Intelligible

GBFM is sneaky. He lozlzzzls you into inattention, then sticks the tip in:

On this pretty Easter Sunday, I would like to point out that the Marxist Communist Bolsheviks destroyed religion in the Soviet Union by abolishing and banning it.

Because the Soviet Union failed and exiled all the Bolsheviks after millions were murdered in the name of communism, the Bolsheviks could not do the same thing again in their new countries. And so they invented feminism, neoconservatism, and postmodernism and used them as battering rams against the souls of the churches and universities. This way, they could abolish religion while not only leaving the church and university buildings standing, but they could actually use the churches to abolish and destroy the Spirit of Christianity, and teach its very opposite from the pulpits like Driscoll at al.

Jesus predicted all of this, as such is the way of the world in Matthew 23, just before the Scribes and Pharisees made sure he would be crucified–imagine speaking the following words to your feminist minister and the fate you would suffer–then you would better understand the Spirit of Easter

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Well, the true meaning of Easter is the Resurrection of the True Ideals of Christianity.

And that belongs not to the institution–not to the church–but to the Man.

For Christ himself had no fancy building nor exalted altar, but only his words and honor.

Christ stated that he was not king of this world, but rather the King of the world of Ideals.

And that Kingdom has ever been the domain of Man. Man’s greatest asset, which he so often forgets these days, is not the knowledge of game to gain him asses lzzlozoz, but knowledge of the Great Books for Men–the unified symphony that begins with Homer and Moses and progresses to Socrates and Jesus–exalted by Dante et. al on down the line.

And Christ invites you to celebrate Easter as your Fathers did, not to man up and marry the sluts as your pastor prescribes, but to Man Up and read the King James Bible for yourself.

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And the greater salvation for all the men coming of age is not to be found in gaming deosuled, berankified, debt-laden womenz, but it is to be found in honoring the classic, epic ideals.

The classic, epic, exalted ideals will not make a woman’s butt nor gina tingelzozlzozo, and thus, at the end of the day, following the classic, epic exalted ideals is not only the highest form of of life, but it is the highest form of fallen game too, for it simply does not answer, respond to, nor is dictated by butt and gina tinglelzozlzzlzozlzzlzozl. And there is no greater game than that–not even wearing furry hats, negging, and wasting your invaluable time on this earth in playing texty-texty games with those incapable of exalted ideals, just to serve your baser, biological callings which so often voluntarily imprison one to the state and its small-souled dictators.

As Jesus died for you, so too was He reborn for you. Do not call is “teahcings” noise as so many churchians do. Do not falsely suppose that he came to abolish the law of Moses, but understand that he came to Fulfill it. Understand that Jesus saw noble pagans as his brothers and false preachers as his enemy, when he stated “there are those who are saying they do not go, who go; and there are those who say they are not going, who end up going.” For Jesus, unlike the false preachers, judges us not by the sect of our faith alone, nor the color of our church, but by our *actions*.

So Man Up, pick up a couple translations of the Bible, of Homer, and Virgil, and read all Your Fathers and Brothers today, and exalt in a Renaissance of the Great Books for Men.

Then the “real” GBFM kicks back in.

dis has been a GBFM sunday sermon which i delivered herein as if i had stated thusly in a church i would have been flogged to death by the minister and his harem of buteteocockeked bernieifkfied womenz (and som of their bastard kidz too who are now getting old enough to listen to their slutty momz about how the reaosn the y have no fatherz is becaseu menz are bad bard bad bad zllzlzlzolzolozzlozozlzzzlzll)

More Scoobius Dubious

Comments from this post. I wonder if the man comments anywhere other than Vox Popoli.

Don’t you just love how “diversity” has appeared literally out of nowhere conceptually in the past few decades, and has been magically grandfathered in to our founding principles, as if it had been there all along? Why, it’s almost as if a bunch of ideologically committed subversive destructive Bolshevists had plotted a devious scheme to destroy America from within, worming their way into all our major institutions under the guise of being loyal, and then working tirelessly, day and night, to deceive the people, aggrandize themselves, and achieve their goals of destroying everything that made America good.

I do not insist on this, since it’s an idiosyncratic view and the scholarship is so massively wide, but I take a rather peculiar reading of Republic.

In my view, it is obvious that the central question is not “what is an ideal society/form of goverment?” it is literally, “what is justice?”

The question is initially answered on personal, not political terms, all of which Socrates finds unsatisfactory. It is only at that moment that he proposes to expand the question to anatomize it in more detail, in the famous proposition that “the polis is Man writ large” — which the others accept, but which is of course subject to a thousand legitimate objections.

The fact is that the main body of Republic is a sort of blown-up Power-Point presentation on the articulated nature of Man. I therefore propose that it is not a document of pure political philosophy, but an early form of psychology; that is, if we accept that Justice is a sort of balance but we cannot say with certainty what sort of things are being balanced, Republic is an enquiry into what,metaphorically, the balanced (and therefore just) individual might be composed of.

Hence I don’t find all his crazy suggestions about Guardians and education policies and banning poetry to be genuine political suggestions; I view them as metaphorical attempts to suggest what the just man, or maybe the sane man, thinks about the world. The fact that the whole thing culminates in the parable of the cave, which is about an individual’s ability to perceive the truth rather than about a society’s ability to function justly, would appear to support my point.

Exfenestrated

To defenestrate is to execute a man by casting him from a window. To exfenestrate is to ruin a man by constricting the window so that he is suddenly outside it.

I like this fellow

From a comment at Vox Popoli by scoobius dubious:

If they’re so damn smart, why do they need to keep following us white people around wherever the hell we go? Hey, we’re the evil murderous oppressive goyim, we’re stupid and vile, we worship a dead guy on a stick, and we’ll all turn into Dachau guards at the drop of a hat, remember? Why on earth do noble, smart, superior high-IQ Jews want to live across the street from us? They’ve got their own country now, which they’ve snookered us into paying for and defending. Why don’t they all just go there already, get their f#cking fangs out of our necks, and leave us alone?

In praise of GB4M

Imagine a Kierkegaard, convinced of the ineffectiveness of direct communication, delivering thoughts which wound from behind in a sort of literary performance art inspired by Andy Kaufman and Sam Kinison.

Buy his products.

Recent inspiration:

so i was in a shurch the other daay
i was in church the other day
and the minister had very nice hair
and a big smile
and i noticed dat all the young ladies
were shifting around in their seat
as they had sore buttholez
so i leaned towards my friend
and i whispered,
“a lot of da womenz in my genenrtion have sore buttes fom being buttcocked so much.”
and the minisiter
he heard me oh no!
he stopped his sermon
and walkd towards me his face turning red
and he said
“ABOMINATINETION!!!! WE HAVE A SINNER IN THIS CHURCH!”
he pointed at me, and all da womenz his harmez said “yah yah yah! a sinnerz!””
“THROUGH HIM, SATAN HAS DISGRACED MY CHURCH WITHTHE WORD BUTT-COCKED!!!!”
and he pointed at me as i cowered
in fear of hs thurndering lord’s voice
and nice hair and pleasnant TV preacher’s smile
owned by da bernaneknetworkz

Umlaut Song

Umlaut, macron, grave or acute,
I’ve got a perfect puzzle for you.
Diaeresis, circumflex, breve,
If you are wise you’ll listen to me.

What do you use when two vowels are discrete?
Which diacritic changes vowel quality?
When can you circumflex the antepenult?
Can you make any sense of Blue Öyster Cult?

I don’t think ASCII can do that.

Umlaut, macron, diaeresis,
You had better be minding your glyphs,
You will live in happiness too,
Like the Finnish polymaths do,
Do-ba-dee-doo

A racist, nasty-tongued creep

It’s me!

And speaking of Christian conduct, if you despise Life in Long Legs, I’d think you’d be doubly disgusted with a racist, nasty-tongued creep like [Eumaios] himself who insults his wife (“she’s gotten a little sense”) and her family, as well as a repentant woman with a terrible past.

I will neither confirm nor deny that I found this heartfelt encomium by means of a vanity search. I won’t link to it either, because you can easily find it if you care. Thank you, Will S., for your words in my favor on the thread. I have no doubt that you understand I’m only a distributional-racist. Some of my best friends fall on the right edge of distributions.

My absolute favorite part about the above quote is that the writer in question has professed (and demonstrated) the inability to remember how spell “Eumaios”, yet she feels peppy enough to lecture Will about koine Greek.

Analysis and expansion of the Vox Day socio-sexual hierarchy

The beta in Vox’s socio-sexual hierarchy is completely and totally different from the beta as understood by most of the rest of the reacto-sphere. No beta in the Vox system is actually a beta in the Roissy system (for lack of a better designator). Vox-betas would be called alphas by Roissy et al.

That this is so is largely Vox’s responsibility; I won’t argue with his categories (indeed I think he’s on to something deeper than he has presently analyzed), but he did co-opt the term “beta” for his own uses.

Most men do not understand Vox’s hierarchy, as indicated by the number of Gammas who want to be Sigmas. Women are even less likely to comprehend, not having lived and played in that sphere. I propose, however, that Vox’s system can be generated from a small set of axes; of opposing traits that can be understood independently:

* masculine vs. emasculated
* self-oriented/narcissistic vs. other-oriented
* socially-embedded vs. socially-detached

I’ll hint you three permutations:

* Masculine, self-oriented, socially-embedded: Vox Alpha
* Emasculated, other-oriented, socially-embedded: Vox Delta
* Emasculated, self-oriented, socially-detached: Vox Omega

Questions:

* given these axes, how do you make a Vox Beta?
* what would you term an Emasculated, other-oriented, socially-detached man?
* Masculine, other-oriented, socially-detached?

Meta-question: can you help me better define or better name these axes?

Moldbug quotes Skinny Puppy

In a discussion about communism. Hands up who’s reactionary and likes Skinny Puppy?

Whorish, despondent, and defiant

In the comments to my favorite personal work of cruelty, a woman asks:

Just out of curiosity, is there any way, in your cosmology, for a single woman to be acceptable at all, ever? Or is one simply doomed to being whorish, despondent, and defiant?

“Whorish, despondent, and defiant” is a great turn of phrase. Pity that the rest of the question is such a quintessentially feminine mess.

I’m very pleased with my response, and I hope you will be, too:

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman who is a writer, must be whorish, despondent, and defiant.

That should make some pretty little heads asplode with incomprehension.

Resuscitating dead words

Our enemies, the progressives and looters, have destroyed many words. But not in a dramatically sinister, Orwellian way; no, these feckless twats are transparent and screechy. Men of the Right have long amused themselves by pointing out how silly the Lefties are in their use of words like “racist”, “bigot”, “fascist”, etc.

The situation with “rape” is similar, but worse, but comical. In Mala Fide published a piece today about the 20 different varieties of rape. In this list, the author distinguishes actual violent forced sexual penetration from the other flavors by calling it “rape-rape”. I suppose this construct arises from the same instinct that has teenage girls asking each other whether they like-like a boy, or just like him.

Whatever the source, this is a useful tool for resuscitating the original meanings of words. Rape-rape we have already seen. I propose these others:

gay-gay: lively or merry

“You know, the coal miners didn’t feel so gay-gay during the Gay-gay Nineties.”

“I love your new sundress! It’s so light and gay-gay.”

fascist-fascist: authoritarian nationalist with socializing tendencies

“Reactionaries may be fascist, but inside every progressive is a little fascist-fascist waiting to emerge like Athena from the head of Zeus.”

slut-slut: a woman who fornicates. As opposed to “slut”, which is a woman who fornicates with an order of magnitude more men than a slut-slut.

“Summer’s not a slut! She’s only had sex with ten men, and none of it was anal. Sure she’s a slut-slut, but who isn’t these days? Ugly Christian prudes, I suppose.”

racist-racist: someone who believes that other races are inferior and should be violently subjugated, if not wiped out. As opposed to “racist”, which is someone who has noticed that Negroes smell different than whites.

curvy-curvy, voluptous-voluptuous, junoesque-junoesque, etc.: describes a healthy, non-obese woman with a pleasing curvy shape and a large rack

pervert-pervert: a homosexual, peeping tom, or secret transvestite; as opposed to “pervert”, which now refers to furries, coprophiliacs, and other denizens of deviantART and livejournal.

pearl-necklace-pearl-necklace: a string of pearls intended to be worn around the neck for decorative purposes.

Stop thinking and listen

“Stop thinking and listen” has become a valuable tool in managing my wife. I use it to derail the common Female Misapprehension Cascade. Deploy this phrase as soon as it becomes apparent that a woman is mentally permuting what you are actually saying according to some undeterminable idea she had which she substituted for the first thing you said.

If you’re petty or agitated, this doesn’t work very well; you come off poorly. I usually interrupt her with some non-verbal noise, make intense eye contact, and say in a calm, strong voice, “Stop thinking … and listen.” I nailed this delivery by accident and intuition the first time.

I have found this to be an extremely effective tactic, both when my wife is capable of reasoning and when she is not. In the former case, it allows her to consciously regroup and assess the situation. Otherwise, it serves as a submission pivot.