Here Come the New Hallucinations, Same as the Old Hallucinations

We concluded the previous post with a general description of the contours of Bonaventure World. Distilling this to its essence, we have O, (⇵) and ultimately ↺ -- or, in the parlance of his times,

This is our entire metaphysic: emanation, exemplarity, and consummation, that is, to be illumined by rays of spiritual light and to return to the Most High (Bonaventure).

In the parlance of our times we would say that 

Bonaventure was ultimately concerned with three questions: 1) Where have we come from? 2) What are we doing here? 3) Where are we going? (Delio).

Gosh. Does anyone even ask these questions anymore? And if not, why not? 

My spontaneous answer is that they do ask them, since these questions necessarily co-arise with the human condition. Really, one can't not ask them in some form or fashion, although for the multitude, both the questions and answers are implicit; one might say that the average person has all the answers without even having gone to the trouble of asking the questions. 

I know this is the case because I was very much one of these passive sheeplings living in the half-awake world of ambient liberalism. I had internalized all 613 progressive dogmas without even consciously knowing I had done so, but suffice it to say, I was every bit as kosher as George Soros or Noam Chomsky.

All I knew is that -- like any liberal -- I was more intelligent, caring, and virtuous than the deplorables -- who are always with us, since the mind of the leftist always requires a receptacle external to itself in order to dump unwanted impulses, emotions, and motives.

For example, last night during a commercial break on Tucker, I flipped over to Chris Hayes for a couple minutes hate. 'Nuff said. The experience was as disorienting as, say, hearing America described by Khruschev circa 1960. You realize you're just playing a one-dimensional role -- albeit a vital one, given the crude and emotionally charged language -- in their psychodrama. 

Clearly, they need us to be the way they perceive us to be. It is at once impossible to take seriously, and yet, seriously funny. Nor is it possible to correct their perceptions, as our trolls so adeptly prove.

The left's ubiquitous positive hallucinations are always mingled with equally fascinating "negative" hallucinations. 

For example, this morning I read a detailed NY Times analysis of why adversaries such as China, Russia, and Iran may suddenly be emboldened to behave aggressively. What could be the reason? It's a mystery! 

But certainly it must have something to do with the machinations of Emmanuel Trumpstein. Indeed, it is axiomatic: 

the U.S. itself can’t seem to decide how strongly it feels about democracy, with a former president and his allies around the country mimicking the playbook of autocrats willing to subvert election results. 

Yes, that must be it. Maybe too the smelly Walmart shoppers who refuse to get vaxed:

Americans, after all, have reacted to the pandemic with division and anger, which has fueled widespread refusal to take lifesaving vaccines and continuing chaos in schools (sic). 

No, not the teacher's unions, stupid! Rather, the terrorist parents who for some reason suspect that for children -- boys in particular -- the vaccines are more dangerous than the disease.

F.J. Brandon has even "issued stern warnings" to our adversaries, and yet, they seem to fear him even less than they did the equally intimidating F.B. Hussein. Why, our enemies are so brazen, it can only be compared to the outrageous "interference in the 2016 election to help Donald Trump’s campaign."

New hallucinations aren't enough, so the Times is trying to resurrect the old ones from five years ago. Will they work?

Of course they'll work, because the entire Matrix is at stake. I mean, if you can't see that the president is a cognitive husk of his former empty shell, is there anything you can't not see? If weakness is provocative, a president with Alzheimer's is a Please Tread On Me flag.

Well, that post went in an unexpected direction. We'll resume our Bonadventure after a brief time-in.