>>110906359I don't know if it's what really happened, but in Mein Kampf, he talked about waiting in hospital after the gas hit him and learning from a teary eyed old military man, that the communists had taken Bavaria. So he's spent decades in Austria, watching these people hold traitorous holds in union proceedings, art institutions, throw his own life and attempts to move forward, into pot, and now his homeland is run by them, in events orchestrated from the strike they concocted. And he's lying in bed, blind and unable to do anything.
It resonates powerfully, when you have those moments. When but the grace of God go you you could have been there, could have done something. Instead you're sitting in luxury. You wonder how anyone could play the lyre as Rome burned around them, and yet here you are, fitting for a metaphorical piece of music. I've had something similar, after going to Auburn in victory, and then watching Charlottesville burn into what it became, and watching the lies spin, knowing what the people there really were like and what they would be spun as. And me, instead giving into anxiety, and following my parent's advice to instead go to Disneyland, where I'd always wanted to go, conviently on the other side of the continent. And as I'm dining on turkey legs and waiting in California sun for a ride on the Teacup ride, people I almost shared contacts with are now on the road to doxxing and destruction. Such a shame cuts hard, and it motivates you to do big things.
I see a lot of Hitler's initial struggles in my own life, and I don't care if that makes you chortle, the doomer/bloomer parallel IS the National Socialist rising. It's that state of forces bigger than you collapsing around you, people laughing in its decay in big political ways, and small media plays. And then, you notice all the little parentheses around them, and you start to recognize patterns and... well who knows where we're all going to be in 12 years or so...
Am I the coming man?
