Last week The Passion aired on Dutch tv. The Passion is a yearly Easter tradition, a musical in which Dutch celebrities act and sing their way through Jesus’ life. In vapid modernity trends rarely keep our attention, so The Passion with its 6 years is relatively speaking a big deal for the number 1 privileged group in Holland, middle-aged white women, who are also desperately looking for PC traditions to fill the ever growing void of atomisation, Sinterklaas being far too racist.
Of course Jesus is black. I mean it’s 2017, amirite? And really, how much worse is it than 2016 when an atheist played Jesus? Well, there is perhaps one key move that makes 2017 Jesus the best new king of the progressives, for this year The Passion was sure to remind its audience several times that Jesus could have been a refugee — would YOU be so heartless to refuse refugee Jesus entry to your home?
Naturally, were Jesus to be alive today he would respond to The Passion like he responded to the traders in the temple, or how Moses responded when he saw his people were worshipping golden cows. Out out out! The Passion is no retelling of a story that shaped Western civilisation, it is a religious travesty in which Dutch celebrities jockey for attention and empty status points.
But Jesus is not alive today and neither is Christianity. The post-protestant hijacking has been successful; progressivism is firmly in control as the state religion of the West.
Not so firm. For progressivism is a branch of leftism, meaning it is the defection of the weak against the strong, of liars against truth-speakers, of children against parents, of women against men. Gnon rewards defection for he enjoys a good double-cross. But in the long run Gnon rewards adherence to natural law; the future belongs to those who show up. Leftists have won and are in control, but they do not know what to do with power just as children don’t know what to do with power. Well they do something with power but it is always some variation of Lord of the Flies.
Natural law, which affirms itself in relative freedom, is that the right dominates the left, for the functional dominate the dysfunctional. See for instance the internet, where it is only with excessive censorship that Twitter chokes the dominant voices of the otherwise tiny Alt-Right.
Women shit-test men but it is with the expectation that men put them in their place, thus reaffirming the existence of natural law. Similarly the left shit-tests the right: hey guys, we are going to re-allocate billions of dollars from your pockets to these progressive causes, eeehmmm, you make sure everything still works okay? Since the right is indeed the side that makes sure everything still works you would expect the right to say no and put an end to the left’s silliness.
But the right has been thoroughly, thoroughly owned. Parasitism just proved too lucrative, especially in the post-industrial age. There was so much new stuff to go around! So the right betrayed itself, lured by the false promises of capital P Progress. Wir mussen progressieren!
Naturally there is no such thing as a free meal. The right finds itself in evermore ridiculous positions in which it is clear that the left says ‘squeal like a donkey!’ to which the right responds ‘would you prefer the American mammoth donkey or a provence donkey?’ This makes me conclude that there is no right left in politics, for the true right would never feel the need to squeal like a donkey, instead the true right would simply shrug and say: ‘you are the parasite and the parasite needs the host more than the host needs the parasite.’ That it is now the other way around, that the host needs the parasite, is dependent upon the parasite, is surely a sign of upcoming failure.
Soon we will see the day where attendance of the Passion is not only mandatory but the first viewer to stop clapping will be executed by means of head explosion.