The ultimate progressive prophet: Jean Paul Sartre
By Michael Moriarty
"Hell is other people," said that most Progressive of French philosophers, Jean Paul Sartre and he also described life as "nausea".
Sartre charted the eventual fate of all Progressives, that of falling in love with humanity's greatest villain, Mao Tse Tung; to carry on a secret passion for the unapologetic tyranny and homicidal mania of Mao. Mao Tse Tung made even Joseph Stalin look like an amateur of evil. Mao's "great leap forward" far surpassed the death rate of Stalin's purges. Even the madmen of Cambodia and North Korea, Pol Pot and Kim Jong Il, tried to surpass Mao's body count, but … well … I guess the human race can withstand just so much Progressive achievement … even Communists had to put a stop to Pol Pot's Progress … however, they wouldn't kill him. He lived out the rest of his life safely in Communist China, perhaps with Mao's blessings for making such Communist Progress.
The eventual act of all such Progress, of course, is suicide. Once a Progressive aborts the hell of responsibility for "others", as Sartre called them, and then, like Osama bin Laden trains his compatriots to die while blowing bombs or crashing planes into "other people", and after that, of course, when humanity becomes fed up with such a concept of Progress, he, the King of Ultimate Progress will commit suicide … thank God.
Thank Marx and Mao for intellectual prophets such as Jean Paul Sartre. They pursue their ideologies beyond the absurd and, in Sartre's case, point the way to their own destiny which, as Sartre's philosophic competitor, Albert Camus, pointed out, is the "only real philosophic question, suicide".
Then why did Jean Paul Sartre not commit suicide?
Well, for one, he wasn't about to agree with Camus about anything; and two, he was having too much fun and garnering too much fame by depressing people … in ways they'd never been depressed before. He was enjoying far too much misanthropic ecstasy to commit that ultimate act of liberation, suicide. He recommended it to others, but didn't do it himself, rather like Osama bin Laden.
There is an ancient Greek word, "Thanatos", the love of death, and then there are the French … and France's deadly inventions such as the Guillotine and the coy little RU486 abortion pill which slyly asks, "Are – R – you – U – for – 4 – death – 86 … as a solution to the problems of life?"
Sartre was a Communist who worshipped Mao Tse Tung. Mao was, without question, the most historically recorded Doctor of Death we shall ever see.
One fifth of the human race, the Chinese, ended up in entirely at the mercy of Mao … and if there ever was a contradiction in terms, it was Mao and mercy, mercy and Mao. Such a condition, one fifth of the human race imprisoned by one man, will never happen again. Not even Islam can hope for such confined homogeneity.
The recent biography of this monster, Mao Tse Tung, by Jung Chang and Jon Halliday, grew so horrifying to read I couldn't finish it. Not even Nero and Caligula, the legendary villains of the Roman Empire, could come close to Mao's sadism and homicidal solution to all his major problems. He surpassed even Hitler and Stalin in mass murder. He raised his money for military weapons by starving his own people to death and selling their food supply, rice mainly, to Stalin's Soviet Union for guns and bombs and tanks and … any other destructive weapon he could get his hands on.
Just the thought of him makes my bones rattle … and to think of the Americans, Nixon and Kissinger, sucking up to him?! I doubt if I'll finish Robert Dallek's book about Nixon and Kissinger … their ego a deux act climaxes with their not only handing South Vietnam over to the Communists in order to get re-elected, but shortly after their return, Roe v. Wade and an American population control policy was enacted by a predominantly Republican-appointed, American Supreme Court.
In Jean Paul Sartre's ultimate, idealized projection, it was not for him to commit suicide. It was for him to inferentially prophecy the ultimate suicide of the entire human race. Nothing will hurtle America and the world faster to that suicidal goal than the American Progressive Movement; and with a President Hillary Clinton to lead the Progressive battle cry, our ears will be deafened by the growing panic. Our eyes will close at the sight of blazing American hypocrisy, the Progressively aborting and abortive United States trampling over an American's inalienable right to life when created, not gestated, and this nation's presumption that such hypocrisy can face down Islam's homicidal honesty and win.
America and her 34 year old resignation to the Supreme Court's legalization of abortion is a hypocrisy only surpassed by her preference for murdering her unseen infants than watching her citizen's die a slow death by drugs. There are laws against drugs, but none against murder by abortion.
Supreme Court justice Ruth Bader-Ginsburgh, an outspoken Progressive, recently spoke with certainty of the impossibility of overturning Roe v. Wade completely. In her mind, there will always be states that can abort infants legally. The 19th century Taney Supreme Court thought the same thing about legalized slavery, that it will never be entirely overturned.
A Third Millennium Abraham Lincoln will show up eventually, even if it takes another 89 years, as it did with American slavery, for such a miracle to happen. We are now 34 years living under legalized abortion, how long it will take America to realize that legalized abortion is a slow suicide, as slow, but as certain as death by drugs, remains to be seen. Insofar as suicide, humanity's and humanness' suicide is well under way with worldwide abortion, Albert Camus' obsession about suicide being the only real philosophic question is correct. Jean Paul Sartre's joy over the prospect of humanity's suicide is the ultimate expression of Progressive vindication … and France's Grand Guignol, it's Theater of Cruelty, arriving on the heels of the French Revolution and its bloody purges and "communes" are all the preludes to Sartre's prophesy that life is nausea, hell other people and suicide our only, inevitable sanity.
Can such French Thanatos, its love of death, ultimately banish pure love, Agape, and our procreative passion, Eros?
I doubt it.
With people so in love with progress, the Progressives are ironically looking back, far back, to a primitive love of death, in order to feed an ancient Greek obsession called Thanatos.
I just hope the Progressive Movement is humanity's largest, but ultimately its last, big love affair with death, with murder as the inevitable solution for everything.
Michael Moriarty is a Golden Globe and Emmy Award-winning actor who starred in the landmark television series Law and Order from 1990 to 1994. His recent film and TV credits include The Yellow Wallpaper, 12 Hours to Live, Santa Baby and Deadly Skies. Moriarty is also running for President of the United States in 2008 as a candidate for the Realists Party. To find out more about Moriarty's presidential campaign, contact email@example.com.