The Oikophobia Virus
I didn’t know there was a word for it.
Oikophobia is the cultural phenomenon of criticizing, rejecting, or feeling contempt for one’s own home, culture, or society while simultaneously idealizing foreign ones.
Wow. This is an exact description for the Loony Left. It really is a mind virus.
What’s the cure?
A good start would be to shut down all Universities and purge them of the radical staff who are perpetuating this dogma.
Let’s start teaching our children to be proud of their country and heritage. Sing our National Anthem back into our schools.
Western countries are founded upon Christian principles. We should start applying these principles in our everyday lives and especially in our children’s lives.
The western world had an Oikophobia problem well before the floodgates of immigration were opened. As a society we turned our back on our Christian heritage and thru threw all those important moral tenets out the window.
I never went to church as a child. As I grew up we would frown and make fun of religious people. It was not cool to be a churchie.
Wow! if only we knew back then the damage that we were doing to our future.
Why the fall away? It started before I was born. My parent weren’t ‘religious’ either but they did still adhere to most of the Commandments that made our societies safe to thrive in.
I think it was a slippery slope that has snowballed to the point where we are now a flattened shadow of what we once were.
I was a problem child. Maybe one day I will talk about me, but not today. What I am saying is that I was a leading edge in some things. Small things that are totally excepted today weren’t back when I was young.
I had multiple piercings in my ears. I had to take them out for work everyday but I persisted and wore all holes filled until the heavy drops I favoured eventually ripped thru the front holes. It would never have occurred to me to plug the hole and stretch it!
I remember when I got a tattoo on my foot. I put it there so I could cover it but of course I couldn’t wear a shoe for the first few days. I went shopping in thongs and a young boy pointed out my tattoo to his mum. I will never forget the look of sheer revulsion on her face as she dragged her son away from the obvious virus heading their way.
My mum went apoplectic when she saw it a few months later. Silly me had open shoes on. Her response was actually embarrassing but quite typical. My step father wandered over and had a look. “It’s quite good actually” he said. She turned on him too. Home life!
There are a lot of factors that have contributed to the decline we are living thru. Greater minds than mine have thought and discussed our predicament but has anybody actually done anything about it? It would seem to me that we have been purposefully led down this path by those who live in the shadows and exert pressure when and where it is needed to perpetuate their dastardly schemes.
If you are an unfortunate who has been inflicted with this Oikophobia I suggest you find a quiet corner and do some serious self reflection.
The West was a wonderful example of civilized living before it went to hell. Weak people allowed themselves to become victims and lost their individuality into the great mixing pot.