Are we living in a science fiction novel?

I do not have to prove anything.................................

WOW, This is your argument, people are killing themselves in Nepal? Man, It's just tough to be a Sherpa these days.

Your other source is the "Russian Times", you know, the guys who brought us all the Fake News that gave us Trump.

So taking out two of your sources, let's look at the other two.

The NY Post article cites a study from 2012, a recession that had already been going on for four years at that point.

One of your NY Times articles talks not about suicides, but how we lost 36,000 more people than we should have because we didn't impose lockdowns soon enough.

Do you even bother to read these things?
 
I do not have to prove anything.................................

WOW, This is your argument, people are killing themselves in Nepal? Man, It's just tough to be a Sherpa these days.

Your other source is the "Russian Times", you know, the guys who brought us all the Fake News that gave us Trump.

So taking out two of your sources, let's look at the other two.

The NY Post article cites a study from 2012, a recession that had already been going on for four years at that point.

One of your NY Times articles talks not about suicides, but how we lost 36,000 more people than we should have because we didn't impose lockdowns soon enough.

Do you even bother to read these things?
I am not arguing, I am laughing at a triggered idiot.
 
I am not arguing, I am laughing at a triggered idiot.

You posted a bunch of off-topic articles you clearly didn't even bother to read.... that's just kind of lazy.

So to recap. No big jump in suicides due to Covid... sorry. you lose.
Lol what did I lose?

My goal was to entertain myself with a government retard. You qualified to be my patsy

Yawn
 
The science fiction novel is a long book and one chapter has me turning on my television to watch a sporting event presenting a national pastime we call baseball. The modern rendition of a game purportedly invented by Abner Doubleday in 1839 would evolve over time to encompass large crowds gathered to enjoy the sights and sounds of players on a field in the open air.

The game, popularized long before television or even electricity, involved actual people in throngs escaping the pressures of life as a safety valve where emotions could be released in a positive way. What I see on the screen is an eerie, artificial artifact of what was there just a few months before.

For my eyes, cardboard cutouts of faces occupy front rows of seats in massive grandstands that once held cheering multitudes. For my ears, piped in noise masquerades as the cacophony of laughter and cheering. A plastic replica of reality is before me. It is an alien and bleak experience.

We have gone from Abner Doubleday to Ray Bradbury in a little more than a fortnight. The world's leading free civilization has an upcoming election and one of the contenders in that election is an empty vessel, little more than the cardboard cutouts that sit on my screen. Yet, millions of modern citizens are poised to hand over control of the future to a wooden dummy under the whip of authoritarian ideological ventriloquism.

What malevolent force is behind this? It is the same creeping, power hungry and metastasizing monster of world socialism that inches its way over us like the hot flowing lava of a Hawaiian Island where the land is reclaimed by fire. It wants to sweep over us like something from the bowels of the Earth. How could the people not see this coming?

I am not giving up on the people; I think they do see what is happening. I have faith that many see what is really going on not what they are told to see by propaganda platforms acting as ramparts to defend against common sense. We, the plebian masses, should not feel alone and helpless because we are still free to choose our fate.

What is happening is as old as time itself. Where is Ray Bradbury to write us out of this catastrophe? He is no longer with us. We will have to write our own ending.
 
What is happening is as old as time itself. Where is Ray Bradbury to write us out of this catastrophe? He is no longer with us. We will have to write our own ending.

Okay,

"Then the people got rid of the Incompetent Game Show Host who got us into this mess, and put competent people in charge. The Scientists approached the problem scientifically and a solution was found. People looked back at 2020 and said, "That was the year we had to stay indoors".
 
China found a bat virus that we paid them to find, and it got out on them and created a pandemic.
Its a nasty "viral pneumonia" so its nothing to fuck with.

It didn't get out on them. They were PAID to get it into the US and around the world. Shitstain obama paid them. He invested almost 4 million dollars into the research. A virus, that had a very lethality rate but could be used to create hysteria among the people. It was the start of the communist great global reset.

This is very close to Robert A. Heinlein's series, The Crazy Years. The Crazy Years ended with a theocratic dictator seizing control.
 
No, were just living on bizzaro world now. Everything is the opposite of what it should be. It's like the inmates are running the asylum.

Men are women, women are men.

Criminals are heroes to immortalized and protected. Laws should not be obeyed.

Illegal immigrants are us citizens.

Censorship is good.

The anti racists are the biggest racists.

Men can play women's sports and be in women's prisons and use women's bathrooms.

Freedom is bad.

Fact is fiction and fiction is fact and science is wrong.
 
Does anyone else besides me feel like they are living in a science fiction novel? In just a few short months the most powerful civilization in the history of the human race has been reduced to wearing masks and soon, goggles in their day-to-day lives. No one is asking any questions-they just comply. Ray Bradbury could never have come up with this-it would have been too unbelievable even for his most avid readers.

How the hell did we get here? This is the first question that should be asked because truth is not only stranger than fiction, it is far more dangerous. We know that there are two theories bandied about regarding human interaction: self-destiny by way of free societies (democracy) and planned outcomes via controlled oppression by corporate elites (socialism/communism) and its contemporary soldier of fortune, wokeness.

Democracy is the simpler of the two; it allows for free choices. But democracy has a built-in flaw-winners and losers. Though even losers in a democracy benefit greatly from free choice, sometimes poor choices can introduce a disadvantage. This leaves an opening for the opposing hypothesis stating that free choice cannot be left in the hands of the people because they will make bad choices.

The creeping malcontent of bad choice can be a powerful force to dismantle democracy and it is the preferred tool of authoritarianism. A tiny nucleus of elite controllers can enrich themselves by making choices for the people and bending the gears. It is the end justifying the means. This is the Chinese model.

Traitors is the US government were happily on a timetable to deliver democracy to the dustbin when an upstart former reality show host came along and exposed the betrayal. The people had long suspected treachery in leadership, so they elected the upstart to foster a return to free choice.

Authoritarianism reacted swiftly to take down the upstart even perverting government agencies ostensibly in place to protect the people from exactly what those agencies were doing. But even this was failing because the people were not fooled, and the upstart had a flourishing economy.

Then, in desperation, Chinese authoritarians took matters into their own hands and released a worldwide plague to shatter the upstart’s economy. Now science, medicine and politics are a whirling dervish of the end justifying the means. No science fiction novel can compete with this.
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