Not So Black Friday

I was going to write a post on thriving in the Woke World but I went back and saw that I’ve written that post at least once before.  Instead I decided to look and see what was going on around me.

I woke up this morning and felt like I always do on the day after Thanksgiving.  I felt like I ate way too much rich food.  So, I had a cup of coffee and a bagel and looked over the news.  I saw all the stuff I saw yesterday.  Election legal challenges and noise about Biden’s picks for a cabinet, COVID studies and vaccine speculation, big tech censoring and conservatives complaining.  All the same old stuff we’ve been seeing forever.  Nothing I felt like talking about there.

Later on, as I felt a little less like a stuffed museum exhibit, I asked Camera Girl if she wanted to go for a walk in the local state park.  It’s about a mile or two down the road and has a paved road that penetrates into the forest to allow fisherman to access the lakes inside the park.  There are streams and forested hills and scenic stuff as far as the eye can see.  There is also a half dozen picnic grounds and parking areas.  We like going there because even when there is ice on the wooded paths the blacktop thaws quickly and gives us a good walking path until winter is completely in control of the weather.

So anyway, she agreed and we parked and started walking.  With my usual confidence I announced to her that it was so quiet because nobody was up and around after Thanksgiving.  Two minutes later we passed the first parking lot and there were at least fifteen cars and I could see someone cooking on a charcoal grill.  Ah, my psychic powers.

As we walked along, we could see that the place was pretty crowded.  Eventually we started passing people walking in the other direction.  Couples, people walking with dogs, families with kids, families with three generations, you name it.  And as we got within talking distance we’d smile, wave, say hi.  After about a dozen such interactions we looked at each other and read each other’s minds.  What struck both of us was that people without masks were friendly and greeted us with a smile and the people wearing masks were surly and unfriendly.  For clarification neither of us were wearing masks but we never got within the COVID magic six-foot circle of death of the other walkers.

And when we looked at the people who were barbecuing none of them were wearing masks and they seemed to be having a good time.  After that I made sure that whenever I passed the masked marauders, I was especially cheerful and demonstrative.  I’m sure it annoyed them terribly.

By the time we got back to our car I felt a whole lot better about the day.  There are plenty of people around who are just tolerating this COVID nonsense without drinking the Kool-Aid.  And they are attempting to enjoy their lives despite it.  And the true-believers looked pretty damn miserable from where I was standing.  Maybe this whole COVID cult is its own punishment.  But maybe it’s just an act and they are really just signaling their virtue in case someone from the security apparatus is filming them for the quarterly report.  Either way I can see that it will be pretty easy in this Brave New World to find the good people.  They’ll be the ones who look like they’re actually happy to be alive.  By this you will know them.

Woke World – A Modest Proposal

For the most part I have not interacted with BLM or Antifa.  No one has marched outside my home or tried to burn down any stores or other businesses in my town.  And that’s understandable.  I live, as I’m fond of saying, twenty minutes from anywhere.  And that’s being generous with the definition of anywhere.  Because even that barely gets you to small town status.  I haven’t interacted with them and I hope it stays that way.  These people are dangerous and disgusting human beings.  They are holding hostage large swaths of the United States of America.

But who I have met, are the woke kids that have a semi-coherent lifestyle.  I worked until recently with a millennial who proudly admitted that he would never consider having children because humans are an affront to Gaia.  I cheerfully thanked him for providing the extra space and resources for my growing number of descendants and other close relatives.  This did not seem to please him.

As far as his “decision” to forego reproduction, looking at him I really didn’t think the risk of procreation was a terribly high for him.  There might be female humans who might agree to sharing a restaurant table during a company team building exercise but I’m pretty sure that the negotiations associated with setting up a human being manufacturing joint venture would not fall within his area of competency.  I think legally and biologically he was a man but having grown up in a household of six brothers I could pretty easily say that there was something missing.  Basically, he was spiritless.  He was whiny and preoccupied with all the things that were wrong with the world.  Listening to him it sounded like what he didn’t like was people living their lives the way they wanted.  Apparently, he had better things for them to do than raising their families and trying to enjoy their lives.  He had all kinds of restrictions he wanted them to embrace.  He had things he didn’t want them to eat, ride in, live in, buy, sell, heat their houses with, cool their houses with, cleaning their bodies and carrying their groceries with.  It was a remarkably comprehensive list of things that would cast them back to the eighteenth century.  But most importantly he desired them to stop having children, or if they must, limit it to one child.  I think his fondest hope was to bring the world population down to zero within his lifetime.  In other words, he was a very sad little man.  And remember this was a guy who held down a job.  Granted, he was a drone who guarded his tiny clerical turf as if he were Tsar of All the Russias but he got up most days and showed up at his desk to annoy dozens of people a day.  Within his circles I think he was a rock star.

Compare that to the mental defectives that are holed up in Seattle and Portland living in tents and defecating in public parks while harassing people trying to earn their daily bread.  These are people who deserve to be studied carefully with the object of finding a solution to their problems.  I am of the opinion that legislation should be written and passed to set up a game preserve somewhere in the Pacific Northwest that can be surrounded with a sixty-foot-tall electrified fence like the one they put around the T. Rex enclosure in the Jurassic Park movie.  The preserve could be stocked with soy beans and almond trees and these very weird people could be allowed to live out their horrifying lives without harming actual human beings.  I would even be willing to pipe in potable water and provide them with all the camping gear they needed.  Hell, I’d even throw in clothes and medical supplies if it meant never having to let them back out into the real world again.

But I’d like to go beyond these fruits of the problem and also look at the cause.  I’d like to gather up all the intersectionality and gender studies and multicultural and ethnic studies faculty at all the colleges and catapult these geniuses over the fence into Woke World.  Most of them probably would survive the flight.  I think.  If not I’m sure they’ll be celebrated by their disciples.  They might even bury them.  Although that is a lot of work and those people really aren’t big on work.  Anyway, we should put them all in there, add them to the zoo and give them the perfect laboratory for their utopian theories to play out in.  Why it would be paradise on earth.  I’d give them about three months.  After that the hierarchy they’d set up would begin the reign of terror and eventually the cannibalism would reduce the population to just a handful that would peter out to zero within a year or two.

Maybe you think I’m being ridiculous but actually these people have broken the social contract and want to destroy the country that has provided them with material wealth and living conditions undreamed of by the majority of the world.  Now granted, it’s embarrassingly located in their parents’ basement but such ingratitude deserves a fitting punishment.  Forcing them to live with the idiots that believe what they believe is poetic and every other kind of justice.  And it would be an object lesson to the rest of the intelligentsia that doesn’t like how we want to live.  That’s my idea of a two-state solution.

No Time for Mourning

We find ourselves in a very strange place.  By we I mean the people who grew up in “the America that was.”  We remember a wonderful place that was almost a heaven on earth.  That’s not to say there weren’t innumerable problems and all manner of divisions between people but the great majority of its citizens were happy to live under the laws and customs that had existed for generations and wanted their children and grandchildren to do the same.  Prosperity and normalcy were the rule and the exceptions could be handled by the safety nets and agencies that steered people and activities in the directions that led to stability.

All of that has been swept away.  Not only is normalcy and prosperity gone but it is vilified by a great number of the young.  The new ideal is dependency and minimalism.  The government will provide you with a pauper’s wage and you will subsist on it and no more.  No thought of thriving and producing a family.  In fact, family is an evil.  Children are a plague on the Earth in its fevered state.  Better to live in your parent’s basement and play video games and wait for death.  Everything about “the America that was,” is anathema.  Her founding, her prosperity, her victories and fantastic creations.  All of them are fruits of evil and must be renounced and abandoned.  And we are told that it will only continue to move in that direction until a solid majority believe these things and vote in leaders who will make this the permanent opinion.

Whether this is true or not is still unclear to me.  It seems strange that the children and grandchildren of free men would degenerate so quickly that they would be willing to grovel at the feet of thugs and madmen.  But I will have to say there does seem to be a whole lot of spineless Americans abasing themselves and whining about the sins of their fathers.

Well, it is what it is.  Maybe the cultural Marxists have won, maybe they haven’t.  But the important thing to realize is that we will spend a good part of our lives living in the New America.  Even if over the course of several decades we finally vanquish the Marxists and restore constitutional government to the USA, in the interim we are living without those basic rights.  And in this new place you can’t live a good life by playing by the rules.  Sure, you can manage to make a living if you kowtow to the new gods of wokeness but you’ll have to leave your self-respect behind.  You are going to have to think long and hard and decide what you can do to carve out a space that includes being a man.

I’ve written a number of posts highlighting what sort of things we need to do to hold onto the important things in life, the normal things that are threatened by every action of the Left.  We need to protect our children and provide education and the truth about their world to give them a chance to thrive.  We need to provide our own avenues for free association with other people who think the way we do.  All these things are part of the new way of life.

But none of that can start until you finally admit to yourself that the old world, the America that was, isn’t coming back any time soon.  Until you admit that you will still cling to the idea that your first and second amendment rights will be honored and you have the freedom and the right to speak your mind and that Americans will rally to defend their freedoms and the government will listen.  After what the Supreme Court did this summer it’s hard to believe there’s anyone left who thinks the Constitution is still the law of the land.  Except for President Trump and a few loyalists, the entire federal government and half the states are run by globalists who have no interest in honoring the Constitution.  So, wake up and see things as they really are.

And that brings me to the title of this essay.  The loss of the finest republic that ever existed is something worth mourning.  A horrible crime was committed.  And it happened because the elites that have always run this country wanted it to happen.  And so, when I say there’s no time to mourn what I mean is you’ll have to mourn on the run.  Because there’s no time to sit there and feel sorry for yourself.  Maybe you wanted to retire and enjoy your old age.  But now you have to help your kids and grandkids survive the insanity that we see on every side.  COVID lockdowns and roving bands of looters and propaganda on every channel and every webpage is surely not what we had.  We were given better and we owe these young people help in any way we can to survive and thrive in this bizarre landscape we find ourselves in.  And we can do it too.  In a way we’ll be modern day pilgrims searching for freedom inside the belly of the beast.  We don’t have new continent to flee to but this one is pretty big and surely, we can carve out spaces for ourselves and our families to enjoy the things that we used to take for granted when it was the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Thriving in the Era of the Woke Revolt

Several voices on the Right have raised the analogy of what is going on in the West and in America particularly as akin to how the European civilization in the Iberian Peninsula (current day Spain and Portugal) had to survive the Moorish conquest and then reconquer their homeland back.  Now the fact that the Moors occupied it for almost eight hundred years (711 A.D. to 1492 A.D.) does put a bit of a damper on the party if you try to draw too strict a comparison between the two things.  I don’t think anyone would want to hear that twenty-five generations of Americans would have to endure being lectured on how many genders there are and which pronouns you are allowed to use for the man in the sundress.  Far from it.  I have no doubt that the insanity that is currently taking place will bring about its own correction.  The levels of insanity on display will complete the polarization of our population into the sane and the insane.

But what is true is that there will be large areas where the insane will run things.  Look at Seattle and Portland as examples of what it looks like when the lunatics get control of the asylum.  And those are just the most egregious examples.  Most of the large urban centers in this country have devolved into a hostage standoff where the urban poor and their woke co-conspirators are in constant negotiation for whatever ransom they can extort against the lives and livelihood of the middle class who are trying to exist in the constantly deteriorating conditions of these cities.

That will go on for a very long time.  The good news is that you don’t have to be a part of that.  In the future you will learn to navigate around the crazy people and the places they rule.  And that includes the companies they run.  Sometimes that means you will avoid working for or with the truly insane.  Maybe instead of working for Google you will find an IT department that’s more interested in your skills than your politics.  Or maybe you will decide to work in the “belly of the beast” anyway despite the oppressive environment and survive by living clandestinely.  Either way you will hone your skills as an inhabitant of the checkerboard landscape that is present day America.

The first thing to do is stop denying that it exists.  No one is going to snap his fingers and bring us back to fifty or a hundred years ago.  The crazies and the elites have struck a bargain and the crazies were given ownership of the schools, colleges, churches, courts and the HR departments of all the major corporations.  In exchange, the elites were allowed to offshore all their industries and import enough cheap labor to take care of whatever jobs were left.

Once you acknowledge where we currently are, you can begin to adapt to your environment and then thrive in it.  Situational awareness is very important.  Never play to their strengths.  Unless you have an armed bodyguard of special forces men you probably shouldn’t show up at an antifa rally in Portland, Oregon and declare your political beliefs.  If you want to start a fraternal society then make it a religious society that has protected status that can’t be shanghaied by social justice warriors and turned into the next Boy Scouts.  But be sure not to do it in a blue state.  In those areas everything will have to be on a clandestine personal basis.  And a personal basis is the best way to live your personal life anyway.  Know your friends and spend your time with them.  And it doesn’t even have to be your next-door neighbors.  You can make friends on-line and enjoy that experience too.  A shared point of view makes a good basis for association.  Nowadays free association only exists on a personal basis but you can make that work very well for many of the interactions you can choose to have.  This website is a perfect example of free association.  It’s very unlikely that Leftists would want to spend much time here since they’re not interested in the things I like and disagree with more or less 100% of what I believe.  Whereas people who hold similar beliefs with me will feel as though they belong here.  By congregating here we get to spend time with like minded individuals and also pass information back and forth.  Some of it is trivial like a book or a movie that’s interesting.  But maybe one day you hear about a job opportunity or a place to live or a politician that’s helping our side.

And then there are business opportunities.  Think about it.  Opportunities abound to provide cultural and entertainment choices that currently don’t exist for normal people.  A world that’s growing tired of woke comedies that aren’t funny and strident feminist superheroes that aren’t exciting might be a good market for someone repackaging (or curating as the hipsters now say) old books and movies for young and old alike.  Vox Day is doing that with his book and comic book publishing business.  And several other writers are separating themselves from the hyper-liberal publishing companies and producing normal reading material.  And with the technology changes happening in video it might even be possible for movies to be produced outside of the Hollywood studio system.  With on-line businesses becoming so dominant a network of right-wing people might open up business niches that are currently going unfulfilled.

So what have I been trying to say?  Basically I’m saying we’re living in a complicated world that has some very dangerous and dysfunctional areas and people in it that will be there for the foreseeable future but that with the right strategy they can be effectively bypassed to allow you and your friends to live your lives the way you want.  That’s pretty good news.

Long live the Reconquista!