The tyranny of stupid

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When the very end arrives

it is only their violence

their lust

their killing

and their laughter

that matter.

They will be the last

you see

and feel

and hear

as they extinguish you.

But long, long before that final humiliation

you must suffer denigration

of everything you hold dear

everything you respect

everything you love.

Imagine how they felt

the ordinary

the educated

the moral

the likes of you and me

in Germany in those early days of Hitler.

Before their own fears came knocking.

Imagine their incredulity

their disgust

their anger

their doubts

their cowardice

when the Brownshirted hoodlums

first beat up on the likes of us in the streets.

Imagine when violence was still too novel

to imagine you'd be next.

And then imagine the epiphany

in your gut

the cold rush of fear

when the violence

suddenly arrives for you

orders barked at you

by violent, primitive thugs

gleeful in the delirium of their complete impunity.

Cruel men. Stupid men. Men with the full backing of a pitiless state.

They ‘disappear’ the likes of you

off the streets

from your homes

from your places of work

with vulgar depravity

and casual violence

and schadenfreude.

You're next if you as much as move a muscle.  

So you will fear these men

the type for whom you only ever felt disdain

not for their despicable acts

but for their incapacity to reason

for their lack of compassion

for their blunt stupidity.

They are now your masters

and the likes of you

to them

are less than losers.

From this point onwards

they only get stronger

more resourceful

more confident

more ruthless

more violent

more brutal.

And when your final day arrives

which it will

no one will be there

to bid you farewell

because you are already long forgotten.

Only they will be there

larger and more callous than ever

reeking with filth, alcohol, and arrogance

to chortle

at your final humiliation

as they herd you into the death pens

like the sheep you have become.

The End