The Drone Generations


There are countless kids these days who will never have a single original thought, and equally will never recognise and respect a worthwhile thought from those older than themselves.

They will think themselves clever when they sneer at their ancestors, and think themselves enlightened when they repeat fashionable bigotries. They will be incapable of expressing themselves in anything other than memes and thoughts handed down to them by others, and will be as uniform and unaware as ants obeying the pheromones encoded with their simple instructions.

Each will consider themselves uniquely interesting, rebellious and independent, and yet each will be an exact copy of all the rest in every attitude, every pose, and every synthetic, manufactured passion.

There are children, teenagers, and people in their twenties, thirties and forties who, quite frankly, never have and never will develop an adult brain or an adult place in the world. Ideology will have done to them more thoroughly and more lastingly what a too frequently applied shock therapy or a brutal lobotomy might have done to those in the asylums of the past. By ideology alone, and quite willingly and enthusiastically, they will be pleased with their complete ignorance of every quality which differentiates a human being from a beast.

They will be, they already are, the most pampered, ignorant, smug barbarians in all of human history. Almost a new species, deprived of the burdensome cognition of the past, and utterly content in their bovine obtuseness.

They will be the most compliant accomplices in any tyranny imposed on them, and the most hysterically resistant emotional wrecks when confronted with freedom or reality, or with the wisdom that recognises freedom and reality. They will hate the things that would save them and raise them up, and love the things that are chains on their minds and bodies.

They will see themselves as angels whenever they act like devils, as good when they are bad, and bad when they are good.

To turn the next generation into such creatures is a cruelty almost beyond comprehension, but there it is. It’s what has been done. We live with it.

Daniel Jupp is the author of A Gift for Treason: The Cultural Marxist Assault on Western Civilisation, which was published in 2019. He has had previous articles published by Spiked, The Spectator and Politicalite, and is a married father of two from Essex.