Soviet Affairs Desk, 12/20/2021
Back in 2017, a little communist incubator called Evergreen State College outdid its competitors for Best Campus Temper Tantrum by allowing the students to enact a coup. Evolutionary biologist Bret Weinstein, the no good very bad fascist at the center of it all, went on to warn Congress in an official testimony that Evergreen was just a test-run for something that would inevitably spill out into the nation’s streets—and soon.
And he was right. In the summer of 2020—call it the Summer of Love, the BLM/Antifa Spring, whatever—city streets all over the nation erupted night after night with protests, counterprotests, intrafactional violence, riots, fires, a shapely naked chick flashing her reproductive organs at the riot cops, and not one but two not-at-all-embarrassing-or-doomed-to-fail autonomous zones.
It looked like the Hard Left was finally getting the revolution it had asked for. But only a year and change later, it doesn’t really look that way anymore, does it?
I’m almost disappointed. After all, some time in 2018 I started to read about the history of revolution, and to devour literature from Soviet-era Russia and Eastern Europe, all in the hope of getting a glimpse of what was to come in the U.S. It wouldn’t be a perfect mirror reflection, of course, this New Revolution, but rather a permutation. Permutated by tectonic advances in technology and the reshaping of the sociopolitical landscape arising therefrom. The internet, for instance, has made it easy to spread revolutionary propaganda—but also easy to remain docile, pacified, addicted to the wild chemical thrill of cat videos and memes and…whateverthefuck Twitch is….
One part of the difficulty of getting a revolution off the ground in a time and place like this is that people just aren’t paying attention. And why not? Because, from a certain perspective, things aren’t all that bad. But history proves that it only takes a small number of disgruntled revolutionaries to turn a society upside down. Are we upside down yet? Maybe, but if so, it has more to do with SARS-CoV-2 and our response to it than to a change in the prevailing political seat of power. So, maybe the other part of the difficulty of getting a revolution off the ground in a time and place like this is that the revolutionaries are fighting a monster that only exists in their heads.
Which leaves a certain mass of us, whose minds and souls were captured by neither university agitprop nor the corporate media’s retarded narrative, to laugh and shoot each other screwy looks as we despair.
None of which is to say that we here in the U.S. have no cause to seek a shift in the seat of political power. Just that the revolutionary left does not know what they are talking about, and the corporate media apparatchiks who have attached themselves to the manufactured drama like lampreys don’t either. The revolutionaries go out LARPing, and the media gaslights the rest of us as to what it is we’re seeing. Social justice? I don’t know about you, Marcy, but what I’m seeing is hundreds of small businesses across the land burning to the ground. Bad for the economy, but it just so happens to be a boon for that corporatist wealth-hoovering metroid we call Washington, D.C.
Which is just maybe why D.C. is so enamored with social justice and its fruits. Social justice looks toward some new and not-at-all blood-soaked permutation of communism as its telos. And private property is as bad for communism as it is for corporatism. So D.C. sits on its hands while the commies run around smashing up and burning private property. All the while siphoning off what’s left of it from underneath us using fake money backed by nothing but a wing and a prayer. Remember that movie, There Will Be Blood, wherein Daniel Day Lewis’s character doesn’t bother to buy that one dude’s oil-rich property because he can suck it all out from underneath by drilling on the property adjacent? And then when that one dude comes to confront him about it, Lewis bashes his brains out? Yeah. Apt metaphor.
There seems to be no political will left in D.C. to do anything other than Sovietize. Not in the name of collectivism. (Even the Soviet Communists didn’t take long to figure out that all their Marxisming wasn’t working, after which they went on pretending that it was because at least no one at the top was eating the corpses of their children who’d starved to death.) It’s all in the name of stealing whatever wealth is left in the private sector before the economy implodes.
Bret Weinstein has said on his Dark Horse podcast that D.C. will eventually regret getting in bed with the Hard Left. I hate to make predictions (because I hate being wrong), but I’ll risk it and say I think one day many on the Hard Left will grow up and see that Bret had it backwards.