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.
So, something of political importance happened in America during yesterday’s sportball event. I know, because within 24 hours my feed has been inundated with boycott petitions and appeals to the bandwagon fallacy.
I know I know, they’re being ridiculous. It’s only a ball game. They are being totally extreme and it was only a commercial or some commercials. This kind of reaction totally reflects their horrible politics and validates everything you laugh about on Jon Stewart’s show. Coincidentally, have you considered killing yourself?
IT HAPPENED TO ME: I witnessed feminism achieve dildo-singularity.
Not the article itself, mind. While it is amusing to read Pia Glen whine about oppression in a language her people didn’t invent, to see her defend a modern “black culture” that was entirely invented by the mercantile branch of The Hydra, this is not the singularity I speak of.
One looks into the mirror, and sees a story. The greatest story ever told. The only story ever told. What do we call this story? Where does the story go from here? What will it mean? When will the climax take place? When will it end? Who will retell this story? Will anyone?
Today’s subject comes from Amren: Pope Francis Calls Upon The Nations Of The World To Welcome Immigrants.
There has been a flurry of recent social media activity regarding one Christopher Cantwell, an outspoken and acerbic fellow associated with the post-Raw Paw liberty movement.
The cause of this kerfuffle? Cantwell committed the mortal sin of logically applying libertarian ideas outside the bounds of the Overton Window.
…Not surprisingly, jimmies have been rustled.
The African continent accounts for less than 3% of the world’s GDP. Those countries that make the greatest contribution to this number are either Muslim, have a significant number of Whites, or in the case of Nigeria have oil or a similarly-valuable resource… That’s exploited by non-Africans.
Response to: The 5 stages of becoming an anarchist
Maybe you’re no longer an anarchist. But TRS? NO WAY.
Some day, however, you might be.
On the road to Right Stuff, there are five stages. And unlike ancap applications of the Kübler-Ross model, you will not come out posting profile pictures looking like a goofy motherfucker.
I was recently reading an article on First Thoughts about an author’s take on a gay pride street parade he recently witnessed. He did his dutiful “duty” by going around in bemused interview-mode, asking bystanders and participants if this sort of activity really, on an oh-so-deep heart-felt level made them haaaapppppyy. Despite the responses, he remained convinced that they were poor souls trapped in frilly costumes to hide the pain and deep shame they felt while prancing around. The best solution Verner could come up with was a few Rosaries to the wind, some deep reflection, and a prescription to all conservatives: “Folks, by gum, these fellers just need a little love, and they’ll come around to our way of thinking.” (paraphrased, naturally) The secret, in other words, is to “expose the personal tragedies that are wrapped in rainbows.”
Why do conservatives have a blind-spot, here? It doesn’t take much to elicit guffaws from the more hawkish conservatives when discussing pacifism and isolationist foreign policy. I can just hear those bobble-heads in the back of my mind: “Look at those hippies! They think they can avoid the reality of realism and achieve global peace by voluntary disarmament! Yeah, let’s all be friends and leave our front doors unlocked, too! In fact, let’s just put Hussein V2 back in power and ask him to play nice with Kuwait! Oh, and let’s not forget that the United Nations will save the wurrrldlddd! Don’t those sappy liberals know that political power grows out the barrel of a gun?”
Maybe the last one is a little too Maoist, admittedly, but the rest simply can’t be denied.
Dear Jeffrey Tucker,
I’m very sorry that you live in a society where notions like “productivity” and “mutual service” cannot be rationally advanced on a masturbatory social media outlet like facebook.