Subjectivism in the Age of the Pandemic

When I was a boy the jobs we aspired to were police, firemen, soldiers, cowboys. The most aspired to job in the US today is a celebrity.

And why not? 

The work is easy, the entitlements are huge, the pay is astronomical, the benefits are astounding; the lifestyle of the rich and famous is opulence with a view. We have paid these celebrities to insult anyone and everyone for whom God, honor, country, reality, and truth are more than false philosophies: They are bedrock values in a life well-lived.

Meanwhile, our enemies mock us while they sell us cheap plastic toys, plastic clothes, and plastic lives. In gratitude, they released bio-warfare that has accelerated a trip to serfdom for our culture.

There are a few that understand where we are and how we arrived here. The time for easy answers was long ago when we elected to abandon the hard-fought quest for good, freedom, morality and abandoned the ideals of duty, honor, and country in exchange for the relativity of subjectivism.

It's as if the reasoned ideals of Aristotle, Spinoza, Descartes have given way to the emotionalism of Social Justice Warriors claiming 62 genders as proof that 3 million years of evolution can be dismissed because their feelings became a bouquet of dysphoria.

We will no doubt return to those teachings by a force not entirely of our choosing: In ways, we can not now imagine.

For now, the streets are empty as we are faced with an enemy that intentionally or accidentally fired a single bullet capable of harming or killing us all in a worldwide pandemic.

It may be simply that our duty now is to live until we have discovered a treatment that blunts the sentence. So that we are able, as each Nation awakes to a new understanding of those precepts of right thinking, right action, right living; to again find the truth in a good for which our ancestors were willing to pledge their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor: In as much as there is a way to proceed in the right.

We are tasked now with discovering just what that may be in a new age that has come on us faster than we could have ever imagined with a horror that will rock us to abandon core principles for safety or harden us to a course that leaves no choices. We must adopt neither of them.

Rather, once again we are called as a nation to survive in order to know how to best handle, prepare and advance the next time. That will not be easy, but we are not guaranteed survival any more than we are pledged safety.

We must resolve to steel our each, individual course of preparation because we have just witnessed the harshest reality; no one can save you except you. When viewed from the reason for our humanity it seemed that all we needed were 'green' solutions for every phenomenon of a living being: mass transit, mass energy, mass bargaining, mass housing as well as mass farming, and mass consumption, which have all easily replaced self-sufficiency.

Why bother to clothe, feed or defend oneself? After all, if help is just a 911 call away or an online order for groceries and new micro-fiber sweats what is the point? The majority of American society appears now to view self-sufficiency in terms of enough toilet paper to last out a quarantine.

There has never before been a human epoch in which any rational thinker considered the idea that humans need not feed themselves until now. A coyote need never apologize for his rabbit catching, but a human must subjectively argue that putting elk in the freezer requires the approval of social media. 

Nor has there ever been a time in human history that a culture believed almost to a person that a human being is not a part of the natural world.

It might be time to review your quiver of life skills to include those simple truths:

Know how you will clothe yourself in the event re-supply is days away, the electrical grid has failed and the world around you is on fire.

Know how to defend yourself when what you have put aside for your loved ones is something someone else will be willing to take by force from you if necessary.

Know how to feed yourself when a season passes and protein, fat, and carbohydrates are no longer luxuries to be counted, but the very reason that grandma kept her bacon grease, flattened her aluminum foil and kept count of the deer on the place.

Probably not this time though- we're good- right?