Sunday thoughts
We all time travel, it's just that we pay for the passage with age. As our bodies and minds age, we learn how it turns out - an excitement without parallel, in my opinion.
Gosh folks.
We have come a long way.
There are these nostalgia farming videos on TikTok that people have put a lot of time into… unearthed scratchy camcorder footage of suburban malls in the early 2000s, buses pulling away from the schoolyard before first day of Spring Break, people opening their Sega Genesis or Playstation 2 under the Christmas tree… that sort of thing.
“Oh, if only we could go back!” viewers in the comments crow.
I don’t want to go back. I have some fond memories, but we were living in the immediate shadow of 9/11… 15 years of military occupation followed in the Middle East, while most of us were put to sleep by the culture here at home. Docile, and asleep.
The Patriot Act and NSA hollowed out every organic movement of note that sprung up during that time; Anonymous, Occupy, and the new age groups all eventually reduced to weird gimps furthering faux-progressive interests that… surprise!… were precisely in line with 7th floor DC aspirations all along.
An empire of astonishing scope and power, and we grew up behind its walls without even knowing it.
Now it’s the strange 2020s… most of my favorite teachers from high school and middle school are dead. My former role models hawk vaccines on TV all night and day for a pandemic I thought they said ended a year ago.
Bush and Clinton look old and frail. The past is losing its hold on the present.
We got the distantly futuristic AI… ChatGPT first, and now Elon Musk’s impressive Grok.
The computers think now. It’s artificial thinking; they don’t arrive at answers the same way we do, but they arrive at an answer nonetheless — one better than any human could draft in the same amount of time.
Internet speeds are a gigabit per second, the computer science has gotten simply amazing from the perspective of 2004-2010, yet our culture — the stores, the movie theatres playing Marvel movies — seem almost identical to 2011 or 2012.
It’s a facade, in a sense.
The America of today you see in the malls and at the local bars and restaurants and in the airports — it’s a facsimile of a prior age, but we aren’t there any more culturally, and we all know it. We survived a once in 100 year pandemic… public officials were ruthless toward us, the Constitution was essentially ignored… if we’re lucky, it is something we won’t experience again in our lifetimes, statistically speaking.
We’re fully hatched moderns pretending we’re still in the 2010s. I like knowing how things turn out, even if this is how they turned out.
In the background, ceaselessly growing in influence if not always in market value — Bitcoin. I said for years it was the real populism, the real phalanx formed in response to growing oppression from aging bureaucrats in DC and Brussels and elsewhere.
…and I was completely right.
It makes me smile. They silenced and obfuscated the human trafficking story, unfortunately; I don’t think it will fully emerge until America collapses as an outward-facing empire, which could happen tomorrow, or may not happen completely for another 15 years — but it seems baked in to the long term model.
Put another way, America seems good at fully consciously airing a previous injustice so as to make way for a new spectrum of oppression or injustice. For this reason alone, I know eventual vindication is ours.
They tried to destroy my ease — tried to make me less relaxed, happy, open, and free as discussed in the previous dispatch. HA! That becomes part of the story… if there’s nothing to anything I say, why such focused attention?
The heavy hand reveals that there is a hand.
Yet the TikTok views continue to roll in by the millions. Ease is returning.
Bitcoin up 111% or so year to date, and the media makes things sound like it’s on its last breath.
People are hungry for truth in this age of bullshit seemingly everywhere. The 111% gain dismissed as a loser, and structural losers heralded as winners. People are sick of it.
That’s part of why FULCRUM News traffic and readers of our books keep growing.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend,
D
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