

I got told to touch grass.
I got told to touch grass.
I sometimes visualize narrative management from libs and chuds like a baseball game with bases loaded, but in which the ‘‘opposing teams’’ are not playing against themselves, they bat for each other. I dunno if it makes more sense to think of it as: a team playing itself so that it always wins.
The idea of nonfalsifiable orthodoxy is one of the most brilliant observations and syntheses that we possess. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it. I’ve watched it working in real time from escuálidos regarding Venezuela. The same show on a gusano channel, EVTV, would say that Kharim Khan, the ICC dude, was in the pocket of the Maduro ‘‘regime’’, but also that he was going to finally bury them. They play both possibilities simultaneously in order to cover their asses, and most importantly manage the narrative in their favor no matter the circumstance or result. It truly would make Goebbels’ blush at his own incompetence.
There’s another element to it that you alluded to, Nikki. That libs can fill in the blanks. If there’s nothing there, they’ll place it, horror vacui style.
This tactic is part of information warfare, as a part of class warfare. It is meant to maintain the status quo and proselytize with TINA: ‘‘There Is No Alternative’’. It’s very hard to fight back against it in a world with social media. You will wake some, like us and some lurkers, but others will remain asleep. We are ‘‘curados de espanto’’, as we say in Spanish, ‘‘cured of fright’’, meaning that we know much of this by now because we’ve seen it play out so often. But it’s always worth the effort to point it out, and hopefully, once it is out in the light, it becomes more apparent.
Yeah, I saw that one recently, too and chuckled, because it has no context. It’s just Willem Dafoe shidding his pants over the moon face from Majora’s Mask.