Do little. Curt => bad communicator. God often makes these prophecies childishly easy. Listen a little, instead of not at all.
They've created a hierarchy, but they did it by exploiting the conformism of their femoid brains. What happens if you get a bunch of agreeables to agree they need hierarchy? You get a hierarchy. You get a fragile hierarchy that needs constant and intensive maintenance, because it doesn't respect the genuine hierarchy of winners and vassals.
I can tell because it doesn't have bite. These are pretty lies, not dark truths. They can't handle each others' rough edges - look at the ridiculous hugboxes they produce. They're certainly never going to be able to handle Reality's rough edges.
There's a hierarchy, but no command. What do the leaders get out of it? Prestige, not dominance. Whoops.
As we can see, Democratic man is too weak to submit to hierarchy. They don't have the spare ego to sacrifice some and swear fealty. To admit you are lesser takes some minimum amount of strength of soul. Likewise, this hierarchy is predicated on the idea [you're not broken] which in context means your Democratic unwillingness to accept even this sort of slight is in fact good and healthy. They're not hard enough to be vassals.
Unfortunately, personnel is policy. The policy you get shows you what kind of personnel you're working with.
Put another way, the Amish are indeed really cool, but pacifists would never be able to survive without a parasitic strain in their DNA. They're exploiting a fake and temporary niche. See also: spandrel. The Regime only permits the Amish because they form part of the [freedom] fig leaf. Likewise Doolittle's fake-merry band will only survive as long as the Regime either doesn't see them or correctly sees them as part of the camouflage.
They don't have respect and discipline. Their leaders can't tell them to stop doing anything. The have terror. They're terrified of what happens if they don't uphold the hierarchy. They don't have judgment and discernment, and speaking of fear, I'm a little worried about what I'll find they have instead.
"Hmm, they have to decide some are above and other are below somehow. It's logically necessary. How is it done? Wait...it's not painfully obvious....perhaps I don't want to know."
They don't have goals. They don't want to go to the moon, or build a pyramid, or even praise the divine. They merely have concerns. "What will happen to my kids if this continues?" Staying away from poison, not stalking vitality. Foraging, not hunting.
Cowardice, not glory.
It seems totally obvious to me that they wouldn't find an audience without their fluffy soft message. Even the audience of [each other] couldn't be found. The problem is that this is hardly novel. Politeness and decorum and positivity has been tried already. That already didn't work. This might be the best you can get, but it's clearly nowhere near good enough.
You either have to accept [[solutions]] are impossible or gear up to do the impossible.
The soft can't do the impossible.
But, at least, at the end of the day, they do indeed have a hierarchy. I don't need to ask who their Pope is, it's Doolittle. Maintaining a hierarchy for even a few seconds pushes anyone tremendously far to the right. Right to such a degree I think we can call them centrists. This is a genuine accomplishment, and not a minor one.
I think I do recommend involving yourself with them, if you have a mind. As long as you don't take them particularly seriously, they are exploitable. Ensure you secure yourself against them, just as you need to secure yourself against the Regime.
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