I have never been one to shy from moralistic posturing, because I have never been one for lying.
I feel that what I am ultimately seeking is the ideal of good. I feel this is what every driven mind and hungry heart in this world seeks, though precious few care to admit it. I feel that a large number of people are either indifferent or pursuing good in a lackadaisical, half-hearted and easily-consumed manner. More and more, I believe this has always been the state of the human race. Not quite bound to sin and total depravity, more inclined to the vulgar and venial. Wickedness is not mundane.
I no longer believe that the personally harmful and socially damaging things in our world today were primarily the creation of purposeful human design. I believe that few people truly desire to be bad. To be bad is as much of a sacrifice as it is to be good. I nowadays feel that the answer we seek isn’t a matter of less bad, but more good. There is a distinct shortage in the world of both bad and good.
We are pretentious. We are overwrought. We will project our failures on everything and everyone else to preserve our stunted, fragile egos. It does not have to be this way. You don’t have to be like Esquire Magazine’s Charles P. Pierce.
I’m here to help.
So yesterday a friend and cohort brought this wonderfully vapid work of alarmism to my attention. In it, Esquire Magazine’s Charlie Pierce wants his readers to believe America has entered a new Dark Age of cruelty and barbarism. Oh boy.
On October 17th, director Justin Simien is going to challenge moviegoers on the issue of race relations. Thank God, I say. Finally, here is a movie that will move Americans to openly and honestly discuss race and their society in a fair and honest manner.
No matter what, one thing you can say about Lenin and the Old Bolsheviks is that they passionately believed in their cause. Of course, Lenin and the others were mass-murdering maniacs, and their utopian delusions were completely contrary to reality, but a distinguishing factor of, say, Leon Trotsky’s work is that what he wrote was what he believed, and what he did–including his murders–reflected that.
By the time Leonid Brezhnev became Premier, the USSR was little more than a rotting husk of an empire mouldering upon a core of lies. It is hard to say whether anyone much believed in Communism, the USSR, the World Proletariat, or any of that by 1977. What the average apparatchik did believe was that lying was the best way to get by. So everyone just lied. The men at the top lied to keep their jobs. The military commanders lied about their armaments to keep Americans fearing Soviet strength. The common man lied about his happiness to keep his family safe. The apparatchiks lied to keep the people subservient. The industrial planners lied about production numbers to stay out of Siberia. You lied, lied, and lied some more, hoping that it would get better, or that at least you’d be able to lie your way to a comfortable retirement, perhaps near the Black Sea.
Once upon a time, I too was once Libertarian. It all started around 2008, back when my political senses and knowledge hardly stepped beyond the boundaries of feel-good territory. When “ending violence” was my top priority. When world peace was a simple Ron Paul away. Those were the days, huh? Back when we all the problems of the world rested on the shoulders of this old republican Texan.
By solving problems, I mostly mean the legalization of marijuana.
So-called “post-modernity” is the summarization of the elements following our deconstruction of all things built on abstract thought. Post-modernity is the final frontier of human misery; The last miserable grasp for meaning in a path of desolation lain before the psyche of the Westerner. The Westerner hopes to gain a sense of belonging and identity by completely eliminating the structures left behind by his/her ancestors. Nihilism, gnostic atheism, cultural relativism, gender relativism, race relativism, anything that completely eliminates identification outside “consciousness”, is eagerly wielded like a torch in the hands of western civilization.
I’ve predicted for a while now that it’s only a matter of time before Cathy Reisenwitz, eager eyed young feminist and rent-seeker extraordinaire, finally achieves her life long ambition of being paid to speak at a conference of neckbearded libertarian social outcasts only to be clumsily hit on by one of the smellier basement dwellers while riding an elevator. This will allow her to realize her ultimate end game of ranting about patriarchal oppression at the hands of the male dominated libertarian community and kick off an ideological civil war inside of the liberty movement, eventually spawning Libertarian + with Reisenwitz ascending to the throne as their chief representative.
Let me start by saying not everything in this essay is directly from my mind alone. I received much inspiration from history, Allan Bloom’s The Closing of the American Mind, and Erik Leddihn’s The Menace of the Herd. I’m not sure anyone can make the claim their thoughts are without influence. I would also like to state that I have not always been anti-democracy. I was raised an all-American catholic boy, passionate about my “freedom” and “individuality”. Like most kids, I didn’t stick with the political influence of my parents. I bounced around ideology to ideology, reading manifestos, novels, and articles. Conservative schools of thought, Neo-liberalism, communism, national socialism, libertarianism, and anarchism (and its capitalistic sub-schools). Being young and naive, I was trying to discover the Holy Grail of politics. A perfect system, a world of pros without cons. While I now firmly believe that to be an impossibility, I believe specific forms of government are far more efficient for all of man, and man would do well to remove comforting lies of “equality” and “self empowerment” from his mind, less they corrupt the potential of mankind.