It
is the strategy of the 1% and their shleps not to show weakness.
Show a hard veneer and your postulates become immune to ridicule.
The more ideological the concept the more virtuous it becomes. The
voting public just loves someone if they drool out their talking
points, unfettered by the banal arguments insulting to their
delusions. Ya, right.
In
my little utopian world, yes that post anarchistic heaven with two
moons peacefully brightening our sky, all politicians will lovingly
articulate all their beliefs and the well thought out reasons for
them in a portfolio as an application for the privilege of
benevolently representing their constituencies. By the same token,
voters will rapturously submit articulated justifications for their
nomination whims as the delusion of a secret ballot becomes a myth of
the great 20th century avoidance gentilities.
“So
what do 'you' believe?”, you ask. Well, since you ask, I believe
we are all illusioned. Within this enchantment, we may conjecture
that our brains are not capable of conceiving of a reality if there
is such a critter. So we morph on in our nogginal ambiances,
electing the sexiest politicians to their posts so we may criticize
them relentlessly for their own nogginal ambiances. Please vote for
me. My delusions can be yours.
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