The Politics of Failure (How Cannibalism is killing America)

Day 2,842, 20:30 Published in USA USA by Dio Soryu

THIS IS TRANSMITTED AT THE REQUEST OF THE UNITED STATES OFFICE OF CIVIL DEFENSE
THIS IS NOT A TEST


Have you ever noticed that the only time we can get our shit together is when we're on the verge of total disaster?

It's like, the second we're in the clear, everyone runs out of ideas of what to do next and we just start pointing our fingers at each other and telling ourselves that they're what's wrong.

Most other nations don't struggle with this so much. They have a clear sense of national identity and a clear agreement upon who their 'other' is. Indeed, they may bicker and squabble amongst themselves, but at the end of the day they are each others brother and they know who their enemy is.

At the end of our day, it seems like our only enemy is ever each other.

When was the last time you were really excited about this game?

Was it some new measure of Government accountability? Was it an adjustment to the tax rate? Was it even a D4 Epic that went down to the wire?

I doubt it.

You see, that's not why any of us are really here. Most people say 'community', after thinking a bit, but even that isn't entirely accurate. We could abandon the game and keep the communities and friends we've made; I did so for three years.

No, we mean something larger when we say 'community' don't we? Not just community, but a tribe to belong to. But this runs contrary to our American sense of rugged individualism, because commitment to individualism is simply making a tribe out of ones self. We band together with those closest to ourselves, in MU's and Parties and the like and even in factions within those.

When you take away threats to the national tribe, we break down into political tribes and if you were to remove competing political tribes, we would see factional warfare between those and so on.

But when you think back on any of that, was that the last time you were really having fun?

Or was it the last time someone who had the balls to lead and demanded respect so convincingly that you gave up the petty squabbles of your tribe, gave up a portion of that individuality and let go of your cynicism, and let yourself believe?

Do you want to know why our Presidents are always so boring?

It's because we have a thousand guns pointed at their heads and we are all demanding they entertain us, individually, and that they had better not screw anything up in the process.

What can a leader do, but laugh nervously and maintain the status quo?

When, really, what we want is someone putting a gun to our heads and saying, 'It's time to give a shit.'

Fighting corruption. Holding our leaders accountable. Maintaining taxes. Fighting for America. High minded ideals. These are all fine things and have their place. That's why we spend so much time on them in real life. But when was the last time you had a hard-on watching C-SPAN?

None of that is why we are here.

We are here to satisfy that part of our brain that is constantly telling us that we must kill, kill, kill and that we don't get the chance to entertain during our nine-to-five's.

This is the most basic failure of Phoenix Quinn's philosophic approach. As noble as his aims are, in the end what he advocates amounts to is working tirelessly in order to make the game more and more boring. And why? So we can defeat Plato in some great chess match and prove that we are better at boring ourselves than he is at boring us?

Shouldn't we be trying to prove that, no matter how boring he tries to make the game, we can have fun anyway?

It's time to let go.


LETS US CHARGE BLINDLY INTO THE HEART OF HELL

LET US FORCE HELL TO NEVER FORGET OUR NAMES

QUIT BITCHING ABOUT WHO GETS TO GO IN FIRST, WE'RE ALL HERE TO DIE

GOD BLESS AMERICA, YOU SON OF A BITCH

Love,