Seascapes and Sand
a political romantic fiction novel by Rolf A. F. Witzsche
Volume 4A of the 12-volume series, The Lodging for the Rose

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Chapter 3 - The Challenge of Joy

      Olga smiled. "That's not what I'm talking about. What you are rebelling against, is superficial. You miss the deeper point, the far more dangerous point."

      "I'm a rebel!" I interjected.

      "What's a rebel without a cause?" said Olga, still smiling. "You are rebelling against the symptom, not the cause. What is the cause?"

      I shrugged my shoulders.

      "I gave you a hint," said Olga. "I won't give you the answer to the question."

      "In this case the hint is that sex assures genetic diversity," said Anton, coming to my rescue. "But what's the point?" Anton added.

      "The point is the point that you have always missed in my lectures," said the woman to Anton. "So, I'm asking you now. What is the point?"

      "If it's symbolic, then the point is cultural diversity," I said cautiously.

      Olga's face lit up. "Tell me more! Tell me more!"

      "Cultural diversity is the opposite to monoculture," I said. "Diversity makes culture rich. A mental environment that is filled with controversy and dissent, is a rich environment. It's a scene of dialog, of reasoning and discovering of the truth that one can't see, except with the mind's eyes. A mental monoculture in comparison with this, is a dead scene. It's narrow. It's a scene of consensus. Dissent is deemed a poison to consensus. I would never want to live in such a dead world, where everything is ruled by consensus."

      "Listen to your man," said Olga to Anton, "but don't seek a consensus. Seek a dialog. That's a hard one, but it is the gold in relationships. Harmony doesn't come from consensus, but from dissent, and from resolving the paradox if you can."

      The woman turned to me. "And you my friend better pray that you won't get trapped into this world ruled by consensus," said the woman, Olga, in a serious tone. Her smile suddenly faded. "I have it from a highly placed and well respected source, that this very trap is about to be sprung on almost the whole of mankind."

      "You mean the eradication of the sovereign nation-state as an institution of civilization on this planet? This eradication is already in progress under the rule of globalization," I said to Olga.

      Anton said that she agreed with me. "When a people loose their national identity," she said, "a valuable part of their cultural identity becomes lost along with it."

      The woman, Olga, nodded. "That's correct! But that's not what I am aiming at, Antonovna," said Olga, and paused. "You should know what I am aiming at here. Think of something bigger, something more devastating, more evil, and something that's closer to the home turf."

      The woman looked at me since Anton didn't answer.

      I shrugged my shoulder.

      The woman looked at Anton again.

      "Group psychosis?" said Anton. "You used to refer to that in class."

      "Group cybernetics," said the woman. "The plan is group cybernetics. They will call it online social networking, a game that makes relationships without love and witout sex, which are empty relationships functionally, acceptable, even desirable. It's like Satan advertising the "gentle warmth of hellfire" in the dead of winter. The goal of group cybernetics is to get young people tied up into groups of likeminded friends where nothing short of total consensus rules the group, and where the individual's sense of belonging flows from the artificial consensus. The game is built on the unwritten platform of discouraging dissent. And this is called friendship. The cyber project is an imperial project designed to kill dissent against the rule of global empire and its elite reaching out to 'own' every person on the planet. The cyber kids will be induced to join a group of likeminded online friends, but not for dialog. They all join for acceptance, to be accepted by the group, to belong to a group of valued friends whose acceptance they value. To gain this acceptance they will not dream of offering their dissent. They'll shut up. They'll know that dissent is evil. Thus, they comply. They sooner loose their individual identity and join a monoculture of thoughtless automatons, than risking rejection by the group. They plan to use the Internet as a vehicle for this psychological warfare. I've been told that they plan to create several competing social networking sites, each one killing dissent, each one culturing thoughtless consensus."

      "This reduces the cultural diversity to zero," I interjected. "It also kills the driving force of the scientific and technological potential of society."

      The woman nodded. "Of course it does. That's the policy of intention. Now tell me why this policy is being pursued. They expect to have hundreds of millions of young people signing up, each person fitting itself into one of thousands of special interest groups where consensus is almost guaranteed."

      "This would kill the vitality of society," I answered. "It would turn the lights out. It would close the door on the art of making discoveries."

      Olga nodded again, as I spoke. "That's the latest project in the war of empire versus civilization," she said quietly. "It is the ruler's intention to turn the lights out in society. They are very close to getting this implemented."

      "My God, that goes beyond even religion," I interjected.

      "What do you get when you turn the lights out?" said Olga to me. "What kind of world do you create when you take away love and replace it with a consensus for which everything is sacrificed?"

      "When you turn the lights out, you end up with fascism," I said quietly.

      "Congratulations my friend, you've earned an A-plus," said the woman, Olga, and grinned. "That's the new fascism, which is about to be built-up around the world, the fascism that is designed to eradicate culture, science, technology, happiness, and even living itself. Of course the online groups are 'guided' into the direction of fascism. Doesn't everybody love guns? Doesn't everybody love the gore in video games? These things are so cleverly presented, even when it is done artificially, so that nobody dares to dissent. And those who embrace the smut the fastest, become the role models. The role models are presently intended to become software created in the form of a kind of cyber-friend that doesn't really exist as an actual person, though they may find that they have no need to go that far. Of course there is no dialog possible in such cyber groups, or between groups, unless there is total agreement across the entire consensus. That's all becoming easy to do with the new computer technologies common onto the market. And that's the future in the final planning stages my friends. Of course the ultimate goal of empire is to create a single monoculture right across the world. Towards this goal they plan to publish a single world encyclopedia that will contain all the knowledge that is known, and by implication represent a universal consensus of what the truth is about everything. Isn't that wicked? The elite of empire, of course, will edit the resulting world encyclopedia. Thereby the elite plans to mold and control the world consensus."

      "If this isn't a wicket plan, what is?" I interjected. "There will be no dissent possible against the resulting official universal dogma."

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