In this chapter of the unrealism matrix we discover the falseness of the Democrat Machine. Chunks of it like, “Lunch bucket Joe” becomes synonymous with Gold Spoon in the mouth Joe. The guy who never wanted for a dime because his family would always cover his expenses. The Unreality Matrix, where we’re supposed to believe a Congressperson that makes a paycheck of $160K a year goes from low rent districts to the upper echelons of the wealthy.
Or how about the Justice Department. The DOJ will prosecute the grandmas who stood on the lawn at the Capitol but release the rioters who burned, looted and destroyed billions of dollars of American cities, beat and killed cops. Let’s not forget those Democrats who aided and abetted in their release from jail.
Yes, this is the unreality matrix. As we look at the landscape of America we see the two Americas. The America of the unreality matrix. The one the media and the thirty percent of those invested in the modern order. Make no mistake, this isn’t left vs right or democrat vs republican. This is those in power vs those who have no power. We, the “great unwashed” are the ones who can never be trusted and must be led by that thirty percent and the less than one percent who are actually in-charge.
Those in charge, the ones who run everything are the ones who have no fear of rising prices, more taxes, increased cost of living and the crushing burden of living in the modern age. When the cost of things go up, they just siphon more from the system, raise our taxes and live off the largess that they have already funded to themselves through illicit manipulation of the “system”. Whether it is the manipulation of the stock market exposed by such as the GameStop fiasco of 2021 or the rescuing of the banks in 2008. All the damage done to the American economy by the Hedge funds and the bankers, yet no one goes to jail.
Why?
You aren’t the Fortunate Son. Cue CCR. Yet it’s true. You can hear the song inside your head now. You and I aren’t no Senator’s son. You ain’t no millionaire’s son. We aren’t the fortunate son. More true today than it was when the son was written. Then it was getting drafted into the army. Today, there is no draft. There’s no selection. We’re all part of the same group – the ones who hold no power. We’re the bones and skulls they have built their political and financial empires on.
This isn’t supposed to suggest that all wealth is bad. It’s not. I believe in the system, of individuals rising above where they grew up, becoming more than they were with hard work and dedication. However, the system that was created two hundred years ago, is not the same system we have today. Then, it was possible, easier than it is today. Then, all you had to contend with was the power of your own initiative and competition. Today, you have that and you have to fight to the death a government system designed to screw you, complicated enough to make it more than a struggle and an administrative state that benefits from crushing innovation and true change.
Yeah, that’s about it. The problem, as Reagan said so eloquently, is the Government. The solution is the American People taking back what is ours. It means ripping those out of office, through fair elections. Unfortunately, that seems unlikely, which could lead to the already tried in other places method. The more destructive way of creating change.
That method, the more unsavory and unhoped for one is the most dangerous. That was to drag the wealthy into the streets and offer them up to the alter of Madame Guillotine. A method that will destroy our country and is not something advocated here, but predictable in the current climate – God forbid!
Madame Guillotine was no bodies friend!