Won't You Help Yourselves?
I see an entire generation of special Americans now being strained through a machine that was powered-up before they were born and has never stopped churning the intellectual habits of forebearers.
Mainly, they are good people, earnest at heart in the cause of freedom. They know, like few do, what has gone wrong in their country. With their own powers, they have arrived at plain-thinking conclusions on the evils now haughtily practiced by their rulers, in full criminal defiance of all the political precepts they were taught in childhood.
Like everyone, even blinkered believers and battered complacents, they bear the cost of this imposed condition on every hour of their only-ever lives, but they know who profits on that price. It is not them.
The return on their effort at life itself diminishes hourly, now. Their call to action in the matter is naturally irresistible, not least because of the time of their lives. With conceptual ability unique to humans, amid mounting disaster, they still see a future for themselves: an imperative to make the most of their time in this world.
I have seen them working hard at their texts and their discussions, thrashing centuries of ideas handed down halls of authority, then marched out as rally-flags in their fights for life. I am convinced that these special Americans all want the same, right, thing. It would appall me to insult them at impugning their ethical principles. I would be derelict in my care for their efforts if I did not seriously consider their political actions.
Over two centuries since the saints of their creed set out a new politics -- a way for humans to live together -- their inheritance has decayed to a practice two millennia-ancient. All the best intents of those First New Men are lost. They could not be kept from the "if".
Now, the devices of state that prescribed the practice of that New Way merge, by way of principles, with gruesome horrors wrought with the same devices by ethical monsters. They had them too, and now they know how to use them in America.
Who hasn't observed the rampant madness of "Our Democracy"?
How many yet insist on the formula of "A Republic"?
That insistence is so vital that it drives even these special Americans to devices of the state that is now killing them, hour-by-hour. I mean no insult if I observe the convenience of these devices. The totemic power of a ballot vastly overshadows its genuine import and effects on real life. It is a hope in the ancient creed now gone to ruin, but the hope itself is beyond reproach: these are good people.
It is wrong to assert that this democracy in practice, if not in preferred name, could be better done. Every attempt necessarily violates reality by forcing individual people together in a concept of Mass, but that is not what they are. To cast a ballot is to submit oneself as the material of the Mass, which is its true object: its actual political purpose. That antique device of state filled thousands of years with political failure, to be priced at countless immolated human lives.
The New Way declared in 1776 thundered around the world. The whole truth, however, is that it was but a candle held against the depth of darkness that had confounded humanity forever before. It was not long before, that what should have been a fully explicit culture of freedom, was overtaken with European atavism in political practice. Americans rejoiced at a privilege granted in England for over 400 years: representation at state council.
From then on, all human values were necessarily and implicitly subject to the force of the state. It was, at root, morality itself upon which every vote was cast. The contemporary spirit of independence made this a plausible state of political affairs. Men were, within sensible margins, agreed-enough on the moral boundaries of government to abide it, even at the costs to occasional minor rebels. Their practice of antique faiths did not imagine a time when subhuman monsters, festered from the minds of European perverts, would seize the device of "representation" and present the world with Industrial Age horrors.
Those monsters shattered the 20th century.
Now, horror races instantly around the globe, in this Information Age. Hope consisting in the ancient totem of democracy is always more desperate, to the extent that even the best Americans lavish hate on each other, vying for prominence in discourse of the old ways.
A restoration of authentic, lifesaving and enhancing, morals cannot be had by these incompetent submissions to the folly of "representation". It must be *presented*, a priori and by each and every individual, that a single human life is beyond the touch of democracy. That is the first and principal moral to be reclaimed: the hardest gem lying in the ashes of the Republic that could not be kept, for plain reasons of reality.
It will require all the essential virtues of these special Americans who now starve of freedom. Those virtues must, however, be made manifest in far more explicit assertion of the universal life and death necessity of every moral implication of 1776, and not the political expedience of 1787. If America is to be saved, it must be saved in the moral idea, first. That case can never be made at any poll.
In this letter, I offer a humble but urgent plea:
Do not stipulate to that ancient device-of-state. Put the rulers on notice that their authority is nil. In this very year, at last, a peaceful way to dissolve their presumptions could, at least, begin. For decades, I've seen the approach of civil war in my homeland, against my dearest hopes for peace.
Won't you please help me find a way? Won't you help yourselves?