Happy Festivus to the DailyPaul Community!Submitted by Molusk on Fri, 11/16/2012 - 23:16
Ahh, fellow Dailypaulers.
It's that time of the year again. Yes, Festivus. It is upon us. That means The Airing of Greviances.
As much as it pains me to do this, I must confront you with the many problems I have with you all. And they are numerous and manifold.
Have a drink, this is going to be rough.
First, I just want to say I love you all, I love you as individuals each in your own unique way. And I love the bunch of you. My life would be incomplete without you.
However, I have to confront you with some of those things that have been grating on my conscience over the past year, and let you know just where and why our relationship isn't working.
First, many of you are just insane. You have latched onto the Ron Paul movement to vent your personal spleen against society in general. You aren't a large portion of our group, perhaps 10%. You are perennial malcontents; you will be dissatisfied and unhappy in any circumstances, any possible world, and you hitch your wagon to the star of any movement or phenomenon which opposes in word or deed the majority, or the general institutions of society. You know who you are, so we will leave it at that.
Secondly, you idealists. No truth is too foolish for you as long as it is beautiful. You have a conception of human nature and of humanity that is so ridiculous as to be funny. In your world, teh people of the world would unite and live in non-coercive free market harmony, but for a nefarious conspiracy that holds them in intellectual bondage. Your ideology borders on dogma and blinds you to even the most basic realities of human nature that have been known for centuries to even the simplest children and schoolgirls.
Thirdly, you democrats. Note that's a small d. You still believe, against all experience, reason, and data, in the sacredness of the will of the people, of the voter. You project upon the masses and the voters your own profile of priorities and interests. You still believe, against all evidence and experience, in a humanity with uniform cognitive ability and behavior. You imagine that if you can just persuade and argue with enough people, you will be triumphant by sheer force of logic.
You see yourselves in a grand struggle of ideas with a humanity you've created in your own image; you are oblivious to the fact that the things you believe in and value hold no personal interest to 75% of people and no ideological interest to 97% of people. You presume that what drives and energizes you is the beating heart of humanity.
Fourth, you individualists. You special little snowflakes. Give yourselves a hug. Your ideology is so beautiful, your utopia as seductive as any yet devised by man or philosopher. You refuse to see groups, interests, or other facts. Yours is a noble pursuit, rife with possibilities for the historian or humorist.
Your sterile devotion to yourselves alone and your airy ideological castles is charming enough. Nothing beyond the individual offers anything to your palette. It does not stroke your ego. Nothing beyond your own ideas, be the right or wrong, titillates you or tugs at your heartstrings.
Devoid of interests, emotion, or attachments, you conceive of people and politics as a great debating society, or even a cocktail party, in which numberless Socratic clones debate contentedly the miniscule nuances of every logical lane and corridor, never raising a hand against another or considering something as crass as their interests or identity in spinning their webs. This blissful world is never disturbed by violence or marred by blood, and is thus very appealing to you.
In such indulgence, you fail utterly to conceive of yourselves in the proper, real context. What is that context?
It is the only real political context. You all, by virtue of your intellect and energies, are an elite or potential elite, in conflict with other elites. You are competing in a political arena with cliques and groups of elites, driven by both interest, and ideology.
In and of itself, the ideology hardly matters. No ideology was ever too insane to win the hearts and minds of a majority if it was championed and shouted from the rooftops by the right men at the right time.
Voting majorities and contentious debates are not what took your country from you, or drove your ideas into the underground. It was organized, well funded groups; elites, ideologues, cliques, et al., engaged in campaigns of propaganda and in the joyous pursuit of elbowing out their competitors in key positions of influence within society. The media, academia, and so on.
You did not lose the battle in the voting booth and you surely will not win it there.
The battleground is the institutions and machinery that tell people what to believe, how to think, how to vote, and what ideas to parrot.
Your failure to recognize this is a severe handicap on your ability to compete!
Your refusal to engage in those methods and behaviors that actually work on the political stage make you objects of mere curiosity and humor for the chattering classes and power brokers. Is that all you want to be?
Many of your ideas are indeed true, and are worthy of consideration and worthy foremost of a capable, serious advocacy.
You are so full of potential, energy, and many noble goals. A little realism and confidence in yourselves, a belief in yourselves, and you could well bring justice and sanity to a fallen world. It is not written in stone that criminals and sociopaths should always be on top.
I pat you all on your collective back for your efforts, your accomplishments, your enthusiasm, you sense of community, your devotion, and your love, this year.
You have stuck your foot in a very big door and made a mild tremor in a giant, rotten applecart.
If you will continue on your pursuit of truth, even ugly truths, and embrace all of them, and learn to love their taste, you will soon come to see yourselves as a real potential force to be reckoned with.
When that day comes, many people and institutions will tremble.
I wish you all a happy Festivus, albeit a bit early,
Your compatriot BILL3