The new West lacks what the old had

I submit to you that the great pitfall of diplomacy is not extremes but compromise: averaging, uniformity, lowest common denominator, one-size-fits-all.

We are trained to fear extremes by our own minds. They look for things that can go wrong, so we avoid threats. If those threats aren’t present, our traitorous brains drum up the next most likely thing and make it into the next Hitler-Satan-Heroin-Chernobyl.

Having a media staffed by hysterical low-paid people who basically hate the rest of us for being not as witty as them, but possibly earning more than they do, doesn’t help.

Thus we look for extremes. Who is the next Stalin? The next Klan? But collapse doesn’t come this way. Evil things that pop up and scream, “I may well be very evil and I don’t mind!” are not the real enemy. They are a quantifiable item that can be fought.

No — what gets us, time and again, and gets us hard, is the enemy within. He doesn’t announce that he’s Satan, or even look weird. Rather, he cloaks himself in morality and convenience and slowly erodes the positive things that could happen, until all we see is the negative.

Then, feeling bad about life and ourselves, we settle in to self-pity. This is composed of feeling bad, and then needing a little uplifting reward, in a cycle. Feel bad, then go buy something. Go drink something.

As a result, it’s Alice in Wonderland out there. People stop by the recycling center every month and drop off eighty wine bottles a person. The kids are on Ritalin. For adults, one pill makes you happy; one pill makes you erect; another makes you slow down. This is to maintain yourself from outside, so you don’t need to look within and ask, “Honey, what’s wrong?” of yourself.

This is a consequence of averaging. We feared the big problems, so we eliminated them. Then we grew, and none had the kindness to trim the herd at its slowest and sickest, like nature would. As a result, society grew to include a tumor composed of miserable, angry and revengeful people.

When they clustered, things got really bad. In the name of the weak, they destroyed the strong, owing to superior numbers and the refusal of the strong to be ruthless and kill them all when at an advantage. Since that time, we’ve had 200 years of downfall.

Our society has become more regulated, more medicated, with many new rules and procedures, and more conditioned to help those who will not help themselves. In short, it is bigoted against nature and against the mathematics of nature, which is to always advance the level of organization between details by insisting on ever-increasing levels of order. Like natural selection, or even a good debate among chums over cigars and cognac, this picks the best and passes on the rest.

The new West — that weird area of Western Europeans by heritage that stretches from Central Europe through the British Isles to the United States and (I’m told) parts of Canada — has none of what made it great. What made it great was a can-do spirit, a strong sense of values, and the notion that we should fix ourselves and do great things and be rewarded.

That didn’t sit well with the herd who cannot do great things. So they legislated it away: millions of little rules, holding back those who have something better to do with their time than peruse rules, chaining the good and giving the lifeless and tedious a paradise.

As a result, these people are miserable and they show it. They drive like angry people lashing out at invisible devils, they cheat and act selfish wherever they can, they invent little fiefdoms for themselves at jobs and in social circles. In short, they fight against anything but personal control of everything they can get, and if it hurts someone else or slows that person down, that makes them feel in control.

If people are waiting on you, you’re powerful — for an instant. If people must get you to sign a form, you’re a god. A king. Like the ones you overthrew, except now you’re king of a detail, not of an empire.

But pay no heed to that. To survive, we go into denial. That makes us assert again how either (a) everything’s great and we need patriotism and morality or (b) everything’s terrible so we need a “progressive” morality. These moralities are not helping because they address individual behavior, not sculpting a group into a nation.

Our modern rule gives us an outlet here. If you feel bad about things, help others. There are always pitiable people out there, and you need them to feel good, like a jolt of heroin or snort of coke. Go help them. That means give them things. It doesn’t matter if it helps or not. It makes you feel like king for a day.

This false morality has ruled us for 200 years, and as a result, the worst among us have been gaining ground against the best. The decay spreads. Good people become afraid of it, retreat to their homes and have 1.8 kids whom they fail to educate about it, leading to a higher rate of early mortality and abuse, both of which limit reproduction.

Do we want to live in the world of Idiocracy? Probably not, unless we like failing things, like burnt-out third-world dictatorships or toxic wastelands. It’s time to fight back through the simplest method possible: elbow these idiots out of the way, get rich, have big families and start excluding people who aren’t like you.

We’re taught that nothing is worse. That this is selfishness. It’s not — it’s the unselfish act of fixing yourself, and not telling others what to do. Don’t help others. Help yourself, and when you are good, reward yourself and make more of yourself.

12 Comments

  1. NotTheDude says:

    It dretches me to see the inept have more young than the good. Only the smart and hardworking seem to see the problems of overpopulation and overconsumption and dont breed as much accordingly and yet it is the taking away of help to breed for the inept that we need as we all know. I always say dont breed lots, just breed well. More room for Nature, which produces wonders that we can only try to emulate.

    1. New word!

      http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Drecche

      “Dretch” is the modern form of this (basically a transliteration from Old English).

      1. NotTheDude says:

        What can I say? I love Old English!

    2. ferret says:

      The smart and hardworking do not breed simply because they cannot afford it. They want to give their children a good education from the very childhood, which is costly. Also, working hard and long hours, they have no much time and energy left to be with their children.

      Smart people understand the main contributors to overpopulation are those who don’t care about education, culture, health, ecology, and overpopulation. The smart people would be happy to breed more in order to level this disbalance, but they cannot: it would be at the expense of their one or two children’s education. Smart people got stuck.

      If smart people “don’t breed lots, just breed well”, and less than three children as a goal, that means they are going to extinct, but still not leaving “more room for Nature”.

      To say “don’t breed lots” to the smart is wrong, to all others – doesn’t work, as they don’t care.

      1. NotTheDude says:

        I see your point and we do need the smart to keep their numbers up yet trying to keep up with the inept without hindering the inept’s growth will just hurt us all. I’m just feel thet we are hemmed in by the loss of quality humans on one side and too many on t’other.

      2. This is how stupid societies kill off their hopes. In the name of the pitiable, they make it too expensive for people to raise children the way children should be raised. Thus the ghettos out-breed the middle class neighborhoods, and soon the society is solely composed of genetic idiots.

  2. crow says:

    We get to this state by being like everybody else.
    Not realizing that nobody knows what they are doing.
    My life, until not so very long ago, in retrospect reads like a manual for chaos.
    Allow others to advise you, and you deserve all you get.

    Morality is a solo pursuit. One custom fits the raw material to oneself, and becomes, through responsibility, the best tool for the job. Or not.

    I discovered early, that I was not a termite. Yet what can an outcast from the mound do? It looks like a termite, gets taken for one, and yet, isn’t one.
    Off it goes, lumbering along, expecting death at any moment.
    Almost too afraid to continue, but too horrified to turn back.

    Life is an adventure, for those who can quell their fear of isolation.
    An undignified punitive sentence for the rest.
    Freedom turning out to be a state of mind.
    Always open, always ready to welcome a fellow escapee.
    And to discuss the best design for a new kind of mound.

    1. We get to this state by being like everybody else.

      Painfully true, and also by assuming that what has “worked” for someone for two weeks is “equal” to a solution that will work for centuries.

  3. Vigilance says:

    The West is the home of the once brave.

  4. crow says:

    Socialisation is a flimsy thing to base your life upon.
    One unpopular word, one allegedly antisocial act, and society can turn on you like the Spanish Inquisition.
    A life based upon truth may never be a comfortable one, but it will be a reliable one. It doesn’t suddenly become false by decree of its unpopularity.

    1. One unpopular word, one allegedly antisocial act, and society can turn on you like the Spanish Inquisition.

      There’s also no way to estimate these in advance. You just guess and if you guess wrong, the rest of them release their pent-up rage tearing you apart.

      1. crow says:

        I must be superman.
        No amount of tearing apart tears me apart.
        I admit, though, it saddens me somewhat.

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