From Bird Blog
Here’s is the best explanation of the Liberal mindset I’ve come across in a long time. And the author of it says that in order to fight back against liberalism, you have to know what makes them tick.
Daren Jonescu says;
Liberals must be understood to be defeated, much like an exterminator learns about the pests he fights so he can better eliminate them. How many homeowners have tried to get rid of an infestation of roaches, or ants, or wasps, and had no luck? They fail because they do not understand the enemy. Too often that is the case, and we often fail to understand the roots of Progressivism, the thinking that makes the Left operate in the fashion they do.
Liberalism is the triumph of wishful thinking over reality. It’s one of the oldest impulses of Mankind, and can be seen going back into the mists of time. Magic we call it today; the idea that Man can manipulate his reality by some sort of proper incantation or through some sort of mental repitition (often in the form of prayer to some artificial deity he fashioned out of stone or wood). And, of course, if Man can practice magic, can change reality by wishful thinking, then he himself is God. That is why the Israelites were given the First Commandment “I the Lord am your God, you shall not have other gods before Me.” This was given as the very first order from Yahweh because it is perhaps the most damaging human failing.
Oddly enough we see it today not in the worship of Baal or Horace or Zeus but in a strange kind of nature worship involving science and the powers of rational thought. This is strange because it is an attack on rational thought in the name of rational thought, and a corruption of science in the name of science. The end is to deify Man and to empower Man with the divine ability to shape his reality as he sees fit i.e. to replace the God who created the Universe with the will of Man. It’s the same tired magic in a new pacikage, and this package actually works because it uses some scientific principles to manipulate the natural world. Many fall into the trap, bedazzled by the success of modern science and believing that this success is solely to the greater glory of Man and that nothing is beyond human reach. But anybody who thinks about it knows there is PLENTY beyond human reach, and the Liberal is no different. He chooses instead to believe that he can wish things to go his way. That is not to say that he takes no concrete steps; the Left is better at organizing and campaigning than the Right precisely because they are materialists and do not believe that there is someone above us with His hand on events. But that materialism justifies the belief in the godlike nature of Man in the Liberal mind, and sets up a strange dichotomy whereby the Liberal bot rejects the supernatural and yet makes it the core of his belief system.
In short, there is a huge hole in the liberal where God should be. Nature abhores a vacuum, and that hole is filled with all manner of things conflated in the liberal mind. It’s why they seem so incapable of accepting the truth and so very capable of exaggeration and establishing fanciful narratives.
Or, as Pontius Pilate put it at the trial of Jesus “what is Truth?” Pilate was the first Liberal, or an early one at any rate.
It’s why we have the entire Global Warming scare; the narrative suggests Man is a worthless slug, a malignant tumor that should be removed from the organism of Gaia and at the same time has this Godlike power to destroy the planet. We are both worthless and divine. Much “science” goes toward establishing this narrative, and much of this science is purest rubbish, cargo cult science, the purpose of which is to advance the narrative even when the evidence does not fit with reality. It is goal oriented science, intended to advance a worldview and a political purpose rather than advance Man’s knowledge of the Universe. Therefore it is acceptable to cherry pick data, to suppress data, to hide your methodology, to strongarm editors into spiking papers that disagree with you, to boycotting publications that allow those who disagree a forum, to launch personal attacks on skeptical scientists, and to generally trash the scientific method. This is science because the collective I.E. the Liberal says it’s science, and his will be done!
It’s about creating a narrative, and by creating that narrative recreating reality. It’s about empowering Man as god, and by Man we necessarily mean the State which is the collective will of Man. In the end it is a form of magic, an attempt to bend reality to your wishes by chanting incantations.
It can be argued that no man knows anything except for photons. We do not actually perceive reality but merely an image of reality produced by photons striking our bodies in some fashion: receptor cones in the eyes, the eardrum being struck by molecules vibrating from photons, ditto the skin, which gives us touch, and taste and smell are related phonomena. So what is real? Is there something outside of us that exists independent from our inner existence or not?
In the end, the differences between the Left and Right go back to the simplest of beliefs; is there a concrete reality or is reality a function of how we perceive the Universe. Conservatives believe the former, that reality exists whether we believe in it or not (Phillip K. Dick’s definition of reality http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Philip_K._Dick) or is it something subject to our whims and beliefs. Conservatives take it as it is, Liberals demand that it be what they want it to be. God lies at the intersection of these two viewpoints; is there an independent entity that establishes what is real, or are we the ones who do that. While there are liberals who believe in God, their view of God is ultimately dependent on their subjective vision. Liberals simply refuse to believe they aren’t the ones in the driver’s seat.
Very interesting which brings me to a post by Jay Batman at Screed Of Momus who has been delving into the Brett Kimberlin/Neal Rauhauser saga, albeit from a different tact. Mr. Batman has been trying to see if he can figure out where Rauhauser came off the rails at by tracking back in his life previous to his jumping on the leftist bandwagon by interviewing people who knew him in his hometown. Here’s an excerpt from an interview Jay had with Rauhauser’s ex-wife;
As part of my ongoing series on Neal Rauhauser, I’ve slowly and steadily been working my way through the various people in his past. The information is out there, scattered throughout the Internet, a life lived online through interactions with other people. People in Linux and Cisco support groups, with their contact information right below the threads and emails that appear on various sites. People who remember Neal Rauhauser, and who can recount the effect he had on their lives.
And chief among those people is his ex-wife, Nancy Nogg, who I contacted today via telephone. I introduced myself, and told Nancy that I was writing a series of stories on her ex-husband, and that I wanted to ask her about his allegations on the Daily Kos. Writing as Iowa Boy, Neal had accused his ex-wife of drug use and violence, and I felt that it was only fair that she should have a chance to address these accusations. Of course, no one who has ever dealt with Neal personally would find his wild accusations credible.
One of those wild accusations was that his ex-wife had to relocate because of threats from various right wingers and Tea Party fans. According Nancy, she and her children have lived in the same house for fifteen years. There was no mention of any campaign of right-wing harassment against her or her children throughout our phone call, but there was mention of one recurring theme: Neal’s mental instability.
When you cross paths with Neal Rauhauser, and he decides to fixate on you as a target, you’ll understand all too well the depth of his anger and his capacity for vindictive behavior, as well as his grandiose notions of his own impact on the lives and fortunes of others. Then again, there are times when Neal’s grandiose notions are quite in line with reality. He and his allies in the Beandog Militia did ruin the existence, career, and life of one Greg W. Howard. They didn’t just target him as an individual; rather, they went after his son and his spouse as well. They constructed various accounts, built and registered various websites, and generally reduced Greg’s online reputation to shambles.
As a result, Greg W. Howard languishes with qualification and skills in various low-paying and menial jobs. Greg was not the only target of Neal and his minions. Patrick Read found himself on the receiving end of many of the same tactics for coming to the defense of Greg, and for vigorously documenting and opposing the antics of various Wrecking Crew members as well as the Beandogs. As implausible as it might have seemed to those of us who watched the Wrecking Crew begin, by the time it ended its members were making alliances and cooperating with the remnants of the Beandogs to go after Greg and Patrick. Patrick’s wife had her workplace contacted, and Patrick had to deal with the police right before his wedding last year as part of the fallout.
It should not surprise you to hear that Nancy Nogg, the ex-wife of Neal Rauhauser, suffered from Neal’s capacity for cruelty when she and Neal squared off in a divorce. As Nancy puts it, she had a choice: she could raise her children, or she could raise Neal. She chose to raise her children, and by all indications, those children have grown up to be bright and decent individuals. Ari is now 15 years old, interested in art and his observations about politics seem quite fitting, given the way people on both sides of the partisan divide act. As Nancy quoted him to me during our conversation, “They’re the Bloods and the Crips, mom, and they even wear the same colors.” Indeed.Read the rest of an interesting interview here.
Neal Rauhauser had a loving wife and two beautiful, smart children and he simply didn’t care. He was an asshole to his wife and by extension, an asshole to his children. Like his friend, Brett Kimberlin, Neal Rauhauser doesn’t pay his bills. He’s a deadbeat dad.