A Real Life Nephew Of My Uncle Sam.
I keep getting rubbish like this on Instagram. Something seems to have changed my algorithm. It's suddenly a lot more right wing drivel and chockful of manosphere content, a lot more Only Fans-lite tit-jigglers, and men in suits talking about women stealing your power. I promise my politics have not made an aggressive handbrake turn. I've not suddenly become a fucking lunatic. It's all American, of course, all this guff. America is a strange, strange place. Not just now, with that monster dismantling it like the Gremlin on the wing in a Nightmare at 20,000 Feet but, like, always. That weird mix of Puritanism, slavery, manifest destiny, wealth 'n' poverty, religious exceptionalism, and its sheer exhausting size and noise, make it illusory and ungovernable. A nation of depraved prudes constantly punching down, excreting a tinselly, too-much superculture and telling the world it's "cool". To be fair, we all believed them. For ages. Not sure what to ...
