Our Plastic Patriotism

Today Americans will celebrate Independence Day. There will be fireworks, and cookouts, and hot dog eating contests. The Sci-Fi Channel will probably run their usual Twilight Zone marathon. The alleged “History” Channel will almost certainly waste air space with absurd shows like American Pickers.

There will be little mention anywhere about the War for Independence, our revolt against England. There’s a good reason for this; no politician, and no mainstream “journalist” wants to focus any attention on how this country was born. That’s the last thing a corrupt ruling elite wants to do; remind those they rule over that their ancestors violently overthrew a much less powerful tyranny.

In my upcoming book, Crimes and Cover-Ups in American Politics: 1776-1963, I’ll examine some “hidden history” of our Founders and their revolution. Things like the shameful treatment of Thomas Paine, the forgotten Shays and Whiskey Rebellions, the human skeletons found in Benjamin Franklin’s home, and the ongoing disinformation campaign to transform the most enlightened man of his age, Thomas Jefferson, into a despicable “racist.”

I have remarked before on the curious phenomenon of Hollywood ignoring the Founding Fathers. Even during the Golden Age of Hollywood, not a single picture was made about George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Patrick Henry, Benjamin Franklin, John or Samuel Adams, or John Hancock. In fact, the film colony tended to mention the American Revolution itself only sparingly. Again, there was an obvious reason for that; those in charge don’t want to mention anything about the forcible removal of a previous, much less rotten bunch of rulers.

Instead, over the course of time, American “patriotism” has been converted into a ghoulish worship of state power, exemplified by the finger-pointing “Uncle Sam” figure. Modern Americans adore the flag, but not the Constitutional system of checks and balances. And certainly not the Bill of Rights. No one seems to like them.

This all happened gradually. The senseless War Between the States, known popularly as the Civil War by the northern victors, consolidated power in the central government, and permitted the first imperial presidency. Lincoln’s persistent unconstitutional actions, and the failure to recognize them as such, paved the way for the countless future transgressions against the Constitution, and the civil liberties of the people.

By the time World War I rolled around, “Uncle Sam” posters propped up everywhere. The growing power of the establishment press, combined with the blossoming film world, created lovable dough boys and whipped  up hatred against the dirty “Krauts,” the dreaded “Hun.” Opponents of the pointless conflict were thrown into prison, including the noted socialist Eugene Debs. This was not merely a renewal of John Adams’ Alien and Sedition Acts, but overt approval of the precedent Lincoln set with his diabolical roundup and illegal imprisonment of his political opponents.

The word “patriot” originally meant a revolutionary, a colonist who supported the fight for independence from Great Britain. By now, it has become solidified in the public mind as someone who flies and salutes the flag proudly, supports our brave military and thanks the troops regularly for their “service.”

The original radical revolutionaries, the Sons of Liberty, would be aghast at mindless, modern American patriotism. The colonists wanted free and independent states, with a central government that had very limited power. No Founding Father outside of Alexander Hamilton- the central banking devotee who is so beloved now by our culture- would support our overreaching federal government, fueled by politically correct authoritarianism.

It’s an indictment of American gullibility that a play glorifying the only Founding Father who loved debt and the banking racket, Alexander Hamilton, has become a popular Broadway smash. Not only that, but he’s not a dead white male, like all the other Founders. He’s black and hip, and a talented rapper. It’s a certainty that virtually none of the almost exclusively white audiences for the play know the least bit about the real history of Hamilton, let alone the real history of our founding. I would venture that a good portion of them believe Hamilton really was black.

It was probably predictable that July 4th celebrations would revolve around fireworks, and flag worship, instead of liberty and unalienable rights. No one remembers the Declaration of Independence any more, and that’s a good thing for our leaders. Just reading about a formal protest against finely detailed acts of tyranny, might give even our comatose sheeple reason to pause. Instead, there are always choruses of “USA! USA!” to guide them in the proper direction.

The reality is, if Thomas Jefferson, Patrick Henry and their brethren were alive today, they would not be Democrats or Republicans. They would be political “extremists” shunned by the mainstream establishment. They might even be smeared as “conspiracy theorists.” Few nations have ever had such a historical dichotomy; those who fought for our independence, and who were revered as heroes for most of this country’s history, are anathema to our present-day leaders. They are collectively Those Who Cannot be Mentioned.

Well, they can be mentioned negatively, of course. All except for the hip, black bankers’ favorite Hamilton are routinely denigrated as “racists.” They probably were all chauvinists as well, although there is little historical evidence of any feminists running amuck in the British colonies. Certainly no transgenders were around.

As I’ve noted before, most Americans are historically illiterate. And we are very, very close to having history itself declared “racist.” After all, virtually everything else is. Recently, some typical social justice warriors proclaimed that civility is a construct of “white supremacy.” We have already been advised that proper grammar is “racist.” But Americans, asleep and distracted as they are nowadays, seem perfectly content to accept that politeness and civility are in fact “racist.”

The Founding Fathers weren’t perfect. But they created a system of government that is as close to perfection as anything yet devised by human beings. The fact that corrupt forces have controlled this system for far too long doesn’t detract from the nature of the system itself. The Bill of Rights should be treasured by every American. Instead, I firmly believe that a national referendum on it would go down to defeat, especially if enough vacuous celebrities spoke out against it. Almost no one supports Patrick Henry’s timeless notion that “I may not agree with what you say, but I’ll defend to my dying day your right to say it.”

I’m sorry to rain on everyone’s Fourth of July parade. I just can’t be patriotic, when that term has been co-opted into being an unthinking supporter of the state. A state which is thoroughly and hopelessly corrupt. A real American patriot supports the ideals of human liberty and unalienable rights.

 

 

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About donaldjeffries

Author of the critically acclaimed "Survival of the Richest: How the Corruption of the Marketplace and the Disparity of Wealth Created the Greatest Conspiracy of All." Author of the best seller "Hidden History: An Expose of Modern Crimes, Conspiracies, and Cover-Ups in American Politics," published in November 2014 by Skyhorse Publishing. Author of the 2007 sci-fi/fantasy novel "The Unreals," which has been described as a cross between The Wizard of Oz and The Twilight Zone, and compared to A Confederacy of Dunces and classic Russian literature. A second edition of "The Unreals" was published in February 2015 by Pocol Press. Long time JFK assassination researcher. Marketing more fiction and nonfiction, including a book about bullying and the social hierarchy, and a book about the Natalee Holloway case.

Posted on July 4, 2018, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Steve Paulson

    In the New York Times’ quest to get to the bottom of what makes every last Trump supporter in America tick, we have been treated to endless interviews, loving tributes to downtrodden towns in which nary a non-white person is ever seen, and one particular day when the op-ed pages were turned over to Trump supporters to argue for Trump’s genius directly. But this is still not enough, and so Sunday’s paper included a zoological analysis from a journalist who grew up among them.

    It is meant to be flattering, or at least neutral, but the short version is that the people who have been bleating about “family values” for the last half-century do not actually give a flying damn about family values and never did. It was all garbage from the get-go. While people from “college” or “in New York” or “religiously conservative” or “liberal” or take-your pick all had harsh words for the crooked, lying, adulterous, misogynist trash-heap of a human being, the salt-of-the-earth Trump supporters back in Nebraska could not possibly care less about the bullshit-laden values attributed to them in fawning tributes to the heartland’s common clay.

    To hell with it all: Go team adulter-crook!

    In contrast, almost all of the people I know in my hometown in Nebraska proudly supported him. They glossed over his infidelities and stressed that he seemed to be a good father. They were impressed by his “respectful” sons and admired the success of his daughters.
    “Glossed over” is a fine phrase. “Good father” is quite the phrase itself. And this new notion of “respectful,” which apparently consists of “glossing over” his sons’ histories of charity fraud, public attacks on black politicians, and that whole ‘met Russian agents in Trump Tower’ thing, is doing quite the heavy lift.

    Reading between the lines, what we have here is a group of people who practice what is known in the rest of the world as aggressive ignorance. You can’t say that Trump’s behavior bothers you if you drive wooden stakes into both ears and swear you didn’t hear about any of it.

    The author goes through some trouble and many paragraphs to explain this phenomenon of Trump support despite Trump’s grotesque family-values-averse behaviors via a mix of sociology and class, because we are not allowed to point out that these people are simply dishonest bullshitters. When you grow up in Nebraska, you are apparently expected to bleat about family values and the corruption of the elites, to be sure—but, socioeconomically speaking, it is apparently all a ruse meant for the children and whatever gullible reporters wander through town. In reality, when it comes to the churches and the voting booths, you can be as adulterous as you want, cheat your neighbor eagerly and gleefully, lie to everyone about everything and—if you are in the right tribe, and only if you are in the right tribe—it is expected.

    We’re not supposed to say it, but that is what the sociological modal boils down to. I think all of us have ample experience with these sorts of human beings, and it is not necessarily political. I believe I have pointed out multiple times that in my own experiences, for example, if any business owner mentions Jesus within the first 10 minutes of meeting you you can be absolutely, 100 percent assured they are out to scam you, good and hard, which is an interesting metric of what so-called Christianity has been reduced to in many subsets of the American psyche. But in general, journalists and other neutral observers are not supposed to notice that wide swaths of society are, in fact, Not Good People. Even if there are entire churches or towns filled with them.

    And so we instead get it explained to us in very neutral, analytical terms. Can’t very well take to the pages of the New York Times to explain that Trump voters are wife-beating fascists who admire Trump’s ability to build a golden tower for himself by cheating other people out of their money, but even in its most anodyne formulation the message is clear: Trump’s version of “family values” plays well to people who themselves have none.

    Baffling as it may be to elites, Mr. Trump embodies a real if imperfect model of family values. People familiar with the purple family model tend to view his alienation from his children’s mother as normal and his closeness to his children as exceptional and admirable. I saw this among my acquaintances in Nebraska. Even those from red families were more likely than my acquaintances in New York to know someone who has had a child out of wedlock or is subject to a restraining order.
    See there? By God, being a do-nothing father with no apparent love for his kids is the downright admirable way to raise a family. And who, among Trump’s base, has not had a restraining order slapped on them at some point in their lives? Oopsies have been made.

    The only way Trump could connect with these fine upstanding voters any deeper than he has, I tell you, is to start a meth lab in his basement.

    Yes, yes, this is all very rude—but strip the roundabout talk of religious denominations and average family incomes and the rest of the ancillary smoke tossed into the piece and you are left with the blunt notion that Trump’s supporters absolutely Do Not Care about his adultery, his misogyny, his lies, his crookedness, his racism, or the possibility that he committed treason against his nation in order to sit at the desk he now sits at. That is what they, themselves, will eagerly tell you.

    And from a moral point of view, rather than a socioeconomic one, there’s no “but economic status” or “but particular sub-denomination of Jesus” that justifies that.

    Plainly put: These are the hallmarks of terrible human beings. People who you would not trust with your children. People you would go out of your way to avoid, if you did care about honesty or family values. These are the people who press their mistresses for abortions but who also are not vexed by abortion-providing doctors being murdered in their Kansas churches; they are confederate flag-wavers in Union states, miffed that new civil rights laws a half century ago slighted their own ne’er-do-well families in some never-quite-describable way; these are people who are so obsessed with the thought that someone better is looking down on them that they are willing to punch whatever kittens need punching in order to prove they’re at least better at kitten-punching than the rest of you. The opioid epidemic is centered in Trump-supporting counties. The demand that brown-looking children be placed in detention camps for fear that a terrified 8-year-old might be a hardened gang leader is a phenomenon of Trump-Supporting counties. The insistence that Treason Might Be Good Now is peddled by Fox News celebrities to die-hard Trump supporters who will repeat and retweet it willing and eagerly; it was Trump supporters, Jesus-punchers every one, who gave Alabama crapsack Roy Moore their votes even after his exposure as a child molester—complete with Bible citations from “conservative” pastors arguing that Roy Moore trolling the malls for a child bride was, in fact, in fine Old Testament tradition.

    There is an obsessive need, in our journalistic culture, to explain bad behavior away. Donald Trump is not an amoral cesspool of lies, he is merely engaging in a particular brand of political rhetoric that seeks to persuade via the creative denial of the world everyone else can see with their own two eyes—and it’s not for we keepers of the truth to judge. Donald Trump’s supporters are not themselves dismal human beings who have open contempt for anyone not in their own small tribe, people who are forever obsessed with harming every other tribe in every other way, regardless of how it is done or how many family values rules need to be broken to do it, but are waving their little rebel flags and demanding child internment camps because their economic anxiety has gotten their stomachs all a-knotted of late.

    But the acts speak for themselves. Trump’s supporters do not care about his values, his lies, the means by which he achieves his ends, or whether or not he burns the Constitution in a barbecue pit so long as he can make them feel better about their own lot in life. This is not our construction, but their own; you need not look very far in any interview to find it. They are not good people. They are not good Americans, and their so-called morals are reptilian at best. We are allowed to say it.

    You want to find good people, look for the people who are just as poor but care for others anyway, or who are under just as much economic stress but do not use it as excuse for cheating and stealing their way through it—or offering up eager praise for those that do. Good people don’t claim to have family values and then discard those values at the drop of a hat when a rich, shouting hatebag they saw on their television set tells them to ignore all that. Good people don’t soak themselves in transparent lies about immigrants or minorities, then declare everyone else to be “elites” arrayed against them in “elite”-minded conspiracy when some newspaper, somewhere, points out that those things were, in fact, cheap and tawdry lies.

    The more we hear from Trump defenders, the more transparent it is that they are indeed, well, bad. It’s terribly rude to say, and the press cannot say it, but the rest of us can. If you still support Trump at this late date, you are a terrible human being. You should, in fact, feel bad about yourself.

    Yes, the rest of us do indeed look down on these people. Those of us with actual family values do; those of us who care about honesty in government do; those of us who are not furious bulging-eyed racists do; those of us who believe thousands of years of scientific discoveries are worth more than the dribbling pronouncements of a street-corner charlatan do; those of us with actual religious convictions do; those of us who are actual patriots do.

    And we’re not sorry. Get your act together, you losers. You voted for a two-bit conman you saw on a television show, and you did it because you either didn’t care, didn’t pay attention, or because you wanted to be conned good and hard. But that was then, this is now, and you are allowed to change your mind and remember all the things you supposedly believed in before this glowing orange lunatic arrived on the scene to Make Sleaze Great Again.

    You want to be respected, then do something worthy of respect. It’s as simple as that.

  2. “It’s a certainty that virtually none of the almost exclusively white audiences for the play know the least bit about the real history of Hamilton, let alone the real history of our founding.”

    A “certainty!” Whoa, dude! How do you know that? Please tell us.

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  4. “You voted for a two-bit conman you saw on a television show,”

    Wait a minute. You don’t actually think that votes are counted and the one with the most votes wins, do you? Sounds like you’re the one who needs to wake up.

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