THE WEST: LOCKED INTO MYOPIA, HEADED FOR A DEATH SPIRAL

The CIA & MI6. The State Department & The Foreign Office. The NSA & GCHQ.

Washington & Westminster.

Each of these units of state power is bounded by fixed perceptions, perpetually reinforced by a self-imposed myopia bordering on total blindness.

Virtually every single member of these upper echelon elites have run in a fixed circuit for decade after decade. Asking them to think outside the box, to leave their habitual comfort zone of group-thought certainty is akin to going back in time to advise Hitler to re-think his attitude toward the Jews. They simply can’t do it. It is impossible.

Their notions concerning the place of the USA and Britain in the world cannot be shifted. It is as fixed as the Pole Star, unwavering and absolute within brains molded to suit and expectations trained to comply.

The same fixety of view permeates every viewpoint and rationalization they have concerning Russia, China and any nation that does not conform to the circuits that have become a composite alien host infecting their irreversibly distorted brain patterns.

These nations cannot be seen as they are, in present time. Innumerable lenses between their intellects and reality color each thought, every nuance and poison any chance of new thinking, delivering only the stuff of nightmares that they expect and have always expected.

To think differently meets the aversion shock therapy of being treasonous. To consider even for a moment that the “enemy” is anything less than evil is to countenance losing the sharp focus on how to counter it. The mirage of utmost danger must be maintained at all times to avoid muddying the intention to deliver total opposition. Not to have 100% suspicion of the “enemy” brings the inevitability of not using the next best thing to lethal force. The war requires a war mode of absolute opposition and constant suspicion where every move on the others’ part is a ploy.

There will be no new thought until the casualties become enormous. Only a rude awakening is possible in the bunkers of the mind these men and women occupy. Until then these human dinosaurs will have their days and nights permeated by phantasms they fight with every fiber of their being. The mirages conjured up by their well-seasoned, hard-boiled, infinitely dehydrated and mummified myopia will keep them staring straight into the abyss. And beyond.

They are lost souls living in a different time. Blind to now they seek comfort in the routines and realities of yesterday. Each day they relay the false picture of how things are to each another, the pastiche of the past that has become their mutually recognizable “normal”.

Totally unaware of it, they are all asleep at the wheel of a juggernaut heading straight for a cliff face of pure granite.

They are locked tight, totally unable to change within a myopia that is unstoppably driving them toward a death spiral.