4 | ‘Revelation works when we stop resisting the Spirit of the Lord …
and start listening. And He’s saying a lot right now. The signs are clear: Gird up. All of us. Together. In Him.’
… What else is God saying? What do you see?
4. Reality bites.
What differentiates a modern, effective military from a tree-fort built and defended by exuberant 12-year-olds? In the latter case, it’s all bromance and imagination over reality. Not the fantasy of romance novels — the sweet delusion that believing what you feel sustains everything.
During combat, the military is hardly the place for feeling or romance. As for ‘imagination,’ it is functionally reduced to a series of actionable options based on the objective ahead of you — things you have to get over or can’t get out of the way of (innovation, meanwhile, is supposed to prevent or offset such jams, at least in theory).
So, which are we? What box do we check? Are we the people of dreams playing fantasy league with our children’s future and our own lives, or are we hardbitten jugheads who see that next hill and determine how to take it?
You know the answer, and you’re right. And it’s wrong.
Let me specify, there’s no blame here. For hindsight analysis to work it must consider how the current crisis reveals the mangle of good intentions that got us here in the first place. Besides, most of us are citizens, not soldiers. Big Tech created and gave us the monster we rode, and ride it we did until it trotted us all back inside the master’s barn.
The takeaways that come with using modern digital tools to our disadvantage are now abundantly clear. Or should be. First, though, ask yourself what would you have done differently leading up to the election knowing what you know now? Think about it. Did posting on Twitter/FB help or hurt our cause? Did we improve our chances of election success sharing on platforms owned and operated by the enemy, or did we tip our hands in ways that were monitored, aggregated, sifted, and ultimately used against us? And how much of freedom’s dying light does it take anyway to convince a patriot that any deal with the Devil is a trap?
Essentially, we posted inside a limited hang-out that fed us more of what we all wanted to say and hear. It reaffirmed for us who we were, who the bad guys are, what went on where, and what we had in common. It revealed a lot about us and them. Trump virtually existed on Twitter — hence, so did we. And if it hadn’t been for the censorship clamp-down, and a crippling response so weak at the top as to be nonexistent, who knows? Who knows if we mightn’t have morphed into an incipient social virus variant more lethal than anything thought possible? It certainly had all the makings of something virulent with tons of crypto-like upside, that’s for sure. After all, it got 80-million actual Americans to vote for Trump.
What it didn’t do is gel. It didn’t become the thing that comes next after winning the election. We believed our feelings were solid materials where might makes right and right makes might, and that this would manifest our expectations. Turns out we were duped. They played us. They owned us. We never had a chance. We weren’t simply humiliated by the 2020 results — we were crushed, autopsied, and incinerated.
And this had to happen for us to change.