American Culture is Doomed

 Everything American and Americoid is wholly condemned. It will be subsumed by the dustbin of history. You can try to out-breed this fatal fate, but this will only make more bodies that ultimately have to be buried.

 E.g. look how corrupt the language is. Fatal doesn't retain a shred of the meaning of fate. Degenerated.

 Americans can forget Americana, dying spiritually, or they can forget by force, dying physically. 

 I have concluded this is what makes nearly everyone seem dead to me. They're frantically trying to uphold or even extend a zombie culture. Their efforts are self-defeating. Guaranteed to be in vain. If they do anything I don't like, to get rid of it, all I have to do is wait. The trash will take itself out. 

 Wile E Coyote, held up only by their fanatic ignorance of being over the cliff's edge. Except they won't merely leave a cartoon-shaped hole at the bottom, but will properly go splat. 

 You can see how dead culture functions: who remembers Wily? Everything being made today will likewise be rapidly forgotten. A culture with no canon isn't a culture. A culture with no touchstones is not a culture. It's a series of temporary poses taken while in free-fall. Insofar as anything lasts, it's by accident or mistake. By fluke, they remind themselves of something. As incapable of perfect amnesia as they are incapable of retaining a narrative. 

 If you try to contribute to this culture, all your efforts will be wasted. They no longer even want to survive, they only want to keep the drugs going as long as possible. Hooked on schedule 1 copium. 

 Did you catch how Rome went? We learned Latin, and found out everything worth reading was originally written in Greek. Latin is only valuable for finding references to lost Greek works.
 Like, come on, Star Wars? The great myth where the 'chosen hero' is saved by his daddy? At first it looks like Luke managed something, he blew up the death star. Palpatine (unlike New York) just built another one. "Huh, that was expensive. Whoopsie. Well, anyway..." Everything in Star Wars is junk except the Force, and, spoilers, the Force isn't real. Less profound than a puddle. Future cultures will have American screenplays, just as we have Greek plays, but they won't reproduce them, for the same reason. They have no value if you're not the species of narcissist they're pandering to.
 

 Forget not how much ruin is in a nation. The cliff is quite tall; the culture can fall for a very long time. At terminal velocity it even seems steady and predictable. The adherents will propose that new lows are in fact progress. Every improvement is a change, this is a change, therefore it must be an improvement. Perfectly sogical. Progress (downward). Evolution (towards a static equilibrium). 

 I sometimes find works by someone clearly in the grip of creative ecstasy. Far more work goes into them than they can possibly get out of it. Each one speaks of feelings and experiences you can see nowhere else. When I see one, I wonder how many I haven't seen, buried in the bowels of youtube. 

 However, all these oracles speak, in one way or another, of dying and death. A maimed and crippled world, with nowhere to go but down.

 "But what about China and India?" They don't have a culture. They stagnated; stagnation is death, it's already been annihilated. Robots going through the motions of having a culture. Automatons. Golems. Was Spengler right? Do races have souls? If so, they can also become soulless husks. Pseudo-races.
 Times don't changed. Times are changed. Some races, however, can neither change the times nor change with the times. If they get lucky, repeating what they did in the past isn't instantly fatal. They can last for millennia like this, but every year it is yet more impossible to escape their stagnation. Ever more impossible for them to survive a drastic change. 

 Original sin is taxation. If you place a traitorous parasite at the head of society, it will suck out 100% of its vitality, 100% of the time. Nothing short of total civilizational destruction can erase the parasite from a parasite-cored society. The cancer grows until it devours and replaces the entire brain, stuffing the skull full of disease.

 A society that worships lies will have its core refuted by Reality.