The Destructors

Deconstructing the Destructors:
Upon the surreal landscape demarcating the aftermath (carnage) of great wars, antagonisms paused for effect more than paucity of affront, a charismatic leader arises out of the rubble to lead the rabble. As in most origins, he is prophetically versed and vested in the ways of the world, even as a child.
It is not merely the dearth and death of the overtly developed man - no mere coincidence, that the renewed resistance stems from the youth, as surely as they are innately prepared to arise from the ashes of adolescence, likewise to the constraining strictures and structures of communal confinement.
Quiescent days of leisure dictated nominally by the pillars of the monetary artifice only enable the antithesis show more as idle hands become the devil’s workshop. Ah, but “destruction is a form of creation,” as the author famously inscribes.
It begins with the underground; movement, furtive stabs in the dark, gradually unravelling in the enveloping enclosure, contained yet unconstrained, like the stairway, propped up by the moral mythos as much as mortar. They partake with an inner fire burning crisper than the notes alit, consuming all man’s artifacts and constructs. Quintessentially elemental factors are at play: fire, water, earth, and the winds of change. Eventually inevitable collapse will ensue; once the framework to unlay is laid, the skeleton muscles forth, revealing the inner workings, before their vanquishment to nether regions, now flooded with the mouldering residual excreted from stagnated distribution cisterns and systems.
Eclosure of the chrysalis necessitates ruining of the enclosure. The rising tides have subdued the vestiges of decorum. Eventually the masses become constrained or complicit to the conspiracy and a tipping point is realized. Nothing left. Nothing left but to revel in the revelations. The revolution of generations. show less

I didn't get it. It wasn't funny. :) Listened to audio book.

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