“Civil war” has been on the lips of every talking-head pundit for years now, vastly accelerated since “Make America great again.” (Oh innocuous phrase of horrible meaning! Is nothing in our country simple anymore?)
When, in the history of the United States, after it was established with numerous compromises, has this nation been truly threatened? When enemies thought: “ahhh perhaps America will be no more?”
The 1860 to 1865 War Between the States.
The Civil War, a savage bloodbath with villains and heroes—the ghost of which will not die, emotions of Yank and Rebel, British-hater and British-sympathizer, Republican nationalist and Democrat globalist, emotions of race, race, race, race, race, divisive emotions following on more divisive emotions, a feeling in the body politic nearly matching the excitement of sex—as the one true way to respond to the least dispute, branded on the American soul forever.
American began in the thrill of calm reason. America’s founders exemplified stoicism and ingenuity in the whimsical Ben Franklin—scientist and inventor—and George Washington—disciplined and never smiling—who nonetheless cared for poetry by the former slave and devout Christian, Phillis Wheatley, a great poet and tragic figure freed long before the horror of 1860 when the sins of savage, divided, and aristocratic Europe visited her adopted nation.
The Salem Witch Trials were conducted by a British, gold-digging, governor of the Massachusetts Bay colony—a brand of the greatest predatory slave-and-opium-running capitalist enterprise ever, the British Empire, into whose arms many a would-be aristocratic American has run: Henry James and T.S. Eliot, novelist and poet of emotions—no Ben Franklin or Phillis Wheatley, they. Heart-palpitating woe indulged in as the highest literature, not accented by the art of a Poe—America’s Ben-Franklin-genius of literature—but soap opera and self-pity, with spices of European “learning” tossed in.
Henry’s brother William (both educated in Europe by their wealthy father, both kept out of the Civil War—not so, their abolitionist-schooled, railroad, plantation working brothers) founded the first Psychology department at an American university (Harvard, of course) where emotions imprison you in the science of themselves: Psychology. Where the stoic ingenuity of a Franklin and a Washington goes to die. Psychology. A semi-scientific sickness replacing religion and optimism with a self-eating “understanding.” The soul of America, due to psychology, gradually turned into something else.
Over a century later, college is still where children not only drive their parents into debt, but return home as complete strangers. But the “psychologist” and the “activist” are quick to tell us this “liberal arts” phenomenon is perfectly normal.
Welcome to America Part II, 1900— where the programming, always aimed at the young and emotional, is towards a second, and even more insidious civil war.
Democrats today will vote for a stick if it runs for office—precisely because others will make fun of a stick running for office—this is the fight, learned in their “humanities” classes, Democrats are willing to take up, so practiced have they become in the subtle art of psychology.
Should their opponents—Republicans, the puzzled “straight man” to the unpredictable “comic” Democrat—engage in a good fair fight against that stick, the Democrat knows that a “good fair fight” is nothing but “bullying.”
Especially when it involves a stick.
The Democrats are so good at this, the stick not only runs these days, it wins.
With the simple use of a stick, and years of Psychology studies at their back, and never forgetting the Civil War, the Democrat party, both locally and overseas, has reached a kind of perfection: the Democrats are the greatest opponent of bullying the world has ever seen.
Holding aloft their stick, the Democrats have terrified every bully there is. Even the CO2 is afraid.
Here are the Democrats—stick raised, a sociology degree, a ticket to the Royal Ball, and seven crumbs of kindness in their pocket, ready for all-out war.