THE OBSCENITY OF THE MEN WHO ARE DESTROYING OUR WORLD
VIOLATION, POWER, WAR, EMPIRE, AND RUIN
I wonder if you feel it too. The obscenity of this moment in history. What does it mean for us? Say about us? I feel its edge drawing scars on me. I taste its acrid flavor on my tongue.
Are you here with me? Is anyone here with us? Are we the only ones who understand what all this is?
“Taking Cuba. I mean, whether I free it, take it. I think I can do anything I want with it,” This is what Trump said today.
Let us analyze this language. Not to play mere language games, but to gain some insight into the horror of what we face now day by day.
These are the words of rape. Let me put it bluntly. “I take it.” “I can do anything I want with it.” These are the terms of slavery. This is the language of dominion.
Dominion is a word with a special and terrible meaning. It mean the power over. I take it. I can do anything I want with it. Absolute power. And power through force, by violence, at the blade of a knife, at the point of a gun. The slaves under the lash.
Dominion is the power that these men seek. I take it. I can do anything I want with it. This is what Epstein did, too. It is the logic of rape, openly stated. And the Epstein class revolts all thinking people precisely because of this obscenity, which underlies the violation of the body and the border.
Now here is Trump, applying this obscenity not just to bodies, but to nations, which contain millions upon millions of them. How far does it go? Where does it end? I take it, I can do anything I want with it. A body. Your own country. That country. This continent. A world. The future. A civilization. Step by step, day by day. To say that I have dominion over you is annihilation itself.
See the thread. Feel it tightening around the neck. Of a civilization. Of history. Of decency. The ancient demons are before us now, laughing.
Wrong.
They are inside us, raging, screaming. What does a demon want to do a body? I take it. I can do anything I want with it. Defile it, violate it, turn it into a weapon. Dominion. Epstein. Women. Trump. The world.
Dominion is the murder of decency. What happens when decency is murdered? What’s left is indecency. And this is what surrounds now. Drowns us. Strangles us, chokes, relentless, omnipresent, gleeful, gloating.
Indecency revels in itself. It’s a form of egotism, malignant, psychotic, all the inner wounds of the unconscious, pure death drive. Broken from reality, morality, its purpose is to break all those just as it was broken.
Now we live in an age of assassinations, conquest, war, violence. Hatred and horror. Stupidity’s stench, idiocy’s speaking in tongues, the slithering of betrayal in the name of possession. All these old evils, rising again, from the grave. Our societies and our futures become corpses inhabited by their demons.
Dominion is about possession. And we are being possessed, in turn, too, by its demons. Does it feel like your society belongs to you anymore? The future? What does? Step by step, night by night, our world is coming undone in this horror.
I take it. I can do anything I want with it.
Such words should chill us all to the bone.
They tell us what happens next, which is what already has, a million times before. This is how civilizations unravel. They become playthings in the hands of men whose only hunger is for conquest, which is death, because it is annihilation, too. This is Thanatos, the name of death, the darkest drive there is in the human psyche. It is unfurling around us. And more and more of us are being possessed by this greatest of demons now.
Let us break this spell, my friends, and lift this curse. Time is short now. The devil, too, has faith only in one thing. Dominion.
Love,
Umair (and Snowy!)


The word you want is "domination". Dominion is something quite different. Quoth Google: "Dominion implies responsible stewardship, authority, or control, often with a protective or nurturing connotation, while domination implies aggressive control, subjugation, and the hoarding of power for selfish gain."
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