If you've already seen this, feel free to continue below the video. If you haven't, do yourself a favor and just watch it with the sound off. I
quarantee you won't miss very much.
[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7l-pEBYeLI&feature=feedwll&list=WL[/youtube]
I haven't mentioned this before (largely because I'm not sure anything will come of it), but I'm meeting with the senior staff of a conservative think tank in Chicago on Tuesday afternoon. Their focus is on discovering, developing, and promoting free-market solutions to public policy problems, primarily at the state government level, but increasingly at the national level, as well. The position at this point seems to be a curious, albeit interesting amalgam of editorial writer, capital development director and all-around hyper-conservative ideologue. Not sure of my suitability for this as-yet-to-be-properly-defined position, but it's a free trip to Chicago, and I am in need of some excitement and the wonderful anxiety that comes from trying something new and unfamiliar.
Consequently, I've spent the better part of this weekend re-reading F.A. Hayek's
The Road to Serfdom. If you haven't read it,
Reader's Digest (yes,
that Reader's Digest) published a Hayek-endorsed, 96-page condensed version of it in 1945, intended largely for our troops coming home after the war.
Click here to download it. This seminal book, coupled with
Evan Sayet's devastating lecture on how the Modern Liberal thinks have awakened in me a sense that I'm doing nothing but wasting my ****ing time trying to battle with the sorry sacks of human excrement on display in both the above video, and at places such as Skin's Island. Please, allow me elaborate...
Ever since my stroke, I've gone to great lengths to try and avoid those instances where I might find myself drawn into impotent rage and utter futility. I am quite aware that there isn't a libtard in existence in whom, given the chance to engage face-to-face, I couldn't induce such hopelessness and self-loathing, they'd be left with little choice, other than to either commit suicide or attempt an act of violence that would inevitably result in a lengthy prison term (although Suicide by Police Officer could be pretty fun to watch, too). However, it occurs to me today that I accomplish absolutely nothing by commenting on them on the internet. I
know they're worthless, and I
know that they are, for all intents and purposes, condemned to die the most ignominious of deaths: that of the deliberately ignorant and parasitic. What does it benefit me, therefore, to rail at them from my MacBook???
Abso-****ing-lutely
nada, that's what.
To that end, I'm through with them all; HotAir, AoSHQ, iOwnTheWorld, The DUmpster, and any other site that laudably swims through the shit so I don't have to.
Dr. Hayek once famously advised a protege....
Society’s course will be changed only by a change in ideas. First you must reach the intellectuals, the teachers and writers, with reasoned argument. It will be
their influence on society which will prevail, and the politicians will follow.
Now, I'm not at all certain I agree with Hayek's belief that "the intellectuals, the teachers and writers" can even be reasoned with anymore, but I DO believe that for me, I need to take my talent and strengths to a new arena. The thoroughly repugnant little shits in the video can't be reasoned with, and aren't the slightest bit interested in harvesting anything other than scorn, madness and bloody constraint.
Fine. Their time will come, and at the hands of far more capable men than I. Yours truly needs to find himself a new front, facing enemies who don't have the luxury of hiding behind an ISP and a cut-rate, online mental asylum.
What started as an attempt to divest myself of stress in order to survive has become a moral imperative to to invest myself in a mission to truly
live.