hate-the-Jews, open-the-borders Marxists who used to be shouting on a street corner, and who are now running the whole goddamn show.
And the Republican party? It’s not their “country club” bullshit anymore, either. It’s a party of common sense, of the working man, of the people who are just tired of being told they’re evil because they work hard, love their country, and want to keep their goddamn borders.
It’s the craziest goddamn time to be alive.
And you ask me why I’m leaving?
I’m leaving because the house is on fire, and the inmates who started it are now in charge of the goddamn fire department. I’m leaving because I’ve spent my whole life watching this beautiful, ugly, and completely insane circus, and I’m finally ready for the show to be over.
I’m taking my fifty grand, and my passport, and my one, last, beautiful, ugly, and completely honest shred of sanity, and I’m going to Vietnam. I’m going to find a quiet beach, I’m going to buy a big bag of popcorn and a case of cheap beer, and I’m going to sit back and watch.
Because this next act, this beautiful, final, and completely American apocalypse?
It’s going to be one hell of a fucking show.
