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"Chuchill believed the only way Britain could win the war [with Germany in 1940] was by inspiring the people with a vision of Britain's greatness.

"It could be argued that it was a con trick, that there were sophisticated people who said this was all hot air. But to the mass of the people it was an extreordinary experience." (Adam Curtis, "The Living Dead")[1]Next

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"The power of reproduction is for the good of the species, and the human legislator acts on behalf of the species in establishing monogamous unions of one man with one woman. Individual genital organs are to be used only for a power of the species. The organs are, as it were, on loan from the species and — more important — subject to an exercise of eminent domain by the city." (Mark D. Jordan, "The Invention of Sodomy in Christian Theology", University of Chicago Press, 1997, p. 126)

Mothers of the motherland! Send you men to die in our war so the enemy will not rape you so badly you will bleed to death from your torn vagina and eat your children!

A man [both sentimentally and sincerely] loves his wife and since he finds meaning in pro—creation (not artistic and scientific creation...), i.e.:, in producing offspring, this is a great benefit to "his" goverment. If he was single and "his" country goes to war, he might be self—ish: think only of his own good, and dodge the draft to save his skin. But since he loves his wife and children, he selflessly goes to his death in the country's wars to protect his loved ones from the evil enemy. Also, he bears the financial burden of producing workers and soldiers and baby factories to perpetuate the society, instead of the government having to pay for welfare mothers. A caricature of G.W.F. Hegel's "Cunning of Reason", provisioning "food for powder" by loving each other.

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Fortuna had me childreared by two among these poor dupes after having been squeezed out of the uterus of one of the two. Fortuna put me off at a wrong stop when I was born (Source: Doug Schaff, d. 2023). Since their lives are otherwise meaningless, the masses need distractions: Pro—creation and re—creation (war is one kind of entertainment, Disneyland is another..). And "recreation" means two things: (1) being amused, but, more importentatly (2) ersatz creativity in re-creating: re-producing the past.

I never wanted any part of it. But after I discovered, in the course of the less-than-life they gave me, and no thanks to them, of course, that I can create, I have better things to do than just trying to avoid suffering and dying, Mr. Churchill (and why don't you get off your fat buttocks up to the front and die for your vision of Britain's greatness if it's so good?)

A prayer for Sir Winston to speak to The British People

"Almighty Father, as Prime Minister and leader of our great nation, a people vho are valiently fighting and giving their lives to defeat the evil regime of Adolf Hitler, I here swear on my sacred honor that if you will grant us victory, on victory day I will freely sacrifice my own life by falling on my sword, to join all those who gave their lives, and to show my humble gratitude for your great blessing to us. God save the King!"

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Footnotes

  1. In 2023, members of the military-scientific-academic elite say ths same sort of thing about manned space exploration: that it provide inspiration to the people. The people live vicariously through the spacemen, but they themselves are not just earthbound but may have trouble paying their bills to keep the roof over their heads under the space rocket traversed heavens. "What did you do today in school, child?" "We watched Mr. Musk land on Ur[-]anus." "I see. What you did was to look at somebody else doing somehting, yes?" "Yes, mommy, that's what I did. That's what the whole school did, including most of the teachers (except the ones who snuck out to do perosnal things while we all had to be in the auditorium watching Mr. Musk land on Ur[-]anus. I was bored, mommy." "I know you were, child, but I can't afford a private tutor for you, so you just have to put up with it." "I know, mommy"