Dystopia” by Boyd Rice


    dys·to·pi·a: n. – A society characterized by human misery, as squalor, oppression, disease, and overcrowding; An imaginary place or state in which the condition of life is extremely bad, as from deprivation, oppression, or terror; An imaginary place where people lead dehumanized and often fearful lives; an imaginary place where everything is as bad as it possibly can be, or a vision or description of such a place.


We are told that the function of evolution is to perfect the species. Man adapts and mutates constantly, discarding characteristics that hinder his survival, and assimilating those that strengthen it. Given that premise, the human race could evolve into the much-heralded Superman: a living God.Look around. And think again.

Are we seeing the survival of the fittest? Or could it be the survival of the unfittest? What do you see? The decline of intelligence year after year, accompanied by the radical increase of numbers.

Do we still operate under the Divine Right of kings? Do people at the top still call the shots? Or did idealism of rule absolutely collapse, favoring only those who find ways to profit from the Dystopia? As bottom-feeders set the agenda, everyone is reduced to being treated no better than the lowest rung by a dumbed-down, idiot-proofed nanny state. It’s not that the lunatics are running the asylum, but with democracy’s deification of Victimhood, lunatics are coddled and subsidized, and the productive are their slaves.

It is said that the state, the system, the rich inflict on these Victims a hideously poor self-esteem. But could it be that these Victims are actually enjoying a self-esteem propelled to majestic heights unjustified by capability or accomplishment? In the Dystopia, delusions are accommodated, and the humiliation of ineptitude remains a thing of the past. The Dystopia motivates all who wear the thorned crowns of Victimhood, delusion and ineptitude.*

The feelings and emotion of Victimhood slay logic and reason, winning every battle of the Dystopia. Hysteria is Dystopia’s tyrannical God.

People who recognize the rise of the Dystopia often lack the detachment to accommodate perspective. These individuals believe that if enough people were aware of the Dystopia, then the vermin would disappear, and the downward course of the Dystopia would somehow reverse itself. But the Dystopia is so vast and all-encompassing, it pervades every aspect of modern life. With the Dystopia, the only cure is fatal to all of us.

Hating the Dystopia solves no problems, and doesn’t get you anywhere but the insane asylum. One must love the Dystopia. That’s right. Love it. Dystopia is your friend. Savor the suffering, take pleasure in the misfortune of others. Become the proverbial one-eyed man in the kingdom of the blind. As the world crumbles around us, understand that the streets are paved with gold

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