Wake Up and Open Your Eyes

by Clay McLeod Chapman

Anderson Cooper made him feel stupid. Fax didn’t make him feel stupid. Fax just made him feel.

Typical liberal distress response from someone who can only stand there and watch as the world goes to shit around them without lifting a damn finger.

You are still assuming this will all blow over. You are convincing yourself this is a simple blip in the routine of civic-minded citizens such as yourself. It’s a minor inconvenience that will come and go and then you’ll simply get back to the blissful existence you had before.

Even now, after plowing through these lunatics, you’re still seeking out some common ground—trying to understand them. As if pinpointing where these people are coming from, their class background, their economic anxieties, is going to be the solution to all your woes.

Because the pillars of society have always been faulty. They hold up our ivory towers but they do not reach down deep. Now those pillars are crumbling.

You should have dealt with your fucked-up family when you had the chance. Now we’ve all got to deal with them. They’re our problem now. I’m not holding back. So yeah. This is not our horror story. This is your fucking horror story.