Spend any decent amount of time studying the philosophy believed by the Left and — if you are careful enough not to lose your own mind — you will notice a reoccurring theme: the belief that those who possess their insights are uniquely gifted people who, unlike the great mass of Mankind, are the only ones who are able to see the ‘truth’.
The Left believes it is in possession of The Secret Knowledge [Gnosis] that exclusively qualifies them to run the World. They are, in their minds, The Illuminati, the Gods Of Light destined to exercise Power And Control over the rest of us who are ignorantly wandering around into the Darkness, repeatedly bumping into things and hurting ourselves.
Jeff Goldstein provides us with a succinct description of the mental derangement I label ‘Gnosticism’ [link mine]:
…the belief that you and your fellow travelers are much smarter than anyone and everyone that came before you, that history is alive and begins anew with you as part of its inevitable, teleological march, and that therefore you were put on this earth to run it entirely by your own lights, shepherding the poor masses into their domestic pens and, in the end, making the place comfortable for you and yours to gaze upon, freed from the blight of anything that doesn’t fit the mental image of Utopia your Fabian and Marxist mentors drilled into your youthful mush brains.
This belief that one is, at the very least, some kind of demi-god is ‘the ultimate narcissistic conceit’.
Question: If the Illuminati are so damn smart, how can they not know that such a philosophy as they embrace, that the Hubris they are soaked in, means that, as sure as the turning of the Earth, Nemesis, as she always does, will eventually make an appearance?
Of course, the answer is simple: because the Gnostics believe History begins with them, they are ignorant of the History and Wisdom accumulated by normal men over the centuries. They are ignorant at their peril.
Nemesis, winged tilter of scales and lives,
Immortal Resenter! I sing Thy song,
Almighty Payback on proud-spread wings,
Lieutenant of fairness, Requiter of wrongs.
Despise the lordly with all Thine art
And lay them low in the Nether-dark.
—Hymn to Nemesis, Mesomedes of Crete
