There was this guy. . .
He had a funny mustache, whinny voice, and everybody got a big laugh when he, and his scattered followers had rallies ranting and raving, offering crazy solutions for national problems far above their feeble understanding. When he fired a pistol in a beer hall, and ended up in jail everyone thought it was a done deal, but then he wrote a book.
The general population will take stupidity for only so long. This guy lived in a world where his nation lost a war they shouldn’t have lost, the banking system was so out of control that people had to take a basket full of money to the store to buy bread, and poverty and starvation had reduced the level of morality down to about the level of Ancient Rome at the Coliseum on a Saturday night.
Group think is a powerful thing. When you get a majority thinking, “We don’t have much, but we got each other,” you develop a strong political force that’s hard to contend with. Strong nationalism develops, and on the surface that’s not such a bad thing. This guy began to take back land that had been lost during the war. The people in those lands didn’t resist, they welcomed him. They basically spoke the same language, and had fond memories of “back in the day.” It would be like Texas taking back all the land ceded to the United States when it came into the union. Not such a bad thing. Who would it hurt?
The economy improved. To acquire territory one must have military, support personnel, commissary, and all the trappings of a modern military industrial complex. There were investors and support from surprising sources that created the perfect illusion of a well oiled economic and political machine. Employment soured, beer flowed, and pretty girls sunbathed on the beach. This guy was so popular Time Magazine made him the man of the year.
This guy figured that all of the ills that had befallen his nation after the last war was the fault of one segment of the population. A group of people who never did fit in, gave the impression that even during economic depression, they had money to burn, and kept to themselves. It never dawned on the followers of this guy that these people, too, had suffered during, and after the war. They were just prudent! They knew that coin could become cash if you just squeezed hard enough, but that flew right by this guy’s head. He had to find a solution. A FINAL solution!
He said in five years you wouldn’t recognize his country, and in that prediction, he was right. The flaming, blind nationalism he ignited burned his nation to the ground. His followers saw conditions far worse than any following the previous war. The scars on the land and minds of the people are still there to this day. A bomb that was developed because of the urgency of the war effort, a bomb that most likely wouldn’t have been pursued otherwise, still looms over our heads as of this weekend’s headlines.
Wanna know the scary part? This guy lives! Remember the book! It’s still there. You can download it for free. Remember the few followers? They had a rally this weekend. Our country has been shattered, and divided by one of the worst eight years we’ve ever been through. There IS racism in America. Reinforced by that administration. Morality? Out the window. National consciousness? Get outta here. Aliens have poured over our borders like kids in a candy store. Americans are fed up!
But, the ideology of that era so long ago is alive and well, and it can grow. If we aren’t careful, there will be another meeting in a beer hall, and after it’s all said and done . . . there was this guy!
Bill the Butcher