h/t Instapundit[AmericanGreatness] The most merciful thing in the world, I think," wrote the American horror writer H. P. Lovecraft in the opening to The Call of Cthulhu, "is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." In the Lovecraftian mythos, this refers to the occult world of the Great Old Ones, eldritch gods from outer space, as old as time itself who lie beyond our ken, dead but still dreaming. If we could only grasp their existence and see how fragile our imaginary world really is, we would go mad. Thus, we go on believing in an illusion and subconsciously hope Cthulhu and Azathoth never show us their true faces.
Does that makes The Orange man our Agent Franks?
The secret to being a successful leftist is very similar. Like Lovecraft’s narrator, they are unable‐certainly unwilling‐to correlate the contents of their minds; thus, they are able to hold two or more antithetical bits of information in their minds and discount or ignore any bit of evidence that does not conform to their theoretical worldview. In Through the Looking-Glass, the White Queen tells Alice that she can believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Leftists have her beat many times over.
A prime example came this past week, when the Democrats, who now appear to be the personal party of a small child from the Bronx named after a city in Egypt, rolled out their "Green New Deal"‐which implicitly called for, among other inanities, high-speed trains to Europe and the reconstruction of every building in America‐at the same time that the newly installed governor of California, Gavin Newsom, was aborting his predecessor Jerry Brown’s high-speed train to nowhere, a $77-billion exercise in fruitlessness that marks, to date at least, the high-water mark of liberalism’s inability to correlate any of the contents of its largely empty heads.
Anyone, including this semi-native Californian, could see there was no market for a bullet train from Bakersfield to Fresno to Merced to Erewhon, especially one that had already busted its budget many times over‐a great gobbling maw worthy of Cthulhu himself that, in true pagan god fashion, would and could never be satisfied no matter what or whom was sacrificed to it. But liberal gods are insatiable; too much is never enough for them. And so "progressives" keep on feeding the beast, in the belief that it will eat them last.
In the meantime, they feel free to indulge their wildest fantasies and darkest desires. Infanticide‐one of the surest signs of a pagan culture‐came out of the closet in New York (where it is now the law of the former Empire State) and in Virginia, where it was turned back legislatively but no doubt will return with its governor’s blessing, if he lasts that long. The fact that Cardinal Timothy Dolan has not summarily excommunicated the notional Catholic, Governor Andrew Cuomo, speaks volumes about the impotence of the modern Catholic Church.
In the Senate, the Spartacan walk-on also known as Cory Booker‐whose veganism is possibly a contributing factor to his lack of mental acuity‐bravely launched an attack on meat and cheese, neither of which he eats. As is typical of proto-fascists everywhere, Booker has personalized his dietary preferences and then universalized them on a crusade to‐you guessed it‐save the planet by punishing the rest of us.
...Because, in the end, even the craziest Leftist must, in his darkest moments, paradoxically have a moment of clarity, when all of the conflicting impossibilities inherent in his world view suddenly, briefly, become visible. And then Cthulhu and Dagon and Shub-Niggurath and Nyarlathotep appear, and the contents are finally correlated in a blaze of mad glory.
Let’s just hope they don’t take us with them when and wherever they go.