From everything I can see, and I’ve been looking, there is no national American pastime other than treason and betrayal with wokeism as its conspirator. On every front, in every institution, whether government or private, formal or informal, fiscal, political, medical, legal, educational, recreational, on and on. There isn’t even a sport, something that seems contained within its own world, isolated, impervious to the forces around it, that can make its own rules, and can focus solely on making a competitive match fair, that has not embraced a political philosophy instead. They’ve been convinced by those with diabolical intent that they need to use their sport, their lives and livelihoods, to punish their fans, berate them, lecture to them until they willingly accept the alternative reality of wokeism.
I wish I had been able to see it more clearly back then, but when I first encountered the attitude of taking something seemingly solid in its purpose and corrupting it with other issues, I knew in my soul that it was wrong, that it would have long-term, devastating effects, but I couldn’t quite figure out how. Take school grades, for instance, where the suggestion had been put forward that grades should be given on a more rounded understanding of the student’s situation rather than just cold marks on paper, absolute right and wrong answers.
Poverty could impact a student’s ability to study and with that, their ability to score well on tests and projects, affecting their grades. That didn’t seem out of the question, at the time. I could recognize that my world, one where the home was peaceful (whatever disagreements my parents had, they were not aired in front of us); where there was time, after chores, to sit down at the kitchen table, or in our rooms (we each had our own) and study. If we didn’t know the answer to something, or were stumped by what some of the information meant, we could go to our parents and get a clarification, not the answers, mind you, just a better understanding of the problem. We had clean clothes, soft beds, plenty of food and, above all, accountability. If we got a bad grade, there was some price to pay for it, getting grounded, a double helping of chores, etc.
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Wokeism is a betrayal, an intentional betrayal of Americanism and it uses manufactured or magnified offense as a weapon. One person’s supposed offense becomes another person’s cross to bear. Never are the offenses of those in the wrong race or class considered. Is the word “racist” not offensive? Should it not be banned for the shame and pain it intends to inflict? Is it not hurtful and offensive? Fascist? Is that not also offensive? Are these word-attacks not intended to silence dissent, to eliminate individual thought and expression, reserving the speaking space for only those of one belief, one, singular viewpoint? Of course it is.
