If I Don’t See Ya, Good Afternoon, Good Evening and Good Night

Learning is my passion – my obsession, really.

I’ve spent countless hours trolling the Net for information on a myriad of topics. Economics, geopolitics, science, technology, military hardware and tactics, apologetics, cinematography, prepping, etc.

I love the freedom of exploring the vast wealth of knowledge on the Web; it feels like I’m a raindrop merging and flowing through the incalculable expanse of the ocean. I’m enraptured by waves of curiosity. I’m devastated by the roiling undercurrents of the network’s dark fathoms.

And through it all, I speak. I express. I make known my pleasure, my wonder, and my rage. I unveil my soul.

But that’s all coming to an end.

The Internet – the freedom that defines the Internet – is dying. Censorship, deplatforming, and thought-crimes are becoming the norm. 

And these are the early days.

Demographic conquest by statists from backward cultures, as well as Islamic barbarian invaders, threatens to install a permanent ruling class of subrational progressives and Islamo-Nazis. 

These creatures have already strangled free expression out of much of the dominant digital platforms. 

Their assured victory – at least in the short term – nearly guarantees the impending criminalization of so-called “hate speech,” a nebulous concept which morphs to fit the capricious whims of the fascists who employ the term.

In all likelihood, the near future will witness the final death of free speech on the Internet. 

Even if uncensorable distributed platforms prevent the technical suppression of speech, the imminent threat of fines and imprisonment will silence the majority of those who would otherwise employ these platforms.

This silencing in the digital realm will be the tip of the iceberg. 

Either the nation will descend into a dystopian surveillance state akin to China or the UK, or we will undergo widespread violence and civil unrest which some would characterize as a civil war.

Neither scenario is desirable; neither is unlikely.

In such a world – a world in which a Facebook post is as likely to result in a SWAT raid as a thumbs up – expressing opposition to the progressive Panopticon will endanger one’s life and well being. 

In such a world, pragmatic imperatives of survival will outweigh verbal and literary critique of the system. 

In such a world, people will express their discontent in kinetic terms.

In preparation for this world, I’ve decided to be ready to disappear from the Internet. I don’t intend to stop using the Net, only to remove all public presence from it. 

No more social media. No more likes on YouTube videos. No more commentaries. No more expression.

The Internet without freedom is as much a threat as it is a joy. I will treat it as such.

I’ll only have a few uses for the Net in this scenario: anonymously consuming information and entertainment, shopping with privacy-focused cryptocurrencies, and communicating with friends and family over encrypted channels. 

Eventually, even these activities may need to be adjusted to ensure my freedom and safety.

I live by this phrase: “Hope for the best, plan for the worst.” So if I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight.