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PERRIN LOVETT

~ Deo Vindice

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Charmingly Victorian

15 Saturday Nov 2025

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JUDGING ATHENA, The Substitute

I still know little about the whole Amazon thing, though my hopes are high it is an easily redressed matter. More on that as it comes in.

In the meantime, someone from the literary world just emailed me this morning about Judging Athena: “…JUDGING ATHENA. Although set in [the] present-day, the writing style is charmingly Victorian. It’s perfect for rainy- weather-at-the-cottage reading.” I told her, “Ima steal that,” and I did!

Judging Athena is still available in all formats directly from Green Altar. As is The Substitute. Perfect Christmas gifts, so order now!

Public Schools: Devoid of Faith

10 Tuesday Oct 2023

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Christianity, education, schools, The Substitute, Walt Garlington

Walt Garlington examines the dire shortcomings of public “education” in Louisiana, offering a most plausible course of correction!

There is something that will drive away these evils, but these school officials, and most other government officials in Louisiana from school boards to the Governor’s Mansion, seem afraid to name it: Christianity.

If there is faithfulness and love towards God, if there is constant remembrance of God, lawlessness in adults and children is much less likely to arise. A holy man we have mentioned before, St. Dimitri of Rostov, a native of the Ukraine, explains it this way:

In Paradise, to do and to keep was the first commandment given Adam, that is, to do with the mind2 in order to comprehend well, and to keep the commandment so as not to break it. But since he did not do with mindfulness, he did not keep the commandments, and because he did not practice mental action above all else, unbelief arose in Adam – disbelief in God, Who spoke and commanded; then from unbelief were born disobedience and transgression; from the transgression came the falling away from the Lord’s grace and estrangement from His Divine love.

If Adam had comprehend the Benefactor and reflected upon the commandment, and if he had believed, he would not have disobeyed the commandment; nor would he have eaten of the forbidden tree and been cast out of Paradise, and fallen into death and corruption . . . .

Unbelief is born from imprudence, and disobedience is born from unbelief, and every sin and transgression are born from disobedience. If someone comprehends nothing, how can he believe? How can a person devoid of faith, and thus he understands nothing, keep the commandments of the Lord? Further, how can he who does not keep the commandments of the Lord have trusting hope in God and love for Him? It is not at all possible.

Without constant reminders of God and his commandments, St. Dimitri is saying, all kinds of sins will be committed. We now have the fulfillment of that statement of his in our own schools.

Read the whole thing. At the end, Walt does the strangest thing: he recommends a novel:

Coda:  For more illustrations of the numerous pitfalls that come about from relying on the bureaucratic professionalism mentioned earlier to improve the public school system, we recommend Perrin Lovett’s short James Bond-esque novel The Substitute, available from Shotwell Publishing.

Thanks, Walt!

Like Christmas in June

06 Tuesday Jun 2023

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The Substitute

You asked, and they listened.

I’m happy to announce THE SUBSTITUTE is now available in EPUB and print(!) directly from Shotwell Publishing. I’d suggest buying both versions. And, if one toggles the up arrow next to “ADD TO CART”, one can purchase 2, 50, or 10,000 copies. You owe it to yourself, so order as many as you can afford.

COLUMN: A June Update On WW3

01 Thursday Jun 2023

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A June Update On WW3

 

I have returned from my first vacation in almost 400 years, and boy howdy, I need a break. 

June is upon us, a busy month. In addition to hosting Juneteenth, June is also sodomite child-predation month. Weight your millstones accordingly. And … you know what? I hereby cancel all of that! You’re welcome. Do remember that June 8th is, of course, USS Liberty Remembrance Day. 34 American men were intentionally killed by Israel. Believe it or not, the IDF/N has a memorial to the ship and her crew at the Clandestine Naval Museum in Haifa – something that queer dipshit Ron DeSantis wouldn’t allow in a Florida town where a survivor lives. Never forget.

It’s not your imagination. Republicans come in two primary varieties: bloodthirsty zionists, and pedophile sodomites. Please pardon the extreme redundancy in that last sentence. I know there’s considerable cross-over between the types, and I know there are one or two (and no more) exceptions to the otherwise hard and fast rule. Here, I planned to tell the truth about Lindsey Graham, Brian Kemp, Ron DeSantis, and maybe a few others, but what’s the point? I could mention the predictable debt ceiling caving and cucking by McCarthy and Company, but again, it’s a moot issue. Bloodthirsty zionists and pedophile sodomites. 

Instead, let’s take a somewhat rambling look at World War Three. I’ll try to steer this thing.

Regarding the hot part of the war in Europe, ZATO air games aside, I think the Wicked Witch of the WereWest, Vicky Nuland, is babbling her dreams aloud, Rainman-style, more than expressing coherent strategy. This summer may get hot. Or not. If the heat is on, look for a Russian victory. If not, look for a Russian victory.

There’s also a slow-smoldering fire in Serbia. The rainbow brigade from KFOR recently knocked some Serbian heads around. This miserable affair in Kosovo has been a GAE staple for decades now. Over the past week, somewhat reliable sources alleged that the usual suspects are trying to bring a Maidan-esque revolution to Belgrade. Here’s hoping that all of that fails, that the people behind it drop dead, and Camp Bondsteel is swallowed in a huge sinkhole. There’s more, but let’s keep this moving.

Four years ago, the USSA prepared to launch its biological warfare campaign and idiotic global hoax on the decent if dull-witted people of the Third Rock. If you’ve read … never mind. Just know that Occupied Palestine was one of the many countries that tracked the effects of the Great Hoax. They, at least the occupiers, have just reported that no healthy people under the age of 50 died from the Hoax. Furthermore, the average age of those who did die from (or with) the Hoax was at or above the ordinary average age of death. This was the standard, internationally-observed trend, and one that yours truly called out early in 2020. 

The same sources are a little slower getting to various other mortality statistics from 2021 and 2022 – likely to shield the public from the obvious fact that the second-stage bioweapon, aka the “vaccine” was far more deadly than the first stage SARS-HIV-HOAX bug. I think it was Dr. Zev Zelenko (RIP) who said Occupied Palestine was the largest second-stage bioweapon test laboratory in the world based on the percentage of people who stupidly, faithlessly accepted it. I watched him address the Rabbinical Council of Occupied Palestine back in 2020. Then, he explained his treatment protocol which boasted a virtually 100% cure rate. 

But, by and large, people don’t trust medical doctors with 100% success rates. Instead, they trust “science”, which they can’t define, as foisted by the Clowns who live to poison and kill people with biological weapons, chemical weapons, radiological weapons, nuclear weapons, and any other kind of weapons they can use. This young century, even without the Hoax, they’ve killed the hell out of millions of innocents.

The Watson Institute at Brown University just released a study, How Death Outlives War: The Reverberating Impact of the Post-9/11 Wars on Human Health, about the magnitude and causes of the murders perpetrated by Clown World. Read that, or at least, the Executive Summary (2 pages, come on). In brief summation, most people killed in warfare are not killed by overt martial actions like shootings and bombings. Rather, they die of disease, starvation, contamination, exhaustion, and despair. The Clowns have so killed at least 4.5 million innocent people over the last two decades (excluding the Hoax and the Ukrainian front – both Clown-sponsored activities). The ending words of the Summary make George Carlin look prophetic: “The post-9/11 wars have occurred in countries whose populations are largely Black and brown, and are often waged by countries with histories of white supremacism and Islamophobia.” 

They left out Clown-supremacy, but like Carlin said, “bombing brown people”. Equity and inclusion mongers can breathe smugly knowing C19 and the 404 Affair have greatly spread the misery among all peoples. All of these are crimes of aggression that cry out to Heaven for Vengeance.

Accordingly, the fake Brandon administration is declaring war! On — anti-satanism! Naturally, it’s what one might expect from the most satanically infiltrated and dominated fake administration in history. One can further expect Brandon to solicit and gain massive support from his pro-satanic, bloodthirsty zionist, pedo-homo GOP friends. In many ways, whatever controls Brandon is way behind the assorted GOPers. 

The main takeaway from all this madness and evil is that no one, especially no young man, double-especially no young Southern man, should ever trust anything said or done by the Clowns. Do not believe them. Do not support them. And most importantly, do not serve them. Let the Clowns defend Clown World. Let them die for it. Let them suffer Judgment for it. You, sane people, just live. Get out there. Build, get married, and raise families. Keep them safe from the deprivations of the world. While the luciferian order of today burns, it’s time to plan a new society. 

I have a little book that may help in recognizing some of the traps of post-modernity. Many thanks, again, to Dr. Wilson for his excellent review of The Substitute. Given all he wrote, and given that it’s all true, I suggest people purchase at least 25 copies.

That’s a wrap for this week. 

Tom Ironsides is a New Hero

20 Saturday May 2023

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Don’t take my word for it. Another new review came in for THE SUBSTITUTE. Says the lovely, intelligent Lynne Neal:

New hero!

Tom Ironsides is a new hero…a man’s man…politically-incorrect…highly intelligent…multi-talented.

As he takes on the failed public school system, the reader lives through a school year with him, his family, his romantic escapades, and winds up cheering him on as Tom implements his ideas for a completely different type of education, built upon classical studies.

Flashbacks to Tom’s time in service to the empire provide more excitement and inspiration from our hero.

Excellent novel. MOST enjoyable! I’m ready for the follow-up!

This may be the best, most succinct summary of the novel yet. Many thanks to Lynne! And don’t just take her word for it. Snag a copy yourself (or, better yet, 10).

A Review of THE SUBSTITUTE

01 Monday May 2023

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Dr. Clyde Wilson surprised and flattered me with his assessment of James Bond’s replacement:

A Southern James Bond Goes to School
By Clyde Wilson | May 1, 2023 | Blog

Southern fiction has a new hero—Tom Ironsides makes his appearance in book form in Perrin Lovett’s work The Substitute (Shotwell Publishing, 2023). Sequels and prequels are in the offing.

Ironsides is a sort of James Bond, but a much better man. He is a master of his former craft as a CIA operative, although he has progressively developed a realisation that he had not really been defending his country but rather the worst people in it. Lovett describes his paramilitary adventures vividly and more realistically than Bond fantasies.

Ironsides has seen much of the world and has lived a good deal abroad, including as a college professor in Slovakia. Like Bond, he drinks and likes women (and additionally is a cigar connoisseur ). He is also a Christian, a genuine classical scholar, and feels deeply a duty toward his declining country and people. Ironsides was born and bred in the snows of New Hampshire, but is a happily adopted South Carolinian.

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Read the whole thing.

Big Club, Big Sleaze

01 Monday May 2023

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Billy Burns, CIA, Epstein, pedos, rank evil, The Substitute

If you suspected, you were right. Pedo King Epstein, who did not kill himself, but thank God he’s dead anyway, knew more movers and shakers than we’ve been told (and we’ve been told a lot).

Future CIA director William Burns, banker Ariane de Rothschild and an ex-aide to US President Barack Obama are among the noteworthy people who had meetings with financier Jeffrey Epstein after he was publicly registered as a child-sex offender, according to a newly unearthed trove of documents from the late financier.

The previously unpublicized documents, including thousands of pages of emails and schedules from 2013 to 2017, reveal that Epstein booked multiple meetings with such prominent figures as US spy chief William Burns and with Kathryn Ruemmler, a former White House counsel who later became a top lawyer at Goldman Sachs Group, the Wall Street Journal reported on Sunday. All of the encounters were arranged after Epstein served jail time in 2008 for procuring a teenage girl for prostitution in Florida.

Surprise! No, not really surprising, is it?

CIA spokeswoman Tammy Kupperman Thorp told the WSJ that Burns didn’t know anything…

Well, I mean, who really expects the Director of the CIA to know anything? It’s not he’s the Director of the CIA or anything.

It’s deeper and darker than just about anyone can possibly imagine. And, one might have noticed that no one, aside from Epstein’s co-she-pimp, had been prosecuted.

If one would like to read a somewhat similar story, except where the CIA-connected international molesters are hunted down and brutally slaughtered, then I have a suggestion.

(From a reader!)

 

COLUMN: A Hypnotic Whomp-Whomping Over Paris (AURELIUS)

12 Wednesday Apr 2023

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A Hypnotic Whomp-Whomping Over Paris

 

Greetings, beloved readers. Being pressed for time, I had to improvise this week. Luckily for you, that means a little fiction! But first, read this book: Running on Empty: How the Imminent Collapse of the Petrodollar System Sets the Stage for World War III, by Alexander Macris (2023). It’s very short but rather important. Many of the predictions from December and January have already come to pass. Things are heating up. Ultimately, all of this will be good for any Americans who survive getting to “ultimately”.

And now, a preview of another little book:

Spring 2017: France has suffered great violence and political turmoil. Everything is shrouded in deception, death, and danger, but rest assured, Dr. Ironsides is on the case. Our “better than Bond” story is a hard, fast, all-action, first-person(!) thriller set in Paris one year before the beginning of THE SUBSTITUTE. What follows is from one draft or another and is, of course, subject to change. Enjoy.

~ a short segment from ~

AURELIUS

(a forthcoming Tom Ironsides novella)

I heard the chopper, of course, a noticeable part of the background noise on a night of continuing excitement. Slowly wandering down the street – I won’t call it staggering – I checked my shoulder again. It was a clean wound and small. I couldn’t even rest my pinky in the gash. That was happy news as far as I was concerned: a few stitches and I’d be fine. I was catching my breath and I then suddenly became aware I was probably wandering the wrong way. So it was that I had just decided to check the next street sign I came upon and walk back towards Foch. Then I looked up. 

It was only a block away or less, hovering maybe fifty feet above the rooftops. Even in the dark, I could see it was blue and white, a newer Eurocopter model. She turned slightly to one side, and I read ‘Gendarmerie’ printed on the side just above the skid. The rear door might have been, probably was open, slid back. Figures were moving inside though I really couldn’t see what they were doing nor, beyond being cops, who, exactly, they were. As I listened to the loud, nearly hypnotic whomp-whomping, half of my brain suggested waving. What better way, I thought, to get in touch with Jacques? The other half, however, maybe the half with the experience or the intuition, suddenly if silently objected. I had no time for internal debate. In an instant, the spotlight hit me. I didn’t feel like it, but I immediately launched the full sprint again, running by the absolute Grace of God. 

Speeding across an intersection, racing towards the opposite corner and relative, temporary safety, I felt the shrapnel hit. Bits of lead or other metal fragments and little chunks of asphalt were driven into my legs and back. Even in the heat of things, I could tell it probably wasn’t bad, maybe not even breaking the skin and certainly not leaving any long-term damage. But the accompanying sound told me it was a SAW or another light machine gun of some kind, not the thing one wants to feel the full experience of. Around the corner, I hugged the inside of the sidewalk, trying to use the wall to my right as a partial shield. The shots stopped but I could hear the whomping louder than before and, just barely, I caught the note of the turbines revving up. The glare of the spotlight returned. She was on me! 

After only perhaps a block, the gunner opened up again. All around me, though thankfully just behind, a cacophony of breaking glass, snapping brick and concrete, and exploding rounds broke out. I darted down the first turn I came to. I felt for it but did not draw my pistol. I’ve been the guy in the air doing the shooting. Against such an opponent, there’s not much a man on the ground can do with a sidearm in the dark. Then I was in another alley, still running hard and fast. The light flickered on and off as I ran and the sound moved in and out, surrounding and then passing me. I knew she was getting ahead. So mid-run, I turned hard. In a moment, I was back on the first street, heading in my original direction. Knowing they’d figure out the move, I took the next right I came to. 

In this manner, I zigged and zagged, slowly – all too slowly – making my way in a southerly direction. At some point, I crossed Foch. Glancing to my right, I noticed many flashing lights. I wondered where Jacques was and if he was still watching my bow-tie show. At any rate, I had no time to correct my course, with the gunner suddenly right behind me once again. More bullets kept me moving fast. After what seemed like an hour, or a day, I arrived at Trocadero Gardens. Unfortunately, I ran in from the side and was unable to obtain the cover of the museums. My plan, if I had one, was to make for the carousel and take up a shooting position. I was wondering if any officers had seen me running and how anyone could miss all the gunfire. A little optimism almost started building in my head. However, just past the central pool, in sight of the Pont d’Lena, they had me. 

A van rolled off of New York straight onto the grass. I halted and faced off with half a dozen men, each aiming a rifle at me. The Eurocopter was now just behind, hovering and illuminating me. I figured I was covered and would be mowed down if I resisted. So, I slowly raised my hands. Several of my terrestrial assailants moved in. They were strangely attired but were given away by their uncovered faces. It was obvious that I had encountered Middle Eastern terrorists making a low-effort attempt to kind of, sort of look like cops. But while their appearance was almost comical, their guns did command respect. One of them roughly patted me down and relieved me of the burden of my gun. Passing it off to a comrade, he spoke, angrily if haughtily: ‘Doctor Ironsides! Steinmeier said we could expect you. Please join us for a ride.’ 

I asked, ‘Nicholas? Is he going to join us? Maybe show off the Foundation’s real work in all these happy events?’ 

The answer was a little cold, and it came with a hard blow to my head: ‘No, mon ami. He’s busy setting up a new government for a new nation, but he asked us to give you a tour. If you don’t mind now, let’s go!’ 

We walked slowly towards the van, while I still actively gasped from the run and while my mind raced. Six of them, and they appeared serious, were a little much, at least in my present condition. For the life of me, I was out of plans. Fortunately, someone else was not. 

The helo was lazily drifting away and to the south. The spotlight turned off as it passed over New York. I was watching it uneasily while we walked, so I saw the whole thing. It happened, all of it, so very fast as to make accurate recounting somewhat speculative. First, in my mind’s eye, there was the explosion. Then, as the burning wreck fell into the Seine, I noticed the trail in the air. ‘Why didn’t I pack an R-P-G?’ I think I actually laughed openly. The other men didn’t find the episode funny. Alarmed rather, they ran several steps forward toward the van. I could have made a dash for it, but I (we, rather) were interrupted again. I only noticed the other van when it careened onto the sidewalk and ran over four or five of my captors, scattering the rest. The driver fired a submachine gun into the cab of the first van and then called to me in French: ‘Docteur Tom! Entrer!’ I did so almost immediately. But first, I had just the presence of mind to snatch my gun back from one of the last men standing. For bailment, I shot him in the temple. I wasn’t even seated, my door still ajar, when the heroic driver hit the gas, launching us into the traffic on New York. A couple of stray rounds hit the van as we rocketed away. He handed me his MP-5, saying, ‘Prends le! Pour toute poursuite. – Take it! For any pursuit.’ 

I looked down at the gun before I looked over at him. But, when I did, I knew him! He was a Godsend and I told him so: ‘Pauly! You’re a Godsend! How’d you know?’ 

‘My scanner. It’s normally how I keep the business one step ahead of the … you know. And I wasn’t going to let them get away with my favorite old customer.’ 

‘When did you get into the heavier stuff?’ 

‘About the time your old supplier, the other American, Becker? When he left town. Have a hard time moving the stuff. I don’t sell to them – the new French nor Steinmeier’s kind.’ 

‘Well, I’m glad to see you again. Thank you, brother!’ I said with joy. 

‘Don’t mention it. Now, where am I taking you?’ 

I had him route over to Foch. There, at an intersection, Jacques waved us down. He was expecting us, pinging both our phones as it turned out. For a second, I was worried about Pauly. 

‘He just happened to be in the area,’ I said. ‘I saw him and jumped—’ 

Jacques didn’t require an excuse. ‘Save it. He works for us some of the time.’ 

‘Who doesn’t?’ I asked. 

Pauly drove away and I started quizzing Jacques about, well, from my perspective, revenge. He had other ideas, insisting that I visit a hospital. We arrived at the closest ER under a heavy escort. While a young, attractive lady doctor cleaned my shoulder and prodded my backside, I renewed the interrogation or debriefing. ‘You must have everything you need,’ I said. ‘If nothing else, the button-vision footage should suffice. They even implicated Steinmeier back in the park. When do we—’ 

‘Yes, that and more. But there is no we. It’s time for you to resume retirement and maybe think about returning to Slovakia. Like tonight,’ he said somewhat firmly. 

‘That, my friend, isn’t in the cards,’ I said defiantly. 

‘It is. And it’s all of them. The whole deck! I will, for old times’ sake, give you a little more information. We’ll go to a field office before you leave – and it is time you leave, you damned trouble-making Yankee. I’ll answer a few questions in exchange for a few answers from you, and for your promise to stop shooting people and blowing things up!’ 

Within an hour of leaving the hospital, we were at a field office, which looked a lot like a good neighborhood pub. We entered a private office in the back, me sipping Scotch, and they pulled up a monitor. It was then after midnight. 

…

[Learn More This Fall]

How was that? Great. Make some room on the old credit card!

Deo vindice!

 

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day

17 Friday Mar 2023

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This one almost slipped up on me.

Here’s The Snakes, a 2020 classic short (from TPC!) featuring Dr. Ironsides!

What goes better with green beer and such than any other book? THE SUBSTITUTE.

COLUMN: Banking on the Future: A Loosely Proposed Economic and Monetary Policy (for Dixie)

15 Wednesday Mar 2023

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Banking on the Future: A Loosely Proposed Economic and Monetary Policy (for Dixie)

 

*This week, there will be two columns! Tune in a little later here, and a little later still at Reckonin’, for my review of Reclaiming The Catholic Church, a book every Christian should read.

Weather balloon mania aside, everyone was getting so excited about the 2024 election. Then, cruelly if predictably, the banks began to melt down. How many have we lost as of today? I, honestly, can’t keep track. 

There’s no point in tracking the collapse, even as everyone saw it coming or should have seen it coming. The esteemed Giuseppe Filotto just confessed that he jumped the gun on our current predicament 30 years too early. He’s to be forgiven because it is better to be ahead of these things than behind them, and he essentially made the same miscalculation Harry Figgie Jr. made in his 1992 book, Bankruptcy 1995. That book is still worth reading, by the way. The reason they, I, and almost everyone else got the timing wrong is multifaceted. First, we are decent, normal people, the opposite of the rank evil that rules the USSA, the West, and our dying financial institutions. Their dark ways are outside of our immediate reckoning, and it is difficult for anyone caught in the moment to accurately assess any complex moving disaster. Second, the scope and magnitude of this calamity are almost beyond comprehension. Using Figgie’s title as a guide, the USSA, which is and has been technically bankrupt, keeps functioning (poorly) because of its unique standing. It is all at once the debtor, the creditor, the bankruptcy judge, and the trustee. It also employs legions of full-time liars and obfuscators and a literal army of armed goons to force allegiance when lies fall short. There are other reasons.

This rolling dark age has been a long time in the making. It was born, in darkness, in 1913, of a labor long devised. It methodically grew, genuinely intensifying in 1944. Between 1971 and 1973, it launched on afterburners. The jets are still roaring, but the trajectory is now terminally locked onto the unforgiving terra firma. A loud boom and a large crater are in order. 

What the idiots in the financial press and the heathens in DC are babbling about this week is, I think, the continuation of the Great Recession of 2008. That little hiccup never ended. Instead, it was papered over and buried beneath a heap of fake debt “money”. The rather substantial flareup in the fall of 2019 was tamped down by the copious shoveling of more fake debt money through the Fed’s magic “repo” window. Perhaps a large majority of the fake debt money ginned up from all the “stimulus” programs of C19 Great Hoax and War Crime fame went into the same unfillable chasm. We may never know how many tens of trillions of fake debt-based dollars were gifted to the foreign banking elites. And yet the banks are still failing.

Whatever evil spells the Fed and the yankee government cast may extend this horrible process for a little while longer. But we have passed the point of no return. We’re now living in the final phases of mass financialization – the phases where everything, having lost real value, burns down. Thus, just as there is no longer any valid reason to follow practical ‘Murican politics, there is no reason to seriously follow the official ‘Murican or Werewestern economic policies or news. Really. There is no point in doing so going forward. You’re going to suffer regardless. Your future survival depends on you and your close community infinitely more than it does CNBC’s constant wisdom to “buy”. 

Accordingly, and considering World War Three and the looming Balkanization of the USSA, it makes no sense to offer any substantive corrective advice as to the present devolving order. What I’d like to do herein is offer a few broad-brush points for Southerners to consider during and after the breaking of the current political and societal order. These might also be useful to any other group(s) who want to rebuild and move on. Though a realist, I am a loyalist to my Southland. Ergo, one may imagine what this loose plan would look like if implemented in a reconstituted CSA, or in some part(s) thereof. I have three points and then some suggested assignments.

One. Abolish All Debt.

All of it. Now is not the time to quibble. Whatever indebtedness, of any kind, may be found within the borders of the subject remnant area must be nullified, canceled, revoked, and utterly destroyed as if it had never existed (because in tangible terms, it never did). Clean slate. Jubilee. Collateral lost. Title to the occupier. Read Hudson, Graeber, et al. Shut up and do it. 

In the future, usury must be completely outlawed. Make charging any rate or amount of interest a capital felony. Better yet, regard it as an act of combative hostility against the new state and against the people, punishable by summary military execution. Following Point Three, below, should cause would-be Shylocks a pause for many years or generations.

Two. Return To Real Money.

As I have mentioned before, as it is traditionally and legally defined, there is statistically zero money left in the USSA’s economy. This grand larceny was intentional and the effects have been horrific. It drove almost all real value from the people to the wicked foreign elites. In these last days of the empire, the situation is irreversible. However, in the future, the damages can be and must be mitigated.

Gold. Silver. Iron. Some physical, quantifiable thing or things. Take stock of them, whatever they are, and base a currency on them. Let this be an exclusively public function under the control of the most capable men in the new state. Immediately kill anyone who suggests privatizing any part of the monetary system or in any way compromising it. 

All of the traditional theories of monetary anything have failed or proven fraudulent or, at best, fantastic. Look instead to both the ancient traditions that worked for millennia and the newer approaches that are working today. Russia and China offer two different, though linked, and functioning systems of money creation, valuation, and trade that differ in multiple ways from the failed, dead dollar. The revived Yuan and Ruble are 1) not governed by evil foreigners, 2) based on reality, 3) derived from measurable standards, and/or 4) designed to function like a public utility, allowing free productive economic activity while limiting the ability of hostile outsiders to pillage actual national value and resources, and limiting the crushing effects of debt-slavery, and 5) connected in a way that enables mutually-beneficial cross-borders trade, within and without the two primary countries.

Part of deciding what to use as the basis for the new currency is a byproduct of one or more of the following assignments below.

Three. Execute The Evil-Doers.

After, or even during the coming re-ordering, wherever they may be found within the territory of the new state, all those strategically responsible for the current demise must be arrested, speedily tried, and when convicted, executed. These walking demons deserve to be slain with long, slow torture. However, simple hangings, beheadings, or stake burnings may suffice. Their ranks include political rodents, central banksters, senior commercial banksters, senior bureaucrats, neo-rentier class looters of multiple kinds, media and academic enablers, and associated trash. Many will flee or try to; they may be hunted down later. Some few may, for a number of reasons, be spared ultimate justice, but wiping them out, to the greatest extent possible, is what they have earned and the safest course of societal action. Who, having watched his children eaten alive, would lie down and sleep next to a hungry, malevolent crocodile? (Boomers alone, one presumes).

There is much more. These are the barest starting points. And they only deal with rectifying money problems. They will, to some degree of scope and success, be undertaken by someone, somewhere. And when they are, capital and a large share of the productive population will naturally transfer or attempt to migrate to the areas that re-conform with reality first.

I will now touch on just a few of the many production-based ideas that will be necessary for the rebuilding of a functional modern society. We’ll again assume this pertains to the original CSA or some part(s) of it. Here, I request volunteers. I’d like for some of our younger academicians to research the following briefly inventoried matters. This could mean any level of a college student or merely some sixteen-year-olds with internet access. The kinds of young men who do end up studying these issues are the kinds of young men who will potentially make good future leaders or advisors. At any rate, someone needs to, within the confines of whatever we mean by our new state, reasonably estimate and map out:

Coal deposits or reserves, extraction and transportation abilities, processing, consumption, product (power) transmission, and byproduct or waste remediation – in other words, coal total “potential”;

Oil potential;

Natural gas potential;

Uranium potential;

Ground and surface water potential (for multiple purposes);

Iron, steel, aluminum, and other industrial metallics potential;

“Precious” metals and materials potential;

Rare Earth element potential;

Concrete potential

Timber potential;

Agricultural potential;

Industrial manufacturing potential (of all kinds) (we have far more of this, despite 30 years of looting, than we did in the cherished year of 1859!);

Total modern military capacity, potential, and need. Here, I’m thinking production, though combined-arms understanding and usage is equal importance;

Comprehensive demographic assessment, including labor force estimation and predictability. This should include the future necessity of trans-national resettlements, intra-national resettlements, and disposition of “problem” groups;

Total transportation availability, potential, and need;

The rebirth of higher education, matriculated exclusively via meritocracy, based on actual learning, and geared toward both the retention and expansion of general knowledge and wisdom, and to the rebuilding and growth of a post-post-modern, resource-based economy;

Assessment of required modern materials not found in appreciable quantities within the new area(s);

Potential international relations, allowing economic and cooperative integration with the Sovereign Nations while relentlessly protecting national character, composition, integrity, and interests.

There’s more, but that’s enough for now. A summary representation of what I envision might look, in a cursory format, like this: 

“There are substantial coal deposits in X, Y, and Z counties in Kentucky and West Virginia with an estimated total potential yield of X00,000,000 raw tons. The total current daily production capacity is limited to X0,000 tons. There are actionable power plants in Alabama, Georgia, and North Carolina, which, combined, require X0,000 tons per day. One of the plants needs a major filtration and slag disposal upgrade to halt current pollution levels in the air and surrounding groundwater supplies. The high-voltage transmission lines from those plants to the nominal distribution areas are sufficient, given current demand and reasonably expected near-mid-future demand. However, the six available rail lines from X, Y, and Z coal counties to the subject power plants all require moderate repairs or modifications. Needed heavy mining and rail construction equipment not available in the current domestic geographic area is commercially produced in Germany, India, China, and South Korea. Given current competition and wage losses, there is a minor deficit of available labor for these coal projects; however, overall there is a sufficient or even a surplus level of total manpower. We can and will do this! Here’s a little mathematical modeling and a white paper demonstrating how we do it!”

I thank you in advance, kids. You’re the best! Ignore the political and financial pornography on the liars’ screens, and focus on your happy, valuable future.

All, don’t neglect to read my soon-to-follow review of Mr. Filotto’s epic work of genuinely Christian apologetics, Reclaiming The Catholic Church.

And, everyone, please get over to Amazon or Shotwell and order as many copies of THE SUBSTITUTE as you may reasonably afford. Given the growing uncertainty, I suggest this is much saner investment advice than leaving your funds in any compromised bank.

Deo vindice!

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