Author: VD

They DID Steal the Land

I fail to see any reason for outrage here. I mean, there absolutely isn’t any doubt that a considerable amount of the land in Canada and the United States was stolen, illegally and by force, from the Indian tribes that were recognized as the legal residents there.

Homeowners in a Canadian city have received letters warning that their properties will be seized and returned to the “First Nations People of Canada.”

The letters, signed by the city’s mayor, claim the property titles may be “defective and invalid.”

This follows a British Columbia Supreme Court ruling granting the Cowichan Tribes Aboriginal title to about 800 acres of land within the city.

Just to be clear, I’m not talking about the original pre-European-arrival state of the land. I’m talking about the post-arrival period when a land title system had already been established and the various tribal claims to specific areas of land were legally established according to treaties between various parties, including the federal government in the United States, and the relevant Indian tribes.

One thing that is profoundly dishonest about the popular pro-settler position is that it customarily requires a bait-and-switch between the two very different legal scenarios. And eminent domain clearly can’t be applied to sovereign Indian tribes.

Don’t think this matters because it’s all in the past? Perhaps you should take a look at the Middle East and revisit your assumptions.

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Australia will be Chinese

I was wondering how long it would take before people began to realize that Australia is going to be a Chinese continent.

A Chinese propagandist has sparked outrage after claiming the superpower should take control of Australia, in part due to its colonial past. The furore began when the China hawk, who goes by the name ‘BeijingDai’, shared a map to social media on Saturday with Australia labelled as a ‘Chinese vassal state’.

New Zealand, Myanmar and the Solomon Islands would be given the same classification under the plans, while much of south-east Asia would fall under ‘China’s sphere of influence’. The self-described China ‘patriot’ said occupation of Australia would be a cost-effective alternative to direct occupation of the entire south-east Asian region.

‘Southeast Asia has a huge population. If China conquers them, it will need to need them and develop them. This is a super hard task,’ he wrote on social media. He added: ‘However, annexing Australia is a very cost-effective deal. ‘Australia has over seven million kilometres of land and abundant resources, but its population is even smaller than that of Shanghai.’

He claimed Australia’s colonial history would make Chinese occupation not just cost-effective, but morally defensible.

It’s not only cost-effective and morally defensible, it’s also inevitable. Not unlike the United States, Australia sealed its own fate back in 1973 when it officially abandoned its White Australia policy. Now there are 1.5 million Chinese residents, representing about six percent of the total population. This demonstrates that China can easily flood Australia with immigrants and ensure an outright electoral majority without a single shot ever being fired.

Remember, 17 million non-British people are now resident in the UK, pretty much none of whom were there prior to 1948. There are only 27 million people in Australia. So China can, and will, take control of the continent whenever it decides to do so, now that its navy has reached effective parity in the Pacific.

And given the Clown World rhetoric about the morality of migration and the absolute priority of people seeking freedom from authoritarian governments, there isn’t anything that the West can even say, let alone do, to object.

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Demographics is Destiny

I’m just curious. What’s the point of defending “democracy” when not only one did no one in England or Wales vote for importing anyone from any of these countries, but the measure was never even on any of the ballots?

It certainly doesn’t take a prophet or an expert futurist to see what the future holds for any formerly homogenous nation that altered its base demographics. Why would anyone even contemplate lifting a finger to defend this?

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DEATH AND THE DEVIL

My latest book is now available on Amazon Kindle and also via Kindle Unlimited.

A brilliantly dark and witty collection that reimagines cosmic forces with heart, humor, and humanity.

What happens when Death decides to take up haiku? When the Devil’s carefully laid plans go awry? When the Incarnation of War discovers that the only thing worse than war is when the dead don’t die?

In this delightfully inventive collection of short stories about Death, ancient cosmic entities find themselves navigating the absurdities of existence with the same confusion, determination, and occasional incompetence as the mortals they oversee. From poetry workshops to World War II, from speed dating disasters to bureaucratic nightmares that span millennia, these stories blend philosophical depth with unexpected humor.

Written in the tradition of Ingmar Bergman and Terry Pratchett, Death and the Devil offers a fresh and deeply human take on the forces we fear most. Each story is a clever exploration of mortality, duty, and identity as well as a genuinely touching reminder that even in a universe governed by cosmic constants, there’s always room for compassion, love, and the occasional well-crafted haiku.

Witty. Profound. Unexpectedly moving.

Perfect for readers who appreciate smart, character-driven fantasy that doesn’t shy away from life’s big questions—or death’s smaller ones.

The first review has already been posted:

This is a remarkable set of short stories, assembled with AI support, which include amusing, horrifying, and intriguing variations on Death – more exactly, how Death as a force of Nature might comport itself with beings both mortal and supernatural. Highly recommended for fans of macabre short stories, Pratchett, and Douglas Adams.

The style began in the mode of Terry Pratchett, but extended into darker and more startling situations. Death and his pet cat (that is a premise worthy of its own tale) must address problems with eternal bureaucracy and customer service. Several tales explore the ghastly humor of those who either try to cheat Death or are simply too obtuse to understand that Time Is Up. Particularly amusing were stories where other eternal presences encouraging Death to take up a hobby. Consider Death taking on a gig in stand-up comedy and learning to tell jokes. One favorite was Death undertaking to write poetry; in his case, disrupting a class on writing haiku, by reading verses which created an interdimensional rift.

One other theme establishes itself through the set of tales. This is a Bergman – type set of passages or encounters with Death, on a more personal and Romantic note. Read about bright and dim lights, joys, anticipation, and final lingering dregs regrets – but the regrets and anticipations may transform to a wine of unusual bouquet for one ephemeral sip.

If you enjoy Terry Pratchett’s or Douglas Adams’ comedic works, many of these stories will give you a good laugh in the same light. If you prefer something stronger, smoother, and darker, like Ingmar Bergman films, the rest will bring unexpected smiles, chills, and speculative thoughts to mind.

Now, obviously there are going to be those who will feel the need to posture about how they will never read a book that was written at the push of a button, just as there were those who vowed they would never read an ebook, or listen to a CD. This is fine, those people have always been irrelevant with regards to the success or failure of a new technology and they always will be. The process from early adopters to laggards has been well understood for decades, so whether you’re of the late majority or the laggards, you might as well spare us the traditional theatrics.

My suggestion is to read the book and see if your assumptions were correct or not. Because from my perspective, if you are under the impression that particular book was written with the push of a button, the results should absolutely terrify you.

Anyhow, as our publishing business changes, I’ve had a rethink about Amazon and Kindle Unlimited and I realized that while it is a very bad foundation for a publishing business, it’s now perfectly suitable as a form of advertising that pays for itself. So, in addition to DEATH AND THE DEVIL, a number of my other ebooks are now available again on Kindle Unlimited, including ARTS OF DARK AND LIGHT and THE LAWS OF SOCIAL JUSTICE.

And as pertains to the latter, the combination of a) AI writing and b) events of the past eight years, I’ve realized that the book I never felt any need to write is now both necessary and viable. So, after SIGMA GAME is published, hopefully next month, you can anticipate the publication of SJWS ALWAYS PROJECT: Surviving the Thought Police sometime in the new year.

Death Goes on a Date

It is a well-established fact across most of the known multiverse that death is, generally speaking, the end of life. What is considerably less well-established is that Death himself had what humans might call “relationship issues.”

This was entirely Love’s fault.

“You need to get out more,” Love had declared during one of her unannounced little drop-ins on Death. “All work and no play makes Death a dull cosmic force. Oh, I know! We should find you a girlfriend!”

Death, who had until her interruption been perfectly content with his routine of soul collection, paperwork, and the penning of a haiku, realized that he was at risk of one of the interventions to which Love occasionally subjected him when she was bored with her most recent companion.

I DO NOT REQUIRE COMPANIONSHIP, Death had protested. I AM A FUNDAMENTAL ASPECT OF THE UNIVERSE. COSMIC FORCES DO NOT HAVE GIRLFRIENDS.

“Nonsense,” Love replied, stirring her latte with a finger that left tiny heart-shaped foam patterns. “Even cosmic entities need connections. Look at Time—he’s been seeing that lovely mathematician from the Renaissance for centuries!”

TIME IS DIFFERENT. HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN UNPREDICTABLE.

“And War has something going with one of those Valkyries,” Love continued, ignoring Death’s protest that he was very busy. “Very passionate. Lots of dramatic sword fights followed by, you know, even more sword fights, if you know what I mean!”

Death had no response to this, partly because he had no idea what she meant and partly because he was realizing that he was going to have to redo next Thursday’s list of scheduled reapings because she jogged his elbow while he was writing when she elbowed him in the side.

“Besides,” Love added with a sensual smile that could have melted glaciers, “I’ve already signed you up.”

Which was how Death found himself, three days later, standing outside a trendy wine bar in San Francisco, wearing his most convincing mortal disguise and holding a name tag that read “HELLO, MY NAME IS: DEREK.”

Death had chosen his appearance carefully: tall, lean, pale but not unnaturally so, with dark hair and sharp cheekbones that suggested interesting genetics rather than a complete absence of flesh. He wore an expensive black suit that managed to look both formal and slightly dangerous. The effect was, according to Love’s assessment, “just like a sexy Neal Gaiman without that whole rapey vibe.”

Death had no idea who Neil Gaiman was, or why his vibe was rapey, but if it was good enough for Love, it was good enough for him.

The wine bar was a conventional arrangement of exposed brick walls, industrial lighting, and small tables arranged in a grid pattern that reminded Death rather inappropriately of a cemetery. Approximately thirty people milled about holding wine glasses and name tags, their nervous energy filling the space in a manner that made him feel as if there was something he was missing.

“Welcome to Singles Mingle Speed Dating!” announced a cheerful woman with a clipboard and the sort of aggressive enthusiasm that suggested she was either naturally optimistic or extremely well-medicated. “I’m Jessica, your host for tonight! The rules are simple—two minutes per conversation, then rotate clockwise when you hear the bell! Ladies, you’ll stay seated. Gentlemen, you’ll move around the room. Ready to find love?”

The assembled humans made various noises of agreement. Death remained silent, still not entirely sure how he had been talked into coming here.

“Wonderful! Gentlemen, find your starting positions!”

Death consulted the number on his name tag—seven—and located the corresponding table, where a woman in her thirties with blonde hair and a nervous smile was arranging her purse and smoothing her dress.

“Hi!” she said brightly as Death approached. “I’m Jennifer! Marketing executive, love hiking, hate sushi. You?”

Death settled into the chair across from her, which immediately became several degrees colder. DEREK, he replied. I WORK IN HUMAN RESOURCES.

“Oh, that’s great! What company?”

UNIVERSAL.

“Universal Studios? Wow! I bet you see a lot of stars.”

YES, I SEE THEM EVERY NIGHT.

Jennifer’s smile wavered slightly. “Um, okay… So, Derek, what do you do for fun?”

Death contemplated her question. His hobbies were reaping souls, filling out paperwork, and occasionally performing stand-up on open-mic nights in Slosh-on-Bunwick. None of these seemed appropriate for speed dating conversation.

I WRITE POETRY, he said finally.

“Oh, wow, you’re a poet!”

OF A SORT. I HAVEN’T MASTERED THE LIMERICK YET.

“You haven’t mastered… limericks? Like, there once was a man from Nantucket, that sort of thing?”

YES, MY CAT FEELS THEY’RE INAPPROPRIATE AND UNDIGNIFIED.

When the bell rang, Jennifer looked relieved.

“So, it was really nice meeting you, Derek!” she said with the artificial brightness of someone desperate to escape a particularly persistent street mime.

Read the rest on Kindle.

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A Boomer Looks Back

Speaking as a member of the generation that followed the grasshopper generation, it feels as if there were a few important things that were left off this list:

WE ARE A GENERATION THAT WILL NEVER COME BACK.

A generation that walked to school and then walked back.

A generation that did their homework alone to get out asap to play in the street.

A generation that spent all their free time in the streets with their Friends.

A generation that played hide and seek when dark.

A generation that made mud cakes.

A generation that collected sports cards.

A generation that found, collected and washed & Returned empty coke bottles to the local grocery store for 5 cents each , then bought a Mountain Dew and candy bar with the money.

A generation that made paper toys with their bare hands.

A generation who bought vinyl albums to play on record players.

A generation that collected photos and albums of clippings of their life experiences as a Kid.

A generation that played board games and cards on rainy days.

A generation whose TV went off at midnight after playing the National Anthem.

A generation that had parents who were there.

A generation that laughed under the covers in bed so parents didn’t know we were still awake.

A generation that is passing and unfortunately it will never return no matter how hard we try.

I loved Growing up when I did. it was the best of times.

I have no doubt that many Boomers loved growing up when and how they did. They were truly blessed with opportunity that was unmatched in the entire history of Man. What a pity, what a tragedy, that they denied similar experiences and opportunities to the generations who followed them.

A generation that had parents who were there.

Yeah, so, about that…

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AI is More Accurate

People are sometimes amazed that I generally prefer engagement with AI systems to people. But the thing is, being pattern recognition machines, AI’s actually describe people much more accurately than most other people can. Consider the following quote from a recent criticism of my current projects by one AI:

Vox Day operates dialectically when he can (exposing logical fallacies, pointing out contradictions) and rhetorically when he must (reframing, using sharp language, appealing to observable reality over credentials), but he certainly doesn’t appeal to the authority of fields he considers corrupted or irrelevant.

That was just one little throwaway passage in a three-model analysis of the SSH I was doing in order to smoke out any obvious flaws in my reasoning. And yet, it’s considerably better than the level of critical understanding demonstrated by any of my human detractors, most of whom couldn’t distinguish between Rhetoric, dialectic, and rhetoric if their lives depended upon it.

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Too Good to be True

The Moon Landing psyop is falling apart since the old technology utilized can’t stand up to analysis anymore and only the Boomers can “remember” it being staged live. We’re already entering the Revelation of the Method phase that reliably precedes the Old News Admission phase.

Jason Farago just published a New York Times interactive photo-video piece headlined “How Lunar Photography Brought the Heavens Down to Earth.” Farago celebrates the alleged artistic genius of the Apollo moon photos, viewing them as the climax of the overlapping artistic and scientific histories of moon explorations and representations.

Moon landing skeptic and professional photographer Massimo Mazzucco says that’s bullshit. Farago’s extravagant praise of the Apollo astronauts’ brilliant use of deep depth of field just means they knew how to crank the f-stop up to f16 or f32 (which I figured out about five seconds after buying the cheapest available Pentax when I was a journalism student back in 1976). His orgasmic effusions about the beautifully-rendered lunar surface texture sound like something an LSD tripper might say while staring hypnotically at the ground in some godforsaken stretch of barren desert. And his ranting about how many of the moon landing photos are so perfectly composed and executed that they look totally fake really takes the cake:

“The photographs were in fact so good—and the 70mm stock so detailed—that doubts set in on the blue sphere below. With their rich chiaroscuro and starless skies, Bean and Conrad’s photos looked uncannily like a Hollywood stage set.”

Because they were taken on a Hollywood stage set. This is obvious to any professional photographer who bothers to actually analyze the images.

I have been a photographer for the first part of my life, let’s say between age 20 and 40.. And I was a professional, at the top level. I was working for magazines all over the world. I was using actually the same cameras and film and lighting that supposedly were used in the Apollo missions.

I’ll give you one quick anecdote so you understand the point of view of a professional. I learned my trade from a famous photographer, now deceased. He just passed away a few months ago. His name was Oliviero Toscani. He’s actually the guy who made the Benton campaign all over the world. He was very, very famous. I would put him in the top 10 in the world history of fashion photography. I was his assistant for about three years. Then we parted ways. I went on to have my own career.

Back in 2000, when I saw the lunar pictures for the first time—all of them, not just the few that were published before, but all of them that were put out by NASA on the internet—I looked at them and I could see all the defects that I would find myself when I tried to replicate sunlight in the studio. So I got very suspicious. I called Toscani and I said, “Oliviero, what did you think the first time you saw the Apollo moon pictures?” And his answer was, and I quote him:

“I always thought that had they given me the job, I would have done a much better job.”

I’m not saying that Man never landed on the Moon, that there aren’t secret Nazi military bases there, or even that it’s impossible for Man’s alien progenitors to have left clues about their original landing on Earth there. (That’s a James Hogan reference, if you’re wondering about that last one. Very good and genuine science fiction, that trilogy.) I am saying that the Apollo missions staged by NASA from 1961–1972 never landed anyone on the Moon, probably never got anywhere near the Moon, and were definitely faked.

The amount of evidence proving that the Apollo missions were fake is simply overwhelming now, and the more technology improves, the more obvious it is. Which, of course, is why we’re rapidly approaching the point that the US government is going to admit it and the media will promptly claim that everyone always knew this all along and cite the very sources that we skeptics have been pointing to for decades.

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Who Will Sanction the US?

It appears that the USA is about to invade a foreign nation. It should be interesting to compare and contrast the reaction of the UK and the European Union to a US invasion with their reaction to the Russian liberation of Russian people living in lands that were historically Russian.

The island nation of Trinidad and Tobago has declared a National Emergency and ordered its entire Military to the highest alert status. This is believed to be related to a possible U.S. military attack upon neighboring Venezuela – now ALLEGEDLY deemed to be “imminent.”

I’ve been paying attention and I’m not sure what President Trump or Clown World are hoping to accomplish with an invasion of Venezuela. Is it Venezuelan oil or is it to prevent China and Russia from establishing a foothold inside the US sphere of influence?

Protecting Democracy and Human Rights: 

The U.S. and many other countries no longer recognize Nicolás Maduro as the legitimate president of Venezuela. They argue his 2018 re-election was fraudulent and instead recognize Juan Guaidó, the head of the National Assembly, as the legitimate interim president. The U.S. frames its actions as supporting the Venezuelan people’s fight for democracy against an authoritarian regime.

This is almost comical, given the amount of known election fraud in the United States.

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The Kataskocracy in Action

If surveillance and sexual blackmail are being used to control political operatives at the state level, what are the odds they are not being utilized in a similar fashion at the much more significant level of national politics?

US federal officials have charged a Maryland Democratic state senator with extortion for allegedly masterminding a blackmail scheme involving secretly filmed explicit videos, according to an indictment unsealed on Thursday. Dalya Attar, who was first elected to the Maryland House of Delegates in 2018 and was re-elected in 2022, became the first Orthodox Jewish woman to serve in the Maryland State Senate earlier this year.

Court documents allege that Attar devised a plan to stop a former employee from speaking out against her 2022 re-election bid. Prosecutors say she conspired with her brother, Joseph Attar, and Baltimore police officer Kalman Finkelstein, who had worked on her campaign.

Staring in 2020, they worked to threaten the ex-employee into silence, using covertly taken videos of her in bed with a married man, the court documents alleged. The group allegedly conspired to follow the ex-consultant’s movements using a tracker on her loaned car, and to secure intimate videos of her with her lover by installing cameras disguised as smoke detectors, the court documents said. The victim was staying at an apartment owned by Finklestein’s family at the time.

I tend to doubt the ethnic aspect of the case will escape anyone who understands what the motivation behind the Jeffrey Epstein operation appears to have been. Political ethno-nepotism, which is observable from the earliest Irish immigrants in New York City to the Somalis in Minneapolis today, is the reason civic nationalism is, and will always be, a complete non-starter.

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