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A regular reader is going to be a little busy for the next 18 months:
Hi Vox, I hope all continues to go well (your presence on Twitter is missed.)
I just wanted to thank you for your good wishes on my IDF service [he went in yesterday – VD] and for being one of the few rational, perceptive political commentators online (also for being an ideologically consistent and honest member of the alt right, or your stream at least, while much of it appears to be purity spiraling into extinction.
Thanks again for the good wishes. And yes, the riots do seem to be only posturing. Israelis I follow who’ve seen them say they seem underwhelming, low energy, like they’re just being done because that’s what’s expected. A guard was stabbed at the Jerusalem central bus station today, and the media is going to link it to the Trump declaration, but that’s just palestinians being palestinians.
I mentioned to him that at least the locus of global violence appears to be well away from the usual Mid East hotspot for once. More than a few VP readers are serving their nations in various militaries and I hope and pray they will all stay safe in these increasingly dangerous times.
Another one was a little less appreciative of my work:
“Low morale cowards,” “useless parasites,” “fearful MGTOW,” “indentured servants.” You sound like a woman castigating a ‘men’s rights’ advocate with just as little interest or sympathy as those women have. As a result, you’re just as convincing.
“Going Galt” existed long before the internet, and has much more basis in fact overall. When men don’t see anything worth contributing to, they don’t contribute, as is their right. They may look for ways their contributions will be recognized [the military, the black market] they may keep their productive work to themselves, they may do nothing but smoke pot and play video games. But none of that qualifies as cowardice, fear or servitude.
At some point, women have to step up their game and be worth more than looking at [or banging, if you’re the kind who chases women.] If I was into investing, I would be putting all my money into sexbot companies, especially once they start programming sexbots to cook, clean, do laundry, shopping, and answer the phone/emails.
This isn’t fear or parasitism, this is a natural response to the world women want to live in, and Muslims and Hispanic Catholics will eagerly supplant us. Maybe they can enjoy the thousands of pages of comic books I’ve written, drawn and lettered, the dozens of CDs of music I’ve recorded or the almost-nine books I’ve published. [Still trying to finish proofing the ninth book] I can’t see how my life would be better if I’d chased women or spent my life watching movies in the same amount of time.
I’ve suffered worse than ‘Vox Day doesn’t look well upon my kind” [and thanks to God I haven’t had any real suffering outside of the military where suffering is sorta expected.] A sexbot would improve my life guaranteed much more than a human wife would, so even though you say you’re not telling us to ‘man up and wife these sluts’ that’s really the effect of what you’re saying. I could have spent the last fifteen or twenty years of my life wandering in a dark forest for the same result. It’s not fear of a dark forest, it’s knowing that every minute I spend there is one less minute I can focus on what matters to me. This is the same ‘how to win friends and influence people’ playbook as the Democrats are using, good for entertainment and not much else.
What can I say? He makes my point for me. The fear emanates from his missive like a visible fog. While we can’t dismiss him as a useless parasite due to his past military service, what is the point of defending one’s nation if one does not also act to perpetuate it?
The ironic thing is that MGTOW denigrate women for making choices that preclude their becoming wives and mothers. And then, they promptly declare that they are justified in doing the same. Where is the male leadership in that? That is not leadership, it is the precise opposite.
I, too, have written books, recorded music, and even written a few dozen pages of comic books. And I can declare, with more than a little authority, that the most important thing I have done for both the West and humanity is to marry Spacebunny and have children with her. MGTOW are every bit as wrong about the importance of their individual accomplishments as the college girl who is focused on her degree and her career instead of her family life.
What a surprise! The initial word of mouth for the new Star Wars film is spectacular! Again!
The Force is strong with this one.
The first reviews are in for Star Wars: The Last Jedi — and everybody is blown away.
The world premiere of the eighth chapter in the Skywalker saga, directed by Rian Johnson, took place in Hollywood on Saturday night.‘Star Wars: The Last Jedi is everything. Intense, funny, emotional, exciting. It’s jam-packed with absolutely jaw dropping moments and I loved it so, so much. I’m still shaking,’ wrote Gizmodo’s Germain Lussier.
‘I can’t believe The Last Jedi exists. @rianjohnson is a madman and I love him for it. He takes Star Wars to the edge and throws it over. What a crazy, awesome movie. We’ll be talking about this one for a long, long time.’
Sure we will. Having been a Star Wars fanatic turned hater by The Phantom Menace, I have not seen a Star Wars movie since. But I do take sadistic pleasure in the observing the usual process of a new release in the series.
You don’t say…. All that being said, I would genuinely enjoy it if they follow the color-by-numbers approach so closely that Luke cuts off Mary Suewalker’s hand before he reveals that he was the sperm donor for the interracial lesbian couple who were murdered by racist Nazi stormtroopers, leaving her an orphan.
The weekly open football thread. Discuss amongst yourselves.
UPDATE: The NFL is now hiring Fake Fans. What hath Goodell wrought?
Casting directors are now casting actors, models, and talent to work on Sunday, December 10th in Los Angeles, California.
Producers are seeking the following types:
We’re looking for LA’s biggest NFL fans to be a part of #NFLSunday’s Los Angeles Rams vs. Philadelphia Eagles Pre Game Show!
Calling all LA Rams fans!
To audition for a role in the upcoming NFL Sunday pre-game show, check out the casting call breakdown below.
Longtime reader Lee Jackson has agreed to keep Alpha Game running. He’ll be focusing more on Game as it relates to society and he put up his first post there today. It’s a good one, and highly relevant this Christmas season.
Birthday parties and cake-smeared faces. Bath time. Halloween candy pig-outs.
On social media you’ll see any number of posts featuring friends showing off their cute (and often not-so-cute) children. We’ve seen YouTubers with massive vlogs where their children’s daily lives are exposed for the entirety of the world to see.
Vox has of course warned against doing this, though many still fall prey to the temptation to show off our families. It’s natural to take pride in our kids, but frankly, it’s stupid to put their lives on the internet.
And not just because of predators and perverts.
I could not agree more. Keep your kids, pictures of your kids, and stories of your kids OFF THE INTERNET. One of the greatest gifts you can give your children in today’s world is a clean slate as an adult.
Allow them to publicly define themselves as something other than an adjunctory decoration to your life.
Just in time for Christmas, it is now possible to order print editions directly from Castalia House through our partnership with Aerbook. At least, it is if you happen to live in the USA. So, those of you who have indicated that you’d like an alternative to ordering from Amazon can now do so, and will even, in most circumstances, get a discount from $1 to $3 dollars, depending upon the book in question.
For example, the trade paperback of A THRONE OF BONES is $25.99 instead of the usual $27.99. You will also be able to purchase books from both my Reading List and my Recommended Books List, although that will take a little time to put together. The shipping costs are based on your location, but they are reasonable. In a very few cases, such as The Ames Archives by Peter Grant, the price is actually a little higher than the retail price because we set a lower than usual retail price and discount structure.
Not all of our books are in the system yet, but we’re working getting them in there. Castalia authors who are interested in selling their print editions from their own sites should get in touch, as we can put together widgets for your site that will pull the listings directly from the Castalia Direct Bookstore, including your books that we don’t publish. And, of course, this will be another way to buy the 24-page comics that we’ll be putting on the market next year.
UPDATE: For those who might be interested, I’ve added a Japanese literature section which includes many of the books I’ve read in the last three years. And no, I have no idea why six different editions of Kokoro were available but not a single one of Sanshiro.
Sarah Ruth Ashcraft @SaRaAshcraft
Everyone loves Tom Hanks. I can’t stand him after what he did to me. He’s worried about @realDonaldTrump for good reason. He knows trump is going after pedophiles.
It seems far-fetched, but at this point, nothing and no one is too far-fetched to be impossible. And the various mentions of the Roeper School, “an international leader in gifted education and the longest running school in the country for gifted students in preschool through 12th grade,” in the related discussions rang a familiar bell. For some reason, pedophiles are utterly obsessed with the idea of gifted children, even going so far as intentionally trying to breed them.
From The Last Closet by Moira Greyland
Between 1953 and 1956, my father was working with Dr. Sheldon in the Constitutional Laboratory at Columbia Medical School. Dr. Sheldon had become the coordinator of parapsychological research studies of New York’s gifted children, also called the “Superkids.” Among the Superkids were my father’s long-time friends and colleagues, Jack Sarfatti and Robert Bashlow. An unfortunate part of my father’s “research” on the Superkids was to bring them into the New York science-fiction fandom. Given my father’s future tendency to use science-fiction conventions as a place to locate gifted boys to groom and later molest, I cannot overlook the possibility that my father was sexually exploiting at least some of the Superkids.
My father loved children, especially boys, in much the same way many of us love a rare steak. Every child he met, Superkid or not, would be encouraged to go to science-fiction conventions, which meant they would often be separated from their parents for hours at a time and available to talk with him.
When my father attended science-fiction conventions, he would usually sit in a high-traffic area playing with a spinning mirrored disc or other science-related toy, until a curious male child would approach him. This was his usual method of seduction during the Seventies and Eighties that I personally witnessed, and I conclude that he first developed it in the Fifties.
While these public interactions might at first seem harmless, when one adds to it the heady mix of adult attention lavished on the vulnerable boy, reassurance of the boy’s remarkable intellect whether it was true or not, and intense, highly-focused conversations, the result frequently produced a victim who was willing to provide more or less anything that Walter wanted from him.
Note that the latest X-men series being produced by the notorious director (((Bryan Singer))) is called The Gifted.
My surmise is that children who are identified as gifted early on are more easily separated from their parents and other children for the nominal purposes of providing them with a better education, and are thereby more easily preyed upon. It’s also easier to get gifted children to keep their mouths shut, because they are accustomed to not being able to speak freely in front of adults or children for fear of betraying their higher intelligence.
The Roeper School was founded in 1941 by George and Annemarie Roeper, who were forced to flee Nazi Germany.
Imagine that. Every single time.
Mr. John C. Wright ponders the question in his new column for Dangerous:
Why must a Leftist hate Christmas, then? Let us look at it as a multiple choice question.
(1) A Leftist is rude.
(2) A Leftist is a killjoy.
(3) A Leftist is divisive.
(4) A Leftist hates America.
(5) A Leftist hates Christ.
(6) All of the above.
Let us ponder each possible answer:First, the War on Christmas is waged to be rude.
It is rude, but this is not why Uncle Screwtape encourages his useful idiots to be idiots about it. Rudeness is merely a means to an end.
This war is not just a matter of public buildings replacing baby Jesus from nativity scenes with Kami the AIDS-awareness muppet, or a public schools holding A CHARLIE BROWN CHRISTMAS as a school play but deleting one scene where Linus quotes the Gospel of Luke. These are just steps.
It is not just a matter of trotting out tired old chestnuts about Christmas trees being pagan in origin or Christ’s birth being a retelling of the birth of Horus, or Mithra, or Krishna.
Let us digress a moment to remember that all those old chestnuts are bogus. All fake news.
The practice of decorating Christmas trees dates from Eighteenth Century Germany, which had not been pagan for over a thousand years.
Horus’s birth was traditionally celebrated in August, not December, and he was born to avenge his father’s death, not to cure mankind of sin. Mithra was not born, he was carved out of a rock.
As for Krishna, he was not the firstborn of a virgin, but the eighthborn of a married matron. An evil king seeks his life, but not for the reason Herod sought Christ’s. At Krishna’s birth, Vishnu appears from heaven, and whisks the mother away, brushing evil serpents and raging floods from her path. Not a long donkey ride to Egypt here.
She gives Krishna to a kindly cowherd to raise, and takes the cowherd’s daughter in swap. Upon returning, when the tyrant enters the dungeon seeking the child’s life, the cowherd’s daughter is transfigured into the goddess Yogamaya and ascends to heaven. Later, Krishna grows up to seduce rural maidens. No getting lost in a temple arguing points of law with old graybeards for this boy.
Besides, even if each jot and tittle of Christmas tradition was taken from pagan forebears unchanged except for the name “HORUS” crossed out in bright red crayon, and the name “CHRIST” crudely thrust in, so what?
The pagan forebears of the Christians were themselves the very people who converted and became Christian. Their culture also was baptized. Words, dress, architecture, calendar, was unchanged. The names of months, weekdays, planets, constellations, were kept.
Everything they kept was a pagan survival into Christianity. It all became Christian.
What was left behind was sodomy, polygamy, pederasty, divorce (yes, the Romans had that), contraceptive pharmaceuticals (yes, the Romans had that, too) and the belief that Caesar was sacred, but not human life.
The pagan things that did not survive are the very things the modern world wants to return to us: sodomy, polygamy, pederasty, divorce, contraception. A despot worshipped as a god. Life held cheaply. Some returned came in the 1930’s, some in the 1960’s. Some are coming.
So, to make it clear: putting pretty lights on a tree, or weaving a wreath of evergreens, is not a pagan survival. These things did not spring out of Christianity. The only thing that honestly can be said to have sprang out of paganism, and which survives to the modern day, is Christianity.
But these silly, trifling slurs and insults against nativity scenes and Charlie Brown plays, and these silly, trifling arguments about the alleged pagan roots of Christmas are not being done to change décor nor change minds. They are done to affront, not to persuade.
Win or lose, the bickering destroys something of the Christmas spirit. The rudeness is an instrument to kill the joy and pleasure of the season, to make a shared solemnity into a bone of contention.
It is done to ruin the fun.
So the War on Christmas is waged to kill the fun of Christmas, to end the joy.
Don’t let them do it. Feel the joy. Feed the joy. Fuel the joy.
A note from a reader of SJWAL who discovered that SJWs really have to be encountered to be believed:
Just wanted to thank you for your invaluable insights in SJWAL… I got roped into joining my HOA board a year and a half ago after the former president rage quit due to resident’s being angry with her behavior. She actually recommended me as a replacement. I think she actually thought I was an SJW and that she was going to be able to control me since all my interactions with her were friendly agreements in the interests of trying to get her away from me as fast as possible. She is retired so she has plenty of free time and has always been the neighbor that snoops in everyone’s business and selectively complains about neighbors she does not like violating minor rules. She had been working on updating the community rules book when she quit and the rest of the board wanted to allow her to stay on the rules committee. Whenever the topic came up, I said “that is fine, but she does realize that the board can vote to accept, reject or modify her proposed rules.”
Flash forward this summer and she is still working on the rules with no end in sight. The board has turned over through resignations and only myself and one of her minions remain on the board. The other 3 board members and I agree to place a deadline on the rules committee. To spare you the gory details you don’t care about, the committee submitted a proposal on time after much complaining about deadlines.
The board was in the process of reviewing it and suddenly she started meeting, in secret with her minion and working on proposed modifications. We had a board meeting and her minion submitted her proposed changes, we voted on each one individually and some passed and some failed. The next day we get an angry email from her about how we were violating the law if we did not write the rules the way she had proposed. That she as a member of the rules committee she should have been invited to the meeting and included a PS that said the email was to voice her objection to our proposed rule because it was illegal – it’s not – and she didn’t want to be implicated if the association were sued by a concerned resident.
I wrote the response and made clear they were my opinions alone. I informed her she was not invited because the rules committee was dissolved after the deadline voted upon. I pointed out where she was wrong about the things we rejected and asked her to cite relevant law on the things she was claiming were illegal. I finished the note saying I, personally, did not appreciate the veiled threat in the post script.
She wrote an response to the whole board about how she was crying just reading my “hateful” email. She doubled down and claimed she had legal opinions to back up her assertion. She complained about how it was disrespectful of us to put a deadline on her and the other committee members etc. etc.
Next morning I decided to respond. I prefaced the email saying I wasn’t going to go point by point with her because I didn’t think it would be beneficial. I then stated that I was going to state three things without malice or ill will towards her. The first thing was stating that respect is a two way street and asked her to honestly consider why she has unresolved conflicts with multiple neighbors (the number is close to 30{84e33cb3079486242e497491211df3d205f46b3a0e51fcdbcd64cea5b9aea06c} of the neighborhood). The second statement was that I would pray that she finds peace and contentment in her life because in 7 years I had noticed that these were things she struggled to achieve (she is a churchian). The third was the simple statement “I will not be bullied”.
I get the reply later that morning. “Stop harassing me immediately” She references her email sent to the whole board about not wanting emails and I wasn’t respecting her wishes. Then the bingo moment “I call this harassment, especially because I am a woman”. She then threatens to contact the police and have her and her husband make sworn statements that I am harassing them if I ever speak to or email either of them again.
I was a little taken a back by this at first, reread my emails and realized they were tame and fact based, and was thankful for the fact that I sent copies of all correspondence to the board immediately before sending to or after receiving anything from her. I have 2 board members solidly backing me independently sending me emails that had the same sentiments of “good job, it’s time someone confronted her” and “you were much kinder than I would have been”. The same two initiated separate motions to the board about not allowing her to participate on any committees again, and seeing if there is anything we can do about her threatening a board member.
The fundamental mistake, of course, was giving this SJW the chance to have any input on the rules after she stepped down from the board. But this is a pretty textbook situation, from the board members naively failing to anticipate the SJW’s bad behavior to everyone being surprised by the shameless lies and counterattacks that to which an SJW who feels threatened invariably resorts.
Fortunately, the emailer was prepared, although it was a complete waste of time to babble about respect and prayer and personal lives. I suspect the emailer may be a woman, because women are usually far too concerned about that sort of superficial virtue-signaling trivia. But the important thing is that she also made it clear to the SJW that she was not going to submit and accept the SJW’s false narrative. It was also good that she copied the rest of the board on everything; notice how the SJW tried to conceal her direct communications with the emailer from the other board members.
It’s not difficult to defeat SJWs once you learn to identify and anticipate them. With a little patience and foresight, you can readily trap and expose them to the benefit of naive third parties who still think SJWs are some sort of fictional bogeyman.
The Promethean is an amazingly funny novel exposing the utter insanity of modern academia and the world of technology. An extraordinary tale of ambition, social justice, and human folly, it combines the mordant wit of W. Somerset Maugham with a sense of humor reminiscent of P.G. Wodehouse.
When American billionaire Henry Hockenheimer discovers that conquering the corporate world is no longer enough for him on the eve of his 40th birthday, he decides to leave his mark on the world by creating the first Superman, a robot as intellectually brilliant as it is physically capable. But his ideas are thwarted on every side by the most brilliant minds of the academic world, from the artificial intelligence researcher Dr. Vishnu Sharma to the wheelchair-bound head of the Diversity and Inclusion Committee of Her Majesty’s Government’s Bio-Engineering Research Fund, Nkwandi Obolajuwan, and, of course, Dr. Sydney Prout, formerly of the United Nations, now Special Adviser on Human Rights to the European Union.
And when Hockenheimer succeeds, despite all of the incredible obstacles placed in his way, he discovers that success can be the cruelest failure of all.
Now in hardcover ($19.99) and paperback ($14.99).
From the reviews:
While I still prefer Owen Stanley’s first novel, in my opinion, The Missionaries and The Promethean are two of the very best novels that Castalia House has published, along with Awake in the Night Land. I’ve been asked to do a Christmas recommendation list of Castalia House books, and I will, but from a purely literary perspective, these are the three that anyone with a proper library will be proud to feature on the shelves.