[Photo of people watching TV]
This is a scene from a Game of Thrones watching party at a small pub--one of many which take place weekly around the world.
Including on Easter Sunday.
That's not a picture of people passively enjoying entertainment. What's captured in this still is an act of worship.
Look at the woman on the right with her hands clasped as if in prayer. The other bar patrons stare transfixed at the screen in a rapt state of communal piety.
GoT fans aren't the only ones working themselves into ecstasies over shallow mass media artifice.
Every natural human drive has a proper object. If these drives are denied healthy outlets, they don't disappear. They become warped and perverted toward unhealthy ends.
Just as childless women of a certain age go crazy and start adopting cats, a civilization cut off from the true end of its religious impulses will invest its frustrated piety in man-made substitutes. But instead of the golden calf, we have Star Wars, cape movies, and nihilist Tolkien.
To restore the West, we must restore the liturgy.
We find ourselves in a challenging position. We're redpilled on the weaponization of film, TV, vidya, oldpub, sportsball, etc. Yet most people, even those who are sympathetic to our viewpoint, are deeply dependent on one or more of these mass opiates.
Attack their media drug of choice head-on, and they lash out like all addicts do.
Of all the subjects I cover here, telling the truth about demonic activity generates the biggest backlash. Posts revealing that the pop culture emperors have no clothes come second. Otherwise sane and rational friends who fought with us in Sad/Rabid Puppies and #GG took to shunning me like Puritans giving a reprobate the cold shoulder when I exposed Star Wars, Marvel, etc. as Clown World agitprop.
We must walk a thin line, dipping one foot in the fetid waters of converged pop culture so we know enough to engage the normies, while maintaining our balance and sanity.