To Fight For Something!
The Growing Questions of the Modern Age in 2022!
-For the Uncensored!
The implication of “fight” sounds like a bad thing. But the very idea of “flight or fight” is the very nucleus of a human society. A society that projects the will of new ideas, new meaning, and burning questions that need to be answered. Like “how do I work in a world full of disease” or “can I work at home and reap more of the rewards?” Or “Should I protect the border when we know there are illegal migrants walking in everyday, flooding our country.”
What does it mean to fight or run away? It’s a question that all my characters know how and what to do. But the very nature of moving toward an impending death. It’s a scary thing. To put yourself and your family at risk. Sacrifice against an oncoming horde. It’s a reminder that everyone can and will be scared.
A new generation of Americans are facing these questions. If the advent between the ordinary and those who fight for people’s freedoms mean something, that’s another question. We have no problem with characters going off to fight, because it’s not a real person fighting. It’s a stage where we’re inspired but real people answer the call every day.
But to fight for a world that has given up on itself? To pretend that applying for jobs means something in 2022? When every job that says, “I’m hiring” will not hire anyone. It’s a strange case, indeed, in 2022. But that’s only one part of the problem. After COVID-19 coming to a close in 2022, and society opening back up, there are things that need to be done.
If the border is one problem with Mexican Cartel members threatening a hit out on border security guards, someone must answer the call. But that’s real life in the USA in 2022. A growing migrant crisis that won’t stop with Joe Biden, the worst *president* in American history, pushing for sex transitions for young children, rising in food, drugs, and healthcare prices. It’s hard for me to comprehend anything but this in the outside world.
For me that world ended in highschool. A hatred I have felt since I left. It’s no wonder why my antipathy for academia, even in major colleges, has always left me unwilling to teach. And after a surviving a blood clot at 21, the world itself felt hollow. I had felt on the last week of October 2008, on all Hallows Eve, to forsake the will to fit in. Writing was the only thing I would find myself coming back to.
When people at parties talked about “their drapes” and how they refurnished their kitchens, watching movies, much of my life revolved around taking blood thinners, and unhealthy eating habits. It’s probably how most people become a recluse and refuse to fight for a world that doesn’t care about them. That was my stance since my blood clot.
How can someone go to work where nombies prattle on all day, and look at me as if I’m the crazy person. To maintain a job didn’t feel right for me. Not telling anyone else to do it, because I’m rather ill.
I had given up on a world that most people face now with 2022. Why would I want to fight for a country that ignored my art, told me to “suck it up”, go to work, have a family, never have controversial opinions, follow the rules, never question the government. I didn’t really feel like moronically following a group of people that won’t think for themselves. Why should I dumb down my art and thoughts for the swine who will believe everything doctors and therapists say, misdiagnosing you, wasting your money and time on your “feelings” and your real illness goes unchecked. As I always say, “Doctors and therapists don’t want to cure a disease” and “therapists don’t want to see people well.”[1]
I have no pity for people who have faced little restrictions. Have never once gone without sleep. Or have an entire collection of useless shit that won’t ever help them create a sense of achievement. Maybe, to me, all of this has kept me away from society. When most writers can’t even write one or even 2,000 words a day, why do I feel an begrudging disrespect for a generation of writers in their late 30’s still read Harry Potter and have not once read something remotely hard. And no, George R.R. Martin is a terrible writer, although the dialogue and characters are fine.[2]
Why date when women will just constantly “ghost” or have no capability to feel for someone other than themselves? It’s why most men get a mail order bride instead of dating an American woman. When feminism has crippled an entire generation of women into childless teachers trying to convert children to new sexual exploits, it feels like the setting of a horror movie.
When people don’t have creativity or they have no boundaries, why would I ever want to protect it? Why would I want to sacrifice myself in order to fight for a hopeless generation? If women can’t get an abortion, part of me realizes the dangers of back alley abortions. But how and why should I fight if a generation of women won’t think of anyone but themselves.
Luckily Gen Z women are more conservative, but then a dogmatic group of counter culturists behind a desk won’t get up and fight in a real world conflict. But the point is, why would my animosity grow? I know the people who cared about me. But most people don’t have that. And for that I am grateful. But the condition is now an endemic—trying to cope with a society that has lost its narrative drive.
A new generation have to make a decision. To talk to people or become eunuchs and never experience the joy of heterosexual love. To smile when everyone will frown. To be strong and fight against the oncoming horde of illegal criminals who would hurt and drug our society with Fentanil. To create and understand a complex human yarn that needs to be entertained and given the ability to think about complex problems. To stop listening to feminists when they are creating mental illnesses in young women. To ignore and “cast a cold eye” on trends like sex change, and cutting out those bad influences in your life. Also avoiding “culture critic bread tubers” who won’t give up their “complaining couch” and fight for what must be done. While refusing to believe\ MSM and Fake News organizations that have none of the publics best interests. To stop eating unhealthy food and exercise more. To not do drugs when you’re mad or sad, and examine yourself with a pen. Ask questions when you’re okay and not. To go and look for work even if it’s unbearable, or find your passion and stick with it. Defend the innocent too, and take self-defense classes. Also to boycott stores that infringe on American’s rights laid bare in the constitution. To stop protecting politicians who won’t save us or fight for our best interests. To fight for a world where art and reality deserve a space in the culture. To protect children at all cost by rejecting sex transitions for little children, and fight for all to have safe environment.
But if you say, “this is complicated,” the answer is above.
Finally to say, “enough is enough” and to keep trying when all else feels dark, alone, and frightening.
Overall some of this might be political and otherwise personal. I can’t save everyone, but if we don’t fight for something, our way of life will never return to normal.
[1] To that end I would argue, get a hobby. It will release any endorphins that you might have after work, but a hobby is hard for people who are exhausted. But then, sitting at your desk all day can’t be that exhausting, lefties.
[2] Mostly lefties are insensitive, unkind, and rather judgmental hacks. Which is why they are such a great fit for Hollywood. Republicans though have less interest in donating to artists, but they don’t wish me ill will, and they don’t threaten to burn my house down, and take my property, too.
-Louis Bruno is the author of more than 19 books, including, The Michael Project, The Michael Project: Book 2: The Lost Children of Eve, Thy Kingdom Come, The Disintegrating Bloodline Part 2: Chaos, The Data Chase, The Disintegrating Bloodline part 3: Solvè, The Disintegrating Bloodline (and the original text re-released in 2019), Apocalypse Soldier, The Data Chase, Selection: The First Book of the Life and Death Saga, and Blinking Eyes: The Second Book of the Life and Death Saga, Hierarchy of Dwindling Sheep, The City of Sand, The God of Curiosity, To the Moon and Back, The Villain Lives and The Villain Lives: The Divided Pinpoint, Come Home, Young One. He has a Bachelor of Arts in English from University of Phoenix. His books can be found on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Lulu. He can be found on Gab, https://gab.com/thereallouistbruno, Minds https://www.minds.com/lbruno8063/. Instagram @lbrruno8063 and @louisbrunoofficialbook. Our Freedom Book https://www.ourfreedombook.com/thereallouistbruno17. Twitter: https://twitter.com/LouisBr88881650. He has written for the Intellectual Conservative and Ephemere. His next series, The Voices Are Alive is out now: https://www.lulu.com/en/us/shop/louis-bruno/the-voices-are-alive/hardcover/product-mvggdg.html?page=1&pageSize=4. Also, if you can’t subscribe so that you can get members only content, please be sure to share the articles, as well. If you do Subscribe and pay, as well so you can get my articles in your inbox every time, and access to the paid articles that some readers won’t get to see. If that doesn’t tickle your pickle, I am also selling merch from t spring, if you want to help support me in other ways. I sell hoodies, shirts, phone cases, and trying to find something there loved ones would like. Link is here: https://thereallouistbruno.creator-spring.com/listing/too-many-strings-not-enough. https://thereallouistbruno.creator-spring.com/listing/duck-fuckery. Every little bit helps in the war against Big Tech. Thanks for reading.