Predicting the End

Radix Journal has a lot to say about the end. The end of American military hegemony, the end of men, the end of Europe, the end of civilization, the end of the world, the end of Americanism, the end of the golden days, the end of conservatism, the end the end the end. In a way, it keeps with Richard Spencer’s half-joking goal of making Radix come off (at least to newcomers) as a website of the radical left as opposed to the radical right. If one goes to Adbusters (the anarchists behind Occupy Wall Street), there too you can find endless discussion of the end: the end of consumerism, the end of apathy, the end of childhood. There is a lot of overlap between Radix and Adbusters as well, believe it or not, Adbusters talks about the end of western civilization as well.

Meanwhile, neither National Review nor Harper’s talk much about the end. They talk much more about the next election (whichever one that might be), which is something that is talked about very little on either Radix or Adbusters. This serves as a good example of the horseshoe theory, which claims that both ends of the political spectrum curve and begin to approach one another, making radicalism of the left and right more related than either is to its centrist version. It is worth keeping this in mind while observing that the center is moving along squabbling amongst itself, while each extreme can’t stop talking about the end.

Why the end? The answer comes with noting the only “end” the center has considered for the last 25 years: Francis Fukuyama’s The End of History thesis. In short, Prof. Fukuyama claimed that with the end of the Cold War came the end of history itself — in the Hegelian sense. In the realm of fulfilling man spiritually, democratic capitalism had vanquished its last foe, and from here on out it was about fine-tuning the system. All big questions were answered, now it was just a matter of getting the policies right. It is not difficult to understand why the mainstream fell in love with this idea.

For everyone outside the center, the thesis served as a kind of terrifying joke. It is easy to dismiss Prof. Fukuyama and his believers as suffering from presentism, as many have, and it is easy to mock his neoconservatism, as many have. However, there is also a sense of yearning in both Radix and Adbusters for Prof. Fukuyama to be proven wrong in one fell swoop, for something inescapably fantastic or horrific to happen very suddenly that would inarguably render the argument mute. After all, for those who hate democratic capitalism, what could be more unsettling than suspecting it was invincible? An eternity of alienated labor, enforced multiculturalism, bourgeoisie exploitation, and last men.

And for that to possibly be the case, it would of course have to mean that certain axioms of each extreme were untrue. It would turn out that the internal contradictions of capitalism are, in fact, sustainable. It would also mean that the races of mankind were created more-or-less equal. This in turn forces each extremist to ask himself, “for how long?” How high does the rising tide of color have to get in the United States before things will fall apart, or Richard Lynn will be proven wrong? How long does capitalism have to last before it cannot be said that its fall is inevitable?

What anxiety-inducing questions for a dedicated outsider, no? Hence, the eagerness to jump at any sign of the end, because with the end, comes the new. With this comes endless proclamations about the death of neoliberalism, and ritualistic reminders that immigration will irrevocably change the demography of the country. So too come desperate attempts to envision a new world, one that would exist outside of the present, and go beyond the present’s stranglehold on the imagination. On the one end, the Charles Martel Society offers sizable incentives for writing on the prospects of creating a new, all-white nation. On the other end, Jacobinmag will invoke the television show “Star Trek” over half a dozen times in an essay discussing what a socialist future may look like.

In short, the prospect that it’s Prof. Fukuyama’s world, and we’re just living in it, is sufficiently terrifying to some, that they shout “the end” when anything seems amuck, while simultaneously mustering up critiques of the world that are in large part daydreams.

Originally published by Chronicles on April 22nd, 2014

Predicting the End

In the News

Let us take a look at the news:
In Italy, gay Catholics feel the “Francis Effect”Washington Post
Secret Service Pulls Agents from Detail for DrinkingNew York Times
9 Air Force Commanders Fired for Cheating ScandalABC News
Armed pro-government militias wreak havoc on Venezuela protestsFOX News


Well, let’s try headlines from news sources more on my end of the spectrum:

200+ Blacks Riot, Attack Whites (and Blacks!!), and Target Businesses for Theft in Louisville: City Leaders Declare Real Crime is Noticing Rioters were Black PeopleStuff Black People Don’t Like
Stripper turned minister claims rapist demons make you gay  – via
Deputies: Owner Sprayed “Go Back to China” at Her Own Coffee Shop – via American Renaissance
Christie deftly defends appointment of Muslim Judge at RJC meetingThe Daily Caller

No luck there either. There is a great deal of news out there, and most of it bad. With all this news, comes a temptation to simply find a way to enjoy civilization’s ride southward in one way or another. In the early days of Alternative Right, their blog had the “STIHIE” feature with great regularity, which stood for “So This Is How It Ends.” When contributors to that site bumped into something sufficiently monstrous and decided there was nothing else to do but laugh about it, it went the way of STIHIE. If memory serves, this is how I first learned about the popular rap song, “It’s Free Swipe Yo EBT.” A more recent example of trying to laugh at the whole train wreck is Fred Reed’s charming write-up, “A Sozzled Apprehension of Politics.”
In going over all of this with a co-worker, he reminded me that Friedrich Nietzsche believed men who read newspapers to be foolish, and that there was more value in reading a book on the Crimean War than the latest news bulletin about Crimea. Undeniably, staying informed to one degree or another is important, lest we end up as ignorant as those who Occupied Wall Street not so long ago. However, and at the risk of receiving an unamused rejection from the editor, what if for one week instead of reading the news, we read something a bit more permanent? When was the last time you read Flannery O’Connor’s The Life You Save May Be Your Own? How about Sir Walter Raleigh’s The Lie? Should you want to tackle an entire novel and lack inspiration, Taki has written a list of his favorites, and the Rockford Institute has an impressive list of important works as well.
And of course, should you truly feel the need to squeeze in just a little bit of news and commentary, I highly recommend Chronicles.

Originally published by Chronicles on March 31st, 2014

In the News

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

Catholicism’s Coming Change

One of the more unfortunate divisions within the ranks of the unauthorized, or “dissident,” right here in the United States is the split between Catholics and racialists. The details and personalities behind this are not worth going over, as they are both understood and still sensitive. Regardless, the folks at Crisis and the folks at The Occidental Quarterly too often talk over and around one another, when they share so many of the same enemies — and may well suffer the same fate at the hands of said enemies. Interesting exceptions to this can be found here and there, James Kalb being likely the most interesting and thoughtful of them, but on the whole the two groups seem to interact very little, and to their own detriment. As I am young enough to not have taken a side yet, consider the below a token point, that both groups can agree on, and perhaps use to begin talking once again.

Everyone is aware of the massive demographic change the U.S. will soon go through, and with that news has come much discussion about how this or that will change because of it: cities, public transit, politics, the armed forces, etc. However, one topic that seems to have evaded this list is Catholicism. As America goes Mestizo, the Catholicism of Latin America will begin to overtake the more Polish, Irish, and Italian flavors of Catholicism that our country currently has.

The first sign of this will be when public images of the Virgen de Guadalupe become more common than the Virgin Mary, likely already true in parts of the Southwest. Then the former will become a kind of cheap pop symbol, or even a gang sign — wait that’s already the case. But a true appreciation for Catholicism’s fall will only come when every Sunday school student in America is familiar with Jesus Malverde — the patron saint of drug dealers.

While there is no historical proof that Saint Malverde ever existed, it is said that he was a Robin Hood-like outlaw who wandered Northern Mexico in the late 19th and early 20th centuries until his final, and heroic, demise at the hands of the law. In the hundred years since, he was dubbed a “narco-saint” and various miracles were said to be his doing, and these days he is apparently unironically prayed to by drug dealers in Mexico. While not currently recognized by the Catholic Church, that could change, and even if it does not, Mexicans seem to consider him a saint anyway; and once Americans and Mexicans become more or less the same, there is no reason to believe “we” won’t worship him in a few decades just as “they” do now.

The increasing legality of marijuana makes this possibility all the more likely, after all, if there is nothing wrong with weed, why not have a saint for the stuff? In Mexico, there is already a beer named after him, meanwhile here in America high-end fashion designers have taken a liking to him, as have (of course) liberal playwrights. I first learned about him while standing in the foreign film section of my local library, where much to my surprise there was an entire shelf dedicated to low-budget and untranslated Mexican action movies, featuring a Jesus Malverde trilogy. Why, if anything will keep Señor Malverde out of the churches, it will be his hipness.

Rest assured, the decline of America’s genetic stock will come with it a decline in America’s churches. Whether or not you believe one to be more important than the other, they are connected, and like zeks who have been tied together by their captors, when one is shot and falling, the other will soon follow.

Originally published by Chronicles on March 11th, 2014

Catholicism’s Coming Change

Pornography and the Left

I was living in Chicago when the very unsurprising news broke that Jesse Jackson Jr. was going to prison. The allegations of his corruption and theft had been mounting for some time, and given that his truly loathsome father was the reason he was in politics at all, the actual headline announcing his stepping down from congress did not raise even one of my eyebrows.

The real news was when Mel Reynolds announced he would try and replace the now completely disgraced son of good fortune. After all, not quite twenty years earlier, Jesse Jackson Jr. had replaced Mr. Reynolds when he was convicted of sexually assaulting a 16 year old that worked on his campaign.

However, Mr. Reynolds did not make the cut, and I left Chicago and forgot all about the matter. Then of course he made headlines again, having managed to get himself deported from as lawless and backwards a country as Zimbabwe – with some “pornography” charges (that were eventually dropped) to boot. Admittedly, this “news” demonstrates more that the media has to be reporting on anything and everything at all times than anything else, but it reminds me of a connection that has been floating around my head for some time.

The left, for all of its moralizing, has a curious obsession with pornography. In the case of Mr. Reynolds, though the charges were dropped, I have no doubt that the allegations are true of his possessing pornographic videos and images on his mobile phone – is it hard to believe that a man who slept with a teenager would be interested in such material? But this latest embarrassment of a small-time Windy City black crook is just a small example of a broader trend.

The infamous left-wing agitators at Salon, in addition to calling everything under the sun racist and sexist, reporting on the latest micro-aggression directed at a homosexual, etc. also regularly feature articles on pornography, and almost always in a positive light. Likely the site’s most infamous piece from last year was “White supremacy, meet black rage”, published shortly after George Zimmerman was found not guilty (I will leave it to your imagination what it was about). I recall hearing about this piece at the time of its release, going onto Salon to read it, and finding a sidebar that listed the site’s most popular articles, with “The best of Tumblr porn” sitting right at the top. Apparently, today’s lefties want their Cultural Marxist calls to arm and their “best of guides” for porn in the same place, even if the readership seems to have a much stronger preference for the latter.

Indeed, a few months later the author of “The best of Tumblr porn” wrote a follow-up called “The best of Vine porn” that opened with the line, “”You guys are pervs — and I mean that in the most complimentary of ways. Thanks to you, my piece “The best of Tumblr porn” has been sitting on Salon’s most-read list for more than two months.” A quick search of the site reveals plenty more similar gems: “Turning orgasm into art,” “How to take the perfect naked selfie,” and on and on and on.

The fact that the immensely popular post about pornography was also connected to Tumblr is indicative as well. For those of you out of the loop, Tumblr is a social media and blogging website that is particularly well known for its progressive politics. Some have even pegged it as a breeding ground for the latest in bizarre left-wing identity politics: transethnic, otherkin, and what have you. Of course, in addition to that there is all of the aforementioned pornography, and the glorification of eating disorders and self-mutilation. Who would have ever guessed that such progressive people seem simultaneously obsessed with masturbating and harming themselves?

Even “Libertarianism Inc” as Vdare calls it, is not immune from this overlap. John Stagliano, better known as “Buttman,” is a porn godfather of sorts, having founded the very popular company “Evil Angel,” and just so happens to be a sizeable financial backer of both Cato and Reason. Apparently Mr. Stagliano considers himself something of a libertarian, but I suspect he has never been sufficiently moved by anything Justin Raimondo has written so as to donate to the Rockford Institute. Presumably the donor dinners at the Ludwig von Mises Institute are devoid of Mr. Stagliano’s presence as well.

Many readers will not be surprised by any of this, but it is still worth knowing the concrete facts behind it all. The left always attacks “us” from the presumed position of having higher moral standards, and their obsession with pornography should be considered another arrow in our ever expanding quiver of rebuttals.

First published by Chronicles on March 6th, 2014

Pornography and the Left