Wow, Majority Rights! Oh … Majority Rights

I found a brilliant and not terribly exaggerated vision of the future of The Nation Formerly Known as America at Majority Rights. My enjoyment was enriched by my having read the essay out of order. Eventually, of course, MR’s particular sensibility is bound to appear, no matter what order you read the essay in, but it was fun while it lasted.

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It’s late summer, 2020 and you’re at home on a typical Tuesday evening and, as usual, sweating profusely in the sweltering summer heat. The fans and air-conditioners are useless because of the rolling blackouts caused by the strain of an additional 200 million people –and counting (added to America since the 1980’s) on the electrical grids. And, naturally, the flak jacket you’re compelled to wear, day and night, isn’t helping.

You consider opening a window, but it’s just too dangerous. Besides keeping the living room window closed helps muffle the noise and “music” the 40 Mexicans next door blast 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Ditto the dining room window on the other side of the house. It helps to slightly muffle the BOOM, BOOM, BOOM the blacks play at their place. Besides, who wants to hear ALL of the screaming and gunshots as the two groups intermittently strive to ambush one another (across your backyard) on a daily basis?

And, as a bonus, by keeping all the windows closed you can barely hear the Muslim prayer calls five times a day. Not to mention that it keeps the smoke out. Yeah, there’s always smoke in the air. If it isn’t from from some riot or gang fight going on somewhere, it’s Detroit everywhere and Devil’s Night every night for the local blacks arsonists.

Even so , closed windows won’t shield your view of the two dead bodies in the street out front: the result of the ongoing Somali vs. Peruvian turf war in your neighborhood. It’s all the worse that they’ve been lying there in the street for two weeks now. There’s no police, no fire department, no nothing - except for the IRS, of course! Death and taxes, you know. And to think, you were once worried about a police state!

Following standard safety protocol, as it’s evening and nearing dark, the wife and kids are huddled together in the basement below. Sure, it’s dark and stiflingly hot down there, but they have a flashlight if they need it and a bucket if they have to go the bathroom.

As you crawl around your house (standing in a home or office just isn’t done - too many random shooters going by), clutching your trusty-rusty shotgun, you happen upon some mail that the US Armed Postal Service delivered this month (they’re back on their usual tri-monthly mail service now!). You come across a newsletter from the Joint Organizations for Keeping English, one of those conglomerations of traditionalist groups who got together in a bunker somewhere and came up with a platform to oppose the outlawing of the English language in the Peoples Republic of North America.

They inform you that, thanks to their lobbying, if you can steal some gas for your Tuk-tuk, sneak out of your favela without getting your throat cut, and find a polling station that has not yet been burnt to the ground or heavily guarded by black, Mexican, Brazilian, Arab, Hindu, Muslim, Native American, Peruvian, Somalian, Iraqi, Iranian, Pakistani, Puerto Rican, Columbian, Venezuelan, Turkish, Hmong, Vietnamese, Cambodian, Thai, Afghani, Chinese, Filipino, Honduran, Nicaraguan, Haitian, or Nigerian thugs, AND IF the voting material is not censored in your area or destroyed or permanently “delayed in transit”, then it is entirely possible, and not beyond the realm of possibility, that your vote may count come this fall….if there are elections this year.

I should mention that jews are not included in the above list because they do not have to control the polling stations. They control the government(s)....