With historical revisionism unleashing a relentless stream of edits at the structure of reality, the timeline of the past supposedly written into the spacetime fabric of approximated by math and physics, lies prone to the onslaught of social media posts and incredulous search engine results. As extremists interpret and judge the actions of society’s ancestors through the contextual lens of modern standards, an intellectually dulling exercise known as “presentism”, truth is vaporized. The entire net zero sum of mercy among cancel culture is teamed-up with Putin’s arsenal of ballistic nukes to yield a weapon of mass disruption. Not even an AI can be programmed to compile the obtuse leviathan that is the curse of the North Korean intellectual chastity belt, and the insane men who love Kim Jung Ung.
At the surface level of viral tabloids Ron DeSantis is against the world… of smartphone unpatriotic disciples… burdened by the task of parsing whether or not their coming of age travels abroad to Europe were dreams or actual memories, and prominent DC power brokers ashamed of prior transgressions in imposing unsustainable legislation and ignoring available resources. At the point of the ceaseless attack of the Florida politician on the social networks, this is where fake news begins as rumors marinate into believable myths.
In the information age, real or imagined, it doesn’t matter, as experiences can be hijacked with the ease of encountering an illuminating showgirl in the horizontal directionally oriented world of dating apps, before the texted pleas for wire transfers kissed with amorous elements begin. Stranded in Dubai is just another contrived predicament for a modern brand of false love.
Digging beneath the turbid topsoil of verbal spars and spooky trysts unveils a strange dynamic, that is ingrained within specific cultural demographics.
As a temporary pipeline of Venezuelan migrants, exploited by both extremes, was established on the elitist community of Martha’s Vineyard, various residents of the seasonal tourist haven took to F***book and Twitter to share their alleged sympathies for the group of foreign citizens fleeing from tyranny, yet largely ignored just why the families and individuals are seeking asylum from literally hell on earth.
While islanders and others were apparently gracious short-term hosts, the irony is that the overriding ideology of reactionaries is forcing the US towards a trajectory oft “Democratic Socialism”, a strung out phrase used to describe a contrived paradise of delusion, the limitation of individual rights and the government adoption of strict economic sanctions. What exacerbates an already hypocritical microclimate of insufferable hyperbole comes from an unlikely source, but explains the incorrigible mentality of neighborhood dictators with an unhealthy fixation for wildlife, many of which are shrieking from the grounds of their bed and breakfast operations.
There exists a definite fetish for animals that are construed as “cute”, and the critters in many cases are held in more high regards than fellow human beings, especially when politics are involved. Combined with a raging pack of dog moms nationally mauling traditional morays, the nation is turning into a glorified petting zoo with universal leash laws strictly enforced on both man and beast.
It is a little known secret that the largest island in the Elizabeth archipelago is overrun with feral rabbits, and has endured a pair of unsettling incidents over the last four decades involving public health. While residents logged onto social networks and lauded their self-proclaimed collective humanitarian effort in providing the nameless Venezuelan refugees with a temporary respite, the love for furry creatures deeply ingrained within the community is fascinatingly disturbing biproduct of leftist psychology and evident in other liberal havens. The well-established creatures on the islet thrive in yards and greenbelts with virtually no natural predators to trim the large population and are embraced, even though the varmints terrorize gardens driven by an insatiable hunger for plants and vegetables. The aversion to extermination campaigns has led to serious consequences, as the population has exploded within the favorable habitat. As government representation has been overbearingly and thoroughly Democratic within the region, the jugulate strategy common sense is tortured.
In 1978 dried fecal matter from the rabbits was the culprit for individuals contracting a rare disease known as pneumonic Tularemia, which is a version of Rabbit fever. The symptoms of the aggressive infection includes chest pain and difficulty breathing. A handful of landscapers maintaining the pristine tea gardens and manicured grounds tested positive for the bacteria, as health officials believe that lawnmowers kicked up tainted particles into the air and the patients inhaled the pathogen responsible for the affliction. The disconcerting performance was repeated in 2000 under similar conditions as 14 individuals were afflicted, and the small outbreak claimed one victim.
The reluctance of pathological tree huggers and apathetic pet owners to address the rabbit issue is a phenomenon that has reached other blue parts of the country, including Boston and cities up and down the West coast. A private study needs to be conducted on the correlation of those who identify as “liberal Dr. Doolittle’s”, and the health of surrounding habitats compared to those who favor hunting and wildlife management. As micro-ecosystems such as Martha’s Vineyard are allowed to be overrun with an infestation which strains the resources of the environment, the leftist narrative of adhering to scientific dogma only when it is advantageous to their ideology rears its ugly head. Its as if rabbits need coddling and encouragement to procreate.
Although islanders welcomed the immigrants with open arms and bleeding hearts, it has not yet been established, or at least acknowledged by the corporatized press, whether or not verbal exchanges with the locals resulted in anecdotes regarding the nightmarish conditions and atrocities plaguing Maduro’s dictatorship. Not that cold hard facts would have resonated with facets of the sanctimonious population inhabiting the peaceful sanctuary that is at relativistic distances from the ongoing tragedy of corruption, famishes and murders within the Caribbean territory that the United Nations bureaucrats define as a functioning country.
Officials at the local fire department situated in Edgartown, the population center of Martha’s Vineyard, reported that the torrent of charity reached a staggering threshold and first responders were forced to refuse accepting further donations. While the kind gesture of the local flock cannot be discounted, the immigrants spent a grand total of 48 hours on the island before being shipped to a Cape Cod military base, providing federal government public relation specialists the latitude to freely omit the term “detained”. Apparently, the contrast between the quaint colonial architecture and the foreign nationals, was just too much for the subconscious of the chamber of commerce driven by visions of 180,000 seasonal residents who migrate to the island annually. And the pertinent question during the chamber meeting is can rabbits and homo sapiens continue to coexist?
After spending a multitude of micro news cycles under veritable spotlight of self-generated empathetic propaganda, certain residents of the stoic wonderland propelled by idealism and convenient activism, can now refocuses their moral compasses on vapid and targeted conservation efforts towards preserving the prodigious herd of rabbits and the endless series of burrows. Interlaced within the obliviousness saturated by emotion, is the blatant disregard for the resolve of the bacteria facilitating Tularemia waiting with a furtive anticipation.
The fifty or so people fleeing from Maduro’s tyrannical and murderous reign arrived quietly, at least with more couth as some season tourists, yet were brusquely ushered off the island when the cameras stopped rolling and relocated to a military instillation across the bay. Discarded as mere props, the individuals attempting to escape a thriving dystopia and find a new life are discovering they are not a priority in the celebration of all creatures great and small. As “Presentism” thrives, accountability hides.