It’s not nepotism if you’re not looking for monetary or power advantage from your family. What if it’s just about love and care?
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I'm sure the Trump family would argue that's what it is all about and that enriching your family in any way possible, including fleecing investors, employees, and the country, is "love and care".It’s not nepotism if you’re not looking for monetary or power advantage from your family. What if it’s just about love and care?
That’s true. Not what I’m talking about. Not every aspect of family looking after each other is nepotism when it’s basic stuff.I'm sure the Trump family would argue that's what it is all about and that enriching your family in any way possible, including fleecing investors, employees, and the country, is "love and care".
Same, and there's no way I want one while living in this land of SamsungI don't have an iPhone.
I do not own a cell phone of any stripe.Same, and there's no way I want one while living in this land of Samsung
Is the thing the IPhone?The thing deliberately impedes real human connection.
Have you ever noticed the the little Jim Jones in yourself?What makes you less fascist than any world leader you critique?
The cult spirit, WC, thrives on drama. The Holy Spirit says, “I'm the Way. The Truth. The Life!” One enslaves, the other liberates.Have you ever noticed the the little Jim Jones in yourself?
Everybody knows the old doomsday cults: robes, compound, bearded prophet, a date circled on the calendar, nervous followers waiting for the sky to split. That’s how you know you’re not in one. Cute. Except you probably are. The modern version skips the robes. It runs on podcasts, hashtags, “experts,” NGO reports, Telegram channels, faculty lounges, Substacks. The smarter ones never name a date — that was the one honest thing about the old cults. At least they were wrong on schedule. Today’s version is more convenient: the end is always near, never near enough to falsify. The enemy is everywhere and nowhere. Your opponents are stupid, evil, or bought. Normal tradeoffs are cowardice. Panic is wisdom. And when the famine doesn’t come, the oceans don’t boil, COVID doesn’t level society, the vaccines don’t wipe out humanity by next winter — nobody says, “Huh, maybe I overdid it.” They revise. The failed prediction becomes a “warning.” The flop becomes proof the plot ran deeper than we knew. On one sidet: climate apocalypse, overpopulation, capitalism as the root of every evil from melting ice to your dog’s anxiety. COVID was sacred panic — a respiratory virus turned into a civilizational threat, where normal life was murder and compliance was enlightenment. On the other side the mirror image: Plandemic, Great Reset, 5G mind control, vaccine depopulation, elites engineering slavery via bugs, fake meat, and your dishwasher. Every migrant wave, pronoun, or DEI absurdity is the fall of Rome. Muslims become the civilizational threat, the invading horde, a bad remake of the Reconquista. Then the oldest classic, the one that outlives every trend: Jews run the world. Zionists explain everything. These aren’t identical. Some wear lab coats, some wrap themselves in the flag, some preach compassion, some call it realism, some are “just asking questions.” But the move is the same: take a real problem, inflate it into the secret engine of history, turn opponents into agents of doom, and pat yourself on the back for seeing what the herd can’t.
Everyone spots the cult across the aisle. Some mock plandemicers. Some mock climate zealots. Seculars mock end-timers. Believers mock secular apocalypse with charts. No one notices their own little apocalypse club, because theirs doesn’t say “cult” on the door. It says Emergency. Justice. Freedom. Science. The children. The planet. The West.
Doomsday thinking feels good. It hands you villains, purity, a starring role. It turns messy reality into a movie where you’re the awake one. But most of the time the world isn’t ending. It’s changing — badly sometimes, stupidly sometimes, messily always. Markets aren’t demons. Elites aren’t omniscient. Viruses aren’t automatically plots. Immigrants aren’t barbarians. Muslims aren’t a hive. Jews aren’t the control panel.
Your favorite apocalypse probably isn’t the exception that proves you right.
Spotting the doomsday cult in robes is easy.
Spotting it across the aisle is even easier.
The trick is noticing the little Jim Jones in yourself — minus the Kool-Aid, plus better branding.
- Anonymous