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| 1980s are back (The start of the Journey of Britain's prime minister Keir Starmer) |
| 2025-01-10 |
| Marek Spanel is one of the founders of the Czech video game company Bohemia Interactive. [X] — Marek Spanel (@maruksp) January 9, 2025 Introduction by Spanel: 🎮 As one of the creators of Operation Flashpoint: Cold War Crisis, I grew up under the regime this story describes. ⏳ Now, watching hundreds of thousands of players experience a fictional Cold War Czechoslovakia-inspired conflict in Arma Reforger, I feel compelled to share something deeper than just videogame remarks. 🤔 Please take a moment to read this story that captures a haunting historical irony that I hope resonates powerfully today. While players explore our carefully recreated 1980s warfare, here's an honest tale directly related to that era that shows how the past echoes unexpectedly in our actual times. The extreme left's ideology of progressive socialism has managed to dominate the West. The watermelon comparison is absolutely accurate—beneath the green and rainbow exterior lie the old bad red ideals. And sometimes, life writes unbelievable stories. There, at the helm of Great Britain, once the cradle of modern democracy and personal freedom, stands a cold-blooded figure who continues to lead his country into leftist hell, even though a socialist multicultural intersectional paradise was promised. In his youth, he was active in SSM. His SSM Socialist Self-Management (SSM) was a small ultra-left Trotskyist group that operated in the 1980s on the borderline of libertarian left, eco-socialism, feminism, and the "official" Trotsky legacy, publishing the Socialist Alternatives magazine. In 1986, he even became close with the Czechslovak's very own SSM, the Socialist Youth Union. SUMMER 1986 A hot summer evening in Cheb. A group of young people laughs over a beer in a garden restaurant. Among them sits young Keir Starmer, hair dishevelled, shirt unbuttoned, his third pint of Pilsner in front of him. Czech girls from the local SSM branch teach him basic Czech phrases, which he then comically mangles while they giggle and cling to him. Catching a Westerner would be something... "Comrade from Britain, how do you like it here?" asks one of the SSM functionaries, a State Security agent, putting an arm around his shoulders. The whole table erupts in laughter. The official program of the visit is cleaning the memorial in Lidice, which has long been forgotten. Later that night, the whole group moves to an SSM member's apartment. Forbidden Lou Reed plays on the record player. Someone pulls out a guitar. In drunkenness, Keir even attempts to listen to a Czechoslovak song he learned that afternoon. "This is socialism," young Starmer thinks through an alcoholic haze, watching his new friends dance to Western music in an apartment full of official socialist posters. "Young people enjoying life." AUTUMN 2024 A foggy morning in London. Sir Keir Starmer, in a perfectly fitted suit, walks past a row of security cameras into his office, importantly carrying papers. On his desk is a report about the latest arrests for "harmful posts" on social media. "How many this week?" he asks his assistant. "Seventy-three, sir." Starmer nods. The system works exactly as it should. Britain in 2024 is a country of perfect surveillance: cameras on every corner, social media monitoring, and preventive arrests of potential "disturbers of order." The TV shows news about another protest, which was quickly "calmed" by the police. Footage shows young protesters being dragged into police vans. Some are the age he was during that summer in Prague. In the evening, he sits at home with a glass of whisky. For a brief moment, he remembers that night in the Cheb apartment, Lou Reed on the record player, the laughter of Czech girls, that freedom of pretense when everyone knew they were playing a game but enjoyed it. Now, there's no pretending anymore. The system is efficient, direct, and uncompromising. There is no pretence, no double lives, just pure, cold, omnipresent digital control. |
| Posted by:badanov |
| #1 Orwell wrote about Starmer. He called him O’Brien. |
| Posted by: Super Hose 2025-01-10 10:20 |