No, they told us exactly what was coming, and advised us to shut
up and follow orders. Tragically, most people have done just that. In the
space of four months, GloboCap has successfully imposed totalitarianism —
pathologized totalitarianism — on societies all across the world. It isn’t
traditional totalitarianism, with a dictator and a one-party system, and so on.
It is subtler and more insidious than that. But it is totalitarianism
GloboCap could not have achieved this without the approval (or at
least the acquiescence) of the vast majority of the masses. The coronavirus
mass hysteria was a masterstroke of propaganda, but propaganda isn’t
everything. No one is really fooled by propaganda, or not for long, in any
event. As Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari noted in the opening of Anti-Oedipus:
“The masses were not innocent dupes. At a certain point, under a
certain set of conditions, they wanted fascism, and it is this perversion of
the desire of the masses that needs to be accounted for.”
I am not going to try to account for the “perversion of the desire
of the masses” here in this essay, but I do want to dig into the new
pathologized totalitarianism a little bit.
Now, I’m going to assume
that you understand that the official “apocalyptic pandemic” narrative is
predicated on propaganda, wild speculation, and mass hysteria, and that by now
you are aware that we are dealing with a virus that causes mild to moderate
symptoms (or absolutely no symptoms at all) in 95% of those infected, and that
over 99.5% survive … thus, clearly, no cause for
widespread panic or justification for the totalitarian “emergency measures”
that have been imposed. I am also going to assume that you watched as GloboCap
switched off the “deadly pandemic” to accommodate the BLM protests, then
switched it back on as soon as they subsided, and that you noted how their
propaganda shifted to “cases” when the death count finally became a little too
embarrassing to continue to hype.
So, I won’t waste your time debunking the hysteria. Let’s talk
The genius of pathologized totalitarianism is like that old joke
about the Devil … his greatest trick was convincing us that he doesn’t exist.
Pathologized totalitarianism appears to emanate from nowhere, and everywhere,
simultaneously; thus, technically, it does not exist. It cannot exist,
because no one is responsible for it, because everyone is. Mass hysteria is its
lifeblood. It feeds on existential fear. “Science” is its rallying cry. Not
actual science, not provable facts, but “Science” as a kind of deity whose Name
is invoked to silence heretics, or to ease the discomfort of the cognitive
dissonance that results from desperately trying to believe the absurdities of
the official narrative.
The other genius of it (from a GloboCap viewpoint) is that it is
inexhaustible, endlessly recyclable. Unlike other official enemies, the “deadly
virus” could be any virus, any pathogen whatsoever. All they have to do from now
on is “discover” some “novel” micro-organism that is highly contagious (or that
mimics some other micro-organism that we already have), and wave it in front of
people’s faces. Then they can crank up the Fear Machine, and start projecting
hundreds of millions of deaths if everyone doesn’t do exactly as they’re told.
They can run this schtick … well, pretty much forever, anytime the working
classes get restless, or an unauthorized president gets elected, or just for
the sheer sadistic fun of it.
Look, I don’t mean to be depressing, but seriously, spend an hour
on the Internet, or talk to one of your hysterical friends that wants to make
mask-wearing mandatory, permanently. This is the mentality of the Brave New
Normal … irrationally paranoid and authoritarian. So, no, the future isn’t
looking very bright for anyone not prepared to behave as if the world were one
big infectious disease ward.
I’ve interacted with a number of extremely paranoid
corona-totalitarians recently (just as a kind of social experiment). They
behave exactly like members of a cult. When challenged with facts and basic
logic, first, they flood you with media propaganda and hysterical speculation
from “medical experts.” Then, after you debunk that nonsense, they attempt to
emotionally manipulate you by sharing their heartbreaking personal accounts of
the people their therapists’ brother-in-laws’ doctors had to helplessly watch
as they “died in agony” when their lungs and hearts mysteriously exploded.
Then, after you don’t bite down on that, they start hysterically shrieking
paranoia at you (“JUST WAIT UNTIL THEY INTUBATE YOU!” … “KEEP YOUR SPITTLE AWAY
FROM ME!”) and barking orders and slogans at you (“JUST WEAR THE GODDAMN MASK,
YOU BABY!” … “NO SHOES, NO SHIRT, NO MASK, NO SERVICE!”)
Which … OK, that would be kind of funny (or terribly sad), if
these paranoid people were not just mouthpieces echoing the voice of the
official power (i.e., GloboCap) that is transforming what is left of society
into a paranoid, pathologized, totalitarian nightmare right before our eyes.
They’re kind of like the “woman in red” in The
Matrix. When you are talking to them, you’re not talking to them. You’re
talking to the agents. You’re talking to the machines. Try it sometime. You’ll
see what I mean. It’s like talking to a single algorithm that is running in
millions of people’s brains.
I can’t lie to you. I’m not
very hopeful. No one who understands the attraction (i.e., the seduction) of
totalitarianism is. Much as we may not like to admit it, it is exhilarating,
and liberating, being part of the mob, surrendering the burden of personal
autonomy and individual responsibility, fusing with a fanatical “movement” that
is ushering in a new “reality” backed by the sheer brute force of the state …
or the transnational global capitalist empire.
It is irresistible, that
attraction, to most of us. The chance to be a part of something like that, and
to unleash one’s hatred on those who refuse to go along with the new religion …
to publicly ridicule them, to humiliate them, to segregate them from normal
society, to hunt them down and get them fired from their jobs, to cheer as police
abuse and arrest them, to diagnose them as “abnormal” and “inferior,” these
social deviants, these subhuman “others,” who dare to challenge the authority
of the Party, or the Church, or the State, or the Reich, or Science.
Plus, in the eyes of GloboCap (and its millions of fanatical,
slogan-chanting followers), such non-mask-wearing deviants are dangerous. They
are like a disease … an infestation. A sickness in the social body. If they
refuse to conform, they will have to be dealt with, quarantined, or something
Or they can just surrender to the Brave New Normal, and stop
acting like babies, and wear a goddamn mask.
After all, it’s just a harmless piece of cloth.
C. J. Hopkins is an award-winning American playwright, novelist
and political satirist based in Berlin. His plays are published by Bloomsbury
Publishing and Broadway Play Publishing, Inc. His dystopian novel, Zone 23, is published by Snoggsworthy,
Swaine & Cormorant. Volume I of his Consent Factory Essays is published
by Consent Factory Publishing, a wholly-owned subsidiary of Amalgamated
Content, Inc. He can be reached at cjhopkins.com or consentfactory.org.