reality duel

Levi of Siluria left some interesting comments to my recent post on the Trump shooting. Now with the predictably awful Olympics ceremony, I got to thinking about Cabal theatrics, such as the Gotthard Tunnel opening from 2016:

I used to think these things were just empty pageantry, a kind of victory lap for the Cabal, to as it were announce, “we control your banks, your politics, your media, and we worship evil.” But could all these theatrics serve some practical end? Could they influence, determine, the mass imaginal landscape?

On a small scale, I have experienced something of this; e.g. emerging from the cinema as a child, still enveloped in the atmosphere of the film, almost unable to re-engage my personality; or, about ten years ago, attending a SSPX Latin Mass in Munich - I felt the reverberations for hours afterwards (and I’m not a Christian). And my personality has been altered by books or films, even by music.

I wonder at the cultural shifts in England, the sense that the human is becoming lesser: less intelligent, less refined, less curious, less capable, but more & more violent, crude, bestial.

Or how, 30 years ago, most people (if asked) said they were Christian, and knew the rudiments of Christianity, and today it’s the province of sad old boomers who support mass immigration because Jesus said we should let Jamal rape our grandchildren or something; I know several Gen-Xers who converted to Christianity from Germanic paganism, as some sort of social gesture I suppose: they all inevitably lost interest because it was just a LARP — it was as if that path had closed forever, and no one could genuinely convert anymore. Why so? And why can some third generation “British Pakistani” be an ardent, screaming Muslim?

Why is Islam seemingly unaffected, as strong as ever, even in some grim English town? Why the fervour of Islam and the almost total eradication of Christianity?

Why does post-1945 England feel so second-rate, so naff, so failed? Why the nihilistic rage of the Sex Pistols? Didn’t we win the war?

I think it’s to do with the mass imaginal landscape; there has been a deliberate denigration of the sacred (as Millennial Woes delineates in his excellent blasphemy essays), the promotion of the wicked, the degenerate, the insane. I increasingly feel that while we on the Right vaguely sense that something bad is happening, many in the Cabal are fully aware of what they are about, and are deliberately shaping the battlespace in their favour — towards chaos, racial & cultural alienation, materialism, horror, suffering, sexual perversion, despair, and totalitarian control; thus the BBC’s Steven Moffat, via Millennial Woes’ Dr Who essays:

We’ve kind of got to tell a lie. We’ll go back into history and there will be Black people where, historically, there wouldn’t have been, and we won’t dwell on that. We’ll say, “to hell with it, this is the imaginary, better version of the world. By believing in it, we’ll summon it forth”.

It is a war on many fronts, a war not merely of foreign biomass but of symbol, tradition, belief. If we could see aright, much would fall grimly into place: the destruction of so many French churches, the felling of the Sycamore Gap tree, the killing of the white stag.

The human imagination determines what is humanly possible. The Second World War was a war not merely between competing nations, but different realities; as a schizo friend recently wrote to me:

When you read about the Third Reich, you do not feel like you are reading about a regular human society that just "went a bit off the rails". You feel like you are delving into a universe which transcends standard human metaphysics to a fascinating degree.

This is, I think, one reason why Nazi Germany features so often in Hollywood films: politics aside, it just looks kino, it has a thrilling, operatic quality, a sense of being a different, grander (and often darker) reality.

Thus the strange pleasure & exaltation I took from Bronze Age Mindset — it presents, with its deranged humour, its indifference to taboo, a Nietzschean vision of man as a greater, more magnificent being. Left-wing works inevitably favour the mass-man, the lowest common denominator, the weak and the diseased. As a greasy-haired Marxist I temped with, nearly 20 years ago, put it, “I hate this Nietzsche idea of one great man who stands alone and does things himself. We should work together as a community, and no one should be special.”

Perhaps this is one reason why Trump is so hated — he is unapologetically himself, and clearly values the successful & the exceptional, and has no time for what he might call losers. Given his actual politics are mostly bog-standard Republican (Israel First, low business taxes, some Christian-talk, pro-gun), the animosity is maybe better explained as a reaction against the spirit of the man, that brash “fuck you I’m rich” 80s confidence.

I view most politics so; I’m mostly interested in the metapolitical, the mass imaginal space. In one sense, I’m just plain ignorant of actual daily politics, intrigues, tax cuts, budgetary proposals. I’m drawn to the imaginal wars, to questions of spectacle and morale; and perhaps some practical-minded men would not wholly despise me — after all, it was a logistics specialist who said “In war the moral is to the physical as three to one”.

Imaginal battles are not so evident, not as immediate & pressing as others; but they shape what is conceivable; they are of strategic import.

Thus there took place for a time a reality duel, each side attempting to bring forward more and more signs of the density, weight, scale—simply, the substantiveness— of its own beliefs.

(Elaine Scarry, The Body in Pain)

There are visible and invisible planes. My guess is, the killing of the white stag, the felling of the sycamore, the destruction of Notre Dame, were primarily targeting the invisible realm, that which we barely perceive, that which encompasses & determines our little illuminated circle. And no doubt much of our modern art is designed according to more evident principles, as a kind of propaganda, to work our humiliation and denigration.

The restitution of the sacred, the acknowledgement of race & racial realities, an unashamed pride in ancestry & old custom & prowess — these are some of the tokens for which we play. In this war, Cabal have most of the money, the military, police, academia, schools, the media, the medical establishment; we have our ordinary human instincts, and the old gods.