by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Have I got a metaphor for you, asshole.
We all know that Western civilization is going down. America is a sinking ship. Let me say that again: America is a sinking ship. Yeah, yeah, we’ve all heard that same figure of speech for years and years. You keep hearing the comparison because – deep down – you know that the country is just about to be submerged.
When the ship of state is taking on water, there is only one course of action. You cannot repair anything. You need to abandon ship, not try to save the vessel. The worst thing that you can do is to try and patch a sinking ship. Fixes won’t work, mends will only create more holes and make things worse – and, most dangerous of all, renovation work will only delay your own escape.
The sooner you decide to get off the ship, the more likely you find fully-provisioned life boat. The sooner you abscond, the better your chances of getting a life raft all to yourself. The sooner you get away from the vessel, the faster you will make your way to dry land.
You are not to blame for any of this. You did not cause the ship to go under – you did not bring about this disaster. Just as was beyond your control stop the collision, so it is not your responsibility to save anyone else in this calamity.
You don’t ever want to warn the rest of the passengers. The more people rushing toward the lifeboats will only reduce your own chances of getting away. The populace is doomed no matter what; there won’t be enough life rafts for all of them anyway. Their survival is not your concern. Their demise is their own business. Your only objective is to get the hell away. Saving yourself is all that matters.
You want to be off that doomed vessel before anyone else realizes what is happening. Don’t raise an alarm; just slip over the side before anyone notices.