Monthly Archives: April 2019

Staying lit like Notre Dame

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I have ten different posts in mind, not feeling like following through on any of them, so here’s one big stream-of-consciousness post.

I’m a dad now. Little baby boy, came in at 3740 grams. Healthy, so is the mother. We’re doing things as trad as possible (home childbirth, keeping government tentacle agencies at distance, breastfeeding) and so far I’m proud. Generally being a dad is as I expected. Takes up time. Makes me… Well, ‘burgerlijk’, the Dutch would say, which is a euphemism for ‘boring’. I see it happening to myself; as a bachelor, I took all kinds of risk, said all kinds of stupid stuff. Then I entered a relation and I became a bit more reserved, more responsible. And now, I already notice myself consciously avoiding trouble. The only downside of that is that since this blog is pretty much me actively seeking trouble, my urge to write has gone down a bit. I think this is entirely natural. I do believe I have written down the most important stuff. The remainder is housekeeping, kicking the shit.

No worries though, adventurers gonna adventure. My next secret project is already underway. It shall be revealed in due time…

Mai’s baby blues surprised me, which I am told is quite normal for mothers but which we both underestimated. Pretty sure it is evolutionary, that mother right after birth has to decide whether or not to kill the baby, and that baby blues is just a giant shit-test designed to check whether her environment supports her. But I cannot complain. We’re a family now. It’s fun, challenging. The whole situation feels right, even if he’s crying right now and TAKING ME OUT OF MY GODDAMN CONCENTRATION GODDAMNIT BABY.


So, what about that Notre Dame burning down? Pretty symbolic huh. People say the left can’t meme, and it’s true that stuff from the right is infinitely more fun and creative,  but the left Power Memes, which is to say, when the left memes that the Notre Dame fire was caused by restoration work, it is accepted that the Notre Dame fire was caused by restoration work. Personally, while I do not know the exact truth, I do not buy this meme for a second: I have seen the yellow vest riots, the French demographic, the burning cars and shooting police… The Notre Dame was burned down by the left. That’s my meme. Probably not on the power level of ‘restoration accidents happen’, but what can you do.

Moving on.

I have been accused of making ‘Jimianity’ a forced meme. I thought that was funny. Of course it was forced, but that does not make it bad. Could’ve been an amazing meme. I was a bit disappointed to see Jim turn down the position, but this is fine as well. Both situations would’ve worked I think; Jim the prophet would’ve been more polarizing, more long-term less short-term, but Jim the blogger works fine. More practical. In the end it does not change that much, just a matter of frame. Whatever happens will be interesting nonetheless. Jim’s comment section now competes with Scott Alexander in activity, and Scott Alexander is big enough to feature in the New York Times.


Ah that’s better. Where were we.

Don’t have much more to say. Some final disjointed thoughts.

The distribution of beta vs alpha males is something I still wonder about. It’s about 90 : 10, in males as well, e.g. a male tends to act beta 90% of the time, alpha 10% of the time. Now, we are all descended from killer apes, and we’ve been through genetic bottlenecks as well, so I’d expect males to be more alpha. But, they’re not. They’re more beta — apparently, to be a follower is the Nash equilibrium. To communicate is more important than to dominate.

It reminds me of this docu on a guy doing a Robinson Crusoe for 300 days. His biggest problem was not the weather, lack of food nor mosquitoes…. It was loneliness. He felt extremely alone, so much that he does not want to repeat the experiment. This makes perfect sense – man is a social animal. The most recent thousands of years of evolution have not served primarily for us to deal with materials, it has served primarily for us to deal with other humans, who form our only competition at the top of the food pyramid. It is ingrained in our nature to communicate and impress others. Take that away and we sense something is wrong. This is something the hermit will always have to deal with.

This news is good for reactionaries looking to make a change — if most men are betas, if alpha males love having betas around… It is win-win, right? Just need to swat away these damn commies…

OK that’s enough for now. I’m off.

Baudet dealing like a champ

Too early to say too much on the issue, but since the Henk ‘Judas’ Otten interview the following has happened:

– Baudet was  unaware of the interview. Henk Otten spoke with the enemy media behind his back.

– Baudet was not happy. He tweeted that Otten was no longer a member of the lower chamber, although he would keep his position in the upper chamber. Otten made a statement that this decision was made without his consent.

– Theo Hiddema, Baudet’s real #2, made an appearance on Pauw, which is the Dutch Stephen Colbert, but more leftist Dutch, which is to say: a talkshow that has the pretense of intellectualism but is mostly snarky leftism. Theo had fire applied to his feet, but he held his ground like a madman; among others explaining that, of course, Henk Otten had to give up his position in the lower chamber, that this was decided long ago, that everybody knew about this, and that it was silly to make a fuss of it. Theo Hiddema was so charismatic that he made it sound like absolutely nothing was going on. Great stuff.

Theo did let it shine through that Baudet was not charmed with Otten’s performance. Great. Henk Otten, previously a member of Pim Fortuyn’s party, is an opportunist. Now, there is nothing wrong with opportunists, you’re going to attract them one way or the other, but the moment they stick a knife in your back like Henk ‘praise Donna Zuckerberg’ Otten, they got to go. Baudet has two years to go until the next big election cycle; I hope he gets his back office in order before then.

Baudet’s trials continue

Have I written on the Dutch senate election outcome? I don’t think I have.

I’ve written about Thierry Baudet though. You know, the guy in the upper right.

Well, he won big time. Pretty awesome. He still needs a big victory in the house of representatives election, and even if he wins there, Dutch splinterization politics means he’ll continue to have a rough time. A 30% voting block is worth exactly that in Dutch politics: 30%. Baudet got 17%, and that already is very impressive.

But otherwise, very cool. Something is definitely cooking. Baudet is hot. He is cool. Not over-top-Pim-Fortuyn-cool, but pretty cool. A sympathetic snob. Smart guy, too. Check out this interview. Therein Mr. Baudet says “We represent a political philosophy that is fundamentally opposed to the principles of the French Revolution”. Has Baudet read Moldbug? I would not put it past him.

But of course, action begats reaction. The left is sizing Baudet up. Emotions are riled, shit-tests are thrown. A university priest tweeted: ‘Where is Volkert?’ referring to the murderer of Pim Fortuyn. He was temporarily suspended. An activist chanted: ‘When I say Thierry, you say poof’ and her squatter friends proceeded to do so.

Then there’s the politicians. Power in the Netherlands resides, insofar not entirely in the faceless bureaucracy, in a big clique of politicians dividing jobs. Experience in the government and the Second Chamber is the baptism of fire. If a politician does well there, e.g. does not step on too many toes, does as told, he/she is in. From there on, it’s a job carousel: this guy gets to be mayor, that guy gets to be head of a major advice organ, small bonus here, small favor there, oh and have I told you about this spot opening up in Brussels which I think would really be in your alley…? Everything is divided. It’s a big tent and at the top there’s plenty to get around. But of course, the system demands tranquility, does not like the boat being rocked. Which is exactly what Thierry does.

So, in the daily Second Chamber debates, the carousel politicians desperately try to mitigate him as a risk: the left does so by doing what they always do, namely lying and hoping for a murder (the stick), and the cuck-right does so by promising Thierry untold power and opportunity if he is just willing to… sell-out (the carrot).

To some extent, Thierry shows willingness. Nexit is no longer a hard campaigning point. Naturally I don’t like that: smells like sell-out. But otherwise Thierry keeps his head upright: on climate tax, on immigration and on general pride in the West, he sticks to his guns. So, pretty good.

Now, another shit-test has arrived. A highly placed FvD man, Henk Otten, has given an interview to the NRC, the Dutch New York Times. The headline says it all: SECOND MAN FVD SAYS THIERRY BAUDET PULLS PARTY TOO FAR RIGHT.

To address the obvious lie first: Henk Otten is not the second man, Theo Hiddema is. Theo is great. I’ve wrote about Theo before.

The gist of the article is obvious: it is the umptieth hit piece on Thierry Baudet, but this time with an inside confidant pissing on him. They did the same thing with Wilders all the time. Sow dissent in the party. Obvious question: why did this guy allow himself to be interviewed by journalists who hate his boss’ guts? Obvious answer: stupidity and ego. Even though his interviewer literally calls him fat and makes it entirely obvious he is only being interviewed in order to get to Baudet, something which Henk Otten even laments halfway through the article, our friend Henk cannot stop himself: the party is exploding, and Henk wants a piece of the attention.

Now, I am not privvy to the inner workings of the FvD, but seems to me that such behavior cannot be tolerated. Whatever Henk’s previous usefulness, a guy who unironically praises Donna Zuckerberg’s feminism has no place in a rightist party. Whether Henk needs to go or needs to be reprimanded, I don’t know, but I’d lean towards a nice promotion to flyer distribution manager. We’ll see how Thierry deals with it.

If happy, don’t depend on unhappy

Mindlessly zapping through YouTube I watched a few minutes of this video essay on Amazon. Its content is standard leftist boilerplate: Amazon bad, Amazon evil, yay New York for booing Amazon away.

The premise in all these anti-Amazon arguments is: ‘Amazon used the free market to become a monopoly, monopolies are bad, therefore the state must interfere in the free market.’

This of course is Marxist history; it is a lie re-imagining capitalists as the ruling class, instead of the priesthood being the ruling class. The lie is intended to mask the actual feelings of the maker of the video, namely hatred and envy of Bezos’ success, and its purpose is to incite a mob against Amazon, which he hates and envies.

There is no such thing as a secure capitalist monopoly, for any free market monopoly is dependent upon its customers. Contrary to a state, which may force its inhabitants to be their customer at gunpoint, corporations cannot force their customers to do anything. Amazon thrives because it makes itself useful to customers. When it stops making itself useful, it loses its monopoly. Our video maker tell us that Amazon is tricking consumers into buying their stuff, but this is a patronizing lie that both undermines the impressiveness of Amazon’s business model and shows contempt for its customers, who our video maker views as stupid children.

Amazon has the biggest market share because it has the biggest customer base. If it loses its customer base, it loses its monopoly. That’s all there is to it.

Thus, there is absolutely no need to interfere in Amazon’s business plans — let them have their monopoly and let us see how long they can keep it.

But of course, that’s just like my opinion. The lefty’s envy of Amazon is too strong for him to listen to me anyway. So, whatever. Best of luck to mr Bezos. Hey, at least your ex-wife didn’t screw you over too badly, huh!

Anyway I wanted to write some cheesy stuff about happiness, so I’ll do that.

Happiness is reactionary, in that everything that makes Gnon smile is what makes a man smile: territory, money, hobbies, enjoyable work, a beautiful woman, some kids… The traditional stuff. But many people don’t touch the traditional stuff with a 2 meter pole. Very politically sensitive. I think, being happy has always been a tricky question, and perhaps at the best of times only about half the population could pull it off. But nowadays, most people are decidedly unhappy. It’s sad, but it’s a fact.

The problem with unhappy people is that they drag everyone down to their level. I am unhappy? You must be unhappy too! It is a monkey power move. That’s why work becomes such a drag when your colleagues, or god forbid, your boss, is not satisfied with his or her life. They inflict their unhappiness on you, for your happiness is an insult to their unhappiness.

Thing is, it is entirely possible to deal with these people. I deal with plenty of unhappy people, and I get along pretty well with them. But you can’t be dependent on them. You have to be sure you need them less than they need you. I personally am very happy with my life as it is right now. But I have definitely noticed not everyone is happy for you: you attract envious eyes. People want to bring you down, just to prove life is just as miserable as they experience it.

So, the #1 rule is always: if you want to be happy, don’t be dependent on unhappy people. Call me an asshole, but I’ve cut out unhappy people from my life, or at the very least distanced myself from them. Even close family: did not care. Very glad I’ve done so. There’s just no meaningful talking with unhappy people. They always drag you down.

Wait, let me rephrase that… You can meaningfully talk with unhappy people… But it needs to happen in the context of you being the dancing monkey who has the frame and who gets to keep the frame. It’s like unhappy people shit-test you, and you need to be able to pass the shit-test. Defend your territory, yo.

Yes well what did you expect

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If you party in someone else’s garden, you play by someone else’s rules. And we know the progressive rulebook: unrestricted hatred of beauty, elegance and everything needed for prosperity.

So, who is still surprised about Twitter having the fun sucked out of it? Not me. Who is still surprised about Trump cucking out? Well me a little bit, in that I had hoped he would have gone out with more of a bang, instead of this whimper, but otherwise not really. Trump has changed into NPC Trump. It was the most probable outcome.

But we should not act completely surprised, as if this is a gross betrayal and omg I can’t even. It’s just the logical outcome when one man goes up against a system of which the course is already decided. It’s like the Titanic elected a new captain after the iceberg was hit whose campaign slogan was: Fix That Hole! Only of course it turns out that the hole is way too big to fix and that the Titanic will sink anyway, just with a captain who is slightly more realistic about the situation.

Seems to me that a government, like fire, always chooses the path of the least resistance. Whenever conflict arises, it is suppressed, and only when it can really not be ignored, the most minor possible concession will be made, which will suppress the conflict for little while longer, and then a new small concession will be made, and a new one, and a new one… Until the concessions no longer work and the system of government collapses.

It is like evolution: we can see how a giraffe’s laryngeal nerve is meters long while it could be only centimeters, but the giraffe’s DNA can not fix it, for it only operates on the base of small concessions, the small concession being that the laryngeal nerve grew along with the giraffe’s neck. Either the giraffe sucks it up, or he will have to do without his majestic giraffe voice.

Now the giraffe is unaware of his predicament, but hoomans are pretty smart. We are aware: Moldbug stated that democracy was a cancer patient beyond saving, and all the events of the past years have confirmed his diagnosis. Now, since this cancer patient, after its death, will lead us to a situation resembling France in 1793 or Russia in 1917, Jim, being the ever sensible man, hopes for a true king to halt the madness, much like Napoleon halted the madness of 1793’s France, and Stalin halted the madness of Russia’s 1917. Jim hoped this man might be Trump.

I hoped so too. But, in accordance with society choosing the path of the least resistance, such a king will not rise until after we experience some of the same madness as France’s reign of terror and Russia’s white terror. Trump is far too early to garner support for, what in the eyes of the normie elite, must seem like the draconian extremist measures we of the dark enlightenment propose he make. We say: ‘lol beat ur wife shell  be happy’, the normie elite says: ‘lol wtf Id rathr divrce.’ And so it goes.

So, even if Trump wanted to preemptively end the madness, he will not get the support he’d need, because people don’t think ten steps ahead, instead barely thinking one step ahead. That’s the bad news.

Of course the good news is that we are thinking and talking about this. Lefties communicate in the language of power distribution, righties communicate in the language of truth — the free anonymous internet favors righties. Here, we talk and think freely. Lefties don’t do that and don’t get it. All a lefty reading my blog understands is how I rank on the power scale; he does not get the meaning behind my words, only the power. Essentially, he does not even register my posts, just the amount of comments each post receives.

But a righty understands. We speak a common language. We see what is happening and we can discuss and plan ahead. I’m just gonna come out and say it: Trump is not the true king. He is too old, too invested in the belief that a few small concessions will save America. He is an absolute madman, but not the true king. So, we have an open position: who wants to be true king? Who wants to enforce the next series of concessions? Paging Bronze Age Pervert…Well, paging any righty with posters of Bolsonaro, Duterte and Putin in his bedroom.

But also paging righties in general: we are still living in an age of general prosperity. Despite what righty twitter has you believe about clown world, and yes it is a clown world, airplanes still fly, supermarkets are still stocked with food, and you can still say politically-incorrect stuff to your friends without having you and your entire family executed. Enjoy these last throes of prosperity.

Now, there is another thing. We have talked about the true king to stop the leftist madness: the Cromwell, the Stalin, the Napoleon, the Deng Xiaoping. But often these men can only halt the madness, not completely reverse it. It is my belief that, for a true reversal, one needs the vision of a religion, of a prophet. Charles the Great left a legacy for a century, Jesus Christ left a legacy for two millenia. Religion scales much better across time. I have repeatedly hailed Jim as such a prophet. But Jim, being the ever-humble man, rather stays within Christian framework rather than proclaim himself to be the next Jesus.

Perhaps this is enough. Perhaps Jim’s ideas are, by their own merit, wholesome enough to serve as the blueprint for the coming centuries. But I’m not sure. I think people need faith, they need something to believe in, something they can pour their whole heart into. When my in-law grandmother talks of Jesus, you should see the love in her eyes. She truly loves Jesus, even though the man has been dead for 2000 years. A prophet needs to inspire that kind of love.

But to do so, a prophet needs to take great amounts of risk, at no guarantee that he might succeed. How to accomplish this, I am not completely sure. But that is the current situation we are in.

Also, a final note: I will get to work on fixing Garden of the Internet, mainly to sell more books and earn e-bucks. I have lost everything I wrote there, which is frustrating, but that’s the way things go sometimes.