Most human minds are as mouldable as plastecine.
The history of the 20th century and that which is being written at the beginning of the 21st, is a lie – almost all of it. It was not important that every detail was changed, but it was important that the major events, and what led up to them, were changed. In so doing, it became necessary to change the minor details so that they remained in accord with the world of lies. Heroes were made villains and villains were made heroes.
Each and every day, from birth to death, we occupy a world in which the presented reality has little to do with what has happened, is happening or will happen.
Bread and circuses has been the modus operandi, and it has worked. The vacuous bimbos of Hollywood and the obedient media sheep are its supreme manifestation. War crimes are presented as deeds of derring-do and their instigators and perpetrators lauded.
But now the West is running out of bread and the circus doesn’t seem so funny anymore.
Does that mean that Reality will emerge? I have grave doubts. The lies are too comfortable in their facilitation of a sense of herd righteousness. The ability to see what is in front of one’s own face becomes ever-rarer.
What a dreadful (full of dread) mess the world is in.