Depleting the Opposition

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To remain in power, even good rulers must always be wary of challengers. This is much more so for bad rulers. Despotism, massive corruption, and skimming off the top will give the public good reasons to want to get them off their backs, obviously. How could an evil overlord prevent regime change by containing rebellious energy? The concept is quite simple. All that’s needed is to redirect enthusiasm in any way that diverts it from meaningful opposition.

Mindless Entertainment

The “bread and circuses” formula is a tried-and-true method, going all the way back to the days of togas and sandals. In this instance, an evil overlord doesn’t even need to encourage it. Simply put, the plebs will entertain themselves into a stupor. Wasting most of their free time diverts attention away from the kleptocrats running their country.

The present generations are the most entertained in the world’s history. During my misspent youth, Pink Floyd sung of “thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.” As a side benefit for our evil overlords, the idiot box became the keystone of the MSM’s full-spectrum propaganda engine. Things have come along much further lately. These days, cable subscriptions deliver a cornucopia of crap. Streaming services can pile more bull cookies onto the steaming heap. The replay features mean you never have to worry about missing anything. If I hadn’t broken my addiction to the electronic rabbi in the living room, surely I’d be afflicted with analysis paralysis as I contemplated what cheap entertainment to watch while my hand lovingly fondled the remote. My precioussss… I’d never have time to get anything done, such as writing hard-hitting heresy.

Video games became another big time-waster. For you kids too young to remember, that involved feeding a whole quarter into the arcade game. (Why, back when I was your age, sonny boy, two bits actually could buy things!) The dopamine hits were on until you inevitably got pwn3d by an 8-bit CPU. Then, console games and personal computers came along. After a large one-time outlay, you could poopsock until you passed out in front of the screen long past midnight. As technology marched on, games became much more advanced, immersive, and captivating.

I got hooked early on, but had to kick the habit because it was soaking up way too much free time. I’d be embarrassed if I added it up. I can imagine myself squirming on Judgment Day: “So, thou hast frittered away five thousand two hundred and fifty eight hours of thy precious life playing video games.” I ain’t gonna lie, the dopamine hits are fun, but it accomplishes nothing. For example, taking over the world in a strategy game feels like victory, but meanwhile your real nation continued to decay a bit more during those last six hours of escapist entertainment.

One of the managers at my salt mill was a Warcraft addict, spending an entire year doing almost nothing else at work. He’s a nice enough fellow, but all that didn’t quite win him any congressional medals of honor around there. With all that wasted time grinding away at it, he could’ve learned a language or two instead. Long after, I met him again and asked how it was going with the World of Warcraft. He looked a bit horrified, telling me that he gave it up. Like so many other addictions, it starts out fun, but eventually becomes a royal pain in the ass. At least he didn’t die of poopsocking.

Speaking of playing with the joystick too much, pornography turned out to be an even more obnoxious addiction. Although obscenity remains technically illegal in America, the Porn Wars went into retreat during the mid-1980s and sputtered out a decade later. Then came the deluge. Again, “bread and circuses” is an entirely passive strategy, and a clever evil overlord knows when to step aside and let it unfold all by itself. Surely a few principled cultural conservatives in Congress aren’t too happy about the knee-deep sewage degrading society. On the other hand, The System overall doesn’t seem to be too troubled by millions of lonely coomers fapping off to (((Pornhub))) for hours at a stretch. If they cared, they’d do something about it. Obviously, when a coomer is in his zombified trance, he’s not paying attention to the crooks in the government any more than he’s finding a girlfriend.

No discussion of bread and circuses would be complete without mentioning sportsball worship. Granted, there are many nations that go stark raving mad over soccer, occasionally sparking deadly riots. (Sadly, this type of irrational frenzy is nothing new.) Still, it seems to me that Americans especially turn football, basketball, and baseball into a religion. Part of it is the odd weekly ritual of gazing in rapture at the glowing box for a couple of hours while guzzling mediocre beer and munching junk food, the passivity occasionally interrupted by screaming fits which on other occasions would warrant a visit from the local exorcist. Really, it’s unnatural and unbecoming, and a big waste of time. Then there are other strange pursuits such as collecting overpriced memorabilia and memorization of sports statistics like a spergy idiot savant, as if any of that fan wank were important.

At first glance, rooting for the home team might seem like healthy civic pride. (It’s close to national pride, which is a step in the right direction to better things yet.) On the other hand, maybe not. Sportsball teams are simply business entities that can be uprooted and moved elsewhere. There’s no requirement that the overpaid players or the billionaire team owners have to be from the city they represent. What’s so special about a home team then? More significantly, sportsball junkies feel victorious whenever their side scores, but they’re not paying attention to their diminishing economic prospects or their decaying neighborhood any more than they’re getting physically fit by watching athletes playing with their balls.

Furthermore, there’s little reason for white people to hero-worship the approximately 2/3 black NFL or the approximately 3/4 black NBA. (For that matter, how many European soccer teams look particularly European these days?) Beyond just this strange idolatry, the racial angle and propaganda messages get very noxious indeed. It’s quite curious that so many will get lathered up to the point of screaming at the idiot box, as if the outcome of some stupid game actually mattered. If Joe Sixpack started putting as much enthusiasm into White Nationalism as he did into the sportsball cult, then we could conquer the entire solar system.

The Generation Gap

Now get a load of this subversion strategy from Sun-Tzu, written about 25 centuries ago:

• Cover with ridicule all of the valid traditions in your opponent’s country;
• Implicate their leaders in criminal affairs and turn them over to the scorn of their populace at the right time;
• Disrupt the work of their government by every means;
• Do not shun the aid of the lowest and most despicable individuals of your enemy’s country;
• Spread disunity and dispute among the citizens;
• Turn the young against the old;
• Be generous with promises and rewards.

Riddle me this. What decade in American history does that sound like? (By Yuri Bezmenov’s account, the Active Measures specialists in the KGB were quite familiar with Sun-Tzu.) Now let’s do a deep dive on item 6 here. Attempts to radicalize the youth are nothing new. Then that kicked into high gear during the Marx-Mao-Marcuse hippy-dippy era. Consider the young Boomers who got involved in the Counterculture back then. During America’s last normal decade, they grew up enjoying much more prosperity and upward mobility than their ancestors. Then in the 1960s, a significant fraction of those kids decided it was all for the birds. Never trust anyone over thirty, dig? The older generations were cast into the Big Bad role, bringing turbulence to countless nice families.

Note well: by no means did all this “just happen” by itself, as if it were something that simply breezed in on its own like random weather patterns. When big trends occur out of nowhere, more often than not there are powerful interests behind it. The generation gap was engineered by Pied Pipers like Allen Ginsberg, Jerry Rubin, and Herbert Marcuse, to name but a few of the guilty parties. (This is notwithstanding whether these individuals were useful idiots carried away in the zeitgeist or knew they were doing the will of the Kremlin’s evil overlords.) Although this Counterculture was less numerous than the “square culture” of the times, it’s remembered as the defining ideological current of the 1960s, thanks to sympathetic historiography. Other than that, Ronald Reagan wittily described them as acting like Tarzan, looking like Jane, and smelling like Cheetah. As I put it in Deplorable Diatribes:

The majority of them only absorbed a watered-down version of leftist ideology – “Communism Lite” – but the effort in leading the youth astray wasn’t wasted. They burnt their draft cards, contributed relatively little to the economy during their extended adolescence, and would’ve handed out flowers if the Soviets had invaded. Actually, I could name a few good things about the hippies. However, it’s also true that they were unwashed potheads who disliked their own country. Eventually they turned into silly liberal yuppies who became cogs in the new globalist Establishment.

Fortunately, the “kill your parents” stuff is a thing of the past, but it’s certainly a proof of concept.

Grooming the Next Generation

Youthful rebellious energy is not easy to cultivate. During my younger days, my attempts to enlighten my peers usually struck a brick wall. If I could’ve figured out how to convert adolescent apathy into a propulsion system, I could’ve powered a fleet of supertankers with it. On the other hand, this variety of enthusiasm is a force to be reckoned with, for those who have the right special sauce to generate it. The ChiComs certainly excelled at that during the Cultural Revolution, to a frightening degree.

The evil overlords in our part of the world have managed to handle our kiddos quite creatively. The System still has its ways to channel youthful rebellious enthusiasm the way they want. When I was going to school, everyone was either gay, straight, or bisexual – that’s all. When the Wood Fairy first showed up, we figured out all on our own what we liked. In all my years of schooling, the first and only gender bender I saw was a dude in college who wore a crushed velvet black miniskirt. (This wasn’t the least of his problems; he was a major league douchenozzle and remained so long after graduation.) These days, there are countless ways to be weird.

Once again, this wasn’t a random fad that breezed in; this was encouraged. The results of this bizarre enthusiasm are plain to see. An illustrative example is a nonbinary fellow I know—troubled in some ways, but really not a bad kid deep down. I’ll call him Fifi. We’ve had some discussions, and he already knew quite well that the banksters are Public Enemy Number One. Despite this understanding, Fifi and his like-minded friends are out to do battle with the gender binary, which takes on the Big Bad role in transgender ideology.

To them, surely this seems quite transgressive. They’re right about that, but in what way, really? This war against sexual dimorphism seems rather quixotic, and a distraction from what’s truly important. I have to wonder – if their quest to defeat biology succeeds, then what really changes? Should Fifi’s cause prevail, the victory may win them unisex bathrooms, a new batch of pronouns, and a way to get into women’s locker rooms, but that doesn’t get the banksters off of our backs. It doesn’t trouble the oligarchs or their tricky globalist clubs one bit that youngsters are being persuaded by transgender ideology to make life-altering decisions without medical necessity. If anything, the evil oligarchs are happy that mass self-sterilization assists their depopulation agenda.

Rebels Without a Clue

Cultural Marxism did wonders to alienate the youth from their elders in times past, as mentioned above, and it also was baked into the GLBT cake from the beginning. More importantly, it likewise was one of the major ingredients in Second Wave feminism, in which “The Patriarchy” becomes the Big Bad. Dividing women and men was quite diabolical indeed. It also makes a profitable sinecure for professional activists, as well as women’s studies professors who indoctrinate classroom after classroom of nice coeds into believing that men are the enemy, and white men especially. It’s hard to overestimate the cumulative damage this has done to society. Still, there’s much more to the picture than that.

Cultural Marxism aims at dissolving all social bonds, exacerbating division wherever possible, basically prying everything apart at the seams. In addition to the above, it disparages patriotism, culture, religion, and racial solidarity. In practice, it’s highly selective: only patriotism in First World countries is disparaged, Western culture is denigrated while others are celebrated, Christianity became a punching bag but aggressive rival religions get excused for practically anything, and whites are strongly discouraged from ethnocentrism while non-whites are strongly encouraged. This last item in particular is why obnoxious minoritist motormouths can run their big yaps about us until their jaws ache, lines like “the Democrats are the real racists” have no impact whatsoever, and even an “It’s okay to be white” poster might bring a police investigation.

These flagrant inconsistencies are because cultural Marxism isn’t really some extension of fine liberal values or about lofty principles of human rights, even though it disguises itself in that sort of rhetoric. It was a subversion strategy, and we’re the target. It’s carried on long past the point of usefulness. This has been especially so after the globalists picked up the baton from the fallen Soviet Union. In countries that evil overlords already control, it’s dumber than dirt for them to run nonstop demoralization psyops, foment discord among the public, and so forth.

The results have been pretty obvious since the 1960s. This bamboozled tens of millions of people into thinking that the comfortable First World society which nourished them is the absolute dregs. Meanwhile, many of them idealize other societies, even objectively crappy ones, and especially those at odds with us. This is not normal. In fact, it never has been, since the beginning of time. We didn’t survive the Ice Age with young cavemen thinking their own tribe sucks, any more than emancipated cavewomen touted their independence.

The Controlled Opposition Trick

Another crafty angle for an evil overlord is to pull the strings behind the resistance. This creates a ready-made “heads I win, tails you lose” scenario. Perhaps you’ve suffered through The Phantom Menace, the eminently dorky first Star Wars prequel. Throughout that, you might wonder for a moment which side Senator Palpatine really was on: the Galactic Republic, or the rebellion? Then it dawns on you that he was playing both sides off against each other. He can’t lose, no matter what heroics a plucky teenage queen and the goofy amphibian dinosaur accomplish. The prolific fanboys at TVTropes call this the Xanatos Gambit.

In history, an early example emerged following the Russian Revolution. This was Operation Trust, a counterintelligence effort which hamstrung the opposition to Bolshevism. The history of all that is very convoluted, but the basic effort was to set up a fake resistance movement. This would serve as flypaper to ensnare the opposition, of course. Another priority was to create the false hope that a counterrevolution by powerful figures was soon to come. The believers waited for someone else to make the first move against the Bolsheviks…and of course the big uprising never happened.

Much more recently, the false prophet QAnon might be another example. I’m qualifying this with “might” because nobody knows for sure who Q really is, or even the true motives for all that. Allegedly this was a Washington insider claiming very secret knowledge. On the other hand, perhaps this was a troll embarking on a long-extended prank just for funsies. More likely, this was black propaganda under a false flag, muddying up the waters and spreading disinformation among 4chan’s MAGA following. It’s also possible that QAnon was the bait in one of those “FBI foils FBI plot” stings, or some similar psyop. The most credible speculation is that Q was some Jew in the Defense Department.

Whatever the case may be, at best, the QAnon fraud wasted a lot of time and enthusiasm for those who obeyed the watchword to trust the plan. At worst, this Pied Piper contributed to the January 6 fiasco. Had Heels-Up Harris won the election, the protesters still would be rotting in The System’s dungeons for a two hour sit-in that was small potatoes by 1960s standards.

All this served to make any discussion of conspiracies look silly and weird, tarring everyone with the same brush as kooky cranks. There’s nothing to see here; move along. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain! Granted, some of the usual chatter really does get way out in left field, but QAnon didn’t help. Conspiracies happen, though obviously not all of them are real. Sunlight is the best disinfectant, and to sort it all out, open debate is necessary, preferably free from stigmas about discussing “forbidden” topics.

Managed Democracy

Now we’ll take the Xanatos Gambit up to eleven. The American constitution inadvertently made the two-party system a structural inevitability. In that case, should an evil overlord manipulate the Stupid Party, or the Evil Party? Surely Lex Luthor’s solar-powered noggin would produce the right answer: pull the strings behind the scenes in both parties. Then it’s impossible to lose!

Here’s a telling tidbit from chapter 11 of Curtis B. Dall’s enigmatic book, Franklin Delano Roosevelt My Exploited Father-In-Law:

By 1914, Bernard Baruch had developed two unusual qualities. First, those of an able financier, a man with an alert, broad vision. Secondly, he was one who had gained the confidence of important world politicians and world money powers. This combination of talents caught the “eye” of world money and the “ear” of world political leaders, those who actually groom and select the candidates for President and Vice-President in advance, for both the Republican and Democratic Party slates.

This began a century-long confidence game. Sure, the Demagogues and Republicrats snipe at each other a lot. One might even think they’re bitter foes, but much of it is melodramatic kayfabe. Nothing much really changes even when one party or another has the presidency and both congressional houses, with a free hand to make sweeping changes in legislation. For the most significant example, the Evil Party effectively stuffs the ballot box by flooding the country with non-whites against the will of the people. Meanwhile, the Stupid Party continues to break its promises to do something about it, and they’ve had since 1965 to stop the demographic endgame. I’ll add that without curtailing legal immigration, rounding up some illegal aliens is a half-measure at best.

The Deep State types have their fingers in a lot of pies, including both major parties. All that would’ve sounded like crazy talk until the DNC email leaks shed light on the sausage-making behind the scenes. It turns out that Bernie Sanders supporters were right about him getting hamstrung in the 2016 Democratic primary. Meanwhile, certain Republican Party chiefs were doing everything in their power to stop their own leading candidate, including skullduggery of very questionable legality. The “lose with Cruz” types could’ve cut off funding and ended it right there, if Donald Trump weren’t wealthy enough to finance his own campaign.

It’s hardly a secret that both parties are beholden to massive big money corporate contributions. Despite any ideological leanings by these business empires, quite often they’ll bet on both ponies in the race. As to whether or not this is a legal form of bribery, I’ll have to defer to our editor on that one; he’s the guy with the doctorate degree in philosophy.

Private contributions are another matter. When Joe Sixpack cuts a $100 check to his favorite candidate, he might consider it a supreme sacrifice second only to offering his firstborn son to Moloch. However, that’s not even peanuts compared to the lavish offerings by the high rollers. Readers here might not be entirely surprised that the majority of them are Jewish, despite their 2% share of the population. It’s also hardly a secret around here that extremely wealthy Jews are often some remarkably tricky characters. If even the Girl Scouts had that much tremendous influence, one legitimately might wonder what’s up with that.

The managed democracy scam will remain a problem until there’s a massive overhaul of the electoral system. This must include sweeping campaign finance reform and transparency mandates. Other than that, régime change begins at home. Stay awake my friends, and stay aware!