Irrational Man

Book review.

See here for the Western Destiny book review of Irrational Man.

The book is a summary of existentialist thought, written in the late 1950s, and it is still relevant today, as existentialism as a philosophy has not significantly progressed over the past sixty years, having been replaced as a leading philosophical school of thought in what used to be the West by "critical theory" "deconstructionism."

Point of No Return

Book review: An analysis of Anglo-America.  In all cases, emphasis added.

Let us consider the author John Marquand, who concentrated on America’s Anglo-American elites, particularly the “Yankee” New England stock.

Marquand's life and work reflected his ambivalence about American society — and, in particular, the power of its old-line elites. Being rebuffed by fashionable Harvard did not discourage his social aspirations…

…In the late 1930s, Marquand began producing a series of novels on the dilemmas of class. Most centered on New England, and some were at least partially set in Clyde, Massachusetts, a fictional seaside community based strongly on Marquand's Newburyport. The first of these novels, The Late George Apley (1937), a satire of Boston's upper class, won the Pulitzer Prize for the Novel in 1938. Other Marquand novels exploring New England and class themes include Wickford Point (1939), H.M. Pulham, Esquire (1941), and Point of No Return (1949). The last is especially notable for its satirical portrayal of Harvard anthropologist W. Lloyd Warner, whose Yankee City study attempted (and in Marquand's view, dismally failed) to describe and analyze the manners and mores of Newburyport…

…For all of his ambivalence about America's elite, Marquand ultimately succeeded not only in joining it, but in embodying its characteristics. He forgave the upper crust classmates who had snubbed him in college…

Of particular interest is Point of No Return, which I have read:

Raised in the small town of Clyde, Massachusetts, Charles Gray has worked long and hard to become a vice president at the privately owned Stuyvesant Bank in Manhattan. But at the most crucial moment of his career, when his focus should be on reading his boss’s intentions and competing with his chief rival for promotion, Charles finds himself hopelessly distracted by the past.

Years ago, the Gray family was featured in a sociological study of their hometown. Charles, his sister, and their parents were classified as members of the “lower-upper class,” the unspoken strains of their tenuous social status cast in stark black and white. A chance encounter with the author of the study fills Charles’s head with memories—and when a business matter compels him to return to Clyde, it seems as if fate is intent on turning back the clock. As he reflects on the defining moments of his youth, Charles contends with one of the central mysteries of existence: how our lives can feel both predetermined and random at the same time.

Published in 1949, Point of No Return is a brilliant study of character and place heralded by the New York Times as “further proof that its author is one of the most important living American novelists.”

There is a little bit of Sallis’ Law in this 1949 book; as the WASP protagonist and his wife come home from a country club (inhabited by equally insouciant co-ethnics), he says to his wife (who visited a (“Italian”) shoe shop during the day): “I wonder why Italians always like to repair shoes.”  This is of course completely superfluous to the plot, a bit of WASP contempt for White ethnics thrown in. Whether that is reflective of the author, or if the author is trying to tell us something about his book’s characters, I do not know.  But, again, superfluous to the plot, but interesting as a focus on White ethnic immigrants and children of immigrants trying to make a living as small business craftsmen, while Jews were stealing America away from its founding stock.  Later in the book there is another completely superfluous Sallis’ Law comment, this one about “Sicilian peasants” “hiding women.”  It is quite remarkable that all of the crazed sweaty obsessive fetishism about Italians that we observe in today’s “movement” was already present in embryonic form in a popular 1949 novel.  Again I stress how completely superfluous those comments were to the storyline, unless it was the author’s intention to demonstrate how America’s WASP elite considered White ethnics to be like insects to be contemptuously examined and ridiculed. 

One particularly pompous character in the book was disdainful of those in the town who were not of the “good Yankee stock,” as he put it, and was horrified by how the crude behaviors of the White ethnic Morlocks affected those of the Eloi females. This same person also had class prejudices against his own co-ethnics; thus, his refusal to allow his WASP daughter to marry the “lower-class” (but still upper middle class) WASP protagonist of the book was a defining moment in the life of the latter. Remember, at this time, the Jews were conquering America and today, such an individual would smile benignly as his daughter came home with a brutal Negro.  

Further, the pompous character disparaged “stock market money” as being inferior to “inherited wealth.” Now, as the story line overlaps the stock market crash of 1929, apologists in Der Movement would attempt to retroactively justify the pompous fool’s comments (that were made before the crash, when the market was booming) but that isn’t the point, is it?  He wasn’t criticizing “stock market money” because he thought such investments were unsafe, oh no. After all, he also looked down upon upwardly mobile newly rich neighbors who earned their monies by inventions and/or ownership or productive companies.  The problem with “stock market money” was that it was “crass” and “uncouth” and “undignified” as opposed to the stately dignity of inherited wealth.  That’s why the newly rich created by productive hard work were also looked down upon (even when they were his co-ethnics) – they were crude grasping plebeians, not aristocratic patricians like himself.  When the book’s protagonist, the immediate target of this snobbery, justifiably pointed out that every family had to start somewhere, suggesting that at one point the pompous fool’s own family had to start somewhere, had to be at one time upwardly mobile grasping plebes generating the wealth that now bestowed patrician status, those reasonable comments fell on deaf ears. The pompous fool “had his” and all that’s mattered, who cares about the right or wrong of it?   In addition, the protagonist's wealthy WASP boss also has the same disdain for people who have become rich "the wrong way,"  Thus, he complains about his exclusive community being tainted by people uncouthly earning money through advertising or skin cream business - we certainly can't have that!

No doubt “movement” “traditionalists” and Anglomaniac worshippers of America’s WASP Yankee elites will defend and celebrate this aristocratic disdain for grasping upward mobility and “stock market money,” but, alas, groups like the Jews had no such compunctions or prejudices.  No, money was money, and money was power, and if that money and power was produced by the crudest grasping behavior, so be it.  Stock market?  Criminal activity?  Moneylending? Hollywood?  Peddling? Business ownership?  Sweat shops? Nothing was disdained, nothing was rejected.  With the money and the consequent power came the conquest of America (aided by the brainwashing of the goyim aided by such “crude” moneymaking enterprises like the movie industry, and, later, television) and the dispossession of WASPs who looked down on such lowbrow merchants and fast-talking conmen.  It didn’t matter though, and eventually the WASPs were forced to work with the Jews, as their junior partners, in an alliance to suppress the upward mobility of the White ethnics, a remaining threat that could still be constrained as the Jews were not.  The WASPs were not going to make the same mistake twice; they may have had to settle for second place behind the Jews, but they weren’t going to let upstart White ethnics erode WASP power and prestige (whatever was left of it) any further. If that meant alliances – and in some cases even inter-marriage – with Jews, so be it.  Better to salvage something of patrician exclusiveness, regardless of how degenerate, than show second place with Italians whose parents “worked with shoes” or were “needle workers” or whose parents were “raw Slavs” from Chicago’s slaughterhouses. Holding one’s nose to mingle with Jewish Wall Streeters and Hollywood movie moguls was bad enough, but to deal with hard-working craftsmen and first generation middle-class professionals who came from Europe’s South and East?  Impossible!  Even the Northwest European Irish Catholics were held at arm’s length; even the “lace curtain Irish” were looked down upon.  But – Italians and Slavs?  Greeks and Hungarians?  What?  Are you mad?

In summary, the WASPs were narrowly focused on the epiphenomena of their elitism (and attitudes of contemptuous superiority toward White ethnics) without properly focusing on the actual levels of power, which was seized from the WASPs by the Jews. Instead, WASPs thought that keeping Jews out of country clubs accomplished something useful; instead, that behavior did nothing but embitter Jews and make them more dedicated to their program of vengeance. So, the dispossessed WASPs became junior partners to their new masters, the Jews, and together they waged war against White ethnics. Particularly given the Jewish conquest of America and political dispossession of the founding stock (well underway in 1949), this book is not a flattering portrait of America’s “Yankee” WASP elite

In general, the navel-gazing ethnocultural self-absorption of the book is quite remarkable, but that may be the point. The Wikipedia summary of the book asserts that one of the book’s characters – an academic who did a study of the social structure of a New England town (the home town of the book’s WASP protagonist) - was a parody of real-life academic W. Lloyd Warner who performed similar scholarly activities.  And author Marquand also specialized in these sorts of social critiques in his books, so in a sense the book is a self-mockery of the author’s own obsessions. In any case, the ethnic self-absorption is still remarkable.

Read this for additional context.

[Spoiler alert]

The story line itself was a bit dull and certainly anti-climactic. The protagonist Charles Gray experiences some tragedy. His older brother dies in WWI. His feckless, dithering, procrastinating, romantic dreamer of a father loses all of his money in the 1929 stock market crash and commits suicide, which is covered up.  Charles Gray gives away his own savings to his family, pretending that this money was his father's money (as if it was never lost) and now cannot marry his WASP princess girlfriend (with whom he has had a passionate relationship) - her father, the pompous fool described above, being against the relationship (for class reasons) in the first place. Chuck then goes away, gets a good bank job in NYC, becomes successful, marries another WASP, has children, and is in the running for promotion to be VP of the bank (this is the current day "stress" of the story) after returning from WWII (he had volunteered despite being ~ 40 years old and with children).  He now needs to go back to his small home town on business.  Now, here is where the book goes off the rails - you would expect, as some sort of dramatic climax, that he has a "showdown" with his ex-girlfriend.  But, no.  He visits his best friend from his boyhood - an anxious, hyper-grasping, small town mini-success and finds out that this "inferior man" is now engaged to the former WASP princess. You see, she had been pining away for Chuck for years, but now, middle aged and desperate, she has given up and has fallen in with the grasping friend - her pompous father now too old and demented to object. The friend tells Charles that this old girlfriend is anxious to see Charles - she knows he is back in town - but Chuck refuses.  And that's that.  Perhaps that anti-climax is more realistic; I don't know. He then goes back home and is invited, with his wife, to his boss' elegant mansion for "supper."  From the conversation he believes that he is going to be told that he has lost the promotion to a colleague - another anxious grasping type obviously modeled after his boyhood friend - but instead finds out that he has gotten the promotion, which makes him feel "dull and tired" and not what he "dreamed." Apparently, Chuck is dissatisfied with his rat-race life, and perhaps secretly dreams of having made a life with his former WASP princess, but, no, poor Chuck must "make do" with a successful business career, a helpful wife, and two well-adjusted children. Oh, the agony!  The end.

Apparently then, the entire objective of the book was to dissect "Yankee" WASP culture, since there really wasn't much of an interesting story there at all.

Thiriart’s European Empire

Book review - Europe: An Empire of 400 Million.

Some thoughts on this book.  

Note that one of the negatives of the book is its extremely disjointed and disorganized structure; thus, even though my view itself seems disjointed it actually is organized in a more coherent manner than the book it evaluates, a book that could have benefitted for extreme editing.  In any case, let us proceed.

About the author.  (Spain was never “Fascist,” stop the lies).

I’m no fan of “National Bolshevism” (a pseudo-ideology for those afraid to call themselves National Socialists) of the Dugin connection.  But, anyway, let us consider the book.

There is stupidity in the Introduction about “Indo-European heritage” in India.  I for one am tired of hearing about “Aryan” nonsense, re: India and other Asian areas.  It doesn’t matter what ancient ancestral sources were present, what matters for today’s biopolitics is how closely extant populations are related.  South Asians and other such peoples are genetically distant from Europeans and are a distinct race. But then, this is the author of the Introduction. 

Now, the anti-Americanism of Thiriart is understandable from a Yockeyian political perspective, but hostility to the White American people and particularly to the American racialist Far Right is stupid and destructive, and the Introduction indeed promotes such hostility, e.g., footnote #5. And what’s this insanity of advising the USA to integrate with Latin America?  Forget Jacob; I expect nothing there, but was Thiriart crazy or was it just anti-American hatred percolating through? Obviously, I’m no fan of the idea, expressed in the book, of Europe leveraging China or Africa or Latin America against the USA and/or the USSR; I consider that race treason. Madness, madness.

I’ll agree that a “European Party” needs to be composed of cool-headed elites, not reckless hot-heads, and Thiriart makes clear in his book that a real revolutionary cadre (that needs to be carefully recruited during the calm before the storm) needs to absolutely eschew defectives (a point that I have been making for years); this will be a problem for Der Movement because despite all of the lip service the Quota Queens give to this, their “movement” is primarily composed of defective freaks. He also asserts that infiltration of the System is important, as is having some sort of protective force to defend the elite from attack.  

Thiriart had an attitude that was entirely consistent with what I have been saying for years – that you need to decide on an ideology and then move and get to work, instead of endlessly debating issues, the favorite being “Who is White?” (if you cannot even decide who is in your group, then how does your group exist?).  Thiriart had this attitude for many good reasons, one of which is to avoid wasting time in endless ideological debates and to prevent challenges to leadership that are really based on personal ambition to use the pretext of “ideological disagreements.” Thiriart wrote:

In political organisations that are disciplined and destined to action, there is no place for endless debates, for petty bourgeois scruples, for personal moral torment, for aesthetic hesitation. Either one accepts the menu or one does not eat. There is no choice of dishes…In our age, which is lacking everywhere, and that to which the true youth, from which the combatants will emerge, aspire is a clear, simple, monolithic faith.

It is interesting that things that I say and get accused of being an ethnically-interested advocate for was also said by the self-described Nordic Thiriart decades earlier – and not only about this; a large amount of Thiriart’s work (e.g., attacks on Nordicism) was foreseeing Sallisisan ideas.

One gives credit to Thiriart for his strident pan-Europeanism that includes Eastern Europeans (how far this goes seems to change from page to page – Bucharest or Vladivostok?).  He was an integrative “Europe as nation” person, more than I (or even Yockey perhaps), but within this I still see scope for maintenance of particularities and national uniqueness, so this is not any sort of deal-breaker, far from it. Indeed, Thiriart’s “take” here is a refreshing contrast to the petty nationalism espoused by many of today’s ethnonationalist hypocrites (who have no problem living in other people’s nations for the sake of convenience and/or to have access to their women).

Thiriart, who self-identified as a Nordic, is quite adamant in being radically pan-European and critiquing Nordicism, Germanocentrism, and other manifestations of “internal racism” in Europe. The fact that he repeatedly mentions Sicilians in this regard (and Poles, etc.) suggests that he was very much aware of the specific nature of Nordicist sweaty obsessions and also suggests that not much has changed in Der Movement over the last 60 years or so. I do note that he also avers that he would in theory have no problem with Nordic Germanics dominating Europe, but notes that it is not realistic and that Europe needs all Europeans (including those dastardly Afrowops) in the struggles ahead. Very well, but I’d prefer an ideological pan-Europeanism as opposed to what appears to be a utilitarian one (Latins are Slavs are needed, so….).  Although, at one point he seems to imply that Turkey is part of Europe; this is not the case and must never be so, for biological, cultural/civilizational, and historical reasons (never mind that the vast majority of Turkey is in Asia, where it is people belong bioculturally). And then at one point he seems think that the French should have assimilated North African Berbers - in Thirart's words "...of whom it was tolerably easy to make authentic Frenchmen."  Things like that tend to delegitimize Thiriart's pan-Europeanism and anti-Nordicism and gives credence to Nordicist critiques that a more inclusive attitude toward Europe inevitably (sic) leads to acceptance of real aliens, which is not the case.

The Nordic Belgian Jean Thiriart critiqued Nordicism in his Europe an Empire book, including:

...German racists of the extreme right who frown at the mention of Andalusians but swoon before the Arabs...

Racial Proximity Theory, anyone?  Sallis right again – MacDonald and his TOO supporters wrong, Racial Proximity Theory is a historical reality; but then Thiriart himself has to answer for his own (mild) swooning before the Turks and the Berbers.  

Thiriart:

A racism of the North, under the hypocritical mask of a certain 'Europeanism' has already been mortal once for Europe from 39 to 45. It cannot at any cost arise again. Its reactivation would only cause all of Slavic Europe to be thrown to Moscow and would, as a reaction, render all of Mediterranean Europe distrustful.

If I wrote that, the hysteria would be deafening. But thank you to Thiriart for stating common sense. He also stated that mating between different parts of Europe is not "race mixing." Indeed, the Nordic Thiriart was more open to intra-European mixing than I am.  The author believes that all Europeans – Germanics, Latins, and Slavs – have value, a view that contrasts to the typical “movement” Germanocentric view. Thiriart condemned "the anti-Neapolitan racism of certain Englishmen," and mocked "young Germans who think that they are combatants for Europe but tremble at the idea that a Sicilian could marry their sister."

The author promotes a strongly integrated “Unitarian” Europe as Nation scenario that is opposed to federalism (except as a temporary stop-gap on the road to full unity) as he is to petty nationalism. Although I have championed the federalism approach, I have to agree that most of his arguments are sound. The basic problem with s approach is how to preserve ethnic and cultural uniqueness within Europe. The author seems not to care about this and seems to accept a panmixia on both the biological and cultural level in Europe.  I’m essentially conservative on this issue, since a unique bioculture, once lost, cannot really ever be recovered or reconstituted (at least not exactly as it was originally) and I do not want to see any European characteristics forever lost (which would affect EGI at the ethnic-national level as well).  Such a scenario would no doubt provoke a negative reaction from enemies of the pan-European approach.  There needs to be a balance – like Lowell’s Imperium-Dominion duality – that would allow sufficient local control as to preserve important particularities.

A Unitarian Europe can work – and would have the advantages that Thiriart indicated – but it needs to solve the problems of preserving the biological and cultural uniqueness of the various European peoples.  In addition, it is understandable that people want to be led by people in the locality and not be micro-managed from some Imperial capital; some degree of local sovereignty needs to be incorporated in the government structure. More on this below.

As part of this, Thiriart condemned petty nationalism in all of its aspects.  One could only image what he would think of an outlet like Counter-Currents, which proudly defends the concept.

Thus, he rejects the idea of a confederation of nationalist groups or parties working together or one powerful nation serving as a nucleus to build an integrated Europe, as these are inimical to his integrated Europe ideal and would provoke petty nationalist reaction also inimical to his ideal. He also states that the creation of the European nation will be a top-down elite project; one should not depend on the masses for anything – they’ll go along with a fait accompli as long as they believe that their selfish material desires will be met.  He wrote:

The utilisation of ‘existing nationalisms’ to create the European nationalism is a myth cherished by the timid, the backward-looking, or opportunists, who look for an easy clientele.  European nationalism will arise only after having dissolved or crushed the old nationalisms. Within the integrated European Party it will be easier to make a young socialist militant a good European nationalist than to transform a French petty nationalist into a European nationalist…Within this party, no more question of feeling oneself French or Portuguese, other than in one’s origin or language…Every militant, no matter where he comes from or who he might be, participates in all of Europe, and not only in one ‘party’ of this Europe…A European militant will owe fidelity, loyalty and dedication to Europe, and not to his country of origin.

Take that, petty nationalism!  Greg Johnson weeps.

One crucial point of Thiriart’s book is his point, repeated several times, that revolutionary action such as nation-creating is the work of a pre-existing leader and revolutionary cadre who will this new reality into being, typically against the consent of the masses. Thus, revolutionary change is imposed from top-down; it does not percolate up from the masses (and we note how our society’s leftward drift is essentially being imposed from above).  From our perspective, the prescriptive approach of radical pan-Europeanism should not depend on descriptive current realities or “the consent of the people,” nor achieved by “hat-in-hand” negotiation with petty nationalist culture retarders. If Nation Europa is to be it has to be created by an act of revolutionary will that is not dependent on ephemeral “public opinion” of the moment, the short-term electoral needs to petty nationalist political parties, or the huffing and puffing of navel-gazing ethnonationalists who achieve nothing but division.

Thiriart denounces those who mimic the Fascist and National Socialists of yesterday; in a telling comment he writes:

It is remarkable to note that, at all times, the people who are nostalgic have not preserved of the past any of its qualities, they have only conserved its RITES.

That describes Der Movement and rightist “traditionalists” as well as specifically those who “LARP" as Fascists and Nazis – and I believe it clear that Thiriart is condemning the “LARPING” rather than the basic principles of fascism and national socialism that seem to me to underlie his own basic ideology. Thiriart also condemns the decadents who always find an excuse to do nothing – that sounds much like contemporary “movement” hobbyists who can’t even be motivated to exercise the slightest and safest amount of effort to (legally and non-violently) combat what they claim is “White genocide.”  Even writing a blog or a post is too much for them. Thiriart’s ideas mesh with mine with his opposition to “big tent” coalitions that are fragile and that collapse under pressure (see the Alt Right and Alt Lite); he favored smaller homogeneous entities with a fixed ideology and avant-garde leaders with their “valiant” followers. He also, like me, promoted the idea of infiltration of the System (“termites”) rather than the Turner Diaries Der Tag fantasies of Type I “runes and boots” “twigs and branches” morons.

Thiriart distinguishes a society, with its moral codes, and a state, with its laws.  A strong society can be stable in prosperity and exhibit resiliency in crisis and can survive even in the absence of a strong state; in contrast, a weak society requires a strong, often tyrannical state, for survival. Look at the decaying America of today, with a weak society and degenerate morals, dependent upon an anarcho-tyranny repressive system to manage the decline. Further, Thiriart, like the Romanian Legionaries before him, realized that the values and structures of a society are directly related to the quality of men, particularly leadership.  High quality men lead to high quality values and to an effective societal structure.

The strength of a nation state is related to its size. Thiriart points out, quite rightly, that the smaller a nation is the more likely it is to be a satellite.  And that underscores another weakness of the “we can just have (temporary) alliances” paradigm of the petty nationalists. What does a small nation really have to offer in an alliance with a larger, more powerful one, other than being a satellite, a de facto colony, of the larger, stronger power, a nation-sized military base for the “ally?”  What “sovereignty” then?  And if the smaller nation wants to leave the “temporary” alliance and the larger nation refuses, what then?  Bring in a third power for an intra-European war?  Ethnonationalist madness.

Thiriart suggests Europe needs it sown nuclear deterrent (Europe-wide, not only national as with the UK or France) and that even if America was to become a true friend and ally to Europe, a sovereign Europe could not depend on America’s “nuclear umbrella” particularly since America’ is going to be focused on its own issues (like the “insoluble” Black problem) and so would eventually need to leave Europe, voluntarily or not.

The author advocates a “society of solidarity” that avoids the pitfalls of a naïve collectivism and destructive selfishness. Like me, Thiriart values the efficiencies of competition and the free market but without the abuses of capitalism; the proper balance is required.

Some of the quotes from Thiriart (“France did not exist because people spoke French but people speak French because French was decreed”) and others (e.g., Jose Ortega Y Gasset) as well as the overall text echo the Yockeyite idea that it is the nation-state that forges a people, not necessarily the other way around; thus, a European nation-state can help forge a European people, akin to the ideas expressed in this post on Yockeyian Genetics. This of course does not mean – or have to mean – any sort of European panmixia (even though Thiriart was open and accepting to intra-European mixture), but instead bringing Europeans more tightly coalesced together biologically (and culturally) as distinguished from other groups.

Amusingly, Thiriart was very prescient in the idea that the Negro problem is insoluble for America and that this problem was going to lead to the eventual decline of America as a world power, as the nation becomes obsessed with dealing with internal racial conflicts. His idea that Eastern Europe was a weak link in Soviet communism proved correct as well. His timetable for European independence and victory was “off” of course.  He couldn’t realize that as Europe shed Soviet control in the East and became more independent of America in the West it would degenerate into a “woke” dystopia overseeing White genocide race replacement immigration. But even in his time, there were signs of trouble to come. The author notes examples of pro-Black and anti-White attitudes, news reporting, and double standard law enforcement of the Europe of the 1960s, all of which sound remarkably similar to the SJW hysteria of today’s America. This puts into question anti-American narratives of today’s European petty nationalists who avert that SJWism is an American invention that is currently “infecting Europe.” If Thiriart’s description of 1960s (Western) European behavior is correct, one can genuinely wonder precisely who “infected” who with the virus of lunatic progressivism. Related to this, in his section on the "Anti-Elite," Thiriart foresees the emergence of bioleninism, the alliance of the botched and the defective, who in their resentment against their superiors join every leftist entity in order to overthrow the natural order and revenge themselves against a reality that focuses attention on their manifest deficiencies. In Thiriart's day, such rabble existed and were found in the Communist parties of Western nations; today, they make up the refuse of our SJW progressive-Rising Tide of Color alliance.

One of my favorite parts of the book are the quotes at the start of each section, thought-provoking snippets from (typically) well-known figures; the comments are relevant to the subject of each section.  The rampant and over-the-top anti-Americanism of Thiriart can be off-putting to American readers, particularly those who are Far Right racial nationalists who look askance at the somewhat hysterical negative portrayal of (White) Americans that do nothing that divide the Whites of the New World from that of the Old.  But these are, in reflection, relatively minor points. 

All in all, a good book; it is recommended. After reading this, I am rethinking my previous emphasis on a confederated Europe of nations – as long as the non-negotiable baseline of the preservation of the unique European ethnies (and their EGI) is assured, an integrated European Nation is preferable (although, unlike Thiriart, I see this as including the overseas Diaspora). Why should we continue to cater to the petty nationalists, Nordicists, and other Culture Retarders who themselves never compromise and simply “double down” on their nonsense? Thiriart, in the broad sense, details aside, was essentially correct. Thus, I'm moving toward a more explicit pan-Europeanism.

In a properly integrated European Nation, ethnic integrity, ethnocultural uniqueness, and ethnic genetic interests would be carefully managed and preserved, like the precious “natural resources” that they are.  That would allow the benefits of unity while avoiding some of the more fundamental costs.

But, eventually, with all those caveats duly noted, the European Nation should and must be a reality.

Addendum

Note to the hobbyists:

One who does not wish to prepare himself because it would interrupt his pleasure will soon see that very pleasure taken from him on account of which he did not wish to prepare himself. – Thucydides

On leadership:

The leader is one who believes when everybody is still sceptical, the one who sees farter and sooner, who dares when nobody dares. The leader is also a creative genius, he is an initiator, a founder of religions, ideologies, or nations. - Thiriart

On freedom:

There only exists the freedom of the strong. One who wishes to be free must want to be powerful. One who wishes to be free must be capable of arresting other freedoms, for freedom is invasive and has a tendency to encroach on that of weak neighbors...Whether as an individual or as a nation, we know the source of freedom and it is power. If we wish to conserve the former, we must cultivate the latter. They are inseparable. - Thiriart. 

On happiness:

One must teach men - or at least those who claim to lead them - that 'happiness' does not exist, that it is an intellectual construct offered to the simple to dupe them. - Thiriart

The Evolution of Civilizations and Odds and Ends

In der news.

Important: Western Destiny Book Review - Quigley's The Evolution of Civilizations.

Following up on this. The Norwegian case bears further analysis. I know any extremely ethnocentric WNs who of course do not like non-Whites, but none of them advocate persecuting mixed-race children and putting them in mental institutions because of their ancestry, like what the altruistic individualists of Norway did to Norwegian-German hybrids (despite the fact that Germans are relatively ethnically close to Norwegians).

If the Norwegians didn't want those children around, they could have simply deported them all to Germany; it's not like the Germans at that time were in any position to refuse.

But, no. The Norwegians were so enraged by the mothers violating collective social norms by consorting with the Germans that they became filled with malicious hatred toward the innocent children, who they viciously punished.

That does not sound like altruistic individualism to me.

Pierre de Craonsays:

July 27, 2022 at 10:28 am

Whatever “constructive criticism” there has been in this exchange has come from one side only: that of this site’s host. Thanks to Ted Sallis, mutuality has been notable solely by its absence.

Moreover, KM’s characterization of some of Sallis’s remarks as “noncollegial” stretches the true scholar’s gentlemanly decorum—specifically, in sparing no effort to see his critic’s comments, however intemperate, as springing from impartiality and motivated by a quest for truth—to its limits.

Fuck you, asshole. How's that for non-collegiality, you retarded nitwit?

You know, I was going to state my usual boilerplate that my criticism of MacDonald's work is business and not personal (which is of course true). However, after reading the snide comments of the superficial midwit Pierre de Craon my attitude is thus adjusted. The restrained, conciliatory, and friendly attitude manifested in my Riposte to KMacD post is now replaced by a more robust and combative approach.

No Nordicism at TOO of course:

Captainchaossays:

July 27, 2022 at 3:31 pm

Ted Swarthis is a greaseball of Eye-talian descent who has openly stated that he wishes to see racially superior Northern Europeans mongrelized by Southern Europeans. Nordicism needs to be promoted to protect Nordic ethnic genetic interests against such an outcome.

That is of course at outright lie, like everything else Nordicists say. Please point out anything in my work that says that I wish to see "Northern Europeans mongrelized by Southern Europeans."

Who wants to miscegenate who?  Let's see:

• 1. The Feller separation plan, once endorsed by Duke, placed Southern Italians and Greeks with Puerto Ricans in "Minoria."
• 2. McCulloch's original separation plan had Southern Europeans together with various forms of non-Whites.
• 3. Who collaborated with the Jews to racially integrate White ethnic neighborhoods and their schools, and who has been enabling illegal Afro-Asiatic immigration into Italy?
• 4. Who lives in other people's nations as "expats" - mating with native women?

The Nordicist cries out in pain as he strikes you.

I present facts; they can only reply with childish insults. All of their claims of superiority are compensation for the fact that they are mere pale shadows of their ancestors.

Just like what happened to the Meds after the Fall of Rome, the Nords are now well into their dysgenic phase. It is unfortunate since I agree with Thiriart that we need all Europeans, but now we are all degenerate, you and we together.

I have just begun the struggle against MacDonald. The old carefree and friendly Sallis is over.

...an argument in Sallis’s writing…

Have you noticed that certain retired American professors do not know the proper convention for using apostrophes in English language writing?

I suppose that the Herrenvolk write as they damn please. Rules and conventions are for lesser beings!

I oppose mass vaccination with the dangerous mRNA genetic slurry...

Challenge to Jeelvy - without doing any further research, based only on the information and knowledge you had when you wrote that, please explain to us what you think it is how those vaccines work.

Counter-Currents’ pet antivaxx lunatic Stronza:

Standard issue vaccines are also bad for everyone, all of the time. There has been an anti-vaccine crusade for over 100 years. I find it tragic that people who won’t take the corona 19 mRNA shot still make sure their little darlings get their 72 doses by the time they’ve finished school. Yes, you read that right. There are several good books explaining why inoculations are bad news.

If Der Movement wins, it'll be worse than it is now. They'll set up their Bring Out Your Dead ethnostate at a 14th century level of technology, which will last as long as the Chinese want to keep it around as a zoological exhibit to illustrate how stupid and primitive Whites are. Der Movement is worse than the System, since with then System there is still hope that real racial nationalists can win and build a better society.  With Der Movement, racial nationalism will be co-opted to build the Bring Out Your Dead hobbit hole state of no hope and no future.

Gaston from Gab writes:

The criticism of MacDonald can boils down to three points imo:

1) As it has been already pointed out, it doesn't make absolutely no sense his definition of "individualism" as basically "social conformism and cohesion based on individual merits instead of family kinship", since the latter is just, well, social conformism and cohesion based on individual merits.

2) Has he shown any good evidence that his form of "individualism" evolved in hunter gatherers from the far north? Speaking logically, it makes more sense that hunter gatherers would evolve to favour social cohesion based on familiar kinship (under the hypothesis that this behaviour has some genetic basis), since their "societies" basically revolved around extended families, whereas it makes logical sense that social cohesion based on individual merits would have been selected for in settled, agriculturalist groups since for them in order to work they need much larger societal structures that vastly exceed the boundaries of one's family/clan, so people resorting to the family kinship would not be able to mantain an agriculturalist society. I do not claim that I have exhausted all the possibilities but in my opinion the hunter-gatherer hypothesis would favour the other kind of social conformism and cohesion MacDonald has in mind

3) As it has already been pointed out, the family structures in south and east Europe aren't as strong as implied by MacDonald but are actually "egalitarian", and I might add that also the "familiar amoralism" in south Italy (since he takes it as an example) is very limitedly concerned with actual family members but has more to do with "family" intended as one's personal circle, and such circles often work in the same manner he depicts nordic egalitarianism to work, that is social cohesion and conformism based on individual merits- which is basically how every informal spontaneous group functions

I agree.

More Gaston:

I think the first point can be expanded: MacDonald doesn't define precisely what he means by "egalitarianism" and "collectivism", so his theory comes out muddled up, but my impression is that by equating partially "egalitarianism" with "individualism" while speaking of hunter gatherers MacDonald means that this egalitarianism is born out of the desire not to be dominated, so out of an individualistic attitude, and one can conceptually make sense of the idea of individualists acting collectivistic in a manner that doesn't clash with their individualism, that is when each member by his own will agrees to be bound by the group or a pact, but with each of these two concepts social conformism runs counter any individualistic attitude, since social conformism entails to be dominated by social conventions (up to a point) and enforces cohesion out of external sanctions (counting social anxiety as an external sanction as well) rather than out of "internal" free choice.

Furthermore, hunter gatherer groups are typically based on kinship, I can't grasp how MacDonald inferred that hunter gatherers in the north evolved to ground their societal ties in individual merits instead of kinship, and indeed I propose another view: hunter gatherer "societies" are often egalitarian but settled hunter gatherer groups tend to display less egalitarian social structures, so it simply seems that higher population density(as it happens in settled communities) leads to more complex social structures so a kinship based mechanism for social ties can't work and a more "impersonal" one is required, and I think that both social conformism and what we can call "hierarchical respect" (that sort of social cohesion based on individual merits MacDonald talks about) as societal mechanisms

to ensure that larger groups do not dismember into smaller ones (let's say that smaller groups are self-standing instead of being sub-units of a larger one when they do not cooperate to pursue common goals).

Hierarchical respect is more compatible with hunter gatherer's egalitarianism and individualism than social conformism, which runs counter to it, and it may well be that such a tendency is tied to higher frequency of (more recent) hunter gatherer genes, at least it makes conceptually sense, and it can be that other human groups/races evolved during the neolithic stressing more one mechanism instead of the other (east asians stressing social conformity for example), though it's clear that both are contemporaneously present in all human populations, though in different proportions, but MacDonald's failed to show how southern and eastern Europeans are more social conformist rather than "aristocratic egalitarian" than north Europeans (indeed the "aristocratic egalitarianism" MacDonald puts as central to Western civilization originated in SE Europe, Greece specifically, at least as a civilizational paradigm, so to speak)

Laugh at this.  Yes, the small area of Northern Europe that is centered upon Central Europe, extends down to Naples, and excludes most of Scandinavia.

Clowns.

anonymsays:

July 28, 2022 at 6:41 am

Sounds like simple envy. Accusing germanic and scandinavian people of being nordicists is laughable. What else should we be? His hysteria about disrespect for southern Europeans is imagined (even though there would be a lot of reason for it, considering how the European Union is more or less is a wealth transfer organization, redistributing money from Germany and Scandinavia to Italy, Spain and Greece.)

Yes, to the extent that Europe's south really gets wealth transfer from the north, that's not good and taking handouts results in contempt towards you (but see this from Catiline; see this from Gaston - note Italy). But the issue is complex. I am hearing Balkanoids complain that their countries are not only being deindustrialized, but the agricultural base is also being strip-mined, because "EU rules" (i.e., German-French dictates) tell the Balkanoids that they cannot produce X,Y, and Z and must instead import the items from Western Europe. So, if you wreck people's economies, then don't complain when they have no money. How the hell are the Balkanoids going to pay for the imports, much less fund their own social infrastructure, if they are not allowed to produce and sell anything?

In truth, the EU is a genetic interests and territory transfer organization, redistributing the EGI and carrying capacity of Europe to Afro-Asiatic invaders, and if we agree with MacDonald's thesis - and I assume this scum "anonym" does - then Nordics are to blame for it.

Which is it? Have Nordics wrecked the West with their pathological altruism OR is MacDonald wrong? You can't have it both ways, Herrenvolk.

And don't be hysterical about disrespect, you runty penned up chicken Morlocks, you low IQ North African Negroid Moops! Now run along and watch True Romance (mentioned by Der Movement every five minutes) and get over your insane paranoid hysteria, you Eye-talian greaseballs of Pure Black ancestry.

Laugh hysterically at this exchange (emphasis added):

Alfredsays:

July 27, 2022 at 7:36 pm

“highly individualistic but also as highly conformist—what I regard as a paradox in need of explanation”

If we consider an “individualist” to be a rambunctious type unafraid to speak his mind, it’s a paradox. But if by “individualist” you mean someone who is not very attached to his family, never calls his mom, it’s not a paradox. There’s no reason to suppose that this kind of person would be a meek, let’s not the rock the boat type of person. The only paradox is between “individualist” and “collective.”

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Kevin MacDonald

Kevin MacDonaldsays:

July 28, 2022 at 7:25 am

Exactly.

So the TOO definition of "individualism" - which MacDonald supports with "Exactly" - is "someone who is not very attached to his family, never calls his mom."  

At this point, I am seriously entertaining the idea that the Mossad kidnapped the real Kevin MacDonald and replaced him with a surgically-modified "double" whose purpose is to delegitimize MacDonald's legacy so as to discredit his work about the Jews. How is it possible that the same person who wrote The Trilogy now agrees that an "individualist" is defined as someone who never calls their mother? Am I the only one who thinks that is absolutely ludicrous?

More MacDonald silliness I forgot to correct in my main riposte:

...the settlement patterns of the three groups that populated pre-historic Western Europe—the Scandinavian hunter-gatherers, the Indo-Europeans (mainly north-central Europe and northern Italy), and the Early Farmers from Anatolia (mainly in the southern part of Western Europe).

Err...the "Scandinavian hunter-gatherers" were a mix of WHG and EHG; hunter-gatherers were not unique to Scandinavia. Indo-Europeans were not unique (I don't know how to interpret "mainly) in the areas designated, and Neolithic farmer ancestry is found throughout all of Europe and is very high in the southern part of Eastern Europe as well, certainly not just Southwestern Europe. Further, Europeans are a mix of these three groups to different extents (granted, some may have very little of one, but still...), it is not like we have three completely distinct racial populations in Europe going back thousands of years. If ignorance is bliss, then the TOO crowd must be a bunch of very happy campers indeed.

And so the curtain falls on The Occidental Observer, the music fades away, and the saddened audience shuffles away to call their mothers on the phone, thus revealing themselves as diehard collectivists.

Ted Swarthis an Eye-talian greaseball? No, no, a thousand times, no! I am actually a seven foot tall ultra-Nordic Swede, who makes Dolph Lundgren look like Danny DeVito by comparison. Now, excuse me, I have to cater to the group of Nigerian migrants I am hosting in my Stockholm apartment - they need to be well fed before I ship them off to Italy. And, no, I am not going to call my mother on the phone. I am, after all, an individualist.

More than anything else, HBD Nordicism is actually bad for Nordics; see this comment. HBD has been a curse on pro-White activism for decades; when is this HBD pseudoscientific nightmare going to end?

For a Positive Critique Redux

Brief book review.

See this.

I recommend the book For a Positive Critique, by author and nationalist martyr Dominique Venner (1935-2013). Since this is a very short book (50 pages), this will not be a very long and comprehensive review, but I will simply highlight a few important points to whet your appetite to read the entire work yourself. Another reason for not writing an extensive review is that I have already reviewed this book; see here. Why am I writing a second review of a very short work?  Well, I re-read it, and felt that it is of such importance that bringing it to the attention of this blog's readers, once again, is important. In addition, in the four years since I read it last, I may have developed some slightly different perspectives about the book's topics and for that reason may emphasize some parts of the book here more or less compared to what I did in the past. So, thus explaining why a second review of the same book is appropriate, let's get to task.

After reading Venner discussing (unprincipled) opportunists in activism (prescient about today’s Quota Queens) and then criticizing delusional “Mythomania” we find on page five criticism of “counterproductive violence and terrorism” that is the “best way to alienate the general population” (never mind being easy prey to System infiltrators, informants, and agent provocateurs). That is especially relevant in this today of random ‘acting out” killing sprees by unbalanced “activists” as well as the Type I “twigs and branches” crowd and their tropism to Turner Diaries scenarios and tramping through the woods with their rifles (or muskets). On page 15, we see the beginning of a discussion of the importance of a revolutionary doctrine, to which I would add the obvious caveat that it needs to be a sane doctrine and not typical Der Movement retardation.

On page 27, we see discussion of “A Young Europe” that stresses that:

Unity is indispensable to the future of European Nations.

And he includes Eastern Europe in this formulation; as this was written during the Cold War, he envisions those nations first being free of Soviet domination. This is a grand pan-European vision. But he avers that this unity is not to be dominance of any one nation, not due to economics, nor any sort of “standardization or cosmopolitanism” – he does not promote a mindless panmixia. But he realizes that an isolated and divided Europe is doomed to defeat, but they will be an “unstoppable force” if united. The first step in this process, he suggests, will be a political one, forming “a single collective state in an evolutionary form.” On page 30, we read the following Yockeyian comment to conclude this section:

Thus a young Europe, founded on the same civilization, the same space, and the same destiny, will serve as the active center of the West and of the world order. The youth of Europe will have new cathedrals to construct and a new empire to build.

It is obvious what he proposes here is NOT the current anti-nationalist, economic-based, anti-European, and German (and French)-dominated “European Union.”

On page 36, in the section “Bluffing and Effectiveness” he critiques those “notables” (involved in the fight for a French Algeria) who despite “these colossal means at their disposal” “did nothing.”  While today’s Quota Queen notables may not have “colossal means” at their disposal, they have achieved virtually nothing with millions of dollars of support and decades of having loyal followers. On page 39, in “Zero plus Zero,” Venner looks forward to today’s “movement” catastrophe, stating:

Zero plus zero also equals zero.

As he decries the “cranks” and other defectives who impede progress, and who must be “pitilessly pushed aside.”  So much for the “big tent.” On page 47, he critiques “Theatrical Revolutionaries” with their bombastic speech and “the promise of Apocalypse” – essentially akin to Type I Nutzis always stated that “the collapse” is “five years away” (that they’ve been saying since the 1960s) and that we need to “head for the hills” with our muskets to eat twigs and branches while enacting Turner Diaries scenarios.  After a discussion of page 48 on establishing “bases” – “systemic and patient penetration” of the System – he concludes on pages 49-50 to oppose individual people trying to do everything and instead promotes a division of labor and thus specialization of tasks to those best suited but then suggests we need a highly centralized command – which may not be feasible today with the current need, or at least reality, of a more decentralized structure.

But, perhaps, in the end, a more centralized command will indeed be required, at least in a relative sense.  Of course, to have that, we need competent commanders, of which today there are none.

In summary of the book as a whole we see Venner proposing a professional revolutionary cadre, with a sound and realistic revolutionary doctrine, with pan-European cooperation, recognition of Western solidarity to be extended to and include Eastern Europe, eschewing defectives and theatrical revolutionaries, avoiding grifters, infiltrating the System to impede its function, and building “bases” throughout society to control key points – these are all sound points.  Also sound is the call for a meme of a Young Europe and to stop mythologizing the past, including a past of outdated and/or failed nationalist approaches.

Is the “movement” listening?

True West Book Review

Fiction.

See here.

I’m skeptical of racialist-rightist fiction, having suffered through Pierce’s two books and those of other authors, although Ward Kendall’s Hold Back This Day wasn’t that bad at all. I’m also no fan of the zombie genre in popular culture, although I have linked it to (most White) American anxieties over national degeneration, mass immigration, mindless colored hordes, etc., so a book that more explicitly taps into that anxiety – racialist zombie fiction – would seem appropriate in this day and age.  But then:

…based on the teachings of Julius Evola, Ernst Jünger, Carl Schmitt, and others — and devout religious inspiration, all from a right-wing, ethnic and traditionalist perspective.

Traditionalism!  Ted Sallis weeps. 

Let’s get to it.

So, A White PhD surnamed “Darwin” (I kid you not) is living in New York City during a period in which a cell phone-induced mass retardation event (no, not an Alt Right conference or rally) is occurring:

THE ‘GREAT DUMBING,’ as we call it, happened in the late 2020s. This name refers to a relatively sudden drop of intelligence among a great number of our population. Almost overnight, many people became nearly completely inarticulate. If the retards (I refer to them by the terms, ‘idiots,’ ‘retards,’ ‘zombies,’ ‘morons,’ ‘sub-humans,’ ‘voids,’ ‘brain-wipes,’ and other derogatory terms)…

I don’t know – that sounds as much about the anti-vaxx Gab/FOX News Right as is does the SJW Left. 

According to the book, “cell phones” are a major culprit.

This being a “movement” book, the “dumbing” is linked to race. Also being a “movement” book, the HBD-IQ fetish is on full display. So, low IQ Blacks were very susceptible to “the dumbing,” but given their low level of cognitive ability to start with, would it be so easy to tell? – or to put another way, is it a Black retard, how can one tell the difference? – but, interestingly, those “high, high, high IQ Asians” were also significantly affected:

One surprising fact is that Asians were hit at a level nearly as high as that of Blacks. Research uncovered two explanations. First, the Asian community tended to be young. The population largely consisted of first generation immigrants and their families. As such, there was not a full cohort of the elder, immune, generation. Secondly, Asians are genetically predisposed to social phobias. As a result, we found, despite their high IQs, especially in immigrant communities, their level of screen time exceeded that of other communities. Thus, their relatively small, high IQ community had surprisingly high levels of dumbing.

Richard Lynn weeps.

Basically, the “dumbing” is mockery of current societal behavior, particularly among the young, among Coloreds, and among pop culture.

From an early age, I felt pressure to make more of myself. ‘Perfect mind and perfect body’ was a slogan that a Christian had imparted to me in my teens. 

That’s the Ancient Greeks who preached that, not Christians, who have always been despisers of the body and of fundamental human nature.

Already warring on myself, I adopted that slogan. As an undergraduate it took the form of leading an environmental group bent on eco-revolution. 

To the hobbit hole!  Beware the gay Alt Righter hiding in there, though.

Then, characteristically, I dropped out of college to protest my nation’s endless wars.

Huh?  What’s the connection between college and war?  ROTC?

And though my housemate Denise was very friendly, living with a Puerto Rican high school dropout was also a source of disappointment to me.

Living with a female Puerto Rican?  Huh?  I have the feeling that I’m going to be using the exclamation “Huh?” frequently in this book review.

Vinnie Corleone was taller than me. I don’t note that out of inferiority, I note it because, at 5’11”, people taller than me are tall. Slightly hunched over, he talked like a Brooklyn gangster and it looked like his nose had been broken a few times.

We see here the typical (and bizarre) "movement" obsession with male height. It is amusing that the narrator assures us he is not a manlet; after all, being tall makes one an effective leader, just look at Greg Johnson and Richard Spencer. No, wait…

In addition, I suppose that a comical stereotype of a New York Italian is par for the course for the “movement.” Vinnie Corleone – wasn’t that the name of the Andy Garcia character in The Godfather Part III, before he became “legitimized” (Mancini to Corleone)?  Mama Mia!

At least he was honest enough to have the Italian being sympathetic to conservative politics, which New York Italians definitely are (as George Wallace famously said about that group – “they talk like me but with a New York accent”).

…their very bodies themselves disgusted me. Many female Ph.D. students had tattoos on their lower backs meant to draw attention to their asses. Really? I found this disgusting. I thought this whole trend was disgusting. Hating so much, my clearing work would always contain an element of rage.

In the context of a chapter entitled Cleansing did the author mean “cleaning work” instead of “clearing work?”  Also, I agree, re: tattoos, which I dislike.  But probably the most disgusting thing about many extant bodies would be overweight/obesity.

When he opened the door, I saw a beetle scamper into the dark room behind him. He had a thick moustache and tattoos all the way up his neck and a small one on his eye.

The beetle?  I didn’t know they had moustaches and tattoos.  Seriously though, this book could have used more serious editing.

I am a massive son of a bitch.

Welcome to Der Movement.

The brain-wiped were so stupid that they were sub-human. They used single words, but did not think.

Hmm…that sounds like the typical Gab user/FOX News watcher, “movement” "activist.”

And, most beautifully, I started to see women with strollers pushing the cutest infants around. When I saw them, my heart melted. Babies are cute.

As you can observe, this book isn’t exactly at the level of Moby Dick or The Brothers Karamazov.

His sitting on the straight back wooden chair across from me, while I reclined on the brown fake leather couch, made him much taller.

Der Movement’s bizarre obsession with male physical height continues. I’m reminded of that old Monty Python sketch about archaeology.

For a population to sustain itself, each couple must have 2.1 children. The 2 children to replace the two adults making them. And the .1 takes up the slack for those who do not have children.

The bit about the 0.1 is wrong.

Is checking facts on the Internet so hard for authors?

There are many reasons for disparity in Black and White achievement. Father absenteeism is the single greatest cause of disparity. A culture that encourages criminality doesn’t help. My book explains all of that, without recourse to race.”

Huh?

Suddenly, the retards started having sex on the streets. Men, mostly Black, just started pulling out their penises and started masturbating in public.

How does this differ from typical Negro behavior observed today?  Or is that the point; the book ridicules current mores by associating them with a “dumbing” down to retardation?

Ever the rhetoricians, the Left invented new terminology to make reality conform to their twisted narratives. The acronym LGBTQ stood for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender and Queer.

Sounds like certain factions of the Alt Right.

I am not against interracial marriage, you liar…

Why not?

The rise of even sporadic violence had a huge impact. It no longer became safe to ride the subway.

When was it ever?

We set up a training program under the direction of two former military men, Ernie Junger and Carl Schmitt.

Oh, please.  Why not Jules Evola and Frankie Yockey?

But our White volunteers got more of a pump clearing the Black zombies out than they got from clearing White and Asian zombies. And it wasn’t just that they were a greater physical challenge, they could feel that they were taking back the alpha male position in society. After a night battling them, you had the smell of sweat and testosterone pervading you. Women smelled your masculinity. Everyone knew Black people turning reflected lower IQ and so their prestige dropped. As it became clear that the largely White men who fought the monsters could protect women from violence, they became more attractive.

Further comment on that passage would be superfluous.

Vinnie had money, but his demeanor, his very voice, reflected the sensibilities of old Italian Brooklyn. This sort had no problem putting someone in the river. I mean, as far as I knew, they didn’t do that sort of thing anymore. But the mafia stereotypes, like all stereotypes, had grounding in something.

But, of course. Vinnie Corleone speaks:

Vinnie came in loud and clear, “That’s no goot. How abouts we whack ‘em? One bullet to the back of the head?”… “Goot. It’s decided. We whack ‘em,” Vinnie said, abruptly ending the debate.

Sigh.

Sex, which starts life, is not so much ‘making love’ as a thrusting and jabbing, an act of violence, complete with moans and a mini death at the end. And then the baby violently rips the mother apart as it exits.

Wipe that sweat off your forehead and calm down.

But many racists took special pride in killing Black zombies. John John loved it too much.

He rayciss!

People offered to show me videos wherein he used Black heads for bad ventriloquist acts.

Huh?

The ideological descendants of the children of those who had fought Hitler had gone completely inane and insane. Whereas that generation’s parents had fought evil…

Hitler was evil?

At the same time, as mayor I started to speak about race realism.

HBD!  Race realism!  Cue American Renaissance..

Everyone — Blacks included — knew that the Blacks had turned in greater numbers. Denial, I argued, made an unhealthy platform upon which to build a culture. Herein, my work with Cultural Nationalism helped. I respected our Black citizens. Many were conservative. Many had been in the military. Many had voted for me. We can all do better as all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.

The “glory of God?”  I’m trying not to laugh as I read this.

And while minorities’ economic and educational achievements did not come to equal that of Whites or Asians, it improved greatly.

Asians are not minorities?  Cue Derbyshire’s heavy breathing.

Introverts, like myself, often champion counter-intuitive and unpopular ideas because we like the isolation they bring.

That is, in my opinion, backwards.  How about this instead – introverts, being more introspective and thought-oriented, are more capable of having insights about reality, and since they are less concerned than are extroverts in pleasing others, introverts are more willing to champion unpopular ideas. Social isolation may occur because other people are upset at those ideas, and introverts are willing to accept that isolation (they are introverts after all), but it is a stretch to say they champion unpopular ideas precisely because they want to be isolated. I don’t buy it.  Maybe some people are like that, but I do not believe it is a general principle of introversion.

When I first saw Mary, I lost my breath. Mary wasn’t conventionally beautiful, but she had a plain wholesome Oregonian beauty. Hers, that is, was a real face. It had been in the sun. It had been in the rain. She wore no make-up. But her blue eyes looked at me as if she had been expecting me all her life, as if she had known me forever. And I’ll never forget the dimples highlighted some vertical creases down the side of her face as her smile revealed a straight line of teeth.

Well, at least she wasn’t cross-eyed, like the West Virginia waitresses I encountered when I visited The Great Man.

Pastor Tate came out from a side door…He stood about six foot in height.

Not a manlet and therefore acceptable.

“Because today is a special, special day. We have a new community member today, Dr. Paul Darwin.” Apparently, the real estate agent had taken note and spread the word about my title. “Not a total stranger, ole’ Andy Lytle was his great-uncle on his mother’s side. All Lytles, raise your hand.”

Cue the dueling banjos music.

Jesus died for your sins. He didn’t avoid death. He died in blood and pain.

Cue Andrew Torba getting excited.  Jesus is king!

He smiled broadly. “Heck, you looked jumpier than a flea in a snuff box out there.”

Or jumpier than a White male HBDer at an Asian dominatrix convention.

Standing, I could see her shape. She had a full figure.

In other words, she was a White woman, and not a typical adult Asian female with the body of a pre-pubescent boy.

As we ate the fish, I swore that I could feel the fish, still alive in me.

Intestinal parasites?  Did they cook that fish sufficiently?

We hugged as she entered. She smelled like an old shirt you’d long become accustomed to. I loved it.

Apparently, romance is a bit different in Oregon.

For the first time, I noticed her eyes had a hint of green in them.

Uh huh.  Earlier we read:

…she beamed, with eyes that melded light blue and green.

So much for consistency.

The next shocker, if this weren’t a gag newspaper, was that not only had the zombie territories been renamed ‘The United States of America,’ but Barrack Hussein Obama had become their President! Vinnie had mentioned the United States and its citizens and I hadn’t fully digested it. I scanned the newspaper to see what we, the people north of the United States, were calling ourselves. It just said ‘the Northern Territories.’ That didn’t sound like a government name to me. It just sounded like a geographic designation. From what I could gather, the Chinese government under President Xi had tremendous influence in the US of A. The article said Xi had been in the US for most of the last two months, raising questions of who held the power of the throne.

That sounds not much different from our current reality. In any case, the situation outlined in the book seems to be getting more and more agreeable to the HBDers. Xi in charge?  A paradise!

Searching for further clues as to our predicament, I flipped over to the entertainment section of the paper. Oh my Lord! The movie Paul Darwin: Monster Slayer 3 was in theaters! Apparently, if the name weren’t just some unbelievably fantastic coincidence, while I was missing, a film studio had started a film series wherein I fought monsters. That would explain some of my fame. ‘Another smash!’ wrote one critic. ‘A movie for our times,’ hailed another. ‘This may be the best installment yet,’ raved a third.

Everyone knew the guy who played me, Earl Turner.

Earl Turner? Oh, for godssakes, William Pierce is spinning in the grave.

“Indeed. I also know that the US is bringing in people from the Middle East and doing drills with zombies. One guy, a Mark Bollett, thinks they’re planning an attack and we need to be ready.”

Obama-Xi-zombies about to attack the “Northern Territories.”  Uber-WASP Paul Darwin and grunting Neanderthal Eyetalian Vinnie Corleone to the rescue!

The Chinese are getting the zombies in fighting form and then:

“And all was fine,” Vinnie continued, “but then Obama started goin’ double hard on the social justice rhetoric, tellin’ the Mexicans about how we Whites in the Northern Territory had taken all their land and he even said we enslaved them, enslaved them for hundreds of years!”

Do you remember Ernie Junger and Carl Schmitt?

Sure!  They’re hanging’ out with Jules Evola and Frankie Yockey.

But we’re going to put forward a motion that the republics unite and that you become our first national leader.” “Me a Founding Father?” “A regular poppa! If we can get their agreement.” He smiled…

Sigh…

In widely publicized research, Dr. Ted Dutton established a causative relationship between higher IQs and the ability to resist cell phone use.

Ted?  Anyway, did he wear a fez and sing songs while doing all of that?

Individuals’ characteristics often reflect the assumptions of the society they inhabit.

Indeed.  And not only societies, but movements as well.

The next chapter: Mr. Richard Duchesne: The Eastern White Territories.

What’s next?  Gig Johnson?  Dickie Spinster?  The mind boggles.  In any case, the following chapters outline the characteristics of various ethnoracial-cultural American territories that evolved out of the “dumbing” chaos.

To re-engage with my Western heroes.

That was an incomplete sentence.

…the famous scientist Dr. Ted Dutton, also sat at the table. He holds PhDs in neuropsychology, epidemiology, and molecular genetics. I think Nietzsche would have found him interesting.

The real Ed Dutton has a degree in “theology” and I believe that Nietzsche would have laughed at him.

I suddenly understood our fight as one between the West and the other civilizations; a cosmic battle between the striving West and Asian conformity.

Derbyshire weeps.

We were born to vindicate God’s exaltation of the nonmaterial realm…

Nonsense.

…and then muttered in deep contemplation, “Lord, please Lord, allow me to know, how might I take my people to where they must go, to realize their…” And, right there and then, the Lord answered my prayer. “HITLER! Yes!” I yelled. All my life I had been told how horrible Hitler was, the very mention of his name made people recoil. He worked black magic on his populace. But I needed to work such magic on mine. Jesus’ answer was clear, I was to follow Hitler’s example!

Praise Jesus!  Heil Hitler!

We needed such power. We needed Hitler’s pomp, his sense of spectacle. And yes, above all his willingness to feel evil, channel hatred and act violently. In Jesus’ name, the West needed to become whole and realign with its sense of superiority and righteous wrath.

We are entering self-parody time here.

Whereas we wish to practice our Christian faith without guilt…

No.

…each person must become crucified, nailed to his own cross and nailed to the cross of Western civilization if we are to thrive…

Huh?

A zombie is about to chew through her cheek. What do you do?

Bring them a knife and fork?

Will you kill for Christ?

Very Christian, that.

The Jewish-looking fellow spoke up, “I am an atheist and an American and I find it offensive that you would assume the religion of everyone in here and impose your religion on them.”

I agree with this “Jewish-looking fellow.”

The West’s heritage is firmly Christian. If you hate Christianity, you hate the West.

A double lie.

I felt powerful. I enjoyed having people thrown out of meetings.

He can start with himself.

As the battle will be fought by men, these young men must bond.

Certain factions of the Alt Right may interpret men “bonding” in a manner not meant by the author.

To a scantily clad woman:

“If you didn’t already know that your body would distract men from their duty, their moral focus on developing souls, you wouldn’t be revealing so much of it. You know your body is not just yours, but affects others. To plead otherwise is a lie!”

Behold the female!  I agree with that passage, which reveals a sound understanding of female behavior. Similarly, from a female character:

And I discovered that I have a tendency to resent men.

Again, right on target.  More, from the same character:

“I don’t get the segregationists. Why are those people so fearful of non- Whites? I’m not sure I want to administer a curriculum that has to conform to the ideas of people like that.” 

Behold the female, indeed!

…Western civilization is the only conscious civilization. I mean, think of what the world would be like without us. No electricity, people barely knowing the world is round.

True.

Stupid brutal religions and constant warfare in their names.

Does that include Christianity?

The eight main new laws of Darwin’s regime:

1. Building Churches

2. He Who Does Not Work Shall Not Eat

3. The Death Penalty

4. Family Law

5. Media Policy

6. The Wages of Sin and Enforcement

7. Disbanding the Military

8. The Ministry of Culture

Number one I oppose unalterably – churches should be destroyed or turned into museums. No big problems with two through six. Number seven is crazy in the context of foreign threats like China.  Number eight is fine dependent upon what you mean like “culture.”

And how do you like this oxymoron sentence, followed by more stupidity:

We need a masculine, macho, muscular ‘ready for war’ Christianity ethos.

As I had come to understand mine as a holy mission, I had gotten into the habit of praying when I had trouble. So, when I got home, tired as I was, I got down on my knees and pleaded, “Oh Lord, please be my guide. Please give me another inspiration. Please tell me what I must do.”

What utter tripe.

“You are not Muslim or Chinese or African, let alone ‘individual.’ No, you belong to an ancient civilization, that of the Christian West.”

Christianity, a Magian religion, started in the Middle East.

From the hospital, I called Carl and ordered him to round up local RSA members and a horse ready for me in Portland. “A horse?” he checked. “Yes. From Genghis to Cortez to Napoleon horses have signified power and an attempt to conquer…

We know that we are in the presence of “movement” “traditionalism” here – Christinsanity (no, that’s not a spelling mistake), and folks riding horses; all we need now is Greg Johnson snug in his hobbit hole, reading Guenon and Savitri Devi.

My ancestors enslaved far better men than you. You look not upon a man, but an ancient line of noble rulers, beasts of prey, you will break like twigs between my fingers. You wish to shame me with Hitler chants? With pride, I will torture you for pleasure, via the cracking of your bones, I will wring weakness out of our population, that we might again drink in bloodlust. The Valkyries will feast upon your insults of equality and human rights. You will pray for your death and find no easy release. I will gain eternal notoriety based on the slow crushing of your already forgotten nameless body.

Sounds a bit like Spencer screaming about “octoroons.”

For true holy war, I not only had to ask, ‘What would Jesus have me do?’ But the very brutal and honest question, ‘What would Hitler do?’ Needing to find a midpoint between Hitler and Jesus, I got off my horse. I needed to find my footing in this raging river of violent lust. I thought of Achilles, Caesar, Charles the Hammer, Patton. I knelt in the leaves and pressed my hands together, metal upon flesh, in supplication before the Lord. Mouthing my silent prayer, I begged, ‘Our civilization has become too domesticated. What can make it feral again, without making us unworthy of you?’

Hasn’t your Christianity contributed to the domestication of your civilization?

I am letting you know that we will be building a national system of coliseums in our Academies and reviving the ancient Roman tradition of gladiator battles.

Very Christian, that. Talk about jumping the shark, I think we’ve jumped Moby Dick here.  And no “spin” from the author, spouted through the mouth of the main character, can alter the un-Christian nature of this situation.

Not needing, but wanting more backing, I said, “Vinnie, you’re of Italian heritage.” “Yeah, whataboutit?” he winced.

I decided you’re non-White!  Off to the zombie lands with you, moopish wop!

“You’re tough. I know you. You’re connected in New York. You’re not totally ignorant of violence.”

“I plead the fifth!” Vinnie said with a big smile.

Haw, haw. I am skeptical that the author of this book either (a) ever visited New York City, or (b) ever met an Italian-American.

Between the sixty-four exterior columns we placed fifty-six statues of Western icons. Historically, they spanned from Pythagoras to Nietzsche…

Nietzsche no doubt would be thrilled with Christian underpinnings of this “state.”

If we had bullfights, the bulls could not scale these walls.

Cue the Matador.

The participants, when not fighting, wore Roman legion skirts and breastplates, with copies of Constantine’s red cross on them.

Christian fanaticism ended the gladiatorial games, by the way.

Christian Romulus and Remus banners…

They were Christians after all.  Romulus killed Remus for jumping over a crucifix.

And so I am pleased to bring to you, here and watching across the nation, the first live fight to the death many of you will have ever seen, Janet DeMott versus Judah Spielberg…

OK, I’d pay to see that.

Vinnie had the greatest look of joy on his face. In his time, in Brooklyn, he had participated in things that, as they say, ‘you don’ wanna know about.’

Burning copies of  March of the Titans?

“But being White is not enough!” The excitement diminished as I momentarily eyed Duchesne. “We have among us traitorous loser, self-hating Whites. This scum not only doesn’t take pride in our accomplishments. They use our own values to shame us.

HBDers?

In the next battle we will reenact the Battle of Marathon, wherein our Greek ancestors first fought off the unthinking masses under Persian control.

Your ancestors?  I think not.

A young man actually slid, like a baseball player coming into a base, between a tall sub-human’s legs. And standing up on the other side, he shoved his dagger into the unfortunate moron’s anus! Wow!

Wow!  Praise Jesus!

When the Chinese set up a rump “United States of America” with Obama as their puppet ruler, we get:

To their credit, the Chinese got much of the electrical grid back online. They trained a local police force. Also, local proxy, puppet foremen aside, the Chinese ran factories that provided an economy for the south.

But, of course. HBD!

The Chinese had long nursed a resentment of Whites, if for no other reason that the Whites had succeeded in creating more than they ever had. Whites had made all of the basic scientific discoveries, inventions and artistic mediums worth having.

Well, well, well…a bit of REAL "race realism." Derbyshire, Lynn, and Taylor weep.

The Muslims made no bones about their desire to use the weapons to help the Chinese destroy the West. Thus jihadis and Chinese colluded for our destruction.

The Tropical Alliance. Derbyshire weeps.

Time for war:

As the gladiator games had done, this march, this crusade, would remake a generation. If successful, nothing could stop these dedicated, disciplined, bonded, tough White men from making our civilization shine. This epic would leave us on firmer ground, a surer path to glory than any other. We immediately got word that our planes met tremendous resistance from the Chinese Air Force and ground to air rocket launchers. In turn, we attacked their air force. This would be a ground war.

…the Chinese developed remote zombie control technology while researching how cell phones turned people into zombies.

Is the technology the HBD cult?

I recall the remaining half of Tim Pool’s face. Blood dripped off coagulated blood in his beard. As we did more hand-to-hand combat, more and more of our soldiers suffered severed limbs. I recall struggling to keep my eyes on Tommy Robinson’s eyes, and not his missing leg, as he bravely tried to muffle his screams on his way to death. Nick Fuentes made a chilling gurgling sound as he died with his throat ripped out.

After reading that, I really regretted that this was merely fiction.

Considering Hitler in his bunker now, I briefly considered and then scoffed at his act of suicide. Hitler, when it came down to the end, was not a man of faith. Killing yourself is a mortal sin. It is cowardly. It would not inspire our men. As long as you continue fighting, you have not lost.

Sure! Should Hitler have ended up in Soviet captivity?  Or should he have charged out of the bunker firing a machine gun?

…recalled Dostoyevsky’s six sermons for the dead, the characteristics he had outlined. Actually, I could only remember five. He praised the dead for their steadiness of purpose, authenticity, freedom from worldly concerns, meditation, and victory in tasks completed….

OK, that was weirdly funny.

My mouth was bleeding. I touched the blood with the tip of my tongue, a taste richer, more pungent, grittier than any wine I had tasted.

Zombies to vampires?

I felt a pang in my stomach. ‘The blood is digesting. I feel movement in my intestine.

Black-colored stools tomorrow morning, no doubt.

Then, with my fang teeth, I ripped off some of the zombie’s skin with fat on it. I chewed it. ‘Mastication,’ what a word. Mastication, the molecules of meat in our meat-bodies making life. ‘Mastodon,’ what an animal.

That sounds like the gibbering of a lunatic.

And I drank a full mouth of blood and tore out a full bite, then another and another. I felt my hair tingle and strengthen at its ends. Yes! I could literally feel each of my hairs’ connection to my scalp and feel the ends strengthen. I felt my skin thicken. Good bumps, yes. But, actually, real-time growth in my power and skin seemed to follow. I tore off another bite…

Ditto.

I looked behind me and touched my head with my right hand, making my body into the shape of a swastika.

Nazi yoga.

Gazing out on the infinite momentarily transfixed me. But I realized, the battle had not disappeared, it was just that I was so tall that my line of sight went above the fray. I looked down, from the horizon to the great hordes engaged in ancient combat around me. Indeed, I was a good six feet taller than anyone around me.

Is this meant to be serious?

I inhaled so much air that it resembled the pull of a whirlpool morphing into a black hole. I took a tad more air in, filling my huge lungs to absolute capacity. Then I arched my spine backwards and, as I moved forward, roared! The tornado knocked all those within one hundred yards of me to the ground. Even the sun itself seemed to recoil.

Lunacy.

So I pulled an arm off of a zombie corpse and began eating it like a chicken leg. “Eat them!” I barked. As we consumed our enemies, we all convulsed and grew.

A new type of “gear” for bodybuilding.

We have only one political party, the United Party of Christ…

Sigh.

And during the early years we raided China every year for captives, just to show them that we could.

Paging John Derbyshire.

The Roman population was sometimes thirty percent slaves.

There’s some disagreement about that.

Only when men are ready to kill for their destiny, can they safely, fully and collectively achieve it.

Praise Jesus!

There has never been a more forceful appeal made to the best in man than the appeal made by Christianity.

As exemplified by eating zombies and drinking their blood. A sacrament of sorts.

Only one more important piece of business remained before I could start my crucifixion preparation

Trying to find a way to escape from the pages of this ludicrous book?

...in Moby Dick, do you know who Captain Ahab’s partner was?” “Ahab had a partner? No. Who?” He seemed relaxed now. “It was Starbuck…

Starbuck was opposed to Ahab, at least morally, and by verbal objection, if not my open deed. Wasn’t Fedallah Ahab’s partner instead (if he could be said to have had one)?

Yeah, Starbuck was the ship’s financier in Moby Dick...

No, you ignorant moron, Starbuck was the First Mate. Captains Peleg and Bildad were part-owners ("financiers") of the Pequod.

Starbuck was the businessman of the ship. He represented the investors…

That is because as the First Mate he felt he had an obligation to the owners and the crew to follow the official rationale of the voyage – to hunt whales for profit.

Esteemed citizens from each republic climbed the stairs and hammered spikes into the horizontal beam. These first spikes would go under my arms and allow me to hold myself up as they drove the spikes into my hand. I removed my toga and now only wore a loincloth. I mounted the foot pedestal, put my arms in their holders, and put one foot over the other. The pain of the nails going into my hand and feet exceeded every other pain I have ever experienced. I went completely blind with the pain, it overwhelmed me. Then I found my breath.

Truly, Christianity is madness.  Christinsanity, indeed.

The nails in my hands and feet cannot kill me quickly. Showing much fealty, Pastor Lewis stabs me again. Hysterical with pain, I use the reflexive contortion of my body to lift my eyelids. I see my bloody feet. In horror, I instinctively look up to avoid the sight. And there, from nowhere, I see Mary. She is weeping. In my weakness, I too immediately silently sob. We are reconciled.

Ditto.

And I pray that my story, my legend, will propel you and all White Western Christians to incarnate beautiful, holy glory not yet manifest.

Crush the infamy!

Not a bad book, I suppose, for juvenile Alt Right retards - mildly amusing, definitely childish; and boringly (and offensively) Christian. I’ll leave it up to the reader of this review as to whether they think it is something they’d like to buy and read.