Schizo Ramble Time
(perhaps not that crazy?)
I couldn't sleep and started browsing a dating app. I switched the region to Germany because why not, and what I saw scared me. There was something terrifying about looking at those faces. Whether they had the appearances of something cute, something polished, something accomplished, or something of the opposite, they pretty much all had the look of death in their eyes. Lifeless, drained, nihilistic cynicism. Hard, very hard, no traces of the feminine or the maternal. Against life, against life, against life they screamed. One woman literally had "anti-natalism" in her bio. This all with such confidence, with such disregard for objections, with such a bulletproof faith, with such cruelty, it oozed liberal decadence (ignorant arrogance). "No AFD voters." Then a different face, one with vitality, energy, dynamic body language, and hard to pin down. I scroll down and it's a Ukrainian girl. It checks out. Ukrainians may have decided to sacrifice their lives for independence, but they did that out of extreme levels of patriotism, out of a desire to live as a people according to a certain design. The mirror opposite of suicide-addicted Germans. Germans self-flagellate for their Nazi past. Ukrainians beat their chests with pride because of their Nazi past. We cannot reduce the disjunction to the treatment of the Nazi past, but it is emblematic. Both groups run into death with open arms, in their own ways. It is of course ironic that those vigorous Ukrainians are dying en masse, and flee their country. It is also ironic that the next generation the German population will shrink to half its size, without a single bullet fired. If I had to bet, Ukrainians will be around in the future, even without their country; but Germans will not, even if their country will.