Propaganda works best in a controlled environment. Especially when first starting out on the path of indoctrination, it is very important to have no voices of dissent, or differing opinions, because the subjects have, as yet, not been inoculated to truth. If not fully indoctrinated, if not fully immersed in the propaganda to the point that they will not even believe what their own eyes are seeing, they might do the unthinkable and think for themselves.
The dark side went for the long play, and it worked splendidly. They were not interested in trying to change the mind of a generation within the span of a few short months fraught with turmoil and despair, they were interested in changing the minds of the next generation, within the span of a generation, and so they honed in on the demographic they knew would eventually grow to be of voting age, the young.
While they slowly whittled away at this nation’s history, while they did away with God, morality, virtue, and self-reliance, while they systematically erased the past so that they could define the present and frame the future, the household of faith was busy infighting, backbiting, and dealing with the heady issues like whether or not there should be a coffee bar in the new sanctuary.
I realize it’s never comfortable being confronted with one’s own culpability in the corruption of an entire generation, but we have no choice but to own up to it, and try to salvage some or our dignity by pushing back on the lunacy that has gripped this nation.
We must learn from our mistakes, and understand that appeasement does not work. It never has, and it never will. Rather than resist, we attempted to appease, and we were still called the same names, still vilified, still made out to be intolerant, illiterate rubes, even though we were wearing the skinny jeans and the horn rimmed glasses.
Is it too late? I don’t know. But by doing nothing, saying nothing, sitting on our hands and waiting for the rapture, it will certainly and without equivocation be too late at some point.
There is an entire generation living in a bubble, and I’m still waiting for some of them to be confronted with the real world. I am anxious to see how they will react to real life having been coddled and sheltered for their entire existence. Real life is messy. The real world is messy. In the real world you have bills, you get fired, you have to find a job, your car breaks down, your kids get sick, and you can’t live off of mummy and daddy’s allowance until you’re old and gray.
This is the reality the bubble people will be confronted with sooner rather than later, and for the life of me I don’t see how they won’t spiral into depression and suicide the first time someone tells them no.
You can’t get at the bubble people without puncturing their bubble. You can’t expect someone to intuit the truth when they’ve been propagandized their entire life. Truth must be spoken. Truth must be verbalized. Truth must be declared boldly and robustly. Then, perhaps, some will be set free, and in turn go and declare the truth to others.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.