They did it, finally. The wisdom of the statists, the planet ruined. Desolation, misery, nature blackened to near extinction. The whispering legacy of civilisation. The educated mastery of science and technology used to destroy it all, everything. They called it defence. Hegemonic interests. The fruit of ideology, so poisonous that it’s only cure was for you to be poisoned more. You keep drinking it, gulping and eventually you main veined it right into your blood. Welfare, warfare, so very dependent on the state. You can’t imagine a world without it. A god. Your God.

It’s not real, just an abstract which requires lies, threats, deception and lot’s of debt to pay everyone, debt that’s backed by theft. And what did it get the world? Last century, histories most bloodiest, a history so bloody that the books are inked in death about genocides and extinction. After the long 19th century, when humanity applauded itself for its ability to conquer illness and colonise the savages into servile subjects, world wars. The infection of communism, the plague of fascism, the perfection of chemical and biological weapons, rockets that were meant to take us beyond the moon flattened cities and the physicists and chemists, so loved, split the atom. To be used as bombs.

The most educated of nations, even for a time the most progressive, whatever that means, perfected mass slaughter. Industrial genocide. With a gladius they hacked the Celts in a genocide, Carthage obliterated, the Roman empire so adored conquered in an age of conquests. It’s still admired to this day. Mongolian hoards on horseback, their arrows and swords taking all before them, aboriginal peoples on continents ‘to be discovered’ vanished, a man who claimed to be the brother of Christ led his followers through massacres across China, millions died. And to quote Hitler, “Who remembers the Armenians” or the Herero or Namaqua for that matter. Yet, the 20th century was bloodier. The century of democracy and grand government was the one with too many genocides and wars, yet post 1945 when most occurred, it’s known as a period of peace. Peace meaning, not a world war. That is the standard. War in Peace, a 20th century publication with thousands of pages of war in peacetime.

US presidents now are defined by how few wars they start. Trump’s single virtue being that he apparently hasn’t started any new wars. The voter indifferent to the fact that the military they fund, mostly love and which apparently is constrained by a government they elect has eight hundred bases the world over and is killing and dying as it’s manifest destiny to do so. War is so common, so readily available to observe, the narratives skewered. Whose the goodies, whose the baddies? ‘Which team should I barrack for in the Sudanese conflict?’ ‘I empathise with the Palestinians but the Israeli’s were pretty good at the last Eurovision.’ ‘We don’t commit war crimes, only they do that!’

Assassinations, starvation, dogs eating the disabled to death, prisoners sodomised, the race for Africa. Mark Twain once said that, “History doesn’t repeat, but it often rhymes.” Though in his time, all of that was occurring too. With less technology, one had had to read about it, hear of it or see grainy images in the paper. Now we can see it in 4K. Yet, still the Congo is being raped. Then it was for rubber, the Belgian empire called it a “Free State”. Millions died, limbs hacked from them. Europe needed rubber. Bicycles were a popular thing. Eco friendly transport that helped to stop the pollution of horse manure from clogging up the streets. The Congolese be damned. The curse of Africa is that it’s full of resources and so close to Europe. Now, rare Earth is desired, ripped from the ground, poisoning those who mine it. The poor regions choke in pollutants so that wealthy yuppies in the West feel good about their consumerism. Most recycling meaning it gets sent to a poor country, feels good though doesn’t it. For you I mean, not them. Africa is slowly becoming a patchwork of foreign powers again, this time they are not Western.

Remember when people were scared about nuclear war? When Television movies frightened families to sleep at night. Steve Gutenberg withering away from radiation sickness after he ‘survived’ the blasts of atomic detonations. So scary that President Reagan, in silk pyjamas climbed from the oval office bed and rang his rival in Moscow. “We need to end this thing.” Then they did. Well kinda. At least pulled back some. Now the politicians you all seem to love and vote for are shit posters. Talk of war, sabre rattling, gunboat diplomacy are certainly not new, but now, it’s done without envoys or diplomatic maturity. Nukes are no longer feared, just another toy in the tool box. Like dropping bombs on refugee tents or tomahawk missiles fired into the sands of far away places to kill children with names you can’t be bothered pronouncing. It’s what they do. Blow things up.

So, what will you do in the day after? Will you still love them? Will you pretend that you were not in part responsible? You do support the state? You ignore the violence, erosion of liberty, the human rights violations, the killings when done in your name. Isn’t the whole religion of democracy that thing where you vote for some stranger who then has power over other strangers so that unelected strangers can do what they always do regardless of the newly voted in strangers that the mob decided should now be in positions based on their popularity or how well they lie? Strange ritual. Best system we got, I am told by those who need to be ruled, who need violence to enforce their ideology. LOL who am I kidding, ideology… money. Bribery. Silver coins used to betray and buy your soul that were taken from others, or the status quo satiates, because the unknown feral waters of liberty are uncharted. Never fear, they have nuked the oceans as well. Judas has his silver, dead children matter not.

The privilege that permeates the West is that ‘we’ are always over there. War, is always distant. It’s an accepted right to wage it far away, killing, destroying places that become synonymous with war. Then when it’s over, to the next place. Soon they will be able to reach you, the embargoes, the air raids, the dead children. That may be for you to experience soon, not through a screen. But you wanted that right? I mean you do love the war masters. It’s not like peace or liberty is ever really on the cards when you look to the state. It’s usually more laws, regulations, welfare, subsidies, where did you think it would lead? So, if you are there in the day after, rejoice because history tends to rhyme so chances are the very people who caused it will tell you that they should lead, and fix it. And you probably will believe them, or they will just bribe you with Nuka cola bottle caps, and you will do whatever they want…again.