Behold America, Lying Horribly Before Us
Americans exist in a nation of failed families. A nation which sacrifices the unborn for convenience. It’s a nation of shattered homes, and of nuclear families ripped asunder, where they even existed in the first place. A nation where commitment and lifelong together-goals are scorned and derided as superstitious relics of a bygone era.
It’s a nation where children are raised without loving, male and female role models, with people making do as best they can, or else substituting the unnatural in its place: a demiqueer throuple here, a male “mom” there. A nation where children watch their parents move from failed relationship and abuse to failed relationship and abuse, calming their existential angst with the chemical neutering of the mind and soul. A nation where they’re taught of their sexual value at an early age, being little more than meat to feed the depraved maws around them.
A nation where they are robbed through inflation and poor stewardship of fiscal resources. A nation where they will put in taxes that they know will never come back to benefit them, as that house of cards is set to collapse. A nation where they’re told they have to go into lifelong monetary slavery to get a degree which doesn’t pay, or else they’ll be considered redneck trash; ignorant fools fit to be mocked as innumerate and illiterate.
A nation which rejects anything supernatural. A nation which tells children, “There is nothing beyond cause and effect. There is no free will—that is a mere illusion. You are a biological machine, and the realm of the spiritual is a belief held only by those little more intelligent than molluscs. You, child, are no more responsible for the state of your mind than you are for the state of your height. You, human, are merely the outcome of random chance, destined for the same oblivion from whence you came.”
“You, your joys and your sorrows, your memories and ambitions, your sense of personal identity and free will, are in fact no more than the behavior of a vast assembly of nerve cells and their associated molecules.”
—Dr. Francis Crick, Human Genome Project
“Free will is an illusion. Our wills are simply not of our own making…We do not have the freedom we think we have.”
—Dr. Sam Harris, “Free Will”
Children are raised in a nation where their leaders are known perverts and liars, and yet they watch as the adults around them scream and let spittle fly to vote for the liar on their side. A nation where they have seemingly only one choice: be used and molested, and choose the one who will be most gentle when doing it.
They are raised in a nation that embraces a horror peculiar to modern man, declaring, “Because man is nothing when he dies, he is nothing when he lives.” A nation which says that the only purpose in life is whatever you happen to make of it, and it’s a shame that Hitler did it so effectively. A nation where the underlying reality, though the populace dares not speak it, is that there is no point to any of this. Not the murder of children, not the joy of childbirth, not anything. It is all pointless indifference and molecules fizzing in an uncaring world, destined to be forgotten in the heat death of the universe. A nation which does not actually dare believe that one can even intend to do something, because that would be to say that there is a spirit inside you. No, there is no intentionality, no free will, no good, no evil. There is merely what happens, so with any luck, you get the pleasure you can until chance extinguishes your mind.
It is a nation of nihilism. One of abject horror. One led by monsters, and suffused with evil, anguish, suffering, and malice. One where school shooters had no choice in the matter, as there is no spirit; no freedom of action or thought. The rapist is as innocent as the hero is noble: neither had agency of action. Indeed, your anger or your inspiration means nothing, being the unavoidable outcome of a grand math equation set off by the physics involved in the Big Bang. None of it matters.
And so I see the two options spread out horribly before me:
“Man: his hopes and fears, his loves and his beliefs, are but the outcome of accidental collocations of atoms; no fire, no heroism, no intensity of thought and feeling, can preserve an individual life beyond the grave…only on the firm foundation of unyielding despair, can the soul’s habitation henceforth be safely built.”
-Bertrand Russel
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For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do every good work, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
-Apostle Paul
In a world of broken families, strewn about as so much dry tinder, ready to be set ablaze by the spark of despair, I know which one I embrace for my family.
May God be with us all.
