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Pervnado Is The End Of A Sexual Visigoth Holiday

Monday, December 4th, 2017

So why has “Pervnado” struck now? Andrea Peyser and Christine Emba both opine in the New York Post.

It seems odd that the New York Post has a monopoly on this story. NBC isn’t exactly excited to run exclusives on who has gotten bagged. CBS hasn’t covered itself with glory on this one either. Politicians such as Congressman John Conyers and Senator Al Franken, as well aspiring Senator Roy Moore, have all been accused of varying degrees of perverted and degrading sexual behavior. Even a perspective college football coach, Greg Schiano, can’t escape the destructive power of “Pervnado”. Again, why now?

The New York Post has run out two competing female perspectives on the story. Both ladies make some points, but I don’t feel think they’ve dug into this deeply enough. Peyser believes the #MeToo Movement has lost the willingness and ability to discern the difference between stupid, puerile mistakes and malicious male perversion. She posits this theory below.

My fear is that the pendulum will swing so wildly out of control, the fight against genuine sexually based offenses will be delegitimized as much ado about nothing. It makes me wince that comic Louis C.K., who admitted pleasuring himself in front of grossed-out females, is mentioned in the same breath as nonagenarian ex-President George H.W. Bush, accused of grabbing women’s backsides and telling a dirty joke. Wheelchair-bound at age 93 “his arm falls on the lower waist of people with whom he takes pictures,” said his spokesman, Jim McGrath. “To try to put people at ease, the president routinely tells the same joke — and on occasion, he has patted women’s rears in what he intended to be a good-natured manner.’’ He apologized.

Christine Emba, I think gets closer to truth than Mrs. Peyser. She tells us part of the problem is that people are no longer sure what is and is not harassment. That’s what happens when you try to split hair follicles over whether it is rape or, you know, rape-rape. Mrs Emba offers her perspective on it below.

This #MeToo paranoia isn’t all baseless. While some worries should rate only an eye roll, others highlight the precariously gray continuum from annoyance to harassment to assault. But it’s also true that these questions hold something in common. They gesture toward America’s prevailing and problematic sexual ethic — one that is in no small part responsible for getting us into this sexual misconduct mess in the first place. At the bottom of all this confusion sits a fundamental misframing: There’s some baseline amount of sex that we should be getting or at least should be allowed to pursue. Following from that is the assumption that the ability to pursue and satisfy our sexual desires — whether by hitting on that co-worker even if we’re at a professional lunch, or by pursuing a sexual encounter even when reciprocity is unclear — is paramount. At best, our sexual freedom should be circumscribed only by the boundary of consent. Any other obstacle is not to be borne.

When I attempt what I admit is biologically impossible, and try to see how the average human female would look at this, I can see why Christine Emba and any other reasonable woman would be both frightened and pissed off at me if I walked around town thinking I was entitled to “git me some” just for showing up with a functional penis. She, and most women that I’ve ever associated with or dated, place a certain value on their wombs and the privacy of their bodies that pretty much precludes every Tom, Rick or Harry from getting their quota of “notches,” much like Rolls-Royce and Ferrari do not make low-cost economy cars. This disconnect between what men feel is their due and what basic level of respect and dignity that women feel they deserve is a biological and sociological problem every human society has to figure out and solve. But again, even the true and accurate points these two women made have been both true and accurate since Sumerian hunter-gatherers pitched their tents and started alluvial farms along the Tigris-Euphrates Fertile Crescent. Why now, ma’am?

Squaring what I’ll call The Emba Circle has been accomplished different ways under different cultural or religious social hegemonies. It always involves a bunch of frustrated guys with achy blue balls or Rosy Palm Disease. It usually also involves a crowd of offended women who feel their dignity is affronted and their perspective is not valued in some sort of constraining courtship process. Compromises are like that. Nobody gets all the things they desire. Santa doesn’t exist and most of the poor kids aren’t getting a pony for Christmas. Except now, our society has rebelled against the unpleasant externalities of squaring The Emba Circle. We had The Sexual Revolution and deliberately threw our particular solution, however flawed it may have been, into the dumpster.

Having essentially chosen the Hugh Hefner ethos over an old, boring set of written and unwritten rules for determining who gets sexual access to whom, we now have the type of problems Andrea Peyser decribed in her piece about “Pervnado.” People aren’t very sure they even know what harassment is versus someone just having a predilection to be a socially awkward jerk or a bore. Let’s call it The Peyser Uncertainty Theory. The old rules have been destroyed and nirvana did not set in. What’s worse is that a lot of butt hurt people have no clue how to properly seek redress or even whether they really should. You don’t get due process when their isn’t a replicable, accepted and well-understood process anymore. When in doubt, you channel George Patton and attack. When enough people have had enough and attack simultaneously you get “Pervnado” and it feels like society has struck a really bad resonance frequency that may well cause a bridge or two to collapse.

So I think I’ve established what happened, and have offered a plausible theory as to why. But I haven’t yet put a bow-tie on an answer for the question why now? I can get close, but not completely close the sale. There just seemed to be a lot more cultural capital and more of everything. Now that stuff, whatever it may be, is running out.

Grievances hurt more when the cold wind blows and you feel a wee bit threadbare. When people don’t feel they are receiving justice, nothing seems like an accident and anyone you can get your hands on just flat-out has it coming to them. And that is just what will keep on happening until a new set of rules and ethics gets defined. The beatings will continue until a new law is conceived. Pervnado is the reaction against sexual anarchy and will rage on until order is restored.

Molestation Wave Sweeps American Media

Saturday, November 11th, 2017

The news this last week can be summarized as follows: everyone was raped, sexually assaulted, molested or at least approached with an indecent offer, and that is how you become important in mass media these days.

A parade of victimhood popped up on our screens. Harvey Weinstein, Bill Cosby, Kevin Spacey, and dozens of others were swept up in accusations about how they committed acts of indecency — which is difficult in a thoroughly indecent society — against the vulnerable and innocent.

Somewhere it was forgotten that accusations should be proven, and accusations which smolder for years are likely not true, as well as the fact that Hollywood, the news media, and entertainment have always been ruled by the quid pro quo of the casting couch. I make your career, and well, you do me a favor, if you catch my meaning…

Middle America rightfully thinks this stuff is creepy. Then again, middle America slept through it happening for the last century, so who really cares what they think?

The bigger story is that we have let cretins rule us through the power of media, academia and government. Cretins, especially sociopaths, instinctively both lie and restyle their parasitism as opportunity and moral good that you can participate in. The middle classes, basically sheep for the slaughter of mercantile corporations repackaging junk as lifestyle enhances, stumbled forward in a zombie gait and voted, bought and trended whatever the shopkeepers were offering.

If we look deeply into this abyss, we will see that the actual story is that molestation is business as usual in Hollywood and related spheres, giving legitimacy to PizzaGate and other conspiratorial suspicions that in fact our new elites are a group of crazed sexual predators, which seems to be the case if we believe the accounts of “normalcy” in the media dens:

But in the new biography Sticky Fingers: The Life and Times of Jann Wenner and Rolling Stone Magazine, author Joe Hagan writes that he “was known for his jovial sexual harassment.” The magazine’s staff “was not immune from Wenner’s own adventuring.”

He fancied himself as a sort of polymorphous-perverse William Randolph Hearst,” said Glenn O’Brien, who joined Rolling Stone in 1973 and quit after what he said were Wenner’s unwanted advances. “He told me he had slept with everyone who had worked for him.”

In another passage Hagan writes:

He didn’t discriminate between men and women; he liked them both. “He was hitting on every girl and every guy,” said Lynn Hirschberg. “He once grabbed me around the hips and said, ‘Ten more pounds and you’ll be perfect.’ This was in front of everybody at a meeting and I wanted to die. It was like this schoolboy crap.

…In 2014, an article about an alleged gang rape at the University of Virginia provoked a widespread controversy when it turned out the accuser’s account was false and the magazine had done little to try to verify it. Wenner sold 49% of the magazine in 2016. Then he sold off Men’s Journal, and later, Us Weekly, to American Media. Two months ago, Wenner put the remaining 51% of the magazine that made him famous up for sale.

The 1960s had us rejoicing in the idea that we were replacing that old, stodgy, calcified, strident, and fascist WASP order with something new and enlightened.

It turns out that, as usual, “new” is a scam, and time-proven means you avoid elevating molestation experts to positions of power all around you. The Anglo-Saxons did better; the new order is a disaster.

Outsiders Forever: The Plight Of Near-Whites In White Society

Tuesday, October 17th, 2017

Disgraced and disheveled starlet groper Harvey Weinstein made them news when someone forgot to pay image protection money and the casting couch, which everyone has known about for almost a century, was thrust into the public light. Weinstein was not the bad guy he was made out to be, but a businessman offering to use his position of power to give exposure to starlets in exchange for, er, exposure of a different kind.

On a broader level, his predictable but unexpected downfall reveals to us the struggle of near-whites in a white society that they can never enter because genetically, they belong to a different society. As Tablet Magazine reveals, Weinstein’s desires echo a familiar theme for outsiders who can never quite be white:

Roth captured the particular anxiety of the Jewish American man in the twentieth century, finally coming into power but, having not grown up with it, unsure of what he’s supposed to do now. All those years craving unattainable Gentiles, but never before the means to entice them. The result is Alexander Portnoy of Portnoy’s Complaint, a grown man whose emotional and sexual life is still all one big performance piece, just as it had been when he was a teenager and pleasured himself with a piece of liver.

Roth is crap; for whatever reason, Jews cannot do literature or classical music, at least at any level that matches the upper echelon of the Western canon. But he hits on the outsider nature of being a near-white, which is to have many of the same abilities as the WASP elite, but never to be able to join. Whether Jewish, Irish, Italian, Greek, Polish or half-Syrian like Steve Jobs, the boundary is always there.

Through this condition we can see how diversity fails those that it claims to raise: they may be granted access to a society, but they can never become part of its founding group or do what that group did, so they are thrust into the role of actors, playing out a script in which they emulate but can never join the core of that society.

This makes me think of friends who, half-Jewish and half-WASP, found themselves with a foothold in both groups, but an identity in neither. They ended up alienated from two communities instead of one, except for a very few who chose an identity early and then buried the other half of their heritage. The ones who chose to be Jewish turned out happier.

Diversity conveys social acceptance, but that is different than membership in a group, which since it is genetic, excludes all but the lucky hybrids who are both able to pass, visually, for a member of that group, and able to act like members of that group through an unconscious tendency. Otherwise, they live in constant fear of being found out and revealed as frauds.

This is why Weinstein used a vast network of allies cultivated through quid-pro-quo arrangements in order to conceal his perversity, much like many other Hollywood power brokers are doing so today:

After intense pressure from Weinstein, which included having Matt Damon and Russell Crowe call me directly to vouch for Lombardo and unknown discussions well above my head at the Times, the story was gutted.

I was told at the time that Weinstein had visited the newsroom in person to make his displeasure known. I knew he was a major advertiser in the Times, and that he was a powerful person overall.

One of the factors that drives outsider success is that by definition they cannot join that society, so they have to fake it, which requires attaining power and wealth to feel good about themselves at a minimum, where natives have the “privilege” of feeling at home in their skin in a country created by people like them, for people like them, exhibiting the preferences and aesthetics of people like them.

This means that, like Jay Gatsby (née Gatz) in The Great Gatsby, they are forever outsiders. They can imitate, but not fully join, and this is as much a consequence of their inner knowledge as external constraints. Diversity does not work. It makes alienated imitators of us all.

Harvey (((Weinstein))) and The Indulgence Industry

Thursday, October 12th, 2017

Marketing indulgences is great for the fundraising efforts of otherwise unpalatable organizations. I mean everyone wants to virtue signal, but few want to fund the machinery that sends out the message. Take the example of great progressive Hollywood Kingpin Harvey (((Weinstein))). In public, Weinstein is the Progressive Paladin.

In 2015, the year Ms. O’Connor wrote her memo, his company distributed “The Hunting Ground,” a documentary about campus sexual assault. A longtime Democratic donor, he hosted a fund-raiser for Hillary Clinton in his Manhattan home last year. He employed Malia Obama, the oldest daughter of former President Barack Obama, as an intern this year, and recently helped endow a faculty chair at Rutgers University in Gloria Steinem’s name. During the Sundance Film Festival in January, when Park City, Utah, held its version of nationwide women’s marches, Mr. Weinstein joined the parade.

In private, (((Weinstein))) has an insatiable appetite for sexual gratification that demonstrates his power over defenseless women. His behavior is what I get told not to do every time I sit through the mandatory sexual harassment briefings at work.

Two decades ago, the Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein invited Ashley Judd to the Peninsula Beverly Hills hotel for what the young actress expected to be a business breakfast meeting. Instead, he had her sent up to his room, where he appeared in a bathrobe and asked if he could give her a massage or she could watch him shower, she recalled in an interview. “How do I get out of the room as fast as possible without alienating Harvey Weinstein?” Ms. Judd said she remembers thinking. In 2014, Mr. Weinstein invited Emily Nestor, who had worked just one day as a temporary employee, to the same hotel and made another offer: If she accepted his sexual advances, he would boost her career, according to accounts she provided to colleagues who sent them to Weinstein Company executives. The following year, once again at the Peninsula, a female assistant said Mr. Weinstein badgered her into giving him a massage while he was naked, leaving her “crying and very distraught,” wrote a colleague, Lauren O’Connor, in a searing memo asserting sexual harassment and other misconduct by their boss. “There is a toxic environment for women at this company,” Ms. O’Connor said in the letter, addressed to several executives at the company run by Mr. Weinstein..

When ratted out by the NYT, Weinstein makes an attempt at cheap absolution through Progressive Virtue-Signaling.

I am going to need a place to channel that anger so I’ve decided that I’m going to give the NRA my full attention. I hope Wayne LaPierre will enjoy his retirement party. I’m going to do it at the same place I had my Bar Mitzvah. I’m making a movie about our President, perhaps we can make it a joint retirement party. One year ago, I began organizing a $5 million foundation to give scholarships to women directors at USC. While this might seem coincidental, it has been in the works for a year. It will be named after my mom and I won’t disappoint her.

Now its obvious that (((Weinstein))) luvs the lay-dees. His idea of a job interview is to tell the up-and-coming female talent in Hollyorc that they should step inside his personal amusement park and take a nice ride on his baloney-pony. The guy has a puppy in his van anytime he’s parked near a female he thinks he can victimize. He’s the type of older man that most of us would enjoy shooting if he even looked twice at one of our adorable daughters.

To understand why he has the hard-on for Progressive causes as well, ask yourself how he gets away with this horrendous crap. It helps him in two ways.

  1. He gets himself on the side of the loudly popular good so that casual observers don’t think he’s an aspiring amateur porn stud.
  2. He’s got friends in high places. Who knew that the DNC or the women directors at USC were in the insurance business? You don’t grok the water? Guess who’s better off right now, Seth Rich or Mark Rich? Guess who deserved the condign dirt-nap. The whole Rich conundrum is an inversion of the old Platonic Maxim “Good to good. Evil to Evil.”
  3. So the game has become so blatant that the goyim are now mad about Harvey schlonging all the shiksas. He’s been exposed to the public as a putz, not a mensch. He’d look funny wearing a pussy hat. Would his tongue be long enough to lick it while it was on top of his head? Yet, on the other hand, no one to the left of the Alt-Right is interested in walking up to Malia and asking her how the internship is coming along. It’s even money whether her mom and dad care too much more than that.

This brings up the question of why the rich give so much to Progressives. Are they buying absolution or are they buying in? It’s a beautiful racket. It shows you the power of Leftist thought to corrupt America. The Obamas, the Clintons and the Democratic Senators loudly and publicly making highly-visible contributions to charity could care less whether they believe in “the cause.” The Candyman wants me to buy Hershey Bars whether I believe in them or not.

Hollyorc and Progressivism have this business relationship. Hollyorc gives Leftywood money, Leftywood gives Hollyorc absolution and political protection. If you, like me, haven’t been inside a cinema in more than year, keep it up. People like (((Weinstein))) can’t buy indulgences without money. People like Hillary can’t win elections without money. Embracing the healing power of ostracism here would truly help us all weaken the malignant cathedral.

Harvey Weinstein: Sacrifice

Wednesday, October 11th, 2017

Online communities show us The Human Problem in full force: there are a few who create, and many who merely participate in the “me too” style world of posting their reactions — emotional, anecdotal — to what others create. Over time, the participants become critical of the rough edges of the creators, and force them to be hobbled by lots of rules, at which point the forum dies.

The same is true of Hollywood, USA. At first it was a land of wildcatters and innovators, but then the Joe and Susie American middle class bourgeois mentality hammered it down into pap, at which point anyone with brains fled and the current crop of fools took over. This is what always happens when you give the herd the veto vote.

For that reason, it is not entirely surprising that it produces creates such as Harvey Weinstein, who is this week’s sacrificial lamb. He was willing to master a neurotic industry by pandering to the desires — guilt, perversity, self-destruction — that Joe and Susie secretlynurture, and in the process, revealed his own broken-ness.

No one doubts that he is a pretty twisted guy. What they are concealing here is that he is fairly typical for entertainment and media in general; they are all neurotic, or at least will be once they get saturated in the industry, and so they are all perverse at some level. Weinstein took advantage of stupid white girls who would “do anything to get started in Hollywood.”

This is not exactly abnormal. The “casting couch” is a staple joke for a reason: for the last century, fat and weird Hollywood producers have made up-and-coming starlets the same offer. Get to know me, and let me see what I can do for you. They do it because the market bears it; any starlet who says no is simply replaced by another, and there is not much distinguishing them.

As usual, the wildcatters were right. They looked for talent, realizing that this meant that some years they would have nothing. But Hollywood, it is a machine, and it found a way to take girls of relatively low or no talent and put them in movies that require low or no talent so that they can be superstars.

The same is true of our society at large. We take fools, put them through “education,” and those who memorize the most and have the right opinions win and everyone else gets shuffled off into the void. Our leaders are inept and neurotic as a consequence of this system, because they were selected for obedience, not a desire toward truth.

When you choose your group of elites based on their ability to conform to a system, everything else gets pushed aside. They also become distorted personalities, since their entire existence revolves around making a paradoxical situation seem normal. As a result, mental health problems proliferate, which explains the behavior of so many of our people in power.

Weinstein got chucked under the bus so that Hollywood could say, “See? The problem is now over.” In reality, he is the tip of the iceberg. Working in modern Hollywood — making movies for the lowest common denominator — will drive out everyone but those who are willing to go insane, just like working for Weinstein will drive out anyone except white girls willing to spread their legs for cash.

Like scapegoats, sacrifices are designed to make us all feel better about a problem that is widespread and deep-seated. Since to face that would require criticizing the system we all share, and thus implicitly by extension, to criticize all of us, it is easier to find an egregious example and publicly destroy them so that the rest of the industry can go home with its secrets intact.

Luckily none of this will matter much, since Hollywood is already in decline. They ran out of ideas almost two decades ago and have been mostly re-hashing the same tired themes, or permutations of them, while consumers flee from the overly erotic, politicized, and neurotic fodder that the industry cranks out. They were willing participants in rationalization of social breakdown.

China has already effectively replaced the people who once ran Hollywood. The upper echelon are all ready to sell out and retire. The younger generation keep churning out political propaganda films and then wondering why they tank at the box office. The Chinese are more literal: they will repeat the same formulas month after month for lower margins but greater consistency of income.

The old days of Jewish-run Hollywood may be coming to an end:

It may surprise you (although probably not) to hear that I have no quarrel with the airing of the trope that Jews are prominent, even dominant, in the movie industry. The reason for this is that it’s true, and saying it aloud no more makes John Travolta a Jew-hater than asserting that there are a lot of, say, African-American hip-hop artists makes one a racist. It’s not anti-Semitic to make a statement of fact; it’s anti-Semitic to imply that there’s something wrong with it.

Despite the above, the “Jews run Hollywood” trope has been in decline for decades. First the homosexual mafia rose to challenge them, then the Armenians began to ascend, and so for some time, Hollywood has been pluralistic like the society around it. Instead of making it stronger, this divided its power and sense of self, and it has had trouble making clear decisions since.

In other words, whether or not Jews ran Hollywood or run Hollywood, it makes sense to have one group in charge. Otherwise, fragmentation occurs.

Jews ran Hollywood for a simple reason: they made the best movies for a wide audience. Most people do not want Apocalypse Now or Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy; they want Notting Hill and Raiders of the Lost Ark, and these play into the uniquely Jewish model of the variety show — some tragedy, comedy, drama and adventure in the same film — that audiences in the past have loved.

The Jewish approach — Western sentimentalism with Asiatic literalism — may have worked for some time, but over the years it broke down. Joe and Susie do not know what they want, but we know what they like: movies that are both sentimental and idealistic, with a strong underlying sense of realistic values. Hollywood could not deliver that, at least much, and much past its golden era.

As Hollywood descends into diversity, shortly before the more literal-minded Chinese come in and sweep away the detritus of the West and replace it with a low-cost profits machine, we can see that Weinstein is the classic example of the dying king. His power waning, his people sacrificed him for their own pretense, hoping to stave off the coming collapse with the metaphorical equivalent of a rain dance.

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