The military and DoD have a descriptive epithet that describes an unfortunately prevalent state of bureaucratic rot that they frequently have to negotiate:
BOHICA – Bend Over, Here It Comes Again.
It seems the DoD budget is late in crossing the finish line and the current Fiscal Year will expire before Congress properly performs it’s assigned duty. In particular, the House of Representatives doesn’t want Zika money to fund Planned Parenthood clinics in Puerto Rico. This sounds like the perfect reason to defund the US Military, if you ask Osama Bin Ladin’s iniquitous poltergeist.
But there you have it, our odious slugs of Senatorial misrepresentation are on the precipice of Â¡SHUTTING DOWN THE GOVERNMENT! in order to steer federal dollars to their favored abortion chop-shops and harvesters of Tissue McNuggets. Now you can either hate abortions and consider the government implicit genociders for funding these ghouls or you can show up at your senator’s office with a suggested list of races, religions and ethnic backgrounds you’d like to see bumped up to the front of the line as a social service to the rest of us. I could care less. It is an absolutely stupid and worthless reason to hold up an entire appropriations bill. Congressmaggots are well aware of this and are deliberately electioneering the shutdown. Power is more important than principle.
But those insulated from reality are predictably that blind. I remember being told once that the old Supreme Soviet had a lower reelection rate than the US House of Representatives over some 30 year period. This is not shocking and not even the safest sinecure in Washington, DC.
Death â€” rather than poor performance, misconduct or layoffs â€” is the primary threat to job security at the Environmental Protection Agency, the Small Business Administration, the Department of Housing and Urban Development, the Office of Management and Budget and a dozen other federal operations.
People that insulated from consequence see no problem with a rigged game. They all play along, they all get rewarded. Everyone gets their swag. Eventually, there isn’t any serious philosophical difference amongst the grifters. There are only power struggles over who gets their nose in the trough first and furthest. So you can’t reach a principled agreement and wind up playing chicken instead.
The coming Â¡GOVERNMENT SHUTDOWN! won’t even come close to the real thing. They aren’t evacuating and shutting down hundreds of ICBM silos and daring N. Korea, China and Russia to fire at will. The EBT Cards won’t shut down if the governing classes still want there to be a Kroger or Walmart that still has two standing bricks attached by mortar. The taxpayer funded security details protecting both The Donald and The Harridan will still be standing tall. Every amenity a member of congress enjoys on Capital Hill will still be functional. The Â¡GOVERNMENT SHUTDOWN! will be deliberately targeted to inconvenience people these Congressmaggots do not like.
People eventually catch on. Just as fewer people are watching NFL games on account of Colon Kaepernick’s “heroic” protest, fewer people approve of government, the media, academia, et al. Basically, the believers are leaving the Cathedral. The problem is that nothing less corrupt takes its functional place.
So society gradually collapses. People won’t enlist in an army they don’t respect. People will not obey the laws of a community they consider a jail. People won’t serve as candidates or precinct captains for political organizations that remind them of The Outfit. People within the political organization get tired of the fvkkery and no longer keep mokita. Yeats would describe it as follows.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
And I can only add in rejoinder.
The destruction gradually continues apace.
The undertow claims sand; grain by grain.
From the base of a slowly tilting lighthouse –
and none notice it happening nor care.
Until the foundations lie exposed,
until the rot eats into wood and stone,
until the structure pours down into the sea.
And one less light serves to bring the fishers safe home.
This undertow of failed democracy will lead us towards increasing failure and entropy. Not tomorrow. You can still enjoy your lunch break. But as you eat that ham sandwich stop and ponder. Plan, if you are wise, where you would get that ham if the supply chain serving your local supermarket went out like the light of the aforementioned lighthouse. Then you will know the soft apocalypse continues apace.