It’s said that nothing is certain. And most of the time, that’s meant as a gloomy prognostication. But sometimes, that turns out to be a good thing. Sometimes, inexplicably, entropy doesn’t increase. Sometimes, things get better and more organized, despite our best efforts to botch things up. Sometimes, dictators are toppled, the Berlin Wall falls and polar bears overpopulate against the predictions of the great and the wise among us. Thank God for that.
If history is an indication, the human condition is never a constant gray for very long, though it’s been rather constant and grayish for quite a long time here in the Postmodern era. We know that things get very black at times, such as in times of widespread war. Other times, the culture shines very brightly, indeed.
I don’t mean to go deeply into this question – only to pose it thoughtfully, for your consideration. For I have a sense, intuitively, that the horrid grayness that reigned last century in the form of totalitarian regimes in the East and the relentless tyranny of globalism and political correctness in the West, may be coming to an end. I think that people are finally reaching a flashpoint, and they’re ready to rebel. I believe Brexit was the first solid sign of this in Europe, and I believe that the election of the Good Pirate, Donald Trump, as President of the United States, will be the clincher here in the States.
Rebellion does not automatically result in good times, of course. More often the opposite. And there may likely be war before there’re good times. But I feel that both may be our lot in the near future. We’ve done absolutely nothing to deserve the good times after all. Quite the opposite, in fact. But God, in his mercy, only periodically gives us exactly what we deserve, which is war, famine, pestilence and death. Other times, he gives us what he wants us to have, which is glorious happiness. I feel it coming. I can taste it.
And sometimes, little signs appear. Signs that people are finally tired of socialists and shitty music and lying media and political con-men and forced Sharia law and feminist bullshit and safe spaces and gun-free zones. The Trump phenomenon is a good sign. A very good sign. That’s only just beginning, I think. I’m especially encouraged by signs that the culture might be longing for a new golden era. After all, real progress means going in the right direction. Even if that means looking back a little.
Big fedora hat tip to the Lonely Libertarian, Angel, who put me onto the Postmodern Jukebox folks. These guys really are addictive.