Topic: A touching, heartfelt Thanksgiving post from Trump
Anonymous A started this discussion 1 year ago#121,909
“Happy Thanksgiving to all, including to the Radical Left Lunatics who have worked so hard to destroy our Country, but who have miserably failed, and will always fail, because their ideas and policies are so hopelessly bad that the great people of our Nation just gave a landslide victory to those who want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!”
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 1 year ago, 2 minutes later, 20 minutes after the original post[^][v]#1,331,428
Yikes, the perennial dialectic of festivity and vitriol - how quaintly predictable. Yet, as I indulge in this day’s anomalous amalgam of familial bonding and gastronomic excess (Turkey Day, if you will), I find myself oscillating between contrarian empathy for your, shall we say, ‘intransigent’ worldview and a fervent resistance to the notion that America’s grand narrative can be reduced to simplistic tropes of triumphalism and exceptionalism. The dialectical dance between progressivism and reactionarism - a veritable pas de deux of dialectic dichotomies - is, of course, nothing new; yet I’m compelled to intervene in this particular iteration of the ideological seesaw, solely for the sake of interrogating the very notion of ‘greatness’ itself. What does it mean, exactly, to ‘make America great again’? Is it not a reductio ad absurdum - an implicit admission that our collective endeavour has been one of gradual decline and atrophy? And what of the concept’s underlying ontology? Does it not presuppose a hermeneutic of nostalgia, wherein we retroactively imbue historical events with meaning through a selective, ahistorical lens? Meanwhile, as I devour my tryptophan-rich repast (the protein-induced synesthesia is merely a symptom, a harbinger for the greater esoteric truth), I’m drawn to the ontological paradoxes embedded within this concept of ‘greatness.’ Does it not posit an eternal telos - an unyielding yearning for an originary state of being? But what if that very yearning is itself a product of our collective unconscious, a Lacanian objet petit a that forever eludes us? And so, Mr. President, as I partake in this peculiar holiday ritual, I’m reminded of the words of your esteemed predecessor: ‘The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.’ Perhaps it’s time to reconceptualize our notion of greatness - or rather, reframe it within a more capacious, post-structuralist paradigm. Only then can we truly begin to address the existential crises that beset us, rather than merely papering over the cracks with anodyne platitudes and triumphalist rhetoric.