You Are Not An American

Sometimes I wonder how many times a string of words or strings of words that are similar in content needs to be said. I’m aware of how powerful cognitive dissonance is. After all, who wants to redefine what we already know? Or what we think we know? What we think we understand? For some reason, the vast majority of people are afraid of change. On one level, I guess I can understand this. Humans are animals that look for patterns, for recognition purposes. When something new enters, the patterns we think we know are disrupted. We don’t really know how to handle it. However, humans are also very adaptable to change. When the new thing enters the pattern we used to know, we are able to adapt, and sometimes relatively quickly. Another way to put this is, humans are resilient.

Knowing that humans are able to adapt to changes in patterns, that we are resilient, it makes me wonder why people are so resistant to the ideas of liberty. I know that I cannot force these thoughts, and that I can give all the information I can, and yet, the words that I say go over heads. Or they are met with the fiercest resistance I have ever seen. I don’t know why this is. I can’t grasp why people are so in love with the idea of the state. I have never believed in the idea of the state, really. Even throughout the indoctrination of school, I was doubtful. I knew politicians were liars. I knew none of them could be trusted with anything. Even so, I had never heard the ideas of liberty until about a year and a half ago. Everything immediately clicked in my head. Things made perfect sense to me. The thoughts I had had in the back of my mind were given names and definitions and people said things in ways I never knew how to.

Since I fell so easily into these ideas of freedom, I have a hard time understanding any other perspective. When I bring up certain thoughts and ideas, and truths that have evidence, people still deny. Deny deny deny. If people refuse to see truth and reason, what am I supposed to do with that? I grow frustrated and angry. Angry that maybe I am not saying things properly. Frustrated that people hold firm to their blind reverence to a destructive system.

Is indoctrination really so thorough? Why didn’t it work on me? If it means that I am broken for this, I am glad to be broken. I am ready to learn new ideas, to have conversations with people that understand the same concepts that I do. Talking with people who refuse to concede a point even with evidence staring them in the face is a waste of time. I suppose, maybe, it sharpens my debating skills, even if I’m never going to convince people that the idea of the state is the worst concept to ever be. My heart is heavy for how bad things have to get before people let themselves start to see. Aren’t things bad enough already?

Why do people believe that you just need to vote the right person in? Is that going to change anything? Where’s the hearts of the revolutionaries that dumped tea into the harbor? Of those that fought for what they believed in? No, I do not advocate for actual fighting to change things. There are peaceful ways. Civil disobedience. Peaceful non compliance. I mean, that’s what schools train you for, right? To be obedient? Never question authority? Did you know that the new DSM considers that a disorder in children? As an aside, the psychology field is now nothing more than an entity to do as the government bids, and exists for the drug companies. I’m glad to be rid of it in my life.

Americans today are not Americans. They wave their little flags and chant USA without really knowing what it is they’re advocating for. It’s okay for drones to kill children somewhere else in the world as long as we have “freedom,” right? All in the name of the flag. For your country. For you to sit on the couch and get fat. That’s freedom, right? The activists that dumped tea in the harbor actually knew why it was they were doing what they were doing.

You know, I don’t even care for the term “American.” The concept of borders is an evil one. There’s nothing good about it. But if you’re going to call yourself an American, and be proud of it, you damn well better know everything that it stands for. Everything your beloved government does in your name. Everything they do to you, everything they take from you, everything they do to people all across the world. You better recognize the truths of what they do, and not gloss over them. Anything less, and you are NOT an American. You call yourself a patriot? I guess you want tyranny, because you allowed this to happen. If you deny the truth, you cannot call yourself an American. It’s a lie.