Today I am reposting an article by Daniel Greenfield. Daniel
Greenfield is a New York City writer and columnist. He is a Shillman Journalism
Fellow at the David Horowitz Freedom Center and his articles appears at its
Front Page Magazine site. (http://www.canadafreepress.com/index.php/article/50990
)
I hope you enjoy it!
Carny Nation
Come right in and step right up. See the bright lights and
the oddities of nature. Inside, folks, for the low price of twenty-two trillion
dollars, you can see Binders of Women, Team Big Bird and entire reams of green
windmills and fields full of bayonets and horses. Here lies become the truth
and everything is full of sugar. And the highlight of the show with be Barack,
the Exotic Prince from the Wilds of Indonesia and Kenya, with a special
appearance by Oprah and a hologram of JFK. Here in the Carnival of Fools, the
party never stops and no one ever has to pay the bill.
“There’s a sucker born every minute,” a famous connoisseur
of them once said. And suckers are big business. Very big business indeed. But
don’t feel too sorry for the sucker. The sucker is a creature composed of
ignorance and greed. He believes in his own specialness. He believes that he
can fool other people into giving him their money, when actually he is the one
being fleeced. The mark is an aspiring scammer who is too dumb to realize that
nothing in life is free and the scam is on him.
If you browse through your email’s spam folder, the chances
are good that you will come upon a missive from a Nigerian prince offering you
the opportunity to help him cart away his fortune in exchange for a sharp cut
of the profits. These scams date back to the dinosaur years of the internet,
and though there are occasional elaborations on the theme, the African scammers
stick to the tried and true, even though the tried and true has become a cliche
that anyone should be able to see through.
Why?
Because the Nigerian Prince scam is a self-selecting group.
Anyone who still falls for it after all these years is dumber than your average
sucker. The scammers know this and they don’t want to waste their valuable time
hooking a difficult fish with a plausible scam. They go for easy marks for the
same reason that some men fish with dynamite. Because it’s easier.
America has its own Nigerian Prince. I think you know his
name by now. His campaign sent out nearly as many emails as his Nigerian
colleagues do, promising fame and fortune to those suckers who would help him
transfer some wealth from the 1 percent to the 99 percent. And now that his
second term is here, the check is in the mail. And if the government check
doesn’t clear, well that’s what happens when you put your faith in Nigerian
Princes.
A scam like the Democratic Party needs suckers
A scam like the Democratic Party needs suckers. It needs
millions and millions of the dumbest people that can be found outside of
specially supervised group homes. And then it needs to appoint people to watch
over them, give them the occasional food and minor check, and drive them in
vans to the polls after two or four years so that the con artists can keep
their manicured paws on the local treasury.
These people have to be stupid, yes, but like all marks,
they have to be greedy. They have to be the kind of people who relish taking
someone else’s money without working for it. The kind who grin at the idea of
putting something over someone else. The kind who think that they are smart
because they decided that the world owes them a living. They think that they’re
smart, but they’re only the marks in a con. And when the con is done, like the
guy depositing a check from Nigeria’s Prince Uscamo, they are going to be the
ones left holding the bag.
A con plays on the greed of the mark. And on his stupidity
A con plays on the greed of the mark. And on his stupidity.
And in a democracy, you can take over a country if you organize enough
motivated suckers to vote for trillions in government money that they will
never see, but that they are on the hook for. And if you don’t have enough
native suckers, then you import more, taking care that your immigration
policies favor the greedy sucker demographic. But unfortunately in a democracy
where half the population doesn’t bother to vote and a quarter votes for the
scammers, we are all on the hook for the scam.
We have just gone through two lovely elections that were won
on the carnival principle. Put up a lot of bright lights, some unusual things
for the crowds to gawp at, a few scantily clad ladies of the evening, and a lot
of smooth patter, and forget taking any of the issues seriously. Tell jokes,
juggle balls and deliver applause lines. And most of all promise the sky while
taking the suckers for all they have and will ever have.
It nearly didn’t work, but the extra effort was put in and
the vans delivered their cargo loads of moral depravity to the polls, where the
poll workers showed them how to vote, and then the vans took them to do some
food stamp shopping to remind them of how good life is under the scam. And many
other people, the ones who don’t return emails from Nigerian princes, didn’t
bother to vote, because they don’t believe in any element of the scam. And that
just means the chief scammers have an open field.
And so the reign of the scam continues for another four
years. The world will burn and the country will slide closer to the economic
abyss. But in their dorm rooms, the Julias will pine knowing that their
Nigerian prince loves them (doesn’t he send them daily emails personally
addressed to them?) and the vans will go back and forth, and cashiers will run
food stamp cards through the machines in neighborhoods which subsist entirely
on the scam, and in the hospitals elderly patients will die because health care
is free, but treatments are more expensive than ever. And the devil will laugh.
Carnivals have to end sooner or later. And the scam doesn’t
look nearly as good in the light of day as it does at night, when everyone has
had a few drinks and life seems good and magic can happen. A few of us
hopefully thought that daybreak had come, but, no, it was only the light of the
carnival and the drunken laughter of fools spending their last dime to hear
their Nigerian prince crack a joke, hum a tune and pledge his undying love to
them.
“The fool walks in darkness,” said the Chief Executive of a
nation called Israel some 3,000 years ago. And for the fools of Carny Nation,
who, as he observed, fold their hands and eat their own flesh, rather than work
for a living, it is always the midnight hour, always time for another drink,
another laugh, another novelty and another spin of the wheel that goes round
and round and never stops until sunlight touches it and it turns to dust.
The fools of Carny Nation fancy themselves wise men. After
all they eat without paying for it. They get money without working for it.
The fools of Carny Nation fancy themselves wise men. After
all they eat without paying for it. They get money without working for it.
Every baby they pop out buys them another pair of shoes. When they vote
Democrat, the President of Carny Nation sends them a check. And so they put
another vote in the machine, get back a few quarters, put another one in the
mission, and wait for the day that the redistribution jackpot will give them
everything.
Last year in Zimbabwe, formerly Rhodesia, the price of three
eggs ran to 100 billion dollars. A beer cost 150 billion dollars and a roll of
toilet paper, well it was just cheaper to use million dollar bills. We are
talking about Zimbabwean dollars here, not American dollars, but eventually
there will be no difference. Zimbabwe yesterday. America tomorrow. Money isn’t
magic and there comes a point when no amount of words can increase its value.
Eventually it becomes cheaper to print out presidential speeches on the bright
economic future and use them as toilet paper.
When food stamps start coming in billion dollar quantities,
then the sucker bet on Obama, Prince of Kenya, Indonesia and Chicago, may start
looking bad. But suckers never realize when a bet is going bad. They double
down and begin yammering some more about raising taxes. And why not. We’re
sixteen trillion in debt. Why not raise taxes by a few trillion? You have to
break a few billion dollar eggs to make a thirty-trillion dollar omelet. And
that beer summit, it will cover the entire defense budget.
The grandchildren of Carny Nation will die in the streets,
just as they do in their own home countries, but for now their future
grandparents know that a baby buys a pair of shoes, 350 dollar Nike LeBron X’s,
and that a vote for the Democrats will keep them from having to work or route
them into nice government jobs with big benefits and easy hours. And when it
all comes crashing down and their children are crying for food, because 100
billion dollar eggs are hard to come by; they will never blame themselves,
instead they will blame the people they were scamming all these years, rather
than the scammers who scammed them.
Carny Nation is more than just food stamps and welfare
checks. It’s green windmills turning slowly in deserts with no wind
But of course Carny Nation is more than just food stamps and
welfare checks. It’s green windmills turning slowly in deserts with no wind.
It’s banks licking their lips at carbon taxes and consultants lining up to consult
on everything from diversity to sustainability to intangibility. They are
higher up on the scam pole, but like their van brethren, they’re still scammers
who don’t realize that in the end they are the ones being scammed. Their
children won’t die in the streets, but their bank accounts will.
Fools come in all shapes and sizes, in all races, religions
and bank account sizes. Dumb isn’t measured by degrees or IQ points. Dumb
people can absorb a lot of knowledge and spit it back. They can even discuss it
incessantly in their best Word-a-Day language skills. The difference between
dumb and smart does not come down to literacy or being able to juggle isosceles
triangles. Memory is a skill and most people can learn something if they really
want to and have the proper background for it. The difference between smart and
dumb is the difference between knowing what’s real and what isn’t.
Intelligence is a bunch of brain cells packed by a few lines
of DNA into a cranium. Those are mental skills and they come in handy when
tackling Algebra or studying the history of the Mayans. King Solomon, that
ancient chief executive of a kingdom despised by Carny Nation, wasn’t talking
about learning as intelligence, but as wisdom. Wisdom isn’t just knowledge,
it’s understanding that knowledge by drawing the right conclusions. The search
for wisdom is the search for those right conclusions.
Fools are often very clever. Some have enormously high IQs
and office walls packed with so many degrees that there is no room for a
window. And they are still fools because they have no ability to draw the right
conclusions. Knowledge is cheap. Your computer has access to more of it than
all the wise men of history put together could ever dream of. Intelligence is a
genetic gift. Wisdom is what you acquire with both or without either. It is the
right conclusions that we draw about life from living it.
Intelligent fools are a Zimbabwean dollar a dozen and the
Zimbabwean dollar doesn’t buy a whole lot. Carny Nation 2012 Forward to the
America of the Super Future on horses and bayonets of irony and binders full of
memes was powered by clever, intelligent, technocratic and even cunning fools.
And above them all was our own King Fool, our Scammer-in-Chief, our Nigerian
Prince, who like all scammers is passing the time scamming us while unable to
realize that he is the one being scammed and the time will come, when he will
fall beneath the bus under whose wheels he has hurled so many.
“There is no future for those who slander the Prophet of
Islam,” our Nigerian Prince proclaimed, as part of his coverup of the murder of
four Americans, left to die by his government. A coverup that has resulted in
the first political prisoner in generations sitting in a cell. But there is a
future for those who disdain Mohammed, that primal scammer who told his
followers that they would have an endless supply of virgin girls to rape in
paradise if they killed enough of his enemies and stole their stuff in the
here-and-now. There is, however, no future for fools. There is no future for
Carny Nation.
The Democrats have built themselves a pyramid scheme of
Babel and it’s fools, suckers and marks all the way down. This is their Carny
Nation and it only sustains itself by demanding greater levels of stupidity
from its followers. The worse the storm grows, the dumber and trashier the base
of its pyramid grows as vaccination against sudden conclusions from outside.
Popular culture, the media and politics becomes one. A great
white noise machine of light and sound, carnival lights, smells and sounds, men
throwing flaming torches in the air, shouts and cries, rap stars, memes, ladies
of the evening, stars, banners, slogans, cheers and anything else that will
keep the fools from realizing that the time is five minutes after five and the
time is coming for the scammers to slink away into the night with their ill
gotten loot and for the suckers who thought they were scammers and the marks
who thought they were cons to clutch their carbon offsets and food stamps and
raise their eyes dazedly as the sunrise exposes the tawdriness of the carnival,
the false front stalls, the empty baskets and the last drabs of greasepaint on
their hands.
And then Carny Nation will end.
Thank you, Mr. Greenfield, for this glimpse of who we, as a
Nation, have become.
…..devereaux
