The managerial class really wants to commandeer wargaming as another limb of the Leviathan, and all too many practitioners are happy to help. You’d think wargamers would shy away from serving the Beast – they should have a better sense for second and third order effects than the general populace – but the siren song of something for nothing will always hold a strong grip on the hearts of weak men.
The bifurcation of the hobby into X and blue sky camps has provided a measure of peace within the hobby itself. Scratch that, the self-exile of the blue haired fatties and their noodly-armed enablers crowd has allowed them to play bucket crab on their own, and that has provided a measure of peace for normal people. It’s been nice the last few years, not having to deal with the bullies, mutants, and shrieking harpies.
Being a second and third order thinker, your ‘umble host has not taken the detente for granted, and occasionally takes a little peek over the wall. These are little scouting missions, to see what the autophages are up to, and it’s just more of the same.
The more recent bludgeoning tactics of the enemies of civilization have proven ineffective, so we’re seeing a return to throat clearing, innuendo, and dog whistles. Here’s a great example of an opinion who is smart enough to camouflage his hatred of the good, the beautiful, and the true. An American, he hates his father his country, all the more so now that its government is shifting to serve his fellow countrymen and not some vague utopian internationalism, but he can’t come right out and say that.
Instead, he argues that Canada having been a strong ally in the past means that America should not seek to avoid catching the disease that infects Canada. He is, on a national level, a bug chaser. In and of itself, that wouldn’t be very noteworthy, but he is at a smart-people conference talking about smart-people things, and even when his chief problem is called out, he just can’t break free of his conditioning.
These people have no self-awareness.
Later, he hilariously goes on to celebrate that the Burger King Kids Club make-up of the conference proves “diversity is our strength”. Which is a classic case of gaming an era that has past us by. He just can’t see how flooding Canada with people who hate Canada is the lead-up to a terrible crisis, because he is too focused on how mean it is for a truly caring ally to show some tough love to its northern neighbor.
(Of course, there is the usual irony inherent in a guy promoting diversity of thought lamenting that anyone would think different than him. No self awareness.)
So let’s check in on the fruits of his labor in the country that hosted this smart-people sorry soireé. Let’s see if he is mistaking the lead-up to a crisis as the crisis itself.
Oh.
Our – what’s the Canadian equivalent of a weeb? – thinks the US ceasing to play corpse to the world’s maggots is the primary threat to Canada. The opposite is true. All Americans are rooting for Canada to root out the weeds in their own garden. We want the Canada of old – dependable, fierce, and stalwart – to stand tall once again and stop letting itself be consumed by misplaced guilt and misplaced invaders. We can’t do that for Canada. All we can do is refuse to enable their self-destructive habits as we seek to cure our own country of much the same disease.
The wages of sin are death, but God in his infinite mercy grants us time to reconcile before His final judgement. We can only pray that America repents in time to save herself, and wish the same for our beloved northern neighbors.