They say all the world is a stage. But for now, it resembles a dystopian circus with people lining up to buy tickets.
Ever since the coronavirus outbreak, I've felt like I'm on the periphery of the world, just watching it go crazy. It all started in March 2020, when I saw people running around for toilet paper like rats for the last bite of cheese.
Second, I believe that much of America, and indeed much of the world (the majority of whom were women), is a criminal with a history of violence against women whose most heroic attribute is being black. I watched in confusion as he prostrated himself before me.
I glanced at X (formerly Twitter) while on vacation, saw a ton of posts for my first mistake, broke my jaw, and said out loud, “What the hell?”
First, the White House christmas video. This could have been a classy twist on the classic Nutcracker Suite, but the distorted camera angles, strange and disturbing use of makeup and costumes, and unremarkable tap dancing made it look like a Christmas holocaust. It seemed to be mocking and ridiculing the meaning itself. .
Then a fat Mariah Carey, dressed as a Nutcracker soldier, lip-synced to the cult classic Christmas song, almost in a coma, swaying from side to side like a mannequin about to topple over. . The crowd cheered.
Slowly but surely, we are creating a false world with false idols that betray our deepest desires and numb our common sensibilities.
As someone who danced in “The Nutcracker'' for 10 years, I am appalled by the efforts to reformulate my favorite childhood memories to fit this distorted interpretation of the season. All the dystopian circus wants is to corrupt the beautiful memories of tradition and replace them with its distorted view of culture.
Speaking of tarnished memories, Dylan Mulvaney popped up on my feed to respectfully celebrate the birth of Christ. Whining and singing “Blue Christmas,” I endured his pitiful attempts, only to find myself flirting with a male model bartender against the wall. That was enough. We could not bear any further desecration of the holiday traditions that once united our nation. Instead of images of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus in the manger, or visions of sugar plums dancing in my head, all I could think about was, “Is that guy feeling Dylan's junk against his feet?” I couldn't. Merry Christmas.
One review described the video as “luxurious”, praised Mulvaney's voice, and commented that he had “a goddamn set of pipes”. Nonsense! He can barely carry a note with him.
addicted to toxic spectacle
This passes as entertainment these days and people praise it. The entertainment industry parades around the corpse, Madonna's latest tour comes to mind, and fans go wild. One video clip shows Santa receiving a lap dance from one of Madonna's dancers, only for Santa to vulgarly collapse on top of her as the audience cheers.
The masses are sedated by an opiate cocktail of toxic food and drink, social media, excess cable news, and an overdose of identity politics. Like any good drug, these opiates not only numb the pain of life, but also dull the host's sense of reason, beauty, and truth. Like addicts, many people walk around without realizing they are addicted.
Slowly but surely, we are creating a false world with false idols that betray our deepest desires and numb our common sensibilities. In this world, we cannot distinguish between truth and fiction, reality and dystopia, beauty and grotesque derivatives.
Consider the statue of the devil in the Iowa State Capitol. The quiet part is no longer quiet. People declare what they worship in broad daylight. It is death and destruction and sadly more and more people are choosing to face the darkness. A darkness obscured by clowns, barbarians, and circus acrobats.
I am comforted by the knowledge that I am not alone in feeling like an outsider, peering into a world that makes no sense, and lamenting the desecration of all that was once considered sacred.
Jonathan Pageau, best known for his Christian icon art and best known as Jordan Peterson's spiritual sidekick, explores the end of Western civilization in his new Daily Wire series, “The End of the World.” I outlined the flow and what happens next.
“We have reached a place where our world has become a huge carnival, where clowns rule and clowns are king,” says Pageau.
In particular, Pageau discusses the modern obsession with changing parts of the body under the pretext of changing gender, or having no gender at all. The concepts of “gender fluidity” and self-identifying as “furry” are not bugs in the dystopian world of clowns, he says, but are features of it. Where once the absurd and bizarre were relegated to the margins of society, now they are. in the center.
Pageau comments on culture more broadly.
“The fact that we think of entertainment as culture is not the case in normal society,” he comments. “Culture is what unites us. Culture is what we recognize. We sing the national anthem together, go to church together, dance together. We recognize [things such as] Traditional costumes bring us together. ”
lose common vocabulary
Forget about the dress. Americans can no longer even agree on the definition of the word. We, or rather the masterminds of the circus, change the English language in order to change reality, or worse, justify dystopia.
In recent years, dictionaries have changed the definitions of words like “woman” and “vaccine” in an attempt to turn lies into truth. Words like “racism” and “violence” no longer describe actions. Rather, they are called to destroy anyone who rejects the clown world. Titles like “Nazi” and “fascist” are words that do not describe people who participated in historical movements, but rather cancel out opposition.
As Mr. Pageau put it, “people can no longer even hold on to facts.” Facts are for sober-minded people, not drunkards whose sensibilities have been overcome by pure desire and emotion.
Maybe my disillusionment is simply a byproduct of growing older and distancing myself from current trends. Or maybe the world is actually sliding into a dark abyss faster than anyone could have predicted.
Ever since I was a child, I didn't really like the circus. I definitely don't like living there as an adult and I'm never going to buy tickets to a freak show again.
Jennifer Guaraldi is a politics, culture, and health writer with a master's degree in public policy from Pepperdine University. Her work has also appeared in the New York Sun, The Epoch Times, and Pepperdine Policy Review.you can find her Instagram, twitterand her Website.
