Never Forget, Never Learn: The Leftist Ritual of Public Scab-Picking

In an age of nonstop emotional broadcasting, public remembrance rituals increasingly function as psychological instruments to provide outlets for a portion of the population that are morally and emotionally stupefied.

It’s always the same, Pick a tragic event, that happened in the past and pick the scab off the public would so it never really goes away.

This gives indolent emotionalised loons a chance to dust off their disgust reaction, their moral superiority reaction and to “convince themselves that they are a good person”, mostly I suspect because they have never integrated their yin with their yang and are deluded about their own capacity for wickedness.

These rituals rarely demand genuine reflection or personal accountability.

Instead they offer cheap catharsis, a performative grief that costs nothing and achieves even less. The same voices who demand we “never forget” some selected historical horror are often the quickest to memory-hole contemporary failures, inconvenient truths, or their own ideological contributions to new tragedies.

It is selective amnesia dressed up as moral vigilance.

The scab-picking keeps old wounds raw not for healing but for harvest, feeding a cycle where emotion substitutes for thought and public displays of empathy mask private indifference or outright malice.

Real remembrance would look at root causes, human nature in full, and hard lessons learned.

This version prefers endless ritual to maintain the illusion of virtue without the discomfort of self-examination, and crucially to provide a distraction from something immediate and important.

The emotionally stupefied need these rituals like addicts need a fix, because without the external drama their inner void becomes impossible to ignore.

They project wickedness outward onto safe historical villains while ignoring the everyday capacity for it in themselves and their own tribes. True integration of light and shadow would make such spectacles unnecessary. Instead we get perpetual public therapy sessions for people who refuse to grow up.

Coverage, including tributes, media loops, and “most disturbing day” framing, are all frankly “emotional exhumation nonsense.”

This reveals a deliberate pattern in the left’s emphasis on individualized, high-empathy minutiae to cultivate widespread indifference and a pervasive emotional flatness, while engineering a populace that remains easily roused, compliant, and emotionalized on command when it suits them.

You will grieve, we will tell you when,

This produces a flattened baseline affect, a kind of depressive equity where genuine passion and discernment are levelled down, making society simultaneously numb and manipulable.

Chronic low-level exposure to curated grief dulls everyday emotional range, yet primes people for explosive, directed reactions when the approved narrative trigger is pulled.

The Mechanics of Induced Flatness

The playbook relies on selective individuation, such as a murder by a by a far-right attacker of a popular figure, which offers the perfect emotional optics, clear moral villain and reusable slogans.

Habituation and emotional numbing occur as repetition turns a tragic event into background noise. Empathy flattens into indifference; people register the ritual without deep feeling.

Constant revisitation implies ongoing collective guilt. Questioning the intensity or selectivity marks one as cold. The result is a depressive equivalence, everything feels vaguely heavy, yet nothing truly stands out.

Public tributes and media packages simulate engagement while draining authentic energy, leaving audiences in a state of generalized flatness.

Why This Creates an Easily Roused, Compliant, Emotionalized Populace.

Here lies the manipulative genius, the induced indifference is not total anaesthesia but is selective and conditional. By wearing down the emotional baseline into flatness, the strategy makes the population hypersensitive to elite-approved stimuli while blunting independent outrage or scepticism at real horrors and dangers.

Constant low-grade grief rituals train people like Pavlovian subjects. Most of the time they exist in numb equilibrium, indifferent to inconsistencies, distant from root causes, fatigued by “another tragedy.”

But when the signal arrives (a new personalized victim, a fresh “threat from the right,” or an anniversary peak), the suppressed emotional reservoir floods out in a directed surge. This produces spikes of performative outrage, tears, and solidarity that feel authentic in the moment but are easily channelled.

It is all so obvious that a child would yawn at it.

We evoke emotional reactions through these rituals, and others; such as laws named after victims, or consulting victims or their families on state policy. Who let’s be honest are frankly the last people we should be asking.

As Frank tells Rita in Educating Rita,

“Yes, it’s tragic, absolutely tragic. But it’s not a tragedy in the way that Macbeth is a tragedy.”

We must not confuse the merely tragic with true tragedy. Yet that is precisely what these public remembrance rituals do. They elevate random misfortune or historical events into inevitable, preordained spectacles so the emotionally stupefied can indulge their feelings without facing the real human flaws, choices, and wickedness that actually drive events.

This endless scab-picking does not honour the dead. It flatters the living, sustains delusion, and ensures the lessons of genuine tragedy are never learned.

Though Rita’s understanding of tragedy as relayed to Frank is worth repeating as he opines on what a tragedy really is..

Frank: Whereas, what we read in the newspaper as being tragic - er, “man killed by a falling tree” - is not a tragedy.

Rita: It is for the poor sod under the tree.

A tragedy is a once prosperous world leading country that has descended into a culturally Marxist hell hole under a vicious state cult called EDI/DEI.

That, is real Tragedy .

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