by Kevin D. Annett
“Men are insane. They cannot make a worm, yet they create gods by the hundreds” – - – Michel de Montaigne
I haven’t any idea what keeps getting sprayed in our atmosphere. But my buddy Ludwig seems to know.
I asked him how he knows.
“Isn’t it obvious what they’re doing to us?” he replied.
“Well, no …” I mistakenly replied. “Who is they?”
Then Ludwig got angry.
Looking up every day, I imagine that the shimmering white streams being spilled all over the sky could be anything from job creation to a cluster of psychopaths’ idea of global domination. It could be. But I have no way of knowing.
All my friends seem to know the truth about the lines in the sky, even though they have as little proof as I do. That’s why we don’t talk much anymore.
I went away to war when I was thirty eight, and I know up close what man can do. I assume the worst of any government. Or church. But I still want the proof. That makes me frustrating to all of my former friends, like Ludwig.
I’ve stopped trying to point out to the True Believers that ninety four percent of the universe is not only invisible, but undetectable … except, it seems, to the Believers.
Which brings us to the Financial Reset.
I assume you’ve heard of it. Any day now (the day has been about to happen for at least six years, and keeps getting nudged forward in the manner of any millenarian prophecy), some mysterious and powerful group alternately known as “the White Hats” or “the Star Family” (or is it instead that svelte hunk Vladimir Putin?) is going to readjust the global financial system, instantly make vast amounts of wealth available to everyone, cancel all debt, and give everybody justice.
That’s what the consensus is, at least, among the internet faithful whose faith in “The Reset” is on par with a devout papist’s certainty that enough prayers to a dead virgin will usher one into paradise.
The details of “The Reset” are necessarily vague, as befits any creed for the desperate and the beguiled. The Believers regularly contradict themselves and each other about the details, but they are united by one common tenet of faith, namely, that all we need to be “saved” is enough cash. And in that sense, the “Reset” cult resembles more than anything a theology for shopkeepers.
How sad it is that of all the things to build True Faith on and long for, the modern True Believer can only hope for his credit card debts to be wiped clean. What a sign of how far we have fallen, indeed, but also, how banal we’ve become. Once, our vision of the New Age was of Christ returning to restore the earth and mankind to God’s own bosom. Today, we just want the chance to buy more stuff.
I’m hard headed, I guess, which is why the other day I ignored the lesson gleaned from my previous ugly encounter with ex buddy Ludwig, and gently confronted one of the Reset Believers over coffee.
“It’s right around the corner!” the Believer was expositing to me with an odd gleam in his eyes. “They call it NESARA in the United States: an act of Congress that will free us all from debt slavery! It’s all part of the Reset!”
“So let me get this straight” I replied. “The bankers are going to suddenly extinguish themselves and turn over all their loot care of the US government? Why would a shark suddenly turn vegetarian like that?”
Flashing me the same look that my Sunday school teacher had given me when, at age eight, I had asked why God killed his own son, the Believer barked,
“It’s going to happen, you’ll see! There’ll be an announcement from President Obama about it at the same time he announces that the star ships have landed!”
Now we’re getting somewhere! Alien saviors bailing out a doomed humanity is your standard and familiar millenarian weltanschung common to any Final Days Cult; and apparently, such a faith in a literal “salvation from above” lies at the root of the Financial Reset dogma. After all, that’s the way us slaves have been programmed to think since before time immemorial: to look to those “above” us to do what we can’t and won’t do for ourselves. We’ve lived vicariously through kings and saints and popes and messiahs and Official Experts for 6000 years, boys and girls: so why stop now?
I suggested this observation to my Reset friend, and after offering a condescending remark about my ignorance and “cynicism” he, too, stopped talking to me, recognizing no doubt that I was simply beyond the pale.
To these apparently nonredeemable ears, “The Reset” sounds like some Wall Street Smart Boy’s idea of universal redemption; or maybe it’s simply a corporate spin doctor’s redirect of all our growing popular rage and hopes for a new world towards the lowest common denominator of individual self interest. That has been the general strategy of post war global capitalism, after all: to nullify the potentially revolutionary group identity of the working masses and alter it into the amorphous, ego-driven mindset of the “consumer” that will feed the system, not change it. And what else is the Reset Believer than the latest, desperate expression of that bourgeois horror, “the individual coal thrown out from the fire, each seeking his own salvation”? (The Thin Red Line)
“Show me the evidence” Noam Chomsky told me in 2002, when we were discussing how to deal with state smear campaigns.
“That’s always my first question to any accusation, or any belief system. Show me the evidence”.
Evidence, says the Oxford Dictionary, is “Provable information establishing whether something is true or valid, and which can be used in a legal investigation or be acceptable as testimony in a court of law”.
Actual evidence of a “Financial Reset” on the scale claimed by Believers would include official government or bank documents, correspondence, insider testimonies, or other first hand proof that Black is indeed White: that the corporate capitalist system is about to commit suicide and act completely contrary to its nature and self interest.
I have yet to see any such evidence. If it actually existed, we would have seen it by now, since every system has leaks and competing factions, and nothing this huge could remain so utterly undocumented and secret for so long – if it was real.
People believe what they want to and need to believe. And in a time like this, so many of us so desperately need to believe that the clearly murderous rulers who we allow to run the world are suddenly going to become human and nice, and beneficently bestow nirvana on all of us without any bloodshed or struggle. Such is the ideology of Despair, born of too much world weariness and defeat. Such fantasies and superstitions, like religion in general, are always held to and fed most strongly by those who are incapable of action or struggle anymore.
People like the Resetters.
“Prove all things” wrote my jailed ancestor Peter Annett, in a “seditious” pamphlet he wrote in 1761 that simply asked for proof that Christ had actually performed miracles. From Bridewell prison in London, Peter commented in a letter to friends shortly before he died,
“Reason is divinity taken flesh in us, for nothing that is true can be in opposition to Reason. Armed thus, we will drive falsity to the bottomless pit, extinguish pious enthusiasm and superstitious zeal, and raise humanity from the darkness of fear and religious presumption to that Truth, knowable and provable to the simplest mind, that makes all things good.”
If the new world is indeed around the corner, it won’t come in the form of money or any official “reset”, nor will it be given to us by anyone or anything: especially invisible saviors. It will come from clear minds, awakened conscience, and the love of humanity for itself and our belief in ourselves.
Reset nothing. Recreate everything.