STFU-n-STFD if You can't aspire to be JOHN BROWN
Nor am I suggesting the grandfatherly image inferred from these pictures->
which don't reflect the fierce fortitude of the first picture. There's no 'Mister Nice Guy' to be found here. Time's moment doesn't operate on human sensibilities. It operates on the optimal imperative energy of the moment. It speaks of people equal to the morality, not the joy, fun, humor of the commentators of the moment. It speaks to those of the kinesis of the moment.
It's John Brown and people like him who acted not to be receive the applause or cheers of the apathetic dilettantes. He and those like him give themselves to be the Time's instruments. In being such instruments they are a terrible reckoning force on the indulged, consumptive, effete, affected ways of contemporary social discourse.
Not so fast, 'Freddie' and 'Freda', of your sympathetic empathies, the disingenuous excuses for such militancy. Do not tell me of your associations of the past or names of friends of the present. When you find yourself, as was said in the gospels, "11 Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. 12 Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.", then you will have achieved that ahistorical transcendence of being the tool of the moment, than the tool of a cultural flattery.
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