Vox believes objective beauty is categorisable with reference to the 1-10 scale men use to rate woman. I generally agree but with the corollary that EVERYONE is affected by their own subjective perspectives. Just like everyone sees through a glass darkly with reference to God. Including Vox and me.
For this reason I have for decades stated that the scale is really at best a 1-9. Numbers above 9 tend to be affected by one’s subjective perspectives.
Claudia was never attractive to me. O je ti ely she is beautiful but in all honesty she has always left me cold. Vox rates her a 10 “objectively”. I give her an 8.5 at most.
Subjectively I can tell she is an 8-8.5 but if she came on to me at a party when I was in my mid-20s I doubt I would have bothered to take her home, and if I had it would have been merely been out of either boredom or curiosity to see if my appraisal that she would have been lacklustre in bed was indeed correct. It’s not entirely for science, but you know, research is research.
Here is Claudia at her best.
On the other hand, if I was at a party where Madeline was at the same hypothetical, I would most likely have approached her. And I am perfectly aware Madeline has an irregular face (asymmetry to a degree is attractive to me even if it supposedly detracts from classical beauty standards) and probably on an objective e scale is only a 7, but personally I rated her a 9. And here she is:
Now, as I’m doing this on my phone, irritatingly, the poll button is not an option, but I am curious as to what the readers think.
There are plenty of images of both women on the internet, some without any clothing at all, so feel free to investigate, and then leave a comment as to whom you find personally more attractive.
This very unscientific and statistically almost insignificant research does not in fact have anything to do with rating women, but rather with how men do so.
As a general criteria, feel free to also explain why you find one more attractive than the other.
I have written on this before here, so it’s not news, but
take a look at this
, it’s really worth the few minutes it takes to read it.
Honestly, as I have said before, AI is really nothing more than the computer in Alpha Complex in the pen and paper RPG of
Paranoia.
It literally has the same make up.
For those of you who don’t know, Paranoia is a role playing game designed to be funny as well as extremely murderous on the player characters, which is why each player gets six clones of his character. Several will die even before the adventure begins.
The premise is that humans went to live underground in the aftermath of nuclear war. Or possibly before a nuclear war. And in any case the entire underground complex, called Alpha Complex is run by a schizophrenic computer overlord that will euthanise people in a whim. Or for being mutants or part of a secret society. Every player is both of course.
Ratting on a fellow player makes you a hero and foiling any perceived threat earns you brownie points with the computer. You climb the ranks by getting higher in the colour chart that follows the colours of the rainbow in ROYGBIV mode. But above it all sit the Ultraviolet high-programmers. These are people who actually program the computer and since each one has his own agenda the computer is a mess of contradicting elements, producing the quasi random results one gets.
And it matches current AI performance on a pretty much 1:1 ratio so far.
But hey…
Trust the Computer, citizen. The computer is your friend.
I have spent about 2 days “arguing” with Catholics that hold to the Cassiciacum Theory of Sedeprivationism… And I can only think back and commiserate with Aristotle. He did say in essence, that some people simply cannot learn from facts. No matter how clear the information before them, their (tiny, weak, shrivelled walnut sized) minds cannot be informed by fact. Only emotion.
For someone that has a high IQ and a definite touch of Asperger’s (but who doesn’t beyond about 130 IQ?) the concept is about as opaque as it gets.
I have met it head on countless times. Perhaps the best example was a store keeper who was possibly the most honest man I ever met, but he simply could not grasp the concept of square meters. This was a problem because recording how much work was done by each man on site was one of his duties, aside from making sure materials were not stolen from the store room.
He was in his late teens and doing night classes to try and pass the seventh year of elementary school. And as I say he was probably the most genuinely honest man I ever met.
I spent a week, patiently, at the end of each work day to try to help him understand the concept. I drew diagrams. I sketched the area of a square by hashing it in one direction then the other. I tried to just make him memorise the formula for the square, rectangle and didn’t even try the triangle and God forbid the circle.
It’s not that he didn’t want to or didn’t try. He just could not.
The difference with him was that he was humble and accepted his limitation. I gave him a raise and made him the store keeper of the electrical firm, where all materials were measured linearly only and the work progress was measured from the material each electrician took for the day.
Sadly, the modern form of idiot (IQ 0-25) has no such redeeming qualities. They are certainly not humble, the lack of fathers with thick hands in their life having deluded them into thinking they are very bright and special unicorns, and even worse, they are not honest at all and will do any one of the 11 things that deceivers do to try to avoid being nailed to the wall by facts, reality and truth.
What remains a completely unfathomable thing for me is how these “people” operate.
They will literally deny reality when it stares them in the face.
But you know when they will not?
When physical pain is involved.
See, that store-keeper? You could have tortured him to death and he would no more have known how to do square meters than my cat.
These other more modern versions however? Thanks to some 4 decades or so of martial arts, I had PLENTY of opportunity to test people’s supposed “limits” of IQ by the expedient means of causing them direct, instant, physical pain.
And lo and behold, even if you had not mentioned AT ALL the logical solution to their supposed lack of ability to understand, two punches in the mouth later, they had figured it out flawlessly. It is something I observed for a very long time, and refined my observations over time so that now I can essentially sense when someone is genuinely limited in capacity of understanding and when someone is instead (for a variety of reasons) clinging to what deep down they know is a faulty premise.
Sadly, most of the time it’s a sort of unholy blend of the two. They KNOW they are not being completely honest, even with themselves, but they are also influenced by the last 50 years of unicorn specialism they have been cooked in, as well as the total absence of the formal teaching of logic or how to use some basic common sense.
But the basic problem is that the idiots have been allowed to reproduce. And the safety and ease of life they operate under, thanks to their better ancestors and men who actually DO stuff, they continue to head us towards Universe 25.
It is absolutely imperative then, that as a man, you do the following, at a minimum:
Learn to reason. Your ego doesn’t matter. Your feelings don’t matter. What other people think of you rarely matters. Learn to do math. Statistics, probability, sets, ratios, percentages, and at least basic algebra and trigonometry. It matters. It will help you learn to think more objectively.
Learn at least the basics of Logic.
Learn the basic principles of Roman Law. Which differs vastly from Anglo-Saxon legal systems, which are closer to the Talmud, in their way of operating by looking for a loophole in the legalities. Roman Law operates on the basic premise of logic and justice. The law is to serve justice on Earth, not a shield to protect you from consequences.
If you can do those three things, you might at least want to look into Catholicism, which means looking into 1958 Sedevacantism, as we are the only people actually following Catholic dogma left on Earth.
If you only read three books, let them be The Crusades, The Great Siege, and God’s Battalions. Of course, you may also want to read my own works, The Face on Mars, RTCC, Believe and Systema.
If you do read at least the three books I did not write, you will have an already very different understanding of the world, far closer to reality as it is instead of what you have been told repeatedly for years it “should” be.
If you also read the next four, you will have a grasp of reality that will be difficult for you to let go of, and that will help you immensely at seeing the next cloud of lies they throw at you for precisely what it is.
And I really need to try to curb my wish to educate the uneducable (in reality I don’t do it for them, but debating idiots is a sort of spectator sport. Although… I should at least sell tickets, to make it worthwhile.
I call out the nihilistic losers that try to infect you with their own misery of soul and despair, like in the last couple of posts, the Hoe Math loser. Or those so ego obsessed they promote you killing yourself by injecting yourself with a genetic altering murder serum that has always ultimately resulted in the death of the test subjects for the last 30 years,
like Scott Adams did.
I critique the theorists who although capable in writing more or less at best report on the current dark state of affairs, as if anyone with a functioning brain cell left were still oblivious to the way things are, instead of helping foment a real change by actively doing and promoting physical results in the real world that push back on Clown World.
And I call out the impostors.
The frauds.
Because in a sense, all of the above are kind of frauds. Posing as some sort of alternative to the dystopia, but really, at best, making you either a member of yet another freemasonic style group, where you are both grifter and grifted at once. The creatures like Andrew Tate, who incidentally is a self-admitted gay man (not kidding, he said he would rather be with a tranny that looks like a 10 than a woman that is a 5 or 6. You suck on that “lady cock” all day Andrew, you prancing fag) who is also the actual face for his real handler,
Miles Sonkin, on whom you can read more about —as well as a bunch of other grifters— here.
Inevitably, as always happens when I point out some faker is a faker, the mental midgets that worship at their feet come out of the woodwork to tell me how I am just “envious” of the grifter’s suck-cess, beauty, manly manliness, wealth and their deep commitment to other men.
And then a few years down the line, or 20 or 30, they finally realise I was right all along.
And by now, I can sniff a bullshitter on the internet from three ionised electrons off my screen. All this “Day” guy has is a way of writing that is “catchy” if you have the mental aptitude of a 12 year old. He essentially makes “witty” metaphors and then strings them together
ad nauseam
. Actual information content approaches a singularity of zero.
It’s just all the tediousness of a smart-boi catchphrase on an endless loop.
It could be a subroutine by AI:
Write novel metaphoric catchphrases in a sequence that appears to relate to smoking, drinking, and sex but all with the implied promise of wealth happening as a result of reading these same catchphrases. Make it sound cool, and tell everyone they should aspire to this with every metaphor.
That’s it.
There isn’t any pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. The “mission” is to have you send him money for his catchphrase blender.
And hey, it’s your money, do what you want with it. And no I don’t care about YOU specifically if you choose to throw money at him. And no I don’t care if you choose to NOT throw money at me. I mean it’s nice if you do and I am grateful to my paying subscribers because all my posts are free and without a paywall, and by still sending me money they are telling me they appreciate my work here to the extent that they are happy to give me $80 a year or $8 a month.
I plan to reward those guys soon in a way that I hope makes sense, because they don’t have to or need to support me with their wallets, but they do. And they certainly help me have a little more time I otherwise would not have to post here and write on topics that interest me (and them) as well as produce a bit more useful stuff (like the olive oil – more on that later).
My concern regarding the frauds is two-edged:
It does bother me when con-men extract funds from naive but genuine people. It’s a kind of scavenger/vulture type of behaviour that thrives on human misery. Much like a lot of what lawyers do does.
I actually love the truth for its own sake. I seek it and as a result the Justice that it implies in a way that is instinctive and eternal. I have always said there are only two types of people on the planet. Those who love truth and those who do not. And those who do not, at varying degrees, are, necessarily, my eternal enemies.
So that’s it.
In a following post I will try to explain who instead I do admire, or at least, feel are positive influences in the world more than negative ones. But for now, dear reader, do try to at least see the grifters, frauds and liars for what they are. Because there is a veritable endless army of them out there, and we are like Leonidas and his 300 at the Hot Gates here.
So, don’t let up. Don’t misjudge or mischaracterise either, but when you see it for what it is, stab your sword right into the heart of these grifters and try to spread a little more truth in your actual world.
For the most part it is simply to not be a faithless theorist.
I pointed this out with The Tree of Woe guy in the previous post, I mentioned it in general terms regarding various substackers, posers and fakers that grift on the internet, and I do it generally in life by not associating with psychic vampires, the perennial doomers, nihilists and so on.
One of the main reasons I write, in fact why I ever took up writing in general was to share the beauty, mystery, joy, and essence of anything I found interesting, cool, or worthwhile doing, learning about, and so on.
In the course of my life, as a result of investigating things for myself, not worrying about what people think about me, or even what they think in general, I have managed to produce at least three rather comprehensive and complete texts on three separate and very diverse topics.
I think it’s pretty astonishing that
our human history
involves enough solid and undeniable evidence that our solar system was inhabited by rather advanced human/oids and that they had such a catastrophic war that nearly wiped out three planets.
But this is not to boast or humble-brag, about what a cool dude I am.
Who cares? I’m some guy on the internet to most of you, and although several of you have come to meet and visit and see me in the flesh and have I believe verified for yourself I am not a bullshitter in any respect, the reality is that for most people I remain just another random voice on a platform that is filled chock-full of theorists pretending to be tough guys.
Why just yesterday I think “John Carter” of postcards from Barsoom called me “such a tough guy on the internet” and that was just as a result of my making a comment about smokers that wasn’t even posturing about anything. But “John”
is
in fact an academic. He’s a nice enough guy, and writes well and some of the stuff he writes is certainly entertaining, but at the end if the day he’a still both faithless and a theorist.
He is also single and unlikely to ever have children. I certainly would not bet on him having any.
But let me highlight the exact attitude I rail against and despise and will
ALWAYS
piss on from a dizzing height:
Now, granted, maybe you can’t drive a Maserati and buy a villa in Aspen with YouTube earning he makes, but if he’s single and 40, he’s not exactly killing himself with work given he joined YouTube less than 2 years ago.
And I don’t know what his health issues are, maybe he injected himself with murder juice and his hypothalamus has indeed been destroyed. But from the information in his tweet it seems mostly like he’s stressed himself out over Covid.
He does say ONE trie thing though. He’s an adult adolescent. And you know who he can blame for that? Himself.
And literally no one else.
Whatever your situation in life you can choose to lie down and give up, or you can get up and fight.
I had two divorces. You think either was fun?
My first child was born when I was 42. Then she was kidnapped by her mother and kept from me for the next 9 years. I remarried for the third time at 48, and gained a stepdaughter. My next four children were born when I was 49, 51, 53 and 55, our last son being born just a few days ago.
I changed job, career and countries more times than I know off the top of my head. I do know I lived in 54 different homes because when I was 26 a woman I was with asked me how many homes I had moved into since I was born and back then I still had it all in my mind and I kept count since then.
Do you think all of that was always great fun?
I had armed people come to where I Lived intent on shooting me when I worked in close protection in South Africa and I still have no idea why.
I am not superman. And while I am unusually intelligent, according to the two IQ tests I took at around age 26 or 27, I assure you that I concur with the statistical evidence that people with an IQ over 150 are generally mostly unable to fit into normal society so well.
I was sick a lot as a child and didn’t have a particularly good constitution. If I had to say what quality I have that has allowed me to overcome and achieve as much as I did in the ways that I did I would say it is a blend of mostly three things:
Faith – even when I was briefly atheist, and certainly throughout my Zen-Agnostic phase that lasted most of my adult life, I always was at least a fatalist: regardless of the risk, if I deemed it worthwhile I went for it)
Courage – which was consciously developed from childhood on after a random event scared me to the point of being frozen to the spot. I was seven years old at the time and I swore to myself I would never be that type of person to be frozen by fear again. After that, anything that scared me, however carefully I might have approached it, I had to simply face. And by the time I was in my 20s I had several occasions to verify I would put my life in front of those of people or even ideals I cared for.
Perseverance – above all, this is probably the one quality most responsible for everything in my life. And it was probably innate, because perhaps other people would have been crushed by the upbringing I had. But giving up has never really been part of my psychological make up. It’s not always fun being that way either by the way.
My point is all this is again, not to brag, quite the contrary.
I was not born into money, and I didn’t really ever have much of a plan, other than being curious and following what I felt at my core mattered most. I turned down jobs, money, women and fame on multiple occasions for various reasons. If I was more able to compromise with people, life, or maybe even my principles in general I would probably be a far wealthier individual. Maybe even really stinking rich. But ask me if I regret any of my choices in that regard and my answer is a flat, not proud, not puffed up, not loud, but very simple: no.
Because my internal compass, good, bad, neutral, true, screwy, or not, matters to me more than anything else aside the people I love.
If I don’t have my own word to myself, what is the point of any of it?
And I simply cannot fathom as soulless a life as the hoe math guy, or the average YT grifter, or the Substack Theorists who blather on but don’t actually LIVE.
What the fuck are you even doing if you’re not making a bunch of children and trying to take over the zeitgeist of the current era so it sweeps away the pedovores running things once and for all?
It’s an impossible fight?
Sure. With that Hoe Math attitude it is.
With “John Carter’s” academia ramblings it is.
With that Kurtzy guy who rages against meritocracy while pretending to be “noble” when he is the very opposite of it, it is.
You know who doesn’t think it’s impossible, but also doesn’t think about it at all?
All the third worlders breeding like rabbits.
And you know who thinks it is perfectly possible, you just have to keep at it?
Unreasonable Men.
Those crazy fucks, eh?
Well, guess what? I’m nowhere near even the first guy who figured this out.
I’m just one of the crazy fucks who tries to live it every day.
I have been called crazy, emotionally incontinent, a psychopath, dangerous, a bastard and many, many, many, other things.
But you know what? I have always had friends, wherever I lived, that would turn up at 3 am to help you move a body. My children love me. My wife too (which is not to say that she doesn’t sometimes think I am a crazy bastard too, but so far she seems to keep coming round to realising maybe I really am not, and actually, maybe, just maybe, I am the sane one and I know what I’m doing and it’s the rest of the world that is completely fucking insane).
And sure, I may need to work my ass off until I drop dead of old age one day, if only to make sure my children have at least a decent start at changing the world to make it fit them even more so than I have for myself. But so what?
What else are you going to do with your time here?
Oh wait… whine about how at age 40 you’ll die alone and not even be eaten by cats because you’re too much of a pussy to even own one (of either kind)?
Fuck man, if that is what you choose for yourself you expect to get pity from me? Sympathy?
Listen: I wouldn’t use you for compost on my land, because that kind of weak-ass DNA might cause a pestilence on the vegetation.
And if you are a reader here, don’t you be one of those miserable nihilistic, faggots. In fact don’t even show up here as a happy-go-lucky theorist. If that is who you are lurk eternally.
This blog and my other work has connected me to some very real, very worthwhile people, several of whom I have met and become friends with in real life, face to face, not screen to screen. Those are the people who interest me. Those are the men that will build a world worth living in. Be one of those men or simply get out of my way and the way of such men.
I’ll prove it in a second using his own direct quotes, but I want to make an important point here, which is the effect, the result, if you prefer, of those two things intersecting and it is this:
You become a useless NPC. What do I mean by that? I mean you become pointless. Your entire existence becomes background noise. You might work as the head programmer in charge of creating the latest fake video proving the FBI is now run by an honest Indian and Epstein really killed himself, you might be the billionaire puppet-head of the latest AI singularity creation hedge fund. But you’ll still be an NPC. Your life will not have any intrinsic meaning. You’re tapestry on the wall of human history. You’re the smear of blood that depicts the hunting of mammoths. You’re neither the man who painted that, nor the man who hunted the mammoths. Because you didn’t affect, create or changed the tapestry. You
are
the tapestry. See the difference?
The man that hunted the mammoth changed human history. He might remain nameless and unknown forever, but
he
is the one that fed his children and saw to it you came to exist because of it. The man who painted the cave wall with the story recorded what happened. And it might have been the same man that hunted the mammoth or not. He too may remain nameless, but where he has not lied (unlike pretty much all the historians of the Second World War, who have in fact lied) he has recorded the reality of what took place.
You know who did neither thing? The paint.
And if you are a theorist without actual real faith, you’re the paint. Want some examples?
Take Noam Chomsky. Super intellectual lefty theorist. If you’re under 50 you probably have no idea who he is. Hell, if you’re over 50 you still might not. And that’s the point. For all his books, theorising, grandstanding, glorification, and so on, what has Noam Chomsky actually
done?
That mattered. That made an actual difference to anyone anywhere? Nothing. Literally nothing.
Now, make no mistake, he is an Ashkenazi Jew who has published (or ghost written, or had promoted, or had false pushed) some 150 books and you could argue he shaped the lefty narrative his tribe of anti-humans have been pushing for millennia. You might try to argue that he has shaped and woven the tapestry itself. But the reality is that Chomsky, Chomsky himself, has achieved nothing. He was simply the brush that someone else picked up to draw the story on that cave wall. And a brush is neither hunter nor painter/historian, he’s just a tool. An NPC tool. Noise in the background.
What I am trying to articulate here is something slightly similar to the core concept of the essay written by Václav Havel
The Power of the Powerless
. Except far more active in principle.
It is the reason not only that the Soviet Regime collapsed, but it was the reason Catholicism spread throughout the Earth, including secretly among Japanese Samurai that to all external appearances were never converted, but later inscriptions on their katanas and tachi’s hidden handles revealed they in fact had been.
Faith, whether in the Satanic worldly ruler of this Earth, as politicians, Hollywood actors and the Rothschilds of this world do, or in Jesus Christ being the King of Kings, matters.
And like it or not, there are only two sides and even the strip of no man’s land you think you inhabit as an agnostic is only an illusion and a temporary one at that.
Without practical ability in dealing with physical reality AND a faith based in the ACTUAL spiritual realities underpinning existence in this Universe, you might have coasted along before, in the last 50 years or so, having the appearance of a real person, a
player character
in the game of life, instead of the NPC cardboard cutout you really are, but at no other time in history, and certainly not in the coming future will you have that self-deluding luxury.
Without those two things, not only will you have a far worse situation than owing $475 to your plumber, because eventually, you will be reduced to a non-working toilet altogether, once the plumber has been eliminated or replaced by a loyal citizen point system before he can service your emergency.
Even worse than a non-working toilet, you will also not have an actual life. Only a facsimile of it. Oh it might be comfortable enough. Within your holding pen, you might be allowed to eat relatively well (if deemed useful) perhaps dress comfortably and have lots of toys (again, if you serve some useful function within the machine). Maybe even have decent sex (not for reproduction really, unless it’s to produce the next set of trannified child-sized sex toys for your masters). But you will not, in fact, have a life of your own.
While all of us are constrained by the realities of the physical world to one extent or other, your mental and ideological constraints are far more relevant to your inner world, your mind, your soul, your heart; or, if you’re imbibed in the parlance of current era, “your mental health”, than whether you are physically digging the ground to plant rice.
The worst thing that can happen to you is not that the would-be masters of the planet will hunt you down with robot dogs and armed drones. Nor even that they will try to nickel and dime you to death, and regulate and tax and legalise you to death by bureaucracy, which in any case is arguably worse than being hunted by robot dogs and armed drones, or at least, might lead to it once you fight back.
The worst thing is that you acquiesce. That you comply. That you bend over and lube up, because it’s easier than fighting what you assume is the inevitable rape.
And yet… if you build things in the real world, if you associate with others like you and me —or at least me, depending on who you are— you absolutely can build very resilient communities.
There is one more piece:
Fiat money. Fiat money has become a way to “resolve” all practical issues (buy it, hire it or pay someone to do it), and indeed a way to absolutely control life. No money, no clean water. No food. No medicine (though arguably that might be healthier for you than actually taking the “medicine” and certainly so when it comes to ANY vaccine).
So, whatever community you set up, the long term goals are as follows:
Ability to defend your territory and community
Alternative to Fiat money and digital currencies
Ability to produce lots of children in functional nuclear families
The ultimate weakness in all of what is left of humanity is an absence of faith.
Not the Jesus is my grape-juice drinking boyfriend that loves everyone Churchianity.
I might be the one doing it most publicly, but I am not the only one. So
join us
or create your own. Anything less than that means you are just paint on the cave wall.
And for those of you who wanted the details on the Tree of Woe lack of practical ability as well as lack of faith, as promised, here they are:
The Tree of Woe being a theorist.
He finally owns up to it pretty clearly.
No One is Stopping AI
You object: “No, Tree! That’s crazy, even for you. What the heck have you been contemplating?! We shouldn’t start building AI. We should
stop
building AI. Shut it all down. Hit the kill switch. Go full Butlerian Jihad.”
Listen, I feel you. I’ve read
Dune
, too.
I spent years of my life training to be a Mentat, only to wake up one day to find out my iPhone is a better writer than me. I drink 18 gallons of spice-infused coffee a day and still lose out to a broccoli-haired kid whose engineered a prompt to design new RPGs at a rate of 17d12 per minute. I neglected useful skills like “plumbing” in favor of a life of the mind just so that ChatGPT could remind me I owe $475 to my plumber.
The Tree of Woe having no Faith.
you need to read a relatively large chunk of his theorising about AI to get to the smoking gun of his absence of any real faith in anything (other than his theoretical theorising). It’s the highlighted sentence in bold I have emphasised.
Okay, fine. Let’s say the evangelists are wrong. Let’s say the doomers are wrong. Let’s say the skeptics are right. It’s all hype. There’s no superintelligence coming. No singularity. No machine god. Then what?
In that case, we’re probably just fucked.
There’s a reason my blog isn’t called
Contemplations on the Tree of Joy
. The West’s problems aren’t hypothetical. They’re real, they’re measurable, and they’re getting worse. Demographics are collapsing. Populations are shrinking. Aging curves are inverting. Fertility is plummeting. There aren’t enough young people to support the old. There aren’t enough workers to support the state. Every pension system is a Ponzi scheme teetering on the brink.
Debt is exploding. National debts. Household debts. Corporate debts. Unfunded liabilities as far as the eye can see. Every growth projection depends on assumptions that are already false. Every budget is fiction.
Cultural capital is depleted. Institutional trust is gone. Civic participation is anemic. Mental health is cratering. Loneliness is endemic. The churches are empty. The schools are failing. The cities are rotting. The governments are paralyzed.
The West, in other words, is running on fumes. And the only thing keeping it from stalling out completely is the hope that
something
will come along and restart the engine. Without massive GDP growth, we collapse under the weight of our own promises.
This is the stated position of Elon Musk—the most bullish technologist in the world. Musk has said it plainly: without radical increases in productivity, it’s over.
I have come to the perhaps obvious conclusion that accelerating GDP growth is essential. DOGE has and will do great work to postpone the day of bankruptcy of America, but the profligacy of government means that only radical improvements in productivity can save our country.
It’s also the stated position of Trump Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent. America’s only hope is to grow out of its debt.
And where’s that growth going to come from? Not from immigration. That’s already been tried. Not from printing money. That trick’s wearing thin. Not from revitalizing industry. We offshored that. Not from spiritual revival.
That requires something we no longer know how to do.
The only lever left is AI.
This post was originally published on my Substack. Link
here
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By SubStackSyncer | 31 May 2025 | Posted in SubStack
Canada is certainly trying to kill it’s citizens by every means possible. Euthanasia for all, including trying to pass it for minors, despite the “false checkers” trying to deny it.
Notice the headline
Vs. the explanation which is “well, it just hasn’t become law yet”.
And now:
Killing babies for more fun.
That’s the medical and political establishment in Canada.
Why there isn’t a popular revolution there is the question.
Personally, I am all for reducing the carbon footprint to ease climate change and stop chem trails by the extensive use of euthanasia for politicians all across the West.
As our fearless leaders, I think it is incumbent upon them to show us the way and get euthanised by their MAID system, or really any other method at hand, including diving head first in an industrial wood chipper.
This essay
is quite interesting if a little long-winded (says he of the 1800s style run-on sentences).
It is well summarised in its title and the first paragraph:
Instagram induced psychosis and female identity
I wonder how many people share the experience of wanting to have every single career in the world. You watch a ballet performance and want to be a ballerina, you see someone playing the harp and think it would be a wonderful instrument to learn, a video of a woman making bagels from scratch inspires you to learn how to be a world class baker, and a video of a model in Rome makes you wonder what you’d need to do to get that kind of figure and wear that kind of outfit. All of these different characters cycle through your head and you want to be everyone and consequently feel that you are no one.
In essence, that is what it’s like to live in the head of the average girl/“woman”.
As a man, it is tragically easy to see such behaviour as being the result of basically a low IQ. And while there may be
some
element of that involved, it really is
not
the primary or even relevant factor.
If you, as a man, see such behaviour and assume it means women are stupid, your life will be poorer for it, your relationships with them dimmer and one dimensional, and will usually end in catastrophic wreckage.
Of course, from a male perspective, such behaviour
is
indeed stupid.
Wait… what? You just said…
Calm down grasshopper. Enter the portal of Catholic wisdom and paradoxical thinking instead of the heretical Protestant binary thinking.
Both statements are true.
A
man
behaving that way is irredeemably stupid, immature and not worth much.
A
woman
behaving that way is mostly just a random Tuesday.
Why?
Simple. Their brains work rather differently than ours. They process things emotionally to a far higher degree than most modern men can even imagine, let alone be aware of.
If something
feels
good, they want it! And they want it
now
, for the most part. And not having it may
feel bad
and feeling bad is
bad
, so they may be upset at/whom whatever is nearest. Which may be
you!
But if
you
make them
feel
good again, then
you’re the hero
, and they
love
you! Until the next feeling.
What? You wanted an easy life?
Perhaps now you will understand why since about the age of 15 I coined this Zen-like aphorism all on my own:
Do you know what Paradise is like?
It is exactly the same as Earth right now and here, with only one difference: women’s brains work just like men’s.
It’s funny because you know it’s true.
But back to the troublesome girls.
Because in truth, it is
girls
who most “think” (emote is a better word) this way. Actual women, especially of the Catholic variety I described in the previous post, have mastered their emotions to the point they use them as inspiration, like wind in their sails, to carry them over the very real seas, including stormy ones, that life has in store for us all.
Their very resilience in the face of challenges that would often prove difficult for a man, is precisely due to their general biologically induced preference for emoting instead of thinking ahead and planning.
Taking care of a baby, at a practical level, is a lot of tiring and repetitive work of feeding, cleaning and cuddling. Unless you are a man that is unusually observant and has mastered the ability that I think hunters have most developed, which is to observe in silent contemplation and recognising and sensing things in the other from multiple perspectives, including empathy too, the task can be dreary.
Being able to emote, and be distracted by those emotions, can be a sort of survival mechanism. Even if the empathy level of women is generally non-existent, at a species level, empathy is not even relevant. The ability to keep going in tasks that ensure survival is.
Of course if those emotions go haywire or fall into a repetitive negative routine, that is when tragedy takes place, but men are prone to similar flaws, if of a different nature.
The point is that while at a general and purely practical level the emotions of women seem dysfunctional from the male perspective, they have biological functions and realities that are embedded in them at a core level of human survival. I explained the origin of this in more detail in the
TMOS series
at the OG blog.
Particularly in part 5 on marriage
which was most comprehensive, and
part 6 on women individually
.
It is those women who are most aware of their flaws as well as their real strengths —all of which are rooted in their femininity and not the current narrative nonsense of what makes women just as manly as men— who count the most, and who will usher in the only generation of men and women that will indeed uphold the root principles of justice, truth, beauty and a living and loving concept of God that goes well beyond our selfish, petty, weak desires.
Seek such women to marry (for life, as explained in the previous post) lead (which means being worthwhile enough of a man to be worth being led by) and breed with repeatedly.
While such women are indeed a minority, some can also be gently led there by a man that has mastered himself first. In fact, it really always was our duty to do so and not abandon them to their own devices.
On the other hand, I am certainly not one to tell you that all women can or even should be “saved”. Self-destructive idiots who think women need men “like fish need bicycles”, should be allowed to perish alone and without ever having propagated their obviously mentally and genetically inferior genetics.
Most people really are idiots, whether male or female, and while the village idiots have had the comfort of breeding unchecked thanks to the healthy and wealthy conditions active and valid men and women created over the last 80 years or so, that time is at an end.
Now the puppeteers will try to manifest an enslavement of society and everyone in it unprecedented in human history.
The foundation of this fight is spiritual and makes it clear that the Catholic dogma of this being a prison planet under the dominion of an eternal liar and psychopath is the most objectively correct model of reality. Our job is to be the Church militant whilst here on Earth. And again, such is what we see in truth if we can see but a little behind the appearance of the mere physical realm (but even that now screams out loud how things really are).
Do not fear, do not despair. Catholicism spread all over the world starting with four women and 11 scared men.
While it’s true the Vatican is currently filled with pedophiles, homosexuals, communists, freemasons and cocaine fiends, in short: Satanists all, without a single Catholic soul residing there, we still have enough 1958 sedevacantist clergy and laypeople to put us in far better a situation not only as we found it at the start of Christianity, but even a few hundred years later during the Roman persecutions.
So fear not.
As a woman, see the difference between being a slave to every emotional whim and using that as wind in your sails instead.
As a man, see, help, protect and cherish such women and teach your own daughters to become them.
While this starts out with a critique and someone else’s video, and a mild rant about why things are bad now, it ends by making something fairly obvious really clear to everyone, and it is the simple answer to actually creating the kind of West that we want.
I am not a particularly huge fan of Andrew Wilson. He talks a pretty good game and he seems to have a solid marriage and generally be what the boomers call “based”, however, in making his living he sort of promotes a stereotype of vapid OF girls, gold-diggers and so on. The Whatever podcast he appears on regularly is basically reality TV for “men”, and his knowledge of his “Christianity” is such that as an Eastern Schismatic he had no idea what the Haga Sophia is. Oh and he point blank refused to argue with me on the merits of Eastern Schismatics vs Catholic Sedevacantists. Which I suppose is fine since he calls himself an entertainer and political commentator.
I mean, sure there are worse people than him on the internet, no doubt, and he is sort of at least holding the line in some respect. Although his “Christianity” is more of a shield for the grift I suppose and I am not a fan of that.
All that said, this video he comments on the two women on for the first few minutes then segues away into child rearing and he does make excellent points in both cases, so take the ten minutes or so and watch it.
What is particularly interesting is the first part of the video where the two women are positively horrified at the thought that even nominally “Christian” men are basically avoiding pairing up with the likes of them and essentially turning away from any woman that is not ready, able and willing to be what for want of a better word, most Americans refer to as a “traditional” wife/woman.
Allow me then to correct a few basic principles, so that you may act upon the correct reality of things and not a cheap clone that malfunctions shortly after being “activated”.
The so called “traditional” wife is, and can only be, an ACTUAL CATHOLIC WOMAN.
This means a 1958 sedevacantist.
You do not have to believe me.
You do not have to like it.
You can insist on being wrong about this as hard and with as many false “facts” as you like, but the simple truth of the matter is that there are only very few societies that had an actual FUNCTIONING family relationship. And I use the term functioning rather loosely. Off the top of my head:
Ancient Romans – The man was the head of the household with literal power of life and death over wife and children. He could kill them and they would be considered merely disposal of his own property.
Feudal Japan – It was accepted that Samurai class types would have a mistress or more and a wife to bear him the legitimate children.
Ancient Greeks/Sparta – Not too dissimilar to the Ancient Romans
Imperial China (I believe. I am not as clued up on their history)
Now, many an intel would love to be in one of those systems, but personally,I would not. And I would guess most women would not either.
There has been only ONE religion where the following list of features applied:
Marriage has to be VOLUNTARY by bot parties, without coercion or any outside pressure on it taking place.
The marriage is for life without possibility of divorce.
The primary purpose of it is to make and raise children.
The woman is cherished for her role as mother, wife, and woman. Her duties, sacrifices and roles being well understood and her being protected, cared for and treated respectfully for it.
The man still heads the household.
The man has the absolute duty to protect and provide for his family and loved ones and to protect the innocent.
The concept of Just War, as well as defending of innocents absolutely allowed for violence to take place if needed, even pre-emptively. Self defence being a duty too.
The death penalty for certain crimes is dogmatic.
The rule of law is based on Roman Law. That is, the principle governs the law. A far superior legal system, where each crime is judged on its individual merits or illegalities, not based on case law. Murdering an old lady to steal her pension carries the death penalty. Murdering a pedophile caught in flagrante delicto, might not even constitute a crime at all.
The religious duties, dogmas and rules are all written down in one document, based on 2,000 years of success with this religion and the societies it created.
But as we are focussing on marriage and women, and children, there really is simply no other religion that has been as objectively valid and correct on marriage. Protestants were directly responsible for the very concept of divorce, which of course leads to sex before marriage (try before you buy) which then leads to sport fucking, which then leads to killing babies because they get in the way of sport fucking. So yeah, if you’re a Protestant, be silent. Your entire fake 40,000 versions of heresy have only served to secularise actual Christianity and then infiltrate it to the point that as of 1958 on we have not had a valid Pope or anyone Catholic presently in the Vatican at all.
But I told you I’d give you a solution right?
And here it is:
Reject all women who are not down to making a bunch of babies with you and staying married even if you become a nasty alcoholic (which should NOT be your aim in life, just to be clear). And of course, the same goes for you, you stay married even if she becomes a crack whore.
Some 80% of women are already not finding men to marry that they think are suitable for them and about 60% of them are likely to die alone, except maybe for the cats that will feed on their rotting corpse for days after they overdose on cookie dough and despair.
More than 50% of them will not have children apparently.
Some people think that is sad and a tragedy.
Being somewhat of a contrarian, I’m all for it. The stupids are self-selecting out of the gene pool.
Since I got married as a Catholic 7 years ago, we have had 3 children, one more about to be born possibly today, and unfortunately one miscarriage. And we started late. I am 55 and my wife is 43.
When we get together with two other Catholic families, I think we had 15 children a year or so ago and I think we are now at 18. Young Catholic families we know who all got married last year are all already on baby number one and probably soon working towards baby number two.
Ask me how worried I am that idiots who think the West is lost are not making a bunch of children. Or those who believe any number of heretical nonsense (which is their way to hold onto their personal views on “reality” because it suits their feelings, not because it matches observable reality).
Ask me how worried I am that the third worlders are the only ones matching us for number of children produced. Sure, it’s a little concern, but if you are a student of history you will know that the Crusaders often, regularly in fact, beat odds of more than 100 to 1 when fighting Muslims. I really don’t think much has changed in that regard despite all the modern technology. In fact it might be closer to 1,000 to 1 now.
It really doesn’t matter what you think.
It doesn’t matter what your theories on men and women are.
It doesn’t matter how much of a raging intel you might be.
The only thing that matters is that only those women willing and able to make a bunch of children with their chosen husband will make a difference. So those are the only ones you should be looking to wife-up.
They really are the best of women. I have yet to meet a properly Catholic wife that I don’t have the utmost respect for. They tend to be outstanding women. Capable in a way and to a degree of functionality under the most trying conditions that makes me literally be in humble awe of their female skills.
I am rarely impressed by the skill of most men at most anything. It does happen of course, my friend’s knowledge and ability with tractors. My dad’s ability with guns. Or my grandfather’s which was even better at it. Some men I have met who have some skill at a level I either don’t posses or in any case admire. Generally however, it is a single skill. With Catholic women I suppose you could reduce it to “motherhood” or “wife” but the reality is that both those categories include a veritable
cloud
of skills.
I often make the joke that what women mean when they say that they can “multi-task, unlike men,” is that they can screw up five things at once instead of just one.
However, with Catholic wives, which inevitably have more than four or five children (we have six now, and most have 7 or 8 and more on the way) their ability appears to me not exactly to be to multi-task, but certainly far above a mere singular endeavour. It’s more like holding at bay, or even directing, something similar to a tsunami, or a fog.
It makes me wonder if such a skill were transferrable and applied on a battlefield, how it would play out. I am also almost entirely certain that a woman would not be able to transfer that very ability, which is ultimately life-affirming, dedication, and self-sacrifice, into its diametrically opposite endeavour, which is the ending of lives in a military context.
But in any case, the point is:
If you do not hitch your wagon to anyone other than a properly Catholic woman, your chances of ensuring your progeny lives on, are greatly improved.
And yes, yes, I know all the issues:
Oh but there are so few of them!
Not true, go to where they are.
No but seriously, there aren’t any even in my country! Never mind City!
Great. Make one/some.
Oh but the courtship is so weird!
Deal with it.
Oh but [insert life is hard and chances of success are small variation on a theme here].
Yes it is. Yes they are. That’s the odds. And not playing only guarantees you too become just another faceless statistic.
Good Luck young man.
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By SubStackSyncer | 28 May 2025 | Posted in SubStack
Whenever one of us goes with 2, 3 or 4 of them somewhere, it is not uncommon to have people comment on us having “our hands full” when we tell them we actually have 5 and a 6th one any day now, they look at us for a few seconds as if we had just told them we landed from Mars and want to meet their leader.
After a few seconds they recover and say “Congratulations…(?)” unsure if to assume we are happy or insane.
The Zeitgeist of the Europeans is that more than 2, maximum 3, children is some kind of outrageous act, probably bordering on criminality against “climate change” or something. It has been beaten into them that kids are:
Expensive
Difficult
A sacrifice
And that life is:
Mostly meaningless
Devoid of any real purpose
All about the material wealth and comfort you can accumulate for yourself, and/or, at most, a few loved ones.
Nothing to do with a living, loving, God, and that the religion that has created the best societies is just a coincidence and nothing to so with being the best model of reality
And then if you
still
have kids you are to raise and discipline them by having long philosophical conversations about behaviour and being your friend and considering others, so that they become absolutely incompetent, spoilt brats without an ounce of resilience, persistence, or, ironically, any sense other than egoism bordering on narcissism.
When my wife moved in, rather suddenly and got pregnant, I got her a necklace with a silver heart on it. On one side it had the word DOG engraved in it, on the other it said BULLET.
It was a reminder of two fundamental principles of child rearing that though they sound extreme, encapsulate the core two things you need to do to raise children properly, and they are this:
Small children are not too different from a dog. They can sense your internal state. If you’re anxious they get anxious. If you’re scared they get scared. If you’re calm and relaxed and confident (and no you can’t fake it), they will be calm and relaxed and confident. They also respond to your tone initially more than your words, and if you want them to not (metaphorically, or even actually) shit on the carpet, you have to train them. The occasional smack on the arse is healthy and good and ensures the child knows certain lines are not to be crossed. Of course, if the parent does this out of their own emotional incontinence, and repeatedly or routinely so, instead of a conscious, unpleasant but necessary controlled and limited action, then the fact is simply that such an individual should not have had kids. Because he is too weak, stupid and emotionally unformed to be a parent. And THAT IS an epidemic.
The one thing a child needs most of all to grow up about as sane and healthy as it’s possible to be is the absolute certainty that his or her parents would without any hesitation, doubt, or delay, take a bullet to the head in cold blood for any child of his. And in fact not just that but happily be fed into a wood-chipper feet first too.
If you get those two things right, chances are your children will be fine.
My parents screwed a LOT of things up, but point number 2 was never in doubt, and that was enough for all of us.
The modern world is DESIGNED to lie to you about everything from the origin of the two world wars, the current wars, what FIAT money is and what it’s for and who controls it (and through it you), what is healthy or noxious for you, and worst of all, that children are a burden instead of a joy and that raising them involves being a producer of gold-flecked unicorn farts while you ride the rainbow of peace love, and universal harmony with people who look nothing like you and want to kill, enslave, or rape you, or all three.
You need to learn to figure out how men did what they did in the past and what is real, true and good, and what is a lie.
I mention a lot of different stuff both here and at my OG blog which in any case repeats whatever I type here but has years more posts on every sort if relevant topic.
Reading my work and books certainly saves you years, but the important point is that you do this, regardless of if you buy my books or support my work or not. Because the time is coming where only those willing and able to take a stand will count and make a difference on what evil powers and their human minions have in store for us.
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By SubStackSyncer | 27 May 2025 | Posted in SubStack
