|"I am Gotham's reckoning."|
(Line from The Dark Knight Rises final trailer)
We came to the conclusion that we're already starting to see the signs of humanity moving towards a type 1 civilization, those signs chiefly manifesting in the form of globalization. Both he and I agreed that the only way we'll survive as a species is to become a type 1 civilization. But what does that take?
For starters, it means that all of you actually have to be tolerant. Yes, that means that you actually have to practice what you preach. For a lot of you, freedom means that you're free to be a heterosexual Christian conservative who believes that we all must cede our reproductive rights to the government. After all, the government knows what's best in terms of what to do with the babies growing in women's bellies, right?
Some of you think that tolerance means a huge crock of horseshit like affirmative action, or calling every white guy ever a racist. It also means that it's totally acceptable to call theists morons, and we must all view Conservatives as the great enemy to human progress. Also, tolerance apparently means that we're supposed to suspend reality just so other people can be happy. Let's allow boys to be in the girl scouts, just because they have a serious psychological condition that causes gender confusion.
And these same people think that the debt system is still a good thing. Apparently it's asinine to be fiscally responsible in your own home let alone imposing that standard on the government. Sure, we should all live beyond our means. Credit fixes the wage probelm.
Despite the fact that government spending and debt in Europe has been astronomical for years, the solution to their problems, and ours, is clearly to continue on with the same practices that created the problem! Yes! Thank Christ we've got all of these super-enlightened liberals who clearly see the path to prosperity!
Well you're all wrong, and there will be a reckoning. Your generation (my parents' generation) and the generation before you (my grandparents' generation) royally fucked up this country, let alone the planet. America has become a festering shit hole that bears remarkable resemblance to ancient Rome at the height of its decadence.
"Jack, now you're sounding like an anti-American liberal!" Well, sometimes the truth hurts, doesn't it? Consider this: we live in a country where people can eat themselves to death. Not only can they eat themselves to death, but there are people who capitalize on their gluttony. There are people who weigh upwards and over 500 pounds. They'll eat four pizzas in one sitting, meanwhile poor children in Africa are starving to death.
That fat piece of shit couldn't be bothered to spare one bite for those suffering children. And it's not just the gluttony that's killing us, it's the overwhelming greed and lust for power that's bringing us down. "Greed is good," Gordon Gecko said in Wallstreet, and although people watched and said to themselves "what a horrible imaginary place that must be," they didn't realize that it wasn't imaginary.
|If God hates America, this would be near the top of the list|
of reasons why.
So when will this reckoning come? It will happen when my generation has its turn to take power. Someday, men and women from my generation will start getting elected to Congress. Someday, someone from my generation will be elected president. Sure, there is no shortage of morons in my generation, but there's enough smart people around to fix everything you have fucked up.
We will right your wrongs. We will fix the things that you fucked up. We will change the world. And many of you will sit in your chairs lamenting the "good old days," before your sons and daughters "let the world go to hell." And you know what we'll do? We'll laugh, because we know that you all were too blinded by your hatreds, prejudices, intolerance, and retarded ideas to realize that the world doesn't have to remain in this stinking pool of degredation that you've imposed upon it.
Your time is nearing its end, and when it's over, there will be a reckoning.