In Search of a Man on a White Horse

 

Dave Rubin says, “at this point, you only have to be sane to find yourself on the right.”

That seems obviously true. To be on the left, you have to believe that men can decide to be women, and women men. You have to believe that there is nothing morally troubling about abortion. You have to believe that there was an attempted coup by a crowd of people pushing into the Capitol Building. You have to believe that human equality is a racist concept. And so on and on, with a new impossibility seemingly added every day.

A lot of people are surprised to find themselves on the right. Including Dave Rubin. Or me.

Surely this means the left must implode. It falls under the category of “extraordinary popular delusions and the madness of crowds.” Such movements generally end with a crash, as everyone suddenly sobers up. 

Indeed, those on the left seem to be deliberately pushing into more and more ridiculous contradictions, as though desperate to be called out.

I fear they are implicitly calling for a dictator, some strong parent-like voice that will take over the responsibility and discipline they are having trouble with and tell them what to believe. A daddy who will set some boundaries.  A Charlie Manson or a Hitler, possibly. Or a Mark Zuckerberg, a Tony Fauci, or a Jordan Peterson.

It bears remembering that Hitler and Mussolini arose on the left, not the right.