Anybody who casts an opinion contrary to the flow of progressive society has been deemed as “unhealthily angry” and treated as an old fogie stuck in the past. It is as if those who are being robbed of values that they desperately wish to see implemented in the world around them are supposed to enjoy being looted of everything they enjoy and not to be angry about it. The classic confrontation between Jeff Specoli and the teacher Mr. Hand has become the battle cry of our day—who owns your time, your opinions, and your life—is it you—or the collective will of society? Is it best to know things like the fogie Mr. Hand or to fall out of a van stoned like Jeff Specoli taking life as it comes without any sense of responsibility or direction? The world has made its decision—and it has chosen Jeff Specoli.
This is why it is important to understand that if you crave values dear reader—then you must be willing to stand alone—society will not back you. You will be alone in virtually every sector of society—and if you chose to stand for something these days—you will be considered a diabolical menace to the “surfer life” of the modern partier fresh from their campus adventures mired in marijuana smoke and valueless endeavor. If you want values, you will have to step away from those people to have them. You will have to stand against the current of the entire world who desires desperately to live the life of Jeff Spicoli and it will be a painful experience. Anger will be a dominate emotion.
Spicoli is part of a surfer culture that was brought to America in a time when communism was being marketed to a conservative public. The surfer life is a very socialist existence and in Fast Times at Ridgemont High, it was shown to have merit compared to all the capitalist failures that the coming of age kids were experiencing. The parents were all goofs, the teachers stuffy caricatures of human bodies, and the main characters had to learn to let go and loosen up to fulfill their journeys through the plot. Jeff Spicoli was the creation of that pre-hippie lifestyle introduced to America through communist infiltration and KGB influence at a time where the actions were denied, but later proven factual. Our nation was invaded—our youth converted into Jeff Spicoli’s, and yet we are told that we aren’t supposed to be angry about it—that we should buy some weed–party—and loosen up.
But the real reason for the accusation toward anger is that those like Spicoli want to live off the efforts of collective society and to keep the interaction civil—they prefer that society gives them no resistance. They want to loot value from your back pocket dear reader and consume it from moment to moment without an eye to the future where all value runs out. A bank robber simply wants you to put your hands up and they wish to rob you without any fight. They simply want your money. They don’t want you to fight to keep it. And so it goes with the modern thief of social value, they don’t want to fight—they just want what you have—and if it is value—they want to consume it then “party” with you so that they can pass by you in the street without guilt.
For those who need social assimilation—they are at a disadvantage when it comes to a world run by Spicoli wanna-bes. They will always have the upper hand when it comes to a public setting because what they stand for is comfort. Today’s real leaders who stand alone for social value must be willing to sit alone in the rain—to distance themselves from the social pressure to be Spicoli and to defend values when the current of ancient communism wishes to wash them out to sea forever hidden by the ocean depths.
The problem is so grand that we now have Spicoli types in the White House and IRS. When the explanation is provided as to why all the IRS emails were destroyed, it sounds like Jeff Spicoli telling Mr. Hand why he was late to class. When the White House gives a press conference, it sounds like the dream Jeff Spicoli had about being a top-tier surfer partying with the Stones in London. And for those who find those explanations repulsive, we are just supposed to accept that Jeff Spicoli will be late to class, doesn’t care about any personal ambition for anything, and is a model citizen who just wants to smoke a joint and eat pizza. To such people of course anyone who finds that lifestyle repulsive will seem angry—because it is disgusting to see such people leech off the public with no ambition or curiosity about life outside of getting high and filling their bellies.
Jeff Spicoli will always be the role that the actor Sean Penn will be known for. Penn is an unapologetic communist and that personality came out so flamboyantly in the Fast Times of Ridgemont High role. The KGB may have created the hippie and surfer culture in California—but they could never have dreamed of what impact the Jeff Spicoli character would have on American youth and that virtually every young person who has seen that movie has in some way adopted the stoned beach bum into their lifestyle. Sean Penn did more to spread the valueless utterances of communism than most of the Russian efforts during the Cold War. And to those who see this erosion of value—they are not supposed to be angry—but accepting and ready to party.
That is why the road to a life of value will be a lonely one—and will be shouldered alone for quite a long time. It is more important than ever that those who are leaders—naturally—will separate themselves from these Jeff Spicoli types and remake the world. Of course we will be called “angry” but consider the sources—and be ready to shrug their opinions away for the value they really have. And it is also important to understand that our local Chambers of Commerce and the political machines of doom are now filled with Jeff Spicoli admirers and that their ideal of leadership is equivalent to ordering a pizza during Mr. Hand’s class.
Rich Hoffman www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com