Reflections on a Dystopia

The Western world has gone unglued in my lifetime. We all have read dystopian novels years earlier, and we are now living in one. An excerpt from Hungarian prime minister Viktor Orbán’s speech on March 15, 2016 defines the tyranny of our time:

This time the danger is not attacking us the way wars and natural disasters do, suddenly pulling the rug from under our feet. Mass migration is a slow stream of water persistently eroding the shores. It is masquerading as a humanitarian cause, but its true nature is the occupation of territory. And what is gaining territory for them is losing territory for us.

Let’s make a distinction between struggle and dystopia. We thrive in struggle — under a touch of chaos and when free to deal with it. But not in captivity, especially with rats in that same cage and Dobermans trained to destroy us if we stomp at any of the rats.

In this post, I am relating to a future-year reader what our time feels like. It seems fitting to start describing our dystopia with Suburban_elk’s musing because his earlier comment inspired me to finalize this post:

Interesting times is the cliché that has become overdrawn, but i like to think how much it is an opportunity for anyone to make his mark, and to become known for a contribution in describing things.

I myself am certainly interested in hearing someone describe my experience, or their experience and what we have in common; and find it VERY MUCH LACKING. No offense to my fellow readers and participants, but if there were someplace else i would be there now.

So i call on you to draw your sword and mark these days our times.

I’ll answer the call and describe our experience thusly:

It Feels Normal. It’s the end of the word as we know it and I feel fine. The sun shines, it’s not dark and wet like in a Gothic film scene.

Territorial Insecurity. The dread is real though, and that’s what they mean by war. When people say that they want peace, what they really desire is not placidity or stasis, but a feeling of inviolable public space that is a reflection of who they are. The paradoxical anxieties of diversity and the intrusive state fill us with a sense of being illegal aliens in our own lands.

The following map tracks our shrinking dominion over the past 100 years. Fittingly, the disgrace of England appears in the upper-right:

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A Sense of Impermanence. Investing in anything feels futile. Architecture is fake precast columns, faux-brick facades. As reported in July 2014, a survey shows that the majority of White Americans feels pessimistic about the future.

Dear future reader, that survey was taken a year before The Trumpening. You did build a yooooge memorial to President Donald J. Trump on the National Mall, right?

Alienation. The dissident you know from your history books does not feel like a hero. He feels alone. Sometimes dissidents commit suicide. It would be worse without the internet.

Perverse Incentives. Virtue is its own reward and it wouldn’t be admirable if it were always easy. But under a dystopia, there is a systematic structure of perverse incentives. Virtue is punished, vice is rewarded. Imagine a thoughtful teenage boy wondering “why does my country tell me to be a fag-voiced slacker instead of striving for supremacy?” or a girl wonders “why do they tell me to dress like a stripper?”

The Prevalence of Antisocial Behavior. Oppression brings out the worst in us — irritability, spite, passive aggression — before it brings out the best in us.

Ugliness. The landscape is one conspicuous suppression of beauty and a reflection of lowest common standards. Somewhere, fearsome majesty unfurls its wings only to have crows descend upon it. You thirst for a pretty face in the crowd.

Arrogant Stupidity. The obedient, the complacent, and the dull strut like divas. The talented get coopted: Bruce Springsteen used to sing about working man’s trials, now he takes a stand on people who piss standing in women’s bathrooms.

Betrayal. One always somehow expects those close to him to see the obvious but they don’t, and they hate you for it.

Finally…

Hope. History never stops and nationalism is rising fast in Europe. 2016 has been an amazing year, and it’s only April. Prime minister Orbán so ends his speech:

Today it is written in the book of fate that hidden, faceless world powers will eliminate everything that is unique, autonomous, age-old and national. They will blend cultures, religions and populations, until our many-faceted and proud Europe will finally become bloodless and docile. And if we resign ourselves to this outcome, our fate will be sealed, and we will be swallowed up in the enormous belly of the United States of Europe.

The task which awaits the Hungarian people, the nations of Central Europe and the other European nations which have not yet lost all common sense is to defeat, rewrite and transform the fate intended for us.

Dear future reader, you may recall that Orbán was (note to present readers: past tense from their perspective) a moderate in Hungary’s politics and a Soros Foundation scholar. Even today, most people forget that. Should contemporary moderates fail to meet their objectives through working with the system and appeals to classical virtues, tomorrow’s ultra-nationalists await with the promise of a reckoning — which is why there is a future reader.

And this goes out to Suburban_elk, whom I thank for this post:

Images from the Edinburgh Spartan Sprint Sunday 15th September 2013

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25 thoughts on “Reflections on a Dystopia

  1. The ‘Alienation’ and ‘Ugliness’ paragraphs really struck me. I was in the local mall in my area this past weekend, its a mall I have been going to since I was a child. The area is swamped now with hispanics, Southeast Asians and blacks, it was never like this until around 2002. This date coincided with a massive amount of building particularly high density housing and section 8. I was sitting in the food court with my nine year old and I felt like I was in a third world country. It was the same place I had always shopped and hung out with friends as a teenager. But now those memories are almost like a dream. I looked around and could not find more than a handful of white faces and the faces and bodies there were hideous especially the Indians. I realized I am the only dummy of my ilk that keeps going to this mall, the whites seem to avoid these public places now. I still go for nostalgia? I am not sure but that may be the last time as the loneliness of that experience really hit me.

  2. I realized I am the only dummy of my ilk that keeps going to this mall, the whites seem to avoid these public places now.

    Chris Rock on malls:

    Being on the road, on tour, checking out America. There’s no more America. Remember when we were kids it was America? You go see your grandma, go to her little town? There’s no more little towns, it’s all malls. All malls and they’re all the same. The same mall St. Louis is the same mall in Detroit. Got the same Gap, Banana Republic, Chest King, Sunglasses Hut, all the same crap. And every town’s got two malls: they got the white mall, and the mall white people used to go to. ‘Cause there ain’t nothing in the black mall. Nothing in the black mall but sneakers and baby clothes.

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  4. Well said. The part about Hope is key. Without it, we may as well go home.

    As I’ve said before, I’m ready to fight. Question is, Where? When? How?

    This is the only website (below) I’ve seen that seriously discusses the coming civil war in Europe:

    http://www.europeancivilwar.com/

    The situation is escalating. Things are getting serious.

  5. The reality is that “we” are now experiencing one extreme, deluded into a belief of suffering under “both” extremes and oblivious to the reality that “we” are devoid of an actual counter-extreme.

    “We” have radical freedom with no desire for Perfection under the delusion that the debate was settled long ago.

    In fact, there has been a giant “intelligence failure.” Or more specifically, there has been a giant failure of high IQ “white” male to envision the best of civilization and then putting that vision into play.

    But…

    Because they are high IQ, they can “narrate” this little particular phenomenon right out of the “virtual reality” knowing well that the dull mass simply does not hold its most intelligent accountable for society’s failure.

  6. As it stands, “we” descend BECAUSE high IQ “white” male no longer conceives of objective Supremacy… He no longer thinks in terms of Perfection… It seems he CANNOT EVEN think objective Supremacy… His stunted materialism can not allow for it… A “perfectionist” is instinctively pejorative to him… He detests (white) Supremacy AS A GROSS INVERSION of white perfectionism morphed into total “white” degeneracy.

    So he know not of objective Supremacy…

    But he does know “white supremacy” = “white” degeneracy…

    In short, high IQ “white” male is bound to radical autonomy (read: Final Liberation) and self-annihilation. And it is just true that the highest IQ “white” males are leading the charge in a mass white self-annihilation and putting none of their intellect on the truly antithetical vision…

    If high IQ “white” male does not conceive The Land of white Supremacy, his INTELLECT is worse than useless. He has no intellect to speak of.

  7. Accurate sketch of things I read listening to Philip Glass’ ‘Mad Rush.’ Don’t do it. Too sad overall.

    [listening to it now. great piece. — PA]

  8. Orban is a giant. A true giant.

    I’m old enough to have lived through the real transition of America in the 1960s. I was still quite young, but I remember when the neighborhood went from totally safe — nobody worried about anything in terms of crime — to wholly unsafe. It really started to take off in the later 60s and the early 70s. There were multiple break-ins on my block, a place where unlocked doors were common. All of a sudden bars began appearing on windows. Double-bolted door locks sprang up everywhere. My father put in some weird circular key that was supposed to be un-pickable. One day my mom woke up and found a bum lying across our front door.

    A lot of the crime was black, coming from the next neighborhood over. Before that, people stayed in their lines. But a lot was white too, with the hippie fallout creating a lot of roaming white troublemakers, burnouts and weirdos.

    This was New York and we got the Hispanivasion early with the Puerto Ricans. The Mexicans hadn’t figured it out yet, or maybe the border was still being enforced for a while.

    In any event, it was still a largely white and black world, and it was recognizable. You didn’t like the blacks but it seemed for a while that they might get their shit together. But the crack epidemic made it pretty clear that the brothers were more interested in stringing out than in pulling themselves up, and it’s been nothing but a downhill slide for them. I feel a little bad for them. In a way it’s like children. When we disciplined them and put them in their place — which really means we GAVE THEM A PLACE — they were ok for the most part. But you give them freedom and it leads to ruination. If there was ever a white man’s burden in America, that burden was to keep the blacks where they could do the least harm, not just to whites but to themselves.

    But even with the crime and grime, it was still America. Then, suddenly, it wasn’t. Everywhere you looked, there were foreigners. First it was the bigger cities, soon it was everywhere. Every jerk water town in America has a god damned Chink running a take-out place. Every town in America has a bunch of border crossing lawn cutters and dish washers. Every city is full of Asians hawking junk and vegetables or running Medicaid scams.

    I don’t know if I’ll live to see the end game of all this, but what the hell kind of world are my kids inheriting?

  9. “We” inherent the world that the most intelligent “white” “men” bequeathed their sons and now those smartest of white sons are in the position of distinct accountability.

    It is not good enough to go over the old pages and dusty chapters of the Narrative WHEN the real-time, open-sourced authorimg of the virtual Narrative is feverishly at hand as “we” type.

    Reality will effortlessly accommodate ALL YOUR BELIEFS with due consequence.

    Why as a white man in his 50’s are you still so averse to genuine white Supremacy?

    Is this not what your children should really inherit if the best of the white man’s mind was at full functionality and NOT dispirited?

    The Land of white Supremacy.

    To “walk” away psychologically from the above is to get on your knees before Liberalism… And stay there!

  10. “I don’t know if I’ll live to see the end game of all this, but what the hell kind of world are my kids inheriting?” ^^^
    You kind of answered your own question right here;
    Don’t worry, you will live to see it.

  11. “But even with the crime and grime, it was still America. Then, suddenly, it wasn’t. Everywhere you looked, there were foreigners. First it was the bigger cities, soon it was everywhere. Every jerk water town in America has a god damned Chink running a take-out place. Every town in America has a bunch of border crossing lawn cutters and dish washers. Every city is full of Asians hawking junk and vegetables or running Medicaid scams.

    I don’t know if I’ll live to see the end game of all this, but what the hell kind of world are my kids inheriting?”

    Perhaps it was my conceit, cuz at the time I was a young man enjoying great professional good fortune —— but I thought the above, lamented by peterike, could be resolved in the early 90s by the IT boom; i really believed all those Forbes and Gilder Report forecasts for a permanent “millionaire middle-class,” buttressed by service-economy lower-middle-class that had family incomes of 100k or so, etc.

    Laughable now —– but at the time, macro trends were dovetailing nicely with my purely personal good fortune, a creative and financial apex that was sweet, sweet, sweet. I’m still blessed IMHO, but i can no longer revel and share; my peers have DISappeared!

    I still hold out hope for a second boom, though that perhaps is my concession to impending middle-age…… Hell, i’m already there going by most charts.

    Fuck!

  12. i really believed all those Forbes and Gilder Report forecasts for a permanent “millionaire middle-class,” buttressed by service-economy lower-middle-class that had family incomes of 100k or so, etc.

    Well, the new liberalism wants to just keep letting in droves of unskilled immigrants so this is certainly out of the realm of possibilities now.

  13. — I looked around and could not find more than a handful of white faces and the faces and bodies there were hideous especially the Indians.

    There is something about the global salad of brown faces that fucks me up more than the old black/white reality of America. Peterike later touched on that too.

    — I realized I am the only dummy of my ilk that keeps going to this mall, the whites seem to avoid these public places now.

    The new American art-form and survival skill is finding White-only environments. They exist, there is plenty of them, but as somebody once titled his blog post, “we don’t have to live like this.”

  14. — In any event, it was still a largely white and black world, and it was recognizable. […] But even with the crime and grime, it was still America. Then, suddenly, it wasn’t. Everywhere you looked, there were foreigners.

    From my perspective the 80s were a compromise or a détente on the then-recent desegregation/bussing wars. Turf had been ceded and new boundaries were drawn. Prior to the HUD programs of the 90s, very few Blacks lived in working class White neighborhoods and those who did, were income-qualified. I hardly ever saw a foreigner; European immigration of yesteryear was still what came to mind when the word “immigrant” came up.

    Vox Day has an interesting and clarifying way of looking at this. He calls this the greatest invasion in human history and he predicts a re-cleansing and sorting of the nation along racial and ethnic lines.

  15. – Orban is a giant. A true giant.

    He is. Imagine if he had gone with the EU program and kept Hungary’s borders open. He may well be the savior of Europe. It’s not just the fact that he largely cut of the Balkan route to Germany. It’s bigger than that — he is a head of state with stature and intelligence and as such he stepped forward as an alternative to the degenerate leadership in Western Europe. In wars of extinction/survival, the psychological factor is the first and the most difficult battle to be won. Prior to Orban in Europe (and Trump in the USA) people were more or less resigned to the slow replacement. Not any longer.

  16. In regards to Viktor Orban, there is something all of us need to be informed on.

    MGE I think brought up this excellent Amren 2015 speech of Richard Spencer’s a couple of threads ago.

    While this speech is great and you should watch the whole thing, the relevant part of his story is from 15:00 to 20:00. Specifically around 17:20

    Now what I want to know is….

    Did Orban have a change of heart? WTF? This politician is clearly no nationalist hero. Did he flip? What flipped him?

  17. “In wars of extinction/survival, the psychological factor is the first and the most difficult battle to be won. ”

    Yes, definitely. I can attest to this from my own experience. This was also pointed out to me during a conversation with an Alt-Right intellectual. Whites seem to have a mental bloc preventing them from recognizing the true nature of the threat, and possible solutions to it. But once it is overcome, everything else falls into place.

    I’m not especially old, but the world has changed considerably in my lifetime.

  18. — In regards to Viktor Orban, there is something all of us need to be informed on.

    Heretic Phi: yes, I have read about Spencer’s arrest in Hungary. There were explanations which suggested that Orban was negotiating some deal with the UK and that was a concession. Regardless, that strengthens the point in my last paragraph: Orban is with a center-right party, Jobbik being their right-nationalist rival party; his stirring speeches throw in minor nods to liberalism — Orban is a moderate who nevertheless dealt a devastating blow to the NWO. Europe — all of it — would be flooded with migrants if not for him. Even tiny countries like Latvia had obscene quotas of refuges assigned to them. Take cheer at who waits in the wings, should moderate nationalists be shut down.

    — So i call on you to draw your sword and mark these days our times.

    Hey Elk, take a look at “Shots of Wisdom Part 3” again. Its last three vignettes are all 100% true, though dramatized. Or “We Don’t Have to Live Like This” for fiction. Not bad starts, for the new genre of the era.

    — I’m not especially old, but the world has changed considerably in my lifetime.

    LBF: Early 90s. That’s when the post-1960s détente ended.

  19. “Did Orban have a change of heart? WTF? This politician is clearly no nationalist hero. Did he flip? What flipped him?”

    Sometimes the crisis makes the man. There really ARE people who rise to the occasion. We are so used to seeing precisely the opposite with our politicians — who sink to the calamity instead — that when it happens it’s almost too much to believe. It’s like George Washington essentially able to have executive power for life and saying “no thanks, I’m going home.” Unfathomable today.

  20. To see is dystopia is half way to bringing it to reality…

    How come none of the best and brightest white men envision The Land of white Supremacy?

  21. — How come none of the best and brightest white men envision The Land of white Supremacy?

    I did that in “America’s Greatness” in Part II – Liberty.

  22. “How come none of the best and brightest white men envision The Land of white Supremacy?”

    We don’t have to “envision” it, because we can remember it.

  23. The fact the Eastern Europe is unwilling to take in refugees will hopefully serve them well. Eastern Europe has lagged behind Western Europe, so these changes may gradually even things out.

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