“If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind
is favorable.”
-Lucius Annaeus Seneca
We are here, the abyss, we have killed God as Nietzsche puts
it, we have ate the rich, torn down the statues, and now live free of
tradition, structure, and all the trappings of the patriarchy. It’s a time to
celebrate, a time to hedonistically dance, drink the stolen sacramental wine,
and fornicate, after all any repercussions of such actions can be justified
with a few words about progress, or removed with a scalpel.
How did we get here?
We have been "progressing" for over 50 years now,
do we feel any safer, do we feel genuine love? Do we even feel free?
The aristocracy of old is long gone, it was driven
underground by the enlightenment, so what did they do? They fled their palaces
and hid within the ranks of the Intelligentsia, those old dusty books and
leather chairs of academia, a way to separate themselves from the baseness of
humanity. They went into the Officer Crops where their talents for stewardship
can flourish, and worst of all they left the common man to his own
devices.
What did the common folk do? They replaced the old gods with
new, but instead of nobles with generations of culture, education, and governance
for dealing with the trappings and responsibility of greatness. They chose to
elevate the most charismatic or simply outrageous of their own ilk. Instead of
leaders with prudence, integrity and earnestness we have sports all-stars,
Reality TV stars, and musicians, and then we feign outrage when they do not
meet the moral standards of the aristocrats of old.
All of this while also forcing academia to lower its own
standards to further profane those institutions in a vain attempt to be closer
to the one thing they destroyed, but desperately want to be a part of. This is
envy in the name of progress; “if I can’t have you no own can” it’s a
codependent relationship with a toxic lover who plays the victim out of scorn.
We have done away with religion and expect the world to be
moral, we have stripped humanity of its beauty and then lament at the ugliness
around us.
I asked a 15 year old client why all these mass shootings
are happening, after all he meets the appropriate demographics, and he said “because
nobody cares about them, their parents don’t love them, nobody cares, so why
not shoot up a school and get some attention, prison is better than this, in
prison they’ll pay attention to you, and it’s better than here.”
Wow.
Just wow, that makes no sense, but who hasn’t heard similar
cries for help, similar “all or none” thinking. “Being dead is better than
being here, being nothing is better than existing in this cesspool.” This is
the nihilistic “all or none” cry for help; this is the despair of our current
culture.
Boomers didn't raise
their kids; these ‘latchkey kids’ were raised by the The Brady Bunch, Bill
Cosby and T.V. dinners, left to be Nomads finding their way through the
post-free-love wasteland. These Gen Xers
falling into despair, substance abuse and multiple divorces; they in turn did
not raise their kids. Now we have grandparents haphazardly rearing their
grandchildren, and great-grandparents raising their great-grandchildren, cycles
and cycles of abuse and neglect, substance abuse, sexual abuse, all of this
pain, this lack of love radiates out into our society like a cancer, a cancer
that is so advanced it is coming close to killing the host.
The Boomers swelled our population, consumed our resources,
and inflated our economy.
Soon all of them at relatively the same time will begin to withdraw
their retirements from the Market. Then the nursing homes will be full, and
without loved ones to visit, they will need billions in medical care. Then the
funeral parlors, with the average funeral costing upwards to 10K, and no loved
ones to attend, other than a dwindling immediate family and what is left of
their peers. After the Nursing Homes have absorbed their wealth the financial
burdens of processing their deaths will fall on the few children they did not
abort. What a sad state of events, a drained planet, a drained economy, a
nation striped of its values in the name of progress, and so few people left to
pick up the pieces.
A rootless culture, naïve, and wondering though the new
wasteland with no memory of what they were before, their foundations and
identity striped from them to the point to where they are unsure of their own
biology, not only that but their mere population will be a fraction of the size
of their predecessors.
We have lost thousands, no millions to abortion, suicide,
and all the telltale signs of our dying society. The opioid and methamphetamine
crisis are consuming our middle and working class, and most importantly our fathers.
They do not know how to be good dads because they did not have good dads to
model from. Over half of marriages end in divorce, and the majority of divorces
are initiated by the female, whom family court sides with, these men mourn the
death of their identity and simply check out, and sedate themselves until
death. If the father is not there to help the mother attachment disorders set
in which cycle on into perpetuity.
And on and on it goes spiraling down into decay and
degeneracy. How does one not hysterically laugh at the absurdity? How does one
not self-destruct when facing the overwhelming nihilism of our day and
age?
Progress without Direction is Just Movement
