Confusius is confused. He is confused about cultural appropriation, for instance. He is also confused about gender fluidity, identity politics, Cancel Culture and the Diversity Cult. Left-wing bullies, Marxist intellectuals, Antifa, Extinction Rebellion and Greta Thunberg confuse him. Postmodern academics and their social constructionism and deconstructionism confuse him. He is confused about Social Justice warriors and kindred progressive activists. “Woke” people who are clearly sound asleep confuse him. All the systemic problems in American society that aren’t systemic confuse him. Radical feminism, intersectionality, essentialism and otherness confuse him. Microaggression and safe spaces confuse him. Unsolicited Hollywood celebrity opinions confuse him, just like phony oppression and victimhood. Uncontrolled immigration confuses him. BLM, ANTIFA, DNC, AOC, LGBTQ, WMCMH, NGO, UN, EU, FBI, D.C. and many others confuse him. Progressive platitudes confuse him. Vindictiveness in general and political correctness in particular confuses him. Internationalism, left-wing overreach, liberal domination in education, academia and our extraordinarily biased mainstream media confuse him. Particularly confusing is watching how his fellow citizens, many of them confused just like him, let themselves be patronized, harassed and silenced by all of the above. Most confusing of all, however, is that The Great Presidential Election Fraud of 2020 could have taken place in the United States of America. Confusius feels as if the world has just been pulled out from beneath his feet and is genuinely astonished at the next level of confusion we are all currently witnessing in the White House.
Confusionism is an expression of this confusion and the assorted observations which make up this little book are an attempt to come to grips with the demoralization we are now observing all around us. It is a spontaneous reaction to the turmoil that permeates what remains of the civil society we once lived in. Like the conservatism it stems from, confusionism is not a philosophy per se but a response to the excesses of left-wing lunacy. It is an attempt to illustrate the senselessness of liberal “anything goes” culture now masquerading as the norm in American society. It is a quiet rebellion against the status quo of leftist ideological politics and the bludgeon of moral condescension progressives use against anyone of us who refuses to be indoctrinated. Like a cry for help in the wilderness that may never be heard, confusionism is nevertheless a cry of hope. A rather confused cry of hope, granted, but a cry of hope all the same. The hope is that the disregard for fairness, justice, honesty and objectivity we are now witnessing first-hand can somehow be checked and eventually undone.
And just who is Confusius? I am not at liberty to tell you. He insists that his identity be kept a secret. All I can say for sure is that he is even more emotionally unstable than before the election took place and has become obsessed with subjecting complete strangers like yourself to his boorish confusionist views, “jokes” and unsolicited advice. I can also tell you that he is not Chinese, even though he insists on expressing himself with an amateurish, hokey faux-Chinese accent and a ridiculous grammatical style he probably assumes to be Chinese as well. He specifically asked me to pass on to you his heartfelt wish that you enjoy this collection of confusionist erudition. He also asks that you never forget, should you share his confusion, that hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.
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Dazed and confused about Germany in general and Berlin in particular, Hermann Observer (aka Clarsonimus Maximus) is a mean, angry, cynical and nasty old expatriate American [place favorite expletive here] who observes the world around him in quiet desperation.