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Author: Michael A. Michail Page 1 of 13

Woke Hollywood

Last week, the Academy Awards show was broadcast on television. Like most sensible people, I did not watch it. Neither have I watched any of the movies which might or might not have been nominated.

Why would I?

To me, “woke” Hollywood is nothing but a herpes sore on the lip of culture: an infectious disease worse than the China Virus that makes everything ugly and sordid.

The fake elitists that claim to represent the collective tastes of movie goers are a blight on true art. Seeing this pestiferous, narcissistic swarm of depraved wretches congratulate themselves on their efforts to bring down civilization fills me with revulsion.

Once upon a time, Hollywood had something useful to offer the world: entertainment, hope, joy, even inspiration. In the early days, when morally ambiguous characters were first depicted, there was an opportunity for viewers to discuss, analyze and assess choices being made on screen while still respecting the possibility of a virtuous outcome. No more. Today’s propaganda masters are unambiguously vile – they beat the viewer over the head with noxious, Leftist ideology. Rather than actual virtue, woke Hollywood offers only virtue signaling. And, true to the Globalist, Luciferian agenda that drives the narrative, anyone who dares to disagree with the inverted truth offered by the fake elite is branded a racist, fascist, and even a domestic terrorist.

What seems like a very long time ago, mostly liberal but humanity loving Old Hollywood produced “classic” movies by people like Charles Chaplin, John Ford, Cecil B. De Mille, David O. Selznick, Frank Capra, Robert Sturges, David Lean, Mel Brooks and many others. These movies were, generally, original, thought provoking, inspirational, and, above all, entertaining. Today’s original movies are depressing, hateful, boring, agenda-driven depictions of the false narrative that humanity is wretched and beyond redemption. No one will sit through these mediocrities other than film students and virtue signaling elitists. That they are given awards is a clear indication of the depravity, not of humanity in general, but of the woke establishment. They will never be classics. They are only of value to the denizens of the dark, soulless echo chamber of a debauched, Leftist dystopia in which the creators of civilization and culture are seen as tyrannical monsters, while Moloch worshipping deviants bent on looting and burning down creation are hailed as true heroes.

Perhaps worse than the propaganda riddled prize winners – because they are actually SEEN by the public – are the money-making, block busters that pass, today, for entertainment.  These are typically sequels to previous “hits,” often based on comic books, as well as prequels, reboots, remakes, re-imaginings, re-visionings, director’s cuts, extended versions, alternate endings and maliciously perverted adaptations of old TV shows and old movies. What unifies these offerings is a passive-aggressive stance towards civilization, culture and actual art and a contempt for anyone that would take these movies seriously.


Don’t Know Much

Awhile ago, my feline friend, Bella, wasn’t feeling well, so I took her to see the veterinarian. The Vet did a full exam – blood tests, x-rays – even kept her overnight to work on her symptoms. In the end, the Vet didn’t know what was wrong with her, how she got sick or how to treat her – and could not explain how Bella got better all on her own.

I recently read about a tomb uncovered on the island of Cyprus – my ancestral home. The tomb was 9,500 years old and contained a human and a cat laid out side by side surrounded by decorative jewels and artifacts. The cat died of natural causes and was clearly a beloved member of the family. Cats are not native to Cyprus so someone deliberately brought her to the island with them. This is the oldest evidence of cat / human fellowship ever found – far older than even Egyptian sources where cats were deified. Since it is unlikely that this is the actual first human / cat pairing, our relationship with domesticated cats must go back several hundred years before the internment. I think it is safe to say that humans and cats have closely interacted for more than 10,000 years.

10,000 years of cats living with us in society, in our homes, even sleeping in our beds – and yet, what do we know about them? Not very much. We can make guesses about their behavior but, who knows what’s really going on in the mind of a cat?

For that matter, what’s going on in the mind of a human? After a million years or more of history, what do we know about ourselves? Not very much.

There are dozens of competing scientific theories of personality and human psychology as well as many more theories in the realms of philosophy, religion and spirituality – but, nothing really definitive. Why do people do the things they do? It’s all just guesswork and speculation. After a million years of being human we still can’t say for sure what it means to be human. Why do people seek power over others? Why do people kill? Why do people adhere to fanatical belief system? Why do people fall in love? The are no clear answers.

Yet, there are many people who will tell you that they know the exact reasons why spirits, angels, demons, deities and extraterrestrials do the things they do: what their motives are, why they are on Earth, what they want for and from humanity. How could anyone know such things when they can’t tell you why one human prefers strawberry to pistachio ice cream? THEY CAN’T. It’s at best well thought out speculation and at worst self-delusion or deliberate attempts to deceive.

In reality, we don’t know much about cats and dogs; we don’t know much about humans; and we, certainly, don’t know much about other worldly beings. We just don’t know much about anything at all.

Soul Hackers

There seem to be a lot of criminal types around the world eager to hack into my website.


I don’t sell anything. I don’t collect information. My site is certainly not all that popular – in fact, I think more people are trying to hack into my site than actually read my posts. So why am I being targeted?

Criminal hackers don’t seem to spend a lot of time choosing their victims – they just assault anyone available. I have a website and that’s enough to make me a target. The philosophy seems to be to just attack enough sites and eventually one will pay off. Of course, I have some protection that keeps the lazier crooks from pursuing me. However, if they thought I had something of value for them, they would surely be able to break through my defences.

This reminds me of another type of criminal – vile, spiritual criminals commonly known as demons or evil spirits. How do they choose their victims? Pretty much the same way. They go after anyone that gets in their line of sight. They are malicious and heartless but very opportunistic and seek easy prey. Offer a defence and they will back away. Give them a chance and they will inject you with spiritual viruses that corrupt your body, mind and soul.

 Movies and books portray demonic possession in the most extreme, loathsome evil and violent form. Yet, most of the time, soul hacking, evil spirits only infect a person with enough venom to make them feel bad, personally, and act out in negative ways towards others. Full bodied, out of control possession is reserved for special cases.

As with criminal, computer hackers, soul hackers will do the most damage to those with the least protection – those that open themselves up to the intrusion. For example, people who actively seek contact with supernatural entities – through seances, spirit boards or occult practices – are more likely to get a response from the demonic “dark web” and suffer the diabolical consequences.

And, just as there is software available to protect people from computer hackers, there is also protection available from soul hackers. Perhaps the most accessible is the “Armor of God” passage found in Ephesians 6:11 -18. It’s a truer defence than charms or amulets.

Obviously, no defence is perfect and if a criminal or demon really, really wants to hurt you they will find a way through your shield. But, you should try to protect yourself as much as possible from both human and non-human assaults – at least enough to stop the lazier, random evil goons from molesting you.

For My Mother

On April 12, 2020 my mother transitioned from this life to the next.

Because of the China Virus, the authorities would not permit a proper funeral or memorial service – but the family muddled through, as did many other citizens, I’m sure.

Today, on the anniversary of her passing, I decided to post the eulogy I wrote for her, to send my thoughts out to the virtual universe and, perhaps, on to her in Heaven.

Love you, mom.

Martha Michail
May 15, 1931 – April 12, 2020
Grandmother, Mother, Sister and Friend

In Memoriam

My mother was a woman much loved by all who knew her and she gave much love to all the people she knew. She was a hard-working, honest woman. She helped everyone she could in a thousand ways. She was always a friend; always a comforter. She has left this world a little better for having lived in it. Everyone who knew her and loved her are better for having lived in the warmth of her understanding. 

She came to this country in 1947 – while still just a teenager. She left behind a country that had been through a great war and was plagued with economic suffering. She came here as an orphan with her two sisters, Georgina and Thanasia, leaving behind a world she could not be part of, hoping to find a place, here in Canada, where she could make a better life. She married my father while still a young girl and had five children – of which I am proud to be one – four grandchildren and seven great grandchildren.

She cared for her family, built a home and did her best to make a good life for all of us. She worked hard. She was a woman who wanted nothing for herself – she wanted only to give rather than to receive. She devoted her life to helping her family and her friends. 

We always knew her as a strong woman. Even as she got older, found it difficult to move around and eventually was confined to her bed, we always thought – and I know she always thought this, too – that she would be bouncing back to full vigor any minute and digging in her garden or preparing another big meal for her family and friends and getting up to dance again at the next party.

She loved dancing and when she couldn’t dance herself, she enjoyed watching her family dance.

Mother liked seeing people having a good time – and she was very open to new people coming in to join whatever party or activity we were having. Whenever one of us kids brought someone home, she was always welcoming and pulled them right into the family – she was happy to be everyone’s Mom and I can recall so many, many people over the years who were happy to be part of the love and warmth she freely gave out. 

I found it strange, sometimes, that people we might have stopped associating with years ago still kept in touch with her – I often heard people declare that she was the kind of mother they wished they had. And I guess that’s the defining statement about her– she was everyone’s Mom.

You know, in a spiritual sense life is like a vacation – sometimes it’s fun and sometimes it’s disappointing. Sometimes you get a sunburn or you lose your hotel reservation – but many times you see wonderful things and share beautiful moments. Whether its fun or disappointing it is just a vacation and eventually you go home. In the spiritual sense home is not on this Earth but somewhere else.

So now, our beloved Mom is gone – but gone where?

Back home. 

She’s gone from our sight, that’s all. But though we don’t see her anymore her Spirit is still out there full of love and joy just as we remember her. And while we say that she is gone there are others waiting for her and welcoming her home. Like my uncle Bob, whom she loved and cherished and spoke of often after he too passed away. Her parents await her, as does her sister, Thanasia, and other family members who went home before her. Also waiting to welcome her are many of the extra children that she, herself, welcomed into the family and good friends she loved dearly who have also gone on ahead of her – Robbie, Margaret, Mike, Kathy, Darla, Maria and others. And, of course, my father who I’m sure has prepared a special place for her. They are all waiting for her and welcoming her home.

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body like the caterpillar shedding its cocoon to become a butterfly. It is a transition to a higher state of consciousness where we continue to perceive, to understand, to laugh, and to be able to grow.

Mom has gone home. 

We can shed tears that she is gone – or we can smile because she lived and shared her love with us.

We can close our eyes and pray that she will return – or we can open our eyes and see all the joy and love she left us. 

Our hearts might be empty because we can no longer see her – yet we can know that we are full of the loving spirit that she shared with us, 

We can think about her only as someone who is gone – or we can cherish her memory and let it live on.
We can cry, shut ourselves down and be empty inside – or we can do what she would want:

smile, open our hearts, love …

…and go on with the dance. 

My Birthday

Today, April the 8th, is my birthday and I think I’ve finally accepted the idea of being middle aged. However, I still think I’m far from being mature.

Today I will do all my favorite things: meditate, exercise, study, sing, dance and …

Oh yeah …

… eat copious amounts of junk food and drink alcohol until I pass out.

Strange as it seems, some of us treat celebrations, especially of birth, as an excuse to over indulge in self-destructive behavior. We eat too much, drink too much, stay up too late, and, maybe, try to get into some trouble all in the name of having a good time.

It’s almost like we’re saying to Death “come and get me, you bastard, I’m not afraid of you.”

Yes, it is very strange. But then, life itself is strange. We find ourselves, year after year, perpetually spinning around our little star wondering what life on Earth is all about and what, if anything, awaits us after we leave our earthly bodies.

Well, that’s a different discussion.

Today, as I celebrate the occasion of my birth, I humbly offer you, my faithful readers, these words:

 Love and Blessings and all good wishes for Peace Profound.


Unlike Christmas which is always celebrated on the 25th of December, the date for Easter varies from year to year and across different calendar traditions.

It was decided in the early centuries of the Church that Easter would be observed not as a remembrance of a particular date, such as a birthday, but as an acknowledgement of a special experience that is of significance to each individual Christian. The Easter ritual is a collective proclamation of belief in the resurrection expected by every Christian to occur for them in their own lives.

In the standard Gregorian calendar used around the world, Easter is calculated as the first Sunday after the first full moon after the first day of the Spring equinox. If the full moon occurs on a Sunday, Easter is typically observed on the following Sunday. The early Church established this process for many reasons one of which was to distinguish Easter from all other religious events that seem to occur around the beginning of Spring, including the Jewish Passover.

Nevertheless, a lot of non-Christian elements have attached themselves to the celebration. These include Easter Eggs and Easter bunnies that clearly are related to concepts of life, fertility and rebirth but don’t have anything to do with the sacrifice made by Christ on Good Friday.

The key and central premise of Christianity put forth by the early Church is that Christ died on the cross, He was buried and then rose from the dead. His death was a sacrifice for the sake of humanity and His resurrection is the sign that all who believe in Him will likewise escape spiritual death and enter the Kingdom of God. St. Paul acknowledged that this core belief would be a problem for Jews and pagans (1 Cor. 1:23) but it nevertheless is the defining element of Christianity. 

Christ is the universal Lamb whose blood is shed for human redemption. He rose from the dead as a promise that we, too, will live again.

As St. Paul observed “If Christ didn’t rise from the dead, our preaching is worthless and so is our faith.” (1 Cor. 15:14)

Obviously, not every one will believe in the resurrection or accept its significance in the world. To many people, Easter is just a celebration of rebirth in nature connected to many other Spring rituals. However, the resurrection at Easter is the central point of faith in Christianity. To deny this is to deny Christ. You can’t be a Christian if you don’t accept the resurrection at Easter and also acknowledge that the resurrection is a declaration of the redemption of all humanity who choose to accept it.

Easter isn’t about parades, colored eggs, bunnies and chocolate treats: it’s about the blood of the Lamb shed for human salvation and the promise of eternal life with God.

Energy Vampires

It’s not easy being an empath – even one with only mild abilities. It’s difficult to be around any type of sentient being, human or otherwise, without getting caught up in whatever emotional issues the other person is facing. Empaths are highly sensitive to the emotional energy others put out and can easily be overwhelmed and drained by the experience if they don’t take precautions and replenish themselves with alone time.

Maybe one of the worst things for an empath is coming in contact with an “Energy Vampire.” Yes, vampires are real but not all of them feed on blood. Many thrive on emotional and psychic energy and have no remorse about draining their victims dry. Even for non empaths, the energy vampire can be a terrible encounter.

You probably know or have known several energy vampires in your life – you probably just haven’t labelled them as such.

An energy vampire feeds on emotion and you can recognize their presence by the effect they have: Your eyelids become heavy, you feel unusually tired, any joy you had before the encounter is stripped from you, binging on comfort food will seem like a great idea, several encounters might make you have strange, troubling dreams. The vampire will show you no mercy and will feed upon you until you are completely drained. Then, if you manage to replenish your energy, they will return to feed upon you some more. Scary!

There are different types of energy vampires which prefer to feed on different types of emotion. Some will hunt out an appropriate victim though many will actually be drawn to you because you are giving off the correct energy pattern. If you are sad, angry, scared or hurt you might attract a vampire that feeds on that specific emotion. They will appear before you sadder, angrier, more fearful or more hurt and illicit or force a response from you – perhaps compassion, perhaps revulsion, whatever type of emotional energy the vampire desires.

The best defense is to avoid or flee from such an encounter. But sometimes this is not an option. The vampire might be someone you work with everyday, maybe a family member, or maybe some other sort of relationship that prevents you from distancing yourself from the creature.

What can you do?

First, be sure it is really a vampire and not just a one-off pathetic soul in need. Vampires are predictable with clear patterns of behavior. If it’s a vampire it is likely you will have more than one encounter and you will probably become aware of the person’s vampiric history. You might be a victim once but be prepared for secondary attempts. Next identify the type of vampire: is it trying to make you sad, angry, frustrated – what is the desired emotion the creature seeks? Once you determine that, you will be able to deny it the energy it wants.

Stay calm and maintain keen awareness. It is emotion they seek – don’t give it to them. Circumstances might require you to fulfill some sort of societal requirements by spending time with the creature but that doesn’t mean you have to feed it. Avoid having your buttons pushed. Recognize what the creature is after and when you feel yourself being drained interrupt their pattern. If they want sadness, tell them you’ve never really felt that way or tell them a bad joke to break the mood. Frustrate them with your own calmness. If they don’t leave, suddenly remember something else you have to do – but tell them you want to talk to then again, later. Next time you see them, they will be forced by their own condition to start over from the beginning. This gives you time to come up with another way to break their pattern and deny them the energy they need. Very soon they will move on to a more compliant victim and leave you alone. This will become someone else’s problem, to be sure. However, society limits the level of response we can use to defend ourselves in these situations: we cant use the proverbial wooden stake on them.

Now, if you’re an empath, even normal people can drain you of energy and fill you with unpleasant emotions.  So, empaths must train themselves to limit their exposure to other people’s issues. Practicing meditation and self-awareness is the best protection from negative emotional influences.

Goodbye Handshake?

I’m not a big fan of shaking hands – or touching people in general. I have some mild empathic abilities and I find that touching people gives me access to their inner spiritual energy and complexes. Most people have some spiritual issues and, as compassionate as I might want to be, I don’t really like randomly dealing with all that confusion and pain.

However, I do recognize that the handshake is of great importance and significance to people, generally, and to those of Western culture, specifically. Even without developed empathic abilities, grabbing someone’s hand or arm, just like staring deeply into someone’s eyes, puts you in contact with more than the mere physical aspect of the person. Anyone can get a better sense of another’s personality and psychic state by touching them – even if they don’t understand why.

This, I believe, is the real reason the handshake is, perhaps, the most widely used gesture of greeting. And why losing the handshake out of fear of “the pandemic” is a major loss to culture – particularly the culture of the West.

The origins of the handshake are a mystery. Some think it originated in prehistoric times as an indication that people meeting together were peaceful in that they carried no weapons in their hand.


The handshake does not seem to be common in the East where bowing is more the norm. Will bowing become the norm in the West?

What seems to be one of the first depictions of a handclasp is found in a carving from the 9th century B.C. showing an Assyrian king and a Babylonian king sealing an alliance with the gesture. The 8th century B.C. poet, Homer, mentions the handclasp in the epic poems The Iliad and The Odyssey in connection with pledges of trust. In 5th century B.C. Greek carvings, there are depictions of deities clasping hands to indicate a bargain. And the Romans also appear to have used the gesture in this ritualistic way.

Interestingly, the practice was always used to indicate equal status. Deities shook hands with deities, kings with kings, warriors with warriors and so on. A king would never shake hands with a peasant. The handclasp was reserved for people within the same social status. Is this because the psychic energy experienced during the handshake would be too disturbing between people of different families or classes?

Whatever it’s original intention, the handshake really only became a common form of greeting within the past 500 years due largely to the Western concept of an egalitarian society. The idea that everyone was intrinsically equal meant that everyone should shake hands with everyone else. It was rude not to because to avoid such contact meant you believed yourself to be better than others – better not just different. Today, for example, it would be politically unwise for the President of the United States to refuse to shake hands with even the humblest of citizens. Whereas in England, since “class” is still a matter of birth, it is considered inappropriate for a “commoner” to shake hands with a titled individual, much less the Queen. Shaking hands actually appears to force people to agree that they are equal. And this, I think, is a good thing.

Thus, even though I don’t particularly want to touch anyone at random, I still believe that the hand shake serves a powerful purpose in creating bonds of commonality and unity amongst people of all economic and social strata. Losing the ritual handshake because of the dictates of an authoritarian sub-class of the population is a grave injustice and insult to civilization itself.

Cancel Culture Update

In my last post I asked “who will be cancelled next?” Well, it didn’t take long to get an answer. In the past week several people have been cancelled – most notably Pepe Le Pew, a character who might never work again thanks to the cancel culture militia.

More relevant to me, however, are the many films that have now been placed on a conveyor belt to the furnace. Big studios and film distributors have decided (after consultation with Leftist social justice warriors) that some movies are not fit to be seen by decent people. These pictures will now carry a warning label or a taped introduction condemning the works for what George Orwell would call the crime of “wrong think.” The films don’t live up to the current standard of Leftist morality.

You might be wondering, if the movies are so bad, why are they being shown at all – why aren’t they just destroyed or placed in a vault forever like the Oscar winning film “Song of the South” from 1946?

Well, there’s an old joke – a bad joke – that might explain it. It goes like this:       

A travelling salesman goes to a farm and notices a pig with a wooden leg limping around. He says to the farmer, “what’s up with the pig?”

The farmer says, “See that pig – that pig is amazing. Last month there was a fire and the pig woke us all up and rescued us from the flames. We’d all be dead if it wasn’t for that pig. He’s a hero.”

The salesman says. “Wow. But what’s up with the wooden leg?”

And the farmer says, “well, a pig like that – you don’t EAT all at once.”


But it illustrates why the movies are not being destroyed or buried right away.

You see, these are Classic films, prize winning films, films that have been enjoyed by audiences for generations and are consistent money makers. Even soulless studio executives pretending to be “woke” don’t want to go broke. They’ll milk these cash cows for a few more years and hope there will be a change in the political climate before they have to enact a final solution. Slapping a warning label on them, advising that no one should actually approve of these productions, is a wishy-washy way of virtue signalling.

Anyway, here’s a list of a few of them you might want to check out or check up on before they are gone forever.

From Disney Studios:

Dumbo – 1941

Peter Pan – 1953

Lady and the Tramp – 1955

Swiss Family Robinson – 1960

The Jungle Book – 1967

The Aristocats – 1970

Aladdin – 1992

From Turner Classic Movies:

The Jazz Singer – 1927

Tarzan, the Ape Man – 1932

Swing Time – 1936

Gone with the Wind – 1939

The Four Feathers – 1939

Gunga Din – 1939

Stagecoach – 1939

Woman of the Year – 1942

Dragon Seed – 1944

Sinbad, the Sailor – 1947

Rope – 1948

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers – 1954

The Searchers – 1956

Psycho – 1960

The Children’s Hour – 1961

Breakfast at Tiffany’s – 1961

My Fair Lady – 1964

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner – 1967

I’m sure many more classic movies, TV shows, books, art works and people will be joining the ranks of “the damned” very soon.

Who Will be Cancelled Next?

Leftists will try to tell you that “Cancel Culture” isn’t a real thing – and that, even if it is real, it is NOT the same as censorship because it isn’t being done by the government so there’s nothing to worry about.

True to a point. In the time of Joseph Stalin (a hero of Leftists and authoritarians everywhere), governments really did practice an extreme form of Cancel Culture – they could effectively make some people DISAPPEAR – not just kill them but ERASE them from history.

Stalin – King of Cancel Culture

Today, democratically elected leaders (whatever that means) don’t have to get their own hands dirty with the messy stuff that might upset their constituents (donors) – they have a whole army of so-called “free market” allies that are delighted to help get rid of anyone that doesn’t reflect the New World Order Party line. Entities, such as Amazon, Apple, Google, Facebook, Twitter, GoFundMe, EBay, PayPal, network television, cable television, the fake news media, Hollywood celebrities, the late-night talk show hosts, etc. – all are happy, without even being asked, to take a turn at deleting inconvenient people from the public eye. And, although it is currently people claiming to be “Liberals” who do most of the cancelling, “Conservatives” also have done their fair share of erasing history.

Whoever you are, if you are fighting to ban books and shut people up for political reasons you are on the wrong side of history.

Some people have been on a “cancel culture” hit list for years – Shakespeare, Columbus, Wagner – to name a few:  but they’ve proved themselves to be resilient. More recently, Leftists have set their sights on cancelling various past leaders such as George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln(?!) and Theodore Roosevelt as well as Winston Churchill, Sir John A. MacDonald and, of course, Donald J. Trump. Statues and portraits of these people, as well as buildings, streets and parks named after them, are all being threatened with removal. Why? Because they don’t reflect the will of the Party in charge, they don’t conform to the current standards of “Wokeness.”

For readers of my posts, I must explain that “wokeness” has absolutely nothing to do with what I advocate when I suggest that people “Wake Up.” Claiming to be “woke” is just wrapping yourself up in a brightly colored veil of illusion and delusion. To actually be “Awake,” on the other hand, is to be free of the nonsense associated with Leftist cult ideology and other extremist views. Leftists claim they operate from a spiritual base but ignore the fact that demons and Lucifer himself are spiritual beings.

Who’s currently on the chopping block?

Well, Elvis Presley’s house was recently attacked by BLM activists. John Wayne is constantly under threat. Books like Huckleberry Finn, To Kill a Mockingbird, Gone with the Wind and the” Little House” stories, among many others, are barred from classrooms unless heavily redacted. Popeye and Bugs Bunny cartoons are savagely edited before they are aired – if they are shown at all. And when was the last time you saw the Little Rascals or the Dukes of Hazzard on television at all? Shows like The Brady Bunch, Gilligan’s Island, the Beverly Hillbillies, the Muppet Show and other classic programs are only shown accompanied by warning labels – soon they will be gone as well. Product lines that have been around and enjoyed for decades such as Aunt Jamima, Uncle Ben’s, and Land O’Lakes have all gone through a re-branding process to be “less offensive.” Mr. Potato Head is under attack and Dr. Seuss is being vilified.

Many people currently in the public eye are terrified that they will also be cancelled – careers ruined, lives destroyed – if they don’t toe the Party line. One random Tweet from 10 years ago is enough to have an actor banned from Hollywood if he or she was already suspected of “wrong think.”

Laventiy Beria, the head of Joseph Stalin’s secret police, is reported to have said, “You bring me the man and I’ll find you the crime.” This is the standard operating procedure for the cancel culture militia – choose a public or private figure you can’t control and then find something about that person that can be labelled as offensive – then you can cancel them with public support. No one is truly safe, though some people can be protected as long as they are considered useful to the Party.

So, who will be next? Maybe me; maybe you.

Cancel Culture will not stop on its own until, as George Orwell wrote, “Every record has been destroyed or falsified, every book rewritten, every picture has been repainted, every date has been altered … History has stopped. Nothing exists except an endless present in which the Party is always right.”

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