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Antifa Jellyfish

3racoon

00:00 / 08:26

Suite No. 7, Tenth Movement:
HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR

Anti-Antifa King

I attended the "No Kings Protest" in my town. Five thousand people attended the rally and held up signs next to the road and waved or cheered if people honked as they drove by. The King gave a speech about the protests the next day: "Good citizens who loyally support me, I have important news about the left-wing lunatic Antifa terrorists and the criminal illegal aliens and the Hamas supporters who participated in the anti-patriotic, anti-Christian, anti-capitalist hate-rallies organized by the most dangerous vermin in the realm. I have good news for our loyal supporters: we developed an effective anti-terrorist procedure to identify and capture the terrorist protesters. We planted spies who took pictures and videos of the vermin protesters. Then with special facial recognition software we quickly identified every Antifa crimimal and terrorist. Next, through a highly sophisticated scientific procedure, members of a special government agency have physically transformed each treasonous protester into the essence of who they truly are so that good citizens can easily identify them. For instance, some protesters transformed into jellyfish that float in the air. These jellyfish seem as harmless as balloons, but their true intent is to drift down and sting and choke good citizens like you to death. You must be extremely vigilent when near these jellyfish-like terrorists. Don't worry, good people of the realm, the military is working quickly to remove all of the killer jellyfish from the realm." I peeked out the window and thought I saw pink jellyfish floating above the street. From a distance, they looked harmless, but I began to wonder if they might actually be deadly terrorist predators.

Antifa Starfish

The King continued, "I have invoked the insurrection act to protect the loyal citizens of this realm. Many of the traitorous protesters turned into starfish who crawl up and down the city walls and drop upon the faces of unsuspecting people and then suffocate them by closing their nostrils and mouths with their deadly appendages and tentacles. I must warn you: these Antifa terrorists have no mercy for anyone, not even good, God-fearing citizens. Again, don't worry, beloved citizens, the military is currently removing all these despicable creatures." I peeked out my window and thought I could see starfish clinging to the city walls.

Antifa Christ

The King continued, "During our anti-terrorist scientific procedure, several Antifa terrorists turned into Jesus look-alikes. Don't be deceived, good citizens: remember that Jesus was actually a dangerous rebel. The Roman Empire executed Jesus to make a good political point, my good citizens. Back in the day, crucifixion served as a public display meant to discourage rebellion and to enforce order through fear, much like acts of lynching--many rebels and leaders who challenged authority in those days suffered death by crucifixion. We must resort to the crucifixion of these deceptive Christ-like imposters, who are actually disruptive rebels and terrorists. If you see one, please notify the authorities." A picture of a Christ-like figure appeared on the TV screen. I peeked out of my window but didn't see any Christ-like Antifa terrorists.

Antifa Criminal Liar

The King continued his speech as a different image appeared on the TV screen, "What you see now, good citizens, are radical left-wing Antifa terrorists who trumpet lies wherever they go. Don't be fooled, my good friends. If you are not careful, these hateful liars will deceive you with their terrorist deceit so they can lull you into submission and then attack you and possibly even devour you!" I looked out the window but couldn't see any Antifa liars anywhere.

Homeless Antifa Chimpanzees

The King continued his speech, "Some of you might have already encountered sad-looking Antifa chimpanzees on the street. Most of them are homeless bums who will steal from you any chance they get. They look vulnerable, but they really intend to rob you. Again, good citizens, be careful around these dirty vermin, the homeless ones especially. The military is in the process of eliminating them. Most of them are being placed in lunatic asylums or shipped off to concentration camps." I couldn't help myself: I peeked out the window again but didn't see chimpanzees anywhere.

Antifa Witch

The King continued, "Some of the Antifa terrorists have revealed their evil inner selves. Many of them have turned into wicked witches who practice black magic with the intent to terrify and drive good citizens insane. If you see any of these evil Antifa witches, please notify us, and we will take care of them." I didn't see any witches when I looked out the window.

Antifa Ogre

"During the experimental anti-terrorist scientific procedure, many Antifa protesters turned into heinous ogres who murder good citizens and keep their skulls as trophies," the King claimed. "We have sent special paramilitary forces to eliminate these evil Antifa ogres."

Antifa Demon

The King continued, "Of course, during our anti-terrorist procedure, many Antifa terrorists have turned into demons. Don't worry, good people, we have organized special paramilitary forces and religious leaders to eliminate these demons from our realm forever!"
I muttered, "Boy, I hope they get rid of those demons soon."

Antifa Snake in a Business Suit

The King continued his speech, "Surprisingly, some of the Antifa terrorists and criminals transformed into snakes dressed in business suits. These Antifa terrorists are obviously trying to look like upstanding citizens--with the intention of maliciously sinking their fangs into your neck when they get a chance." I was almost too afraid to peek out the window.

Antifa Cat Woman

"Some Antifa terrorists, during our scientific procedure, transformed into malicious cat women who seduce good, faithful citizens--with the intention of ruining the reputation of these men and stealing them from their families to tear their hearts out and eat them. The military is rounding them up even now as I speak." I immediately looked out of the window but didn't see any cat women.

Batty Antifa Criminal

The King continued, "Not unexpectedly, some handsome, well-groomed Antifa protesters grew bat-wings during our scientific procedure. Now everyone can clearly see that they are liberal left-wing lunatics--frightful criminals and terrorists, not upstanding citizens. Don't fear, good citizens, the military is rounding them up as I speak. I assure you that we are finding and eliminating all Antifa criminals." I didn't remember seeing any handsome, well-groomed protesters in the crowd during the rally.

Antifa Vultures

"Good Republicans," the King continued, "I am sorry to inform you that some Antifa terrorists and criminals have transformed into vultures. They look like scavengers, but they are actually predators who peck their prey to death. They plunge their heads into the body of their victims as they feast on the innards. Really not very pleasant, I assure you. Stay as far away from these vultures as the military rounds them up." I just had to look out of my window again, but fortunately I didn't see any vultures.

House of Terrorists

The King continued his speech, "We have even sprayed a special chemical on all residences in the cities where the protests occurred to reveal where the Antifa terrorists live. If Hamas supporters or left-wing lunatics reside in a house, for instance, the head of a monster will appear. That way the military will know exactly which houses to raid." I went outside and walked around my house.

Fortunately, I didn't see any monster heads anywhere on my house.

Anti-Antifa Ants

"We have recruited many brave people and insects to be part of our military and paramilitary forces. But don't worry, my brave supporters, they are only searching for evil Antifa terrorists and criminals. We will soon round up millions of Antifa protesters--I guarantee you!" the King exclaimed. I looked out of my window and thought I could see ants carrying tiny machine guns.

Antifa Vermin

"Our main mission now is to round up all the Antifa vermin and deport or exterminate them as quickly as possible. Not one of them will escape justice, I guarantee you, my good, loyal supporters!" the King thundered as he ended his speech.

Antifa Fool

Suddenly I wondered what kind of creature I had turned into. I gazed in the mirror and discovered that I was just the same old fool that I have always been. I was so glad that I had somehow managed to avoid the King's anti-terrorist procedure--so happy that I enjoyed a long walk in the forest.

The How to Fit in with Fascism Guidebook

jagn26

00:00 / 04:47

Suite No. 7, Eleventh Movement:

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR

Portal to a Better Life

As I was hiking through the forest, I found a booklet entitled, How to Fit into a Fascist Society. I picked it up and began reading. The first page included this passage: "If you have found this guidebook, you are on the right path. Not far from you is a portal to a better life."

Lab for Creating a Better Life

Curious, I picked up the pace and soon found what looked like a portal arching over the path. I stepped through it and immediately found myself in a lab of some kind. A scientist approached me and smiled warmly while chirping, "Welcome to our lab! We are here to create a better life for you by helping you to adapt to the new fascist regime. All you need to do is drink this potion, and you will adapt to every situation in our wonderful new society."

Devouring Truth in Media

She continued, "In our new society, you no longer need to worry about annoying facts. You will watch news shows that entertain you with half-truths and outright lies. You will never be bothered by the unpleasant truths anymore. That way, you get to live a much happier life," she claimed cheerfully.

Devouring the Capitol

She continued, "You will no longer need to worry about voting anymore. In this new society, we have eliminated those bothersome branches of government known as the legislative and judicial branches. Our beloved king is the supreme leader of the land now. He takes care of everything for all of us! Most of the members of congress have realized that our beloved leader is always right. The people now only follow the king's executive orders and directives so congress members don't even need to bother passing legislation anymore!" she exclaimed. In my mind's eye I envisioned a monster devouring the capitol building.

Devouring the Justice System

As the scientist continued, I envisioned a monster eating a courthouse, "Nowadays nobody is silly enough to enforce judicial injunctions that attempt to put a stop to our dear leader's wonderful policies and executive orders and directives. Everyone here knows that the king only wants what's best for all of us. No one has ever really trusted judges or congress members to make the right decisions anyway. Only our beloved leader can do that."

Justices Allowing the Invocation of the Insurrection Act

The scientist continued, "The Supreme Court has ruled that our beloved leader can do whatever he feels like--I mean, whatever he deems necessary. The justices have granted full immunity for all of the kings's actions, including the extrajudicial execution of potential criminals and enemies--without due process--who might be planning to perform threatening or illegal acts. The justices have even decided that our dear leader can invoke the insurrection act--even if no rebellion or invasion is occurring anywhere in our realm. That way military forces can always protect us from anyone who might be a terrorist."

Military in Front of a Polling Place

I imagined soldiers on every street in every city and felt a little uncomfortable. "What if people are afraid that ICE agents or the National Guard or the military are going to arrest them for their opinions or that the military forces are going to profile them based on the color of their skin or the language that they are speaking?" I asked. "And if military forces stand in front of a polling place, many people might be too afraid to vote."
"Like I said, nobody in our wonderful realm needs to vote anymore," the scientist laughed.

Monster Eating a Polling Place

In my mind's eye, I envisioned a monster devouring a polling place. "Can you really trust a dictator to do the right thing if he controls a massive military force that polices and dominates the entire population?" I asked the scientist.
"Of course, silly," she replied. "Don't you have any faith in our dear leader?"

A Decent Job in the Fascist Era

Then the scientist handed me the potion. "We now live in a perfect society. We have engineered it that way for you and all the people of this realm. Here, take this potion. If you do, you will be able to adapt easily through your own imagination and willpower to every situation in our new society."
I drank the potion and suddenly discovered myself working in a huge warehouse. During busy periods such as holidays, I always had to work overtime. Vacations were frozen during peak seasons. Overtime proved to be quite stressful for me--I often had to work up to 60 hours a week. I was never noticed, and my concerns were never acknowledged by management. I soon lost all motivation to work even though once upon a time I had a good work ethic. The work was just so repetitive and mind-numbing. When I was stowing or packing, which was most of the time, I had to stand for long periods, which was hard on my legs and feet. I got so bored that I could hardly concentrate, and because the work was so grueling, I was always sore and fatigued by the end of the day. The pay was not great. I was living paycheck to paycheck. I felt depressed and small and isolated in the huge warehouse even though a lot of people were always shuffling around me. Constant work with very little human interaction made me feel alienated. I began to feel like I needed a new job that wasn't quite as difficult.

A Better Job?

Thanks to the potion and my willpower and imagination, I became a chimpanzee riding a bicycle in a circus. I loved my new job because I had always felt free while riding a bicycle, and I had always wanted to be an entertainer.

Too Many Bills

I had to pay a lot of bills, but I was making very little money. I soon realized that I needed to live in a different situation or find a different job.

Not Friends

The king had sent troops into every major city. The military and paramilitary forces kidnapped immigrants and dissenters and gay and transgender people and people of color and sent them to concentration camps or exterminated them without due process. Also, the king sent out monsters to devour unpatriotic anti-capitalists and anti-Christians and anti-fascists and all the other anti-this or anti-thats that the king could think of. I knew that I needed to become really small so that the military and the monsters wouldn't notice me. Thanks to the potion, I turned myself into a tiny human. The monsters didn't notice me at all (bad eyesight, maybe?), and I could quickly hide as soon as the military began pounding on my door.

Friends

I eventually made friends with a cockroach who would help me find crumbs to eat. We even hid together when we needed to. Oddly, my friend had three antennae, but that really didn't bother me that much.

Flying Cow

After being terrified by the military and the monsters more than a few times, I decided that I needed to fly away. Thanks to the potion, I immediately became a cow with large wings. My cockroach friend climbed onto my back, and together we flew out of the window.

Armegeddon Fire

I knew that a civil war had started, but I didn't know how bad it had gotten. My friend and I flew over a battle where a conflagration was raging. It seemed that Armageddon had begun and that few were destined to survive.

Shiva Dancing

My friend and I flew to the ocean, where we found Shiva dancing on the shore. "Are you destroying democracy or human society in general?" I asked.
"Through destruction, I liberate," Shiva responded.
"Oh," I replied, not feeling liberated. Then I flew away with my friend still on my back.

Leo the Flying Lion

jup24

00:00 / 05:32

Suite No. 7, Twelfth Movement:

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR

God of the Hunt

Before we flew away from the fascist realm, my cockroach friend and I developed a way to communicate with each other. I discovered that my friend could make soft hissing and chirping sounds, so I developed a way of asking him questions. My friend doesn't have ears, but he can feel vibrations. He might not completely understand human language, but he has an amazing ability to understand the meaning of different tones of voice. Since in our fascist society it is extremely difficult to determine if something is real or not, I would ask my friend yes or no questions. My friend, as a cockroach, is hyper-aware of his surroundings--so much so that he can even understand the current political situation--his survival, like mine, depends on that ability. He would often watch TV with me when I turned on the news. He soon became an astute political analyst, and I would usually ask my friend if something said on TV was real by holding up both hands in a questioning gesture and then by touching his left antenna. He would hiss twice if the answer was "no" and chirp once if the answer was "yes." (Usually he hissed twice.)
As we were flying towards the forest, I became extremely worried that we wouldn't survive long if I remained a cow. I got so upset that I suddenly turned into a lion, which was a good thing--in order to survive in nature, you often need to act fierce. (Thank goodness that the scientist's potion, combined with my willpower and imagination, was still enabling me to shape-shift.)
My cochroach friend also proved to be psychic. After we landed in an abandoned Native American village site in the forest, a God of the Hunt appeared just before a deer crashed through the brush. Since I didn't want to risk throwing my friend off of my back, I didn't chase after it. I pointed at the God and held up my hands in a questioning gesture. My friend chirped once.

Ghostly Pioneer

Eventually as we wandered through the forest, I encountered the ghost of a pioneer. I pointed at the ghost and held up my hands in a questioning gesture. My friend again chirped once.

Singing Arias

We stopped to rest by a stream. I could hear a man on the other side of the stream belting out lovely arias, but I couldn't see him anywhere. My friend could feel the vibrations, so when I asked if the music was real, he chirped once. My friend and I crossed the stream and searched all over the hills for the man (or the angel), but we couldn't find anyone--even though he continued singing loudly.

Faery in Lupine and Poppies

Eventually we came to a meadow blanketed by lupine and poppies. Suddenly I noticed a faery gently touching the flowers. I pointed to the faery and held up my hands. My friend again chirped once.

Earth Mother

As we continued exploring the forest, I encountered a Goddess who appeared to be an Earth Mother. She seemed to be asleep or in deep meditation. I didn't want to disturb her, but I wanted to know whether or not my senses were deceiving me. I pointed to the Goddess and my friend softly chirped once.

Mountain Lion by Stream

We came to another stream and suddenly encountered a mountain lion. Since we were similar species, we were immediately attracted to each other and soon became fast friends. She wasn't even slightly disturbed that a cockroach was riding on my back.

Brown Bear by Stream

The mountain lion and cockroach and I hung out together by the stream for awhile. One day, a brown bear suddenly appeared by the stream and roared--as though claiming the territory. I sat down to let my cockroach friend slide down my back--I didn't want him to get injured in the battle. Then I and the mountain lion attacked the brown bear. Soon the bear high-tailed out of there.

Western Tanager by Stream

We returned to the area that we called home, and suddenly I saw a tanager eating my cockroach friend. I rushed over to save my friend, but the bird swallowed him before I could get there. Then it quickly flew away. I roared in anger and sorrow and felt tears streaming down my face. I wandered alone into the forest and remained inconsolable for days.

Poking my Head Out of a Hole

I felt such grief that I turned back into a human being. Feeling vulnerable, I crawled into a hole. Eventually I poked my head out of the hole and decided to search for some food.

Forest Temple

I eventually found a temple in the forest--a golden pyramid with a balanced cross on top. I wasn't sure that I could believe my eyes. Unfortunately my cockroach friend wasn't there to tell me whether or not it was real. I walked around the temple but couldn't find a door. I walked up some steps and touched the pyramid. Suddenly a door opened, and I stepped inside.

Queen of Wands

As though I were suddenly in another dimension, the inside of the temple seemed to expand. In front of me a Queen sat on her throne. She held up a sunflower in one hand and a wooden wand in the other. Familiar with the Tarot, I immediately recognized her as the Queen of Wands. The Queen spoke, "You are a knight. It is time now for you to become a Knight of the Element of Fire."

Knight of Wands

Somehow, inside the temple, I became a knight riding a horse through the desert near some pyramids. I felt a courage and strength and discipline that I had never experienced before.

Mars God of War

Eventually I encountered the God of War surrounded by flowers. The Queen spoke again, "You are ruled by a great King--the God Mars, who will fill you with great courage and power and strength so that you can fight for justice wherever you are. Through justice, you will establish order and harmony."

Venus Goddess of Love

The Queen continued, "Remember that Mars experienced an intense relationship with the Goddess Venus. Mars contains the potent, divine masculine life forces of strength and courage, and Venus contains the divine feminine life forces of love and beauty. Together, they reveal that, through love, the divine masculine and the divine feminine are a deeply powerful combination."

Saturn Father of the Gods

Suddenly the God Saturn appeared in the temple. The Queen continued, "Saturn is the Father of the Gods, a God of the harvest, a God of abundance. Saturn establishes the basis for physical manifestion on the earth. Remember, brave knight, that all creatures who live in the physical world must die. Even the greatest mountains eventually break down. Death and change can cause terrible bitterness and sorrow. Do not fear: as physical beings, we transform in life and in death to experience a greater awakening, a deeper understanding of our purpose."

King of Wands

Suddenly the King of Wands appeared in the temple. The Queen continued, "Someday, brave knight, you might command the power of Fire within youself--so well that you also become a King in complete dominion of yourself and your realm--despite all the sorrows and terrors of this world. Keep the faith, my brave knight--continue your fight for justice and harmony."

Sin City Magician

tree

00:00 / 05:36

Suite No. 7, Thirteenth Movement:
HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR

Apartment in Sin City

After I had lived in Sin City (also known as the El Dorado District) for several months, I discovered that my neighbor is a magician. He offered to help me survive this fascist era--for a small fee. He claimed that he could transform me into a different shape of my choice, human or animal--that way, no fascist would be able to recognize me. He also claimed that if I wasn't happy with the shape, all I needed to do was shout out the safe word "antifa." He would hear me and shape-shift me into some other form of my choosing.

Seraph (Burning One)

I gave a check to the magician. Then I asked him to change me into a seraph, a burning one--an angel of fire. I thought for sure that fascists would be intimidated by me, but I soon discovered that people were not afraid of me--a lot of people just wanted to kidnap me and sell me to a science lab or a museum or a zoo. I felt like a circus attraction, and I soon tired of the attempts to kidnap me. I shouted my safe word, "Antifa!" Then I pleaded, "Turn me into a fly!"

Huge Fly

I thought that as a fly I would be so small and fast that most people wouldn't see me or pay any attention to me. Unfortunately, I shape-shifted into a huge fly, and people tried to smash me with baseball bats or shovels. Fortunately, I could quickly fly away from them all. One person slowly approached me, claiming to be a scientist. He assured me that he only wanted to study me and perhaps conduct a few painless experiments on me. "Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into a bird!"

Peacock on Display

Suddenly I turned into a peacock. My irridescent feathers attracted many people. Children especially liked to chase me in an effort to pluck out my most scintillating feathers. I discovered that I was capable of short-distant flight, but I soon grew tired of the constant attempts to pluck out my feathers. The kids were almost as bad as fascists.

Turkey in the Wild

After awhile, I became so fed up that I yelled, "Antifa! Turn me into a turkey!" After I transformed into a turkey, I managed to fly over a wall and scurry into a forest. I thought that people would leave me alone since I was a unattractive--at least compared to the peacock. I didn't remember that a lot of people hunt wild turkeys for Thanksgiving. A few people shot at me. One even tried to kill me using a bow and arrow. "The hunters are as bad as fascists!" I thought to myself.

Wildcat about to Pounce

I wondered if I might be safer as a squirrel. After all, if a predator attacked me, I could climb a tree or dive into a hole. However, I soon discovered that mountain lions soundlessly stalk squirrels and pounce on them. After mountain lions had tried to pounce on me more than three times, I decided that I needed to shape-shift into something else. "Wildcats are as bad as fascists," I mumbled.

King in a Hole

"Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into a king!" I thought that if I were a king, people would fear me and bow down to me. Unfortunately, as a squirrel, I had grown fond of the comfort and safety of a deep, dark hole. I also discovered that most people really don't like kings much. More than one subject tried to assassinate me. Apparently they thought I was being some kind of royal fascist. Unfortunately I was a little too vulnerable all by myself as a king in the forest. I needed guards and an army to protect me--but that wasn't part of the deal I had struck with the Sin City magician.

Gnome in Lupine and Poppies

"Antifa!" I yelled. "Turn me into a gnome!" I thought that if people saw me, they would be nonplused or fascinated or think that I was cute and magical. Unfortunately a lot of people chased me, hoping to capture me and sell me to a circus or a zoo or a science lab. I thought that if I were going to be different, I also needed to be extremely powerful, more powerful even than an oligarch or a dictator.

Saturn on His Throne

"Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into a God!" I sat on a throne by the sea. People pretended to worship me, but almost all of them wanted something from me, like great wealth or power. Many wanted to be fascists so they could dominate other people. After awhile I just got sick of it. I wanted people to leave me alone. I decided to shape-shift into a monster.

Troll

"Antifa!" I yelled. "Turn me into a horrible-looking troll!" As a troll, I frightened everyone. Most people scurried away from me in absolute terror. I thought that was great fun at first, but after a long time without any human companionship, I started to get a little lonely. I wanted to be a God again, but one who could make lovely, haunting music and maintain some kind of relationship with people.

Pan

"Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into the God Pan!" I liked making music and mixing with friendly people who just wanted to live a satisfying, rustic life. Fascists didn't like the happiness and contentment that we were all experiencing, however. They wanted people to hate each other and hurt each other. The fascists tried to cage me many times. I, of course, as a powerful God, could become quite violent. However, I didn't like harming people, not even fascists.

Goat in a Butcher Shop

Since I was so happy as a goat god, I decided that maybe the fascists would leave me alone if I were just a goat. I hoped the magician could still hear me. It had been a while since I had last used my safe word. "Antifa!" I yelled. "Turn me into a goat!" I didn't know then that goat meat happened to be the most consumed meat in the world. Soon I found myself in a butcher shop--and I had to shape-shift fast into something else.

Coyote on a Suburban Street

"Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into a coyote!" I thought as a coyote that I would be able to live peacefully in the forest, but soon developers cleared away all the trees and built houses everywhere in the foothills. Soon, my territory was gone. I had to scrounge for food in the suburbs. People didn't like me eating their pets, however. A few of them hounded me throughout the neighborhood.

Child Separation

Just before a hunter was about to shoot me, I exclaimed, "Antifa! Turn me into a human child!" I thought that maybe humans would treat me with a bit more tenderness if I were a baby. A man and a woman soon adopted me. I was happy with them for quite a while, but then masked men without identification took my parents away and sent them to a concentration camp without due process.

Polar Bear on Melting Ice

I was tired of what humans were doing to each other. "Antifa!" I shouted. "Turn me into a polar bear!" Unfortunately there wasn't much ice left due to global warming. I didn't like swimming all the time in ice-cold water. I realized then that I was occasionally happier as a human being. I ended up thinking a long time about what kind of human I wanted to be.

Juggler (Two of Pentacles)

"Antifa!" I exclaimed. "Turn me into a juggler!" I soon found myself juggling pentacles within a ribbon shaped like an infinity symbol while I danced and sang. I enjoyed entertaining people (who sometimes threw money at me). As a juggler, I didn't threaten the fascists, and they ignored me. I was finally kind of happy--as happy as I could be within the current circumstances.

Dog Chasing a Fancy Car

mrch24

00:00 / 04:18

Suite No. 7, Fourteenth Movement:

FASCISM SO FAR--DOGS OF THE MASTER RACE

Chasing a Woman

Young pups born into the master race are encouraged to chase fancy cars and women.

Chasing Money

They are also trained to chase money until they have made a huge pile of it--giving them control over the political and economic system and perpetuating the power of the master race.

Preparing for War

Alpha males train young dogs to fight like wolves to protect the property and status of the master race.

Inferior Race

The leaders of the master race show young pups how to exploit the members of an inferior race. For instance, they reveal how to recruit the worst human beings to be leaders, such as fraudsters who constantly lie and cheat and spread hate and commit crimes and feel no compunction about harming or killing other people--the most heartless narcissists who are greedy and easily bought off, in other words. The dogs know that if a demagogue is hateful enough and divisive enough, he can fill the hearts of many creatures of the inferior race with intense negativity that manifests within them as emotional storms.

Black Heart

The leaders of the master race know that when enough hearts are filled with hatred and fear, conflict is inevitable--and humans turn against each other instead of turning against the dogs who rule.

Emotional Storm

Sometimes the negativity within human hearts builds up to such a degree that intense emotional storms explode and seriously harm or kill many humans--while the dogs of the master race benefit.

Indigenous Woman in a Storm

For intance, intense emotional storms directed at indiginous peoples over many centuries eventually resulted in the death of millions--but allowed the dogs of the master race to take over much of their land.

African American Woman in a Storm

The master race whipped up emotional storms that targeted a group of people because of their DNA--in other words, their dark skin color--which manifested as a system of slavery that perpetuated fascist tyranny for centuries.

Gay Man in a Storm

The leaders of the master race command human politicians to encourage hate crimes and to discriminate against humans who are simply different from others in some way, but who aren't breaking any laws or harming anyone--because that diverts the rage of the humans away from the dogs.

Transgender Person in a Storm

The leaders of the master race of dogs especially like it when human politicians spew hatred at the most vulnerable members of human society. People filled with rage and fear often target the most vulnerable because powerful politicians often appear to have granted permission to do so.

Woman in a Storm

The leaders of the master race of dogs encourage politicians and insecure men to keep finding ways to exploit and oppress and subjugate half of the population.

Old Man in a Storm

The leaders of the master race of dogs consider old people no longer useful to them and encourage politicians to limit access to medical care and nursing home care and nutrition for the elderly.

Invading the Capitol

Eventually the leaders of the master race decided to overthrow democracy so that they could have absolute power, and the dogs told the politicians to ignore the law by sending the military to invade cities in the realm--the leaders of the master race wanted to instill fear so that the inferior race would believe that dogs have total control.

Bombing Protesters

The leaders of the master race believed that they should be able to maintain domination by shooting or bombing protesters who didn't like what the dogs are doing. The dogs promised to protect the people filled with fear and rage--if they sided with the master race.

War at the End of the World

The rulers of the master race often whipped up emotional storms in the masses so that the dogs could unleash unjustified wars--and steal more land and resources.

Symbiotic Relationship (Man is Dog's Best Friend)

The leaders of the master race perpetuated the illusion that dogs have a symbiotic relationship with the inferior race. They even let members of the inferior race ride on their backs as a way to give the inferior race a sense of superiority over the master race--the dogs all the while knowing that the slaves of the inferior race are always working and fighting and dying for them.

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