Petty Amusement

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Greg Johnson, schoolteacher?

More navel-gazing, self-indulgent, autistic drivel.

…I find myself getting closer to the dreaded age of 40.

With the mental age of four.

For every white man with a stable career and a family, an unemployed white man is living in his mom’s basement playing video games all day. 

Mr. Ancestry describes his daily routine.  See below.

If a young man wants to get an apartment, he will need to provide evidence of his work history and show that he earns three times the unit’s rent. Those that cannot afford their own place will have to find roommates. 

More self-description.

I have had my fair share of roommates, and believe me, it isn’t all fun and parties. While I have my own quirks and idiosyncrasies…

Understatement of the year.

…I eventually realized that most roommates are never as reliable or considerate as you are to them. 

The obvious logical flaw in this statement should be obvious to anyone with a triple digit IQ.

Due to all the costs and hassles of living on your own, I understand why many guys decide to live at home with their parents.

Self-justification.

Even with a job and an apartment, white men are having a hard time dating women.

Time to move to Eastern Europe and hit on desperate Slavic women.

Dating sites and apps give women endless choices while promoting narcissism and unrealistic expectations. 

Expectations that the man is not an autistic freak.

The single mom of three kids (from two different fathers) can boldly proclaim on her profile that she is a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need a man. But don’t message her if you are a Trump supporter, under six feet tall…

A five foot tall superstitious Sicilian!  A fitting groom for a female member of the Ireland family.

Sadly, many white men are starting to feel that the juice isn’t always worth the squeeze.

Solution: Bang East Europe.

Whether we like it or not, sex is a major motivating factor for the male species, particularly young men in their 20s and early 30s. 

Thus: Bang East Europe. Ethnonationalism!

For a lot of men, the whole point of having a career and their own place is to have the status and resources to be intimate with women. When a large number of men become invisible to women, it is only natural for those men to give up on pursuing women. 

Don’t worry!  There’s always some women in Eastern Europe hungry for a marriage green card.

Why waste most of your paycheck on an apartment with unreliable roommates and multi-cultural neighbors? Why jump through all these fiery hoops just to impress a single mom on a dating app? These are the questions I have been asking myself as my birthday brings me closer to another decade in my life.

Admitting it is self-description.

Part of me worries that my past decisions and procrastinations have limited my future opportunities in having a stable career, a nice property, and my own family. 

The worries are justified. Note: "I find myself getting closer to the dreaded age of 40."

If you don’t have a purpose in life, consider…

Writing for Counter-Currents.

With a little luck, you might find your next girlfriend while you are…

Invading and colonizing the nations of Eastern Europe.

I understand the hardships and difficulties that young white men face in society today. 

Just insert the word “autistic” in between “young” and “white men” and that’ll be accurate for him.

…I also have struggled with jobs, relationships, and living on my own.

Autism is difficult to live with.

…I also have found myself unemployed, single, and playing video games in my mom’s basement. 

See above. I knew it was self-description.

There is a reason to mock this idiot other than to demonstrate how bad Counter-Currents has become and how undeserving it is to receive your "D'Nations." People like this idiot really need to understand that part of the problem is themselves. Thus, younger White men, people in the 20s and 30s (and younger teens), like to complain how bad it is for them these days compared to similar people in the past.  I make three points in response:

1. Things weren't great in the 80s and 90s either.  America was already in the throes of anti-Whitism and anti-Maleism, and affirmative action was already well established. If White young men of today think that the young White men of back then "had it made," then they are, frankly, misinformed at best and willfully ignorant or mendacious at worst. Yes, the racial situation continuously worsens and the System is more anti-White and anti-male today than it ever has been, but the process had started long before my time and had already had decades of entrenchment and worsening by my time. It may be a bit worse today, but not by that much. The job market may be tighter today due to outsourcing and H-1B, but, then again, today there is the compensation of online employment possibilities (see point 2).

2. On the other hand, young White men of today have some compensatory advantages that we lacked. We had no online communities of like-minded people, no national and international online support system, and there was no online employment and money-making opportunities back then. All was analog.

3. When I read this idiot's writing, it is clear how much time he has wasted with heavy metal music, video games, parties, brooding over not being invited to parties, and his international traveling.  Whose fault is that?  How about trade school?  A useful college major?  Training for an online career (e.g., Salesforce or something similar)?  Being an online content creator on a subject that won't get censored? Playing video games and masturbating to anime in your mother's basement isn't going to cut it; at some point, people need to take at least some responsibility for their life outcomes.

If I have two pieces of advice for younger White men, particularly those on the Far Right, it would be:

1. Really focus on the FIRE movement – Financial Independence, Retire Early.

Believe me, you do not want to be a wage slave into your 50s and 60s, beholden to blue-haired HR SJWs and their “diversity training.” If you want to be in a position to focus more and more on activism, then first concentrate on the more mundane business of building personal wealth and as much financial flexibility and independence as possible. Earn money, save as much as possible, and invest consistently and prudently.  Instead of listening endlessly to self-indulgent “ask me anything” Quota Queen livestreams and giving “D’Nations,” build your wealth starting when you are young. Sure, you can spare some time for activism but that’s a secondary issue now. Once you have more financial security, then you can focus more on politics.  Don’t make the same mistakes of others and waste your 20s and early to mid-30s not building wealth, and having to make up for lost time in middle age.  

Take care of yourself first. The Quota Queens are not going to help you if you’re short of cash. You can be out on the street starving and they'd still try to hit you up for "D'Nations." Please note that it is only the "insane" and "paranoid piece of crap" Sallis who not only refuses to ask you for money, but who actually advises you to prioritize your own interests and personal wealth building. But I'm "crazy and bitter," while the useless panhandlers who beg for money so that they can go to movies and travel internationally on your "dime" are the majestic heroes of Der Movement. 

2. Choose a career that provides as much autonomy and flexibility as possible. If it is not possible, fine, then just buckle down, work for “the man,” and save, but if you have a choice, earn money being your own boss as much as possible or, if not that, then with as little “overhead” and oversight as possible. “As possible” acknowledges that you may not have a choice, but do the best you can.

It is disturbing that Millennial types write in to praise this Ancestry idiot as “the best writer at Counter-Currents” (although that’s not too difficult an accolade to achieve – one turd floats to the top of the toilet bowl water). Yes, I suppose it is more “soothing” to listen to the lamentations and excuses of this moron than it is to do the hard work of building a career and family.

And if any of these youngsters think that a crude, vulgar, intellectually vacuous freak like Goad speaks for older activists, then they are more delusional than even I had imagined.

Mormon Autism Alert

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Laugh at this.

…when I was a teenager, heavy metal was my life and my religion. 

That gives you a good feel for his character, judgment, and intelligence. In contrast, as a teenager, I was already interested in national socialism and fascism. I did go through a period in my early-to-mid-20s where I went in the more "pragmatic" (sic) direction of anti-communist paleoconservatism, but even then, the Far Right was always “my religion.”

Unfortunately, this led to conflicts with my father as he returned to the Mormon Church. 

Those Danes were Mormons?  That explains much, no?

…I gained some important insights on human nature, self-reliance, and perseverance. 

Thus, when someone doesn’t invite you to a party, write a long, self-pitying, and delusional Counter-Currents post about it.

My father came from a broken home in Idaho. 

I thought that these were k-selected high trust Nordics?

As I was practicing my guitar one day…

One can almost hear the “fingernails on the chalkboard” noise.

… my father came into my room and told me that he wanted to take me to the church he grew up in. He then told me about the history of the Mormon Church and how they kept an important “secret.” Long ago, there was a war in heaven between angels and demons. 

Nordics vs. Mediterraneans. Destiny of angels!

The angels had white skin and the demons had dark skin. 

Eyetalian demons!

After the angels won, the demons were cast down into a barren wasteland. 

In other words, into Sicily.

The Mormon Church believed that Africans were the descendants of the demons and that is why they committed so much crime. 

Africa starts at Rome! Or the Alps! Or is it Calais?

This story caught my interest, as I wanted to meet other people that knew about this secret. However, my father explained that due to political reasons, the church had to hide this secret and let Africans into the priesthood in 1978. 

Demon priests?

Some of the boys knew me from school as the heavy metal kid that didn’t have any friends. 

The more things change, the more they stay the same, eh?

After the initial introductions, they started talking about abortion. 

I can imagine that they wanted to ask him - "why the hell didn’t your parents abort YOU?”

This was when I became a rebellious teenager.

Err... wasn’t he already “the heavy metal kid that didn’t have any friends?”

I hated going to church. I didn’t get along with any of the people there. 

Surprise! 

Why respect a community that doesn’t respect you?

White ethnics in Der Movement, take note.

When you think of Mormons, you often think of polite, happy, and successful white people. 

Well, now we know why Mr. Ancestry didn’t fit in.

If I wasn’t opening my door to white missionaries, you better believe I’m not opening my door to demons and monsters.

Tell those wops to stay away!  Five foot tall superstitious monsters!  Get Humphrey to stomp ‘em all out!

After my father passed away, I never returned to the Mormon Church. If man is a computer and religion is an operating system, then the Mormon Church was never meant to run on my hardware. Heavy metal was my religion as a teen…

Freakshow alert!

Other news:

I was listening to Trump’s CPAC speech, and when he got to the point in which he started talking about every group except for  Whites, I turned it off. Boy, he really learned his lesson from the last election, huh?  What a turd.

See here - supportive evidence that the ultimate purpose of Goad at Counter-Currents is to bump up page views. Well, having Howard Stern write for you would accomplish the same thing, so why not recruit Howie?

The wages of HBD.

It's impossible to know how the patient acquired the parasitic hitchhiker, although since he made frequent trips back to China, his doctors say it could have been from eating undercooked infected reptile, amphibian or crustacean meat, or from rubbing raw frog flesh on his eyes—a remedy, in traditional Chinese medicine, for sore eyes, the Independent reports.

Very cognitive, very elite.

Get this:

Richard McCullochsays:

March 1, 2021 at 12:19 pm

Your points. like those of Mr. Andrews, are based on the assumption that the White ethnostate will by a rump secessionist state containing a small fraction of the country’s territory and White population, which would then confront a much larger and more powerful multiracial state that would still contain the great majority of the White population and nearly all of its economic and military strength, including the nuclear arsenal, and, by the way, would be the continuation of the United States. This is all very similar to Michael Hart’s proposal, and based on this assumption your points are well taken. But they are not valid for a “National Premise” (as Wilmot Robertson called it) White ethnostate realized by partition, in which the conditions of relationship between the White and multiracial states noted above would be reversed.

See https://www.theoccidentalobserver.net/2019/05/25/161830/ and https://www.theoccidentalobserver.net/2021/01/27/saving-the-white-race-the-problem-and-solutions-part-3-of-3/

It is interesting that so many pro-Whites, in which I presumptively include both you and Mr. Andrews, seem to exclusively conceive of the White ethnostate in the rump secessionist form, and do not consider, or ignore, or are unaware of, other alternatives such as the “National Premise” concept that would be far more advantageous to Whites and their interests and not place them in such desperate circumstances when much better options are still possible. Certainly we should all want the best for our race, which the rump ethnostate concept decidedly is not, as your own points make very clear.

Let’s consider certain excerpts here:

…a rump secessionist state containing a small fraction of the country’s territory and White population, which would then confront a much larger and more powerful…state that would still contain the great majority of the White population and nearly all of its economic and military strength, including the nuclear arsenal, and, by the way, would be the continuation of the United States… place them in such desperate circumstances…

I agree that such “a rump secessionist state” would cause its inhabitants to be placed in “desperate circumstances.” So, what comes to mind are previous iterations of racial separatist plans, from two different individuals who shall go nameless, each of who placed “Mediterranean” (sic) Whites in precisely such "rump state" “desperate circumstances,” in combination with various non-Whites thrown in for good measure (e.g., Puerto Ricans or NECs). So, yes, “desperate circumstances,” indeed. But, hey, the American southwest (a desert that is unlivable except as part of a larger USA that provides to that desert the necessities of life) is “the sun belt” and a New York “Minoria” is, hey, New York, so what are all you two inch tall dago cockroaches complaining about, eh?

In any case, good to see the tacit admission that those previous separatist plans did, as I often stated at that time, place the swarthoids in “desperate circumstances.”  

Here is an interesting and useful analysis, which has political relevance (as commentators note). It would also explain, in general, why movies are typically worse, more childish, and dumbed down, compared to the books (including comic books) on which they are sometimes based, why storylines are changed to appeal to the retarded masses and, possibly, why sequels are typically worse than the originals (an original movie's excellence may be in many cases an unintentional oversatisfying of a [previously unknown?] fan base, while the insipid sequels are intentional attempts to broaden that base through dilution, while trying to hold on to the core fan base).

Compare that interesting Affirmative Right analysis with pathetic Counter-Currents articles by self-indulgent autistics and their navel-gazing laments about why they are not invited to parties. I’m no fan of Liddell, and most of the content of Affirmative Right is, well, rather dull, but to compete with Counter-Currents, it doesn’t have to – dare I say it? – oversatisfy the "movement" fan base, now does it?

Why don’t they sue?

Statement of Principles Once Again

Once again.

Every once in a while, mostly for the benefit of new readers, I give an overarching summary of the objectives of this blog; in particular, I stress the reasons for the hyperbolic rhetoric and mocking ridicule presented here. This is also important to refute the defamatory attacks of people like Johnson who label me as “insane,” and, overall, people who take comments here out of context to justify their anti-Sallis defamation.

The Sallis Groupuscule has both positive and negative objectives. The positive aspects, at both EGI Notes and Western Destiny, revolve around building a New Movement, articulating strategies for activism, and various other areas of serious analysis. The negative aspects – the ones I discuss and defend here in this post, which are often the targets of my critics, are mostly focused on deconstructing and delegitimizing the “movement” – the "movement" being a fraud that I see as a major impediment to pro-White activism. There is a niche space for pro-White activism, and if this space is filled by the failed “movement,” then it will be very difficult, if not impossible, to get a New Movement established and growing. Therefore, attacking the “movement” is essential.

Some of these criticisms involve issues that should not be relevant to pro-White activism, but must be discussed at this blog because the idiots of the “movement” bring these issues into pro-White activism, where they clearly do not belong. Consider the vaccination issue, for example. In theory, I would see no reason to bring this up in the context of pro-White activism.  But I am not the one who has brought the issue into WN; it is the anti-vaxx crowd who have done so. At one time, anti-vaxx stupidity was mostly confined to White suburban soccer moms with too much time on their hands and various blue-haired SJWs and others addicted to “alternative medicine.” But, Der Right, being influenced by irrational anti-intellectualism and paranoid ideation, has proven fertile ground for all sorts of anti-scientific lunatics, liars, and frauds, thereby associating Far Right pro-White politics  with the anti-vaxx agenda.  This being so, I have an obligation to speak out against that agenda, and to establish the Sallis Groupuscule as an outpost of sound, scientifically informed, rational discourse. Someone needs to confirm that not everyone on the Far Right is a tinfoil hat moron. The same applies to moon landing hoax stupidities and other laughable conspiracy theories.

I often criticize HBD, which I term a political movement aimed at privileging Jewish and Asian interests over that of Whites. I have always stated that this does not imply that all or most HBDers consciously pursue that agenda – although some undoubtedly do – but that the real world net effect of HBD race realism is indeed “privileging Jewish and Asian interests over that of Whites.” Engelman of Amren is often quoted here since he is a caricature of HBD; I couldn’t devise a better parody of HBD if I tried. Apparently though, Engelman is serious and not a secret anti-HBD troll (but if he is, I congratulate him on his success in this regard).  HBD race realism is opposed to the kinship-based racialism that I espouse; kinship-based racialism being the only objective (from a biologically-relevant adaptive fitness perspective) form of identity politics.

What about the somewhat vulgar sexual innuendo about “Ben Dover” with respect to HBD, the Alt Right, and Silk Road White nationalism?  Well, let us consider. I’m not the one who wrote that Derbyshire engaged in “measured groveling” to his Chinese wife – Derbyshire himself wrote that. I’m not the one who posted pictures of Chris Brand and his Chinese wife – Brand and Ray did that. I’m not the one who wrote that “dating Asian women is a rite of passage for the Alt Right” – an Alt Righter wrote that. I’m not the one who posted a picture of black booted Chinese women soldiers with guns as representative of Silk Road White nationalism – the folks at Majority Rights did that. So, perhaps Der Right should worry more about its disturbing fixation on Asian women rather than worrying about people like me who point out, and mock, that fixation.

What about homosexuality? While I don’t go as far Andrew Joyce in my opposition to homosexuality, there are reasons for concern. I was warned as far back as the early 2000s about a homosexual cabal in the “movement” and everything that has happened since then has done nothing but confirm that warning. Around the same time, I was warned by another individual that a prominent racialist is a closeted homosexual; there has never been any open evidence for this in the meantime, but, also, circumstantial evidence since then is suggestive of supporting that accusation. The Pilleater tape was also highly disturbing (and not only about homosexuality and homosexual sexual harassment but also about drug use), and what can one say about The Homo and The Negro and My Nationalist Pony?

What about my comments about Quota Queens and affirmative action? Let us consider together. Does anyone truly believe that, say, someone of Italian, Greek, or Slavic descent would have the same potentialities in the “movement” as someone, say, of Anglo-Germanic ancestry, such as a founding stock WASP?  Can anyone be so delusional?  Look at Spencer and his rapid rise, and being made President of NPI, apparently with limited to no real qualifications. Then we have Johnson careening from one disaster to another, yet still at the top of “movement” "leadership."  How is any of that different from an incompetent Negro being elevated in the corporate world due to affirmative action?

My criticisms of Nordicism are well known and need not gone into here in detail, but as we see, McCulloch continues with his bizarre alphabetical phenotypic charts, and we now see the new permutation of HBD Nordicism, which “jumped the shark” by “explaining” to us how Swedes are very collectivist because they are very individualistic. All laughable and worth being ridiculed.

My overall criticisms of Der Movement – so named to mock its Germanocentric Nordicism – are similarly justified. The same goes for criticisms of Trump.  With respect to individuals in the “movement” such as Johnson, I believe that everything I have written justifies that criticism. Note that Johnson “banned” me from Counter-Currents for discussing the Nordicist origins of the Herrmansson disaster (I didn’t even bother to mention the homosexual connection, which I suppose would have provoked him even more); further, he has refused to debate me or engage with my criticisms – even though anti-Sallis critics like Silver told him he should do so. Instead, he defames me as “insane” and labels me a “paranoid piece of crap.” In toto, I believe that my criticisms of Johnson are legitimate. I can go on, and note my contempt for the hypocrisy of the ethnonationalists who invade other people’s nations, and why that is justified. The semi-autistic over-earnestness of certain Counter-Currents writers is also, I believe, fair game for criticism.

I also make an issue of the tin cup panhandling of the “movement.” “Leaders” and other “activists” like to complain that they “have no money” despite the large sums of money that have been poured into the “movement” over the decades. Now, in a relative sense, there is some truth there; compared to the Left, the “movement” is deficit with respect to financial (and other) resources. However, in an absolute sense, it is a lie and what makes it worse is that the bulk of the money seems to go to the worst and most useless directions. There is one entity that shall go nameless here that has garnered millions of dollars, with its “leader” getting several hundred thousand dollars in compensation.  In their filings, this entity claims its objective is running an online publication. If you believe that this objective justifies that enormous intake of relatively scarce funds, then I must say that it seems that you have low expectations indeed.  I personally think this is a disgrace and a complete waste. What has the “movement” accomplished with the money it has already received? Maybe they should show some actual accomplishment before rattling the tin cup yet again?

In any case, this is a summary explaining some of the memes posted at this blog. Remember this post the next time one my critics labels me as "insane" and  "paranoid."

Full Moon Autism, Liddell on Sallis

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Laugh at this.

Whether attending a birthday party or a social event, people have sometimes referred to me as being “the life of the party.” There have also been times where I found myself excluded from my social circle and community. 

The lack of self-awareness is simply astonishing.

Recently, I found myself not being invited to a birthday party that some of my other friends were invited to.

I suppose they figured that freakish autistes would ruin the mood.

Although I always try to stay positive and optimistic, I couldn’t help but feel ignored and forgotten. 

How about wondering why no one wants to be around you?

Unfortunately, social circles are often filled with drama. Two guys become rivals, so going to a friend’s party means that I become the enemy of the rival and his friends. This may seem immature and childish, but this also happens in the Dissident Right. 

Hey!  Don’t be “crazy and bitter” now!  

Supporting certain content creators means that you sometimes become the enemy of another content creator and their supporters. Even if you try to stay neutral, sometimes you end up being ignored and abandoned by your community. Such is the nature of life and social circles.

Especially when you associate with a Drama Queen who ends up feuding with everyone in the “Dissident Right.”

As much as we try not to care or worry about these things, there may be some evolutionary reasons why we get bitter and resentful when our social circles abandon us. 

“Bitter and resentful?” What a “paranoid piece of crap!”

Whenever I find myself not invited to a social event or party…

A regular occurrence?

…I try to put my feelings aside for a moment and analyze the situation. Could it be that it was simply a misunderstanding? 

No, they simply don’t want to be around you, and for good reason.

There have been a few times when a mutual friend confirmed that the person holding the event did not have my current contact information. Or they mistakenly thought that I did not want to come to their event. 

Sure, sure.

After clearing things up, I ended up going to these events and having a great time. There have also been times where I found out that I wasn’t invited to an event because someone at the event didn’t want me to be there. In a situation like this, I think it is important to find out whether it is one person or numerous people who do not like you.

Believe me…it’s “numerous.”

I learned early in life that despite your best efforts, not everyone is going to like you or be your friend. If there is one person in your social circle that doesn’t like you, my best advice is to continue going to social events and ignore them. This can cause a different set of issues, but you should never let one person force you to miss out on life and social events. The real dilemma comes when two or more people in your social circle convince the others not to invite you to parties or events. 

Friberg pay attention.

This situation has happened to me a few times in my life, and both times caused me to reflect on myself and ask some tough questions. Have my actions and behaviors caused people in my community to not want to associate or spend time with me? 

Yes.

After analyzing the situation, I concluded that it was better to spend the evening alone. 

Evening after evening after evening. “Mom’s basement” is looking better and better, huh?

This metaphor perfectly summarizes the balance between being a bold individual and calming your ego to get along with a group.

He’s a “bold individual”…yeah, yeah, that’s the ticket.

When reading these essays, I eventually realized that I wasted a lot of time and energy over not being invited to a party. Nevertheless, I ended up having a great evening and was happy that I discovered Schopenhauer’s writings.

This navel-gazing childish drivel is reflective of the extent to which Counter-Currents content has collapsed.

Being invited to a party or an event feels great, but it is not the end of the world if I am not invited to some events or disliked by certain people. Some things are just not meant to be. 

A world historical problem solved.

Despite all the fun I had partying with metal bands in my 20s, the last few years in the Dissident Right have been some of the best times of my life. I have made a lot of great friends who have started to form their own networks and communities. 

From which you will not be invited.

Maybe I will see you there. 

I pray not.

Whether I am drinking at a bar with friends or streaming from my mom’s basement, I always enjoy being the life of the party.

“Mom’s basement”…says it all.  This guy’s a walking parody.

Invitation or not.

Usually not.

Laugh at this.

(((TED SALLIS)))

A former Counter-Currents writer of apparent Italian ancestry and probably a late Boomer of [sic] early Ge-Xer. His name is believed to be a pen name derived from a Marvel comics character. Unluckily for him, he was too straight for Greg Johnson's online journal, and fell out with Johnson on the gay question sometime in 2016. His writing can now be found at his rather dull blog EGI Notes.

Unlike certain other folks, I’m not going to screech that this is “scurrilous” (it is rather tame), but I instead will correct one error (not the spelling/grammar error of “of/or”). Thus, while I’m not going to comment about the “apparent” swarthoid ancestry, or “pen name,” or the opinion of this blog being “rather dull,” I’d like to correct something about “fell out with Johnson.” True, I’m heterosexual and I would have left writing for Counter-Currents by 2016 or so due to the increasingly pro-homosexual propaganda there (*). But I had stopped directly writing for Counter-Currents before then, and the real falling out, which occurred much earlier, was mainly due to Johnson’s tolerance of, and promotion of, the scum Andrew Hamilton. I wrote a lot about Hamilton’s Counter-Currents writings at my “rather dull blog” at that time, and those are in the archives here. 

Johnson continued to reproduce my “rather dull” blog posts at Counter-Currents for several years (without asking me, by the way), and I continued to sometimes comment there, but that ended several years ago when Johnson “banned” me due to my criticism of the Hermansson infiltration and my overall critiques of the “movement.” Later Twitter comments by Johnson suggested that others had been urging him to have nothing to do with me, and I can imagine who those individuals were – the usual array of “movement” grifters and incompetents.

Some of the information about other people on that Affirmative Right post is useful, or at least amusing, but I note that Liddell likes to critique the physical appearance of people on the so-called “Dissident Right,” and shares the bizarre obsession over height that many in Der Movement apparently have. Hypocritically, Liddell writes about Duke:

Some of the money may also have been used on the large amount of plastic surgery that he seems to have subjected himself to. This focus on personal "optics" gives off a weirdly sub-masculine vibe, reminiscent of Richard Spencer and Greg Johnson. This is significant as it suggests that people like this are recurring type in racial politics.

Indeed they are. Let’s not focus on "personal optics" or anything like that, right?  Yes, focusing on the physical appearance of other men "gives off a weirdly sub-masculine vibe,” I agree. The lack of self-awareness there is astonishing. 

I do praise Liddell for this description of Durocher though:

In physical terms he is, not surprisingly, a most un-Aryan-looking specimen. Those with an interest in the Aryan archetype often fit into this unprepossessing category (see Weev, Andrew Anglin, Mike Enoch, and Striker for further reference).

Not very Nordic! But Liddell leaves out what is, I believe, the most important point about Durocher. Being a superior Scotsman, I trust that Liddell will eventually figure it all out for himself.

Seriously though, I really don’t get it. Yes, I understand that, in a race-based “movement,” phenotype is of relevance. But there’s a difference between something being relevant in a general sense, and an obsessive fixation on the physical appearance of other men. I honestly could care less what any of these people look like and to what measurement the top of their head would reach in a mug shot. If being tall was relevant for leadership, then Johnson and Spencer would be leading us to victory. Both of them have “Nordic” or at least “Nordish” facial features, yet they are completely inept. So, what’s the point? Are either of them any better than Anglin or Collett?

Zman a wop? I don’t see it. I thought he was most likely of East European ancestry, if not, then maybe Northwest European. But what do I know? In any case, one does not have to be a dago to oppose Liddell’s extreme ethnic fetishism.

By the way, hint to Liddell – your analysis of Brimelow would be effectively augmented by the financial information about VDARE freely online here.

In summary, despite my critiques of Liddell, I note that he does not follow the cordon sanitaire. He may believe this blog is “rather dull” but at least he acknowledges that it exists, which is more than I can say about others in Der Movement. Those others behave as if Sallis was some sort of bogeyman, the mere mention of whom (other than “paranoid piece of crap”) will magically make all of their D’Nations disappear.

*There is no way I would want to be associated with The Homo and the Negro or with My Nationalist Pony. Furthermore, the Pilleater recording was atrocious, the “last straw” for any sort of decency. When a young man complains about homosexual harassment and groping at a meeting associated with your group, the proper response should be outrage and a determination to find out the facts and, if true, BAN the offenders from any association from your group, not to chuckle indulgently about men “flirting” with other men.

Other news:

I laugh at all the nitwits still insisting that cold, winter, and snow are "White"; that winter weather dissuades non-Whites. Sure it does.  After all, good thing there's no Somalis in Maine or Minnesota, right? Wow, Negroes of every type are being kept out by that cold weather, none of them in Boston, New York, Detroit, Minneapolis, Milwaukee, Philadelphia, Chicago, etc. No Hispanics there either!  No Hindus or tropical Orientals!  White, White, White!

A comment from Stormfront that may be of interest to the GNXP cogelites:

I can't say I had rally bad experience with blacks since I lived in mostly Mestizo, Hindu and oriental neighborhoods. So it's Mestizos and Hindus for me.

Now I live in a predominantly white neighborhood and there are a few blacks around, but these are white collar people and way more civilized than your average ghetto negroids. I'm just glad I never had to face the crack selling, trouble making, scum of earth ghetto blacks.

When my income was half of what it was today, I had to live in a Mestizo neighborhood and it was total hell. I can't believe I came out of there as one piece. They always fired guns in the middle of the city to celebrate cinque de mayo or weddings, they bred swarms of cockroaches and rats, they got drunk and started fights at 3 am, married couples were throwing pots and pans at the walls whenever they fought (after midnight). There were cops at the door almost every week. Oh, I forgot the loud ass ghetto cacophony with the window shattering bass. I have spent half of my free time calling the cops on these scumbags.

Then I lived in a predominantly Hindu town. That was no walk in the park, either. You'd have a hard time believing that was California: It looked more like freakin' Delhi or Bombay, minus the open sewage and the beggars with leprosy. Even though the Hindus were white collar IT workers and didn't fire guns, smoke crack or start fights in the middle of the night, they were still quite rude and uncivilized. Extremely high pitch screeching banshees (Indian music) has replaced the window shattering bass. They were arrogant, rude, always frowning and irritating. Their brainless wives and kids ran in the parking lot all the time, I was surprised a bunch of them didn't get killed.

Once I had to knock the door of the morons upstairs cause they woke me up with vacuum noise well after midnight. I was so pissed I went out of bed straight to their door in my pj's, looking like a zombie. When I asked what the heck they were doing, they said their kid spilled something on the carpet and they were cleaning it up with the carpet washer! 3rd world idiots probably got too excited and bought every appliance they could lay their hands on. Wiping the carpet with a wet towel is apparently too much of a hassle after they crawl out of their dunghole country!

The other Hindus didn't make much noise but their uncivilized little brown chimp kids did. They gave everyone a headache at the pool by constantly screaming and splashing water on people, and the management did nothing despite all the complaints filed by the handful of white residents. Even though the adult Hindus didn't make much noise except for the idiots with the carpet washer, they made the entire apartment complex reek of greasy food. It reeked so bad you could not breathe in the corridors. They also reeked real bad when you passed near them, they were apparently too broke to buy personal hygiene products after spending all of their money on electronics and gadgets. On top of that, they were breeding a swarms of cockroaches and some of them didn't want to let the pest control treat their apartment cause of their ridiculous beliefs. They believe in reincarnation nonsense, so according to their primitive religion, the cockroaches could be their dead freinds/relatives/whoever and shouldn't be touched!

Another ridiculous 3rd world behavior of theirs was to swim in the swimming pool with long dresses and turbans. Can you believe that? Hindu women swam with long, bulky dresses and the Sikh guys were swimming with their turbans! This is disgusting and a threat to the hygiene.

That was a once decent high income California neighborhood that has descended into 3rd world levels -not pricewise of course, but qualitywise. Nowadays you pay 1300-2000 a month or more to live with that scum, in apartment complexes that cater to the Hindus, displaying Hindu movies in their club rooms and harboring 3rd world savages acting like they are in the Ganges when they use the swimming/spa facilities, stinking up the whole place, breeding roaches and giving any American dirty looks that read 'no more American way of life, you bow to the Indian way of life!' Whites get the most arrogant stares of course.

Then there were the slant eyes. They also had cockroach problems (I have seen GIANT Asian cockroaches come out of the backdoors of Vietnamese restaurants, even $$$ ones), habit of yelling with their irritating language and wife beating. I really got sick of calling the cops on the orientals beating up their wives.

After all these years of suffering and humiliation -I can't think of any other word to describe a situation where you pay $$$ to live in 'upper class' apartments dominated by 'educated' savages with 3rd world habits- I'm really glad to live in a predominantly whie [sic] city and a predominantly white neighborood. I don't mind upper middle class/white collar blacks, at least they are raised with American values and have some first world manners. I'd take a white collar negro over a Hindu or oriental with phd any day!

The Dark History of Vaccination!

And of science!

Facts! The Nordic German Joey Meister was innocently nipped by a perfectly healthy poodle puppy, and then that French Jew doctor Moshe “Louis” Pasteurvitz sodomized Meister with a rabies vaccine needle, giving the boy autism! That’s why Meister killed himself when Saint Adolf came calling. Autism!  Needle sodomy! Jew doctors!  And don’t be fooled by talk of all of those “invisible enemies” called “viruses” and “bacteria” that are “out to get you.” Jewish lies!  Koch? Isn’t Koch a Jew name? If you can’t see something, then obviously it doesn’t exist! Like atoms! Atoms are a 20th century Jewish construct (just like the White race)!  Matter is actually composed of a substance called “Nordenstuff,” with Nordics having the highest concentration, Southern Italians the lowest, and Negroes in between. Dat Right!  And don’t talk to me about “genes” and “DNA.” Have you ever seen a gene? DNA? Jew lies!  Every drop of semen contains a homunculus; you CAN see it if you look hard enough - after a HBDer finishes jerking off over a buck-toothed, greasy-haired, flat-chested, sexually monomorphic Chinatrix, just take a look at the semen and see all of the homunculi there! They all look exactly like Richard Lynn! Genes don't exist! That’s why Arthur Kemp is right about Ancient Egypt (and about everything else of course!) despite what all of those pointy-headed intellectual “geneticists” say.

Vaccine hesitancy.

Other news:

Back in 2017 while I was denouncing the Alt Right and predicting its demise, Der Movement had this to say:

Michael Bell

Posted June 19, 2017 at 9:20 pm | Permalink

Call yourself what you want, but you are part of the Alternative Right whether you like it or not. White nationalist? Your Alt-Right. Fascist? Your Alt-Right. National-Socialist? Alt-Right. Race-realist? Alt-Right. It’s a brand with recognition that is slowly appealing to the mainstream and making White Nationalist ideas tenable to people. But because you don’t like the predominance of younger people and youth culture, you defame the name and act like your too good for it. Your like a Hispanic person who says “I’m not Hispanic! I’m Colombian!”

One must give Der Movement credit for consistency – they are ALWAYS wrong.

The pot calls the kettle black. The fundamental dishonesty and apparent complete lack of self-awareness of Johnson is simply remarkable.  Astonishing.

True enough:

…tweet and watch TV…

Basically a summary of the entire Trump Presidency. But Johnson says Trump was and is a “sincere man of genuine greatness,” so don’t you forget it!

Vote Republican!  Support Trump and Trumpism!  The last chance for White America! MAGA! Pepe!  Kek! Well, it’s not like we’ve tried anything like that before, huh? And I had to like the caveat admission link to McCulloch’s stupidity. MacDonald has to admit that a multiracial coalition party is a far cry from the Instauration dream of classifying people – particularly “beautiful males” – according to an alphabet soup phenotypic chart.

The “Amnats” have always been criticized here. So, I’m really not surprised by any of this. Those Quota Queens who have supported Amnatism are, of course, completely silent about all of this. Surprise!

An Announcement from the Church of the Holy Sallis

Breaking news!

No offense, Kevin, but you are really behaving like a typical Type I Nutzi here.

The board of directors of the Cosmotheist Alliance Church (CAC) has, on 26 May, 2020, passed a resolution declaring that its faithful followers may resist forced vaccinations, if they so choose, and refuse altogether to have anything to do with this despicable plot by the federal government, Bill and Melinda Gates, Pfizer and other big pharma companies, and the Sabin Vaccine Institute, etc. This refusal will be backed by the Cosmotheist Church and by the National Alliance. Who are they to question our faith? Expect more resolutions by the CAC that are in line with our Nature-based world view.

Let’s try to unwind the high trust northern hunter gatherer Herrenvolk logic here, and make some sense instead. Just because Jews and SJW shiksas make genodical and lunatic comments about forced vaccinations does not logically imply that the vaccines are no good. It doesn't mean you shouldn't encourage your followers to get vaccinated to safeguard their health.  It's also amusing that national socialist Hitler admirers get hysterical about things being "forced." After all, as we know, Saint Adolf instituted complete libertarian freedom in the Third Reich.  They sure did wonders with that all-volunteer military, eh?  And Uncle Addie kept on beating the commies in those free elections, right up to 1945!  Enabling Act?  He don't need no stinkin' Enabling Act!

But, hey, let us be fair.  What’s good for the Ubermensch goose is good for the Untermesch gander.  On July 12, 2020, the board of directors (namely, me) of the Church of the Holy Sallis (CHS) passed a resolution declaring that its faithful followers should shun and ostracize disease-mongering Luddite anti-vaxx retards, if they so choose, and hold such retards legally responsible for the consequences of spreading disease. They should refuse altogether to have anything to do with this despicable plot by “movement” grifters.  This refusal will be backed by the Sallis Church and by EGI Notes. Who are they to question our faith?  Expect more resolutions by the CHS that are in line with our science-based world view.

And for your viewing pleasure, a video of a CHS Sunday morning service.  Please ignore the Negroes there, they snuck in uninvited!

In any case, a “White ethnostate” run by Type Is would quickly manifest the qualities observed in this painting. Hey – maybe that’s not a painting, but instead an actual photograph from the future, taken in the capital city, Greater Piercetown.

Welcome to the Type I White Ethnostate!

What would a Der Movement ethnostate really be like?

Ground transportation – broken down pickups with rusty mufflers dragging on the ground.

Air transportation – shown in the YouTube video here.

Schooling – marching children through the woods, eating twigs and branches.

Libraries – only available books are Lord of the Rings and March of the Titans.

Fashion – medieval chic.

Television programming – a mix of East Asian porn, anime, miniseries about the Vikings, and documentaries concerning racial admixture in Southern and Eastern Europe.

Healthcare – epidemics of measles, polio, and other preventable diseases, since vaccination is a dastardly plot by “Jew doctors” in league with “Big Pharma.”

Military technology – trebuchets, battle axes, and muskets.

Space exploration – none.  After all, where are we going to get the coal and oil for the steampunk starships?  No, we’ll just stay snug in our hobbit holes.

Science and technics – calipers for measuring cephalic indices, courtesy of Durocher.

Executive leadership – the President and Vice-President will be the same man, using two different pseudonyms.

Athletics – jousting, bull and bear baiting.

Foreign relations, Greg Cochran Secretary of State – alliance with China and Israel to wage war against Italy and Romania.

Music – Taylor Swift forced to dress up like a Bavarian barmaid and sing the Horst Wessel song.

The Elegant John Simon

In praise of a master.  In all cases, red bold font emphasis added.

This post will be about the literary, theater, and film critic John Ivan Simon.  The subject would seem at first glance unrelated to activism; however, I maintain that Simon’s work, which exemplifies elegant viciousness, represents the type of mocking ridicule that can be effective against retards of both the Left and the Right.

Some background:

John Simmon was born in Subotica of Hungarian descent to Joseph and Margaret (née Reves) Simmon. He amended his surname at some point to "Simon". He has said that his middle name "Ivan" was later added by his father to add distinction. He grew up in Belgrade before immigrating to the United States in 1941, aged 16, on a tourist visa to join his father.

About Simon’s work:

…he is known for dwelling on what he sees as the physical flaws of those actors who displease him: Wallace Shawn is "unsightly", Barbra Streisand's nose "cleaves the giant screen from east to west, bisects it from north to south. It zigzags across our horizon like a bolt of fleshy lightning," while Kathleen Turner is a "braying mantis"

Carol Burnett wrote a letter to Time responding to an attack on Liza Minnelli, whose face Simon had compared to that of a beagle…

A 1980 issue of Variety included an ad signed by 300 people decrying Simon's reviews as racist and vicious.

An unpleasant critical review of Simon himself is here, but it does contain another wonderfully appropriate attack against Streisand by Simon:

Simon's specialty is making punching bags out of people whose looks he finds repellent, especially those who don't conform to traditional modes of beauty. (Barbra Streisand has been a favorite target over the years: Early in her career, he said she looked like "a tremulous young borzoi.").

Read this for more examples of Simon’s fine and inspiring work; several examples are reproduced below:

The kids themselves, with the exception of Cathy Burns (Rhoda), are not particularly good actors, and Barbara Hershey (Sandy, and not a kid anymore) looks, regrettably, much better with her bikini top on than off. Miss Burns, on the other hand, is an extremely accomplished little actress, but also insuperably homely — she looks, in fact, like a pink beach ball with a few limbs and features painted on it. There is no excuse for Rhoda’s being a positive freak, and making us feel she is damned lucky to have been raped at all.

Even more unpleasant, though, is Mimsy Farmer’s breathy Marilyn Monroe-Jackie Kennedy English, in which “charcoal,” for instance, is pronounced “chuhkuh,” the uh’s representing gusts of breath. An altogether dispensable girl, this Mimsy, looking and acting like a cross between Sandy Dennis and a young Lizabeth Scott, with added suggestions of Jean Seberg and a death’s-head.

Paul McCartney, a chubbily handsome young man, appears quite pleasant with, or despite, his generation-shaping look. But the others! Particularly grubby are John Lennon and his worse half, Yoko Ono, who sits, smug and possessive, almost always within touching distance of him. Flouting, it would seem, even minimal sanitary measures, their hair looks like a Disneyland for the insect world, and their complexions appear to be portable bacterial cultures.

It is regrettable to have both leading ladies in such a dashing film seemingly vie with each other for this year’s Homeliness Award, just as it is misguided to entrust the gallantly swashbuckling lead to David Hemmings, who, besides being a mediocre actor, looks in long shots like something out of Planet of the Apes.

Huston has directed in a bored and lackluster fashion, and his performing of a minor role is deplorably leprechaunish. The ending of the picture is an absolute botch, and there is a perfectly blank, supremely inept performance by Huston’s daughter, Anjelica, who has the face of an exhausted gnu, the voice of an unstrung tennis racket, and a figure of no describable shape.

Jean-Marie Patte seems miscast as Louis; he would have been much better as the protagonist of The Blob.

Miss Hepburn’s quality was and will be that of an offbeat, madcap debutante, and she has now simply entered the emerita division of the same category. Her Aurelia is all huskily doddering sexiness and girlish flutters, senior division. When you think of the great Marguerite Moreno, who created the role, and then look at this performance, exact replicas of which have already earned Miss Hepburn two ill-deserved Oscars, you may wish to forsake the auditorium for the vomitorium.

But just how garish her commonplace accent, squeakily shrill voice, and the childish petulance with which she delivers her lines are, my pen is neither scratchy nor leaky enough to convey. The once pretty face has become coarse, though from a distance it can still look good — but only if it avoids any attempt at expression, as, to be sure, it not infrequently does. Only the bosom keeps implacably marching on — or down, as the case may be — but I do not feel qualified to be the Xenophon of this reverse anabasis.

Of course, over-sensitive yeastbuckets have taken offense, one of whom resorted to violence:

The most famous case is Sylvia Miles throwing some steak tartare at me, which made her into a heroine. In fact, Andy Warhol said in one of his so-called books that she's famous for that and not much else. This incident was so welcomed by the Simon-hating press that the anecdote has been much retold. She herself has retold it ten thousand times. And this steak tartare has since metamorphosed into every known dish from lasagna to chop suey. It's been so many things that you could feed the starving orphans of India or China with it.

Because of female privilege, Miles was not arrested, indicted, and convicted for assault and battery, which should have been the outcome.

Another outraged female asserts that Simon is dead to her, but he is very much alive for the rest of us.

Imagine Simonian invective against SJWs, Type I Nutzis, smelly Antifa sucker-punchers, Alt Right grifters, “movement” freaks and perverts, flare-nosed AOC, eyebrow-patched McHugh, Trump – the mind boggles.