In Case You Were Wondering

When I left the Heartland for Washington DC, a few people did warn me that I would find our capital city to be a bit strange. They could not have been more right. Below are a few notes on living in the heart of the beast.

— The city itself seems to perfectly encapsulate the vile alliance Sam Francis used to write about in which the cultural elites align themselves with the welfare absorbing and crime committing underclass in order to attack those in the middle. Within Washington DC there more or less only those groups of people: cultural elites and a black underclass. They live together and ignore each other as much as possible, likely both fantasizing about how nice it would be if the other weren’t around. On the rare occasions that the two overlap, the result is the worst of both, such as Marion Barry. Were it not for the innumerable buildings and monuments having to do with the Federal Government, one could almost be duped into thinking the city was in the developing world, as they too have homeless people sleeping outside of five-star restaurants, and seemingly no middle class. Given the practically immovable power of the cultural elites, and America’s demographic projections over the next several decades, one wonders if DC will soon spread…

— The bedfellows are strange. Not too long ago, AIPAC held its annual conference in DC (the biggest political conference in the country, by the way), and who went, and who did not, got quite confusing for me. Many libertarians friends invited me to this gathering of hawks, and for those of you who are surprised, I recommend opening up a new tab and Googling “Rand Paul Israel.” Meanwhile, a friend of mine who has been published on a few Dissident Right websites invited me to the protest. When I asked him if there was any right-wing group protesting AIPAC formally, he told me no, that he would be joining the ranks of Code Pink for the day. And what is Code Pink? Well, they call themselves, “a women-initiated grassroots peace and social justice movement working to end U.S. funded wars and occupations…”

— The decadence is real. For all the aspiring politicos in the city between twenty and thirty-five (and sometimes even older), college-style partying is an essential perk to Beltway work. Just as I recall being amazed in college by how many people would attend class under the influence, I am now amazed by how many “Directors of Social Media” seem capable of doing their job after copious amounts of marijuana. And, just as in college, everyone sleeps with everyone, and everyone is surprised when it blows up in their face. The winner-take all example of this are the “Homos and Hotties Dinners.” No, it is not a joke. Since so many prominent members of Libertarianism Inc are homosexuals, a group of them organized a monthly outing for them, and of course, straight men in DC who are looking to get ahead.

To quote from a book that has become obnoxiously popular as of late, but still serves:

I see now that this has been a story of the West, after all — Tom and Gatsby, Daisy and Jordan and I, were all Westerners, and perhaps we possessed some deficiency in common which made us subtly unadaptable to Eastern life.

Originally published by Chronicles on March 20th, 2014

In Case You Were Wondering

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