The legacy of Mao’s Great Leap Forward is lying, cheating, pretending, slipshod procedures and shabby workmanship–and the government knows no problem that a little creative violence won’t solve. It’s long past time this evil regime passed away: surely the Chinese people deserve much better than what they’ve got.
But we were so happy when Nixon and Kissinger opened our doors to Red China!
It turns out that back in December, Chinese communist scientists realized what they were dealing with; and, in true Chicom fashion, covered it up by destroying samples, stopping tests, and suppressing news. They pretended that there was no virus. This gave the virus another three weeks of free rein, everywhere, until the Chicoms were forced to admit it was real.
Now they’re screaming “xenophobia!” at anyone who calls it the Wuhan virus–as in virus that came out of commie lab in Wuhan. Here, bubba, let me help you with that. Wuhan virus! Wuhan virus! Wuhan virus! Truth hurts, don’t it?
No one should have been surprised. This has been the pattern for Red China since Mao Tse-tung and the Great Leap Forward. Can’t meet your quotas? Well, in that case, they’re gonna kill you; so you lie and say you met them. Have you made a shoddy product? Lie and say it’s a good product, you followed all directions. It’s a tapestry of lies, dishonesty, shoddy workmanship, coercion, and sheer terror: all in all, the lifeblood of any communist regime. In Mao’s time they were burying people alive to make sure no one saw them starving.
Our partnership with Red China is and has always been a matter of going to bed with the devil. Now they’ve bought up half of Hollywood, more college professors than we’ve yet been able to count, a good chunk of our free and independent (LOL) press, and even nice swathes of our land.
R.J. Rushdoony’s essay on “Socialism as a Perpetual Civil War” was published as a Chalcedon blog post in 2009. Actually it was written quite a few years before that: but its insights are right on target today.
Rushdoony points out that socialism has its own “infallibility concept” which explains away its multitudinous and incessant failure. It destroys wealth and inhibits wealth’s creation. When anything goes wrong, it finds a scapegoat. When an epidemic struck Red China in 1967, the government threatened to purge the doctors who had “ignored Mao’s health policies”–as if medical doctors knew less about health than some crazy old mass murderer.
It’s looking more and more like we’re headed for a showdown between Christ’s Kingdom and humanist man’s impoverished socialist pipe dream.
Chinese authorities say “Religion is dangerous”–unless it’s their own religion of atheism–and coerced Muslim detainees “to disavow their Islamic beliefs, criticize themselves and their loved ones and give thanks to the ruling Communist Party.” Also on the menu is solitary confinement, beatings, and deprivation of food, with a lot of other tortures, too. It’s their way, they say, of fighting Islamic extremism. It seems a lot of Uighurs don’t want to be part of China, and have tried to do something about it. So a lot of them are being hauled into, in the words of an American commission, “the largest mass incarceration of a minority population in the world today.” A Turkish news agency estimates almost 900,000 Uighurs in detention.
Chinese authorities call it “transformation through education”–that sounds uncomfortably familiar–and hail it as “a permanent cure.”
The detention and the coercive techniques applied, especially the psychological torture, recall the Great Cultural Revolution of the 1960s, under the dictatorship of Mao Tse-tung, history’s most prolific mass murderer. Not content with simply killing people, Mao tried to get their minds right–well, what he called “right.”
As the people of this fallen world have known for thousands of years, when you’re a weak nation conquered by a stronger nation, your troubles have only just begun. The native population of Xinjiang is learning that lesson the hard way.
And so will we, if the anti-Christian Left ever has its way with us.
Open the link and look at the pictures. These masked idiots are communists. That’s why they have hammer-and-sickle banners.
As one of the organizers of a May Day tantrum in Los Angeles said, “We stand in solidarity with Maoist parties across the world who are committed to building socialism and fighting revisionism through People’s War!”
Mao killed at least the 40 million Chinese that the current Chinese government admits to. The real number may be twice as high. His Red Guards were a part of that. After the Great Leap Forward imploded into economic and humanitarian catastrophe, Mao turned the Red Guards loose on his people. Just to keep ’em in line, you understand.
This is now the embodied spirit of the Democrat Party. Remember it, next time you vote.
As I sat in the laundromat today, the TV nooze–you just can’t escape it–presented a story that distressed me.
It was the trial of a band of merry carjackers who killed a man because they wanted his car and whatever might be in it. We were shown the victim’s widow addressing the convicted trigger man in court: “You took away everything I had, all my hopes and dreams, because you decided to play God, deciding who should live and who should die, deciding you had the right to kill because you wanted something that you hadn’t earned.”
God has given the civil government the authority and the duty to avenge these wrongs, and yet the government all too often refuses to do that (see Romans 13). Instead, the court is expected to sentence the trigger man to 30 years in prison–three square meals a day, color TV, weight room, and the company of like-minded savages. That is not justice. Again, the civil government has failed to carry out its function. The victim is still dead; his wife is still a widow; his children remain fatherless.
Adam and Eve inherited Original Sin by listening to the serpent’s promise that they themselves would be “as gods” if they disobeyed the real God (Genesis 3:5), and we, their descendants, have been doing it ever since.
The 20th century was a festival of murder. Think of Mao Tse-Tung, who killed at least 40 million people as part of his mad scheme, the Great Leap Forward, to transform China into a leading industrial power in five years. And that was only one of countless examples.
We haven’t learned a bloody thing. Today the Humanist Manifesto II declares there is no God, but that’s no problem–“using technology wisely,” we can do all those things God should have done: we can do His job. Paradise on earth. Just break a few more eggs, and we’ll have our omelet. Meanwhile, The Smartest People in the World wage war against reality itself while the Davos crowd, invoking Man-Made Climate Change as their warrant, works tirelessly toward a world government.
Like, we should trust them?
Our country’s founders were blessed with the wisdom to impose strict limits on the central government–limits which The Anointed of our day work ceaselessly to overthrow. If I’ve learned one thing from observing the nooze and reading history, it’s that the Original Sin, the will to be as God, features an insatiable lust for power over other human beings.
Which brings me back to the carjacking case. What was that, but an untrammeled will to power over the rightful owner of the car, and a decision to exercise it by killing him? You don’t have to bump off 40 million of your countrymen to be a little tin god: a single murder will do just as well.
God has a plan to heal the human race and regenerate His whole creation. He will do it in spite of us. For this cause Jesus Christ, the Son of God, was born, and died on the cross, and rose from the dead… and will return.
Come, Lord Jesus, come. Because we are not fit to do God’s job; but you are.
Here are a couple of my friends at Arthur’s court. They let you take pictures now.
I read somewhere that an author can sell more books if he’s had an interesting life. I have decided that makes sense. Herewith is my enhanced biography, full of stuff you never knew about me.
I was born at an undisclosed location, and it was not until recently that I learned my true origins, which I am not at liberty to disclose. To know that I walked the earth would be a mortal disappointment to a certain powerful government.
I was a Navy Seal when they were still known as Walruses. You could look it up. In 1968 we kidnapped Mao Tse-tung, but the White House made us give him back. This incident made me cynical, so I quit government service and went on to visit countries that are not supposed to exist, but do.
For two years I advised the Steward of Gondor, and if he’d taken my advice, they would’ve all saved themselves a lot of trouble. I have been a vacuum cleaner salesman in Narnia, not one of my more lucrative enterprises, and an estate manager for Lord Greystoke, aka Tarzan of the Apes, in the country just north of Opar–places you won’t find on any map.
I have learned the name of him who comes when you whistle for him, O my lad, and I have visited most of the royal courts mentioned in The Mabinogion. At the court of Arthur, Kay threatened to expose me as a mountebank. Unwilling to change history by damaging Sir Kay, I wandered until I drifted into the country of Obann. There I heard the Bell of King Ozias sound from the summit of Bell Mountain. I return to Obann as often as I can.
I haven’t mentioned any of this stuff in interviews. John Carter says he’ll feed me to the Green Martians if I do.