The Tragedy of Globalist Conformists I
The Power of Propaganda
The Tragedy of Globalist Conformists I
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The Power of Propaganda
There would be something funny, if it weren’t so tragic, about Globalist/Conformists. Yet the humor would be akin to that of Biedermann und die Brandstifter by Max Frisch, it would be deeply black.
To quote a Substack piece I stumbled upon after I began writing this:
“Massive criminal conspiracies exist. The evidence is overwhelming. The scope of those currently underway is unknown, but there is no reason to imagine, in the new global age, that the sociopathic quest for power or the possession of the resources required to move towards it is diminishing. Certainly not while dissent is mocked and censored into silence by gatekeepers, ‘useful idiots’, and conspiracy deniers, who are, in fact, directly colluding with the sociopathic agenda through their unrelenting attack on those who would shine a light on wrongdoing. It is every humane being’s urgent responsibility to expose sociopathic agendas wherever they exist – never to attack those who seek to do so. Now, more than ever, it is time to put away childish things, and childish impulses, and to stand up as adults to protect the future of the actual children who have no choice but to trust us with their lives.”[1]
The obsession of Globalist/Conformists with “peer reviewed papers”, “authentic science”, “conspiracy theory” and “fake news”, their perverse burrowing of their heads, ostrich-like, in the ground, and their complete and utter denial of reality are well and truly a spectacle to behold. Ultimately, however their wrong-headedness, blindness, ignorance and sheer stupidity can be traced to a lack of philosophical sophistication, a lack of curiosity and a lack of imagination. This is combined with an unwillingness (Sloth? Complacency? Arrogance?) to challenge any given narrative that happens to be pushed by the Ministry of Truth on any given day, whether it be “gender diversity”, “global warming”, “love for Neo-Nazis in the Ukraine”, “love for genocide in Gaza” etc. etc.
In this respect their deference to “authority” and their blind trust in government are almost identical with that found in Italy or Germany in the 1930s. If one wants to know how Auschwitz, the ongoing Genocide by Jab or the Hospital Holocaust were and are possible one need look no further than the average “Globalist/Conformist”. Bernardo Bertolucci even once made a film about such a character[2]. Above all else: they haven’t watched: “The Century of the Self”[3] or studied the harmful effects of propaganda.
Listening to The Duran discussing “Russiagate”[4] is fascinating because, if the Duran is accurate (and there is no doubt in mind that in this instance it is) “Russiagate” is a classic example of how propaganda can distort one’s image of the world. To put it simply: The Deep State managed to persuade many (but not all) that although Putin stated that he preferred Clinton in 2016 he actually preferred Trump. This was, we were told, the basis of Trump’s purported “treachery” and explains why he was “unfit for office”.
In many respects the Globalist/Conformist is no different from you or me: we are all extremely, disturbingly, easy to manipulate. This has long been known, and not merely by Edward Bernays but by Walter Lippmann too. He wrote a century ago:
“The only feeling that anyone can have about an event he does not experience is the feeling aroused by his mental image of that event.”
“That is why until we know what others think they know, we cannot truly understand their acts. I have seen a young girl, brought up in a Pennsylvania mining town, plunged suddenly from entire cheerfulness into a paroxysm of grief when a gust of wind cracked the kitchen window-pane. For hours she was inconsolable, and to me incomprehensible. But when she was able to talk, it transpired that if a window-pane broke it meant that a close relative had died. She was, therefore, mourning for her father, who had frightened her into running away
from home. The father was, of course, quite thoroughly alive as a telegraphic inquiry soon proved. But until the telegram came, the cracked glass was an authentic message to that girl.”
“Why it was authentic only a prolonged investigation by a skilled psychiatrist could show. But even the most casual observer could see that the girl, enormously upset by her family troubles, had hallucinated a complete fiction out of one external fact, a remembered superstition, and a turmoil of remorse, and fear and love for her father.”
“Abnormality in these instances is only a matter of degree. When an Attorney-General, who has been frightened by a bomb exploded on his doorstep, convinces himself by the reading of revolutionary literature that a revolution is to happen on the first of May 1920, we recognize that much the same mechanism is at work. The war, of course, furnished many examples of this pattern: the casual fact, the creative imagination, the will to believe, and out of these three elements, a counterfeit of reality to which there was a violent instinctive response. For it is clear enough that under certain conditions men respond as powerfully to fictions as they do to realities, and that in many cases they help to create the very fictions to which they respond.”
“Let him cast the first stone who did not believe in the Russian army that passed through England in August, 1914, did not accept any tale of atrocities without direct proof, and never saw a plot, a traitor, or a spy where there was none. Let him cast a stone who never passed on as the real inside truth what he had heard someone say who knew no more than he did.”
“In all these instances we must note particularly one common factor. It is the insertion between man and his environment of a pseudo-environment. To that pseudo-environment his behavior is a response. But because it is behavior, the consequences, if they are acts, operate not in the pseudo-environment where the behavior is stimulated, but in the real environment where action eventuates. If the behavior is not a practical act, but what we call roughly thought and emotion, it may be a long time before there is any noticeable break in the texture of the fictitious world. But when the stimulus of the pseudo-fact results in action on things or other people, contradiction soon develops.”
“Then comes the sensation of butting one’s head against a stone wall, of learning by experience, and witnessing Herbert Spencer’s tragedy of the murder of a Beautiful Theory by a Gang of Brutal Facts, the discomfort in short of a maladjustment. For certainly, at the level of social life, what is called the adjustment of man to his environment takes place through the medium of fictions.”
“By fictions I do not mean lies. I mean a representation of the environment which is in lesser or greater degree made by man himself. The range of fiction extends all the way from complete hallucination to the scientists’ perfectly self-conscious use of a schematic model,
or his decision that for his particular problem accuracy beyond a certain number of decimal places is not important. A work of fiction may have almost any degree of fidelity, and so long as the degree of fidelity can be taken into account, fiction is not misleading. In
fact, human culture is very largely the selection, the rearrangement, the tracing of patterns upon, and the stylizing of, what William James called ‘the random irradiations and resettlements of our ideas.’” [Footnote: James, Principles of Psychology, Vol. II, p.
638]
“The alternative to the use of fictions is direct exposure to the ebb and flow of sensation. That is not a real alternative, for however refreshing it is to see at times with a perfectly innocent eye, innocence itself is not wisdom, though a source and corrective of wisdom. For the real environment is altogether too big, too complex, and too fleeting for direct acquaintance. We are not equipped to deal with so much subtlety, so much variety, so many permutations and combinations. And although we have to act in that environment, we have to reconstruct it on a simpler model before we can manage with it. To traverse the world men must have maps of the world. Their persistent difficulty is to secure maps on which their own need, or someone else’s need, has not sketched in the coast of Bohemia.”[5]
[1] https://web.archive.org/web/20210401194926/https://reportingforbeauty.substack.com/p/on-the-psychology-of-the-conspiracy-7ff
[5] Public Opinion, Walter Lippmann
One of your best, most thoughtful and analytic essays.