The delinquent rhymester makes a fine confessant who can count on the judgmental classes' recognition without the need to provide insights. The old specter of Evil keeps on haunting massive European Liberation Festivals, restored concentration camps, the Anne Frank House's new visitors' center, and American Holocaust museums. There is nothing left to say about historical Fascism, but plenty about its ill-considered presentation back then and the present logistical inability to cope with historical tourism's traffic flows. It's become a truth well understood by the perpetrators. Beef-fed cattle, Japanese car industries taken over by Americans, South Korea as Great Britain's main investor, walkmen used for insulation, the gathering of knowledge supplanted by that of information.
Pragmatism turns against itself on pragmatic grounds.
The incongruous has become the reasonable. Now, all we have to deal with in the line of orientation are the last of the negationists, the buffoonish and dismal who deny the Holocaust, adore Stalin, still defend the Molotov-Von Ribbentrop Pact, and approve of Hiroshima. Every consistent disturbance factor risks ending up part of this role play. The idea that there's more to it than meets the eye is accepted from the start. This is where the mentally disturbed among us step in, joining the weirdest sects because at least they offer a coherent story.