#153. World War T
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🧵Threads of the Week🧵
> How do you solve a problem like Pariah, the bassoon-tooting Dimes Square bête noir whose playful sensibility-tweaking and attention-whoring is rending the dissident right in twain? Some crusading e-rightists—namely one crazy-ass brown boy—will not rest until you pick a side, lest the whole dissident sphere be brought down by subversion. For them, the pseudo-dissident Dimes Square scene that’s captured so much attention is not right-wing, just bored post-leftist hipsters with no moral vision transgressing against the dominant libtarded culture. The Trans Question, these crusaders say, is a line in the sand, and having a trans weirdo hanging around is a signal that you’re on the wrong team. To be right wing is to actually believe in something—God, nature, beauty, truth, or some mixture thereof, and simply presenting as trans (a revolt against God/nature/etc. that often demands others’ participation) in a right-wing space, or promoting such a person, is grounds for expulsion. It’s even worse when they make alliances with actual demons. The Dimes Square crowd, meanwhile, is insisting that they will never denounce their trans pal. Friend is spelled “i-before-e” because a friend is a friend to the end, and if you think denouncing sexual deviants is more important than personal loyalty, *Jeff Foxworthy voice* ya might be a provincial. The Red Scare girls stuck their lovely necks out for you, and this is how you repay them? The controversy reached a fever pitch this week when BAP finally weighed in, caping for Anna and Pariah and countersignaling the trans exclusionary radical misogynists, even mistaking self-described gay pervert Basil for a church lady scold. And then,
, who’d mostly stayed quiet on the subject, pulled out a flamethrower and torched those he felt were responsible for sewing discord in a naked attempt to self-promote. Given all the chatter, we thought this was going to be the biggest story of the week, until…> The above got blown out of the water when a slimy Guardian journoid (who should absolutely be banished to the shadow realm) reminded us who the real enemy is, when he doxxed a leading new right publisher known as Lomez, who of course, turned out to be a total chad and not some creeping basement hunchback. There was no attempt to engage with Lomez’s ideas, or those of his many admirers, or to explain his popularity. No, the goal of such doxxings is not to inform a reading public about a newsworthy figure (he’s a small indie publisher), but to permanently stain your reputation so severely that you won’t be able to have a normal life ever again. It’s to remind you who runs things, and what your friends can expect if they step out of line. But Lomez was hailed as a conquering hero. He’s moisturized, in his lane, thriving. If you ever get got, understand that each time you get canceled, you level up.
> A sensitive young man was excommunicated by the First Lutheran Church, mainly for the crime of having some spicy online associates, and for not bowing and scraping when accused. Totally scummy stuff here, the culmination of a year of this nonsense.
> Law and Order: SVU is a case study in the subtle ways that propaganda shapes how you view the world, and it’s easy to recognize because it didn’t used to be that way. At some point, the writers stopped reading the police blotters that described real crimes, and started turning Jezebel posts into plots.
> Not blaming parents and only suggesting this for your personal development, but If your kid is getting bullied so hard that you have to complain to the school TWENTY TIMES about it, maybe you should pull him out before he can’t take it anymore.
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is developing a reality dating show for gentleman farmer William Wheelwright. Tune in to watch a gaggle of suitresses prove their worth by draining a festering abscess on William’s prize holstein.> Being German must be hard. Your quality of life plummets, so you move to greener pastures, and the problems follow you. Meanwhile, your politicians are too busy licking public urinals to care.
🎥A/V of the Week🎥
> Hugh Jackman in his prime, er…I mean…Lomez, tells Steve Bannon the point of doxxing.
> Michael Malice interviewed Walter Block about being denounced by Hans-Herman Hoppe. Strap in for some lolbert inside baseball.
> Richard Spencer spends a half hour displaying contempt for Ann Coulter.
> Things are different in 2024, you can just feel it.
> Reader LX&R sent in this episode of Jocko Willink interviewing Joe Kent, a based chad running for congress.
📰Reads of the Week📰
Dudley here, your Editor in Chief. You may have heard us whine in various podcasts that putting together the Reads section can be a real slog, but it is vital work, so we are pleased to announce that this week we invited freshfaced NRP intern Ace to take the reins. Be nice, but let us know how you think he did.
> Has Alan Bloom been rewarded enough credit for his rants against academia? If not, here’s conclusive proof that a heterosexual professor can trace wokeness back to its startling beginning in the 90s. In other words, Michael Millerman reminds zoomers they can finally experience the boomer dream of rioting on campus, embracing psyops, and tearing off their clothes for “politics” with lower stakes.
> Despite the dire economic plight of Gen Z, many still want gibs to make the best of a bad situation. Not so fast,
insists that if you’re going to be in line with the pledge, your bank account must not have .gov links attached to it. Would Reagan smile at the new right’s stance on pulling those bootstraps? Regardless, the dissidents demand that we don’t become the welfare queens we often complain about as a way to rebel against the GAE.
After extensive discussion on racial animosity becoming commonplace, Nate Hochman presents the latest Claremont affiliate to name the problem. Jeremey Carl has enjoyed newfound popularity explaining what divides Americans today and why it’s not class. As the unofficial sequel to Christopher Caldwell’s Age Of Entitlement, spectators can take a look at how civil rights legislation dictates the culture wars of today.
> Passage Press founder Lomez was exposed without consent by James Kirkpatrick’s least favorite people on the planet: journos. However, it’s already passe to do such deeds two election cycles too late. As a result,
writes how Lomez enjoys his spoils as the avatar of “having a normal one.”
> Can the DR have its own Barry Lyndon?
explains how the current climate might find its ubermensch among upper-class families who don’t waste time having children. It may be out of lockstep with younger mutuals barely keeping themselves in order, yet he finds that the white pill stems from escaping the rat race to find strength in their nuclear family’s values (preferably in better ZIP codes).
> With that in mind,
was ahead of the curve on the relationship between the mainstream and fringe leftist pipeline. His old profile on Jason Wilson gives spectators a look behind the curtain on how the Carl Bernsteins of our time conduct business. How does one get so much dirt on think tanks and GOP types? It’s National Inquire exposés, top to bottom.
> The climate has gone bananas?!
settles the score on the “scientists” who lose their cool and credentials as their articles disappear into obscurity. The woman question looms large as they are caught emoting while the science profession abandons its collective mind.
> We tried to be consumers and we lost it. Thankfully, the editors at The American Sun describe the landscape of the current thing and its manufacturers. The former Marxists turned dissidents would have a field day with this review of Hollywood’s waning culture industry. If you look closely, it might resemble some of the chatter about the DR.
> Can we have an honest conversation on race? With help from
, We have had to dodge the connotations that come from such talk. It was presented in The Great Gatsby as ridiculous. Regardless, there have been plenty of moderate discussions on addressing race not as an abstraction that divides people into fixed spots, but rather as a constant that binds humanity together. No, it’s not the ‘90s anymore, however, you can revisit it thanks to Koch.
> Remember all those books we were told to check out?
gives us the TL:DR for the DR. Unfortunately, we cannot keep clinging to the ideology of the bygone eras. Haywire wants us to embrace Bowden-esque liberty by stepping over these latest rebrands of modernism. The DR can make it, they just have to escape the commentators lulling them back to different subgenres of liberalism.
As the timeline embraces another identity crisis, it’s important for the younger folks to stay optimistic about this so-called movement staying above water for the long term.
has been the latest example of sharp men giving each other a reason to stay active in the DR. An ode to the Boys Scouts, this article unites that can-do mentality missing in Gen Z and assures older mutuals that passing a physical torch doesn’t have to result in a PR disaster.
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The Dimes square people treat politics like fashion. Because for them, it quite literally is.
It's about vibes, and aesthetics, and it really doesn't go deeper than that.
AND THAT'S OKAY, they're free to do that, but people should just recognize it for what it is.
That's my opinion, anyways. I guess it's similar to what Zero HP said.
I don't really give a shit if some weirdo eunuch wants to larp as a tradcath or wtf ever, that's their business. Just don't expect me to take them seriously -- but at the same time, I'm not going to shun them either. And I guess that's the nuance.
Edit to add: intern did a fine job. Thanks to everyone involved for the ongoing effort.
I lived in a lesbian heavy neighborhood for many years, and I can say without hesitation that none of them looked like those foxes pictured. And judging from the perma-scowls on most of their faces, it didn't seem like they were having too many orgasms either.