Today I spent a rather long tram ride staring out the window. At nothing in particular, just a drab neighborhood that hasn’t changed much in decades. Just so I wouldn’t be on the phone, scrolling through my newsfeed. (Doom scrolling, as my son calls it.) I will no longer waste time on local news because as of yesterday we have a new president, a liberal globalist puppet. The MAGA wave spluttered and died before reaching our shores. Brussels won the battle for Romania. Soros won. For the moment, only Poland is left in play and, in case you haven’t heard, Obama and Alex Soros visited the country in recent days. Nothing to do with the elections there, of course.
After watching in disbelief the results last night, I uninstalled my TikTok, on which I’ve spent an incredible amount of time over the past few weeks. Time to return to the more quiet life I had before the whole election saga. I hadn’t watched news channels for 10 years and at some point I wasn’t very sure who the hell the prime minister was. My country is too irrelevant in the bigger picture so I will revert to only following world events, like the expected phone call between Putin and Trump. For important things I can rely on Telegram to give me notifications without wasting my time on news of no consequence.
Before starting to write this, I did a quick check, less than a minute, to see the mood on social media. Lots of outrage, looking for explanations for what happened, commentaries on the deep state, or accusations of betrayal. I have no need for that. In a post-truth world, I have the right to formulate my own truth.
My version of reality is just as good as any since no one can prove that their truth is the real truth. One needs a narrative to keep functioning. My version of the truth is the elections were stolen by the secret service doing the official tally. Why? Simply because France and the EU have more influence here than the US. I prefer this version of the truth to a more benign one, like this is what people voted for. I find this perspective far scarier because I cannot imagine millions of people being so dumb as to believe all the lies that have dominated mainstream media here in the past six months. I’m talking about tons of blatant fear-inducing lies. One might argue that the system is to blame for using scare tactics, but I happen to believe that you have a duty to use your brain, think things true and remember that similar tactics have been used in previous elections to disastrous results.
For my own sanity, I’d rather not live in a world where there are so many useful idiots, which is why in my narrative the elections were stolen by evil forces. I can understand and accept that evil exists because evil can be defeated. At some point, when the time is right and some hero or other finds his bloody shining armor. Evil can be overcome, stupidity on the other hand is a terminal condition. Terminal not only for those afflicted, but also for the rest of us who have to suffer the consequences. In a previous post I was writing about hope lying with the proles. They did their part, as I have followed them on TikTok for weeks. People who readily admit to having little to no education. Long term, I find them less dangerous than the so-called urban middle-class who consider themselves to be educated only because they have a paper saying they graduated college. Just as liberal elites rule the scene in New York or LA, Bucharest is a cesspool of educated nobodies who love it when they’re told they’re somebody.
Sorry for the rant. I needed to get these thoughts out of my head. I might sound like a sore loser, but it’s not like I really liked the conservative figures. Or trusted them. I was just hoping the globalists can be stopped. Turns out they’re still going strong in Europe. Scary, but I won’t dwell on that. For my mental as well as physical health, because stress kills.
By my reckoning, Trump should be on the phone with Putin at this hour. Much as I’d like to believe the war in Ukraine is drawing to an end, I cannot help wondering what’s next. Do you think the powers-that-be would allow us some peace and quiet? How long before the next mortal threat? I do hope it’s time for the aliens we’ve been promised.
