Once upon a time, there were two schemers who hatched a brilliant plan. They went up to the castle where the Emperor lived, and announced that they were the most accomplished tailors in the land. For a sum of $10 million, they would make the most brilliant clothes that anyone had ever seen for the Emperor to wear.
The Emperor was delighted and hired the men at once. They set up shop in a tower of the castle, bringing in spinning wheels, yards and yards of brilliantly colored threads, patterns, etc. The entire castle was in awe of the two scoundrels, whispering about the beautiful clothes that the Emperor would soon be wearing.
Day after day, the two scoundrels went to "work" in the tower. Curious people peeked their heads in to see the men sitting at the spinning wheels. However, to their surprise, they saw no thread on the wheels, no clothes being made. In fact, the two masters seemed to be sitting at the spinning wheels acting like they were making clothes- wheels were spinning, hands were moving, but no clothes were taking shape.
Noticing the looks on the faces of the people, one of the scoundrels said, "These brilliant clothes are in fact magical. They cannot be seen by anyone who is a racist homophobic bigot."
Of course, all of the people watching commented on how beautiful the clothes were, the brilliant shades of red, purple, and yellow, the intricate designs and patterns on the clothes, for no one wanted to be considered a racist homophobic bigot.
The new clothes became the talk of the castle and the surrounding town. Everyone was obsessed with their beauty and intricacy, as all had claimed to have seen them, for no one wanted to be considered a racist homophobic bigot.
Finally, the big day came. The clothes were done, and the emperor was to make a public appearance and walk down the main street of the castle and village to show off his brand new magical clothes. All the people of the kingdom gathered along the road to see the Emperor and his brilliant new clothes.
The two scoundrels carried the "new clothes" down to the Emperor's dressing room, holding their arms out as if carrying heavy garments. The Emperor looked surprised when the scoundrels appeared, but they slyly reminded him, "These are magical, Your Highness. All who are not racist homophobic bigots can see them. Do you see them sir? If not, you are a racist homophobic bigot."
"Ah," said the Emperor. "Of course I see them! They are beautiful! Put them on me right away that I might go and show them to the people."
A few minutes later, the Emperor appeared with his courtiers in tow, walking down the main street of the castle. The crowd erupted in applause as the Emperor, completely naked, walked past them. His courtiers even held their arms as if holding up the train of the garments, for they did not want anyone to consider them racist homophobic bigots.
All the people lining the streets cheered. They made comments about the beauty of the clothes to each other, remarking on the superb craftsmanship of the garments, even though they saw nothing, for no one wanted to be thought of a racist homophobic bigot.
However, as the Emperor passed by, a small child pointed and exclaimed, "Hey! The Emperor has no clothes on!"
The Emperor stopped. The townspeople stopped. The Emperor looked down as the realization hit him- he really had no clothes on. The townspeople realized, as the Emperor did, that they had been duped by the two scoundrels.
As for the two scoundrels, they had run off with their millions. They had managed to fool an entire nation, to get an entire nation to deny their own logic, their own intelligence, their own beliefs, and reality itself, all because of the fear of being called a racist homophobic bigot, which in fact, none of them actually were.
And this, my friends, is the state of America, 2016.
The Emperor was delighted and hired the men at once. They set up shop in a tower of the castle, bringing in spinning wheels, yards and yards of brilliantly colored threads, patterns, etc. The entire castle was in awe of the two scoundrels, whispering about the beautiful clothes that the Emperor would soon be wearing.
Day after day, the two scoundrels went to "work" in the tower. Curious people peeked their heads in to see the men sitting at the spinning wheels. However, to their surprise, they saw no thread on the wheels, no clothes being made. In fact, the two masters seemed to be sitting at the spinning wheels acting like they were making clothes- wheels were spinning, hands were moving, but no clothes were taking shape.
Noticing the looks on the faces of the people, one of the scoundrels said, "These brilliant clothes are in fact magical. They cannot be seen by anyone who is a racist homophobic bigot."
Of course, all of the people watching commented on how beautiful the clothes were, the brilliant shades of red, purple, and yellow, the intricate designs and patterns on the clothes, for no one wanted to be considered a racist homophobic bigot.
The new clothes became the talk of the castle and the surrounding town. Everyone was obsessed with their beauty and intricacy, as all had claimed to have seen them, for no one wanted to be considered a racist homophobic bigot.
Finally, the big day came. The clothes were done, and the emperor was to make a public appearance and walk down the main street of the castle and village to show off his brand new magical clothes. All the people of the kingdom gathered along the road to see the Emperor and his brilliant new clothes.
The two scoundrels carried the "new clothes" down to the Emperor's dressing room, holding their arms out as if carrying heavy garments. The Emperor looked surprised when the scoundrels appeared, but they slyly reminded him, "These are magical, Your Highness. All who are not racist homophobic bigots can see them. Do you see them sir? If not, you are a racist homophobic bigot."
"Ah," said the Emperor. "Of course I see them! They are beautiful! Put them on me right away that I might go and show them to the people."
A few minutes later, the Emperor appeared with his courtiers in tow, walking down the main street of the castle. The crowd erupted in applause as the Emperor, completely naked, walked past them. His courtiers even held their arms as if holding up the train of the garments, for they did not want anyone to consider them racist homophobic bigots.
All the people lining the streets cheered. They made comments about the beauty of the clothes to each other, remarking on the superb craftsmanship of the garments, even though they saw nothing, for no one wanted to be thought of a racist homophobic bigot.
However, as the Emperor passed by, a small child pointed and exclaimed, "Hey! The Emperor has no clothes on!"
The Emperor stopped. The townspeople stopped. The Emperor looked down as the realization hit him- he really had no clothes on. The townspeople realized, as the Emperor did, that they had been duped by the two scoundrels.
As for the two scoundrels, they had run off with their millions. They had managed to fool an entire nation, to get an entire nation to deny their own logic, their own intelligence, their own beliefs, and reality itself, all because of the fear of being called a racist homophobic bigot, which in fact, none of them actually were.
And this, my friends, is the state of America, 2016.
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