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January 10, 2014

The purveyors of the utopian vision would have us believe they are doing us a favour

by facing down the monocled toffs, mega-bonus bankers and goose-stepping genocide enthusiasts who are out to get us.
But while we are free to snub these right-wing bogeymen, they give us no such choice. They are tolerant of everything, save dissent. And anyway, they’re the puppet masters now. Their anti-establishment poses are meaningless, because they are the establishment. They are not sticking it to the man, because they are the man. It’s cognitive dissonance gone ape. They sit on the bridge of the progressive Death Star and lecture us on peace, humility and free love, seemingly oblivious to the absurd juxtaposition. - - We Are the Radicals Now

Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 10, 2014 10:30 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Reminds me of this Hipster/Diversity Hitler vid:

Posted by: Czar of Defenestration at January 11, 2014 5:57 AM

From the comments section ...

'Bourgeois values are the new transgressive."

Way too true, and I wish I had said that. I've been watching the hippies since visiting Haight-Ashbury in 1969 on a Junior High field trip. They haven't aged very well. As a late vintage boomer, I actively rejected a significant chunk of their values (admittedly I did like some of the music). Bourgeois morality will outlast the hippies and the hipsters.

Posted by: RKV at January 11, 2014 12:50 PM

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