Democracy Raised from the Dead: How to Change Your Wife’s Mind

Friends on Facebook can break your heart, for instance when an old school buddy unfriends you for politics.

Was their last comment, “I can’t even with you people,” as if you weren’t an individual, one they’d known for years?

Politics can be even harder in one's own family. One of my Facebook friends – who happens to post on-target content about elite corruption – just unloaded about his wife screaming at him “woke” talking points she learned from late-night “comedians.”

I’m guessing she didn’t see my KILL YOUR TV bumper-sticker in the 1990s. Nationwide mainstream coordinated narratives induce hysteria like "Trump Derangement Syndrome" as trauma-based mind control. I too was a victim so I know such hypnosis is hard to break.

I love my friend's political posts and want him to thrive. So here’s my marital advice for him:

Reframe this as a war between invisible forces.
One force is a diffuse blob. The force for truth is like an an arrow.
Let arrows fly through the diffusion.

Yeah, I have been divorced. How did you know? Yes, my last boyfriend hated that I got so “professional” when he was trying to torpedo me. I successfully commanded myself to “be a computer” in the face of his irrational attacks. The relationship was devastating but I’m grateful for how it trained my mind to be an arrow when the rest of me is emotionally fraught. Heart pounding, brow sweating, I learned how to be impersonal within intimacy. Sad to say, love can be a martial art.

Happy Independence Day! July 4, 2019

Endless propaganda, Hollywood distractions, and ruthless false flags have brainwashed most people to some degree. Think of this as the Zombie Apocalypse. How can we have loving relationships with the zombies? Of course the dictum stands that “You can’t love another until you love yourself.” Political tension can be an alert to love our Self in a deeper and more expansive way than we imagined. I humbly call it Christ Consciousness.

But... how to deal with these idiots?

You may see them as addicts dependent on establishment brain-doping. But pretend YOU could be wrong. “Yes, I may be misled. Can you point out what specific mistake I made?” Act as if you may switch to “their side.” In fact, ordinary folks do belong on the same team, no matter how pathetic our weakest links.

Be genuinely respectful. I have to psych myself out of justified contempt, into humility. My trick is to recall the possibility that this zombie may report me to FBI, go full-on BLM/Antifa arson/homicide, or whatever Rachel Maddow suggests. This demented maniac may act on the premise that I’m killing the planet, spreading disease, whatever. Treat them like they’re on a bad LSD trip. No jolts.

Pray for the patience of a saint, and thank God for this opportunity to overcome your own human frailty. We may feel powerless in the face of totalitarian brainwashing. But our spiritual strength grows from self mastery, not from our power over others.

Stick to very simple concepts like “Divide and conquer.” Don’t challenge these intellectual toddlers with too much truth. Keep the conversation within a context they can understand. It will feel lonely and dishonest. But you don’t want infants to squall.

Name their emotions and honor their feelings without justifying their erroneous rationale. Their ideas are the enemy, not the person. Respecting the zombie’s feelings decreases their urge to dehumanize us.

Find anything that validates their identity beyond their cult’s ideas. That will satisfy their need to feel superior, while steering them away from the establishment cult. Reframe the basis of their self-esteem and dignity.

Open up to their perspective: “Is there anything in the mainstream narrative that seems questionable to you?” Reduce their fear of a discussion.

Thinking is painful for them. Don’t challenge any belief directly with, “That’s a lie. You’re wrong.” Use indirect routes to undermine the toxic belief. “Some doctors and nurses are forfeiting their careers rather than get a vax.” Or how about the stalwart, “My body, my choice”? Stay vague.

Focus on an equivalent target, for instance, mainstream media’s dishonesty rather than the zombie’s beloved (depraved) “expert.” Establish a general theme like betrayal by authority, then let the “follow the science” dupe do the math. Allow the conversation plenty of space and silence.

I’m sorry we have these cretins in our life. Let our shared suffering be our own bond. We won’t gloat about how superior we are to these morons; it’s not their fault they’re destroying human rights worldwide. They deserve our pity.

You know that moment when you stared in shock at a person, realizing you love them? That surprise has hit me lately in my most awkward moments, surrounded by people whom I wanted to like me but whose political outlook is aggressively stupid. Even in a crowd, I stood my ground and spoke up in a clear but friendly fashion. In those situations, I realized I’ve become the sort of fearless person I adore.

Praise folks who have your back in this zombie apocalypse but... be your own champion.

Confident in your independence, you can smile pleasantly and say, “Make America great again,” or “CIA smuggles hard drugs onto our streets. It’s documented,” or, “The people who murdered JFK still control USA,” or “Spend three minutes researching Building 7.”

Mainstream media and political parties are designed to keep us fighting among ourselves instead of addressing elite crime syndicates. But I am grateful for my loved ones who are brainwashed to ignore the globalist Bush/Clinton cabal. I used to be one of those ordinary folks who unwittingly cave to enemies of democracy. Their (puny, insipid?) souls remind me bigly to be big league now.

Don’t “divorce the pussy-hat nag,” embrace her as the greatest spiritual weapon against your own self doubts. Are you an American, with unalienable rights? Are you are a symbol of all of us being created equal? Indeed, you are a living beacon of freedom to the world. We patriots can be the “greatest generation,” right now.

Also, tell your wife I think you’re wonderful.

The author VC Bestor is
Director of the non-profit FangedWilds.org

a project encouraging women to engage constructively with apex predators.

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