Like Demons On A Sugar-High

Watch this if you can stomach it: if your browser won’t let you play the embedded video, open the Twitter post and play it there. 

Recall the recently-quoted mercenary soldier’s observation in which he contrasts the savage behavior of Russian soldiers that he witnessed at the end of WWII with the more peaceful behavior of tribal Africans he later encountered on that continent:

“What’s especially striking for me is that later when I was in the so-called savage countries [of Africa], I compared the behavior of these authentic savages in the jungle with that of the mobs of Soviet soldiers. What I noticed, is that the lust for destroying another’s property does not exist among actual savages. But among communists, it was ubiquitous.” —  Rafał Gan-Ganowicz [Link to longer quote]

Some time ago on a different blog I pointed out to a black commenter, who came across as someone who finds the corrupting influence of liberalism on Whites secretly pleasing, that this same liberalism also corrupts blacks, by design. I gave an example and added, “whaat… you actually thought they liked you?”

The above-quoted words clarified something for me. Namely, an understanding of the difference between the Communist and the Savage. It helps understand why, for example, much-older people are resistant to “racist” perspectives while we are frustrated with their civnat pigheadedness. The miscommunications occurs because we talk past each other on the Communist vs the Savage. “Communist” understood most broadly as a destructive incarnation of envy, not strictly in its USSR iteration.

They, the older conservative civnats, won’t accept absolute “racism,” which is what they are hearing from us. When we talk, they hear “all blacks are depraved — therefore fedpost.” When they, the older civnats, talk we hear “many blacks are good — therefore we must let them live among us.”

We are both partly right, we are both partly wrong, we both appear to reach conclusions that are unacceptable to the other. Closer to the truth is that all people are good as long as they are left alone in their exclusive, homogeneous natural habitat. People are evil when they embrace communism, understood in its broadest, ultimately Satanic form.

This is why, for example, Ganowicz observed Africans in Africa behaving better than Russian soldiers in 1945. And this is why we today observe blacks worldwide behaving like demons on a sugar-high. The tourist, the immigrant, the weaponized minority, the invader — there isn’t a firm line separating those things. Once you leave your home, once you are in a racially or ethnically mixed environment, the road to depravity becomes the easier path.

Blacks, being a spiritually weak race, naturally embrace every worldly temptation that liberalism throws at them, such as voting at near-hundred percent for programs that morally, culturally, genetically transform them into animals. And now we see them, and judge them quite accurately in the embedded clip above as animals. And of those who don’t riot, many feel the vicarious satisfaction in BLM’s depravity. When their highest collective aspiration is to see us destroyed, the (noble) savage has become the (envious) communist. This will not be forgotten.

It’s satisfying for many blacks to watch that horror from Sweden. Feels like winning to them. But blacks don’t win in this. By comparison, three generations of Eastern Europeans today, who don’t even remember WWII, hate Russians because of their Soviet forefathers’ savagery. With blacks today, their savagery is recorded in fine detail. Blacks also lack Russians’ offsetting advantage of otherwise being European peoples capable of running a superpower and with a demonstrated ability to create some of the greatest works of human civilization.

Idle Thoughts On Songs About Gamblers

Kenny Rogers “The Gambler.” Of course that is the first song in this category that comes to mind. Good advice in the lyrics. I didn’t link to the original because everyone is familiar with it and it can be easily found. Instead, I looked for a good cover. Didn’t find one, neither amateur nor recording industry-tier. And I didn’t expect to find any worth linking to — the late storyteller can’t be covered, as I noticed three years ago:

The great Waylon Jennings covers [Lucille] but his style does not do it justice. Also, none of the other performers I checked out on YouTube did the song right. In this case, the song truly belongs to the storyteller himself, Kenny Rogers.

The linked cover is by Smashing Pumpkins. The live performance is pretty entertaining. There is none of Billy Corgan’s signature sound in the verses, but you pick up on it in the chorus.

Bob Seger “Still the Same.” Can one have zero musical talent while being gifted in other artistic areas such as pencil-drawing and maybe writing, and thus be capable of one or two flashes of skill in music? If the answer is a yes, however qualified, it would be because the instinct for composition, sense of rhythm, plus empathy, translate across fields of creative endeavor. To a point.

I have exactly zero musical talent. In spite of that, I learned how to play the guitar in my late thirties. It never went far. But the first song I learned how to play, is this one. Specifically the intro, the first 20 seconds. It’s the C-chord plus fancy finger-work. Then you rest at E-minor and punch the G. I can pick up my acoustic six-string right now and bang out the intro exactly like Seger does it. It’s an accomplishment in its league.

Here is the song’s personal significance. Let’s say, that you were unexpectedly asked to name the one popular song that reflects the soul of America and you had no time to think about it. If I had to blurt out the first thing that came to mind, it would be that song. Look at Seger’s invincible smile, starting at 1:28.

You’re still the same
You still aim high!

On that high note as the fans cheer and the joy reaches escape velocity, the keyboards repeat the chords that you heard in the intro. I love that song. An antidote to fatalism.

Moving game to game
No one standing in your way
Turning on the charm
Long enough to get you by

That’s how I did it in my late-twenties’ gamble and got to where I am now.

The Animals “The House of the Rising Sun.” More to say about that song in the comments, perhaps. A great one.

Have you ever gambled?

Savages and communists


Some might be familiar with the above image, WRSA occasionally posted it. From the online bio of Rafał Gan-Ganowicz: “His mother was killed by Nazi forces during the Invasion of Poland. His father later died during the Warsaw Uprising. As an orphaned teenager Gan-Ganowicz created an underground resistance that spread anti-communist literature.”

In the video under this Twitter post, there is a recording of his reminiscences. The video has English subtitles, it also juxtaposes his words with a video of Antifa/BLM rioters. The subtitles by necessity abridge the original words. My full translation:

Wandering around the streets of [post-war] Warsaw, I often came across Russian army units. It was, for me, a clash with a very different form of civilization. One that was impossible for me to understand. It was soaked in savagery, barbarism. 

Whoever saw the advance of the Red Army near the end of WWII will never forget the Soviet vandalism. What the Soviet bumpkin couldn’t steal, he destroyed it. Why were they destroying everything? were they driven by envy of the fact that someone else could live under conditions that they, as citizens of the Progressive Country, could only see in movies? Or maybe that’s the nature of the Soviet Man, fueled by vodka, I don’t know. But Soviet barbarism, I remember. 

What’s especially striking for me is that later when I was in the so-called savage countries [of Africa], I compared the behavior of these authentic savages in the jungle with that of the mobs of Soviet soldiers. What I noticed, is that the lust for destroying another’s property does not exist among actual savages. But among communists, it was ubiquitous.  

Hypothesis: all people are good when they live in their own habitat in a social equilibrium that checks their individual evil impulses until (((somebody))) teaches them to be envious of others and promises them an impossible equality.

Political genuflecting before blacks

Such as routinely in contemporary political speech. Wess sketches recent American generations’ experience with this:

… it is something most American millenials and older are groomed from birth to believe. Whites from the deep south have a more realistic view of blacks due to the intense proximity and obvious disfunction, but even there there’s a somewhat paternal element to the attitude.

Anglo-Germanic Whites feel a sense of pity and unfairness about the blacks’ situation, and I think only a realization of both: 1) genetic IQ differences between races and 2) the insane magnitude of black-on-white crime, is enough to shake this core programming.

Boomer/Silent striver parents who experienced the turbulent 60/70s racial conflicts, but hadn’t had seen experimental results of a whole society bending over backward for them for four more decades. Those parents tended give their kids a magical worldview about the possible potential of blacks, and talked in virtuous tones about their one or two black friends, usually with the noxious 7-syllable mewl “African-American”.

The younger generations, with unfiltered internet access to the sum total of black depravity at their fingertips, are much more amenable to a Madagascar-esque separation.

The media indoctrination about the prevalence and competence of blacks was really extreme for millenials. The number of popular and promoted evening television shows with all-black families or omnipresent black minor characters and best friends was intense.

Thordaddy adds:

There is this sick and perverse virtual reality where “black males” are supposedly both physically superior to white males and at the same time white man’s little oppressed bitch. And it is this cog-diss that allows both “white” male gammas and racially disloyal “white” females to attack that last specter of healthy-minded white racism. These “white” vermin hate “white supremacy” far more than they love “blacks.” So, it is a pathology from head to toe for a super-majority of “goodwhites.”

Trump: Weak or Patient

Anyone else had a passing thought last night, about the White House getting sacked by the rioters? Trump in a series of Twitter posts just a few minutes ago:

Great job last night at the White House by the U.S. @SecretService . They were not only totally professional, but very cool. I was inside, watched every move, and couldn’t have felt more safe. They let the “protesters” scream & rant as much as they wanted, but whenever someone….

….got too frisky or out of line, they would quickly come down on them, hard – didn’t know what hit them. The front line was replaced with fresh agents, like magic. Big crowd, professionally organized, but nobody came close to breaching the fence. If they had they would….

….have been greeted with the most vicious dogs, and most ominous weapons, I have ever seen. That’s when people would have been really badly hurt, at least. Many Secret Service agents just waiting for action. “We put the young ones on the front line, sir, they love it, and….

….good practice.” As you saw last night, they were very cool & very professional. Never let it get out of hand. Thank you! On the bad side, the D.C. Mayor, @MurielBowser , who is always looking for money & help, wouldn’t let the D.C. Police get involved. “Not their job.” Nice!

Trump is either weak or he’s patient. Conversely, the system is either moving in for the kill or it’s panicking. Boasts of playing good defense is a weak look.

Patrimony in verse, 1 of 4

This will be a four-part series. Here is the first one, featuring the best American song of the 21st century: Jason Isbell with Drive-by Truckers, Outfit.

Don’t call what you’re wearing an outfit, don’t ever say your car is broke
1 ref.: Don’t worry about losing your accent, a Southern man tells better jokes
2 ref.: Don’t sing with a fake British accent, don’t act like your family’s a joke
Have fun, stay clear of the needle, call home on your sister’s birthday
Don’t tell them you’re bigger than Jesus, don’t give it away

In the verses, the speaker tells his story. In the refrain, he passes what he had learned on to his son. The advice is not one given by a man who has a country of his own. His government is the enemy of its people, whom it sees as economic units to be value-harnessed and replaced.

The song is a guide to a talented working-class boy on how to not drown under these conditions. Its commonplace lyrics in fact span the grandeur of existence, from personal self-respect to the Highest truth. Because there will one day be a day when his people have a country of their own. That last part is not explicit in the song, it’s me filling in a blank.

Alpha vs Interloper

An illustration:

  • 0:03 – The Interloper moves in to corrupt a prize-female.
  • 0:27 – She shields herself behind a wall of patriarchy. A wall that’s not difficult to breach because Eve alone can’t hold off Satan.
  • 0:31 – The Interloper understands female nature. The line dividing chastity from coyness is a fuzzy one. He scorns the established rules of courtship because nobody stops him. When the cat’s away, the mice come out to play.
  • 0:36 – The Alpha’s face at this very moment… status sometimes has to be defended with violence. Violence is not undertaken lightly when the interloper is at least an even match. War = Win it All or Lose it All. The alternative is submission with dishonor.
  • 0:48 – The Alpha decides that it’s time to step in. It’s not white-knighting when done by an Alpha because the entire showdown is not about her, it’s a challenge of his status. It’s also not white-knighting because she had rebuffed the Interloper, and that’s as far as she can be expected to hold out. She did her part. The rest is up to the Alpha. His people are watching because their fate depends on him.
  • 0:59 – The Alpha commits himself to action. Physical courage is a pillar of civilization.
  • 1:03 – “You gonna make me?”
  • 1:05 – “Yeah.”
  • 1:29 – Discipline and skill are also pillars of civilization.
  • 1:44 – The defeated Interloper’s apparent face-saving bluff.
  • 1:58 – Alpha lets things deescalate.
  • 2:01 – The Interloper bluffs — or is it an invitation to escalate?
  • 2:15 – The Alpha stand his ground, wins the contest. His victory is total when a low-status female sneakily helps him.
  • 2:16 – Civilization is reaffirmed. Words is Law, Law is Words.
  • 2:22 – The Interloper withdraws and (((lies))).

Related, one of my earliest blog posts: On White Knighting.

“You will not pass”

Clicking the video’s Play arrow on a desktop browser might get you a “media unavailable” message. Open the tweet itself, play the video there. Select comments under various twitter posts:

Emotions were running high as representatives of the LGBTQ-lobby had defiled the Black Madonna of Czestochowa for weeks ahead of the march.

20 000 retweets for this documentary demonizing Polish conservatives opposing the dictatorial LGTBQ-lobby The story is from last summer. The LGBTQ-lobby decided to organize the first Gay Pride Parade ever in the most conservative part of Poland (near Belarus) Why bring a kid?

They saw what happened in the West over decades, where we went from “we just want to be left alone and live our lives in peace” all the way to drag queen story hour and hormone “therapy” for children. They decided they don’t want to go that route.

It’s Christian to defend the poor and vulnerable. Truthfully, promoting sodomy as normal and healthy is not standing with the poor and vulnerable it’s standing with a diabolical exploitation of the poor and vulnerable. This is the truth despite what it may seem. God bless.

So many women in the gay parade, you can clearly see the propaganda influences them much easier than men

Our Slavic friends who have inside scoop say that they send in LGBT groups from Germany. These are not locals.

Any group in the US that tried to do this would be subverted by CIA operatives so fast…they would demonize anyone who goes against the globo homo agenda

First and only pride I ever saw was by accident in Vancouver BC Canada. Had gone down to English bay for gelato with the family. I was in shock. For one the people marching were dressed in bondage wear and worse. 2. Parents were watching with their kids along the road. 1998

Two points: one, globopedo Left will never reason with you, it will never negotiate a compromise. Tolerance will get you the insatiable Sweden/UK-tier tyranny. Two, you have to choose a side either by leading, following, or getting out of the way. That last one is important too: passive support. There are only two sides in all of it, no third side and no sidelines. This:


Or this:


“I feel it”

Murdoch Murdoch is the high art of our era. Here is their new one, “Waiting for Superman.” You decide if wrestling with philosophy, and especially rebellion against God, diminishes the artist’s work. Great art is aligned with objective Truth and Beauty, it is never escapist.

The meek shall inherit the Earth

This is a flash mob doing a traditional Russian song “Kalinka” in a grocery store in Kaliningrad. It’s like many other such performances except in this one, a security officer interrupts the unfolding merriment. See what happens next.

However poor you are by some world bank index… if you’re with your people and everyone does his job no matter how humble, you have all the riches you need. It also seems to me that if a people were to throw a festival of territorial self-assertion, the music would be cheerful songs about berries in a forest. Open thread.