Bertrand Russell: with Liberals like this who needs cobras.
Bertrand Russell discounts Marxism by insisting it is about hating the bourgeoise. There is scant evidence of this but if it were true, and, how, Bert, would you know, i daresay you haven’t been on a lot of building sites, but were you right, I think it would be a brief hating, depending on how quickly the bourgeoise and the ruling glass got over their hatred for and fear of the working class. Why intellectuals overlook this undeniable and ancient truth, brought to us by Shakespeare etal is beyond me.
What grievance, tell me, do young white men have, in the world? That they did not invent for themselves? A personal whine. It’s not supposed to be easy: you are not being oppressed. Only your unmerited advantages have been challenged, at last, and yes, you are weak, but it is no-one’s fault but your own. It is true you will get busted, like Andrew Tate, for behaving like a caveman. Unless you are a Trump. But that is the extent, the apex of your manhood, because you crawled up, you did not grow up, in the pale shade of relativity. You never became a man. Even the word sounds fraudulent. “Be a man.” You are one, be you: though being you and not a statue is a recipe for disaster in this civilization.
You became a copy, and a poor one at that. So the constant need of heroes: Dads, bosses, Jesus, his dad. You never stood against the storm, you huddled in the basement of conceit. You pray in public so you can be seen praying. You have nothing that is your own. Sad.
There is a tradition of men not like these frauds. They are not around anywhere anymore. When Jim Brown passes they will be all gone. Mike Pence and Ben Shapiro will be left at the helm, odin help us. l, telling the ones who don’t know, what they don’t know either, but only guess at, or ape for the cameras and the subscribers of those who don’t know but only believe.
I knew a few when I was growing up. But they are gone now. Tate, as I said, fills a void that has been left in the absence of a deeper alternative. Boys need something growing up.
A friend told me the other day he went to watch his nephew wrestle. His brother, the boys father showed no interest. The nephew is 18. I thought, immediately, he doesn’t need his father there. That is mistaken gestural fathering. He needs to wrestle on his own. He is in the world alone. And it is a beautiful place. At 18. We learn alone. By 18 we should be venturing forth, finding our way. No gurus needed. No mentors. Why we need Petersons and Tates to give our grievances a local habitation and a name is the sickness. Alex Jones, Shapiro, Peterson. They are all right wingers. Younger than 18 the boy is in the garden, alone, making himself. Something must be weakening him to make Tate necessary. What is that? Thats where I’d start. I trained in kung fu. With a Chinese master. Learned how to walk, how to fight but more how to walk so I seldom needed to fight. Shapiro and Peterson can’t even walk. They are puny men with whom the Right wing identify. They are the puny Hitlers of the soul.
I admit it is hopeless. Not because of lost souls but because of found frauds. Andrew Tate is effective in his toxic jag because the rest of us left a hole for him to fill. Leaving shreds of belief to fill it.
He can claim to be superman because no-one is there to laugh at him. Kryptonite. Someone claimed he was a very talented public speaker, I would say he speaks like he fights. Fast and thoughtless, as fighters should be. This is now a mistook art of rhetoric, men love and women are trying. And I found Lex Fridman today, a ripe one if ever there was one, effective because he makes stupid famous, adulator of Musk boy, blaming government which even lefties know is a Mussolini game, in a democracy. And all those poor small fellas who blame anything they can for their impotence. Their precise unarrivedness is narcotized by changing the shape of destination. Still it has always eluded them. Demanding respect for their display of toys because the hole left by their enormous self loathing is calling in it’s debts. They are long overdue.