Love Thy Neighbor for Secretary of Defense

Keep a Cool Head for Secretary of Education

Plant a Garden for Secretary of the Interior

and so on.

I don’t really care who becomes president. I lived through Papa Doc Bin Bush and Baby Doc Bin Bush, both war criminals whom I loathe. I lived through Clinton and the Great Blow Job Show that distracted us from the fact that we were bombing the shit out of innocent people in former Yugoslavia. I lived through Trump, who I found at once entertaining and terrifying. The Trump years were like watching the first Idiocracy administration.

The puppet in the White House never really mattered much to me. I pretty much despise them all. You get more war, less freedom, more economic and environmental devastation no matter who sits in the Oval Office.

That being said, I am extremely anxious about the state of the American Republic at present due to this effed up election. Specifically, I am worried about civil war which is, I believe, the desired outcome of the True Powers That Be no matter how this shitshow plays out.

I have been in a country that was in the midst of a civil war — Sri Lanka. I once taught English to refugees of the Bosnian civil war. I have seen and heard firsthand what really happens. Billy Bob and the boys in their pickup trucks talk about preppin’ and ammo and bug-out stashes, like it’s going to be some kind of movie where the libruls come to town and you mow ‘em down. They have another thing coming if they think that’s how it goes down. The reality of war is that people become animals, killing to stay alive, eating whatever they can, including each other, dying in many ways that have nothing to do with bullets or bomb; a dirty glass of water will kill you just as fast as an infected bullet wound when doctors are overwhelmed and out of supplies. War is not pretty or glorious in any way, shape, or form.

When I was in Sri Lanka, I asked everyone, “How did it start? How did this happen to your beautiful country?”

You can read the official accounts and see the mechanics of it — some radicals burned down a library and people went nuts. The story I heard from locals was a bit more succinct:

I don’t know, really. It was strange. One day everything was normal, the next, people were going crazy, killing each other.

You will get the same story from Bosnian survivors. One day the folks on TV were saying everything was fine, the next troops rolled in and everything went off the rails quickly. Here’s a harrowing account of that war.

You know what you almost always find at the root of civil wars? Messed up transitions of power, contested elections, fractures in the system of government, corruption, a sense of disenfranchisement — that’s what.

Sound familiar?

How do I think we can avoid what seems to be coming?

Trump should concede even though he got royally screwed

It’s fairly clear that the Democrats stole the presidential election based on the down-ticket votes alone. Hundreds of thousands of ballots appear out of nowhere in the middle of the night or days after polls closed, heavily favoring a single candidate and with no votes on down-ticket races; that’s the whole story, right there. When I went to bed shortly after midnight on November 4, Trump had comfortable leads in Virginia, Wisconsin, and Michigan. When I woke up, those leads were gone.

How did this happen? In Virginia, Trump had a 300,000-vote lead with 85% of the votes counted when I turned in that had become a 200,000 vote loss by the time I woke up. 500,000 Biden votes showed up out of nowhere in the middle of the night and nary a Trump vote, all in the last 15% of votes. I don’t believe in the Democratic Vote Fairy. Something really stinks about that.

It was a similar story in Michigan and in Wisconsin. Pennsylvania was even worse. There Trump had an 800,000-vote lead that was whittled away over a period of days.

This is banana republic-level election rigging, folks

You hate Trump and voted for Biden — that’s fine. I didn’t vote for either of them. I wouldn’t have cared either way who won if we had a clean election. All I care about is avoiding a civil conflict. The best path toward doing that is to concede and let the cheaters (with whose policies I agree for the most part) take the reins for four years. Just stand down.

A lot of people — including me — are worried about some of the draconian measures that seem to be in store: more and tighter lockdowns, forced injections, medical tyranny in the form of “health passports,” the death of small business, a panopticon of surveillance and control tied to a social credit score that will put digital tokens in your wallet or take them out. Yes, it certainly appears that the agenda is to turn humanity into something subhuman and brand us like cattle.

That’s fine. We can fight all that without even becoming violent. There are a million paths to resistance there, many of which can be fun and even profitable (Bitcoin instead of bankstercoin, for but one example). Let them try. Let them have their president puppet.

But for the love of all that is holy, don’t let them have their civil war!

Keep calm and laugh at the absurdity of it all. I still have faith in humanity and in America as a beacon of freedom, prosperity, and hope.