There’s cause for optimism in the many outbursts of dissatisfaction with governments around the world. From Elizabeth Nickson at elizabethnickson.substack.com:
This is what the economy should be – a Catherine Wheel
Much journalism these days is filled with fear, a genre made by the paranoid for the paranoid. A friend sent me Victor Davis Hanson’s recent X post about the lawsuits faced by President Trump, the corruption of the judicial system, the desperate straits he is in. Hanson, who I privately think of as Eeyore, is the King of the Genre. Thankfully he is a deeply read man, and necessary, which is why he is King. And his mind is clear. He sees it clear.
But he’s wrong. All those lawsuits foundered this week, a mere week later. And wrong are all the other catastrophists. They are so used to those on the top of the pile determining the shape of the things that their view is narrowed to officialdom, to the so-called “mainstream”. They think they have the whole picture, but they don’t. The entire world is on the move, literally. It’s on fire. There are 100 million fire ants on the move. We are setting the agenda now, not them.
Tamara was the logistician who organized Canada’s truckers protest, who was arrested and imprisoned without charge.
Unlike most mainstream journalists, current and former, I consider the following theory has merit. I’ve read into enough to know there is a mountain of evidence pointing to its possible truth. I think that the great families of Europe in league with their counterparts in Asia, Russia and the Americas, still, largely, run the world. They are fully behind the Club of Rome, the “overpopulation” fiction, and the grotesque lies of anthropogenic catastrophic climate change. I think they see Americans and Canadians as “their” peasants. I know that the Rockefeller foundation is single-handedly responsible for the hellscape their shut-down-everything agents have made of rural life all over the world. I’ve been to the places they destroyed; the mess in Africa is indescribably awful, tent cities and terrorism their legacy.
I like Pliny the Elder, Socrates and Goethe.
He only earns his freedom and his life Who takes them every day by storm.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The inbred elites?
Let them eat sh1t.
It is IDEAS that move mankind – NOT people.
“Powerful” people – powerful in terms of the stature in which they are viewed by the less powerful, give cachet to the ideas they promulgate. To the extent the less powerful accept these ideas, the ideas come to dominate or represent a society or “culture,” cleverly disgused in the form of the powerful people who proclaim such ideas!
Never to greater consequence than those that assert MORAL ideas! Specifically, what is right, good, just, proper and MORAL, is what is best for all! When in fact, such moral prescriptions should be directed at what is best for MAN – qua man, and each left free to exercise such moral authority!
When that moral virtue is embraced by the powerful and weak alike, then the nonsense that consistently impoverishes mankind shall cease!
There is no grand conspiracy of the powerful, save the power of the ideas they preach. The “conspiracy” lies in the hearts of those who adopt their ideas!
You see, when a nation threatens another nation the people of the latter forget their factionalism, their local antagonisms, their political differences, their suspicions of each other, their religious hostilities, and band together as one unit. Leaders know that, and that is why so many of them whip up wars during periods of national crisis, or when people become discontented and angry. The leaders stigmatize the enemy with every vice they can think of, every evil and human depravity. They stimulate their people’s natural fear of all other men by channeling it into a defined fear of just certain men, or nations. Attacking another nation, then, acts as a sort of catharsis, temporarily, on men’s fear of their immediate neighbors. This is the explanation of all wars, all racial and religious hatreds, all massacres, and all attempts at genocide.
Taylor Caldwell, “The Devil’s Advocate” (1952) – pg. 299