Not-so-Wise Guys at Work

Of the seemingly limitless number of lawyers proselytising their demented religion on TV, one in particular caught my attention the other day. It wasn’t like this officer-of-the-court said anything that I didn’t already know in some corner of my mind, but the manner of delivery juxtaposed against the implications of its admission caused an unhappy reality to really pop out at me. It stood out even against a vast backdrop of similarly depraved statements. Now that they’ve transmuted fraud into free speech, these government sponsored agents are more readily bringing into focus the contempt with which they hold the founding ideals of our nation, and therefore (just to be pragmatic) the Judicial Branch in its entirety. The lawyers are now using law the way rapists uses rope.

The topic and context of the discussion was nothing unusual. It was about some violent felony committed by one of the freshly re-minted, government sponsored savages our owners set free to prey on us every day – ensuring with enviable reliability a steady stream of money from us to them (by pure coincidence, of course). When suddenly in the middle of all the blather I heard it: Protected Class, as in “… (they) may be a member of a Protected Class”. The delivery was mundane and matter-of-fact while the statement itself evidenced nothing less than a civilization killing reality. There can exist no Protected Class of peasant unless there exists an Unprotected Class, by definition. It really hit home.

Categorizing the peasantry by mandated sub-species is a filth so replete there is no context or topic surrounding it which could possibly dilute its toxic effect. As you read this, your owners consider you a member of a sub-species who’s allowable behaviors are dictated to you at their whim on the basis of whatever particular sub-species they’ve deemed you a member. Now here’s the happy part (for them anyway). Currently, even the Unprotected sub-species are allowed to demonstrate their support (vote) for their owners. Therefore, if you pick a good owner they may deem to provide your sub-species with protections. In other words, our owners can sit back and let us fight each other for protections. They remain “Mr. Clean” – the giver of protections. Be mindful, however, those protections only apply cross-species, and of course, you must first qualify for membership in a sub-species (a nebulous process).

This unhappy situation reinforces the bizarre activity of peasants actively participating in their own subjugation, which in turn reinforces the veil of legitimacy of their owners, certain that it will magically work itself out somehow. Let’s call it Victory Through Active Submission. Protection is what it’s all about, so be sure to get protected. Show your support by voting for a good owner and you’ll feel better about you, and that’s all that really matters “at the end of the day”. I’m sure of it.