No One is Coming to Save Us

Embracing Personal Responsibility and Escaping the Illusion of Political Salvation

I was recently on the William Ramsey Investigates podcast and in the closing segment we touched on Robert F. Kennedy Jr and his presidential bid. William opined that RFK is a more viable candidate than Trump and I agreed I’d probably vote for him if I were a US citizen (that is to say, I’d vote for him in an open primary, but probably cast my ballot Trump’s way in the general).

A listener on my Bitchute channel applauded the podcast episode but called me and William out on our closing remarks around RFK and Trump. Here’s what he said:

After recovering from the flush of indignation I realised, upon objective deliberation, that he was right.

Here I sit, week after week, hammering out what is effectively anarchist invective against the corporate-political system, yet in freeform conversation I defaulted back to the bourgeois, coffeehouse delusion of government of, by, and for the people, where our elected representatives have our best interests at heart and will fight valiantly on our behalf.

I should heed my own imperative, as per the closing lines of my previous essay – put not your trust in princes, or as PlasticInaBag said – snap out of it!

What struck me most about this was the ease with which I had slipped back into the trap – me, a dyed-in-the-wool cynic – which reminded me once more why it must be so difficult for the uninitiated normie to grasp the harsh truth that no one is coming to save us.  

I perhaps differ from PlasticInaBag in that I believe figures like Trump and Kennedy do have some noble intentions. I believe both want to make America (and thus the world) a better place for regular people. I’m unclear on PlasticInaBag’s opinion here, but crucially he makes one important distinction: no politician is going to work for you in the current system.

Ay, there’s the rub. You can have all the well-intentioned renegades you like, but if the system in which they operate is set up to stymie them at every turn, then their good intentions count for little – we saw this play out in real time during the Trump years.

This is the problem most have yet to grasp and which even I sometimes neglect to keep front of mind: We are not governed by political parties, these are merely the administrative functions of the true rulers – the banks, the multinational corporations, the billionaires and the NGOs they fund, the global financiers, and the military industrial complex.

Follow the money and gaze in horror at this gargantuan edifice and bow your head in shame, as I have time and again, for the gullibility of ever believing that this was about politics. The politics is a cheap vaudeville sideshow to entertain and placate us, no different from the river of bile that flows forth from Hollywood and Silicon Valley.

The globalist program advances regardless of which party is in government. One need only track the policy trajectory of the past forty years across the West, and our steadily declining standard of living to realise that no one is coming to save us.

So what then is the answer?

We must save ourselves.

I’ve heard it argued recently that representative democracy was only ever viable up to a certain population size, after which it was unable to effectively scale. I think this makes sense, and once the point is reached where we are outsourcing our political agency to people we’ve never met and who spend more time smoking cigars with lobbyists than they do pressing the flesh in their electorates, then democracy is no longer working for us.

Furthermore, our idea of democracy in the 21^st Century has become passive to the point of absurdity – we take no responsibility beyond heading to the ballot box to put a tick next to our tribal colour. Democracy has become little more than a tribal virtue signal and we comfort ourselves with the notion that Our Team will do the right thing and look out for us.

This is the great fallacy of collective thinking – in each individual’s abdication of his personal responsibility for his own life to the group, he imagines that he has found strength in numbers; that the size and sway of the group identity will buttress his interests. But a group consisting of millions of abdicated responsibilities is nothing more than a mountain of empty shells; a paper dragon – like the subprime mortgage bubble, it looks impressive on paper, but in reality it has no substance.

It is time for people to turn off Netflix and take responsibility for their own lives once more, like our grandparents did. It’s that simple, and there simply is no other way.

No one is coming to save us.

The answer, to borrow from Jordan Peterson, lies in the integrity of the individual.

What does this mean in a practical sense?

• Losing weight and getting fit

• Reducing alcohol and drug use to a minimum

• Eating less processed rubbish and more whole foods

• Becoming financially literate and planning for the future

• Reducing dependence on the system and the convenience of urban living

• Acquiring land in a jurisdiction that affords the best protection against government tyranny, and learning how to live as self-sufficiently as possible

That was by no means an exhaustive list and you’ll find myriad writers and commentators far more qualified on this subject than I. It’s not complicated though – we simply ask ourselves two questions:

1. Given the experience of the last three years, and the visible indicators for the future, what kind of tyranny is headed our way?

2. What is the scenario for me personally that affords the greatest probability of resisting or avoiding this tyranny?

The first answer is clear: Technocratic interference in our lives under the auspices of public health and climate action; restricted movement; medical mandates; food and energy supply issues; increasingly hardline social engineering; and digital currency and IDs.

The answer to the second question may look different depending on where in the world you are, but essentially it comes down to strengthening oneself and becoming independent.

Strength means physical fitness, general health in body and mind, and spiritual fortitude – yes, we must find God, whatever or whoever that is to you. While I see myself as Christian, I take a somewhat agnostic view, and as I have discussed before, finding God is less about dogma or scripture and more about relinquishing the fabrications of our craven egos and confronting the truth about ourselves and the world around us through an honest audit of the soul, and then acting accordingly, to the best of our ability, on an ongoing basis.

Independence means being free of debilitating addictions, not reliant on the government for the necessities of life, and most importantly, unbeholden to any corporation.

As a corporate cog with no viable exit plan yet in place, I speak not from a smug position of safety like so many self-help entrepreneurs out there – ‘Join my master class for only $999 and I’ll reveal the secret’… No, not me. I’m racing against the clock, same as you, and I’m sorry to say, I don’t have all the answers.

A friend of mine has just invented an AI video translation software which I think will probably make him enough money to buy a private island somewhere and escape the world. Another buddy has spent the last few years (since getting sober, I might add) building out a web development side hustle which looks like it’s about to scale up into a serious money spinner, and before long I expect he’ll be exiting the matrix also.

It’s somewhat harder for those of us who have only words, paintings, or music to peddle, and none of the STEM skills that rake in the big bucks these days. But I am trying, through my various writing projects to get off the tit of the corporate superstructure, and as such, I may in the coming months look at adding a paid subscription option to this newsletter which you are of course entirely free to opt out of. I shall always keep a baseline of free material available for readers, so please do not be deterred by this prospect, and do not feel obliged to support me unless you feel it is a fair exchange of value – I am well aware of the cost-of-living pressures most of us are facing, and asking for money from people is something I find fundamentally distasteful, even in a buoyant economy.

But we all need to survive, and if we are to remain free, we need to survive outside of the machine. So, I suppose I must practice what I preach and become comfortable marketing myself, as we all must, each according to our God-given talents.

For the fact is – no one is coming to save us. Our system is irretrievably corrupted, and so deep and so high goes the rot that not even the cachet of names like Kennedy and Trump can cleanse it.

The program will continue apace, and The Great Reset will be implemented.

Does this mean it will endure? No.

If enough people opt out, it cannot possibly endure. But too few are where we are yet for the train to be derailed – it will reach its predetermined terminus, and billions will succumb. Perhaps only then will those who remain sane stare into the darkness and discern another way…

Not in the gaudy neon glow of our failed democracies; but in the fragile candle flame of the unafraid individual, a light that wavers out there in the void, but which burns on through the long night as the machine clanks and shrieks and grinds our people down.

We must be that light.

But to be the light, we must escape.

And to escape, we must find the strength and the means to save ourselves – because, like Andy Dufresne in The Shawshank Redemption, like Chuck Nolan in Castaway, no one is coming to save us.