The Globalists Want You Weeping For Zelensky, Bleeding For Gaza, Sacrificing For Taiwan. But Do You Care?

 Lebron Lashes Out:

Let’s just get this straight: Americans don’t give a damn about foreign affairs. Not really. Not in any meaningful, sustained, policy-shifting, mass-uprising sort of way. Sure, the media class—those soft-palmed types in D.C. and Brooklyn lofts—will wail about Ukraine, weep for Gaza, scream about sanctions, war crimes, climate treaties, and the State Department’s latest hissy fit. But the rest of us? The real country? We’re not moved. We’re not even paying attention.

Why?

Because we don’t know, we don’t go and we’re incurious.

The average American couldn’t find Ukraine on a map if you held a gun to their head. Ask them to point to Yemen or Belarus or Gaza and they’ll likely gesture toward the general direction of “somewhere hot, maybe sandy, definitely not my problem.” And it’s not just ignorance—it’s design. We don’t teach geography. We don’t teach history. We teach grievance studies and gender unicorns and then wonder why nobody cares about foreign borders.

Let me put it bluntly: Americans don’t travel. Most don’t even have passports. We're a continental empire bordered by fish and friendly fire, so we’ve never needed to know where Albania is or what languages are spoken in Moldova. The only “foreign policy” we experience is Taco Bell’s newest global flavor campaign.

So when media types and blue-check mouthpieces go on about “international outrage” or “global responses,” Americans tune out. We don’t see a connection. We see a screen filled with tanks, missiles, protests, and subtitles—and we flip the channel to college football. Because we know deep down that what happens overseas might matter to someone—but not to us.

This isn’t cruelty. It’s not a moral failing. It’s not even selfishness. It’s a function of scale. We are a supercontinent pretending to be a country. From Florida to Fairbanks, San Diego to Staten Island, we’ve got our own issues. Border collapses. Economic sabotage. Cartel warfare. Tech tyrants. Government overreach. And now we’re supposed to drop everything and weep for Kiev? For Rafah? For Tehran?

Sorry, no sale.

And here’s the rub: if you didn’t own a TV or scroll social media, you’d never know a war was going on. America—real America—is not at war. We’re not rationing bread. We’re not watching our sons get drafted. We’re not pulling blackout curtains or stacking sandbags. The Ukraine war exists primarily on CNN, MSNBC, and in the boutique opinions of think tank interns and Twitter addicts. On Main Street, it might as well be a video game.

And Gaza? Don't start. The media cries genocide, but most Americans can't explain what the West Bank is, much less why there are so many protests on college campuses. Ask them what “Free Palestine” even means and you'll get a shrug—or maybe a grumble about taxes.

Now you’ve got the “international community” condemning Israel, threatening reprisals, and doing their usual U.N. shuffle. Again, Americans don’t care. They don’t even know what the “international community” is. It sounds like a condo board with nuclear weapons. The only time we hear about it is when it wants to lecture us for being too rich, too armed, or too free.

The fact is, America is exceptional—but not in the way we think. We’re exceptional in our detachment. Our ability to live inside our own bubble is legendary. Empires past had to care about every province. Rome had to pacify Gaul. Britain had to watch the colonies. But America? We let the rest of the world spin and crash and scream while we binge Netflix, build firepits, and argue about some inane sprts team.

The elites want this to change. They want you weeping for Zelenskyy, bleeding for Gaza, sacrificing for Taiwan. They want you morally invested in every conflict so they can fund their forever wars and launder more billions through defense contracts. They want “war fatigue” so they can justify domestic crackdowns. But the people—God bless ’em—are done. The people have tuned out.

Because foreign affairs no longer affect the American household. That’s the truth. We’ve been trained to believe every far-off skirmish threatens our “values,” our “allies,” our “credibility.” Nonsense. These are abstract nouns invented by lobbyists. What threatens us is fentanyl from Mexico, digital surveillance, collapsing infrastructure, and children who can't read.

And if the foreign policy blob wants to fix something, maybe start with Chicago.

Meanwhile, the idea that Americans “should care” about the Middle East or Eastern Europe is built on the fantasy that we have the mental bandwidth for it. We don’t. We’re overstimulated, overworked, and increasingly over it. Gen Z can’t even pay rent. Boomers are being eaten alive by property taxes. And the working class is being told they’re privileged racists while being replaced by AI and mass migration.

Tell them about Ukraine’s borders and they’ll ask about their own.

Here’s the bottom line: You can’t sell empathy to a nation that’s barely surviving its own domestic onslaught. Americans are not monsters. They just don’t have the time—or the context—for every war, every grievance, every global sob story. It’s not because we’re cruel. It’s because we’ve been fooled before. Iraq. Afghanistan. Libya. Syria. How many more righteous wars that end in rubble and refugees?

So go ahead, world. Protest. Rage. Scream. Americans will hear you—through earbuds, on a feed, with the volume turned down. But don’t mistake apathy for evil. It’s not that we don’t care. It’s that we know better.

And that’s what scares the war machine the most.

Michael Lebron

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