It’s Red They Win, Blue You Lose (voting is a sucker’s game)
When the system makes winning impossible, it becomes foolishto play the game. This may sound like an excuse for quitting to many, but it isnot. It may sound like nihilism to those who dare not stare directly at thetruth, but they are wrong. It is starting over. It is letting go of what doesnot work in order to try something else. It is abandoning illusion in order tofind the truth. It is leaving the comfort that conformity and obedience providein order to find some solid ground on which to make a stand.
People wedded to a dysfunctional system will accuse you ofrefusing to use the impotent instruments of change provided to you by those whowould be your masters. In truth, you are coming to the realization that it istime to take charge.
I look at what others point to as a collection of victoriesand all I see does not amount to a pile of crumbs. Those who are swayed by suchscraps are like gambling addicts, remembering every time they left the casinoup for the night while ignoring their impending bankruptcy. They are blinded bythe blinking lights of the machine that robs them. One more pull of the leverand everything will all be right. One more pull of the lever and all will beright. One more pull…
This is not cowardice to refuse to go along, it is courage.It is not resignation, it is determination. Determination to take the reins ofpower from those who shake the nuclear dice. To take the microphone from thepropagandists and paid spokespersons and speak the truth and not the partyline.
It is the unavoidable acceptance of facts, knowing that tothink otherwise is to engage in self-deception and the abandonment of ourresponsibilities.
I assure you that once freed from the box they do all theirpower to keep you in, you will laugh at the idea that you once consideredvoting for Trump or Harris. You will howl with laughter thinking of how youonce put your faith in those who already failed you so many times. That yougave your power to those least qualified to wield it responsibly.
You will one day look upon such behavior as you now lookupon the games you once played as a child. You will one day cringe at thedecisions you make now as you cringe at the reckless and irresponsible behaviorof your adolescence, grateful that you have survived it. Knowing that it wasmere luck that you made it through those days before you realized just howprecious life really is. And you will ask yourself “What the hell was Ithinking?” And you won’t be able to answer, because you will no longer recognizethe foolish person you are now. And you will gaze upon those people you oncelooked up to and realize just how badly they betrayed you, and what a fool youwere to let them get away with it.
There will come a time when you will grow disgusted withplaying children’s games, in being led by children. In playing grown up insteadof acting like a grown up. There will come a time when you realize it is not agame, and even if it was, no one else has the right to write the rules for you.On that day you will feel good, even with the burden of responsibility restingfirmly on your shoulders.
The story of our time is being written by idiots. Bypsychopaths drunk with power and terrified of all they cannot dominate. By themorally bankrupt and by emotionally crippled children. Their narrative weavesthe thinnest of veils so that you see only half of their evil mixed withillusory good. Their illusions and puppetry can only ever deceive those whowish to be deceived. Those with a critical and honest eye will pierce the wispythin veil, and an illusion once pierced can never again be mistaken for reality.
This will be your future. You will be made to see the truthfor what it is, whether you desire it or not. Your only choice is whether togaze upon it as a helpless child or as a grown up ready to act upon what can nolonger be denied.
