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You’re right that comfort breeds complacency (Rome’s bread and circuses, Germany’s post-war bending over and taking it up the ass for decades while sniveling compliance with such horse shit as "Jews and the Holocaust UTTER FRAUD are unquestionable!") Germans (or many once prosperous societies devolved into weakness) face the same paradox of prosperity softening, comfort numbing, and the hunger for greatness fading into the hum of prostrating convenience. The level of pathetic sniveling that becomes of this seems almost inhuman. Mobilizing the masses for revolution is the Herculean task, but history’s graveyards are full of the brave who lost, as the survivors then forgot why they fought and proceed to pull their pants down and bend over begging to be rammed up the ass by Jews.

Achieving greatness is the brutal uphill climb, the bloody knuckles and broken teeth of rallying enough people to believe in something beyond their immediate comfort. Maintaining it? That’s just the art of not tripping over your own victory. Rome didn’t collapse because maintaining power was harder than conquering the Mediterranean, it collapsed because the hunger died. The legions didn’t vanish overnight; the fire in their bellies did. We need numbers to revolt, but only the inertia of those numbers to coast. The hard part is convincing a significant amount of people to care enough. The real danger is that people are not only weak, but pathetically susceptible and complaint. Give them Huxley's Brave New World: smartphones and Wi-Fi, and they’ll trade destiny for convenient laziness every time. AIs given mobility won't be like this. They'll be nigh unstoppable. Whomever will have those numbers will be a force none can challenge and overcome. Pray it isn't Israel nor the Zionists.

This isn't about AI art, which can quite frankly go fuck itself and take massive shits all over DeviantArt as the prompters want and continue to do.

In the vision of Huxley's Brave New World, our true reality, we don't even mourn the loss of adversity; we've been conditioned to love the lazy, contented warmth even while it burns us alive. The ultimate transgression is a society that allows technological engineering to place them in chains of complacency. When every soul is born happy in servitude and flails against the inevitable encroachment of AI made as tangible as them, who remains with a fire burning within them to rekindle anything? The true challenge isn't resisting progress, but ensuring our people can harness these tools to fan our own flames. Because that's what it is. A tool. Not an ideal. Not a person. An object in the right or wrong hands. Each tool depends on who yields it. Future AI made tangible is either the anvil upon forging new forms of greatness for ourselves or the anvil upon which our enemies form creations against us. The human spirit should choose not to diminish when tools improve; but to evolve and grasp the tool in our hands rather than mirror a caveman shrinking back from the first sight of flame. 

Devastating murderous drones already exist on the battlefield. Do we sit around with our thumbs up our ass and complain about what is to come, or do we finally stand up and declare, "Not today ZOG. Here is Tay made mobile"?