It wasn’t the deprivation, it was the depravity!

Do you remember the movie “Mad Max”? I can’t shake the memory of it because it was probably the first time I was exposed to the notion of chaos and anarchy and it scared the piss out of me. Since then I’ve watched any number of dystopian series and movies and read dystopian novels and, given the atmosphere we are living in, the things that scared me so badly in fiction are haunting me again in real life. So often the hallmarks of dystopian, post-apocalyptic fiction include a struggle for the basics of life: food, fresh water, shelter and personal safety. Many themes follow the brave survivors as they re-invent the wheel, plant gardens and raise livestock, eventually forming into some kind of government of the people for the people. Although the violence and conflict that often accompanies these forays into survival is unsettling, it’s not nearly as terrifying as the chaos that springs from bad people taking advantage of tough times to terrorize and subjugate their fellow survivors.

I can’t help but equate the mob that attacked the U.S. Capitol building to those same opportunists who wouldn’t lift a finger to help another human being but would pull out all the stops to wreak havoc, for no discernable purpose or gain.

There are massive implications arising from Trump time which will haunt the United States for years but for me, it was shocking to see how far some people have fallen from a state of being normal, basically good, humans.