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James J. O'Meara's avatar

"I wonder how many years it took after WWI concluded before people were able to look at the war objectively and consider the possibility that it was an ill-advised bloodbath that only benefited the people that didn’t participate in the conflict, but simply financed it and egged it on."

I was reading some stuff a couple months ago -- can't remember who or what, of course -- that started off an account of WWII revisionism by noting that WWI revisionism started almost immediately after the Armistice. There was a flood of info on the role of bankers, arms merchants and crooked or stupid politicians. That's why there was lots in interest in pacifism, treaties to end war, "isolationism" (as the warmongers called it) etc., and why "appeasement" (again, as the warmongers call it) was so strongly supported in the run up to WWII.

After that, the Powers that Be decided they needed to be more careful, and keep the propaganda running all the time, without a return to normalcy, which is why since 1945 "revisionism" has been a dirty word. It's an early version of the "believe the consensus" trope during Covid, or "all climate scientists agree".

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Joshua Allen Michael's avatar

I came to the full realization that I had been hoodwinked by every "side" I ever thrown my support behind during the covid hysteria in 2021. I was mortified by my lack of discernment and deeply ashamed. However, it didn't crush me psychologically. It helped to have had prior experience existing as a corrupt, lying, cheating piece of crap human being for the many years that I did. If you have stalked the Earth as a vampire, feasting upon the life force of more industrious humans than yourself, then, provided you aren't a complete psychopath wholly lacking in self-awareness, when it's your turn to get bit, you can better takes things in stride. For the first few months I was dating the woman who was to become my wife, I was a profligate philanderer. I justified my behavior to myself with a low-life, pedestrian rationale. Guilt compelled me to amend my ways and I allowed myself to fall in love with her. Later, after I had neglected her emotional and physical needs in favor of smoking weed and bitching about everything all the time, she took a lover. It hurt, but I UNDERSTOOD.

The point of all that personal exposition is that I understand why we have been deceived, manipulated, and assaulted by our overlords. We are just a resource for them. Think of us regular people as individual coolies and pack animals in a long train comprising an expedition led by elite adventurers headed up to an heretofore unexplored summit. As the expedition progresses the supplies will be consumed gradually and one by one, the coolies and pack animals who are no longer carrying their weight will become useless consumers, and thus totally expendable. That's what we are to them. They have a plan for the future and it simply doesn't include us any longer. By the time they need some worker class humans to rub their tired feet or satiate their carnal desires they will have figured out how to clone them. So their thinking goes, anyways. Whether or not they are smart enough to pull it off is another matter all together.

We aren't made of the grittier stuff our forefathers were to actually, literally fight these bastards. We are sick and effeminate. I include myself in this denigrating classification. I may be on the tougher side for a modern American man, being in my late 40s and still grinding out a living doing hard physical labor, but teleport me back 300 years and I'll be a shivering like a wet puppy shitting in a snowstorm. I have been completely isolated from my ancient Irish culture and am now thoroughly ensconced within an individualist mindset. There is a Free State movement here in New Hampshire which holds regular meetings and events in my area, but do I ever deign to attend them? No. I couldn't be bothered to, after a long day of cutting limbs and dragging brush into the chipper. I need my shower and stretching and thought-provoking reading, after all. I don't genuinely enjoy the company of most of my fellow Americans, in the end. I find them to be histrionic and overly emotional. The way they bray like donkeys whenever they get excited about a particular subject( which seems to be frickin' constant!) just plain irritates me. And I'm sure people like that don't care to share space with a pensive, introspective ideas-man such as myself. Probably think I'm weak and uncommitted. So, we exist thoroughly separated from one another.

I heard Rurik exclaim in one of his conversations(I don't recall which one) that he wasn't sure that modern humans were worth fighting for and saving from the clutches of our overlords. I don't like the way this makes me feel, at all, but I agree. We should make the attempt, nonetheless, however. If for no other reason than to be the frog which wraps his digits around the neck of the stork which is swallowing him. It's a great image. It used to be pinned up on a lot of office cubicle walls.

Take care, Stalkers.

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