Color me confused that in today’s modern world of global communication, we appear to still be in those fraught times where the Chinese don’t want you getting too cushy with any members of the Mongol horde and contact might get you viewed as spy and saboteur. Don’t even go near their horses.
What alarmed me in particular this time was that to some gun control advocates, anyone who didn’t denounce the NRA as a terrorist organization or opposed gun control was personally responsible for the shooting and was of course a vile, despicable, human being who supports kids being murdered.
That’s a pretty easy strawman to beat in public for an applauding mob. But wait, are’t these the same people who are interested in diversity? Not when it comes to worldview and politics apparently. In fact dissenters need to be isolated, dehumanized, and possibly targeted. If you can cost them friends and family as well as various public shamings, all the better right?
Welcome to conversation in the 21st century on the internet which is now spilling over into people’s actual real lives. Rid yourself of dialogue and arm yourself with a cell phone and your targets contact information and workplace details that can be submitted to a two minute hate twitter mob.
Perhaps we are much more divided in terms of worldview and culture in America then we ever have been, but since when did dissenting views equal incompatibility with even spending time or associating with someone?
Recently I was having a conversation with a family member – one that I very much respect -who was surprised at how I could become “friends” with someone in the Dissident Right who my family member considered to have rather reprehensible views. (Granted, most of my family members would consider him to have said reprehensible views.)
He was particular surprised by me using the word friend. Why would you become friends with someone with views and speech seen as inexcusable or unacceptable? (While I don’t agree with this friend on everything, he is still a friend.)
Well regardless of where you are on the political spectrum, it’s a damn good question.
How I Became a Deplorable With Detestable Views
Picking my friends, associates, or villainous enemies to be denounced on twitter based on what they think or hide in perspective closets has always simply been a matter of how and where I meet people.
Hookah lounges. Bars. Concerts. Churches. Raucous Parties. Parties I will not mention. Internet Forums. Gaming Circles. Gaming Servers. Family functions. Work. My Old Campus.
Years ago before Trump was a thing, I used to play an online browser game called Astro Empires. While I’ve retained a friend from that game, one other “friend” – a rather progressive one – on Facebook told me he couldn’t be friends with me anymore because my views were detestable. We even really enjoyed soccer too! (At that time I was first stumbling across the Manosphere.)
When I reflected upon that moment, the recent conversation I had between me and my family member prompted that EUREKA moment in my puny bigoted backwards brain; plenty of people today view life style, worldview, political, or even cultural differences and disagreements as the whole of a person.
If their views are too far out there or “offensive”, their friendship is something that’s found to be shocking. I find this notion troubling as to what it implies; you are what you secretly dare to ponder upon in the late night hours when you entertain crimethink thoughts about the nature of man, society, and any other specifically touchy controversial subjects where voicing opinions on what you actually think could get you fired from your job because guilt by association.
Talking to people, associating with them, or even communicating or working with them on mutually agreed ideas – even if you differ with them on everything else is certainly not allowed.
What happened to Quinn Norton, which while it certainly didn’t happen to me reminds me of myself. She got fired hours after being hired by the New York Times for talking with the wrong people. Quinn dared to “associate” with Weev or the greatest deviant villain alive on the internet today, Andrew Aurenheimer founder of the Daily Stormer. Whoops.
Obviously Quinn is the opposite of a Nazi, but the fact that she had communicated with him on just ONE idea they shared the same opinion on and that she felt was important produced some sort of alternate internet depiction of her as a Nazi.
I was called a Nazi because of my friendship with the infamous neo-Nazi known on the internet as weev—his given name is Andrew Auernheimer; he helps run the anti-Semitic website The Daily Stormer. In my pacifism, I can’t reject a friendship, even when a friend has taken such a horrifying path. I am not the judge of who is capable of improving as a person.
This philosophy also requires me to confront him about his terrible beliefs and their terrible consequences. I have been doing this since before his brief time as a cause célèbre in 2012—I believe it’d be hypocritical for me to turn away from this obligation. weev is just one of many terrible people I’ve cared for in my life.
I don’t support what my terrible friend believes or does. But I strongly advocate for people with a good sense of themselves and their values to engage with their terrible friends, coworkers, and relatives, to lovingly confront them for as long as it takes, and it would be wrong to not do so myself. I had what I now see as the advantage of coming from a family of terrible people.
This taught me that not everyone worthy of love is worthy of emulation. It also taught me that being given terrible ideas is not a destiny, and that intervention can change lives.
One article that covered her reaction to her Twitter scalping had this particular gem of a comment posted:
“There’s a big difference between being friends with people in private and changing their minds personally, one-by-one, and being friends with people publicly and normalizing their BS. If friendship with the Nazi is so important to her, let them be friends. But if it’s part of her public persona, that makes it part of NYT’s public persona, that makes a big cultural voice voting for white supremacy – welcome to 2018. Everyone can see everything, everyone can hear everything.”
Right there in this tripe of slime comment is everything that is wrong with social media, the internet, and our outrage culture in general. I’m picking on this comment in particular because this is EXACTLY the kind of attitude I see reflected by so many saintly twitter and social media stake burners when they light their torches.
Being friends with bad people – or those deemed to be by our new cultural overlords – is the same thing as “normalizing” their views. Pious peasants don’t associate with heretic harbingers or they risk becoming them or promoting them.
Even if you are friends with a Troll, Sauron, Nazi or worse -a Communist considering their body count in the 20th century – talking, eating, communicating, gaming, participating in gay orgies, or shooting the shit with them isn’t going to “Normalize” anything.
We aren’t our political or worldview beliefs. We are Jack, Jon, Joan, and June who are living life in the 21st century in the digital age afflicted by social media Popes who think that too many “radical” blog posts or social media rants are the absolute embodiment of what someone is 24/7.
Can’t the friend police ever take a damned break? Don’t they have lives? Is this really what they want to reflect upon gloriously when on their death beds?
I always viewed having various friends and associates like a 9-5 job where after you got done talking about what you thought – no matter how heinous it was deemed to be, you then went on with your life. You kept drinking beer, smoking stogies, and telling stories late into the night with them.
In fact, I would imagine myself as a professor or his neighbor. I could have a daily talk with some uber male feminist ally like Michael Kimmel, have very different conclusions, and go back to grabbing a beer with him later while throwing darts.
The disagreements, while fundamental to our worldview differences and how we choose to life life and spend time would fade while we live our normal lives. One would leave work, go home, unwind, and enjoy time with family and friends. Another would go to the bar, play softball or volleyball, or watch the newest Game Of Thrones episode together.
That right there. Normal life.
Journey Of Self Discovery
When you form your worldview and outlook on life, it happens over time – often in a kind of butterfly and domino effect of situations, events, friends, and where you spend your time. It’s a journey, just maybe not as adventurous and epic as something out of Lord Of The Rings.
I’m far from a modern day Jesus, but I have and do associate with plenty of sinners, reprobates, and people who are today’s version of heretics.
Lately there’s been a wave of miserly curmudgeons who want to dictate who you can and can’t hang with. If you deviate, you are labeled some sort of ist /ism or more frequently a fascist or Nazi lover.
It’s not like I went out trying to make friends with hardcore druggies, dangerous online deviants, violent biker types, or Molotov cocktail wielding AntiFa activists. Rather I simply kept looking for the truth and I was going to wherever it led.
I wanted to find out who I was. Being drawn to controversy, mischievous and dirty humor, abstract in-the-clouds freedom of speech ideals, gaming, history, rebellion, cigars and smoking, etc all played apart in the paths I would choose at the forks in the road.
In fact, it was similar creating a character class with attributes in an RPG. I was forging an identity as there were flaws in my current thinking and approach at the time that left me feeling like I was wasting away in the wind while others clearly were not.
What led me even more into the devious, deviant, and every “ist” and “ism” under the sun circles is the simple fact that they were as hostile as I was to control over freedom of association.
Not once did the mean miserly misogynists sexist racists in the manosphere writhe in constant shouting, shaming, and denunciation of myself for being friends with feminists, social justice advocates, Black Israelites, “liberals”, Trump haters, ect.
Neither did those in the #GamerGate, the Dissident Right, and even in horrible dangerous despicable your-soul-may-perish-for-eternity places like the Roosh V forum.
In fact, not once did some White Nationalist or Supremacists types I talked to flip shit over the fact I talked to Jews, had Jewish friends, and didn’t loathe them. Even in the case of me being mixed race, my family being mixed race of various sorts, and plenty of friends and associates being every kind of ethnicity, race, culture, factions and members of various “groups” did this occur.
After a while, I realized where the real “bigots” were coming from and who was surprisingly far more “tolerant” despite having all sorts of views I didn’t agree with. At the end of the day, I didn’t have to be fully 100% on board with Nazis jackbooting in Harlem with a Hivemind to agree with them that feminism is bad thing.
Look what happens to people like Laci Green who are still ardent feminists and social justice advocates who dared to ask questions and not be completely in lockstep. They of course get all the nasty labels deliberately designed to rid them of their humanity, making them acceptable targets.
After all, if someone isn’t human and their views have no place in “acceptable” society, then there are no rules that limit what you can do to them. The insane exaggerated hyperbole and straw-men they are tarred with is therefore not only “acceptable” but apparently some sort of cosmic justice.
Dissenters must be squashed. For some in uber progressive circles where they spiritually and mentally self-mutilate themselves for not being better allies, they reach a breaking point. The term “Peak Trans” comes to mind. Now they not actually suddenly jump to the right politically, but they end up realizing that they can’t survive in a hive mind which allows for no free thinking.
Social media just exacerbates this problem of free thinking. Express views where you question a popular and accepted narrative? People lose their minds and you become a Nazi, ist, or ism. People will take screenshots of denouncing you and “defriending” you.
One is either a hero or a villain – no in between. If you associate with them in anyway or dare to be friends with them, then via guilt by association, you also become a hero or villain.
Pearce Tefft proclaimed that “Peter Tefft, my son, is not welcome at our family gatherings any longer. I pray my prodigal son will renounce his hateful beliefs and return home. Then and only then will I lay out the feast.”
To quote the guy from 300 who get’s kicked into that bottomless pit, “This is madness.”
I have two sons, and regardless if they became die-hard SJWs who loathed every view I espoused, they’d be welcome in my house. I’m not pouring years of time, smelly diapers, long nights, and the joys of watching them crawl, walk, and start talking down some drain filter because of what they might believe.
In fact the mere thought of it really bothers me. I can see not marrying or dating someone because of it, but your very own flesh and blood?
However, this isn’t a new phenomenon. It’s one of human nature. Plenty of family members, villagers, tribesmen, etc. have disowned each other to the point of the sword because of differences in belief.
However that was then, this is now. Right?
Supposedly the Enlightenment and Age of Reason were supposed to put us past this, but they haven’t. I’m not going to bother to go into the reasons for that, but I will say that social media obviously fuels this polarization and dichotomy of us vs them.
For some people, they aren’t just content to “de-friend” and dehumanize you, they also believe you need to lose your job, be unable to pay your mortgage, and ensure you are out on the streets. Your family who you support financially? They don’t give a shit.
I’ve been an advocate of fighting fire with fire – specifically those people who threaten to or go after people’s jobs. However, with finances being tight for myself and with me being the sole provider for my wife and two sons, it’s hard for me to imagine attempting similar retribution to someone, even if they were the aggressors in trying to get me or people with whom I hold similar views with fired.
At some point, we have to draw the line as to how far one should go in a polite and civilized society – while it still barely remains one.
To all you activists out there, regardless of your stripe and creed, how far are you willing to go?
Seriously, consider that so many ardent screaming activists are often far removed from the situations and people they express outrage about. Do those who scream about gun control the loudest with the biggest platforms live in Baltimore in the ghetto? Often they don’t.
Those same people are then shocked when they exit their bubble and briefly enter another where very different views are held. You’d think they’d embrace that diversity, but often they just point, shriek, and scream “HERETIC!” Often, that’s where the mutual conversation ends and the pitchforks and torches begin.
Is this really how any of us want to live? Where we can’t separate someone from their politics or opinions? I certainly don’t, but I fear far too many do.
“It is true that the Western heritage is in decline all across our world, as our numbers shrink relative to the growth of Asia, Africa, and Latin America, and as people from those regions move unopposed into what we conceive of as our “regions”—and as we ourselves become more absorbed into a bland, universalist, interchangeable consumer culture.” – Introducing the Fifth Political Theory
The Rotting Stink Clawing Away At Us
Author’s Note: This article will be updated and edited consistently as I focus my thoughts and ideas as time goes on. I’m not an intellectual nor an amazing writer. I’m just some guy trying to flush out what plagues our modern existence. Thoughtful genuine critique is welcome. This long post is divided into two parts with the second focusing on ideas to forge a new mythos and identity.
Something is wrong with modern society. You can feel it in your bones. We don’t know who we are, but we do know who we aren’t supposed to be as everything that was once held dear is targeted by denizens for marginalization and eventual destruction.
It almost feels like a sinister X- Files like conspiracy in which our souls and spirit have been stolen away. WE can smell the rot in their absence, and we know its more than just the curse of post-modernism that’s been chipping away our foundations.
Almost everyone regardless of their political affiliations can see that the world around is falling apart. We are reaping the seeds we’ve sown from the French Enlightenment to the Post-Christian West. Our politicians and elites are in a ruling class of their own shaping laws and society in their image for their benefit with no God to hold them accountable except the mob like masses who’ve they managed to curtail, placate, and manipulate with modernity’s version of Rome’s bread and circuses.
They plan to build their own God in silicon gadget form sustained, worshiped, and supported by the mindless and soulless entertained smart phone interchangeable zombies who have been birthed into a lonely digital world outside of the normal familial boundaries. We are to become cogs in their newly created earth.
Their image always remains one of refinement while ours remains that of peasants who cling to our backwards views while being in constant need of guidance from our elite better. Instead of viewing us cogsas fellow citizens, they view us as Kulaks that need to be “re-educated” and cleansed of “racism” and other ists and phobias – under their diverse, woke, and privilege checking vice grip of course.
Angelo M Codevilla makes this point astutely regarding the growing divide between the attitude of our ruling class and the rest of us:
Its attitude is key to understanding our bipartisan ruling class. Its first tenet is that “we” are the best and brightest while the rest of Americans are retrograde, racist, and dysfunctional unless properly constrained. How did this replace the Founding generation’s paradigm that “all men are created equal”?
We know they look down on us, because we aren’t equal. We sheep are distracted by our own internal squabbles that always seem to go from one cultural battle to the other. It never ends, but the same small grodiup of people always seem to win.
While we fight tooth and nail, the ruling class and their well paid servants and connected media groupies dine on fine wine in DC suburbs and coastal penthouses. Love or hate Trump, you can’t help but notice how the establishment and media function like a zerg hivemind with talking points that wreak of coordination.
Sure, some identity groups that shriek loud enough are thrown the scraps from the ruling class, but there are only so many from the table to go around and they always seem to benefit the rulers in the long run. Even the scraps don’t seem to go far.
The stimulus bills of the last decade weren’t shared with the common man, but rather they were given to banks and financial institutions to big to fail. “Tax cuts” and supposed trickle down economics didn’t stop people from losing their homes. No scraps for the rest of us in our favelas.
Obamacare was supposed to fix our health insurance problems. It helped some, but screwed many people over in the process and didn’t eliminate in-state monopolies and in the end poured money into the coffers of health insurance companies who once again get the best handful from the cookie jar while we are left with crumbs.
“Nowadays, the members of our ruling class admit that they do not read the laws. They don’t have to. Because modern laws are primarily grants of discretion, all anybody has to know about them is whom they empower. “
Trumps election and Bernie Sanders run was a challenge to the ruling class, but the movement that propelled them is much bigger than either man. It is a backlash to the elites in every aspect of society from media to Wallstreet to academia which treat us with contempt because we aren’t sheltered and we see the negative effects first hand of things like unlimited immigration – either legal or illegal.
People know something is deeply wrong. We’ve been sacrificed on the altar of globalization for the profit of the ruling class and those who aspire to become part of them. It’s reduced people to moving parts in a machine which is highly unstable and stripped them of their identities as it shoves them into shopping malls, Amazon orders, and smartphone addicts. We have become cogs in a machine.
Our cultural, ethnic, and long held traditional identities have been attacked and shattered, both by the ruling elites and by the other “minority” groups who have been turned into useful cannon fodder making assimilation less and less possible. People are wandering in the wilderness clinging to lingo like diversity, equality, and multiculturalism and wondering why it’s not working. It was never meant to. Their welfare was deliberate sacrificed in the pursuit of the global “good”.
For daring to notice that the effect of a foreign group of people in large numbers – now and all throughout history – on that of their host and how they don’t “assimilate” but rather irreversibly for better or worse change a culture, people, and region makes you a Xenophobe. Noticing that not every group has the ability to react the same way or has the capability for various tech, education, governance, and even linguistics gets you branded as a racist, regardless of observable history.
The anger seethes through you as does a sense of betrayal.
You can see the familial social cohesion that strong masculine men bring a culture and family being systematically attacked to the point of dubbing the very concept of masculinity as toxic by people who want to destroy the Nuclear family. Why? Salvatore Degennaro at the American Conservative gives us an answer:
“Because masculine men are harder to control under tyrannical socialism. The modern beta male, on the other hand, craves socialism. This is why the left has branded masculinity as toxic: it stands as a roadblock to their endgame.”
The lust for control is what drives our elites. Over time, any variables that jeopardize that or make it more difficult must be eliminated. That’s why we hear about “Diversity” that is always biological but never ideological. To them, “diversity” actually means conformity – and there’s still too many of us free thinkers of all types who aren’t conforming to their desired mold.
More and more you will realize it was and still is simply a means to break down any dominant identities. It’s why you are bombarded with the “white supremacy” slur from the misers and privileged in academia, journalism, media, and even government when you aren’t kneeling in shame for being proud of your American ancestors, heritage, culture, and identity. Why do they keep going after your history?
The elites and ruling class know they must replace it with: (1) weak identities that will inevitably shatter from infighting (2) shattered identities that end up turning to the distractions of our modern age to cope with being miserable, depressed, and filled with anxiety from being inculcated by “activism” and an ideology built on victim-hood. Their world becomes so depressing from their obsessions that they must distract themselves with another of entertainment, vice, and materialism and of course amazon.
So what do they and us do, and where do we ALL turn?
I’ll make a bold claim: Diversity, multiculturalism, equality, and all those buzzwords are all attempts to promote certain cultures and people groups while excluding others with the malicious attempt to eventually subvert and replace them. So goes all of history with varying manifestations. People who notice this are disdainfully called xenophobes, rather than Xenophiles.
A subversion on the level of an Fringe like conspiracy slowly boils all of us frogs in it’s diverse pot. It’s ultimate goal is one is to ultimately reduce all strong and proud cultures and groups to a hive mind that think alike and most importantly consume alike. Your identity will be reduced to a shallow one that’s based on what you consume, order from Amazon, and the video games you buy.
Capitalism was supposed to be the virtuous prescription for all of our problems. While it’s the best of what we have available, many have been left behind and the alternatives they have don’t fill them with a sense of hope for the future.
In a twist of fate for most of us with libertarian and conservative leanings, we are plagued by a cold harsh unflinching capitalism run amok controlled by globalists obsessed with power and profit. That’s a sentence I never thought I would contemplate. It became our endgoal, but the endstate was one of manipulation of our inner hedonism we never considered by a narcissist population that has almost nothing in common with the that of the people who the Constitution was written for.
We will be promised “liberty” and freedom” which will involve concepts like open borders, legalized drugs, changing our gender at will, and ramming a dildo into anyone we wish. Lacking is anything substantial that can actually develop an identity that is rooted intrinsically at the family and community level building social cohesion that can survive and thrive.
Open borders and unlimited immigration – like DACA – are pursued relentlessly by the ruling class and elites who control the corporations, bureaucracies, and governments to ensure permanent access to cheap and low-skilled workforce who can always be interchanged like batteries.
The more “diverse” your workforce, the easier the access to interchangeable labor pool who can be distracted from getting better wages by being pitted against each other over the slightest of differences or disagreements. Current popular notions of diversity deliberately prevent and ostracized diverse viewpoints and worldviews. Everything else seems to be “interchangeable”, just as cogs are meant to be.
Even Marx for his many failings understood this, just not the scourge of cultural Marxism he would lay bitter foundations for. Social cohesion that enables any particular group to be resilient and defiant about being shortchanged by elite globalists must be silenced, demonized, and tarred with society’s newest scarlet label.
Opponents to this deliberate disruption to social cohesion are dubbed racist and xenophobes so that the immigrants who can’t support themselves become dependent on a bureaucracy whose feeding hand they will never be able to bite, stuck in a way of life and lifestyle. Their families, identity, and culture will of course be targeted for subjugation and ultimate diffusion into the hive-mind.
Education is to be driven with the goal to eliminates critical thought and logic in exchange for a mindset to shape children into drones for the workforce that will never question authority. Efforts are made to negate the meddling of parents to interfere with it to make sure children have the “right” influences.
In the mean time we cogs will exist in our just safe enough, yet crumbling ghettos while one set of laws is applied to us and another for the ruling class in their ivory towers, walled off neighborhoods, and mogul lairs. It’s already happening in California where the rich in their squalid safety view us disdainfully from afar, their influence and power reaping rewards for them, but division and struggle for us.
This occurs through distracting talk about “white supremacy” while the elite and ruling classes develop a new supremacy for themselves and their friends while the rest of us squabble with each other for scraps at their table. The poor SJWs who end up eating their own have had their useful fanaticism turned toward targets who have no access to the levers of power. Look back through history, and you will notice this pattern; poor saps are eventually turned on and given as plunder to the new saps on the block.
Sins Of The Past
In the current year, pun intended, there is a raging desire by the ruling elites – both intellectual and political to remove anything that honors or respects the sacrifices of men and heroes past. Many a memorial and statue has been deemed unacceptable.
While a definite distraction, it’s a particularly devastating one that separates a people or group from their history and forges a new identity with no past roots, traditions, structures, or institutions to create a stable foundation.
The founding mythos seeped in centuries of various traditions is deliberately shirked in favor of a new identity that has no ties to the past. It’s an identity with an end goal of you being an interchangeable consumer cog who works till the day you die. Alternatives are not allowed because racism. Or another ist, ism, or phobe. Don’t even dare to think outside the box.
Anything that reminds us cogs of our previous roots and the identities of our ancestors must be removed as well as demonized. Our heroes aren’t allowed to be flawed Saints. They must rather be demonized as tyrannical devilish villains. It’s a deliberately simple solution that is designed to ignore the complexity that is human nature.
Yet these particular flaws of humanity have come into prime focus with an intention for exploitation. The old bones of grievance past are to be dug up to further the distraction and lend effort to pitting “victims” against each other. In history, just about everyone is a victim. Why now though?
Neither us nor the ruling classes are dealing with an incoming Mongol Horde, nor about to be sacrificed on an Aztec altar, nor chained as a slave to a Turkish galley on the high sea, nor seeing everyone around you die of the Black plague, or wondering if your village is going to survive the incoming Viking longboats about to land.
Still we pass judgement on the victors and losers of the past for what we deem as “evils” of that time, sometimes rightfully so. Yes, objective morality exists. However much of the moral rants about past transgressions we see in our current political and cultural dialogue is best described as a diabolical form of distraction and manipulation that presents our history as well as that of the West as Us vs Them.
It’s done with the simplest dichotomy in mind so it can be utilized by anyone with a grudge, a victim complex, and a flawed character looking to exploit guilt and shame. The important and significant lessons and persons of history are instead weaponized and twisted by institutions that are supposed to be above it. This is a big deal because it has consequences in it’s impact on academic journals, media publications, and eventual government policies.
The distraction for us common folk is heightened by constant fighting on various platforms to ensure nothing really changes besides endless disingenuous virtue signaling . We remain cogs with a focus permanently distracted by twitter wars while they continue to mold us in their image. We become the blue tribe vs the red tribe all while being plundered by a foreign tribe that forces tribute from us.
Ironically those who spin the various threads of privilege, shame, guilt, and exploitation seem to come from privileged places of academia and influence and are among the more prosperous recipients in fortune from the events of past generations, yet tell the rest of us to writhe in shame and guilt of history that’s benefited them in the long run. We become their scapegoats while they retain their “privilege”.
They do this from armchairs of relative comfort and generous hindsight as they deliberately force their narrative through our lens of modern fake morality ignoring that people hundreds of years ago then were dealing with a far different world than we do now. All of the heroes and villains throughout history were seen very differently in their times then they are now.
We have hindsight. They didn’t. Genghis, Caesar, Boadicea, Xerxes , and Hirohito were all seen very differently by people at their time. Xerxes was a villain to the Greeks and Genghis a hero to the Mongols. Put simply, they were men (and women) of their time which is why we see both the good and the bad. Why can’t our esteemed scholars do the same for post-renaissance Western history?
To add to the dishonesty on historical discourse, they focus completely on the negative effects, while ignoring the positive effects that the colonization, the West, and Christianity had on the world. Suffice to say, the US wouldn’t be the superpower it is now if Europeans hadn’t come over and seized it. The Middle East and Asia would be far more advanced if not for the destruction brought by the Mongols.
Even the most educated among us would be hard pressed to find one nation, city, empire, country, or even village that hasn’t been built on bloodshed, slavery, ethnic strife and hatred, self-serving ambition, and just the base human desire to want what others have. In their zeal to reshape Western Civilization and destroy the influence of Christianity they deliberately ignore this.
When we begin to wake up momentarily, they throw some additional scraps for us to focus on. We are directed back to focus on past transgressions. Ironically they often currently start fights over who , a shocking unheard of phenomenon that has not been occurring since the beginning of human history.
The Victim Identity
Some of our heroes may be worse than others, but how far do we go in our quest to establish our identities, who we are, the history we look to for guidance and education, and the lessons that we should learn from their deeds? Who is so evil that they must be seen as an absolute villain vs who accomplished so much good that we must see them as a saint? Who should pass these judgments?
Well there is an an entire identity and complex is built on passing these judgments and their subsequent influence – one that does nothing to make the situation better. That of the Victim.
Today’s Victimis the perfect identity for pliable exploitation. It ensures adherents are always fighting to ensure that they are seen as having the worst plight in society. Of course others join the fray to prove their plight is even worse. Instead of meaningful significant improvement and the necessary cohesion to build trust in a society, they destroy that trust in and around anyone who is less of a victim.
Other victims will use their leverage to prevent improvement for those who seen as lesser victims because there are only so many scraps to go around and so much “attention” for the various victims trying to be heard. It becomes as it is today – a game of shouting, screaming, and demanding that if you are already a loser, other’s must lose even more than you already are.
Who can be a victim today?
The obvious are Native Americans, Mexicans – who conquered the native americans, Blacks who were both kidnapped and sold into slavery by Africans, Chinese treated like scum while building the railroads, LGBTIZUFJASF whatever who people didn’t want around their kids, and probably a bunch of other groups I’m forgetting about.
They’ve garnered justified sympathy, donations, activist groups, and even “insert ethnicity/race here” studies departments at major universities. However, everyone want’s a piece of the pie. People you didn’t even know were victims of well… everything and anything bad are coming out of the woodwork.
Now throw in a group of various poor “white” people who are addicted to opiods in towns that have had their jobs outsourced overseas who realize their Irish ancestors were slaves or their German grandparents weren’t well liked by the neighboring British expats. Or just poor white’s who’ve been left behind like every other group fighting over the scraps.
Here’s what they all have in common – being a victim. It’s the perfect identity which fights over scraps while each group digs deeper to fight to the top of the oppression pyramid while the real oppressors continue to ensure multicultural, diversity, and unlimited immigration that slowly chips away at their ability to not just live and one’s wages, but to build the most important resource off a community and society; trust. Without trust, society breaks down. That breakdown of course isn’t experience by the ruling elite in their ivory towers. It’s experienced by us cogs in the streets.
Everyone wants to be a victim, but someone has to be the oppressor to hand out the reparation spoils. In this case that designated group has been “white” people – whoever that actually is nowadays – and their sin is that of “privilege”; an illogical concept in its presupposition. But as we can now see, there is big money and influence in being a victim. Why is that?
Dwelling on past grievances, however horrific or tragic, won’t necessarily make the present or future any better. Neither does it make amends for the past – something that’s almost impossible for transgressions from generations hundreds of years ago. It will however ensure the ruling elites reign luxuriously in their Ivory towers while we yet again continue to fight for the scraps.
We must learn from the past and apply it to our future – something we continually fail to do. A primary lesson that we keep seeing in history – one that we must firmly grasp in our noggins is this; the ruling elites of a society always ensure those who might overthrow them are kept squabbling against each other. They exploit it. We keep hearing about the horrors of wealth inequality, but keep missing the mechanisms globalists and the ruling elite use to maintain their fat wallets.
This squabbling today is best seen in the artform that is Victimhood. Every one wants a piece of it. Perhaps you finally get a seat at the table and a small scrap, but in the mean time you sacrifice your soul. You emulate weakness instead of virtue, strength, and success. It’s one of the main problems that makes White Nationalism just as hollow as the social justice cult.
You CAN NOT BUILD a stable mythos, tribe, and identity that can navigate modernity, the digital age, and the smartphone addition to media and entertainment with an identity based on being a victim. Instead of going out to build a new culture, one ends up with the remaining crumbs of culture in places that don’t care about even having offspring to ensure a legacy.
The constant dwelling in “victimhood” must end, or at the very least it is something those of us on the Dissident Right should avoid like the Black plague. We don’t want those scraps or to have to lower ourselves to fighting with other groups for them.
While every group has its claim to being a victim in some part, time, or area of the world it’s not what forms their identity. Obsession to become a victim ensures a race toward the bottom. You aren’t building capital of any kind. Instead you have to destroy that of those around you to build a fake and false elevation of your own.
Yes, I understand how deep and far the course of history can inflict upon tribes, regions, and peoples. My Armenian ancestors have not forgotten their occupation under Sassanids, various Persian and Iranian conquerors, Umayyad, Abbasid, and Rashidun Arab caliphates, the Ottoman Turks, and now the Azeri Azerbajianis whose land has been Armenia’s for over a thousand years. We even suffered genocide which Armenia has never recovered from.
But what will dwelling on the past do for our families now and our children in the future? What would it accomplish? Solidarity whit fellow Armenians that would do exactly what for the GDP of the Armenia? My mother married a non-Armenian and my dad’s side of the family becomes my history, cause, and culture as well which has shaped my identity. I’m no longer just an Armenian. My European ancestors, just as my Armenian ancestors did everything they could to make my families life better than theirs.
We all must move on toward building a better future and refusing to participate in the venomous blame game that shapes so much of not just American politics, but the world. That said, I am certainly willing to listen to the plight and suffering of my brothers both in the dissident right, my faith, and those of my family friends and other spheres. It just can’t be relegated to wallowing in blaming for the past, while grabbing for scraps at the victimhood table with other “marginalized” groups.
Yes, one can’t outright dismiss real and actual lived experience if they hope to reach an accord and build community – just as our other brothers in the Faith will tell us. You can however help them progress toward a life that isn’t focused on blame while sitting down, but on actually moving forward.
Wisdom is needed and in our damaged pasts, history can teach us many lessons. All we have to do is pay attention. Nothing is new under the sun and what’s happening now certainly isn’t. Human nature however has not changed. It’s why we need to come back to lessons from heroes past to ever succeed in creating one’s for the present and future. We must build a new mythos with foundations that aren’t build on sand.
The Need For Group Identity
Everyone wants to belong. It’s human nature. We are tribal. Left, right, blue tribe, red tribe, in-group, out-group. Just like wolves, we form packs. On the playground as kids we form self-selected teams. In highschool we form cliques.Yes, we are proud of ourselves for often dumb reasons, but we need more than just ourself. Companionship.
We need each other, but not to the point where nothing makes us or those close to us unique. Whether its clubs, lodges, tribes, sports teams, women’s only salons, or nerds who shell out for Friday night Magic some people are in and others are out. That said each individual belongs to some sort of group.
Everyone wants to be included in something. We need to belong by either being included or excluded into some other groups. If you aren’t the outgoing sociable type, you become an outcast with the other outcasts. Whether willingly or not, everyone has their own kind of group that they are lumped into: Jocks. Nerds. Creeps. Trekkies. Gamers. Larpers. Hipsters. Thugs. Fashionistas. Bikers. Activists. Reformers. Blacks. Whites. Asians. Mongoids. Deplorables.
It ranges from ethnic groups, class, and racial categories to who you have loud sex with late at night. Of course members of one group often overlap with those of another group. You see some creepy activist nerds intermix fluids, flags and vegan frapes in expensive urban areas.
Yet everyone wants to be different, unique, and their very own individual hipster as they drink deeply from the reservoir of modernism. You might be dressed business casual for you job, but you are gonna have as many unique piercing and tattoos to stand out. It’s as if many of us are stuck in a cognitive dissonance that doesn’t shatter our worldviews quite yet, because we have learned to balance it all just right without suffering that inevitable implosion which will come. Any contradictions that are too damning can always be ignored – for now until the rude awakenings begin.
Our group needs to stand out, so we humans over the last thousands of years have naturally come up with hard distinctions that mirror our nearby surroundings and geography. In today’s age of mass instant communication, those geographic boundaries have been punctured. The old family, ethnic, and culture ties have slowly been eradicated by modernity. James Kalb of Crisis Magazine makes the point in regards to the concept of the “white ethno state”:
“To add to the problem, modern life dissolves history, heritage, and inherited ways. People get processed through an increasingly centralized and bureaucratized school system. They work for large bureaucratic organizations, or for smaller concerns that are increasingly integrated with global markets. They amuse themselves with commercial pop culture and connect through electronic communications networks that ignore geography. And they’ve been subjected for years to propaganda and social policies that weaken informal connections like family, religion, and common culture.”
So what are people left with after they wake up and realize they have no identity? All around us people are floundering in the wilderness, wondering, “Who Am I?” and “Where Do I Belong?” If one can’t find an answer to those questions, their lives will likely be one of frustration, loneliness, and a desire to make those happy people around miserable.
Misery truly loves its company and miserable people will form groups where their identity is based on shared misery and a vengeance toward those who are not. Losers will attract other losers who are desperate to ensure everyone else is losing just as bad, if not more. The biggest source of misery today is an anger toward toward those who were more historically successful than others – fair or not. For the group that’s been left in the dust, there’s always a source of blame in the past to distract them from improving the future.
Of course, this has been the case for all of history, especially when geography was the primary means of how your identity was formed. Currently, many of us in America and the west are separated from those real daily manifestations of racial, ethnic, and religious attachments that had been apart of our communities for hundreds if not thousands of years.
We now have app messaging groups, social media, forum boards, and all sorts of other instant means of communication with people of like minds and interest. Assimilation and necessity to learn the language around you decreases when you can skype home to your family 1000 miles away. You can travel anywhere in the world in 12-16 hours. Yet still, the remnants of our geographical past leave their marks on us – just like they have our ancestors before us. But can you base an identity from it?
We look to ethnic and racial ancestry for meaning but we often no longer live in the same ethnic and racial communities our ancestors did. Therefore we are left not knowing who we really are, but having to settle for knowing what food our ancestors liked to eat. This is the curse of the digital age and it’s not going away anytime soon. Yet we need something that has real world significance and applies to our daily lives.
My journey in life has led me to building a family and becoming a husband and a father. I already notice that I have much in common with fathers and families – especially ones with young children as both my sons are infants. It’s something that’s transcends any of the normal identity categories. However, there are plenty of people not in my situation. Where do they look to find out who they are?
The Fragile Alliance
The Victim identity currently has culminated into this mad blob like behemoth barely held together by patchwork, duct tape, and thread. The victim pyramid often fights with in itself to see who is the most oppressed and should get the most airtime, support, and of course financial resources – those frequently mentioned scraps.
Most of these “identities” are held together quite loosely as are the apparent alliances they are all supposed to have. While we exist in a global market place where communication is a click away, people still want what is theirs or what they think should be theirs and will believe anything that “strengthens” their arguments to get it. It’s why they’ve built this fragile identity, while giving little thought to the future of what happens when the current boogeyman is gone.
Consider the fragile coalition that many of the social justice crowd have built their ideal identities upon and easily their ire shifts once there isn’t any “white supremacy or privilege” in the area to rant and blame for problems. If there isn’t a “colonizer” or “white imperialist” or any of the other usual buzzwords around to blame as scapegoats for everything wrong with their society, who is next down the line to become the villain?
Well, usually the people near you. Could be your neighbors, people already considered deviants in a society, or those just across the border. It might not even matter if they speak the same language or look the same.
Take “Latinos” and “Hispanics”. The only thing El, Columbians, Guatemalans, Salvadorans, and Mexicans may have in common is speaking Spanish, food, and a love for Futbol. Do they view themselves as some sort of ethnic bloc for political purposes based on solidarity? What happens when local interests, classes, economic depression, corruption and factions collide and intersect?
“One was deported to Honduras and the other to Haiti because the police insisted that in Mexico there are no black people. Despite having Mexican ID, they were deported.”
No solidarity indeed.
Zimmerman became a “White Hispanic” after he shot Trayon Martin. Yet Latinos are “People of Color” (All of them having some Hispanic a.k.a. Spanish and therefore – “white” blood in them.) despite an active race war going on in LA resulting in blacks being deliberately murdered. The category is so vast, no one even knows. The systematic oppression we hear so much about existed in many forms all over. Consider this; of 11 million African slaves, 10.5 million went to central and South America. The lauded liberator Simon Bolivar himself owned slaves.
If you are black and you go to Africa, everyone will give you a blank look while you try to talk “black” solidarity. Depending on the region and your gender, you may also be mugged, raped, or killed. If its the Congo, you may be enslaved and they won’t care where you are from or the melanin in your skin.
If they didn’t care about selling other tribes into slavery places like Ghana, The Ivory Coast, Senegal, and Angola, they might not care about it now or about robbing you. In fact, in Ghana they will actually call you white, regardless of how tan you are. Their government had to resort to an advertising campaign to get people there to view American blacks as long-lost relatives instead of as rich tourists to be swindled.
“Many African-Americans who visit Africa are unsettled to find that Africans treat them — even refer to them — the same way as white tourists. The term “obruni,” or “white foreigner,” is applied regardless of skin color.“
“But what is here to say is that though those freed slaves were Africans in blood and in their memory, they were not African culturally. Culture, which is the most important element of a people’s identity, was a Western one for the descendants of slaves. To put it directly, those people who returned to Africa were Black Skins, White Masks.”
Everyone wants to be a victim, but someone has to be the oppressor to hand out the reparation spoils.
So what’s the point of all of that?
If you want to build a people and an identity to excel and become something to remembered in history, it cant be based on vague concepts of ethnic opposition, racial animus and blaming, obsession with past grievances, or borderline hatred of the descendants of those who were successful – no matter how that success was obtained.
Yes, there are some commonalities that bind us together. The enemy of enemy can be my friend, but what happens after that enemy is gone? If the ties that bind your alliance are deeper than hatred, loathing, and blaming others for your problems, an intrinsic part of you will be able to build toward a better future. Or if you can’t it will remain one stranded in the past wondering why the future is still bleak while being left behind by those who forged ahead despite the burdens of the past.
Yet much confusion remains for many Americans. No one knows who they are. Those in the Alt-Right want “white” to mean something, but it often doesn’t go any further than being proud of your melanin composition and opposition to some other group and a hand in the cookie jar fighting for scraps with everyone else. That’s not a stable building block for an identity.
But the lighter skinned Europeans in general? Yes, I get it, but in the end, how much do the Polish and French really have in common with the Italians or Spaniards besides centuries of distrust and loathing? I recently saw Richard Spencer argue that they are “white”, but as I’ve pointed out earlier, what the hell does that even mean anymore? The closest concept I can think of would be a cultural one that specifically applies to Americans, but even that’s flawed at the roots.
The early European settlers who came over to America had vast differences in how they saw themselves ranging from the “Borderers” of the Scottish/English border – modern day Applachian residents to the Catholic Cavaliers now of Virginia.
“…Anglican preacher Charles Woodmason, an important source for information about the early Borderers, said that during his missionary activity the Borderers “disrupted his service, rioted while he preached, started a pack of dogs fighting outside the church, loosed his horse, stole his church key, refused him food and shelter, and gave two barrels of whiskey to his congregation before a service of communion”
“Colonial opinion on the Borderers differed within a very narrow range: one Pennsylvanian writer called them “the scum of two nations”, another Anglican clergyman called them “the scum of the universe”.
The effects of this difference in worldview, character, and how the old country shaped their outlook of life can be seen today in the Borderers being the origin of the label “Redneck” and they are still looked at with disdain by their apparent betters in the New England area. There was no “white” identity in a pure racial sense then and the only sense it exists now seems to be in a pejorative sense from progressives.
While your “skin identity” might be the identity crises and struggle of today, its time to move on. That can happen now or in the next hundred years when demographic changes hit so hard that no one knows who or what constitutes white and you have nothing in common with any of the generations from the old country.
It’s happening even now through “mixing”. To the people taking pride in being Irish, Chinese, Chilean, brown, white, mixed, etc. I say, “So what?” Is that all that you have to give you purpose in your life?
Positive and Negative Identity
The Z Man pondered a while back upon the idea of negative and positive identity. Negative identity was a kind of worldview shaped on what you held opposition to. A positive identity was based on foundation viewpoints that you held sacred, opposition to alternatives not being what forms your sacred principles in the first place.
He also made the case that much of black identity in America is based off opposition – usually to “white” people. The concept of mutual survival and overcoming struggle can be part of one’s identity, but can it be the primary component?
For instance, if there were no Asians, Hispanics, whites, Arabs, and other mixed groups of people around, what would black identity in America look like? You can flip this question on the head and wonder the same about white identity from a white nationalist and ACTUAL white supremacist perspective in America. What happens when all the “problematic” people aren’t around to blame?
“Philly Antifa is a Antifascist division operating in Philadelphia, PA and the surrounding area. We are in direct conflict with Racism, Homophobia, Sexism, Anti-Semitism, Islamophobia, Transphobia, and all the various other flavors of Fascism.”
You’ll notice a cause and identity shaped only by what they stand against, and most of the “groups” and causes they stand for are guilty of all these same sins for very obvious reasons. When the “primary” white privileged colonial identity they loathe so much is gone they will have to find a new cause to revile.
The attacks can never be allowed to stop as that is who they are – all that their identity is. They wage a new cultural cold war after their recent cultural conquests in a desire to eviscerate the past and tradition with branding them perpetrators of the “sins” of today. It really is a new cultural cold war.
Consider the following quote from the U.S. Civil Rights Commission and how it brands and associates Christianity with the villains of the day:
“The phrases ‘religious liberty’ and ‘religious freedom’ will stand for nothing except hypocrisy so long as they remain code words for discrimination, intolerance, racism, sexism, homophobia, Islamophobia, Christian supremacy, or any form of intolerance.”
What will they replace it with? Groups of formerly allied factions will fight in the same heinous ways with each other to occupy the foundation vacuum thats left. Will the traditional “latinos” or “muslims” be the next to be labeled Nazis by the secular LBGTqists? Will dialogue even be possible with dissenting thought being labeled “hate speech?”
Their bastard children – and those of the sexual revolution – are now at the point of attacking “privileged” people – often pejoratively labeled cis straight white males to the point where dialogue is impossible. Those with sense on the left have taken notice to this alarming state of affairs:
“Speaking as an X sets up a wall against questions, which by definition come from a non-X perspective. And it turns the encounter into a power relation: the winner of the argument will be whoever has invoked the morally superior identity and expressed the most outrage at being questioned. So classroom conversations that once might have begun, I think A, and here is my argument, now take the form, Speaking as an X, I am offended that you claim B. This makes perfect sense if you believe that identity determines everything. It means there is no impartial space for dialogue.”
Negative identity obsessed leftists have lost the ability to speak to much of America. In their glee for the “white” majority to demographically become a minority, they stopped caring all together for them. This is gap that we on the dissident right should fill – and not just with “whites”.
It is time to build new foundations from the ones burnt to ashes by the left. By their obsession to destroy all of the past, they’ve cast a wide net of self-destruction with the institutions they control. Hatred is a great motivator and anger might get more attention, but you can’t build a foundation for a lasting and stable identity off them.
The Inevitable Backlash
“I find it uncomfortable to have to speak about my identity all of the time, when in reality it’s not something that drives me or wakes me up out of bed everyday. I didn’t grow up in a household where I was categorized by my mother. I was just Zoe and I could have and be anything that I ever wanted to do…and every human being is the same as you. So to all of a sudden leave your household and have people always ask you, “What are you, what are you” is the most uncomfortable question and it’s literally the most repetitive question. I can’t wait to be in a world where people are sized by their soul and how much they can contribute as individuals and not what they look like.” – Zoe Saldana on race.
It’s not just them either. Many of us in the dissident right have become obsessed with bashing easy targets like SJWs, but what are we offering people? Are they seeing something good, true, and beautiful that breathes purpose and stability into the lives of people they know?
For too long, we’ve been willing participants taking full advantage of the degeneracy we criticized so we could virtue signal our own supposed righteousness. Yes, it was part of the journey, but it’s time for the next stage of it.
We must lead the way by example. What kind of identity can we build for those of us on the dissident right and for those many people lost in the wilderness? Can we offer their shattered lives hope from addiction, depression, and destruction? The thinkers at Social Matter realize that any identity for the future must be built by the local people and their communities.
“The right should focus on building new networks using traditional methods. Book clubs, religious groups, fraternal organizations, freethinker/illuminati/ “secret societies,” rural/country sports, etc. It must develop and provide a coherent identity for people as stewards of a civilization, and not the arbitrary occupants of undifferentiated heaps of dirt, which globalism promotes.”
We need stability and close community in these times to find out who we are and where we should go. People groups and “cultures” that are adaptable, tight-knit, and believe family and principle come first have always seemed to survive impending doom and calamity . Every time. Some of them would even thrive.
They put their communities first and rebuilt the one’s that were destroyed. Russia would survive the Mongols, the Jews would survive and thrive in Europe, the Tibetans would hold stubborn in face of Chinese suppression, and the widely reviled Gypsies still retain their way of life and culture. They may have been conquered, but they were never removed of their identities. Their communities, cities, and eventual ethnic identities came first. The Tibetans would remain Tibetan.
Humans can’t have hope for the future if they know they are just a cog in a machine without an identity whose immediate daily future is dependent on the next global trend. We need that stability. We need routine. We need traditions that last a millennia. We need communities that eventually create a new pseudo “ethnicity”.
People want change, but change is happening so fast that no one knows who or what they are. We know the results and impact of the various traditions over hundreds of years. The change being introduced by technology, arguably digital and social techis something we’ve had barely 30 years to observe.
Even now we are realizing technology is depriving many of us from meaningful work. Your future is either in an office cubicle or for the less educated it’s an Amazon warehouse waiting with baited breath for their eight hours to be up. In order for any stable identity to sprout, you need meaning and purpose in what you do and one’s job constitutes a large share of their time in life.
The manosphere is composed of many men who’ve been left behind, divorced and pillaged for everything they had, and the men who were told that nice guys got the girls. What they all lacked was a community of men to pick them up at their lowest. That community has slowly been eviscerated by time, tech, and lowering family expectations as our culture implodes. (It’s something we never saw as a potential negative consequence of ease and speed of travel.)
We often live hundreds of miles away from our family and close friends. We no longer meet our spouse – if we meet any at all – in our local town or even neighboring city. Many couples don’t even have family members in a close vicinity of both spouses to help support their marriage. Feminism in it’s zealousness to sexually empower women threw them into a cold world as it destroyed the traditional rules and guidelines that served to protect women from roving and dashing rogues.
It ensured a hunting ground where the “Alpha” studs and players would have an easier time of pumping and dumping girls who now had no family or surrounding community to ensure accountability for their newly scorned and scarred existences. There were no brothers or fathers to find the conniving misogynist player – or more likely male feminist – who promised her marriage before sex and then dumper her shortly after. It was her choice after all and any thought of their interference or afterthoughts can be safely dismissed as Patriarchy.
What a lonely sad place to be thrust in to. We as a culture are in a similar plight. Loneliness, depression, and anxiety are tearing people down at the core. We need to give them a respite from the rigors and struggles of life, not just another “war” for them to fight in their limited free time which they’d rather spend drinking with friends or spending with their families.
We in the dissident right need joy back in our lives instead of a constant over saturation and exposure to the fact that everything is wrong and there’s little we can do it to fix it. Without joy, we become much like the rest of the jaded and divided populace; depressed, angry, rendered helpless by anxiety, loneliness, and all these other conditions that seem unique to our modern digital age.
Righteous anger is great, but unless it’s harnessed to help build the foundations for a better culture and identity, it’s useless. We are offering the sarcastic critiques and meme takedowns, but are we providing any solutions or examples besides playing capture the flag with Shia LaBeouf? (Which for the record I did greatly enjoy.)
Dealing With Our Differences
“Charles Darwin himself would be fired from Google for his views on the sexes.” – John durant
A new rebellion against social Darwinism and the natural course of evolutionary biology is being undertook by the left. We know there are differences and we must understand them in order to make the best of our lives and situations. Unlike the left however, we should not throw the baby out with the bathwater as if we are emotional hostages.
The one issue that proponents of IQ differences and making policy judgments with them run into is that we aren’t animals. Yes, we may be predisposed – both genetically and culturally – to all sorts of heinous and good behavior, but its nature and nurture. Africa and other parts of the 3rd world may behind now, but give them several hundred years, and the IQ gaps just might close – assuming stability on the continent. Whether the bell curve will persist in the manner Charles Murray posited in “The Bell Curve” remains to be seen.
Certain elements you can’t fight, but others you can shape, mold, and form. Just because we “evolve” a certain way doesn’t mean we should give in like we are animals. We don’t have to become as horrific as social Darwinists have. No one has to settle for the disadvantages they were born as or into – a lesson the manosphere has hammered into us via self-improvement.
Samuel Morris who was mere African boy of Kru origin from Liberia who endured hardship and struggle – both escaping from impending death via another tribe to his sea voyage – would come to America and make an impact on everyone he touched. Regardless of intelligence, it can never be forgotten that everyone does have a place in God’s Kingdom.
It’s our ability and willpower to shape our environments that has brought mankind incredible technological and societal progress in just 200 years. The more we understand about our biology, the better we can adapt our surroundings to harness our advantages.
Predisposed because of genetics and biology. Certain elements you can’t fight. Others you can shape, mold, and form. Just because we “evolve” a certain way doesn’t mean we should give in like we are animals. It’s our ability and willpower to shape our environments that make us different from any other species.
Within the IQ debate we must also be careful with the constant attempts by the aggrieved to dehumanize people, regardless of who they might be. While we aren’t here to necessarily make friends, there’s no reason to frighten or turn off people from the Dissident Right because of bad optics or comment agitators who might make people look stupid, but in the process turn them off from ever opening their minds even slightly. We need to stop allowing actual racists from the 1488 sphere to be the only one’s who talk about these issues.
In fact on this matter, it must be US on the Dissident Right who discusses the issue, rather then actual White Supremacists who seek to weaponize it. I don’t care much for AntiFa, SJWs, or actual Nazis who are literally blinded by hatred, but I urge everyone to always remember that they are people – human beings – who can ultimately be redeemed just like John Newton.
This doesn’t mean we shouldn’t speak the truth. One of the most important things to the foundation of any stable identity is that of speaking and seeking the truth. We on the dissident right already know about the insane and sad statistics out there such as the black on black crime rate, the real impact of unlimited/illegal immigration on blue collar communities, destruction of the nuclear family, destroyed addled drug communities, fatherless demographics made worse by a hostile family court system, and the many other factors that we face in our time.
It’s what we do with all these facts that really matters. In order to maintain a thriving and improving culture and identity you do need fresh and new perspectives. For that beneficial assimilation – for both parties – to occur however, those new perspectives that enter the fold though must be surrounded by the already established culture and tradition of those who have or are building it.
In the back of our minds, we must always be on guard against subversion and convergence of our core principles. Just as when you join a new Church, forum, group, or team you absorb and learn from the already established minds there before you bring any creative alternatives to the forefront.
It’s why purity tests and White Nationalism are flawed from their very roots. If you can’t grab and utilize the very best creative minds from your ethnic/racial demographic, how are you going to help it?
“The various factions of White Nationalists already spend more time gossiping about each other (usually anonymously), stabbing each other in the back and jockeying for power and influence than any group I have ever seen — except maybe Social Justice Warriors, who are also predominantly white. I’m not sure which group is the Jungian shadow of the other, but the majority of people in both groups are some of the most broken, shittiest white people on the planet.”
Is this really what anyone who is white, part white, or sympathetic to white people want to promote as a group to base the foundations for an identity that will last?
In turn they are of course mocked endlessly by the left in memes, pictures, etc. just as what happened enmasse on the internet after Charlottesville. I may have some compassion for white people considering their constant denigration by the left – and being half white myself – but how can we take them seriously and their envy toward Jews and spewing trash about “minorities” when they largely appear to be trash themselves?
In fact, can you honestly say that the left in this case doesn’t have a point? (If only they realized the same irony of the kind of ghetto trash and “activists” that show up for BLM protests and riots.)
Are those really the types of people you want to hold up as rolemodels that can build an identity? You want not just the smartest and most creative, but those who aren’t corrupted by their natural abilities, talents, and influence.
Unlike the left, I have an interest in uplifting the downtrodden around me, white or not.
“To create a meaningful change, what we need is more of the chest; nobility, virtue, and spirited mythology are what our people need, not dry and dusty arguments which, to the average person, are indistinguishable from those of the left-wing ivory tower intellectuals.
Rather than trying to distribute the ideas – and handing them over to the Obsessives and Extremists who turn them into a farce – we need to own them. We need to implement them. We must go out there and create.”
How can we do this?
At this point in the game, we must realize that politically there is little we can do unless we wield influence and have the finances to push our ideas. We have gotten ahead of ourselves. The elites didn’t just fall into power – they acquired it, social capital, influence, and the keys to power over the last several generations and molded it framework to assure their retention of it. That is what it will take us to do anything similar.
Stable, cohesive, and virtuous identities that will influence and shape a culture and nation will take time and a multi generational plan. Patience will be needed. It’s a battle that many of us still don’t understand. We are fighting against the deliberate forces of the worst impulses of modernity that bombard us at every turn.
It’s hard to retain the willpower to create when vegetation of your mind via yet another TV show, amazon sale, or sports game are within easy reach offering reprieve and relaxation from the grind of life. Actual planning, creation, and implementation are taxing and demanding. It’s easy to criticize, but hard to offer solutions.
Even harder is it to initiate on the individual level the means to become the light and leader for groups to form around you. Davis makes the point:
“All of us will continue to have these lofty, idealistic discussions, of course; both for their own sake (intellectuals enjoy intellectualism, after all) as well as for comparing notes and refining our theories. But what ultimately matters isn’t the debate – it’s the action. Not the centrally-planned, coordinated action of a mass movement, but the ongoing implementation of new plans, new endeavours, and new accomplishments – all of which are the domain of individuals. It isn’t the inculcation of ideas which matters; it’s the inculcation of new practices.”
It’s not just easy to be a critic, it’s one that often lands you fame and recognition. What’s much harder is coming up with solutions and the subsequent practices that will see them successfully started.
Think of where many of us on the Dissident Right have come from. You have libertarians, Orthodox Christians, some atheists and skeptics, neo-reactionaries, neo-masculinists and Red Pilled/manosphere folks, race-realists, and monarchists. You even have paleo-health types like Hawaiian Libertarian in a category of his own.
What united us what a struggle against the new authorities of our age. We were in our own righteous rebellion. Instead of a mere rebellion to authority of the usual, “Get bent Dad” attitude, the meme warriors among us were able to extend their rebellion to violating the new sacred golden cows that the left had instilled over the last few decades.
Of course our defiance felt great. While we bellowed in agony over the lost protections of the old traditions, we took full advantage of the world that had been created it in it’s absence. That broken chaotic world however still remains. Who are we going to turn to for guidance?
At the same time, did we really consider what was supposed to replace the authority we were challenging? Are some of us still rebels without a cause? We need order and stability from the chaos that we are seeing all around us. How can we work toward this?
Let’s me offer the following points as food for thought:
1. If we aren’t putting what we theorize into practice, no foundation will ever be laid. No foundation means we will never birth a culture, group, people, and identity that can show people that we have answers and a purpose to partake in. Say what you want about Jack Donovan, but he is trying to do just that in his encouragement for men to become Barbarians.
Rod Dreher, love or hate him, reaffirms this point: “But as I say in The Benedict Option, “we cannot give the world what we do not have.”And the one thing that many, many Catholics (and other self-identified Christians) in Europe and North America do not have is a living orthodox faith.”
2. We can’t inspire people if we are not the city on the hill. We have to be out there showing others that our ideas can be seen and manifested in one’s daily life. Everyone can wax happy thoughts on a forum board, but without action in real life we can’t inspire people or give them hope.
3. The chosen messenger matters just as much as the message. What do so many leaders and people of influence have in common? Charisma, courage, power of persuasion, ability to deliver difficult and large abstract concepts and messages to the everyday man, and the ability to build social trust among not just “followers but people within their community. That’s just to name a few.
Take the explosive rise to prominence for Jordan Peterson. What is he doing that the rest of us have not? It’s not that his “followers” view him as infallible as much as that the advice and guidance he gives to people is directly applicable to them in their daily life and can be acted upon in an immediate fashion. His advice in particular stands out because it’s not encouraging them to become victims, but rather to take charge of their lives, even in an unfair world.
Granted he’s already been in a position of influence as a professor, but what he’s been doing with that has been exemplary. The reception to his suggestions that are focused on immediate action that people can apply to their real life instead of semi-abstract philosophical theory says a lot about what we should be doing.
I don’t want to be some example to be held up and scrutinized as a paragon of virtue that has it all going for him, but people have to see that a REAL purpose in life can be had and that hope, trust, and joy are something we in the dissident right possess naturally.
It’s why those of us who are in the shadows have to step out of them. That means our daily interactions with others both in and out of the Dissident Right shouldn’t specifically be out proselytizing about our politics, philosophy, and worldview, but rather about how we are living our lives to the fullest with a manifestation of hope for all that know us.
We need to become the new bartenders in society. It should be us in our various circles that people come to just to converse because they know we are genuine and will speak the truth. Get out and off the internet and to your local bar, church, beach, or event and mingle.
To put it bluntly, we want people to WANT to be like us and to live like we do – which we have to show people that the way we live is worth living. Essentially, you need to LIVE it. This is tough. Let me level with you. Right now in my life, I barely have time to get out there and talk to people. Perhaps my only real chances are at work.
My time is spent primarily with my kids and wife in the morning before I go to work – often specifically taking care of and spending time with my sons as to give my wife a break before I go off to work. The next 10 hours she spends are of intense and care attention for our 21 month old son Julius and his 11 month old brother Nehemiah. This young, they are a handful and require constant attention and she’s often exhausted when I get home from work at night. I then get a few hours with her before we go to sleep for the night.
That doesn’t leave much time for Internet musings, exploration, or even going out to some event at night. Even my preferred vice of gaming is very limited. This is the path I’ve happily chosen, but my time is going to be very limited in terms of socializing with the masses till my sons get a bit older and can are speaking full sentences.
Without hope the degeneracy and race to the bottom will continue and our forgotten and sorry state of spiritual, relational, and familial health will join in that race. No new lasting identities will be forged.
Many of us on the Dissident Right concentrate much of our valuable energy to dismantling the attacks and nonsense of the victim oppression circus – often for good reason. However, let’s ask ourselves; what do we have to show for it? We’ve engaged in logical arguments with a culture – the vast amount of it who aren’t logical. We should have appealing to their emotional heartstrings by showing these people in this culture that there is a much better path; one filled with happiness and joy by families and individuals to light the way in the dark.
Look around at the smartphone zombies, dysfunctional families, depressed tumblrettes, etc. They are desperate to see an identity which functions, if not shines blindingly bright in the dark night, to show them that there’s another way. We have to prove that identities aren’t found on the internet or in “opposition” to some cause.
Modernity and specifically the digital age has rapidly undermined our identities and it will continue to do so until we can show people something different, real, true, good, and beautiful – which is what tradition used to do. Even the urbanites who live close together have no idea who they are besides attachments to hedonistic night life, festivals, public transportation, and believing themselves to be “progressive”. They remain awake late into the night feeling alone, lost, and without purpose stuck in depression and unhappiness.
Society and culture will become more detached – and already are – from reality as people delve into virtual worlds of semi-seclusion, perfectly curated social media personas, and anonymous posters who apparently live the good life in expensive apartments in crowded cities. Family life is exchanged for social media obsession providing fake battles ensuring dopamine hits that will continue later while binge watching Netflix.
Those of us left in the real world who haven’t amused ourselves to death in a Brave New World landscape will realize that actual human meaningful interaction in large doses on a daily scale will create a new identity – one that was born with the hobbits of the Shire; a place, a community, and a neighborhood that you can call Home.
Or we will just become insane thrill adrenaline junkies desperate to feel alive throwing thousands of dollars on trips two weeks out of the year to remind us that there is sunshine, breezes, and natural noises outside of our cubicles.
Let’s avoid this Brave New 1984 Dystopia and instead start building the foundations for a future that shines bright in the darkness. If you have any ideas that are immediately applicable, please let me know.
Many progressive have obsessed over race to the point its turned them into bitter people who can’t take time off to enjoy life. For others they’ve become self-loathing “allies” too busy worrying about their privilege to realize there’s more lessons to be learned from history than just “oppression.”
So take a hint from the self-inflicted pain these people put them through and DONT DO THE SAME.
One things many of us on the Dissident Right should be aware of is history and how demographics across the world have adapted and changed through conquest, migration, colonization, and various other methods. They all overlap in various circles and variables.
Humans are tribal. We always have been and likely always will. Race, ethnicity, cities, families, regions, tribes, etc all represent various “circles” that overlap.
Think of the Google+ circle overlap of friends, acquaintances, etc. The internet, ease of travel, and technology have changed our “identities. Because you can travel 100 miles with a car in mere hours, you and a host of other people can show up at a metal concert, all look somewhat similar, mosh and partake in an event that builds an identity for all those there.
Yes, “Us vs them” is a natural human instinct and its effect up until the last 300 years can’t be understated when used to distract the populace from their real overseers. It doesn’t however mean everything should be “us”, whoever that might be, vs some other group. Not every aspect of life is not a zero sum game.
Now I’ll admit, I may have a bias. I don’t even know if I’m bi-racial. The Turks burned all of our damned records in the genocide, but considering how many different times Armenia was conquered and how many different Empires and other groups have gone through it, I probably have a whole host of Middle Eastern, Russian, and maybe even Asian blood in me. (I’m going to take an ancestry test). My European half is various mix of ethnicity.
I don’t live in Chicago, but even in the part of Illinois I live, I know ALOT of mixed, bi-racial people, not just including both sides of my family and my wives. It’s not deliberate persay, it just happened – probably because the Lake County area generates ALOT of jobs, just as nearby Kenosha County in Wisconsin is starting too. People move to where the jobs are. (Cook County is dead to me.)
Stop seeing the extremes and loud voices from external groups as the complete representation. Most black people don’t care about Black Lives Matter, social justice, or intersectional nonsense. Sure, they might have some agreement with the overall thrust behind BLM, but they’d much rather just go about living life than obsessing over the white man.
Again you will have the malcontent trust fund types who have too much time on their hands and a luxury of funds to major in African studies, but most black people dont. They aren’t wasting their time studying about “oppression”. They are working, trying to survive like everyone else, and enjoy the time they have.
Most Hispanics don’t care about La Raza. The most disagreeable position they might have with you is immigration, and even then, it’s not uniform. They don’t hate “whites” anymore than any other group. Sure, they have they radicals, but if you aren’t at a college campus in a VERY urban city, they won’t care.
Interracial sex and in some cases marriage is inevitable. Hell, in 50 years, it will be harder to tell who is mixing with who. Just because it’s been weaponized by progressive race obsessed miserable fanatics doesn’t mean it’s somehow wrong, bad, or negative.
What’s inevitable about it? Simply history shows that groups will intermingle given migration, conquest, or in today’s day the ability to simply pack up and move. Sure, there are some rather nasty statistics that have been mentioned ad nauseum already that we shouldn’t overlook. (Particularly that most black men regardless of the race of the women they have children with often don’t just refrain from marrying the mother, but often leave her as well. Granted I have a strong sympathy for black men – not because of racism/opression, but that’s for another time.)
Those of us in the “manosphere” should be very familiar with the numerous reasons why black and white men in particular might choose to date and marry outside of their race and I can’t fault them for it either.
While the DailyStormCucks are obsessing about white purity and how it looks via ghetto trash representatives and the occasional armchair philosphers, they keep overlooking that what it means to be “white” has changed drastically in the last 100 years alone.
Zimmerman was a “White Hispanic”. Italians, Greek, and various Balkanites weren’t white 100 years ago. Just two hundred years ago the Irish were looked at as mongrels. We can’t even tell if people from North Africa are White, Arab, or “African” or some mixture of all or how different they are from each other in the two thousand years of constant warfare between each other, invasions, conquests, and migrations.
Even Hispanics originating from Hispania – that’s Spain and Northwest Africa – are part white and whatever else after mixing with the local natives – another example of “interracial” inevitability. Look at other parts of the world.
How many people from Asia and the Middle East have Mongolian, Seljuk Turk, or Mughal in them? How many people alone are descended from Genghis Khan today? How many people in Western Europe, Russia, etc have Scandinavian Viking in them? Yes, the Japanese and Han Chinese might be their own exceptions.
Racial purity isn’t necessarily good or bad, but it’s unlikely somewhere like the US where you’ve had various waves of immigration. Yes, people do stick to their own groups, but plenty will look for love elsewhere and where it’s most easily available. (Not to exclude opportunity, work, education, etc.)
Acknowledging racial, ethnic, gender, etc differences is important. Ignoring them doesn’t make any of it go away. James Damore was fired for daring to talk about it.
If we don’t, we will never be able to improve our lot, or those around us. Dave Rubin did an interview with Stefan Molyneux on the subject, and while I’m not sure I place the same stake in “IQ” tests that he does, it’s worth watching to see how it affects how we live. (Criticism from a left-leaning source here.)
Acknowledging racial and ethnic differences doesn’t mean we need to sterilize “low IQ” people or thrust some crazy eugenic influence into law like the early social progressives tried to do with their social Darwinism.
It simply means that we need to address what we know. Now there’s plenty of insanity in this category with lots of supposed “pseudo-science” being clung around, but regardless the more we talk about it, the better it can be vetted.
There’s this idea that high IQ people have no flaws and are always ideal to a countries prosperity and success. Sure, they are important, but their penchant to do evil with their brilliance is also a possibility. Low IQ types may resort to crime, but many don’t and won’t.
Africa might have some of the lower IQ averages, but it’s more of an indication of constant and complete population displacement and a lack of exposure and well traveled trade routes that facilitate the exchange of knowledge and eventual academic undertaking.
Give some place like Uganda relative peace, 500 years of generations being exposed to a consistent 8th grade level education, majority of the populace being literate and watch what happens. Europe, the Middle East, or Asia didn’t magically build universities, hospitals, ect in 100 years.
It’s going to take time for the 3rd world to get to a 2nd world level. Unfortunately for Africa, the corruption that is so innate to MANY of the cultures of African countries – and the governments there -will test to see if it’s possible. Perhaps the worldview shift taking place in parts of Africa – the rise of Christianity – will start to have an effect on the corrupt culture.
Don’t forget the kind of effect Christianity had on the culture and peoples of the Germanic tribes, Gauls, Franks, Danes, and even the Vikings. Look at what Sweden became – or virtually all of Europe for that matter. It didn’t happen overnight.
Ideas have consequences, regardless of the culture they are from. If there’s anything history tells us, it’s that certain ideas – often many of those in the Anglosphere, some in Asia, and others in Europe and the Americas can uplift a society.
The Middleast is stuck where it is for a reason, despite dominance up to the mid 17th century. An industrial revolution and the ideas necessary for it never took old. The same can be said for most of Africa.
With the introduction of the internet and incredible easy accessible means to learn, share, and obtain information, that may change. However, it will take at least several generations for those changes to start to take root and have results.
You can’t have a cohesive stable functional identity based on race. You can have one based on commonalities, but race doesn’t quite fit the bill here. Brazilians don’t have much in common with the Venezuelans, the Poles with the English, the Japanese with the Vietnamese, the Nigerians with the Somali, etc.
Even similar ethnicities like the Belgian Walloons and Flemmings don’t have much in common, despite sharing the same country. Old ties die hard.
A “white” ethnostate is not just a stupid idea – considering what alt right whites like Spencer and ultra liberal whites like Michael Moore have in common, but an impractical one. It’s just as dumb as any other racial ethnostate. The modern world and means of travel make it an impossible one.
Also the constant melding of people over time means one wont know who is necessarily white, black, brown, asian ect over time if the Hispanics – who are partially white just from their spanish roots – are already demonstrating. The “mutt” of various European blood which intermixed will soon happen here on an even bi-racial scale here.
Sure, you might be able to form an identity based on who you are comfortable living next to, but spend some time in urban, rural, and everywhere in between and you’ll find out how different the world is.
Yes, we are tribal. I feel loyalty to men in the manosphere, as well as some of those in the dissident right, but my familial obligations and loyalty come first – even more so than I thought.
Right there is where you form your identity. Family isn’t necessarily biological and blood related – it’s the close friends, often in similar circles, you make over your lifetime that become like blood. This is where we must start.
“In this climate, I can well imagine that people are scared to death to show the slightest romantic interest in anybody in the workplace, for fear that they’ll be accused of “sexual assault.” How are people supposed to meet each other for normal human courtship, then? I ask this as the father of two sons and a daughter. I don’t want these kids to grow into adults who sexually harass or who are sexually harassed. But I also worry about false accusations that could ruin them professionally and personally. If you aren’t worried about this too, you aren’t paying attention.”
(Yes, I do actually enjoy reading Rod and I think the Benedict Option is a worthy alternative.)
While the left has been annihilating any of the Christian moral foundations to American law and culture, they haven’t come up with any coherent worldview to indoctrinate the populace and the “identity” based alternatives they offer have caused a backlash from people who don’t want to turn the other cheek.
In fact, they don’t even care about being Christian. It’s a nominal thing for them just like it is for those Muslims who were born into it, but prefer life in the West with booze, drugs, and fast sex. They have no “faith” to hold them back to the moral high ground.
Indeed, a wake-up call for those who were convinced that the less “religious” people became, the more “progressive” and educated they would become. I suppose Trump’s election are making a few on the left quite woke.
Now remember, when prudish backward bigoted Christians pointed out the Pandora’s box that would be unleashed with unbridled and encouraged sexual degeneracy, they were dismissed, ridiculed, and of course labeled.
Now that the box is open and the Titans are wreaking havoc without restraint. Women, like men, were encouraged by feminists to engage in sexual deviancy and meaningless hook-ups in a culture and system that still retained the foundations and some men influenced by the Christian moral framework.
That’s gone. Tinder is here, and everyone is meat.
Those of us who don’t lie to ourselves know that men and women respond to sex differently and that women regret one night-stand far more than men. Obviously sex being more emotional for women and physical for men is misogyny.
Well, now the cultural identity left is forced to scramble to rectify the new imbalances created when they opened Pandora’s box. That includes the “Dear Colleague” letter on Title IX, an ungodly obsession with “sexual assault”, the constant attacks on “toxic masculinity”, demonizing of any male spaces, and an overall attempt to make men pay – in anyway possible – for pumping and dumping.
It has already turned the dating scene for many men – and women – into a nightmare. High insane unreasonable standards are thrust into normalcy. Blue collar men are thrown out of pool right away and single mothers and divorced women in their late 30s to early 40s are treated as potential booty calls at most.
The Depressing World Our Children Will Inherit
I try to avoid a pessimistic mindset when it comes to the future, but in this situation and circumstance the current reality seems to be growing worse. Me and my wife have two young infant sons.
What will the dating world look like for them when they go out and try to find a woman worthy of marriage? (Which means definitely not in the workplace anymore.)
As their Father, I will impart into them all of the “Red Pill” knowledge and wisdom I’ve accrued – admittedly not that much compared to better men out there. However, I fear they will be punished for their realistic attitudes, noble intentions, and their eventual ascent into manhood.
Rod makes a good point as to the kind of world our kids are going to enter when it comes to trying to find a spouse. I too am wondering just how far this insanity is going to go – on top of the increased hatred of men that my sons are certain to experience in a bleak future.
If they go through a similar “prodigal son” phase as I did, will it cost them everything? Will I have to tell them to video record their encounters just in case they have bad judgement?
If “affirmative” consent is being seriously considered – which it has via implementation as law in places like California, what will that mean when my sons engage in actual flirting, mannerisms, and “game” that makes women actually want to talk to them, date them, etc? Will asking a girl out immediately equate to “sexual harassment”?
Before I met my wife, I would go to bars with friends. I recall one time where a semi-drunk girl came up to me and started grinding on my body a bit as I was standing with my back turned to her. She also kissed my neck. She gave me that “Ewww” vibe.
I didn’t see her as attractive and I wasn’t looking for an easy bang/getting laid that night – more of a guys night out – so I nicely and gently pushed her away and went to the other side of the bar. I wasn’t harsh about it, but it took a bit of effort to claw her off me so to speak.
I didn’t give her permission. I certainly wasn’t “inviting” it with my demeanor and behavior at the time. Was it sexual harassment or even sexual assault? If you accept the feminist concept of it, then you bet your ass it is. Should I post #MeToo and try to find out who this girl is shame her, get her fired from her job, etc? Apparently so.
Rod links to a series of tweets by Cathy Young who makes some astute points on what we are unleashing:
On the other end, I’ve done similar things. I’m a firm believer in physical touch and slow escalation when mingling out in public – granted touching ones arm, shoulder, etc. If a girl didn’t like it, they usually moved away from me or in the very rare case would tell me not to touch them. That was the end of it.
So it comes down to that “permission” concept. The sexual revolution and it’s current sense of how any kind of sexual anything goes doesn’t seem to reconcile with how sex and human interaction works. Yet the irrational idea of “affirmative consent” is making its way out of colleges and into law.
It used to be a given that if you were with someone, even married to them, usually you didn’t need “permission” to initiate affection with them. Now this is under scrutiny, if not direct assault.
My wife doesn’t get “affirmative consent” from me when she wakes me up in the middle of the night when she’s feeling a sudden burst of passion. Sometimes I go with it, sometimes I end up pushing her off – both often in a semi sleep state which she tells me about in the morning. (In my defense, I have a high sex drive, but wifes is even higher.)
By the logic coming from these people on “sexual harassment/assault” every couple must be doing it to each other every day. Sometimes I’m tired and I don’t feel like having sex, but I oblige my wife who desires the release. Again feminists will find it border line rapey – diminishing the true horror the concept should incur within us.
We let this sexual “freedom” out of the bottle, but we never did examine those implicit parameters which guided it prior. We assumed the nature of the beast would be enjoyed in the same way it was before. Now people are finding out everything has to be “set in stone” to the point of killing how humans sexuality and romance actually occurs.
Now we are in for a turbulent unpredictable future – something that doesn’t bode well for allowing a society to remain stable.
Charlottesville has been all over the news for the last few days and it’s big. It’s been on almost every Facebook feed expanding to people who aren’t even very political. A common theme emerges. The Alt-Right = Nazis. All those Nazi Larpers in the background with their swastikas, armbands, seig heils, and all of that nonsense have tainted what the alt-right could have been; what it should have been.
At this point, the Nazis and the “lulz” trolls can have the label. Perhaps critics were right all along and Spencer’s supposed claim to the label ensured it was doomed from the start.
We’ve been trying to highlight for ages how vicious and dangerous AntiFa is. While they haven’t killed anyone and it’s probably a matter of time, some demented mentally instable nazi wannabe did. He deliberately murdered a woman with his car in ISIS fashion. That’s all people see, and it’s all they will see.
They wont see the vicious AntiFa violence there. They won’t see how the VPD not only stood down, but deliberately herded the “UniteTheRight” protesters into the path of AntiFa. Sure enough, the police would vanish and leave the two groups to fight it out Gangs Of New York style. This alone implicates that the authorities in heavily urban democratic cities are essentially cooperating with AntiFa.
Instead of seeing any of this, people see what was obvious – actual Nazis throwing up salutes, chanting “blood and soil”, and the works. How can any sane person look past actual Nazi flags and not associate who ever else was there with being a Nazi. Instead of kicking them out, you let them in.
We on the dissident right wanted so badly for the Alt-Right to become something. Now it’s done. I associated myself with the Alt-Right for a time because I thought the Nazi Larpers were a small minority, just like the AntiFa are with the progressives. I was wrong. I’m not interested in denouncing them, just as the left isn’t going to denounce AntiFa. However, I can’t associate myself with them.
I enjoyed their trolling, the hillarious memes, and even chuckled at those terrible jokes that triggered the easily offended progressives to the point of Hillary herself reading them to a national audience. They were the new 1950s conservatives and we were the rebellion. “It was the left’s turn for their sacred cows to be violated!”, we told ourselves. We were the new anti-establishment. But that’s all we were.
What The Hell Have We Been Doing?
Rebels. With barely an articulate cause, because the “normies” weren’t worthy of wasting time for our glorious explanation. That’s what the 1488 Larpers insisted in their glorious socialism. We all thought they were just in it for the “lulz”.
Wasn’t building white identity supposed to be about building one that isn’t based purely on opposition and hate? Instead they memed and kept whining about how their aren’t enough white babies, all the while refusing to bother to even take the first steps to attempt to create a family.
Yes, we have been saying that demographics is destiny. It is. We must outbreed the left who keeps murdering their babies in the womb. Encourage the feminists to keep doing it. Yet you ignored core strategy and the public schools indoctrinating the kids we do have. Instead of throwing your weight behind men like Vox Day who are creating alternate platforms, you rallied to Spencer who has been a disaster for the alt-right every damn time.
You ripped on the men who actually tried to create families by marrying women from overseas for their horrid race mixing while you jerked off in your damn basements. You stomped on Christendom and called for a return to paganism, ignoring the fact Christianity is what built European identity and made it great. Well, you can have your weird cultish occult symbols. That’s surely and identity that we need.
Their irony turned into sincerity as Common Filth pointed out. It was with a horrid shock that we realized they actually believed all these things. They really did loathe blacks, jews, and minorities to the point of revulsion. The hate had consumed them, their glorious Nazi identity and white identity based almost completely on opposition to others who were to be blamed.
Kind good hard-working immigrants don’t exist in their world. Diversity regardless of the reason is always terrible. Hispanics are all criminals. My personal experience working and being close with them and seeing how many good people there are were all anomalies. Yea okay.
Let’s get real here. I have mixed race family, and I’m not just talking about my moms side and our Armenian halves. My half-white/half-black cousins are twice the people than any of these Nazis and White Nationalists are. If push comes to shove, their well-being is my priority. How’s that for punching right? How does it feel after you shits punching right every damn day about how we didn’t blame the jews enough or were too cuckish?
Instead of pushing truth, beauty, goodness, and the christian roots which made Western civilization, we ignored the Nazis as best we could. It’s now to our detriment. They were never the alt-right. But with one protest that accomplished nothing, they took the label and burned it like the KKK did a cross.
Dickey Spencer claims victory while Baked Alaska may never see again and Heather is now dead. Antifa or not, she’s dead. Alex Fields who hit her, scared or not, will be raped in prison. Lives have been lost and ruined for Spencer to have his “leadership” moment. Forget the label. He can have it.
We Should Have Been Bold
It should be OBVIOUS that any movement that doesn’t purge Nazis is a non-starter. No sane person will have anything to do with it, let alone should. Instead of that purge, interlopers in the Alt-right decided that somehow “Nazis” were on the right. Somehow, someway those in the Alt-right actually believed the leftists propaganda of the last 50 years that “Nazis” are somehow right-wing.
You know, despite all the totalitarian and authoritarian positions that are held by many leftists today. Jonah Goldberg made this point abundant in “Liberal Fascism“, but they couldn’t be bothered with it because he’s a jew. We aren’t punching right. The Alt-Reichtards were never “right” to begin with. Just because AntiFa is their enemy didn’t mean they were our ally.
What many of us failed to realize – myself included – was that many on the alt-right, particularly the White Nationalists, didn’t have any actual “identity” besides opposition to SJWs, BLM, feminists, progressives, etc. Yes, we all didn’t like how “white” had become a pejorative and that white people shouldnt be ashamed or need to check their privilege. This came from mixed race people like myself. That should have been the sign.
“Put another way, if being pro-white is only going to mean anti-black or anti-Jew or anti-Asian, then it is never going to be a useful identity group. It’s just going to be the nullification of other identity groups. That’s not a movement with a future, because it’s definition lies outside its control. It’s why feminism is curdling into a home for barren spinsters. It’s just a list of grievances. In order to avoid that fate, white identity is going to have to be a positive identity that defines itself, independent of the rest of the world.”
This is what the movement has turned into. Constant blaming of Jews, Blacks, and every other group under the sun. Those racial purists couldn’t even realize that not only do historical demographics constantly change – like they always have, but that it’s changing right now. George Zimmerman was labeled a “White Hispanic.”
Articles are being published by crazed feminists about how lighter POC need to check their privilege or else they risk becoming white. It probably won’t be long until mixed race individuals are thrown into the category. (Remember that the Irish, Italians, Greeks, etc weren’t considered white until the 20th century.)
Despite this, they decided it had to be the core tenant. Insanity. Then the White Nationalists among us decided that Nazis were somehow acceptable, even though the Nazis historically didn’t mind killing and trying to subjugate the Greeks, French, Slavs, and Russians. They weren’t even about bloody white supremacy!
Western European identity has been dying. Instead of figuring out why, blame was placed solely on blacks, jews, and all those other marginalized groups instead of where it should be: the heretical French Enlightement and the secularists that destroyed the foundations and burned the roots of what made Europe great.
Seriously, ask yourself? What is actually left preserving in Europe. A new identity will be born, but it won’t be one that can’t exist without other groups around to blame to fuel it’s existence. Christendom which built Europe is already being rebuilt in Africa and South America.
While you’ve been raving and ranting about their IQs, Christianity has been transforming the area. There are already more Anglicans in Africa, than in the rest of the world. The next pope will be African. But no, you couldn’t get past the racial element.
Yes, we were with you for limiting immigration, securing the borders, diminishing the destruction wrought by globalists elites, bankers, and self serving corporations. We were with you in the fight to stop the feminist annihilation of the relationship between the genders and the nonsensical victim crying of social justice. We were with you to fight back against political correctness.
We even tolerated Spencer’s vicious attacks and disdain of Christianity while ignoring the insanity of a “white ethnostate” in the US. We sympathized with the vicious attacks wrought upon people branded “white” on a daily basis by progressives. I will teach my sons (75%) white to be proud of their heritage, who they, and to never apologize for any actions of their ancestors. I will however teach them the difference between Nazis and pride in who they are – something you couldn’t do.
But you had to let the Nazis larp with you. Well, enjoy your label. The people going out there to punch Nazis certainly will. The label is toxic because you let it become so.
Who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians? – Adolf Hitler
In 1911 The Turks passed a national gun registration law with no apparent malicious intentions beyond increasing public safety – an argument we’ve heard before. When the Armenian genocide began in 1915, these gun registration lists were used to disarm the Armenian and other Christian populations. When they came to slaughter us, we were helpless.
“Turkish Army battalions cordoned off entire towns and villages and did gun sweeps. Once disarmed, the official state violence visited against the Armenians ratcheted up to murderous levels. Typically, on town-wide sweeps, all of the men and boys were taken away by the Turkish soldiers, never to be seen or heard from again.”
We have no Auschwitz. No memorial exists for us. Mention of the genocide is illegal and can get you shot in Turkey who deny it took place. They back Armenia’s enemies throughout the region, ensuring it’s isolation is complete. Iran is neutral without any intention of backup. We remain a diaspora of survivors scattered through the world.
Even those of us who remain in our homelands of thousands of years that were conquered by the Ottoman and Seljuk Turks and now make up modern Turkey are at risk of losing everything again. Our Muslim neighbors will desire to finish their conquest. It will never stop haunting us.
A few years ago, Turkey’s president, Recep Tayyip Erdogan, threatened to “deport” the remaining Armenian citizens in Turkey. Last year, he called “allegations” that he had Armenian blood “ugly,” insisting he was a “purebred Turk.”
With a mere scoop of your hand you can find our remains, bones, and skulls in the Der Zor desert. For Armenians who make the journey, it’s a painful one. To this day, most of us can’t trace our family histories. The Turks destroyed our churches where we kept our records of marriages and family tree – usually the first step when you want to remove the history of a people from the earth.
“My heart is like shattered homes and broken pillars thrown asunder . . . Wild birds will nest in our ruins . . . Let me throw myself into the water and be food for the fish’s babies . . . White waves lap upon the black sea about us and do not mix . . . In this melancholic, bewildered state, what can my darkened heart do?”– Lyrics translated by Armen Babamian from “Homeless” (Andouni), composed by Gomidas Vartabed in honor of Armenians broken and exiled by the Genocide
IF you want to remember and learn from the Armenian Genocide, make sure you are never fooled into supporting gun control, no matter the excuse. You might be a protected class today, but tomorrow could hold you a criminal. There was no one to come to our aid during the genocide. Reports and coverage were suppressed as much as possible by The Young Turks, thus most of our destruction had already been completed by the end of World War One. It wouldn’t just be us.
It happened to the Greeks, the Assyrians, the Copts, and countless others in the Middle East and Anatolia. Islam became a unifying factor in those who wished for our genocide. Promises of virgins for those who killed Armenians in the name of Allah were given. A headline from 1915 shouted the following, “The caliphate wages jihad against Christians. Victims are beheaded, crucified, and burned alive. Christian girls are sold into slavery. Centuries-old monuments are destroyed by jihadis.”
Of all the peoples of Christendom, our suffering and slaughter may be the worst, though the Greeks, Copts, Assyrians, Syrian Orthodox, Chaldeans, Lebanese, and other peoples of the middle east and northern Mesopotamia have suffered over the centuries under Islamic rule. Of course we haven’t forgotten how the people of Balkans fared under their Ottoman rulers. Even the local Muslims of the area lent their hand to murdering the Christians around them:
The degree of extermination and the brutality of the massacres indicate extreme pent-up hatred on the popular level. Christians, the so-called gawur [also giaour or ghiaour] infidels, were killed in almost all sorts of situations. They were collected at the local town hall, walking in the streets, fleeing on the roads, at harvest, in the villages, in the caves and tunnels, in the caravanserais [an inn with a central courtyard], in the prisons, under torture, on the river rafts, on road repair gangs, on the way to be put on trial. There was no specific and technological way of carrying out the murders like the Nazis’ extermination camps. A common feature was those killed were unarmed, tied up, or otherwise defenseless.
All possible methods of killing were used: shooting, stabbing, stoning, crushing, throat cutting, throwing off of roofs, drowning, decapitation. Witnesses talk of seeing collections of ears and noses and of brigands boasting of their collections of female body parts. The perpetrators not only killed but humiliated the victims…In several instances, decapitated heads of well-known Christians, such as Hanne Safar of Midyat and Ibrahim the Syriac priest of Sa’irt were used as footballs…In Derike, the Syriac Catholic priest Ibrahim Qrom had his beard torn off and was then forced to crawl on all fours with a tormentor on his back, while others kicked him, stabbed him, and finally cut him to pieces.
Virtually every deportation caravan and village massacre was accompanied by serial mass rape of the women. Young girls were abducted as sex slaves and children as household servants. Even when they were not killed outright, the women were often stripped of their clothes. The homes of Christians were broken into, plundered, furniture smashed, windows, and doors removed, set on fire. Sometimes a survivor had little to return home to.
The number of perpetrators of the local massacres was staggering. Apparently the local officials….or the local politicians…had no difficulty in motivating the populace for extermination. The officials established death squads from middle-aged Muslim men. National Assembly deputies…agitated among the Kurdish tribes and even managed to get notorious outlaws…to cooperate in return for loot, adventure, and a promise of amnesty. On a few occasions, Muslim women were present, for instance…at the public humiliation of Christian dignitaries, but mostly the perpetrators were males. There were literally thousands of perpetrators, most of them locals.
Most people never learn from history, if they know it at all. Countless times governments, conquerors, and masters have taken away the weapons of a people. What usually followed was slaughter, massacres, and genocide with little resistance. Still the buzzword sleazy calls for “reasonable common sense gun control” rain down from incel politicians, CEOs, and elites with armed bodyguards who are clearly more important the rest of us.
If only they knew how it felt to be disarmed and defenseless. If it were their entire families being subjected to genocide, surely they wouldn’t make the usual excuses for gun control we hear from Elizabeth Warren, Al Franken, and many other progressive US politicians.
“It couldn’t happen here!” Many a people have heard that before.
An attempt to tell this story was finally brought to the big screen this April via a movie called, “The Promise“. Of course detractors rose to 1 star the movie on a massive scale. Upon the initial three screenings, 70k+ reviews – impossible when you consider the limitations of seating – were posted on IMDB. The Turks still are gunning for us even online.
“All I know is that we were in about a 900-seat house with a real ovation at the end, and then you see almost 100,000 people who claim the movie isn’t any good,”
How many more fucking people have to be slaughtered after being disarmed till we take the lesson to heart? I am forced to consider those who support radical gun control measures – regardless of reason or excuse – with the same potential level of threat that the Turks behind the 1915 genocide wrought upon us.
My Armenian ancestors who were disarmed, disposed, and then sent into deserts to die when they weren’t slaughtered enmasse in their villages and on the way to death are yet again forgotten. In fact, their slaughter is still a point of great contention and denial to the Turks and Azerbaijanis who stole our land, subjugated, and conquered us many times over just the last 500 years. (Note, Azerbaijan was even a country until 1918.)
The US is still afraid to press the issue as it won’t risk losing Turkey as a Nato ally. Yet again, our Armenian people catch the bad end of geographic diplomacy, not to mention an actual border war still being fought with Azerbaijan over land that has been ours for a thousand years. Again, we are isolated with no assured backup.
“Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, Turkey’s president, publicly vowed on Sunday to support Azerbaijan “to the end”. Turkey has no diplomatic relations with Armenia, a rift dating back to the mass killings of Armenians by Turks towards the close of the Ottoman period. Erdoğan is also at daggers drawn with Russia over its support for the Syrian regime and Turkey’s shooting down last autumn of a Russian combat plane but he is unlikely to intervene militarily.”
Still, we are resourceful people determined to survive. My great grandfather Tarpinian made his way to the US. He began a family when he saw a picture of my great grandmother in an orphanage where she had been saved from rape and death by the Turks. Upon seeing this picture he sent her letters and eventually a wedding dress. They would be married with few possessions, but love and a determination to survive and live for those had been killed in the genocide.
My great grandmother actually came over illegally. She entered the US via Buffalo, New York from Canada. Four generations later, our family is all over the states and we are assimilated Americans who love our heritage and people, but are loyal to this country which gave us hope, safety, and a reason to live.
I am a 4th generation descendant. Half-Armenian and a mix of other European heritage. If there’s anything I’ve learned from the history of both sides of my family, its that government can not be trusted to necessarily protect us, let alone slaughter us. You never know when your enemy will take the reigns of power.
While the old government may have been neutral, if you have been disarmed of your rights and your weapons, you are at a great risk. Never again. I will repeat it; I am forced to consider those who support radical gun control measures with the same potential level of threat that the 1915 genocide wrought upon us.
Supporters of gun control mean well. History however never does when it comes to the victims. Don’t let yourself even become a potential victim. Learn from our genocide. At the very least, targeted groups in the future will stand a chance of defending themselves and their family. Just look at what insurgents have done in Iraq and Afghanistan have done with Ak-47s.
Every man will experience his own “Benedict Arnold” moment. While it might not take place in a revolutionary war to determine the fate of nation being born, it will still leave a blackened stained touch in your memory.
What motivates betrayal? Often it’s money, greed, jealousy, and the desire to attain power. To do that you have to step on people to move up the ladder of power. Certainly, I was stepped on like a scared housewife stomps on an ugly bug while squeaking out a brief, “Eeek!!!!”
My own betrayal moment caught me off guard. None of the above seemed like the motivator for the betrayal. What could the reason have been? It felt as cold, sharp, and damaging as an Ozark ice storm. Even now, the though of “WTF, why?” keeps running through my mind. Often, I prefer for my dirty laundry to stay in the bin, but in this case I will have to reveal my boxers.
I’m a blabber, a conversationalist, and an open book. Some people love this about me, others loathe it, but few have ever managed to use it against me in a way that cuts deep.
Thing is, I don’t know how much was deliberate and honest-to-god opining on me and how much was cruel intentioned barbs designed to hurt my relationship with my in-laws and my wife. Timing was absolutely horrible as I’m just starting to build a better relationship with my in-laws who weren’t huge on me.
My old boss who I was my absolute unfiltered self around, a man I thought I could trust and actually have “real-talk” with, and someone who I respected – even though he let me go, delivered whatever his own brand of personal vengeance was against me managed to tell the “truth” about me in the worst possible ways.
No grudges did I hold against him when he let me go, in fact I even kept in good contact with him. However, he indeed held grudges against me which I was unaware of until he told my in-laws about them instead of myself.
Normally, this would be a landmine that would be overcome after one detonation, but he will be in a “life” group with my in-laws for the foreseeable future. Essentially, I will have someone who can’t be trusted in an environment where trust is supposed to be of the essence. Circle of trust indeed.
I’m used to detractors that I barely know, online critics, and people whose personalities clash with my own and they can all get bent. Nothing is what I expect from them. This though felt like I had been cheated on – which I haven’t, it was just that I trusted him that much. It hurts.
Imagine someone misrepresents your character as much as possible and, sprinkles in a few lies to really get the pot stirred, and plants all sorts of possibilities in your pregnant wife’s head who already is going through raging pregnancy hormones and trust issues from her past.
In this case, her parents were the recipients of Benedict Arnold and the details were passed to her and then she passed them to me. Chain of information indeed. My wife wasn’t supposed to be told, and neither was I.
Perhaps my old boss thought what he was saying was true, or my in-laws drew some exaggerated conclusions that were then passed to my wife. That would be a comforting thought. Honestly, I thought he would always be honest with any grievances against myself and come talk to me about it.
I actually thought that I was with someone who I didn’t have to filter myself and everything from “locker-room talk” to how men actually talk on the job site when you work in the trades. This is what bugs me so much. That connection I thought I had with someone wasn’t actually there – maybe I forced myself into believing it was, considering I was earnestly looking for a fellow man I could trust in an area where I don’t know anyone.
The Sword Thrusts of Betrayal
Likely it is not the case. Two lies in particular left me shocked. (1) That he paid me 20$ and hour when he paid me 13$. (2) That me and the other guy he had hired were going out after we were dropped off from work to the bar and blowing money. Odd, considering me and this other guy didn’t like each other.
The truth that was manipulated against me in fascinating way too. Apparently one such truth was how I constantly wanted to go out after work with my boss to the bar and grab a drink.
Absolutely, this was true. I wanted to bond with my boss as I believed he was someone I could be my genuine self-around. One of the best ways you can do this is to indeed grab a drink and sit down.
In his defense however, he could never really do this as he was trying to be back at home by 6 to be with his family. I can understand this and perhaps he believes me to be some kind of deviant who would rather be out drinking then helping out his pregnant wife at home – or at least that how it sounded when I was told about it.
Another “truth” was about how I misled him about my skillset, even though I told him what I knew from the start. Now both me and him were hoping I’d absorb some skills faster, but I alas I did not. Still, he felt like I lied to him, so my guess is he is doing the same back to me.
One that really got to me was about how I was lazy. When he first hired me, he was desperate for people just to show up who were trustworthy. He complained about how people would flake constantly – which they did. I arranged for him to pick me up in the mornings – which took a toll on him timewise nonetheless – to go the jobsite with him 40+ miles away.
When I was there, I worked in 90+ degree humidity outside on scaffolding. Now he was generous and bought me and our co-worker lunch everyday as well as provided us with water to keep us hydrated. To be sure he wasn’t a slave driver, and he shouldn’t sound like such.
At several points I did complain about a lack of boards to stand on when we started going four stories up. I brought up the idea of safety-harnesses, but he mentioned that it would just get in the way and make us even less safe.
I have no idea if that’s really true or not, but wow right? Also note that he went up there with us in those precarious positions trying to get work done, so definitely he put himself on the line as well.
Now, I’m not exaggerating how open I was with him. I even talked about me and my wife’s sex lives – a mistake in hindsight – and how it helped us as a couple. This was kindly relayed to her parents that all I cared about is sex and apparently how I’m not to be trusted. In particular, this blew me away.
Wisdom, Resolve, and the Long-Game
A hard lesson to learn from betrayal is that your natural state – open and honest – can be very dangerous to you and your family life. Even after this, I find the idea of talking less, being more deliberate about the company I am genuine with, and concluding that many more snakes exist in the grass then I admit to be a tough pill to swallow.
Recently, I saw him at my in-laws “Life group” meeting they hold at their house. Determined for my wife’s sake, I played nice. It was then that I heard a story involving my old bosses’ wife and some terrible things they had been through.
Wondering whether this had something to do with the backstab held my anger in check. Because of that, I’m taking the long view. Honestly, I still desire vengeance or at least some kind of vindication from this betrayal. You never realize how powerful of a motivator justice can be until you start to strongly desire it.
Given the chance I wonder, would he come clean and apologize to me or pretend it didn’t happen and act as everything was jolly?
What if the chain-of-information provided to me was wrong or someone did indeed exaggerate and elaborate details? Patience is necessary when trying to smoke out what was really said. I shall indeed play the long-game.
Recently, my life has become like one of those sack races at a school party. My wife is in the sack with me – almost twice a day on average – and often we are trying to hop in different directions when it comes to our plans, ideas, and how we want to spend our time that day. Our marriage is yet young. As we seek to better communicate and understand the stubborn other, a new path in life opens.
As the experts hum repeatedly, much of marriage is all about communication. Usually, you don’t start off to well in that department. The specific verbal and non-verbal manner of that communication is a different skill all in itself – one that is often unpolished.
Through the communication we stumble through now, I’ve learned something important. Your priorities will shift so much in your life – especially with an infant that much of what you did and who you were before marriage wont be the same.
If you want to be that great family patriarch of old, most of your available time in a day must be spent nurturing your family – specifically your wife in the early years and your children. Just as anything substantial in life requires much time and investment, your family is no exception. (Infants are quite the time investment when they won’t fall asleep at night and continue to cry.)
I’m now building my legacy, but that is a time and life investment that will consume my time in life. Less going out with friends to the bar. Less video game binges into the wee hours. Less wasting of time period. My hobbies now tend to include research about the best ways to get my son crawling early and my social activities tend to involve my wife. (Father and son hobbies will come as my son grows older.)
In a way, I’m being forced to be more productive and deliberate as to how I spend my time – an odd side effect of having a family that I had no clue about. It is however a welcome one, in that it forces some discipline upon you, something I’ve struggled to do over my life. Dragged by my heels to be better.
Much of my generation is hedonistic in we view ourselves. Usually, it’s all about what makes me happy and satisfied now and anything that get’s in the way is a problem – or in the cases of some RP enthusiasts – supposed Beta behavior. What most players don’t realize is that when you get married, your wife needs your time. It can feel a bit strangling at times with a loss of space being your gut instinct, but new instincts will develop as your marriage goes on.
Essentially, if you want to build that next generation and a culture that will last – think of what Roosh is trying to build – your excess pleasures, desires, and frivolous hobbies will have to take a back seat. It becomes less about what makes you happy and more about what is necessary for the success of your family. I’m selfish and I’ll admit it, a hard RP to swallow is that what makes me happy isn’t necessarily going to make my wife happy or even my children. (Have another one on the way in that department.) Basically, we mature as men because we must.
Some men might take it as the nail in their coffins of their prior lives, but it simply means that a transition is taking place. What I’m realizing now is that if you want a family, a legacy, love, growing old together, and many of the usual romantic dreams, much of your bachelor self will shed it’s skin permanently. So in order to get your new skin, you have to shed the old.
I no longer have as much time for video games and my usual pleasures of flesh. Instead, I often limit them to an hour a day at most so I can focus on spending time with my wife – who needs my attention and help even more so being that I knocked her up again. Remember, marriage is a different adventure and the skills needed are far different from the arsenal of most players. Finding that key balance becomes as valuable as gold and a key component into becoming that patriarch.
In a young marriage, your wife is needy – as is mine. When you decide to have your first kid, pregnancy adds another element to that. We hear alot about shit-tests but not alot about comfort tests. I recall a conversation with my wife when she was in tears about how I didn’t comfort her, wrap my arms around her, and tell her everything was going to be okay when our son was in the NICU for 3 weeks after he was born. She wanted me to hold her in my arms and not let her go. I was supposed to be strong, but while I thought I was, I didn’t pass that strength on to her.
Logically I thought that she already knew she had my support – and I was coming to be with her everyday in the evening when I got off work. (Remember how powerful and dominant a woman’s emotions are, especially after birth.) However, I didn’t verbally communicate my thoughts on how she was feeling and how everything was going to be fine. I probably wasn’t physically affectionate enough either and obviously we couldn’t bond and come together through sex in the weeks after birth. (You really do have to be on your game and making it an intrinsic part of yourself.)
This was a hard lesson for me to learn. Men… we often have to learn how to love – both in how we show and how we do it. Love is what girls so desperately need, just as respect is something men need when it comes to marriage.
Now do you lose who you are? Everything that makes you… you?
Your family becomes you.
I as a man and father, and my wife as a woman and a mother, are now putting our feet on the next step up the stairs of life. It’s all happening very fast as is the excitement about it. About 3 months ago, we moved down to Missouri. I won’t say where, but I do like what I see down here. Housing is cheap – though so are wages.
(Luckily, I’ve got a job in which I can make a good amount of money. It’s a sale job, and I will essentially have to internalize game in a sales oriented manner. )
Arguably, it’s probably one of the most important skills a man can learn that he can apply to many other aspects of life. I never realized its application that many had waxed eloquently about until training for my current job. (Also, a quick pro-tip I’ve learned: He who complains the most gets the most. ) Furthermore, me and my wife are going to be moving into an apartment, which is will be our first place on our own with each other.
In order to start a community, you have to have a place of your own to do it. I’ve seriously considered trying to start an RVF tribe where I live. However, I’ll need to devote more time to conversing with the men of my area – specifically fathers. Even in my online reading, I find myself reading more of Dalrock, DeepStrength, FreeNortherner, and Davis Aurini. (Vox Day as well.)
I often want to help men who struggle with women out – as I see who I was in them. At the same time, I’m also realizing that men with families really do need other family men to come together to eat, drink, converse, and to sharpen each other’s lives. The conversation at the table really will differ then it did in our bachelor days. Behold, the next step in life.
Angry female BLM protester – “Say that to my face!”
Me – “Get Fucked Bitch!”
People are all about the scoop nowadays, but I wanted to give myself some time to reflect on the events of Tuesday, May 24th. It’s why I’ve written about this slowly, rather then just pumping something out. In fact, it’s been about two months. It’s in hindsight that more pieces of the puzzle appear – and so they certainly have.
In light of Milo’s recent Twitter ban, this charged confrontation with #BlackLivesMatter, which of course got away with this “protest” like the rest of them, may have been the catalyst to put Milo on Twitter CEO Jack Dorsey’s hitlist, specifically considering Dorsey’s relationship with DeRay. (It’s rumored to be more than just platonic.)
Now back to the topic of “scoops”. I’m part of this scoop.
It’s October of last year in the evening. I’ve made it to the train station just in time, half-walking and half-jogging. My mood is somewhat relieved and I’m looking forward to listening to some music in the bliss of the ride home.
Hopping on the train at the Lake Forest stop, I grabbed a seat on the upper deck, put the other two down near me, and proceeded to lay down on them as a kind of makeshift bed.
Laying down, I glance up at my phone as I browsed through reddit and the newest stories of the perpetual outraged, headphones playing loud angry music in my ear. Yes, I find Senses Fail to be quite relaxing.
It looks like the guy across is talking to me. His lips are moving.
Yes, he is.
I take out my headphones and he wants to know if I’m okay, as I was coughing while laying down. He mentions that, “I’ve seen people die on this train.”
His tone of voice and his non-verbals are seeped in “hidden” distaste for me. I ignore it, brush it off, and assure him I’m fine as I go back to Reddit.
15 minutes later I notice he is saying something again.
I take out my headphones to hear him.
By the way his mouth is moving and the look on his face, he doesn’t look happy. This time he seemed VERY agitated about the way I was sitting. Apparently he thought I might be taking pictures of him with my phone, which I wasn’t. I thought this odd considering how I was sitting and the direction I was facing.
He is now quite upset by the way I was laying down.
Again, he tells me that I am being rude. How? My semi-open dangling legs were exposing my crotch to the Indian girl sitting several seats down and that was apparently very rude.
It was then that I realized I had been targeted.
He wasn’t going to let this go. He was looking for a verbal confrontation and his cross-hairs had landed directly on me.
I sat up, took the initiative, and attempted to deflect and diffuse the verbal attacks. I am a communications major after all. Finally, perhaps I can see how well some of theories apply to real-world situations.
He’s in a half-rage mode; a strawman here and an angry passive-aggressive accusation there. The anger and frustration in his voice is starting to build. Conclusions and assumptions about me are landing left and right.
I’m taken back for a second. I was startled – almost confused.
What is this tumblr? Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration.
Apparently I was some punk ass-kid/student from Chicago coming down here to get off at Libertyville station stop and I didn’t give a fuck about the other people on the train. Perhaps it’s my “hipster look” that planted the seeds of wrath. I prefer to think of it instead as well-groomed and well-dressed for my stature.
I pointed out to him that NO ONE has ever objected to the way I’ve laid down before.
In fact, it had NEVER happened before. He was the first damn one. I’m starting get irritated now with him and how this has all started.
He insists its a matter of being respectful. My inner philosopher ignites and I assume that he will have a post-modern framework for his concept on “respect” and as to what constitutes as my previous “rude” behavior. I begin my philosophical adventure.
I proceeded to question him on how he knew what was “Respectful.” He appeals to the way he was raised. Interesting. Apparently us young punks know nothing about respect – I secretly agree with him.
Further in the conversation reveals that he is basing his view of the concept on experience, tradition, and essentially his parents. This actually creates in me some respect for him and it causes me to pause in my planned verbal retaliation.
I started trying to think to myself about why he was giving me such a hard time. It was a serious, “Dude, wtf?” moment of thought. Should I stand up for myself and not put up with this crap? Perhaps I wasn’t giving him a reason to respect me.
We were now at a point where I suspected that other people were going to become involved as his tone of voice kept getting louder.
I wasn’t in the mood for this to escalate and as much as I enjoy uncomfortable situations, this was lacking the humorous and adventurous side to it. Also, I was hoping the conductors weren’t going to get involved, though I was certain they’d side with me.
No, I was going to fight my own battles. That’s what a man does – when he can.
It was here the conversation turned.
I pointed out to him I lived in Fox Lake, I also told him about how I thought his age had nothing to do with whether I respected his opinions or not. Living in Fox Lake meant that I wasn’t some spoiled rich yuppie from Libertyville who thinks that the world is my trash dump.
I ask a few questions meant to flush out what was bugging him – what had caused the initial simmer of suppressed rage inside him. I knew there was more here than meant the eye. No one flies off the handle over something so small…
Conversations like these – maybe not as heated at first as this one was – are something I live for. They break up the routine of my day. I made the most out of this one and I’m glad I did, because I learned something.
This fellow’s name was Jim.
I plied Jim for more about himself and he told me his back-story. He’s a 53 year old micro-biologist who works his ass off to put his two of his three daughters through college. His marriage leaves much to be desired and “support” isn’t something he’s experienced in a while. He’s struggling financially, but fishing with his buddies at least gives him some reprieve. Put blankly, he feels unfulfilled, confused, and somewhat jaded through life – a state of almost mental and emotional exhaustion.
Even though, my situation isn’t even close to his, I felt a kind of kinship for Jim – as man to man. It’s no accident that I feel as I’ve met people just like him before with similar frustrations with life.
I feel a sense of sympathy for him.
During the rest of the ride and our conversation, he would apologize several times to me. Throughout the conversations, he would continue this regarding the initial assumptions he had made about me, but I told him not to worry about it.
“The past is the past,” I told him. For the most part, that is a motto I live by.
Jim you see is a classic example of a guy going on through life who needs a chance to vent every once in a while, but doesn’t. I don’t know if he’s ever really been given the chance, but I suspect he’s had this bottled up in him for a while.
It was the small action of the way I laid that set him off. I had experienced my own WW1 spark in interpersonal conflict.
Jim is a good guy, but he’s been through a lot more than I would have thought. . He tells me stories about how he’s been attacked and beat up in Fox Lake outside of bars. Drinking sometimes has a steeper price than a hangover.
He was starting to see crime, drug deals around the Fox Lake train station and even right outside the Thortons nearby. The realization of the scuminess of my town and that of humanity was getting to him. He emphasized that no one cared about what had happened to him or what was happening around.
That was what got me. No one cared about what he had seen, heard, and experienced so he never bothered to vent about it. No support, he just kept it tightly wrapped and wound up.
What happened to Jim – just one action- that magnifies to a great extent the rest of what he has been feeling and seeing can happen to myself.
I literally told him when we got off the train, “There’s only so much a man can handle before he explodes.” I’ll never forget the look on his face. It was one of gratitude and of shock in that he realized I understood him – despite our difference in age and situations.
In every story and conversation there is a lesson.
All men out there need a time and a chance to vent. This isn’t toxic masculinity; it’s the necessary expression of rage and anger that we are forced to keep a lid on.
This of course doesn’t change the fact that most men keep this rage, frustration, depression, and anger pent up. Some have found ways to manage – the gym, 1st person shooters, sports, ect, but is it enough? I suppose these methods won’t get your a way that won’t get you arrested, hated, and in constant fights with your wife, but there must be more.
We all need friends – real friends – as an outlet and as support to get things off your chest that no one else will understand or be able to hear. Your wife, girlfriend, or effeminate therapist wont’ be able to console you in the same way that other men will. These male friends can provide you with the wisdom that is gained from the experience of life, as well as the understanding of the vast challenges that men face in today’s culture.
They won’t BS you, but they will hear you out, and offer the necessary – if rough – advice that others won’t. Reddit might be one way to do this, but face-to-face with close male friends is the best. This isn’t homosexual, it’s simply men getting close with another and bonding over the challenges and quest that is life.
Get it all off your chest.
We all have pent up rage that builds. It’s a matter of fact of life. The people who explode are some how seen as terrible, immature, ect but the reality of life is that this is just a natural part of humanity.
Let it go.
Don’t be afraid to tell your friends what’s really on your mind. Be yourself and I’m not saying that in a BS “feel good” cultural way. Find and make close male friends who are willing to help you out and offer you solid wise advice.
Before we parted ways at the station, Jim told me he was glad the conversation happened.
I was too.
It was a raw unfiltered and genuine conversation that should happen between men more often.