Land of the Free Home of the Brave: Where Crap is King

V for Victory — How Fitting . . .

Imagine America as an engine and you come along with a cross-section of it to explain why it’s not working. Since your audience shares your concerns, you’d think they’d be interested in understanding the internals of the problem. But they spend all their time talking about parts made by manufacturers they don’t like — never considering the quality of their own parts.

And even though you’ve got a rock-solid idea for how to fix the engine (or at least make it run on reason): They’d rather spend the rest of their lives complaining about problems than take responsibility for their part in creating them.

[W]e must accept responsibility for a problem before we can solve it

— M. Scott Peck, The Road Less Traveled

In a nation that incessantly blames and complains (seemingly for sport) — no one’s taking responsibility for anything. The ever-rising ocean of partisan pettiness is gluttony under the guise of concern. V for Victory captures my 15-part series on factions acting as force fields of fallacy for the Left & Right: Shielding you from the whole truth while you’re pursuing part of it believing you’re after all of it.

Mark Twain’s opening quote to The Big Short beautifully captures the clusterf#$% of a country that America has become:

It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.

The World You Wallow In

How you people behave in your cesspools of certitude daily would be unthinkable for me to do ever. I’m a bit old-fashioned on my rules of engagement: Show up or shut up!

So either engage like an adult or block me and politely move along. Is that really too much to ask?

I made it pretty clear in my bio for anyone paying attention:

I’ve always hated Twitter and when I’m done doing what I gotta do — I’m never goin’ back. Until then, I’m sending out a certain set of messages looking for intelligent life (fiercely independent thinkers who want to solve problems — not endlessly talk about them).

Think of my signals as a poor man’s SETI:

I’ve got an idea — and it’s got teeth

There’s a way we can harness folly from the past for the benefit of the future. A.K.A. learning! It’s as out-of-the-box as it gets but rooted in timeless truths America made outdated. I’ve already done all the work: I just need a little help in having it land in the right hands.

I have a very specific target audience to get this in gear, so it wouldn’t take much. One email could set off a chain of events that could open the door to the kind of conversation this nation’s never had.

Conventional methods have repeatedly failed and won’t put a pinprick in the atmosphere of absurdity suffocating the country.

Going by the galaxies filled with rock stars of reasoning across the social media universe — I should have no shortage of people eager to examine my idea and discuss how we could improve on it and proceed.

You tell me where those people are and I’ll gladly send out my signals to them.

If you’re not interested in hearing me out and having meaningful conversation — we have nothing to talk about and I wish you well. I’d just ask that you block me and politely move along. Is that really too much to ask? But if you’re game for good old-fashioned conversation — please contact me through the site, Anchor.Press.gg@gmail.com, or DM (Direct Message) on Twitter:

As I no longer respond to Tweets or superficial fragments of any kind.

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