A writer's blog of the sublime, surreal, repugnant and redeeming.

This is a writer's blog of the sublime, surreal, repugnant and redeeming, my venture into the great unknown and unknowable.

Thursday, October 5, 2023

The Death of Qanon Fascism is Nigh; Litigate the Gullible Before They Lose Everything.

Every time I turn on the news T***p is getting his ass figuratively handed to him, which is great. But it needs to be actually handed to him in an all-encompassing defeat that will inspire his robots to a) hopefully wake up and regret everything they've done and said for the last 7 years and start to make amends; b) die of old age while babbling Qanon conspiracies, bitter, hopeless and alone; or c) lose all faith in existence and their holy fascist savior, and take the exit door labeled "Jim's Koolaid". Which I hope the J6 rioters do in federal prison.

In 1945 it required a bombardment of the Third Reich to slam reciprocal trauma into the cultural memory of Germany to prevent future fascism from gaining political validation. Nowadays we can look forward to a softer but still ruthless evolutionary approach through the court system, time and old age. Any one of a), b) or c) will lead to a lesson learned; whether or not it requires reincarnation is up to each individual gullible shmuck.
It matters little to me because I don't have any Qanon/T***p casualties in my life. If I did, I myself would switch off the tragic feelings and find a fairly ruthless and litigious way to get to their remaining monetary assets before it goes to the current host of fear based online scams.
Practicality before feelings.

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