Indeed, those who are infinitely forgiving of the deadbeat core of America are "meta" deadbeats.
Deadbeats, as opposed to what? Deadbeats as not only opposed to populist activists, but as opposed to life and death patriotic accountability.
Social passivity is now a crime against humanity. Democracy is not a free ride. You have to pay to ride, and the price for freedom, as always, is social responsibility and that's a word deadbeats don't even know how to spell.
Deadbeats are America's "scabs" and "enablers". They benefit from the patriots and activists, but they contribute nothing. The Little Red Hen comes to mind, and the deadbeats (i.e., most of our neighbors and relatives) are only too willing to pig out at the table courageously provided by the labor of vulnerable progressives, independents, and even moderates.
Perhaps the essence of a deadbeat is indifference to participatory social reality. This is interestingly similar to the perennial Republican pervasion of our countries rough and tumble individual beginnings, i.e., government are always bad and the country should be solely under the control of the pig, pig rich.
We are, after all, a juvenile on the palate of history compared to countries filled with political activist populations. True, all countries (alas) have their deadbeats, but some of them have learned that a populace of political passivity is a host for such social poisons of oligarchy, theocracy, and fascism.
While the deadbeats move about like cattle, the fascists behave like wolves. And the fascist wolves, in turn, are the police state controlled by astronomically rich elites (0.5% of the world's population). And at the base of it all, are the deadbeats because they are the "glue" which keeps functional the social structures within which the elites run rampant.
It's exceedingly interesting to note that many folks are very defensive about deadbeats and say its "uppity" for us to criticize them. This is like falling in love with a tumor.
Make no mistake, the political aloof (for whatever reason) are the Yellow Brick Road for the vampire rich.
H. G. Wells embellished this duality in his novel, The "Time Machine", by reducing the deadbeats (aka, enablers and scabs) to literal food for the monstrous elites.
Are things really so different now?
Our elite slaughter houses are different (e.g., cannon fodder oil wars, Africa and aides, and New Orleans type “punishments”, etc.), but hamburger is hamburger.
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W. Christopher Epler (Bill)
