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The Grovelers
Don’t imagine that the “authorities” who have lost their last shred of human dignity have any power or happiness.
We see them as deadly overseers, but they are the weakest, most hapless and pathetic remnants of people walking the Earth.
You may disagree with me — they are unspeakably cruel — but I feel some pity for the high level servants of the evil American regime.
Not a lot of pity — but some.
We are struggling and abused but still have pride. We are alive and kicking and trying. But the elites are dead inside, cowardly and obedient. They have no pride, no beliefs, no desires — except to please their cruel and capricious master.
But it’s not enough to merely do what He says. These sad creatures must struggle to anticipate His every whim.
The most humble and loyal dog has far more dignity. And the dog is deservedly loved.
These pathetic counsels to the king are universally reviled for their cold brutality. And ridiculed for their astoundingly servile stupidity.
An Old Familiar Type
The grovelers aren’t a new phenomenon.
They were identified in the 1500s by Étienne de La Boétie in his classic essay Discourse on Voluntary Servitude. This passage, written more than 4 centuries…
