I was going to open with a reference to Ambrose Bierce on God, Geography and the American people; a well-known and much referenced quote that like so much on the internet, turns out not to be true. Blogging turns out to be annoyingly difficult. I think in paragraphs, but I can only write in single characters. The paragraph loses it's middle and sometimes it's entire coherence in constructing the first phrase. But if I just tried to vomit the entire hairball at one time, and got something wrong in the first premise, then it's start over, patch up, or quit. This essay, so far, is a good example... [knocks over mic, spills water, feedback...]
I'm now like the bushman in the movie, clinging to the Only Known Truth, in his case a pepsi bottle dropped from a plane, in mine, the suspicion that much of the little that I know is actually wrong. I have a lot of things I believe provisionally, and only a handful of hardcore beliefs, so I'm never going to be an effective advocate for anything, but I can take note of anomalous bullshit and try to explain things in light of those few things of which I am sure e.g. neocons are liars, socialists are thieves, politics is corrupt, etc. Since all of these groups and many others are not going away, and in fact are quite successful so far in getting their way, it would seem to be irrational, indeed against the Stoic commandment to not waste one's energy on hopeless causes, to continue to even bitch about it. Maybe they just have information I'm not privy to.
But when I read about the antics of our Elite, in spite of my lack of full information, I don't get the impression of people competently serving the best interests of the voters and taxpayers, but rather a strong suspicion of systematic and across-the-board abuse of these groups to the advantage of favored clients. Libertarians for several generations have been asking nicely to please stop wrecking the world and making us pay for it; to no effect when in the past "they" would bother to lie and cover up, now they don't even bother pretending. In Justin Raimondo's Bizarro world the radical elite try to undermine and overthrow themselves while the conservative rabble work twice as hard to preserve what's left of the pre-post-modern civilization and vote in their own replacements. EUSSA becomes new Soviets; Russia becomes new bastion of Reaction.
How convenient for NRx to arise at just this period of polarity reversals. Future historians will regard Moldbug as a mirror image of what we think of Toqueville; bookends, really, marking the beginning and end of monoculture democracy. Unless the skins actually take over Western Ukraine; cause that would be awesome, especially if it spreads.
"Is your hate pure?"