Just something small, this one little bit of dialogue sums up the issues of current Western media and culture.

posted 32 days ago by SoctaticMethod1 32 days ago by SoctaticMethod1 +61 / -1

It just appeared in my feed recently probably because we're getting close to Christmas, it's a scene from Terry Pratchett's The Hogfather (which I highly recommend watching along with the colour of magic and going postal) starts at 1:50 and Death just highlights the importance of belief and faith for humans.

I think it's very apt as this is what the left have been doing to fantasy in the West for years, by injecting politics into franchises, shortening childhood innocence by applying gender bullshit to them and using them as props in their own campaigning, they're robbing children of being able to live with fairytale and fantasy, the little lies of life, so that we can believe the bigger lies later on like mercy, justice, duty etc.

I think this is the difference between the left and right currently, the left abandoned fantasy to always live in 'reality' but because of that there is no belief inside them. It's why they think we'd go door to door killing them since we won because why WOULD mercy exist, it isn't a thing in reality. Why would ANY authorities have a duty to serve the people, why should THEY expect justice from the other side. The right might be too believing at times but it's far more constructive than this view on life.

It's more nihilistic view on life then even I can ever match when you abandon all fantasy and explains all their current freakouts beyond just attention seeking.

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– Theacefospades 8 points 32 days ago +8 / -0

Part of it comes from utilitarianization of things, which is the continual March of technological progressivism.

The goal is to atomtize humanity and human experience into the most efficient chunks. It's what the "Creat Context" speech is about, and the basis of transhumanism is.

It's the idea that once a mechanism is explained, it must be controlled, anything less is irresponsible.

In our ignorance and our arrogance, we've decided we cracked the code on not only what storytelling IS, but what it is FOR.

And in that arrogance, we must not only REPRESENT in our stories but we must do so with PURPOSE. On a finite planet, with finite resources we MUST not pollute the cosmic conciouness with petty exapism, our path to godhood cannot abide such distractions.

Walls rose up, great walls of concrete. Windows, their measurements precisely regulated. A series of standardised bricks for other parts. Construction crews and workmen and all the rest, working efficiently and precisely for a long time; filling in the details, the furnishings and precise abstract wallpapers and everything else that went into making a facility.

Finally, it was finished. One single, new tree had been planted in the centre of the central courtyard; not through any sense of whimsy or delight, but to give those within a little sense of nature, of reality in the centre of the grey. To keep them sane, nothing more. A precisely mandated allowance for the improvement of human mental health, until they can find out a way to phase that out entirely.

I watched, and I thought about all that they- that we- had done. I thought about the world they wanted. I thought about their spinelessness. I knew what good was, and what evil was, and I saw none of it in either of them. I thought about hollow men, made of straw, plastered together with thick paste and sold in a hundred, a thousand identical ways in a thousand identical shops. I thought about what we had lost. And I howled.

At night, the day before the site's grand opening, I dug up the seeds of the tree, and replaced them. With a seed of my own devising. And over Site 231 will stand a thing of blood and bone and sinew. A tree that drips and leers and feeds. It will drip strange fire, and that fire will both burn and warm in equal measure. And they will look up at it and wish they had listened while they had the chance.

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