Collapse is coming, and what comes after that depends on who emerges from the rubble. From T.L. Davis at tldavis.substack.com:
The eyes see what the heart wants to see, but the mind, if trained to think, sees the truth. Throughout the pandemic the division was made between those who have minds to think and those who have minds to receive. It was a nationwide training ground for the upcoming conflict.
There are those who are too busy with jobs, sports and hunting to grasp it, to even get the information available to them and when it’s up front and in their face they’ll be forced to react, one way or the other.
For a lot of us, there is no excuse to be uninformed and unprepared by now, but there are so many who come across bits and pieces of the picture without the will to put them together and form a strategy for resistance. They don’t yet get the urgency. They see something about Ukraine, but don’t recognize it for the weakness of Western weaponry that it exposed. This was a major political and military blunder of proportions only paralleled by Neville Chamberlain. If it weren’t for the wholesale graft that Ukraine also represents, one would think this blunder was calculated to expose the U.S. to its enemies. Maybe, it’s both.
They see the pandemic for the fraud that it was, for how it destroyed whole swaths of American cultural freedoms, but still they complied. They accepted, they were too timid to just tell people no. They cling to their current lives, living in the hours before the devastation of the American experiment, holding onto careers that no longer exist, jobs that will not even be there in a year. They protect their bank and 401k accounts as if the entire worldwide economic reality hasn’t drifted into fantasy, held aloft only by the belief that debt doesn’t matter, that going digital will provide control, but where is that ability to control without electricity? They do not realize that their complicity destroyed the world they loved, that failing to say no, cleaved their world in two and it only now balances on the severed ends, waiting for gravity to take over.
