I’ve been consumed with family matters for the last 2 weeks and little time to do much more than check my email, which has been slightly peppered with comments about a person and cult that I really didn’t have a lot of interest in, and post a couple of replies to said blog. One thing I’ve discovered about this cult is that a little attention goes miles for them.
Seriously now, who am I to be bothering with? My opinion is really non-consequential in the scheme of their Utopian plans. And yet, they kept coming back to try clarify their ‘movement’ to an audience that really doesn’t care and views them as a bunch of wacky folks. And a great deal of their clarifications is nothing more than babbling. I’ve read their posts and aside from calling me a coward and basically unenlightened, nothing they say makes a whole lot of sense.
Does anyone really believe that we can have a borderless world? Every nation will open it’s borders and we will have free range humans, everywhere? We will become a global nation with no currency and only barter for trade?
Oh, come on. (insert rolley eyed emoticon here.)
I wonder if my neighbor will take a pot of my homemade spaghetti sauce in trade for a couple hours of using his chainsaw to trim my mesquite tree? Honestly, I look around my little room here as I type and wonder what in the world I have of value to anyone else to use as barter. These ‘things’ only hold value to me. Who’s going to take a box full of yarn in trade for a gallon of gas? Not my local corner gas station, I can assure you of that!
I can see Hugo Chavez and that guy in Iran whose name I can’t spell and don’t want to google right now (one radio guy calls him Imadon Inadinnerjacket, which works for me), giving up all their power so we can all sit together and roast marshmallows, can’t you? And what would they use for barter? Oil for no money? Uranium for no guns? Just for the chance to eat s’mores and sing campfire songs with the whole wide world?
Oh, I think not.
The hard truth about life is this: Some people just won’t ever grow up. And they won’t ever go away, either.
Diary of a Mad Conservative 