Trainspotting Trump

Of the many shades of horror associated with rogue rule there are passivity and impotence in the face of injustice. The result is mute rage. Who can stand to live there? Normal people choose numbness, trying to somehow selectively obliterate feeling. Who can blame them but it easily ends up going wholesale--the blanketing, encompassing anesthetics of addiction, obsession, compartmentalization and dissociation.

Large-living goes small, a struggle for spiritual survival on a daily basis. The rates of opioid addiction can only get worse now but lesser avenues of escape are more common.

Desensitizing oneself comes at the price of isolation and fear. It is not reality. Sure, bills must be paid. All of the practical needs must be met but the focus narrows to everyday, individual psychic survival at the cost of everything else. It never works in the face of social disintegration because security is a social construct. But the consciences of decent people are stifled anyway by the larger onslaught of inhumanity.

Normal people withdraw from life into whatever existential shelter they can find at the expense of practical considerations and their freedom of conscience. This is a dark vision but it has been imposed on us. We are extras in our own dramas now, our fates determined by lunatics and sociopaths. The Great Recession was a harbinger. The mission is the full abandoning and disenfranchising of common citizens. 

It will be justified as necessary after the next, inevitable crash being compulsively guaranteed by the deregulators. Meanwhile, one foot in front of the other. 

We are reduced to that.