Open Thread

Seattle, November 4, 10:00 pm.

So that happened.

I went off the Internet around 8:00 last night and retreated to my bedroom to read and listen to Sirrus Radio’s “Outlaw Country”, which plays C/W artists from, mostly, the 70s and 80s, that brief period of rebellion after the “Nashville Sound” had ruined the genre and before the reord companies regained control. Just before hitting the lights I switched to a news channel and heard a brief discussion of the still-pending results from Ohio, in which a commenter noted that Trump’s support from white-collar graduates had fallen since 2016, and I thought, of course they have, and that will continue for at least the next few decades.

It’s not, in my opinion, that recent college graduates are less intelligent than blue-collar workers, but rather, they’ve been exposed to four more years of indoctrination than their more fortunate peers. Four additional years of being lectured to by faculties comprised 95% of Democrats or even further left is bound to have its intended effect.

I’ve seen studies showing that, historically, young voters between 18-24 have a dismal voting turnout record, but participation grows after that, and by 34 or so, they’re in full bloom. So it shouldn’t be surprising that we’re seeing a flood of new socialist voters this cycle. But, worse, the 18-24 crop appears to have broken through their preceding cohort’s indifference to voting, and come out in record numbers. A double-whammy.

The shift to socialism was always inevitable, I believe, because the “Long March” of communists through academia has been proceeding for more than sixty years, and is finally reaching fruition. Even had we held out this election, we’d have lost in the next. And as of this posting, we haven’t lost, yet. So maybe I’ll return from the woods to discover that we dodged the bullet one final time. I don’t think our luck will continue, if it has.

Or that’s what I believe. Democrats in charge of the Executive, Legislative and Judicial branches aren’t the end of the world, only the world as we know it, and as this country’s founders intended it. But the world will go on, and the naive children who have fallen into the trap set by their elders will have to figure out what happened, and set about to correct it, if they can. I’ll leave that to them, and wish them luck.

Upon awakening this morning I did check the Internet for final results and seeing none, I put on a pot of coffee and resumed reading a book on spirituality I’ve rediscovered; the chapters I read today were devoted to tolerance, forgiveness, and a full recognition of our own flaws, and the illusion that we can live in a perfect world if only others would listen. I found it timely.

So I’m off to the Maine woods, where the only cellphone reception is atop a ridge a mile from camp. I might access it from there, should my hunting take me past it, but otherwise, see you in a week or so. Comment away. And maybe pray for your children and their children; it’s the latter, I suspect, who will need God’s grace most.