Stop Letting Your Masters in Politics and the Media Talk to You Like You’re in 6th Grade
Stop letting your masters treat you like a child, and start enjoying life like a man – doing what you want to do, not what they want you to do
You might have scoffed as you read that headline. But nothing could be more painfully true. The elite, and their political prostitutes as well as the marketing/media marionettes on their payroll consider you nothing more than a simple-minded dupe who will impulsively and automatically consume their lies and wares. And, they assume, you’ll do stay locked in this cycle with machine-like precision.
They literally talk to you like you’re in the 6th grade.
I now recoil in disgust each time I see an ad and realize what a low opinion of consumers corporations have. The canned humor. The farcical nature of it all. The glibness. The push to make people competitively consume. I was force-fed an ad last week on YouTube that told people they needed to “Win breakfast” at their office, as if eating yet more high calorie, trash food was some sort of victory. WTF?
When I worked in the mainstream media I was regularly told to write script for 6th grade comprehension. In other words, cater to the lowest common denominator and never try to raise the bar. Naturally, I didn’t fit in well with that mentality and regularly had my scripts for news reports heavily revised by soggy looking editors who were usually overweight, and almost always duplicitous motherfuckers you couldn’t trust as far as you could throw them.
Stepping outside the narrative was, of course, verboten even though the management always told us to be creative and original as we repackaged the same pile of shit for mass consumption on the airwaves. Perhaps more importantly, we always distracted viewers with sideshows about nothing rather than telling them the really important things that are going on in society. Like the West being conquered by invaders, men and women merging into one sexless glob and bankers turning the entire world into slaves of their financial schemes.
The deal is, most of the time, the people who formulate dreck like this – then shovel it into our eyes and ears like so much manure – are right. Men like us are anomalies. This garbage is exactly what pacifies John and Jane Q. Public.
The problem is, this low mentality is dragging men like us down with the idiots who passive accept this ersatz reality. The system is designed around operating to serve and take advantage of people with low intelligence, low ambition, and low comprehension. I see them every day as I drive around America, weighing a deuce fifty on average, lumbering around like zombies pushing out carts of crap from the big box stores and cramming the slow death of fast food into their pie holes.
I can definitely see the temptation the power structure has to treat people like this, even if it disgusts me. The system plans the average person’s life out for them, tells them what to think and how to live and what to buy as if they were children, and they obey even as their rights, freedoms, and range of movement is curtailed one straw on the camel’s back at a time.
This happens every day on TV, in movies, and on the radio. These business models do not run on the people operating them being sterling human beings with a concern about the little man. They operate on convincing millions to buy things they don’t need, with money they don’t have, to impress people they don’t like, in between deluding them to spend a third of their lives at work trying to buy things to make themselves forget they’re spending a third of their life at work. Oh, and don’t forget, kiddos…go press “D” or “R” at the voting booth.
What happens to those of us who don’t want to be dragged into that hell? Tough luck.
The true zombie apocalypse is happening right in front of your eyes, not on The Walking Dead. Stop letting these people treat you like a child.
I’d never be riding motorcycles, fucking with cute, skinny girls, going to naked bars, dating women half my age, drinking Caipirinhas, going to rock concerts, living abroad in a simple apartment by the sea, driving a nearly 20-year old “classic” hot rod, driving a truck coast to coast once every year or two and living on the road while I pump and dump the economy – watching money pile up in my bank account – if I still had the influence of what the system wants out of me in my life.
You, dear reader, can do the same. All it takes is turning their messages off.
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Beta males/White Knights, and those lower in the Socio-Sexual Hierarchy are always willing to appease women, turning themselves into the human equivalent of an overeager Chihuahua puppy wagging its tail, barking, and staring because his master has a fresh piece of red meat in his hand. Women dangle the figurative red meat known as their sexuality in front of hungry eyes to get what they want, then never give the poor bastard the reward. Or, only let him taste it while cruelly removing the treat from his mouth at a later date.
Always ask yourself the same question women ask themselves: How does she benefit me? This is really the only way to look at women, as lots of experience with them will teach a man they’re more base, animalistic, and less evolved than he is. In many ways, they’re prototype humans, and men are the finished product.
What is sex doing on the black market anyway? Why must this culture hide the world’s oldest profession and oppress heterosexual men?
Evidence is mounting this New York liberal suddenly turned conservative is doing to the right what Obama did to the left – fool them, cruelly and with stunning sophistry. Just as liberals thought Obama walked on water as he earned Nobel Peace Prizes while dropping bombs, gave them “free” healthcare that in reality cost them the farm, and preached about unity while pursuing policies of racial divide and conquer, conservatives also think Trump walks on water.
All I know is, there’s a gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach about this character. I didn’t vote in 2016 for either candidate. I am prouder of that decision now than ever before. Something just seemed “too good to be true” about Trump falling out of the sky to give a last minute, Hail Mary touchdown victory to the average American wanting to see their country maintain its sovereignty and stop its further slide into becoming the modern day polyglot boarding house Teddy Roosevelt warned about.