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Writer's pictureL. Roy Aiken

Unspoken Truces, Unknown Alliances

Updated: Jul 15, 2021

More Notes as the Smoke Clears in Post-America

 

There’s been an unspoken (until now) treaty observed between the anti-Trump people on my Facebook Friends list and myself. No matter what we post politically, so long as we don’t comment on each other’s posts, we stay Friends.


I’ve lost surprisingly few Friends throughout the long global ordeal that began with the pandemic hoax lockdowns in March 2020. Given my own seizures from the rage virus and the inflammatory crap I’ve posted—I’m not above this—sometimes I wonder what it’ll take to flame everyone off.


For all I know half of the 140 or so have me snoozed/muted so they don’t see me when I’m on a tear but the experience has chastened me. I’ve dialed back a bit on the political raging, but my anti-fake vaccination stuff is still spicy enough.


My overall tone is changing with my general attitude, though, namely, that I’m sorry the Big Loud Man in the White House unsettled you—really, I am—and I’m sorry you got duped by this fabricated Cult of the Chinese Death Virus Crisis that you normies are only now beginning to question—but you do see how things are much worse than they were two years ago when the Keystone Pipeline was operational and gasoline much more reasonably priced. Right? You do see how our reaction to the overhyped non-pandemic was worse than the actual pandemic itself. Right? You do see that the people in charge not only do not care for your well-being, but actually hate you, and want you afraid and unhappy because it amuses them. Right?


Most will not let go of the illusions that have sustained them for so long. They cannot face up to the fact that not only were they wrong, they were duped. Don’t waste time calling them names. It’s the ones with an actual conscience we must shepherd into reality. They’re going to be alternately mortified and enraged at the consequences of their former beliefs. This is not the time to say “I tried telling you.” You congratulate them on finally figuring it out and welcome them to the family.


It’s important to understand that most of these people were more anti-Trump than they were for anything Biden or Kamala Harris stood for. Trump is gone now, and his censoring by social media makes his absence—more importantly, his irrelevance—more keenly felt. The worse things get, the more eyes will be forced open. We need to be there for them when they are.


As for the great majority of the population, the stealthy Soft Secession is already in progress. A lot of us have rearranged our shopping venues based on how the proprietors and managers treated us during the mask on!/mask off! frenzy, or how we know they voted. We’re increasing the distance between us and those people whenever the opportunity arises.


People are learning community for the best reason, necessity. As loath as am to disappoint my FBI agent, there’s no chance for a hot civil war in these United States. People don’t have the stomach for it. Which is fine. We’ll build a country within the occupied country. Hyper-local micro-communities is the wave building towards the future. People who know and trust one another will do all the business they can with one another. They will barter for services, homeschool one another’s children.

It took the double-barreled catastrophe of the COVID pandemic hoax and the stolen election to make it happen but this is what we call a whitepill, something in which we can rejoice. New families, bound by mutual trust, if not blood, are coming together.

There is no political solution because this goes deeper than politics. We build our communities ourselves. No one else can—or should—build them for us.




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