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PERRIN LOVETT

~ Deo Vindice

PERRIN LOVETT

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Thanks, Walt

03 Sunday Sep 2023

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Walt Garlington was kind enough to post my review of Eschatological Optimism on his top-tier Confiteri site.

Apophatic Apologetics: A Review of ESCHATOLOGICAL OPTIMISM by Daria “Platonova” Dugina

By Perrin Lovett

I also owe Walt for giving me the heads up the book was coming. Y’all do check out his site, please.

COLUMN: Apophatic Apologetics: A Review of ESCHATOLOGICAL OPTIMISM by Daria “Platonova” Dugina

31 Thursday Aug 2023

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Apophatic Apologetics: A Review of ESCHATOLOGICAL OPTIMISM by Daria “Platonova” Dugina

 

There are few things more intellectually agreeable than a well-reasoned treatise that forces one to continually think, that offers both reassurance and challenge. If such a work is both inspiring and captivating, then it becomes an even finer rarity. So it is with today’s subject, a proper exposition of the good, the true, and the beautiful: 

Dugina, Daria “Platonova”, Eschatological Optimism. Tucson, Arizona: PRAV Publishing, 2023. 

The book is the posthumously collected essays and lectures of the brilliant Daria (also to some, Darya) Dugina, as masterfully edited by John Stachelski and fluidly translated into English by Jafe Arnold. This review and all page citations are based on the Kindle edition; for reference, I use the pagination rather than positioning provided by my Kindle reader. One may and should order a copy either from PRAV or from Amazon.

Eschatological Optimism is extraordinarily well-structured. Given topics that some might otherwise present with a stuffy, stilted, or disjointed complexity, the innately smooth format instead flows verbally and mentally like a gentle stream. This is a credit to the skills of the editor and, for the English-reading audience, the translator. Yet there is something more remarkable at work, which speaks to the prowess of the author and which is highlighted and magnified by the fact the posited chronicle is a compendium of smaller annals. One encounters a series of repetitions of the title theme and related matters. Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, for example, is mentioned in multiple places. Yet at no time does the recurrence become stale. Rather, the litany has a reinforcing cumulative effect. As such, the presumed editorial joining and rejoining of various matters exposes a deliberate composition to engender delight, awe, and perhaps even envy. This phenomenon speaks most highly of the mind behind the assembled words, of an intellect active, engaged, and engaging. A concentrated will and organization obviously guided all of Dugina’s script, understanding, and reflection. 

The book will be of great interest to Orthodox Christians, Russians, and Neoplatonic thinkers. It will also be of great interest to all other Christians, non-Russian nationals, Aristotelians, and anyone else who enjoys exercising his brain. Along with the thoughtful rendering of its nominal philosophy, Eschatological Optimism allows for subtly divergent, if parallel consideration of the component parts or conclusions of the stated theory by the reader. Pouring through the pages, a wonderful idea of complementary synthesis builds in the mind, a congruency. Commodious space is provided for individual intellectual maneuvering; though one need not precisely follow every attestation or predication of the text, one should, in my estimation, be able to reach a pleasingly similar denouement. Your reviewer is, for the sake of disclosure, an eschatological optimist. All Christians should be as well, for we know and trust that even as our plodding way may be rough, our ultimate destination and salvation are assured. For almost every interested party, there is something to be learned from Dugina’s book. She forced me to remember things forgotten, consider things in new ways, and to consider entirely new concepts. She has opened a wide and well-lit door. She did so, admittedly, from a distinctly and naturally Russian perspective and the very different (from the “ordinary”) outlook of the philosopher. Regardless of disposition, all of the types of readers I just noted should feel or foster towards each other a kind of camaraderie and respect as each approaches that door. It leads to something and somewhere rewarding.

“Eschatology,” of course, concerns the final end of the world, and for Christians, the Second Coming. “Optimism” is a favorable perspective. Together, as Dugina explains on page 34, the combined terminology is “rather dangerous and complex.” It’s also rather positive, informative, and even enchanting. Two approaches to the philosophy are delineated along with the defined assertion that the eschatological optimist, while accepting that terminal change in the world is imminent, nonetheless soldiers on by consciously and purposely living. On page 54, Dugina provides perhaps a clearer and more actionable definition: 

…eschatological optimism is the consciousness and recognition that the material world, the given world which we presently take to be pure reality, is illusory: it is an illusion that is about to dissipate and end. We are extremely, sharply conscious of its finitude. But, at the same time, we maintain a certain optimism; we do not put up with it, we talk about the need to overcome it.

A dialectical Christian may or may not hone in on the illusory aspect. For my part, I hope he does, wrestling with the notion of being in but not of the illusion. If I failed to mention there is great thrill and fun in the reading, then know that there is. The wallop is far-ranging, as one will find numerous examples from history, theology, and literature. For instance, like the author, I still ponder the questioned optimistic potential of Edgar Allen Poe. Was the raven’s perch of choice supposed to suggest to us something of deeper ancient character?!

In many ways, Eschatological Optimism is a grand refresher for those who previously studied Plato (and other classical philosophers). If one is not well-acquainted with Greek thought, then it is a marvelous introduction. Platonism is well-explicated across the course of some twenty-five centuries and from various points of view and understanding. The reader will be reminded of the linkage and harmony across socio-theological realms regarding ontology, hierarchy, and more. Dugina covers many subtopics very well, a list too multitudinous to recount here. I touch only upon a few of many interesting points.

Apophatic theology, intricately bound to Orthodox tradition and general Christian thought, lies at the heart of eschatological optimism. As opposed to, or rather, in addition to, direct cataphatic orientation towards God, the apophatic is a path to comprehension (of the ultimately incomprehensible) via negation or indirect appreciation — trusting that which cannot be seen clearly in this world. It is reasoned yet mystical faith, not “blind” as it is guided by a form of structured logic. Beyond Eastern Orthodoxy, the apophatic has been part of Catholic doctrine since the Thirteenth Century, as embraced and expressed by Saint Thomas Aquinas, who was deeply influenced by Areopagitic thought. The root of (apophatic) Christian Platonism — see page 301 — comes from the fusion of Greek philosophy with Christian Patristic tradition forged by Dionysius the Areopagite. That coalescence of religious and Platonic thought is expounded thoroughly and even poetically.

Given the current state of the corporeal world, the same as it ever was, some of Dugina’s attention turns to the unpleasant aspects of human existence since the expulsion from Eden. She writes, correctly, on page 67, “Evil is easy to find and easy to see.” Much energy and time would be saved if materialists would acknowledge this truth and cease wasting their efforts attempting to explain evil as merely “bad” and if they would limit their tangible reactions to what are primarily spiritual concerns, even those, especially those that intrude into our illusory “real” world. War is presented as a necessary righteous rebellion against the false order of the world, a conflict of what is “below” against God and His order above. In and around that context, and among other timely, cogent observations, Dugina correctly calls out the sad misunderstanding by the postmodern West of nature, life, love, war, and peace. Set against the great spiritual conflict that envelops all of us whether we understand it or not, Dugina delivers a call to resistance the likes of which is rarely if ever heard today, a call made so clearly, passionately, and appropriately. From page 102:

In the conditions of the modern world, any stubborn and desperate resistance to this world, any uncompromising struggle against liberalism, globalism, and Satanism, is heroism.

That passage alone should cement the value of Dugina’s book, her theories, and her bold place among the champions of Christian civilization. She goes on to call for cultivating the warrior within. This is the clarion call for our times.

A fascinating discourse occurs concerning the differences between the legitimate feminine principles (of Russia) and the faltering postmodern feminist attitudes of the West. There is such a thing as “Christian Feminism” and I leave to the reader the joys of exploring its place in sane sociosexual relations. In my estimated summary, men and women were literally made for each other, separate but equal, and utterly compatible. In this, not a minor front in our war, we must reclaim the joy that satan and his minions have stolen or attempted to pilfer.

The various fractures of the natural hierarchy between God and man, between man and man, and between man’s sociopolitical entities and himself are examined in keen detail. Ultimately, what Dugina calls for is a return to or continuation of the grand traditions of our past, to the turning of backs to the disorder of the postmodern world. By doing so, she bravely imagines — and I think she is correct, we can (re)ignite the optimist’s spirit. And we may do so in a way both intelligible to us and pleasing to God. Elsewhere, others have commented at length about the combining of the noble pagan Greek thought, as exemplified by Plato, and the just doctrine of Christianity. Dugina’s detailed look into the life and times of Emperor Julian the Apostate, along with the “Justinian” reaction thereto and thereagainst, and our ensuing history, provides a spectacular example of what works, what does not work, what mystifies, and what may or must happen in order to maintain clarity of thinking (the Platonic way) without sacrificing any of the absolute Truth of Christianity. 

Emperor Julian is presented under “Political Platonism.” On page 277, Dugina quotes W. R. Inge regarding the emperor being “a conservative when there was nothing left to preserve.” There is something familiar in those words for today’s Westerner, particularly for today’s American. Those of us in the West have suffered tremendous damage from the faux Enlightenment, which Dugina proportionally dismisses, including libertine calls for nebulous openness and false freedom. As she notes, true light comes only from Jesus Christ. In it, and only in it do we find genuine comfort and cause for optimism.

Herein, I have painted very broadly and just enough to cover the bare corners. Needless to say, I highly recommend Eschatological Optimism. The reader will be delighted, astounded, and … saddened.

Reading through, roughly articulating a mental outline for this review, I resolved to omit any painful mention of Daria Dugina’s tragic and untimely death. That resolve dissipated upon reading the Afterword written by Daria’s mother, Natalia Melentyeva. Noting the broken character of our world, Mrs. Melentyeva spoke of Daria’s courage and spirit, of the kind of mental and spiritual effort necessary to restore our civilization. She candidly answered the terrible question I feared to broach on page 364:

To the question, “Who killed Daria Dugina?”, there is one final and true answer: “the enemy of humankind,” the modern world, the dark spirit waging eternal struggle against the Light, against the Intellect, against the sublime and the noble.

Despite the wicked endeavors of mankind’s truest, darkest enemies, Daria Dugina is (is, not was), as her mother wrote, “the ever-rising star of Russian thought.” A beautiful, optimistic star to help steer our course.

Да благословит и сохранит тебя Господь, Платонова.

Please Stand By

30 Wednesday Aug 2023

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Another book review column is coming, probably tomorrow or Friday. It’s 99% ready, and I am just attending to a few interesting, extraneous things. It’s gonna be good. In the meantime, please enjoy whatever hoax they’re running today! Thanks. P

COLUMN: Is It Fall Yet?

23 Wednesday Aug 2023

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Is It Fall Yet?

 

No, it is not. A great friend and force of Reckonin’ emailed me a Faulkner quote recently about those few magical days that come along in August with a cool hint of the approaching autumn. I replied to her that while I used to relish those days, sadly, these days, I just drift right through them unaware. I may have missed them again, though it’s hard to tell. The pleasant-looking (in a light, at an angle) suburban small town where I exist is caught in a slew of 100-degree-ish days and concurrent warm, sticky nights. 

Hello, it’s another excuse for a column. Quality will improve tomorrow, maybe in two months or thirty degrees. Etc. 

I drafted two full alternatives to this ramble, but I simply could not pull the trigger on either of them. The first was a socioeconomic assessment of the lyrics of “Rich Men North of Richmond.” The second was a follow-up fictional report from your CSA Ambassador to Russia. The latter dealt with the subject matter of the former, set against the 2023 BRICS+ meeting in Johannesburg. I had not previously (seriously) contemplated the possibility of a preemptive ticket-taking plant, though I am unsurprised by it. The meeting in SA is, of course, very real. It’s of great importance to those out in the free world and of great consternation to the “rich men.” 

My news feed has a hiccup! I swear I saw a rehashing of a rerun about Donald Trump being indicted for something or another. At the gym, I imagined that one of the CIA-installed morons on the TeeVee was again stupidly saying, “If we don’t do something, we’re going to LOSE OUR RePubLiC!!!” [Note: If one cannot find a remote control, then a curl bar works just fine to silence the blathering nonsense.]

Langley’s lackey wasn’t entirely wrong about needing to do something. As such, I have a crazy idea. I need to think through it some more and refine it for publication. In brief detail, I figure what we need is what I call an “election.” Hear me out. Just the basics. What I envision is dredging the country and finding a couple of the lowest, dumbest, wickedest heathens in this strange, nation-shaped kind of place between Mexico and Canada. Then we let the great unwashed vote for one of them to lead our dead country. After that, regardless of what the hoi polloi decide, we let a computer and a mailbox pick whichever rodent is best suited to serve as head puppet for the “rich men.” Crazy, I know. But just think about it. Had we tried something like this before, we might not be where we are today. The near-mathematical certainty of an alternative that I foresee, as expressed quasi-mathematically, looks something like: (The Rwandan Genocide x The Yugoslav Civil War)^The Partition of India.

I heard something called “Covid” was making the rounds at airports and college campuses. It appears to be some sort of religious icon or possibly a demi-god. It has potential voters donning festive face coverings, gibbering about what I take for a Jonestown kind of poison, and/or stepping and fetching like a bunch of slaves without a future. I have never heard of anything like this before, yet I suppose this “Covid” might be the robot’s choice for a political savior. We’ll keep an eager eye on it, that’s for sure. On a related note, where the hell is Marvin? Something wrong with the AI? Thought he’d be heard by now. Watch. The. Skies.

In sci-fi, fantasy geopolitical news, Brandon the AI, Voldemort Zelenski, and some of the “rich men” have a plan to ship 10 aging F-16s to the former Ukraine. Maybe it was 60 of them. Or 600. Kiev (pronounced, with a lisp, “kEEEEEEEEy-Vsp”) has five pilots qualified to fly them. Or they will be qualified after they qualify. How would that work? Well, it’s technical. It’s some “Ghost of kEEEEEEy-Vsp” wizardry that I suppose would see each pilot operating multiple targets planes at once. When asked for commentary on the matter, one V. Putin muttered something about 30,000 SAMs and then laughed until he walked off, beat up a pack of wolves, ate some glass, roared, killed a few men by staring at them, and looked ten trillion times more presidential than this “Covid,” whatever the hell it is again.

Anything substantive? I am reading a few books, per my usual bad habit. One is by an author I like, but which isn’t necessarily his best work. In fact, I think it was his first novel. All things being equal, it’s equal. I’m inching towards the midpoint of just-released, posthumous Eschatological Optimism by the late, lovely, and thoughtful Daria “Platonova” Dugina. I told another friend I planned to review it in some capacity. This is not the review, perhaps just a preview. It’s a most interesting read, especially for an Aristotlenova. I suspect I am an Optimist of the kind she describes, though my views and reasoning are a little different than those she defined. All of these ideas, however, play well in the head.

I’ll save my favorite quote, so far, for another time. Instead, I’ll close with a cursory look at the topic of the second section, “The Feminine Principle.” While differentiating between what passes for feminism in the dying West and what the ladies live in Russia, Dugina lands on the fascinating concept of Christian Feminism. To give one an idea of the magnitude of the difference, she earlier addresses the fact women are not allowed on Palestine’s Holy Mount by writing, “There is something right about this.” It’s not a statement or principle that professors at Barnard would approve. Thus, there is something right about it. 

What she discusses, in higher apophatic terms, sounds to me like what I have also heard in more common words from the sweet lips of other Russian women, and younger women in the city at that. We’ll credit the amazing Eli from Russia’s EweTube channel with a video interview or three with some attractive Moscovites. Almost all of them claim to be “feminists”, and then proceed to expound upon the virtues of womanly femininity (of which their personal appearances and demeanor extol anyway without words) while also expressing a love affair appreciation for masculine men. Dugina explains the plain phenomenon, which will surely confound the Western feminist, by saying Russian (feminist) women saved the Russian Patriarchy(!) when it threatened to fall upon hard times. She mentions a dislike of inter-sex warring and the existence of communication and harmony between Russian men and women. In other words, they approach life and love in an honest, rational, and traditional way. 

None of this pleases the “rich men.” And before they destroyed America, we used to have a similar practical view of romance, life, and just being. Maybe after the next hoax, any of you still standing could try to revert to those better ways.

That is a wrap for this week.

Deo vindice!

UPDATE: They may be down to just 2 of those pilots.

Fiction-ish COLUMN: The Ambassador’s Report

16 Wednesday Aug 2023

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The Ambassador’s Report

 

*Today, a bit of fancy aimed primarily at the Reckonin’ crew. All should, assuredly, enjoy it!

THE CONFEDERATE STATES OF AMERICA

Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Office of the Ambassador to the Russian Federation

Sixty-First Floor, Imperia Tower

12 Presnenskaya Naberezhnaya

Moscow, Russia 123112

 

August 16, 2023

 

REPORT to the American People

Hon. Perrin Lovett, Acting Ambassador

 

My Dearest Fellow Americans:

Мы – живая история нашего собственного будущего! That, of course, is Russian for “We are the living history of our own future!” Though we pause to remember the additional 611,895 heritage Americans who departed us last year without replacement, let 1859 lie where she may. Our time is now. 

It is with the greatest pride and pleasure that I report to you from the energized heart of the civilized world. Greetings. Specifically, it has been my high honor and enlightened entertainment to represent you this week at the Army-2023 International Weapons Show and Forum at the impressive Patriot Congress and Exhibition Center and Alabino-Kubinka military facilities. I offer many thanks to the RUS-MOD and Rosoboronexport for hosting this grand event. And I thank you for heeding my previous calls for resource modernization and alliance building. Your forward-thinking and perseverance will be well rewarded. [I have sent an encoded diplomatic communiqué to the appropriate government offices and officials.]

First, my only regret is that I was not joined by any liaison from the CSA-MOD, perhaps because such does not exist. Regardless, were they real and had they attended, they would have enjoyed an almost unbelievable experience. 

In all honesty, I have a second regret. For some reason, my courteous hosts assessed my dozen or so hours behind the yoke of a Cessna 172 some 25 years ago as insufficient experience necessary to pilot the awe-inspiring SU-57. While they all agreed my takeoffs and landings from PDK and adjacent travels about Hotlanta (fo-o-fo, ah, yeah!) did count as combat flight experience, it was driven home to me — a painful realization — I am unqualified for command of such an exotic bird. While I drowned my sorrows in a deep mug of Nevskoe Imperial, I instead watched as a professional performed aerial acrobatics to beat the band. I am utterly in love with these people, but they are a tad on the insane side. A double sonic boom-generating low buzz almost caused me to spill my lager! However, the following show more than compensated for my shock. In addition to being very fast, the “Felon” is well-equipped for its operational mission. We watched a reportedly live demonstration from a neighboring country of an air-launched KH-38 attack, allegedly against ZATO forces in Lviv. In addition to being very fast and very deadly, she’s also very graceful and beautifully agile. She can stand still, vertically. And, yes, she can both “walk” and “waltz”. 

Before they gave me beer, I was allowed to drive a brand new T-14 a short distance over an obstacle course. This was followed by firing the automated 125 mm smoothbore at a test target I designated “Yankee Small Hat”. Humoring my aloof giddiness and enthusiastic tipsiness, they guided me through one amazing demonstration after another. [His Excellency, the Council, the Senate, and the MOD-GS will pay special attention to my report on the S-300-36D6, Pantsir-S1E, S-400+, 3M22, KH-47, 9K720, and associated systems.]

The hyperventilation generated by these toys aside, I was primarily assigned to inspect various ISR, EW, and tactical battlefield radar systems. [The short video attached to my BIG REPORT is of me actively peering inside a sealed hanger via the use of a 1L111M Fara-VR platform. Through the disturbing clarity, please note the green crosshair markers, indicative of real-time fire control and targeting ability. The longer video is degraded live footage from Mariupol, 2022, and a real demonstration of those combat capabilities.] [The “Guinea Hunt” file is a degraded audio/visual/EM record compilation of the 7/2023 interaction between next-gen microwave EW based, I believe, off a SU-27 against a hapless F(You)-35; imagine that scenario all the way to the unforgiving sea.]

Not that we have an enemy to fight, per se, but if we did, then we would be ready. Our future, well-planned by all of you, is secure. 

Throughout my days and nights (and the show is still in progress as I report) here, I made multiple friends from some of the sixty-plus nations represented. “Zone B” is the future, the wide world of growth, peace, and prosperity; Americans of the CSA are wise to join the march deep into the 21st Century. Traveller, barbeque, TikTok pickin’, demographic stability, industrial-agricultural integration, modern weapons, and a stable currency will see our grandchildren’s future guaranteed. 

Regarding the subject of money, it is my pleasure to meet later this week with executives of the CBR, Gosbank, and their Chinese counterparts to establish the direct linkage between our currency and the rising permanent replacement of the MIR-SIPs gold-petro-Ruble. Again, this development is only possible because you, all of you, have been proactive rather than watching statues fall while electing Judas Party women, foreigners, and blowhard morons. And again, your efforts will pay off.

Because of our dynamic, living (not collapsing and dying – 611K, RIP) demographics, our armaments, and our industrial financial capabilities, I will, this very fall, venture to China for the third annual BRI-BRF conference and planning session. While we remain adamantly committed to debt-free, unentangled progress and cooperation, Dixie can and will have the finest air, road, rail, port, and socio-industrial infrastructure in the Western Hemisphere. I estimate that by the end of this decade, your healthy family of ten will be able to transit our great land, border to border, should you desire, within a matter of ground-based hours, all for less than the price of a single airline ticket from Charlotte, CSA to NYC, GAE. The sky really is the limit, though we will soon push the terrestrial envelope on electrified steel tracks. For driving fanatics, I will soon release the full plan for both GAZ and KAMAZ factories within the Southland, with information on possible Hongqi developments to follow. For now, think high-paying jobs and a better-than-Corolla ride at essentially half the price. Soon, my wise, stalwart friends. 

Alas, I must return to my pleasant duties. As always, I leave you with the reminder that,

Бог – наш защитник! ~ Deo vindice!

Your dedicated servant,

Perrin Lovett

“Ambassador”

*”Ambassador’s” Note: Some of the foregoing, of course, is fictional. For instance, no one maintains an office on the 61st floor of a 60-story building. Also, we know darn well they’d let me fly her. Right? They would, right? Eh…

COLUMN: A Review of SCHOOL FOR GENIUS

09 Wednesday Aug 2023

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A Review of SCHOOL FOR GENIUS

 

What’s genius got to do with it?! What did Tina Turner have in common with Boston’s Bunker Hill Memorial Bridge? That’s right! Sensing the impending final chapter of American history approaching, the late, talented, and wise Turner removed herself to Switzerland, settling comfortably in a magnificent chateau just down the lake shore from a school most Americans may not have heard of. And one will literally drive over the engineering legacy of that same school as one heads north on I-93, passing TD’s new Garden, perhaps lamenting the loss of the old Garden, and slowly realizing the Red Tavern up in Methuen has been closed for twenty years.

Hello. It’s another book review. Today we briefly examine School For GENIUS: The Story Of The ETH – The Swiss Federal Institute of Technology, from 1855 to the Present, Front Street Press, (2005/6). ETH, short for the Allemand “Eidgenössische Technische Hochschule,” is that famed engineering school in Zurich with which some might not be familiar. It’s also sometimes referred to simply as “the Poly.” It is Switzerland’s and Europe’s preeminent technical school and consistently ranks as one of the world’s top ten universities.

(© Front Street Press. Photo by PL.)

I purchased School for Genius for two very special, personal reasons. First, I am giving the book as a gift to a most important person who may choose to study at ETH in the near future. Second, it is yet another fine work authored by my dear friend, my brother, and our champion of the West, the late, great Thomas G. Moore. That last point alone should sell this review to my readers. 

As many know, Tom and I first met at a school. Many might not know that Tom held three advanced degrees from two European universities. The man understood academia. He knew Europe. Previously, I was vaguely aware of ETH, and he and I had discussed the book and his resident process of researching and writing it. Reading it was nonetheless eye-opening.

As usual, Tom did something utterly fantastic with ETH. He crafted an authoritative history, apology, and exposition that flows and reads like one of his thrilling fictional narratives. It’s not quite like reading an Erik Larson book; one need not constantly remind oneself that Albert Einstein and Carl Jung were real men and not novel characters, but it’s somewhat close. 

The book opens with words of knowledgeable praise from Hon. Faith Whittlesey, a two-term former US Ambassador to Switzerland. Tom begins with a bit of history and culture, wherein he compares the ancient and functional idea of Swiss “diversity” with the doomed and deadly buzzword of late American fame. He then moves into the school’s genesis as it was founded based on the established principles of Paris’s École Polytechnique (another school someone might consider). 

The rise of ETH coincided with, was governed by, and helped steer the rise of the industrial revolution and the modern world. Tom beautifully covers how a decent and intelligent people bridged the transition from a rural agrarian culture to an advanced industrialized society while maintaining the best elements of both. Repeated emphasis is given to the stubborn independence and decentralization that has marked the Swiss people and their Cantons for centuries. He also delves as deeply into the copious scientific and academic contributions and achievements the school and its score-plus Nobel laureates have given the world as 270 pages will allow. 

Here I will stop and highly recommend School For Genius. If not for my two privy circumstances, I might not have ever developed an interest in the subject matter. It is, I suppose, a niche study. Yet, if you or someone you know has an interest in educational history, engineering, math, Tom Moore prose, or the continuation of civilization, then do consider adding the book to your reading list. 

As for gifted young American students who might contemplate ETH as their future alma mater, Tom perhaps outdoes even his own general curiosity and kindness. He dedicates a short section towards the end of the book to just those American kids who might follow Mrs. Turner toward Zurich. The requisite standards are high. Therefore, so too should be the intellectual caliber of the potential scholar. If one is qualified, and one decides to pursue this select excellence, then the process is doable. At Tom’s original press time, the annual cost of attending ETH was approximately $950. This year, it is closer to $1,500. That figure applies to all students, domestic and international. Compare that price to the tuition at MIT. Compare Zurich to Boston, and the CH to the US. ETH is oftentimes referred to as the “MIT of Europe.” That moniker might be reversed. 

For general education buffs, Appendix II provides a cursory examination of the general Swiss school system. As one might guess, compared to what passes for schooling in the US, the CH’s approach is, in a word, “better.” In a self-propagating system of merit and advancement, ETH does its part to keep the cycle spinning much like CERN’s ETH-affiliated Large Hadron Collider. The adventuresome American pupil might further assist this grand process. Learn much more in Moore’s School For Genius.

A special note: Based on my outstanding experience, I also highly recommend Booketeria of San Antonio, Texas as a used bookstore of great worth. If you order School For Genius or any other preowned book from Amazon, do look for them as a source. At their website, they maintain an independent catalog of titles. For the ridiculously low price I paid for my copy, what was delivered bordered on the unbelievable. My mint condition book arrived early and double wrapped like a Christmas present. I sincerely thank these good people for their extreme dedication to quality and service.

Up there in Heaven, I once again thank you, mon frère. Really miss you.

Deo vindice!

COLUMN: Another Word On Education

02 Wednesday Aug 2023

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Another Word On Education

 

August is again upon us, and that means the great majority of American children will soon march back to their child sacrifice and slave training camps, aka “schools”. Well, like so many little victims in this strange, nation-shaped kind of place, the kids in the suburban small town where I exist started last month. “School” in July. If their parents were capable of thinking above the first or second logical order, then they might know that almost all of their “schools” are now majority vibrant. If they knew, then I suppose they’d be proud. I’d ask, “Who, really, cares?” But, of course, I do. Somewhat. A little, and less every year. The only future for education in fading America is homeschooling.

Thus I was greatly encouraged by Katie O’Neal’s latest article on homeschooling and by the great comments left by Joe Putnam and Dr. Clyde Wilson. Dr. Wilson knows a thing or two thousand about education, and Katie and Joe have direct, personal experience with homeschooling. My best plausible contribution might be my role as an amateur psychometrist and whistle-blower. Another strong suit (or hindrance) might be my concentration on the right tail of the old intelligence distribution bell curve. Regardless, I’ve decided today to present a rerun of a 2021 column with a few minor editions. That old column was itself a follow-up to another one that dealt with related demographic issues. A fun fact for Newton County, GA: a few more years have done the opposite of improving those demographics. 

Make Them Invulnerable

(April 14, 2021, modified today)

Last week’s column struck a nerve with me, a depressing if predictable nerve. Compared to those at the top, the people at the bottom of a double Hollingworth gap are not just relatively retarded. They are, in a relative sense, profoundly retarded. It’s akin to the mental difference between a person of ordinary intelligence and a house cat. This week, happily, I’m addressing those of us on the far right tail of the curve.

I never liked school – from kindergarten through graduate school. I especially detested my short-lived experience with the “enrichment” program in middle school. I only lasted a few days or maybe weeks before I absolutely refused to participate. The pitiful government school I attended was bad enough. The special program was worse. At the time, someone should have foreseen the incompatibility. 

Just before I was subjected to that particular draining make-work project, a relevant paper was published: Wendy Roedell, Vulnerabilities of Highly Gifted Children, Roeper Review, Vol. 6, No. 3 (1984)(read it HERE). Roedell briefly outlined the difference between “gifted” and “extraordinarily gifted,” ever cognizant of the semi-subjective assessment and application of both labels. 

Her work is good, great even, and thus, it has been roundly ignored, especially her overly-optimistic conclusion: “As information about the needs of highly gifted children becomes more widespread, and society’s expectations become more closely attuned to the realities of gifted development, the degree of vulnerability of these children will diminish.” If only.

The ensuing period of nearly forty years has seen many things. America has degenerated into a ridiculously stupid third-world cesspool. The schools – almost all public and most private – have dropped even the pretense of former Western educational standards. And, while the existence of the UHIQ is reluctantly acknowledged, society has adopted an almost universal bias against the cognitive elite. This is the phenomenon Tom Ironsides observed in THE SUBSTITUTE when he occasionally encountered a languishing child of true intelligence in the wild. It is the same treatment he received from a system blindly obsessed with meaningless credentials. Sadly, the experience is not limited to fiction. Consider The Genius Famine by Edward Dutton and Charlton for the negative effects of this bias on society. One of Charles Murray’s four simple truths in Real Education was that the future of society is dependent on how well high-IQ children are educated. As a country and a nation, the USSA and America have failed; hence, our future looks like war, fracture, and a diminished quality of life.

More recently, thought criminal on the lam, Gonzalo Lira, had this to say about our “schools”:

TERRIBLE EDUCATION: The education bestowed in schools and universities in the US and Europe are atrocious. Children finishing high-school without knowing how to read or do simple math. University students who can’t tell you what centuries Shakespeare lived—or who he was!

Education has become a way to enslave the minds of children, teaching them ideological lies and preventing them from thinking critically. And university education is a way to get an empty accreditation and (not incidentally) turn every student into a student loan debt slave.

That was part of a list of reasons to evacuate out of the West before it’s too late. In general, some European schools, and especially colleges are in better shape than others. European education is vastly preferable to what passes for the same thing in the USSA. Still, he’s not wrong. At the higher levels, on both sides of the Atlantic, hard science and engineering departments are, by and large, still holdouts against the rot, even if their host schools have already succumbed. Once a child is effectively homeschooled, he and his parents should think long and hard about college. Aside from exceptions to the horrible new rule, there are outside alternatives for learning at that level.

No child deserves to be trapped in a failed modern K-12 Amerikan school. While some do much better than others, exceptional children are failed in exceptional fashion. Most of those children above 140-145 WAIS (or SB) are utterly tortured. Especially boys. In many cases, programs allegedly there to help, in fact, hinder. 

As I’ve written previously, the only way to assist a truly intelligent child is for his parents to point him in what they think is the right direction and then step aside and see how far he can go. This isn’t necessarily easy. The parents may not know the correct direction. They may have communication difficulties with their son. And, as is usually the case, they may be plagued with a desire to control that which is not ultimately controllable. Homeschooling is really the only option. 

Back in 1984, Roedell saw the need to remove the bright child from the doldrums of the standard classroom: “Highly gifted children experience increased vulnerability when they spend large portions of their time in inappropriate educational settings. The more a gifted child’s abilities differ from the norm, the more inappropriate becomes the educational program offered in the regular classroom.” She nailed the problems with “enrichment” programs: 

Many programs for gifted children also constitute inappropriate environments for the extraordinarily gifted child … In some school districts, the content of the gifted enrichment class is not linked logically to the identification system. … Even when the child’s abilities and the content of the program are linked, the learning pace of the program may be geared to the level of the moderately gifted child.

The cat comparison is hyperbole, but it is accurate.

It is important to remember that a child with an IQ of 164 is as different intellectually from a child with an IQ of 132 as that child is different from the 100 IQ child. Forcing a child with an IQ of 164 to learn at the pace of the average child, or even the pace of the moderately gifted, is akin to placing an average child in a special education classroom and asking that his/her learning rate be slowed down to keep pace with the rest of the class. The frustration of highly gifted children forced to stifle their love of learning in inhospitable environments can result in withdrawal, behavior problems, or psychosomatic symptoms.

That was my experience in both the special program, specifically, and the schools in general. There was a reason why I independently reached the same conclusion about my subject program as the professional and why I reached it faster with less information. Then, and worse today, the problem is compounded by a number of factors. First, the schools are geared towards low-achievers; ultra and very high-ability students are seen as nonconforming nuisances. The programs, all of them, are designed to indoctrinate rather than to educate. The people who plan and organize curriculum, general and advanced, have ulterior motives. The “gifted and talented” courses are most appropriate for the “all-rounders”, and, these days, best suit the needs and proclivities of female students. That is of no service to the young minds with the most to offer an ailing country and culture. Additionally, the instructors in charge of even the special programs, in most cases, simply cannot communicate at the appropriate mental level with the most advanced students in their care. The average school teacher in the USSA has an IQ of 110. 

A child forced to endure such low-level foolishness will endure. He may very well continue to perform well, grade-wise, into college or even graduate school. But by being denied a real start, he will always be behind his potential. And he will come to resent or even hate the system and those who operate it and those to whom it primarily caters. There is the danger he might take up the digital pen. In the end, he will become adrift in a society that denigrates intelligence – more to its detriment than to that of the high-IQ pariahs. 

Chris Langan, a genius if ever there was one, was brutally punished in the USSA for his high intelligence. Wang Huning was allowed to maximize his intellectual potential from an early age in China. One man’s nation rises while the other’s collapses. 

The sane alternative is relatively simple even in the absence of something controlling like the CPC. Don’t expect smart children to succeed and do not “help” them. Rather, let them succeed. Give them the necessary tools and encouragement and then let them build. What is rightly seen as vulnerability, if properly channeled, can become great strength, beneficial both to the children and to the greater society. A system designed by and for 90 IQ simpletons cannot and will not help. This is up to us. They are our children, after all. Make them invulnerable.

*****

It is my reasoned suspicion that the foregoing approach will work for children of all ability levels. It will at least work better than the one-size-fits-none ways of the “schools”. By my count, this is education article number 439. And while it may not yet be time for me to fully put down my baton, I sense the time has arrived to lay off some of my education scribbling. At least in English. (Друзья мои, продолжайте делать то, что работает! Если я могу вам помочь, мы поговорим.) In any event, I look forward to more genuine wisdom about what really works from Katie, Joe, and any and all of you who know. Onwards.

Deo vindice!

PS: I dedicate this song to Gonzalo Lira. Go, boy! Good luck, and maybe make for Russia.

PPS: Regarding all the building excitement about choosing ‘Murica’s next national dinosaur, I just cannot get excited. Allosaurus or Triceratops, you say? Friends, I truly don’t think these critters exist anymore if they ever did.

COLUMN: Americans Need A Shaman

26 Wednesday Jul 2023

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Americans Need A Shaman

 

Words. Boy, did I have some for you. I scripted this article out with an intro which I decided to scrap for reasons. Those sharp literary blades are still in the hopper if needed. Instead, today I give you the following musical comparison, which should essentially make most of my original points in a less rhetorically-taxing fashion. It’s music, so it should be fun. Rather, I hope the first tune depresses and/or enrages you. The second is very upbeat and uplifting. It is my high hope that something causes the all-too-real message of the first to give way to the joy and empowerment of the second. Let’s get this underway, shall we?

The first song is an English translation of a French-Canadian ditty that someone forwarded to me. To the extent possible, please enjoy “Dégénérations” as performed by David Mathewes:

(David Mathewes – “Dégénérations”)

Sampled lyrics:

Well now, your great great grandmum, she had fourteen kids to raise.

And then your great grandmum nearly followed in her ways.

Then your grandmother had three and decided to prevent.

And your mom had just the one – and she was an accident.

 

As for you, little girl, a different partner every night.

And if anything goes wrong, you go to town and put it right.

But in the silent morning, you can almost hear the sound

Of a big kitchen table, all the children gathered round.

This tune is wonderfully melodious yet very depressing. It’s depressing because what it describes is real and true. This is the short story of the collapse of generations and a people. Our people. Almost the entirety of post-modern life is dedicated to whittling us down from large, happy families to sitting alone in boxes. All of it is and was a malicious set of lies, a purposeful plan to reduce us to nothing. And even today, if one listens, the liars and fools repeat the mantras of ease, freedom, and pleasure, all of which end up looking like misery, slavery, and death. 

Deep in the lyrics, the subject young man is encouraged to “fight the temptation to commit armed robbery” as he grapples with his hopeless existence. Given the mass gravity of the situation, and given that it is the product of a war against our people, I suggest that the temptation might rightly drift towards a more lethal crime. I also suggest if well-directed, yielding to such temptation might be more of a necessity than a crime. 

As aside to our wicked enemies: When, if ever, it comes, know that you earned it. 

Just as the enemy keeps pouring gasoline on our raging national inferno, so too do so many of us still pretend we’re living in a bygone era where the lies still appear at least somewhat plausible. I have my year and you likely have yours. If any Americans want to step out of 1982, 1859, or 1054 and enter the current year with an eye for survival, then we have to do a little better in recapturing our lapsed spirit and sense of identity. Other societies not so dissimilar from our own offer glimpses of what that might look like. Scott Ritter visited Russia this year and came home telling and bragging about the palpable presence of the Russian identity. Russia is still run by and for Russians. Therefore, the whole of Russian culture acts as a perpetual promotion of the Russian nation. Our road is harder, as America is run by and for satanists who actively hate, suppress, and exterminate the American nation. Our fight will be ours largely alone. Still, we may find fun in the fighting, especially if we dare do things like regain the lost popular culture. Here comes the fun song!

Until the other day, I had never heard of Russian pop-rock singer Yaroslav Dronov by his given name. I had heard, very briefly here and there, of his extremely popular stage persona, Shaman. Heretofore, I had stupidly written him off as the Russian Justin Bieber. He’s not and I made a mistake. Correcting my mistake has proven somewhat pleasant and a little addictive. Please watch this recent live performance of Shaman’s “I Am RUSSIAN” and/or read the translated English lyrics below:

(Shaman – “I Am RUSSIAN!”)

“I am RUSSIAN” 

English lyrics mechanically translated via Yandex, with micro-tinkering by Perrin:

I breathe in this air.

The sun in the sky is looking at me.

A free wind is flying over me.

It’s the same as me.

 

And I just want to love and breathe.

And I don’t need anything else.

The way it is, and you can’t break me.

And all because,

 

I’m Russian, I’m going to the end.

I am Russian, my blood is from my father, heh-heh.

I am Russian, and I am lucky.

I am Russian, to spite the whole world.

 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I am Russian!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

 

This song flies into Heaven,

And He calls me with Him.

And my heart is burning in me,

Lighting the way home.

 

Where you just want to love and breathe,

And I don’t need anything else.

That’s the way I am, and you can’t break me.

And all because,

 

I’m Russian, I’m going to the end.

I am Russian, my blood is from my father, heh-heh.

I am Russian, and I am lucky.

I am Russian, to spite the whole world.

 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I am Russian!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

 

I’m Russian, I’m going to the end.

I am Russian, my blood is from my father.

 

I am Russian, and I am lucky.

I am Russian, to spite the whole world.

I am Russian.

Musical tastes, of course, vary. I suspect for many that tune is one of the rare, catchy types that do not require an exact understanding of the words. It’s also somewhat of a testament to the lingering multi-lingual effects of all that is the Indo-European philologic tradition, because one can if one tries, detect certain similarities (e.g., “я русский”, sung “J’ah” or “Ya” “Rooskie” comes almost cleanly across the mind as what it is, “I’m Russian”). When the words are understood, they are powerful! The song is a short defense and celebration of what it means to be a proud living Russian. To a lesser contemporary extent, it is also a hard slap right in the face to the anti-Russian forces of Clown World. “[t]o spite the whole world” means to spite those who would enslave and destroy Russia. 

Notice anything about the video? Specifically about the crowd? That’s what young Russia looks like. That is the demographic composition of about 90% of the whole Federation, and closer to 99% of the population west of the Urals in the “European” Republics and Oblasts. Compare that, if one dares, to wherever one lives in the former United States. Then, keep the comparison going.

American boys and girls, at an alarming rate, don’t even know whether they’re boys or girls. Many of their idiot elders won’t tell them for fear of being called bad names. I doubt anyone in Shaman’s audience has that problem. Young Americans are told to hate their people, their history, and themselves. Young Americans are told their country was founded on the (fake) “sins” of racism, slavery, and White supremacy. Young Americans, a vanishing breed, are told to be homosexual deviants, to never have children, and to kill any children that do come along. Young Americans are essentially enslaved, early in life, to various classes of people, large and small, weak and powerful, who hate them. Young Americans will be saddled with onerous usurious fake debt before taking on more fake usurious debt. They will work for less than Depression-era wages. They will not own homes. They will not get married, or have children. 

Young Russians like the ones in the video are born into an ancient culture still willing and able to violently defend itself. They will emerge into that culture free and clear to navigate. They will find plentiful jobs in the booming west of the country, and free land in the booming east. They will marry each other and produce future generations. Russian governments, industries, and institutions are run, again, by and for Russians. They promote the existence of their people. Russian women work to build families. Russian men kill to defend it all. Russia, uber alles, to spite the whole world if necessary. The one scenario is worth singing about. 

Americans once had something like that. Something worth loving, living in, preserving, and defending. Political and physical control of that great space between Mexico and Canada has been lost (past tense) by Americans. The question now is whether enough of them want to preserve some remnant of what was lost. For my part, I think that’d be a fine idea, and about the only one worth entertaining. How about we do it? Let’s spite the whole world – especially our weak, demented, lecherous little overlords.

Third song! I’ll close out with a micro music minute. Think you know Rick Astley? Here’s his “Never Gonna Give You Up” as covered on a Casio electronic piano by Russia’s outstanding and lovely Gamazda (Alexandra Kuznetsova):

(pronounced: “Gah-Maz-Dah!”)

Deo vindice!

COLUMN: A Loose Update

21 Friday Jul 2023

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A Loose Update

 

Greetings. It’s another excuse for a column. Things being what they are, and not what they aren’t, this is the best I could do this week. I asked an AI bot to help me out. Instead, it scoldingly told me, “It is inappropriate to comment, discuss, or even know about people using ballpoint pens before the technology is invented or widely, publicly disseminated.” So here we are.

I thought I’d keep this simple and kind of rapid-fire. Okay, there wasn’t much thought about it. Rest assured that quality will improve tomorrow. Just a few things:

It’s the middle of summer. Naturally, the child indoctrination and molestation centers, aka, the “schools”, are about to get going again on their endless mission for Moloch. Seriously, the fake schools in the town where I exist start the new year of torture next week. In July. There’s something horribly wrong about this. 

The other day, I noticed dog food is considerably cheaper than infant formula. Fifty yankee dollars buy a fifty-pound sack of Chow Chow chow. A small can of powdered sustenance for a small person goes for upwards of sixty imperial credits. There’s something wrong with this too.

There was going to be more, but I am VERY limited on time, and I need to get to this update:

A few weeks ago, in a real column, I theorized about the fake “Wagner” coup in Russia. Therein, I made a short series of non-predictions. We can’t be sure yet, but here’s what it looks like I got right.

Hot on the heels of his alleged exile, the “traitor” Prigozhin was seen having a private dinner meeting with V. Putin. Evidently, they were laughing about something.

Wagner has for the most part been reorganized and incorporated into the RUS MOD. The rest is acting as a training, meddling, or shock corps. They’re in Belarus, staging for something with the Belarusians and those Russian extras I mentioned. Or they were. Rumor has it the combined force is either prepping to move into western Ukraine or has already done so. My guess is Putin is about to seal off Kiev from the Werewest. Forces in Galicia, blocking roads and rail, and with air defenses would take care of that, leaving only a narrow channel to Banderastan via the Black Sea.

That channel is already closed. Russia has effectively blockaded Odessa and is beginning to soften the city with major air strikes. No word yet on a massive troop movement in that direction, though it’s only the end of July.

Elsewhere, kind of like I said, there is a massive troop buildup. Non-MSM sources tell me some 160,000 Russian regulars and nearly 1,000 tanks are staging for something in the Kharkiv area. Hmmm. 

Ukrainian losses are staggering. Russia has probably suffered 30,000 KIAs in the past seventeen months. Conservative estimates put Ukie KIAs at or above 350,000. Add to that 700-900,000 wounded. This is beyond horrible and bodes not well at all for the future of whatever rump state emerges from the former Ukraine. The good news is that war crimes tribunals are already being set up to try those responsible. That’s a discussion for another time, but suspiciously swishy, never-married GAE sin-a-tors and bloated hags of the “new land” variety might want to start making arrangements. [Note to Shadows: You might ingratiate yourselves to the civilized world by rounding up this kind of scum when the time comes. Having them out of the country will be reward enough.]

Kiev is running out of men, again. In fact, Lil’ Ze is starting to run out of generations. And NATO and the GAE are just about out of ammo. Brandon’s thugs broke GAE “law” by sending cluster munitions for the MOD to destroy. For once, this move was not made out of malice; the GAE simply has no other kinds of rounds to send. Bonus Trivia!!!! RUS has several AD systems that can shoot down artillery shells – literally hitting large bullets with bullets.

A year or so back, I think to the Prepper Post audience, I discussed the reach and capability of Mr. Putin’s nuclear gas station. I explained that things like weapons plants in the SW, TX, or the OCSA are all in easy, undefended 3M22 range. A far-fetched if possible scenario? Maybe. But it may have already happened, though without the Zicon storm. I don’t pay attention to the MSM much, but something tells me they have been a little quiet about the multiple explosions at the DOW chemical plant in Iberville Parish, LA. The plant makes, or rather, made ethylene oxide, which is a key ingredient in several military munitions. The GAE’s stocks of weapons were dangerously low already. Funny timing, no? It could have simply been an ordinary example of the strength of DIEversity, corpocratic cost-cutting, or Cleetus’s last cigarette break. Of course, it could have been one or more of those things with a little push. It will be most interesting, and a little telling if this happens again somewhere else. There’s a reason why I advise getting away from large cities and military or military industrial facilities. 

Old Possum advises a lot of things. I advise you to return to this corner of them interwebs next week for more rambling.

Deo vindice.

COLUMN: A Shadow: The Need For Observer Status

12 Wednesday Jul 2023

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A Shadow: The Need For Observer Status

(with Perrin’s Music Minute)

The following is a bare-bones suggestion geared towards Americans, particularly, Southerners. It may be of some utility to other people of goodwill. Some of them, namely Asians and Hispanics, are already largely doing much of what I will and would recommend, and in some areas, they are doing more. Americans, particularly in Dixie, will encounter various obstacles if any of this is to be implemented. First, there is a substantial lack of belief, motivation, and cohesive spirit. Second, there is a (perceived by me) lack of funding. Some of this will entail moderate expenses. Third, there is a distinct possibility that necessary outside reception may be less than forthcoming. Most of what I’m on about today involves interactions with certain international parties, some of them in person. These are good people, but they may have written off, at least superficially, dealing with many Americans. One can hardly blame them. Fourth, moderate to severe objections from the satanic foreign rulers of the United States can and should be expected. There will be more; all of it will have to be dealt with intelligently and resolutely.

Southerners should consider establishing a Shadow Government. Or a government in internal exile. This pseudo-institution was needed yesterday. With a few distinct exceptions, my previous mentionings of this fact have fallen on deaf or retarded ears. Nonetheless, time keeps marching on and the time to start acting is now. Particulars are, as of yet, difficult to impossible to delineate. Therefore, this step is more about, or all about planning. While reordering will be necessary at the local, state, and federated national levels, I suggest picking either the state or federated model and running loosely with it – while keeping the others in mind. All existing political and legal structures are compromised, as are all elected officials at those levels. You’ll be starting from scratch.

Here appearances do matter. People love looks over substance, and for once their desires might not be entirely misplaced. This shadow is not or should not be intended to compete with the hellish nightmare rooted on the banks of the Potomac. I suggest never giving the impression that it is intended to replace or overthrow that failed and miserable and wicked death cult. Our enemies are weakened but they are still dangerous. And they do not like competition. Multiple secession movements are growing, but they require a little more time. More importantly, it is impossible to overthrow something that long ceased to exist in actual valid reality. White men, for now, you are the Taliban; watch and wait. And plan. It might be best to approach this as another social or historical interest club, one without too many identifiable or titled leaders.

How all of this is accomplished, I do not necessarily know. I would suggest something rather different from the Enlightenment’s lie-driven mess of the US’s constitutional founding. More Venice, less interstate commerce, and so forth. I’d also be very clear about who is and is not a part of the waiting new nation, and who is and is not allowed to directly participate in its governing affairs. 

There is also the issue of territorial confines. You probably will not resurrect the original state of the CSA. Nor will all of the various former constituent states necessarily be options. Demographics will eventually serve as a guide and things will work out – for someone, somewhere. Do keep in mind that you are not alone. Also, I again caution that you may be under inspection, or if you will, grooming by a different kind of shadow. I have little hard evidence to back this assertion; however, if I am correct, then the last thing any of you want is to serve as the new operational base of the empire that never ended.

You need Observer Status in various international organizations. Someone or some small group will necessarily have to serve as unofficial representatives, ambassadors, or foreign ministers. Three organizations jump out screaming for your attention: BRICS+, SPIEF, and the SCO. To the best of my knowledge, all of them admit observer states and different kinds of guests. They represent the current interests of the free and sovereign nations, and tomorrow they will effectively become the global establishment. (That’s happening already, really.) I seriously doubt that they or any of the countries involved in them will humor an immediate attempt by the Confederate States of America to join up. They deal with hard, positive reality. However, I suspect they may be more than open to the potential of interested outsiders exploring future possibilities. 

On the other hand, while making and keeping friends is important, it is also wise to keep track of enemies. Therefore, consider observing or monitoring, perhaps without attempting to join in any way, NATO (yes, really), the UN, the IMF, the BIS, and the WEF. Maybe a few more. In so monitoring these groups, extreme caution is advisable along the lines of Gandalf lamenting Saruman’s delving too deeply, even with initially honest intentions, into the arts of the enemy.

Think about Real Money. The Dollar’s day is over. And there are no real dollars left anyway. None of the debt-substitute money in the US/WereWestern economy is real. It is entirely based on increasingly obvious frauds and increasingly impotent threats of violence. In other words, it is fake (and gay). The other side of the now bifurcated global economy is real, based on tangible goods and services and/or a public utility theory of money as controlled by the people of the nations and their governments – for their benefit and not the benefit of foreign satanists.

Last year, the Sovereign World, led by Russia and China, transitioned very smoothly to a new trading system temporarily facilitated by MIR-CIPS. I do not pretend to understand exactly how it works, but it does work. In place of threats, there appears to be actual value, and in place of fraud, there is honest mutual discussion, negotiation, and agreement. The majority of the world population now lives in areas that have switched or are switching to this system. Southerners and heritage Americans would be wise to do the same as soon as it becomes practical. 

The parameters are scarcely known, but it was just announced that a new gold-backed international settlement and trade currency will be unveiled in the near future. Evidently it will be what the Bretton Woods Bancor was allegedly supposed to be. Your local currency, while aligned with others, will remain your local currency. The new “Gold X” will simply allow for payments between participating nations. Astoundingly, some movement in this direction is already underway in places like Texas. Even if direct participation is not yet possible, now is the time to explore, gain understanding, and make friends.

There is much more to consider moving forward. Among necessary areas in need of some address are military, industrial, agricultural, academic, media, technical, and infrastructure issues. Knowing that some exploration of those subjects is already underway, I leave them for another day or to your esteemed pondering. Just know that all of this is critical. All of the foregoing must necessarily take place outside of the existing legal and political frameworks. You’ve already been banned from those anyway. In fact, what remains of them is a farcical shell unworthy of anyone’s participation or tolerance. And all of this takes place and will take place in the 2023-2033 time period set in actual reality. Keep in mind the historical interest club angle is mainly for cover, and it is not a crutch or security blanket.

One more thing before the lyrical postscript. Many thanks to Walt Garlington for alerting me to the coming publication by PRAV of Eschatological Optimism, the posthumously collected writings of the late, lovely, and in need of avenging Daria Dugina. Maybe bookmark that for the end of this summer.

The Music Minute

Think you know Rick Astley? Here he is on the drums covering AC-DC at Glastonbury very recently. Here’s the end of the show, a zany spectacle I have rarely seen the likes of before. Wait, there’s more.

Think you know Weird Al? And Weezer? And Toto? Here’s Yankovic “fronting for” Weezer covering Toto. The live concert version, where Al is definitely singing in addition to playing and acting. 

May these soothing and/or upbeat tunes help anyone who attempts the foregoing recommendations.

Deo vindice.

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