Have you ever applied for a job, then when you follow up for an interview, you are told that the position has already been filled? It’s either that or they don’t even bother to reply.
Do you find that this happens a lot more often than normal? Is it just you, or is something else going on not too far beneath the surface that might not readily cross your mind?
Many companies have a practice of uploading a job posting to your typical search site, but they are not currently hiring for the position. So then why even post if they are not ready to hire?
The most common reason given by news reports covering the topic is that employers want to get a feel of the market just to see how many people are in need.
Although I am certain they must get a giant ego trip out of feeling depended upon for basic human sustenance, the primary reason for them doing so is so they can have an aggregate of potential applicants to pull from in the event of an emergency vacancy within their company.
And while that is understandable, the bait and switch element of that hiring practice poses many undue hardships for job applicants, including but not limited to; applicants feeling like they wasted their time when they could have applied elsewhere, mounting frustration from being unable to differentiate between real and fake ads, it creates the need to compete more intensely than normal often pushing ethical boundaries, especially if you have many little mouths to feed, and last but not least, a deferral of hope that sickens the heart, causing many applicants to give up, the worst of them all, especially if they have been hungrily job hunting for a while now.
The thing to keep in mind is that employers do not care about your needs. They will always act in their own best interest. Perhaps I should say that they will NEVER act in your best interest. They HATE you. If this doesn’t prove it, I don’t know what will. Why would anyone want to work for an enemy unless they were a sycophantic masochist?
As a sidebar, if you have many little mouths to feed, you really shouldn’t be working for anyone. I have literally seen pregnant women get fired in the middle of winter.
This statement is not meant to excuse accountability if someone deserves to get fired, but it simply supports the notion that accountability can be redirected to securing sustainable income outside of employment.
Which is why I keep emphasizing that one must remain resilient and eke out a living based on the gifts one was born with. Imagine how many hurdles you could dodge just by remaining committed to this principle. Imagine how much red tape wouldn’t even phase you.
Your world would have been different, and with that new world comes a host of new problems. As bad as those problems might be, getting the runaround and having someone waste your time would not be one of them.
Sending out multiple resumes hoping that at least one of them bites your bait would definitely not be one of them. Not only that, but you would have the necessary resources to put out those much bigger fires whenever they do arise.
There are plenty of amazingly gifted and talented people who are asleep at the wheel. Do you not know who you are? Did you truly believe that nature formed your bodies only for it to be broken by a disgusting bunch of sadistic pigs? Only normies work for other people. Let them fight over crumbs.
Just think that if I had only answered my calling since the time that I had first come of age, I wouldn’t even know what a bait and switch job posting is. I wouldn’t care, and when I eventually came across the news report, I would have been appalled, unlike now.
That is but one example of all the bullshit you have to deal with when you serve other people in a subservient way. The only benefit that comes from me living in this godforsaken timeline is that I am not naive. If you don’t build your dreams, others will hire you to build theirs.
I have come to find that in recent years, employers often complain that people don’t want to work anymore. The first time that I heard them complain was during the Covid pandemic of 2020 that created a labor shortage on a massive scale.
People returned to work the following year, hoping that things would be different, but were only met with more disrespect than ever before. They were now puzzled as to what happened.
We were all kind of hoping that the pandemic would humble our employers somewhat, and that they were calling us to return to work with a different approach in mind. But the opposite was proven to be true as greed and corruption was at an all time high.
Now there seems to be a mass exodus as people are walking off these jobs left and right. Employers are once again complaining that people don’t want to work anymore.
Only now, with the pandemic out the way, they make it sound like people don’t want to work because they are lazy. But are the people truly lazy? Funny how employers neglect to tell you about the part that they played in the mass exodus.
There was a time in America when the 40 hour work week was sustainable. In 1982, a guy could work 40 hours a week in a factory or warehouse, or as a mailman, and was able to afford a car and a house in the suburbs with a nicely manicured lawn, and a white picket fence.
He had a tradcon wife who could afford to stay home and bake pies all day, a couple of kids and a dog. He was able to live the American dream solely off his factory salary with a few extra perks, and then retire comfortably after thirty years with a lifelong pension. It was fucking beautiful.
Not only that, but on a more social level people were generally more decent and respectful despite basic human shortcomings.
Fast forward to 2025, and it’s damn near impossible to buy a house, the rent is through the roof, minimum wage is higher than ever before but inflation quickly wipes it out all the same.
On a more antisocial level, people are stupid and racist, and one is literally punished for even daring to believe that they are allowed to live a half-decent quality of life. Employees are treated like expendable cattle, surveillance is gradually chipping away at your rights to privacy, and some of the absolute most despicable people on the planet seem to hold all the cards.
This new system is more oligarchal, the former was capitalism. That is the kind of paradigm shift that occurs whenever one’s culture is infiltrated by an enemy. This is nothing new. It has happened time and again throughout all of history, but now is America’s turn.
For 18 years, I have been living in the very spot where the United States was once located, and I want to find my way back to the United States. Now we can either live in a cabin in the woods, and live like it’s 1982, or we can learn as much as we possibly can about this “brave” new world and find a way to make it work somehow.
I believe that people are inherently innovative. Once you become truly motivated and you are in the mode, it is next to impossible to be lazy. It often gets to where people have to literally beg you to take a break, or go to bed for the night.
People have to literally drag you to the dinner table and spoon feed you at that point. Once you get to that level, laziness takes on a whole new meaning because neglecting your physical upkeep is also a form of laziness.
It isn’t that people don’t want to work, they just don’t want to be abused by a blasted bunch of ingrates who themselves are lazy. If push comes to shove, they would rather live in their damned cars before they swallow another ounce of disrespect.
Why were they even begging us to return to work if they neither value, nor appreciate us? We are tired of being abused. We want to work, but not for other people. We want to work for ourselves.
We don’t want change, we want things to be different. Because if you say you want change, don’t get upset when the man tosses some literal change in your direction. What may be a small fortune to you is only a tax write-off for him.
We want to earn an honest living instead of feeling peer pressured into playing office politics and sick mind games with a bunch of stupid fakes all day. Imagine a work day where all you literally had to do was show up on time, clock in, do your job, get paid a sustainable wage and bounce.
When last I checked, it was much later than June 19, 1865, but it has become painfully obvious to me that they are attempting to sneak slavery in through the back door by means of oligarchism.
Only this time, it’s not just the black man who will be enslaved, but members of every race who don’t achieve financial freedom up until a certain deadline that is set to occur in the not so distant future.
But it is our responsibility to do some soul searching in order to discover our respective niche, and then create a successful business around that niche. Or did you truly believe that nature formed our bodies just for them to be broken by a greedy, sadistic bunch of pigs, all in the name of profit?
We were all born with one unique gift, or another. The problem is that most people tend to neglect their gift, often due to a misguided sense of envy towards another person’s gift.
As such, they end up being stuck competing in the deadly rat race for scarce benefit and spoils where they are surrounded by a bunch of rat bastards, a difficult cycle to break free from.
When people think about creativity, they instantly assume that it means they will become famous, and not everyone wants to be famous. Some people truly cannot handle fame. But what they fail to realize is that their gift doesn’t necessarily have to be an Oscar worthy talent.
Perhaps you have liked baking, or interior decorating since childhood. Perhaps you have always liked carving shapes into wood, doing so comes naturally for you. And so you practice everyday a little at a time, not realizing that it will make you a truly legendary carpenter someday.
Practicing your gift may not grant you A list level fame, but you will nonetheless be famous and highly sought after in some niche circles. Whatever may be, as the saying goes; if you don’t work on your own dreams, someone else will hire you to work on theirs. And while you are working overnight, holidays and weekends for time and a half, they are on a yacht with their girlfriends (or yours), sipping champagne and living the soft life laughing at you.
If doing some soul searching to discover your niche is your ticket to financial freedom, wouldn’t you take it? Imagine living a soft life of your own where your financial security is not contingent upon pretending to like the people who utterly despise you.
Finally, let me close by reiterating the question that is the title of this article — is it true that nobody wants to work anymore? The answer is an astounding no. People do want to work, just not for any of you.
Why does it seem like there are some who can do no wrong, while there are others who can do no right? It doesn’t matter if the accused is actually guilty any more than it matters whether the accuser is innocent. So then what really matters? What is the basis of deciding whether or not someone deserves punishment? Besides being wealthy, I think it has everything to do with the halo effect.
The halo effect is when someone is assumed to be inherently good based solely on their physical appearance. This doesn’t only apply when determining guilt or innocence, but is also present in social and romantic situations.
Several key features that add to the halo effect are; having an attractive facial symmetry, height, being in better shape, light or pale skin, straight or curly hair texture, speaking more intelligently (unless you are black), signs of youth regardless of age, owning clothes, cars and other accessories that symbolizes wealth or any combination of the above.
The opposite of the halo effect is the failo effect (popular among incels), where someone is assumed to be inherently evil, stupid, or somehow otherwise unworthy, based solely on physical aesthetics.
Several key features that add to the failo effect are having an ugly or otherwise offensive facial symmetry, lack of height, being overweight, having darker skin, a coarser hair texture, your gender, using more slang words out of context, male pattern baldness and signs of ageing regardless of age, wearing plain clothing or other accessories that symbolize poverty or frugality, or any combination of the above.
Any combination of the above is the problem that most incels face, because everything else could be on fleek, but his face is a deal breaker. And the irony of that whole situation is that it may not even be a bad face, just not an attractive one.
In other words, she would have otherwise found him to be quite handsome if she was not viewing him through a sexual lens. They always look for rigid jawlines and hunter eyes, and if he is lacking in those departments, then his handsomeness is not commonly viewed as masculine among groups of female admirers.
Female groups practice hive thinking. One of the girls may really like him, but she will reject him if her friends disapprove because her friends will reject her if she doesn’t.
If they don’t reject her then, they will allow her to become a liability and pull down their social value, and nothing matters more to them than social dominance. Sisterhood above personal likes and preferences. Most normies are too weak willed to reject the group for their own sense of individuality.
The worst part is that it’s not entirely the fault of the man in question. Sometimes it really only boils down to evolution and genetics, his luck of the draw so to speak.
Society believes that anyone who suffers from the failo effect is generally not deserving of anything worth having. As a result, one is forced to live in a constant state of entropy that is disproportionate to others as they face one brutal act of sabotage after another.
It is easier for them to railroad an innocent out of job opportunities, money and even his very freedom than it is to admit that they just don’t like him and leave him alone.
The halo effect is a problem because it gives a free pass for one to abuse another based solely on the way they look. As a result, it breeds entitlement, narcissism and mental disease that encourages others to join them in persecuting an innocent.
Racism like all forms of prejudice was born out of the halo effect, and the persecution it breeds doesn’t work without the consent of all of society, which explains why no one rushes to the aid of the innocent in question. Not only that, but most normies fear that they too will come under attack if they ever try to defend you, so they’re just glad the heat is off them.
Most normies who are lacking in the looks department end up becoming douchebags in order to get laid. If you are not willing to douchemaxx to get ahead, then welcome to my blog. You’ve come to the right place.
People are shallow. People are racist. This is a very sobering and objective truth. It seems like your only two options now are to either hit the gym and stack your paper to improve your own life as a priority, or become a minimalist doomer living in your mother’s basement until you croak.
The road ahead is very long and lonely, and is not the type of journey for extraverted normies to concern themselves with. The toughest battles are given to the most capable soldiers. Please see my article about the power of solitude.
If a plane goes even 1 mile outside of its designated parameter, it’s far off course, and it’s hard to get back on. The same is true for friend groups that’s wrong for you, or even family for that matter.
Two’s company and three’s a crowd. A wise man once told me that if you give the devil a ride, he’s going to want to drive.
Say for instance, you were born into a family of attorneys. Your father is a lawyer, your grandfather is a lawyer, and his father before him was a lawyer. For the entirety of your life so far, you have been told that you must follow in their footsteps. You go along to get along even though you have always wanted to be a singer.
Legal papers may bore you, but music is your passion. If you don’t break free from among them and take a plunge into the deep blue waters to do some soul searching and seek truth, you will go on believing that law is your passion.
This would have been most unfortunate because not only have you missed your true calling, but doing so has caused a ripple effect that led to a brain drain in your preferred industry. You could have been the single greatest vocalist of all time. But now, you have allowed someone less deserving to steal your destiny because you think you’re supposed to be an attorney.
Likewise, over on the wrong side of the tracks, you always wanted to be an attorney. You tell your family and some of your neighbors out of naivety, hoping they would encourage you. Not only do they not support you, but they actually call you a divestor because they all collectively have a crab in a bucket mentality.
In order for you to get along, you foolishly turn down a scholarship to study abroad just so you can fit the mold for society’s expectation of you. Five years later, you are now a single mother of four with no man in the damn house, flipping burgers for a living. All your old school mates are living the dream, while you can’t even find the time to pick up a book after work.
Not only do you not know who you are, but the legal profession has also suffered a brain drain. You could have been the most legendary attorney of all time, but now an innocent man being railroaded by the system will lose his case and get sent to the chair because you missed your calling. That condemned man could have gone on to father a son who would’ve found the cure for cancer, but that will never happen now either, and on and on it goes.
It also doesn’t help that it’s difficult to break out of certain mental conditioning. Once you’re off course, it’s hard to get back on, and it usually takes something truly drastic taking place in your life in order to snap you out of it.
But before that drastic thing happens, you can choose to take a plunge into the deep blue waters and do some soul searching. What does that look like? It could look like many things, but whatever shape it assumes, solitude is definitely at its core.
When you shut out the useless noise and clutter, your brain starts talking, and when your brain finally shuts up, your heart starts talking. That’s usually when you remember what you wanted to do when you were fourteen, and still living at home with no responsibilities.
Solitude can be brutal, especially if you are an extravert, but even if you are not. It is when you are truly alone with no distractions that all the mistakes of your life will flash before your eyes. But it is also when you will discover who you really are.
Before that, you were seeing yourself through the lens of other people’s perceptions of you, but those perceptions are skewed based on their own biases and subjectivities. If you want to get an unbiased, objective perspective of yourself, you must be willing to enter your isolation arc.
Not only should you be willing, but also prepared to face whatever you will discover, because all of your life choices and mistakes might hit you like a ton of bricks. It could get pretty intense. You are not going to have any support, you will only have yourself.
If you are looking for some kind of higher power to be there for you to lean on in those moments, maybe you’re not ready for this. Your isolation arc might even reveal that the higher power in question is not really what you thought it was, but that topic deserves its own article. The bottom line is that the isolation arc is going to screw you raw with no lube, there is no buffer for this.
But once you are done, your covert enemies will be exposed for what they truly are, and it will then become clear to you exactly why they are your enemies. Most importantly, you will never make another decision out of fear, which means that no one will ever be able to manipulate you. After that, you will essentially become a whole new person, and your trajectory for the future will be back on course. It’s going to be a beautiful day.
In last week’s article, I speculated on the next four years under Trump as well as outlined my expectations from his administration. But one of the topics I did not touch is the expected end of the welfare state, and how it would affect those who depend upon it.
This will of course take place in stages as they gradually cut social services one by one. Its impact on the economy will be negative to say the least, as those who depend on those services will become displaced. However, hard as it is to accept, ending the welfare state is a clear step in the right direction.
First of all, social services have for many decades served as a bridge to help get needy families out of poverty. The grassroots of the welfare state took place sometime circa 1968 during the Johnson administration. That was when planned parenthood programs initially took effect, and disproportionately targeted African-American communities in comparison to other ethnic groups at the time.
The main requirement for planned parenthood was to be the head of household as a single mother. Many black women at the time felt pressured to kick their man out the house in favor of a welfare check, and as a result of that, many black boys grew up without a strong father figure in the house.
This dependency mindset is particularly dangerous because it encourages dependency on a system that at any given moment can decide to starve them out. Not only that, but many rules were put in place that limits their sovereignty and autonomy under section 8 housing, similar to what one would expect in communist Cuba under Castro.
It’s one thing to temporarily use social services as a stepping stone to get ahead in life, and quite another to permanently rely on them. For some, finding their usual spot in the food stamp line every Monday morning is their chosen field, and it is revolting. They are making it bad for those who are actually making use of the opportunity, all while playing right into the hands of the racist, entitled, misandric, communist left who wants to keep them docile and dependent.
The idea of socialism is that the citizen surrenders his sovereign rights and civil liberties in favor of government handouts. The pro is that he receives the very basics of food, clothes and shelter. But what if those basic needs are met at the expense of some higher purpose?
Almost like how talk show hosts on commercial radio would rather waste precious airtime to distract you with useless banter when they could have been discussing existentialism and how it could impact your ultimate destiny. The con is that they control too much of your life. The likelihood of missing your destiny is much higher, and to add insult to injury they only provide you with a limited supply under the pretext that they have many mouths to feed.
We see examples of this in Cuba where food is rationed to one loaf of bread per week, per household. In 1970’s Jamaica where grocery items (often incompatible) were married to each other as bundle deals, and the government controlled the retail price. And finally in 1980’s China where entire families got evicted from welfare camps if they had more than one child per household.
Capitalism on the other hand allows for the individual to be more responsible in his pursuit of happiness. Though social services are available for those who need it, the onus is on the individual to decide how he would rather eke out a living. Preferably, he would do so by honing his passion, but not everyone is willing to commit to finding out what that even is, which is exactly the point. They don’t have to do any kind of soul searching if they don’t want to. They don’t have to do anything.
The pro of capitalism is that you retain most of your civil liberties, but the con is that the free market is highly competitive. For that reason alone, you will likely fall through the cracks of society if you don’t figure it out, and do so quickly.
Your landlord is practicing a form of capitalism when he raises the rent, and your employer is practicing the same form of capitalism when he cuts your hours so you can barely make rent this month. That specific form of capitalism is very vampirical by nature and requires you to bleed in order for others to eat. That is the kind of capitalism that everyone has a fucking problem with, but capitalism in and of itself is not inherently bad.
It is the very system that this great republic was founded upon back in 1776, that allows for someone who was born in poverty to change their lot in life.
The same capitalist free market that allows your employer and landlord to abuse you, also allows you to invent something truly life changing and register the patent for it. But you have got to stop doing a job and actually start working if you don’t want others to suck you dry. Socialism allows you to survive, and Capitalism allows you to thrive.
Is it really worth sacrificing long term goals for short term gain?
On January 20th, 2025, history was made when Donald J. Trump was inaugurated as the 47 president of the United States, thus making him the first two term president who has a gap in between terms.
This is a most welcome change to the presidency, because it has been four years since this country has seen any real leadership. Now that the gross incompetence of the Biden administration is in our rear view mirror, what could Trump’s second term mean for the future of America, and the world at large. In this article, I will attempt to predict, or speculate on the next four years under Trump.
First of all, what I admire about Trump is his swift and decisive ability to make a decision without apology. The best example of that was Friday afternoon when he along with Vice President Vance hosted the Ukrainian president, Volodymyr Zelenskyy at the white house.
Trump made an example out of Zelenskyy after he wasted Trump’s valuable time by declining a cease fire intervention from the Trump administration. Zelenskyy was then essentially kicked out of the white house, and offered the opportunity to return once he decides what he wants to do going forward.
Zelenskyy will now have to go home empty handed as the bloodshed that’s currently taking place on his soil continues on his watch. This will make Zelenskyy less favorable in the eyes of the Ukrainian electorate, who will likely not re-elect him.
This latest episode is among the earliest signs of what to expect under the second Trump administration. We have already seen ICE raids being played out all across the country since the end of January, and more to come. Or did you really think that the raids have stopped just because the mainstream media have stopped talking about it around the clock?
Truth be told, very few immigrants come to this country with the best intentions, myself being one of them. You would think that most immigrants would be grateful for the opportunity to come over here, and do so with the intent of starting a business, purchasing a home, then eventually raise a family and help to uplift their community.
But no, most immigrants come over here with a cutthroat ghetto mentality to get a normie job and sabotage their colleagues at work. This is not a socio-economic issue, but rather, it is an issue of character.
If someone had a bad character right from the jump, giving them resources they never had won’t improve their character, but will only further enable them. Having stronger border protection won’t completely eradicate this nuisance, but it will drastically reduce the possibility of inviting more degenerates to come over here. We already have enough of our own problems as it is, and the push to end birthright citizenship is only the first step in the right direction.
Meanwhile, the donkeys over in the entitled madhouse to the left seem to get the impression that your interest in securing your borders and bringing all the American jobs back home somehow makes you a racist. Why? Because they can’t get a bunch of freebies anymore? The devil with all of them. Let them take a plunge into the deep blue waters and figure it out for themselves.
During a time when I thought I was one of them, it was only because I was genuinely scared of what I may have had to go through to get to where I wanted to go. But now that I am certain that pain is inevitable, I am more than willing to be fearless in stating how I have always felt. If they were smart, they would use that pain to mold them into who they were always destined to become. They’ll be alright. Or will they?
Trump represents capitalism, the first real capitalism that we’ve had in this country since the Reagan presidency. None of the Bushes were able to achieve that level of capitalism, and it is our duty as Americans to help Trump bring back the free market of the 80’s, where a guy was free to make a buck from doing what he loves versus what he feels he must.
But before we can get there, we must first weed out the mental illness that has taken over the status quo and tried to normalize itself within society.
It is filled with a special kind of envy, malice and entitlement so deep that it blinds all logic and reason. It is a disease, and it must be eradicated. This is not just about ethnic cleansing, but really more about preserving the way capitalism was truly meant to be.
However, no one is coming to save you. The single role of government within a democracy is to secure the unalienable rights of we the people. It is ultimately up to you to use that liberty to pursue happiness. Read, listen, study, journal, network if you must, but then finally take the necessary first step in order to get ahead.
Answer the call. Choose the right side of history. This is a fight for the future.
Welcome back to The Buckinchere Transcendence. Here on this blog site, I have started a new feature where I will be reviewing books, short stories and other forms of popular culture on the last Sunday of each month, and I am pleased to announce that this is my first review for the year.
It covers a 2003 episode of the Twilight Zone revival mini-series titled, “Another Life,” that features a successful rapper whose happy life is constantly interrupted with visions of a brutal police interrogation where he stands accused of murder. Spoilers are ahead, so I recommend that you watch the episode first before reading this review. With that said, let’s begin.
The Twilight Zone was an American anthology series that ran for five seasons between 1959 and 1964. It was created by Rod Serling who was also the presenter of each episode. The series tackled many social issues of that time, such as greed, prejudice and power, and never failed to deliver without a hint of social commentary.
After five seasons, and 156 episodes, the original series ended in 1964, but there has since been three revivals, and one 1983 feature film, none of which strayed from the original mantra of the series. The episode that will be featured today was episode 26 from the second revival, hosted by Forest Whitaker. It premiered on February 5, 2003, written by Amir Mann and Brent V. Friedman, and starred Wood Harris as Marvin the tormented rapper.
The Plot:
Marvin Gardens had the perfect life. He had the perfect home, a loving wife (Kimberly Elise), and he was a celebrated hip-hop artist, renowned by all. However, very early into the episode, we see that Marvin’s picture perfect life begins to crumble as he becomes haunted with visions of a brutal police interrogation where he stands accused of murdering a police officer.
The police officers savagely assault Marvin in hopes of getting a confession out of him regarding the whereabouts of the murder weapon. A female officer at the scene pleads with him to make it easier on himself by confessing, but Marvin maintains his innocence, and insists that he is a successful rapper, much to the ridicule of the male officers.
They tell him that his name is Dwayne Grant, and that he lives in the projects with his sister and their single mother. Meanwhile in another life, Marvin’s visions are affecting his work and his relationships, and people are starting to notice.
Fearing bad publicity, his wife Jasmine suggests that he sees a psychiatrist (Brian Markinson) who suggests that Marvin’s visions are rooted in repressed memories from his past. Marvin gets belligerent and berates Dr. Sinclair, stating that he worked hard to get to where he is at, and he doesn’t need any phony pills to tell him who he is, and that is when Sinclair morphs into one of the interrogating officers in the holding room as Marvin goes into another vision.
The visions gradually become more dominant, and it is soon revealed Marvin’s life as a successful rapper is actually a fantasy, and the interrogating officers’ account of him living in the projects is the sad reality of his existence. The police caught the actual killer, but only after they had already beaten Dwayne unconscious.
The female officer goes to his aid, and discovers some rap lyrics that Dwayne scribbled on a piece of tissue. She is also revealed to have fulfilled the role of Marvin’s wife in Dwayne’s fantasy.
Analysis:
It appears that Dwayne was in an intense state of shock during the interrogation, a shock so great that in order to escape, his mind conjured up a powerful fantasy based on his single greatest dream, which is to become a rapper. He also managed to rework the attractive female officer to play the role of his wife in the fantasy, based on her compassionate nature, and her sympathy towards him.
This is similar to the Joker movie of 2019, where Phoenix’s joker in that film fantasized about being in a relationship with his neighbor Sophie (Zazie Beetz), and enjoyed the thought of her playing a supportive role surrounding his dream of being a stand-up comedian, and laughing at all his jokes. In both instances, the fantasies of Dwayne and the joker became so intense, that it blurred the lines between fantasy and reality.
A man who fantasizes that a woman who he does not know is his wife, and especially one who is on the opposite end of a power balance is usually deprived of love, as this is a clear sign of desperation. This suggests that Dwayne may have been involuntarily celibate as Phoenix’s joker was in the 2019 film.
Though it caused a great deal of confusion for Dwayne and the interrogating officers, the fantasy may have actually saved Dwayne, rather than harm him, because he might have snapped and gone mad without it. By delving deep into his fantasy of a perfect life, Marvin was able to save his dream by saving his sanity. In that moment, survival was his only objective, and he had to do whatever it took in order to make it to a place of safety.
Personal Takeaway:
I first saw that episode in 2013 while living in a Brooklyn ghetto, somehow managing to survive between jobs while thinking about moving out to LA. The main character of the episode was very relatable to me at the time, due to the fact that we are both black men trying to make it out of a situation to where we would then be able to live out our dreams.
I found the episode to be very touching, particularly because it made me realize that there is a thin line between existing in a living nightmare, and living the life of your dreams. On the other side of all your fears, doubts and anxieties is everything you could ever possibly dream of. I recently re-watched the episode one Sunday night on the eve of my book release, and found the episode to be every bit as touching and relatable as ever before.
In addition to Raven Leilani’s Luster novel, this Twilight Zone episode is every bit as much to be commended for me following my dreams and becoming an author. I give this one a 5 out of 5 record albums, and I hope to see you on the next one. Thanks for reading!
Over the past ten years, humanity has become increasingly more hostile and competitive than ever before. There is no doubt that there has been a shift in the collective consciousness of the planet. It wasn’t always like this, so then what could have happened to drive the collective of humanity to this level of depravity?
There was once a time when evil acts would be committed in secrecy, the perpetrators being extremely careful for fear of being exposed. Even if one was a practitioner of evil, there were still elements of shame and respect involved. But today however, all that shame and respect has gone out the window, and evil is on full display.
People today are even bold enough to stalk and harass those whom they despise. When in fact, wouldn’t it make better sense to avoid the people you hate? After all, that’s what normal people do. And that is not to say that hidden malevolence was better. In fact, it granted them some extra time to do long-term damage insidiously. But at least they weren’t so damned obnoxious with it.
Humanity has always been capable of grave acts of depravity, but never has it been as bad as it has gotten over the past ten years. The world is getting more and more wicked with each passing year, and it is only going to get worse over time. But what’s really happening though?
I theorize that the planet is going through an intense period of transformation, the likes of which is unprecedented throughout much of human history, and that this transformation is largely attributed to the dawning of the age of Aquarius.
The last two thousand years saw us going through the age of Pisces, an age of religious dogma, therefore an age of fantasy, and an age of ignorance and superstition, the dark ages of humanity. Ironic how much of feudalism played out during the age of Pisces, and to some extent, I feel like we are still living in the dark ages in comparison to where we should have been by now.
But in fact, I feel like we are also waking up to the reality of our human potential. Who needs some god or man to rule over us, when we can do for ourselves? This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius, an age of ingenuity, an age of artisanship, an age of innovation and creativity. Gone are the sleepy, ignorant days of the age of Pisces. We’re moving into an era where infrastructure is built to last, and the moment we can provide for our own safety and sustainability, “you’re fired!”
People who benefit from our ignorance are aware that they will become obsolete, unless they do everything within their grasp to keep us in a state of ignorance, and do so quickly. So a lot of the chaos in the world is attributed to them stepping up their game, trying to gaslight each other into believing that one is more superior, and that one will not survive without the other. This is of course all in a bid to secure their relevance because they know their time is up.
Astrologers are not certain of the actual year that the age of Aquarius will begin, but having given us a range of years between 1447 and 2150, they speculate that it may have already begun, or may begin at any point over the next 150 years.
Although the world started descending into a state of chaos around 2017, the peak of human depravity was seen in 2020 during the pandemic and the George Floyd protests, the lowest point of humanity thus far, but still not the absolute worst, oh no. That day is yet to come.
If 2020 was not the beginning of the age of Aquarius, it definitely marked the beginning of the end of the age of Pisces, and humanity will continue to slowly descend into depravity for the foreseeable future, until we have completely transitioned over into the new age.
This process is necessary to weed out those who are still stuck with the notion that you should work till you drop, just so you’d be able to afford useless junk to impress people who don’t like you. When in fact, the age of Aquarius will be an age of ingenuity and creativity, building things with long-term benefits that serve others, building things that last.
What’s happening now may be necessary to weed out those who are obsessed with power and status, but once the separation process is complete, it will be well worth it. What we can do is to be an example to help encourage others to join us in helping to move things along a bit more smoothly.
We can cope with arts and the humanities as most of human civilization had before during times of trial and change, this is nothing new. Although we must remain patient and trust the process, we can pace ourselves in how we discover our own purpose in the storm, this is why I write.
Finally, if the process will truly be completed in 2150 as predicted, then none of us will live to see the completion of the transition, but we can choose to create a legacy that will allow for history to remember us favorably.
As a human being, one will experience different needs at different times of life. It is a part of being alive, and you will have these needs as long as you remain living. There are different needs that will arise at different times of your life, based on your current story arc. Some needs are more basic than others, such as food, warmth and water. The more basic the need, the more likely it is to be repetitive.
Of all the philosophers to explore the nuances of the human condition, none has come close to breaking down the hierarchy of needs quite like Abraham Maslow, an American psychologist of Russian-jewish heritage who lived between 1908 and 1970.
Maslow first proposed the hierarchy of needs in his 1943 paper, “A Theory on Human Motivation,” where he listed a five tier structure containing a group of human needs in ascending order, suggesting that the fulfillment of one need would motivate an individual to tackle the following need on the chain.
Maslow’s hierarchy is controversial, and contains some inconsistencies. Due to its hierarchical structure, many are of the few that the order of each need must remain intact, as one is not able, or should not be able to skip levels. But in spite of its imperfections, Maslow’s hierarchy is nonetheless the most frequently referenced hierarchy as it pertains to human growth and motivation.
On the first tier, there are physiological needs, which include; breathing, food, water, warmth, clothing and sex. On the second tier, there are safety needs, such as; money, housing and transportation. On the third tier, there are social needs, such as; family, friends, sexual intimacy and a sense of community belonging.
On the fourth tier, there are needs of esteem, such as graduating from college, releasing an album, publishing a book, or getting married. Then there is the fifth tier on the hierarchy, a need for self-actualization.
Maslow may have structured his hierarchy with the best intentions in mind, however, there are some inconsistencies relating to the order of achievement. For example, except for breathing, one typically doesn’t expect for physiological fulfillment to be freely given unless one is a child, or disabled.
Even with adult disabilities, one would have to be lucky enough to live in a country with a good welfare program, or else be left for dead. However, that is the exception. For the most part, you need a job in order to buy food. But in order to gain employment and maintain it, one needs to be liked and accepted by the group, or else they will either be used and discarded, or flat out rejected right off the bat.
Social acceptance comes from level three on the hierarchy, so therefore, based on that reason alone, it seems as though one should gain social acceptance first in order to survive.
Social acceptance is usually rooted in childhood connections that would have otherwise lasted a lifetime. But what if you constantly relocated throughout your childhood? Or what if you are just socially awkward? What if you are just an introvert?
Centuries ago, or in fact, even as recent as the 1980s, you would be left for dead without social support. Conformity is primordially ingrained deep within our collective subconscious, that is why all normies would rather conform to society than embrace their true nature.
Luckily today, with the advent of the internet, you can literally create something that adds value to the lives of others, and pay someone who is naturally more socially outgoing to market it for you. If you find that you are naturally an introvert, I recommend becoming an author and enjoying the benefits of faceless fame, the best of both worlds.
However, creating something that adds esteem is found at level four of the hierarchy. One may choose to approach the hierarchy based on one’s own tastes and interests.
For example, an extravert seeking employment may prioritize social conformity, even to the detriment of morality, while an introvert may choose to prioritize esteem. Another cause for concern is being able to secure food with no safe place to leave it, or no transport to even procure it.
So here is my revised version of Maslow’s hierarchy as it relates to modern life. Particularly as it relates to eccentric introverts, because my blog is not for normies.
First of all, make safety a priority. Once you are safe, do some soul searching with the intent of discovering your niche. This requires long, lonely periods of isolation from the world. My advice to set you up on the right path for rediscovering your niche is to remember what you loved to do when you were 18.
It also helps if you keep in mind that you will naturally be good at whatever it is that you enjoy doing. That niche will provide esteem while also providing for all of your physiological and safety needs.
Once you have rediscovered your niche and you are dedicated to your purpose, you will find that the right social support naturally forms around you. Others with whom you share a common interest will naturally gravitate towards you as they too become inspired.
So once again to recap, safety first, then esteem, then physical needs, then social support. Self-actualization can only be achieved by becoming exceptionally good at performing your niche, the very best. And that can only be achieved through many decades of consistently showing up and honing your craft.
Welcome back to The Buckinchere Transcendence. Today is Sunday, February 2, 2025, my first article for 2025. I hope you all have had a restful and recuperative solstice, as did I. With that in mind, now is the time to get back on your purpose.
2025 is the year to honor your passions, whatever they may be. My personal goal for this year is to continue discussing existential ideas, especially as it pertains to social interactions within society, but with an added feature.
I will also be incorporating a monthly review of novels, short stories and other forms of creativity. The review will be posted on the last Sunday of each month, and I hope you all will thoroughly enjoy it. Now, on to the topic at hand.
Nostalgia is tempting. You leave your childhood hometown behind, along with all of its familiarities, and venture out into the world at large in pursuit of finding your purpose. At first, it’s really rough to get a leg in the door, but after a while, you kind of get the hang of it.
Your secret haters are exposed, you make friends along the way, and in the process of all these happenings, you finally figure out who you really are on an individual level, and you also discover your niche.
You have an awesome job in tech, a cool new ride, a swanky new pad, a hot new girlfriend, and more cash lying around than you thought was ever possible to see during a single lifetime, or so it feels to you based on where you are coming from. Things are going really great for you right now. As we say in Jamaica, “life finally ‘gree wid yuh.”
After many years of hard work and discipline, you finally get a holiday weekend and decide to drive back to your hometown, just to visit your folks and see how everybody is doing.
It’s been so long since you have last seen the folks back home, “I bet they’d be really glad to finally see me again after all this time,” you think to yourself while packing your suitcase. “And I bet they’d be proud to learn of my accomplishments.” Ah yes, nostalgia is tempting, isn’t it?
You load up the car, pack some snacks for the long trip ahead, and drive six hours and three states away from your current city. When you get there, everybody is all smiles at first. Old grudges seem to be forgotten, and everybody seems really happy to see you again.
Of course they are! It’s only the first night. But don’t worry, the honeymoon will be over by morning, and even if old grudges really are forgotten, a new one is brewing under the surface, one that is deeper than you could ever imagine.
You suddenly find yourself constantly at odds with them. You are constantly walking on eggshells, unable to appease them, and they are constantly taunting you with it. You know it’s not really about the way you hold your fork to eat. But what did you do? You’ve only been back for one night after years of absence.
“Was it something I said? Is it because I missed Thanksgiving last year?” You wonder to yourself. Perplexed, you decide to visit some of your old high school buddies, hoping they’d be different, but everybody and their brother is throwing shade your way. You finally decide to visit your ex, and she’s the worst of them all. Nostalgia may be tempting, but isn’t so sweet after all, is it?
You’re puzzled as to why everyone is acting so strange, but it’s only after you return to your new life that you are actually able to view what happened through an objective lens. You have a moment of epiphany when it finally dawns on you that maybe, just maybe, it really is the suit and the car after all.
You can’t believe it! How could they all be so shallow? I mean, after all, it’s just a material possession that you cannot take with you to your grave. Perhaps you didn’t know them as well as you thought you did.
Because if you did, then you would know that the folks back home are nothing more than some lowbrow normies who are just out to defend the status quo of their little community, and they wouldn’t mind sacrificing you in the process if it means that they can cover their tracks.
I know you may be tempted to overthink it, but don’t. There’s nothing that you could have done differently. They are what they are, and you just didn’t know any better, that’s not your fault.
What is your fault is if you know the truth and keep going back and revisiting old situations from your former life that no longer serve you. Be it old towns, old friends, old jobs, or old relationships.
The reason why they were all acting so strange is because they envy you for rising above their measure of your worth, and also for surpassing them. They should have been focusing on their own self-improvement instead of slandering your name all over town, but they didn’t. Your success exposes them by comparison, and that was when they all collectively made up their minds.
You see, they knew that it wouldn’t be too long before you started growing nostalgic, that you started longing for the comforting lies of the past, and that is exactly what they were all banking on.
Unfortunately, you unknowingly fell right for their little trap, and they were able to regain access to you much too easily. They made you come to them of your own free will. How much easier does it get?
With that access, they were able to shame and guilt you for your new life, and your new self. The goal was to make you grow to hate your life, to make you dumb yourself down to a state that is more palatable for their taste, whether or not they were conscious of it, and nine times out of ten, they knew exactly what they were doing.
The advent of social media doesn’t really help matters much, because it creates a world where privacy concerns are consistently diminished.
“But that doesn’t make any sense,” you may be wondering. Oh, but it makes perfect sense. “Well, don’t most families usually chastise the underachiever?” No, that only happens on television, with very few exceptions in real life.
Most families and communities consist of normies who themselves are underachievers. Wouldn’t it make perfect sense for eccentrics to chastise underachievers while normies chastise overachievers?
Your biggest problem is that you didn’t know who you really are. If you knew, you wouldn’t have accepted certain jobs in the past, nor would you remain in certain relationships and friend groups, taking abuse from others.
If you knew who you are, you would easily be able to see how the folks back home really are by contrast, and by default, weaponized nostalgia would have no effect on you.
I get it! For much of your life so far, you genuinely thought you were one of them. They even had you acting and thinking like them. But even then, they knew you were different, they just didn’t want you to know. So they proceeded to gaslight you, then sat back watching as you tried to impress them, knowing that you don’t know the truth about yourself.
They were hoping it would be that way forever. But you unwittingly exposed them for what they are when you continued to evolve regardless, and their fragile egos simply couldn’t handle that.
You gave them the benefit of the doubt, due to your benevolent nature, but they are not the same as you are, they operate from a place of group think. They understand that one of you simply does not fit, and they respect the law of compatibility, to which they actually have a point in that regard.
Those of us who are talented should do the same, find others who are eccentric and like-minded, and stick together. Form an impermeable shield, build a kingdom, and kick anybody out who doesn’t belong there. You were born to stand out.
The more you ascend into your new life, the more you will strip away the hard, protective outer shell, which is your ego, and become more of who you really are. This will happen naturally, and without thought.
The first step ahead is to divest from dereliction. Every time after that when you are reminded of who you used to be, and who you allowed to be around you, sweet nostalgia will turn into an intense urge to purge your guts. Or you might just smile and shake your head, depending on your personality. But no matter what you do, never return to old towns, jobs and relationships.
Employment is an essential resource that provides self-sufficiency and sustainability for individuals and families. People rely on jobs to keep the lights on and the refrigerator full.
They commute anywhere from 10 to 30 miles a day to punch their time into a time clock, and shuffle paper behind a desk for eight hours a day, just to maintain a sense of independence as a responsible adult.
The majority of the population within any given country have survived off working a 9 to5 job for over a century. But now, there seems to be a paradigm shift that definitely threatens the labor force as we know it.
The 9 to 5 grind, otherwise called employment, otherwise called indentured servitude, became more organized towards the turn of the 20th century. The 19th century would see the drafting of the 13th amendment under the presidency of Abraham Lincoln, that would abolish slavery for African Americans, and replace it with indentured servitude.
Under this system, immigrants, former slaves, poor whites and children alike were each paid a stipend to perform grueling physical labor. Only convicted felons were legally enslaved on American soil post abolition, a practice that continues through until this very day. Indentured servants worked anywhere from sixteen to twenty hours a day, under inhumane conditions.
This was really early in the game, and there were no laws at the time to protect employee rights and wages, so indentured servants were paid unfair and unlivable stipends. Many of them died due to overwork, dehydration and heat exhaustion.
Then came the 20th century, and with it came a paradigm shift from an agricultural economy to an industrial one. In this new economy, the forty hour work week was introduced, and so were minimum wage laws.
Child labor was outlawed, and it became mandatory for parents to send their children to school. Otherwise, they would be jailed for child neglect. Public schools were established for the children of the working class, paid for by their own property taxes.
John D. Rockefeller once famously said that he wanted a nation of workers, and not a nation of thinkers. Many have assumed this to mean that the children of the working class were receiving a different kind of education from that of the wealthy.
While the children of the wealthy are being privately homeschooled by a governess, who is teaching them how to invest and retain their wealth intergenerationally, the children of the working class are being forced into an indoctrination encampment where obedience and servitude is thoroughly ingrained in them, and they are exposed to a lot of bad influences from their peers.
This ensures that the cycle of poverty continues, and that the current working class will produce a working class for future generations. Only now, another paradigm shift has already begun, one that will forever change the landscape of the workforce as we know it.
With the advent of AI, tedious, repetitive tasks are delegated to the likes of Google Gemini and Chat GPT. This is especially true in manufacturing, construction and tech fields. All those jobs will be gone by 2040.
Thirty years from now, the 2020’s will be remembered as the era of the AI revolution, and it couldn’t have happened at a more convenient time. As more and more people are waking up to the ills of “Glorified Slavery,” they are turning to various forms of creativity for self-fulfillment as well as sustenance.
This would have otherwise reduced the numbers within the workforce drastically, except those numbers might have been cut regardless, as employees are made redundant in favor of AI.
As least now, former employees should have something to fall back on when the AI revolution runs its natural course. The path ahead will be a coarse one. This is due to the fact that although I believe everyone was born with natural talents, not everyone will get the memo in a timely manner.
Not only that, but there will be a lot of untapped potential that would take some soul searching, and that could take time. In the meantime, there will still be oligarchal expectations of societal consumerism, and if sales numbers should dwindle more than expected, there will be a push for people to work online so they can regain some income to spend.
It will be up to each individual to figure it out for his/herself, and decide if working online is something they want to do in the long term. Apart from that, most postmodern jobs will be in tech, whether as software programmers, or hardware engineers, but that’s only about five percent of the population.
If you are neither working online, nor indulging your own creative pursuits, you will likely fall through the cracks of society, and become a bum on the street. You will be lucky if you can find a commune who is willing to take you in.
That future status quo is not something far-fetched that might not happen for another hundred years, it’s right around the corner, and could possibly happen as soon as the end of the decade.
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There are only three main types of people on earth. Sadists, masochists, and hedonists. The rat race consists of all three to varying degrees. These are their roles.
First of all, what is the rat race? “It is the fight for scarce benefits and spoils carried on by hostile tribes, who seem to be perpetually at war.” Who said those words? Pigs run the rat race, and rats run in the race.
John D. Rockefeller once famously said that he wanted a nation of workers, and not a nation of thinkers. That means that if a majority of the public were to think more objectively, they would figure out how to be truly fulfilled without needing a job. That would then cause a labor shortage which would be bad for business.
So Rockefeller sanctioned the foundation of the public education system as we now understand it, paid for courtesy of your property taxes. The public education system was designed to teach people what to think, and what to want, vs how to think.
While the children of the wealthy were privately tutored by their governess, and taught how to invest, the children of the working class were indoctrinated to want things they cannot easily afford, and to work for someone else just to be able to afford it. And all just so they could compete with the people they despise, while trying to impress the people who despise them.
They are given credit cards, and encouraged to apply for mortgages and auto loans with interest rates that would see them paying for the item at twice its cash value. First, they give you a mortgage to buy a house.
Then on that house, they charge you a property tax that they then use to fund your public schools where they plan on indoctrinating the next generation of taxpayers, and the cycle continues.
That is a very evil thing to do, and it makes you feel sorry for the working class. You almost want to feel sorry for them, without the proper context, that is. Because as we say in Jamaica, “If you feel sorry for a ‘mawga dawg’ (skinny dog), he will turn around and bite you.”
For many years, I participated in the rat race, and by participating, I thought I was a part of the group. In every instance, I was befriended by my colleagues, they all made me feel accepted.
I thought we shared common interests, and were able to resonate with each other, so I never suspected a thing. Instead, I was met with the nightmarish reality of being constantly gangstalked, and railroaded out of one job after another.
First, they would befriend me, then try to get close to me in order to spy on me. Then it wasn’t long before the inevitable happened. No, they didn’t ghost me. I wish they did. They betrayed my trust, and turned on me like the rats that they all are.
This went on for 18 years, and I could not understand why. I thought they were racist (some of them probably were) until I realized that it was mostly my fellow immigrants within the melting pots of America who were doing this to me.
This is having more to do with competition than it is having to do with racism. It was then that I finally realized why they call it the rat race. What could I possibly expect to find in the rat race, if not a bunch of hoodrats?
Your colleagues are not your friends, they are your competition. This is not limited only to the employees at your immediate job, but also your neighbors, bartender, grocer, cafe barista, your son’s teacher, and the girl who works at the Verizon store.
It includes random commuters on the subway who you will never see again, and even the very “missed connection” you saw at the mall the other day who you were hoping you would eventually end up dating, you poor schmuck.
Someone who is preoccupied with using people to get ahead is not thinking about dating you, nor being your friend. Respect this truth, or the delusion will disrespect you.
This is most unfortunate, because my thought process is that if the system is so evil, wouldn’t we all be richer for banding together to resist the powers that be? That is the most natural solution that anyone would arrive at when faced with such a dilemma.
In reality, most people only want to make easy money without having to think too much, and I become the enemy for upsetting the apple cart by thinking too much.
The rat race is filled with broken, insecure people who like their dysfunction, and want to keep it that way. That way, they are able to make excuses, and get away with carrying out acts of degeneracy. The public will just laugh it off as, “lol, she crazzzzeee!”
They would actually feel safer around the crazy, degenerate type, than the strong, silent type. They will often cut their eye at him and suck their teeth like, “he just weird!” Anyone who is that broken and insecure will always seek control over other people so they can feel more important than they really are.
They know they are powerless in the world, and they need an enemy so they can live out some kind of hero complex. If no one wants to be their enemy, they will create one. Often, it is the strong, silent type who is going his own way.
This makes them very angry, as it is a total loss of control, and you are not validating their ego, nor their fake friendship. You just don’t care. In this case, they will double down and twice as much make you their enemy, because now they want revenge for you not validating their fantasies.
You would have never chosen this for yourself. You were targeted by a narcissistic cult for a machiavellian agenda in their delusional little world. You are NOT their enemy, they are YOURS.
That is their choice because they could have fought alongside you, against the common enemy of the working class, but that requires sacrifice, and all they want is a false sense of power, and an easy buck.
So they instead chose to make you their enemy because they figured you are an easy target, and you can’t easily retaliate, nor escape their clutches. This is not just one, nor is it a handful of hoodrats who feel this way. It is literally EVERYBODY.
That is the rule, not the exception. So the way I figure it, the working class is quite content with the way things are. They get fake social validation. They get to eat, drink and fuck themselves into oblivion, and they can sleep good at nights knowing fully well that they are stepping over the graves of men like me. They are not dying of starvation, and they are NOT the victims in any of this. They are the main perpetrators.
Even if the oligarchy had an agenda, they would not be able to effectuate that agenda without the consent of the public. Especially now with the advent of the internet when everyone should know better.
The people may be willful participants, but they are not sheep. Sheep don’t know any better, hoodrats do, and are ok with it so long as they have one target who the public can all agree is their common enemy.
Thing of it is, why do the working class hate me so much? I recently realized that it is because I remind them of the wealthy elites they envy so much. But how could that be? I am a minimalist who keep to myself.
It is because my mannerisms are different from theirs. Because I don’t think with a ghetto mentality, and I carry myself with more dignity and self-respect. And in their stupid little insecure minds, that reminds them of the wealthy, and they think that I am showing off and being an “Uncle Tom.”
So now, because they have easier access to me, than they have to the wealthy, they have decided to make me their target. The fact that they all saw this, and didn’t tell me lets you know the kind of rat bastards I have been dealing with this whole time.
In fact, they told us as kids to stay in school, and get a job to stay out of trouble. And that was exactly what I did, but that’s also where I met all of my enemies. The place where I was supposed to be safer.
This is what you get when you aim for low-hanging fruit, because I truly did not belong on any of those jobs, when what I should have done was to become self-employed right from the jump.
The only thing that was stopping me at the time was an accurate working knowledge of rat race competition, or the lack thereof. And the lack of a clear sense of direction.
Now that I know what I know, make no mistake, I have no sympathy for the hoodrats. They deserve to stay trapped in the very rat race they love so much. Oh, wait! What’s that you say? It’s no longer fun being in the rat race because I left?
Sucks to be you! You had many chances to join me in building wealth and power in the world, but you would rather work against me. The long and short of it is that the rat race is a game of divide and conquer.
The elites use propaganda through church, school, and media influences to mold the general mindset of each culture. Before you know it, they have the working-class fighting amongst themselves.
This is due to the fact that they used the media to spread the idea that immigrants are coming over here to steal their jobs. Then there is the race among immigrants pertaining to who is more Americanized, or who came over here first, or who can change their accent the best.
Divide and conquer may have been an agenda of the elites, but it was the working-class hoodrats who were willful participants. The people I once believed to be my peers led me to believe that the oligarchs and the politicians are my enemies, and there is definitely some truth to that.
But they are not the ones who are gangstalking me, and looking to sabotage my life at every turn, so they are NOT an immediate threat to me. The government needs me to gain income in order to tax it, and the oligarchs need me to have income in order to spend it with them. That leaves only one class of people who could possibly benefit from sabotaging me.
That class consists of the most dangerous enemies as they are the ones I encounter on the daily, so they have easier access to get to me. Does that mean that I will join forces with the elites? No, I will form my own power circles without becoming involved with one side, or the other.
The complaints of the working-class are of no concern to me. Only crazy people continuously support the very people they are complaining about. It is the responsibility of the working-class to rise above their conditions. I am NOT their hero. I don’t have wings on my back.
Why should I sacrifice myself for a blasted bunch of ingrates when I might not even get to enjoy the fruits of my own victory? And just like that, the system will continue to thrive, indefinitely. Accepting reality for what it is, it is now for me to figure out how I am going to let the system work for me.
Do you remember when I said that there are only three types of people on earth? Sadists, masochists, and hedonists? Well, one might believe that the bankers, politicians and the media are sadists in their undying lust for power, the working class are hedonists for “turning up” every weekend.
And that I am a masochistic glutton for punishment for upholding truth despite the hefty price to pay for doing so. Just because I won’t sell out my ideals to join the herd doesn’t mean that I am a masochist.
In reality, the politicians are sadists, because they love power over pleasure. The working-class are sadists, masquerading as masochists, because they love power over pleasure, and they also get some of their power from playing the victim. I am one of very few people on earth who are truly hedonistic, because I love pleasure over power.
Of course these statements are over-generalized, but you get the picture. The people who love power, loves to victimize the people who love pleasure. That is because what better measure of power is there than to strip away the pleasure of a hedonist, and watch as he is forced into serving a masochistic role outside of his control.
Hence why they are sadists. You see, once you learn to think evil like them, they really are not that hard to figure out. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The good news is that no hedonist is going to sit there and let a sadistic bully torture them long term. For the hedonist, self-preservation is paramount. Hedonism is not just about the love of pleasure, but also the love of self.
The hedonist will always pursue pleasure, but if the pleasure comes with pain, then the hedonist will undoubtedly decide that the pleasure is not worth the pain, and peacefully move on to something else.
Forgive me if it seems like I am all over the place, but this is a complex topic. Thanks for reading.