SCHOOL LUNCH NAZIS MUST DIE!

There are a lot of contenders for the worst movie ever made in Hollywood.  On the short list has to be a 1987 cinematic debacle entitled Surf Nazis Must Die!

 
After a San Andreas earthquake levels California’s coastline, a gang of punk killers calling themselves "Surf Nazis" take over the beaches.  When the gang kills a young innocent black surfer named Leroy, his grandmother starts gunning them down, with the cheesiest acting, corniest script, and lousiest special effects ever to tarnish the silver screen.

There is only one contender, however, for the worst government ever made in America.  It’s the one Americans have inflicted upon themselves and are suffering under right now. 

A perfect example emerged this week, the news story of a government agent’s school lunch thuggery in North Carolina.  The nanny-state outrageousness prompted Investors Business Daily to label the bureaucrats involved School Lunch Nazis.

There are countless other examples, perpetrated on purpose.  We are like a prisoner in a Third World jail cell where there are cockroaches. At first, when one tries to bite us, we squash it into bug goo.  Then comes the next and the next and the next, day after day after day.  One bites us, then another and another, and finally you stop caring and let them run all over you.

Actually, America today is becoming much worse than a cockroach-infested dungeon – because a frighteningly close-to-majority of Americans look upon the cockroaches as their protectors and benefactors.  They stand ready to re-elect the Chief Cockroach as their Warden.  They look upon those who want to liberate them from prison as enemies who mean them harm.

As of today (2/16), Zero is polling an average of 48.8% approval, 46.4% disapproval.  More Americans approve of the worst president in anybody’s memory than not.  They love Big Brother.  Call it Moocher’s America.

It’s tempting to also call it Whitney’s America.  Whitney Houston had so much talent and made so much money – a $100 million fortune – and she ruined her life with cocaine and booze, ending up flat broke, drowning in a bathtub wasted on sedatives and champagne.  It is a ghastly tragedy – and America is following in her footsteps.

No nation in human history has more talent and made more money than America –  yet she is ruining her life with the drug of Moocherism, headed towards dying flat broke in a bathtub of fascism.

Whitney tried to go into rehab – like America tried to do with the 2010 elections – and neither effort worked.  Inordinate fame, success, and wealth can be devastatingly hard to handle.   Everybody has their hand out begging, everyone is envious.  How does one escape the enormous pressure?  Whitney chose self-destruction through drugs.  America chose self-destruction through envy-appeasement.

As discussed in a number of places on TTP – most definitively in Aeschylus and America (August 2004) – the masochism of envy-appeasement is what is destroying our country.  We let the moochers take over because we are afraid of their envy.  Those most susceptible to the fear of being envied become liberals or "progressives" as they style themselves.  The key:

Liberalism is not a political ideology or set of beliefs. It is an envy-deflection device, a psychological strategy to avoid being envied. It is the politicalization of envy-appeasement.  Which is why all the passions of the Left are frenzies of masochism.

America’s ultimate expression of masochistic envy-appeasement was to place its economy, its national security, and its children’s future in the hands of a Marxist Chicago gangster without the slightest qualifications or experience because of the color of his skin.  No one would have paid the slightest attention to him if, with everything else about him the same, his skin was white instead of black.

As a result, America is on the verge of dying like Whitney Houston.  What do we do?

There are two basic options:  escape or fight.  There are two variants of each:  escape into America or escape out of America; fight nationally or fight locally.

The focus of the Plan B Rendezvous will be an in-depth discussion with experts on all four of these alternatives.  The purpose of RXII (our 12^th TTP Rendezvous!) will be to enable you to knowledgeably choose which of them suits you and your family best.  And they are not mutually exclusive – you may decide to act on more than one, or even all four.  It can be done.

For example, Sarah Palin in her CPAC speech gave a clear direction for fighting nationally:  to help elect so many Tea Party conservatives to House and Senate seats that they can replace Boehner and McConnell with folks like Allen West and Jim DeMint who will publicly commit to mass government defunding without regard to a White House threat of government shutdown.

Then again, it’s a lot easier to change things locally than in the entire country.  Think of the way Rudy Giuliani cleaned up New York when he was mayor with his Broken Window strategy.  You fix small things first and don’t tolerate their being broken.   

In other words, it’s futile to take an individual stand against a national fascism like the TSA – but not against a petty local fascism in your community.  Like School Lunch Nazis.  School Lunch Nazis really must die – politically.  Their jobs and power over our lives have got to be killed.

Ask yourself: what actions can I and my friends take to repair the broken windows of petty nanny-state fascism in my community?  You’d be surprised what you can accomplish standing up to the local schoolyard bullies.  Look at what’s happening in North Carolina.  Today (2/16), two US Congressmen wrote to Ag Secretary Tom Vilsack to stop this nonsense right now. 

Vilsack will first attempt to grease his way out of this, then resume nanny-state ops when the coast is clear.  But not if folks in dozens or hundreds of communities tell their local School Lunch Nazis to go to hell. 

The hour is getting late.  I keep waiting and waiting for Americans to lose their patience and start disobeying nanny-state fascism en masse.  America is becoming a Cockroach Prison and we have to figure out what to do about it – how do we protect ourselves from it, escape from it, kill the cockroaches, or tear the prison down.

You cannot bet your and your family’s future that American voters will regain their sanity and elect a Tea Party President, Senate, and House – which will then put an end to Moocher America.  You can hope for the best, but you have to start planning for the worst as that’s what’s getting more likely by the day.

So, please… please consider being at RXII, the Plan B Rendezvous.  We are in this together.  We are going to figure out how to get out of this together.  I really hope I’ll see you in Santa Cruz.

And in the meantime, good luck on hunting down and eliminating – politically, of course – any Nanny-State Nazis in your neighborhood.  Squash them like a cockroach.  Bureaucrat bug goo – that’s what we want.