Dissidents have periodically argued over the form of our coming slavery: will it be 1984-style prison planet of secret police and torture and gulags, the basement of the Lubyanka; or will it be a Brave New World of smiley happy slaves?

At present, I believe Cabal are aiming for an effective mixture of the two. The Lubyanka is always there, as are the secret police, but their civilian enforcers are not so much the shrill screaming SJWs (who will always be a minority), but rather gullible idealists who have been set against not merely their community, but against the idea of community at all. I was recently talking to an Italian school teacher, a hardcore leftist, who said he “hates” things like nationalism, patriotism, community, and he thinks of himself as a citizen of the world, not an Italian. He later added that he would like to strike his pupils when he hears them utter non-Leftist sentiments. The teacher is himself quite pleasant, albeit a little autistic and odd like most ideologues. I dare say, were one to inquire into his inner motives & dialogue, words like “love”, “fairness”, “equality”, “happiness” etc. would abound.

And further on from the Leftist core, I have known very nice, if politically naive, people who genuinely think of any kind of communal-affiliation (patriotism, nationalism) as one stop away from Auschwitz. For such people, every group except whites is allowed to be vehemently identitarian and politically active; but if a white points out that his child is now the only European at school, well the naive Leftie hears the hiss of Zyklon B, the march of jackboots.

For all the violence and insanity of the hardcore Leftie, the system is maintained by the naive and normal, those who say, “can’t we all just get along…?” while moving further and further away from the non-European migrants and refusing to take public transport. Cabal’s current form of control is this curious mix of the jackboot stamping on the European face (not forever, just until it ceases to exist) and the happy smiley rabbits raised on John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ and Pepsi ads. Shiny happy jackboots.