The Little Chickens of the Left

There's no shortage of useless do-gooders out there. The world is filled to the brim with little yellow chickens screaming about falling skies and some other such nonsense. These do-gooders aren’t good for much, and they know it, so they compensate for their lack of practical value by wearing their bleeding hearts on their sleeves. A hill to die on and a cross to bear—that's their gift to the world. Their fantasies of grandiosity manifest in the form of incessant clucking. They're right about everything, and they're going to make damn sure everyone within earshot knows it.

And it doesn’t really bother these birds if they ruin your day when they get in your face and call you a fascist, a racist, and a bigot. They don’t care if your kids cry when you wake up to find a swastika painted on your Tesla. These chickens will destroy your business. They'll dox your father. They'll ruin your reputation and career. They'll gang up in flocks and peck you to death. And they believe you deserve it, and they believe they’re entitled to do it to you. They know what's best and they know who is worst, and rather than animosity, you actually owe them your admiration.

They certainly don’t owe you an apology; these chickens know nothing of remorse. (Don’t bother apologizing to them either; it doesn’t work.) Social norms are meaningless to these birds. They follow one impulse after another; their North Star is: "If it feels good, do it." And power—using power—feels damn good. Your rights don’t exist to these creatures, and your comfort and boundaries are non-issues. Bigots don’t deserve comfort or rights. And who is a bigot? Anyone they point their beaks at. They are that enlightened. Or so they think.

It is as though we are reliving Robespierre’s Reign of Terror in late 18th century France. The Law of Suspects empowered everyday citizens to anonymously denounce one another for political reasons, and often over personal grudges. The result? The France of 1793 and 1794 descended into a bloodbath. I’m not saying the U.S. is there yet, exactly, but we're going there, and that's the plan. The sky is falling, someone is responsible—the "out-group"—and only the in-group can save us all, by any means necessary. Terror and violence have always been part of the plan.

Who exactly am I talking about? Leftists? Or malignant narcissists? The answer is yes. It’s impossible to talk about the former without acknowledging the latter. It wasn’t God-fearing, small-government, constitutional conservatives who demanded we all sacrifice ourselves to Big Pharma during the COVID pandemic. No, it was the little leftist yellow chickens who lost their composure and fell in line and demanded you do the same, or else. You saw them at the supermarket, wearing three masks and screaming at people to socially distance and follow the arrows. Aside from the millions of deaths and economic deprivation, one of the worst parts of the COVID pandemic was that it infused ordinary people with an undeserved sense of authority. And make no mistake, they didn't break our balls for not getting the jab because they care about our health and wellbeing. And they don't care about the health and wellbeing of the country. Their primary concern was, is, and always will be our obedience or our defiance.

You can find these little bastards everywhere and always. The 1971 Stanford Prison Experiment proved how quickly normal people will devolve into sadists when given even experimental power. It can take only a few days for the malignant left to put their perpetual plan of terror into action.

It’s not an accident. It wasn’t an accident when Mao and Pol Pot turned children against their parents during the Cultural Revolution and Year Zero. And not for nothing, these societal hard-restarts in China and Cambodia featured millions of deaths and economic deprivation. Seeing a pattern here?

The left understands human nature, and they harness the worst parts of it for their purposes. They know what happens when you give a malignant narcissist power. They need as their minions those with delusions of grandeur, people who are incapable of self-reflection, people with little to no compunction, and people with a contempt for the customs, traditions, and heritage of our country. They find the worst people—the unscrupulous useless eaters of the human compost pile—and they weaponize them against the rest of us.

Anyone can be changed by power, often, and perhaps almost always, for the worst. It’s an inescapable aspect of human nature. That’s why the foundational principle of our nation was limited government, with power diffused among the states. The foundational principle of the left is to diffuse power among the radicals—among the narcissists who hate our nation. They are a hive mind with a singular and unreasonable purpose. They take their orders from their media masters and the extremists of the Democratic Party. They march in lockstep, protected by their collective anonymity and driven on by their egomaniacal self-image. They’re fighting the patriarchy! They’re stopping climate change! They are literally saving the world from the bigots they were told to hate!

It is hard to argue with such a cinematic worldview. These people believe they’re living through The Handmaid’s Tale and The Hunger Games. They don’t know the difference between men and women for the love of God, their grasp on reality is shaky at best.

What can we do about these maniacs? Be aware. Know the creature you’re dealing with. Understand the capacity these chickens have for flocking together and pecking you to death. Know the danger of a "normal" person with power. And, as always, when you find yourself unfortunately confronted by evil, be prepared to either fight or surrender.