Looking for patterns is futile
Before 1946, wars had beginnings and ends. WW2 was the last war with a plot, the last war with a PURPOSE, the last war with a definable end, the
War to End All Ends.
When things have a PURPOSE and a plot, humans can anticipate and hope and plan. Intelligence means anticipation. Synonymous terms.
In '44 everyone knew the war was nearly over, and everyone was planning for postwar regrowth and flowering.
Three nice examples from
Radio Retailing in July '44.
Since the Deepstate coup of '46, all of our wars continue forever, or until we're physically kicked out of the country and forced to run for our lives, as we were in Vietnam. Our wars have no PURPOSE except evil, so our wars have no PATTERN or PLOT or END. Evil never ends.
The current holocaust is unique in some ways. It's unique because we're not making war against foreigners. We're making total war against our own people. But the plotless and endless aspect is strictly typical.
Even so, humans naturally understand and tell stories. Our dreams form events into stories. We expect each day and each piece of work and each piece of music and each life to have a definable plot with a
predictable shape.
So we try to look for shapes and patterns and analogies in the current incalculably crazy war against life. When we see sane governors ending the war, we try to look for similar patterns in our crazy places. We see VE Day in Florida, and we look for VJ Day in Washington. Unfortunately the pattern doesn't give us any clues. Sane governors stop wars because they're sane. Demonic governors are demonic, so they have no conceivable reason to end the war. Ending the war would end their pleasure, and that's INTOLERABLE UNIMAGINABLE ALL OPTIONS ON THE TABLE.
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