Imagine this: You’re walking along a beach somewhere, and you stumble over a metal object in the sand. You dig it out, brush it off, and realize you’re holding an antique lamp. You polish it up a bit, and a genie pops out. Since he was bottled in tough economic times, the genie only offers you one very specific wish: Say the word, and all forms of cancer will be instantly cured.
This isn’t an O. Henry story; there’s no twist ending. There are no codicils, fine print, or weasel words. Say the word, and all tumors instantly go into remission, and no one, anywhere, will ever develop cancer ever again. There’s only one catch: No one but you can ever know. You’ll always have full knowledge of what you did, but to the rest of the world, it’s a miracle… and if you state, imply, hint, or in any other way make any effort to claim credit for it, all the cancer in the world instantly comes back.
Would you take the deal?
Think it through for a sec. It sounds like a Ray Bradbury story, if you get into the mechanics. What happens if you get drunk and blurt it out? What if you talk in your sleep? If you want to be sure, you might have to have your voice box surgically removed before moving to a remote Tibetan cave. But even then, what if you develop dementia and just start babbling? Hell, you could end up President of the United States that way! If you want to be sure cancer never comes back, you might well end up committing suicide…
Now ask yourself this: Would any SJW take the deal?
After all, they care so much more than the rest of us, right? I’m a Christian, which gives me an out. Hold on a few years, Mr. Genie, while I talk it through with my priest, the bishop, the archbishop, the College of Cardinals, the Pope… the only thing I learned in Sunday School that even remotely comes close to this situation is Matthew 4:1-11, and that’s not gonna go your way. Ok, ok, that goddamn Marxist parading himself as the Pope might sign off on it, seeing as how he’s pretty obviously in bed with the other guy from that Bible story, but I don’t think any real leader of any major religious denomination could approve my decision with a clear conscience…
…but that’s only a problem for those inbred rubes with the Magic Sky Fairy, right? So what say you, Snowflake? No cancer anymore, ever, but you don’t get any credit. Deal?
The surest sign you’re dealing with an ideology is that it provides a narrative for privatizing benefits while socializing costs. And the point of this narrative is to, in effect, freeze time. The narrative explains why things must be as they are now, and it explains why things must be the way they’ll be in the future, but when you examine it, the narrative provides no explanation whatsoever for how any action in the now advances, even for one second, the inevitable future.
Russian critics of Bolshevism, I’m told, liked to compare Marxists to schizophrenic astronomers — they’re mathematically certain that an eclipse will happen, yet somehow feel compelled to form a revolutionary party and start murdering people, to make sure it does. The modern SJW catechism works the same way, obviously. We’re nine months into “fifteen days to stop the spread,” and it’s obvious — it has always been obvious — that lockdowns and masks don’t do a damn thing, yet here we are, gearing up for round two. No less an expert than Greta Thunberg insists that the global climate is doomed no matter what we do, and yet we’re supposed to ban the internal combustion engine. And so on down the line. We’re required to do all kinds of things that not only don’t work, but that can’t work — that are so absurd on their face that you have to laugh before you start crying, because you’ll never be able to stop. And yet… here we are.
My little thought experiment is designed to present a very stark tradeoff, because nothing in the real world exists without opportunity cost. The Left’s narrative, like all ideological narratives, insists that there are no opportunity costs to anything, ever. No tradeoffs at all. Thinking through all the stories SJWs might tell themselves to avoid saying yes to the genie could give us some clues as to where their heads are now, and where they might be going.*
*This thought experiment has been brought to you by Friedrich Nietzsche. It’s not the same thing, of course, but when you consider the strength of character a man would have to have to take the genie’s deal…Loading Likes...