I have taken a few days off of this project of mine to catch up on life and weather and things. Also, it gave me time to reflect on what the hell I'm doing. In both worlds. The world of an anti-jewish internet blatherer, and the world of being just another person. Lennon(John...not the jew) said "life is what happens while your busy making other plans." I think there is some wisdom in that. These postings are plans of mine. Plans to enlighten or lightly entertain. Plans to communicate. Plans to elucidate about what I see as being wrong with the world around us. But life goes on around and past them. These plans.
They don't feed the hungry. They don't help many. These plans of mine. I always liked what Carlin said when asked about his take on life...he said that you should do what you like...do what you can. Even if you get only one pat on the back...one "atta boy", then what you have chosen to do with your time is well worth the effort. I think there is some wisdom in that as well. I can't save the world from the ravages of an ancient cult. I can only be a small pebble in their shoe...if that. I can't save the world from itself. I can't save myself unless by some happenstance I get a pat on the back for this effort, I guess.
I guess you have surmised by the dynamics of this post that I am contemplating the throwing in of the towel. I read my past posts and I think that they are somewhat important. Nothing very new. An effort at least. But I should do more. As a thorn in the side of the jew, I should push deeper into the nerve. Have more effect. Infect the wound as much as possible. He has many pebbles in his shoes...many thorns now. But they aren't enough. He still lives...and thrives. I want to do more. I cannot continue beating people's heads here forever. They have to think for themselves. The slumber that we all were in for decades, here in the West...is slipping from our eyes. We are getting our bearings...and the new day is breaking...but there needs to be more. More cleansing sunlight. Our little bedroom is not how we remember it when we dozed off. We are awakening to a mess. A spectre that must be...and will be dealt with.
I have little talent as a writer...or a social philosopher. That is what I thought initially were my strong points. To address these problems from the standpoint of the everyday Gentile. A Gentile with a few more years under the belt with which to judge and of course be judged. To simplify complications and to shine a light on complications that have been glossed over and made too simple. Some have agreed with my views. Many have not. Most agree with some. Such is the nature of the species. I embrace that nature.
I feel satisfied that I have made an attempt here. So many have made so much more of a contribution. So many that are more capable. With every effort in life...there are rewards and costs. When the rewards outweigh the costs, we continue. But all things must pass. I dunno. I'm mulling it over. I've got to do more. More to stop the madness. In me. In the world.