Well that's the thing. We become morally inured to murder through abortion and euthanizing the old and before we know it we are the monsters we thought we could never become.
The US probably needs another 50 years of space dominance and planetary peace to create the foundations of an inner solar system civilization. That opportunity is on everyone's mind though it is verboten to speak of it.
The possibilities of such a breakout are so vast that they dwarf all historical precedents by comparison. An inner solar system wide civilization represents an advance on the Kardashev scale from the present greater than the difference between the stone and industrial ages.
I suspect that Trump/Musk will be the first to introduce the space colonization race as a global political issue. The technology is far enough along to speak of it as potential reality rather than sci fi. I think the Left sensed this and though unspoken it drove its fear.
To understand the collapse of the media it is first important to understand its rise. People trust the voice that brings them plenty. During Cold War 1, Pravda was the voice of sawdust sausage, the gulag and the KGB. The BBC was London buses, miniskirts and American supermarkets.
The media was once the song of whiskey, democracy, sexy. Then at some point it became the screech of diversity, equity and inclusion; the drone of degrowth, global warming and self hatred. It became the voice not of plenty but poverty. People stopped believing.
Ask yourself: is it really your idea of a good time to watch blank faced faced octogenarians stumble around a stage? Watch obese transvestites caper in the spotlight? We signed up for a future of flying cars and space babes, not to eat bug salad under a creaking windmill.
Why does the workman believe the football scores in the newspapers but not the big stories? Because he may have watched the match himself or knows someone who has. Information corruption will blind the educated most, who only know things at second-hand.
Reliable knowledge must ultimately rest on personal expertise and trust networks which is limited by the Dunbar number. For the rest your mileage may vary. This sets a limit on global governance because even leaders can't be sure they are hearing the truth.
Perhaps the basic reason that tyranny ultimately fails is that complex systems are very difficult to understand, let alone control. The little tyrants attempts to rule the universe, but it's too big. The ideologue is like the dog that catches the car.
Perhaps the moral of the story is we should take people at their word. When they openly vow to take possession "from the river to the sea" or abolish the "colonial state of America", whether you agree or not, you should regard this as a serious declaration.
The mistake was to patronizingly regard these serious undertakings as a joke; a figure of speech, mere hyperbole, adolescent exaggeration. The real jokers were the spineless custodians of culture, who though powerful, lacked the tenth of the resolve of the militants.
1990: experts all agree missile defense will never work.
2024: why doesn't the Fleet defend every country on earth like it did Israel? Seems effortless.
Same thing happened to the Internet and GPS. It seems like secret diabolical Pentagon inventions become basic human rights in two generations. We go from "you must never build it" to "you must provide it, preferrably for free."
I have often thought the smartphone encapsulated the process of how the American empire was built. It was created by accustoming the world to things that they couldn't live without. And suddenly the new Rome was just there.
In assessing the danger of an attack on the Gaza port, you should always figure on capability. Don't assume intent.
In fairness to Joe once he made the decision to stick his presence, into Gaza, absent active protection, he had no choice but to hope no one takes a shot at it. He is defended by "luck".
It has been said that "hope is not a strategy" but actually it is a betting gambit that presumes the future has a hockey stick shape where Joe takes a short term hit or risk in exchange for the prospect of hitting the jackpot down the track.