The POST-New Age: A Cold Open & Clammy Reception
It would be ALL too easy to denote the concurrence of entering this post-new era to the date of November 10, 2016, or perhaps even more formally Jan.... when ALL but a few party loyalist electorate cast their vote to elect this current sitting president to this land's high office which now, once more, is up for grabs. But since when has anything easy been worth while?
Though I most assuredly can attest, and not by any means or measure of a long, prestigious academic career head-deep up the ass-end of analysis in over half-a-century's worth of notations––carefully made between high and low marks of a political tide of ethics and attitudes––but rather a commitment
like they were daily cable news cycles.
before me on the daily news cycle. stage of as fictitious case political science this
The POST New-Age extends indefinitely, un-perceptibly and unpredictably towards that of the extent of its omni-directional confines. When such an age began is arbitrary in the sense that it is an accumulative process rather than say, exactly what it seems, a sudden derailment onto another track unexpectedly leading us directly into the heart of some bizarro parallel universe.
Yet for sake of the archivist, if no one else,
Though it may bring little solace, currently and collectively, the havoc we are to bare witness is of finite duration––one minute aspect upon the Wheel of Drama which turns throughout ALL Aeons.
Throughout the turbulent concurrence of this Great Age of Man
the human condition greatly suffered from such afflictions we see now unleashed by the malnormalities inherent to our natures before?
When, if ever, in the collective history of our world have we been completely free of the struggles inherent to the conflicts between man vs man?
Equally we may ask of our national identity, have our values become so disposable and ready-made that we the people are so reactive, so unwittingly ready to jump blinded and headlong into the void––and for what? Just another solipsistic attempt at devouring our own tail?
––a visage invisible mostly to the
––which in and of itself seems somewhat paradoxical when considering the capacity to which we as, a species, are imbued.
blinded
willing to headlong
that collectively we're willing to squander so much of our kind's innovation upon the baron soil of capital?
Are we NOT creatures of inspiration? Or is it that ALL our imaginations are so easily held captive by the prominence of single idea,
born of such an un-holy trinity fashioned of lust, power and greed?
This ub¥n-ho;y
has afflicted us before. U
inherent to our nature, the
has before afflicted
we are experiencing
has before
afflicted
of our own nature
the human condition has ALWAYS suffered at
great expense
the cruelty of its own nature.
before.
we are experiencing has before afflicted
The human condition has before suffered the affliction of this malnormality.
havoc let lose
we are currently
experiencing has before wrought
it renders upon the human condition
of such malnormality rogue set of values gone awry
has before brought on
human condition
has suffered greatly by the havoc before through periods of such malnormality. These
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