A Manifesto Against Blogging

Time out gives a man room to think. It is why vacation is an important part of a work-life balance. It is why male only spaces were so crucial to the continued survival of Western Civilization – you had to get away from the nagging wife to concentrate on the bigger picture.

Since I posted my ‘Exit’ post I have maintained relationships with allies, talking to many on a daily basis. In recent weeks I have also kept one eye open on those still blogging. What I see is sad and disappointing.

The more popular publications in this ‘sphere’ are still publishing nonsense articles about topics we already discussed years ago. Titles like “Multiculuralism erodes security” – no doubt a cutting edge observation never before made. Then with the growth of Trump we have a slew of old Alt-Right figures cashing in – I’ve lost track of how many “No this is the real Alt-Right’ articles or videos have appeared. The mastubatory self indulgence that many crave is happening for them, they rehash the same dead topics, they continue to abyss gaze with the same sick fascination.

Stepping back from the sphere and looking in you see it for what it is and what it has become. It is not the intellectuals of NRx who have driven the narrative, it is the lowest common denominator. The meme-kids and the fashy goys. The Twitter army and the classical media (Breitbart) are running the narrative. A wise man I converse with observed the ‘Alt-right’ is essentially a cottage industry of self indulgent fan-boys. Their decadence is not in popularity like the traditional celebrity of our time but rather in the chaotic revelry of mayhem or in how they style themselves as NPR types who are edgy and ‘far-right’.

At a distance one also sees the inherent contradiction amongst many. On the one hand a series of debates about ‘passivism’ promoted by an organisation with a former cuckold as a member showed this up but it is only now with distance I realise the hilarity of the situation.

Whilst you write another long winded post covering a topic Moldbug already did – the black gang member is engaging in modern warfare.

Whilst you argue about the merits of right-wing activism in Slack – the leftists are forming bonds on the front line in their direct action.

Here is the core of the issue no one talks about, no one wants to address. Much is made of the fact the Left are leading us into a hell hole of instability, where a slow collapse is likely, where the barbarians are at the gates, where they will not be able to control their pets. If this is the case where is the organisation? Where is the desire to actually prepare?

It doesn’t seem to exist. Or if it does they are lying, looking closely at what some say you feel they either don’t believe in the chaos the left are bringing about as actually manifesting or they are just not willing to accept it. For all the highbrow criticism leveled at certain parts of the Alt-Right parts of it have been quite successful at bringing people together. Those people aren’t blogging, they might Tweet, they might make some FB posts, they might even just consume it all passively. But they are coming together, forming bonds and making this stability count.

Either what we see is going to lead us into a time of serious unrest and problems, or it isn’t. If it isn’t better cuck yourself now and step away from the keyboard so you can get that cushy job whilst your gender-fluid partner earns more than you thanks to a chromosome test and masturbate yourself to death with that new VR headset.

Stop blogging.

For every blog post you write I will be practicing slide lock reloads.

For every inane debate in the comments section on said blog post I will be planning my vegetable patch for next year.

For every podcast you do I shall be listening to one on how to stay in the fight longer.

For every blog post you read about a rehashed Moldbug idea I’ll be reading a book of knots and practicing again and again and again.

For every abyss gazing moment you spend I shall be sharpening a knife or readying for a hunt.

The choice is yours

Death.

All things die. Some things win out. This is an eternal truth.

Truth is eternal. The notion of cycles appears to be forgotten by many. Over the few years I have been a part of this dissident right community there are many things I have seen online. Much of it pointless. From NRx engaging with Trannies to the massive success of cuck entering the mainstream, and the growth of the alt-left.

No enemies to the right has been bandied around forever but the reality is that as everything swims leftward there is no question that the prolific publishers in this space of the internet appear to have drifted leftward as well.

The dominant narrative of our times is that of modernity and leftism. Do we really think disillusioned millennials who live blog and try to start a right wing movement have a real notion of what actual civilization, duty, and honour is? Are the angry Generation Xers any better – their anger is largely that things have run out of control, if only the 80s had lasted longer before the real decline set in.

Someone who has never watched or played the game of cricket could listen to a radio commentary of cricket and whilst they may understand the words they would be no more knowledgeable of the game. The terms, the commentary, really only have meaning to those who have played or at least watched and had it explained to them. That second group, the watchers will also never quite understand the game.

To experience something is to truly understand it. Thus the recommendation of reading old books is akin to someone listening to a cricket match. They lack a frame of reference, they would of course be able to build up an image of what a game is, what it looks like, and no doubt understand the rules. However they would struggle to go out and play, and yet only through trying to play would they actually truly learn and gain clearer understanding. The attempt to fix society today is much the same.

We are the damaged goods of the West. The lost sons and daughters, some more than others. I envy those raised within the somewhat sheltering community of religion. More of us wander without that protection, or we never had it. Many of us dived deeper than we care to admit into the beast of modernity and bear its scars. The notion you are somehow above the muck of modernity is laughable. As much as you can attempt to become worthy without a frame of reference for worthiness you’ll never get there, no matter how many shitty half depth squats you crank out.

Death is the ultimate acceptance of reality. Mediate on it more and you will be freer. It is part of the eternal truth. That we should live in these times is unfortunate but these times will die. The eternal cycle will roll on. You’re kidding yourself if you think blogging will change anything and you’re rotten if you wallow in trying to absorb the horror of modernity. I blogged about beauty once and how it sickens me more don’t search it out. Instead you have bottom divers who appear determined to discover the darkness. CommonFilth or Weimerica – it’s the same shit. Absorption of the poison of modernity.

Nothing expressed here is new, there are no bold claims I offer. It is merely the assessment of a number of years in this space. I could blog more about the stupidity of the left, or their evilness, or even the obnoxiousness of fellow travelers but it has become a waste of time and energy. I know very well there is no exit. My twitter is nuked and whilst this blog will remain this post serves as my exit.

I leave you with Yeats:

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

Dysgenic Technology

For a long time now I have felt that the popular web software I use has gotten worse and stolen control from me. When I use Google and type precise questions it automatically looks up more common, but wrong answers. It is useless, I have lost track of how many times I have had to attempt to rectify this.

Google and their predictive search also messes up Youtube search. The software has been programmed to assume the end operator, the human, is an idiot. This is Google’s approach, they want to make technology as easy to use as possible and in doing so they have massively narrowed your freedom to make mistakes (but also to be right and confident in yourself being right) and be autonomous.

My thinking on this prompted me to pick a book entitled “The Glass Cage. How our computers are changing us”. It is a terrifying look at just how far we have allowed the programmer nerds with their misanthropic beliefs to pervert technology. The book is a sobering read on just how computer automation is relegating humans and causing many more problems than they solve. It is of particular concern if you care about human intelligence.

Much of the author’s focus is on elucidating just how automated systems remove control from human actors and place them in a subservient role. The aviation industry gets special treatment and through understanding just how removed pilots are from actually flying we understand just how the rare plane crashes of today happen. They are sparked largely by the relegation of man to that of an observer of screens. It is no surprise that many in the tech elite are so anxious to roll out virtual reality and continue automation.

VR is an easy target to attack but what should concern people more is the ideology of the programmers that influence development of the modern world. They firmly believe that humans need not interfere and design systems centred around removing humans from the frame. In understanding this misanthropic and fearful bent of these semi autistic nerds we reveal the core beliefs of other ideologies that frame themselves as the right. Techno-commericalists with their hyper rationality are the cousins of apolitical programmers afraid of humans.

This creeping advance of technology that removes the human is creating a dysgenic population. Without the ability to think independently and creatively modern people are lost. Putting pen to paper is a far more effective way of building patterns. Learning to read a map and building mental models without relying on a phone GPS crafts a better brain. We have a generation of people so coddled by the soporific effects of their personal computers they lack mental abilities our grandparents have.

Is it any wonder then that such bad ideological stances are promoted by the mainstream media and the left? A coddled population unable to orientate themselves without Google Maps can’t seek truth or discern lies. Shielded from an environment that requires problem solving and risk analysis they default to the safe alternative. People are so eager to make things easier for themselves but the vast majority have never experienced hardship. This is not a call to traipse around in the woods staring at a map befuddled. This is an acknowledgement of reality we live in. If you have never had to chop wood and light a fire to warm yourself how can you appreciate the invention of centralised heating?

Stop using technology that makes you stupid. Build your mental maps, look at a map at home, memorize the routes and use the power of recall rather than follow turn-by-turn navigation. Write your ideas down first, jot, sketch and doodle. Strike back as best you can against the beta misanthropic nerds who have thrust their version of society upon you.

You may just be happier because of it.

Censorship and shutdown. Can NRx handle critique?

Are these the actions of the “worthy”?

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This is all about their inability to handle critique. It is a shame, there are good people associated with NRx and I have had the pleasure of appearing on one of their podcasts. However simply being a good person is not cover for acting in a bad manner.

To delete critiques off of your blog is just bad show. Either allow commentary or don’t. It’s not a difficult thing to implement. Being consistent goes a long way. What is bad is to delete criticism because it provides the impression you can’t handle it. (Of course no idiot should think this is an argument how people should run their private spaces, rather that there are consequences to actions and we can judge you based upon them. The right to delete them is not what is the matter)

If the comment is off topic or wrong respond to it, heck you can even be insulting. There is nothing wrong with that but to pretend that people have not offered up critique is shameful. This speaks though of a larger problem within NRx that has become apparent.

Namely that they are unwilling to engage but still pretend they do. Often their default position is that one should “read old books”. Excellent advice but often it is served up at odd times and in a manner that comes across as dismissive. Likewise some of their reactions to being called out on their recent passivist articles have shown unsightly colours. They shift goal posts, muddle about definitions, and create a frame where those who question are then ridiculed whilst they subtly adjust. There is a huge amount of ‘I told you so’. NRx is at this state not overly exploratory, they’ve started down a road but stopped and they seem to object to others who continue to explore. This explains their open hostility to my ally and friend Soap Jackal, who despite his contrarian nature offers up intelligent modes of exploration and is always challenging.

This blog won’t bother responding to the latest redefinition of passivism offered up at Social Matter. Suffice to say it merely restates what they have already said without accepting critiques as valid. There is nothing wrong with building a cabal or mannerbund – more men should do it. The question is whether you will wish to associate with a group so keen on censorship and wary of critique.

I’ll end this by stating once again how I think NRx have some positive elements and there are good people involved, perhaps just acting badly in this one instance. Much of their work is still useful in getting people away from the horrors of modernity and I wish them the best.