Archive for July, 2004
One reason the past seems so nice is because you know how it came out.
You think, “I arrived in the new city, and it thrilled me! I saw so many interesting things.”
Actually what you had on your mind at the time was how irritated you were about something. You were worrying about where you would stay that night and how you would find the place and would the taxi driver cheat you. In a new town, nothing looks the same as it does once you are used to it.
I sure don’t miss my youth because I remember so much of it.
Ah, the old Christmas songs! They remind me of comfort and home! But they also remind me that I was counting the hours of my Christmas vacation until I had to go back to school and wander around at recess trying to avoid the white trash bully I was scared of.
When you think of youth, you don’t remember that each and every tooth had to pulled out as the new ones came in. Do you remember walking around trying to decide to pull it out?
Do you remember the measles? Mumps? Just lying there with nothing at all to do but feel bad?
Do you remember boredom, boredom, and more boredom?
And the DECISIONS! It’s cute now to laugh at what you were afraid of and how little you knew. It wasn’t funny then.
There is a very important point here that relates your own personal history to history in general. It is contained in one very wise saying:
“You are not studying history. You are studying other people’s PRESENT.”
You see that guy looking at you from an 1880 photograph? To you, he is in the time of Garfield and Arthur, when the telephone was brand new. You see the past behind him and the future in front of him. You are seeing him as a part of history.
Actually that guy is sitting there in a time as modern as today. He is not a part of history. He is Modern Man, just like you are. The only difference is that you have the cheat sheet. You know what is coming next. You have tomorrow’s newspaper.
When you were young you didn’t have the cheat sheet. What drove you nuts then is cute today.
It’s the cheat sheet that makes all the difference.
Abraham Lincoln was the first president to be reelected who was not a slaveholder. Until Lincoln only the two Adamses, Martin Van Buren, Millard Fillmore, Pierce and Buchanan did not own slaves, and none of them were reelected.
Until 1851, the presidency was pretty much a monopoly of slaveholders. Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Monroe and Jackson owners of slaves who served two terms as president. Harrison, Tyler, Polk and Taylor were owners of slaves who were not reelected, and Harrison and Taylor died in their first term.
When Lincoln was reelected in 1864, Union commander Ulysses S. Grant owned slaves while General Lee had freed his many years before the Civil War. Grant kept his slaves until slavery was outlawed by the Thirteenth Amendment in December of 1865. Grant served two terms as president, and he was the last slaveholder president.
It has become fashionable for one man to say to another, “I love you, man.”
That takes some getting used to for us old-timers, but not because we didn’t always tell our male friends that we loved them. We just did it in a different way.
At our recovery club, we had an old guy who died recently, and everybody misses him enormously. He would rather have died than say, “I love you, man.” But he said it all the time in his own way.
In fact, he had a separate-but-equal way of saying it.
When an old white buddy of his would come in, he would get around to looking at him for a minute and then say, “You know, you are the ugliest white man I ever saw in my life.”
On the other hand, when an old black buddy came in he would usually look at him a minute and say, “You are the ugliest man of color that was ever born.”
And what this meant was, “You don’t mind me saying that because you know I think the world of you.”
And he didn’t discriminate against women either. He referred to them as “You old bag.”
My brother will say, “Bob, comb your damned hair.” I’m 63 years old and he is older, and he is the only person who has the right to say that. He’s my brother.
It all means, “I love you, man.”
I just like the old way better.
In every army, the sergeants are the ones who make the rubber meet the road. Everything is just paperwork until the sergeants get hold of it.
I doubt that there has ever been a serious army that didn’t have more generals than it needed.
Often there is not even a shortage of privates. At the beginning of the Civil War, so many men volunteered that most of them had to be turned away. This happens a lot, though usually there is a shortage of privates.
But every army always has a desperate lack of sergeants.
Sergeants are the backbone of every army, and not just the less important armies that wear uniforms. When you have to get the military into action, the more important armies have failed. War is hideously expensive in every way, and every war is a direct result of the failure of the thinkers and doers who should have prevented it. Those are the far more important armies.
Sergeants are the people who keep the forces in hand. Sergeants are the ones who make orders real. Nothing really happens until the orders get to the sergeants and they make it happen.
I desperately need sergeants for my book, Why Johnny Can’t Think.
In the important armies, you say, “We need to get the book out.” You do not have to tell the sergeants that they need to read the book, then put quotes for it in news groups, contact their friends, find contacts.
I keep begging whitakeronline readers: “Please look at readbob.com”
People keep asking me what they can do. I say, “Please look at readbob.com”
They then ask me, “What can I do?”
I repeat: in the important armies, you say, “We need to get the book out.” You do not have to tell the sergeants that they need to read the book, then put quotes for it in news groups, contact their friends, find contacts.
We are trying to reach millions of young people, private schoolers, home schoolers, the millions of young people who are paying off their college debts and know they have been cheated. We could win over millions of young people rather than waiting for a bloody revolution in the future. We could be the important army.
But we need sergeants!
No officer tells the sergeant, “Now you go out and get your men together and you tell them to get their guns” That is what they do. They know how to do that better than I do.
Are there any sergeants out there?
This will sound like a cliché. But for me it has been basic to survival:
There is one friend you need in the world, and that is the one who looks back at you in your mirror. That is the person you are going to have 99% of your conversations with.
Level with him.
Everybody else is going to present a front to you. When you are about to do something dangerous, all the people around you are going to look brave compared to the quivering mass of jelly you know you are. But this macho crap is the least of it.
I have known war heroes who died because they could not live with themselves – many of them. After they won their medals they died of drugs or alcohol or suicide or killed themselves in other ways. It is a very common thing among war heroes. They have the kind of physical courage it takes to win medals but their weak point was moral courage.
There was a German who wrote, “If we treated anyone else the way we treat ourselves, we would be sadists.” That is very Germanic trait, and there is a lot that kind of German in people like those who read this blog. There is a hell of lot of it in me.
The reason psychopaths have such a huge advantage in our society is because a psychopath never blames himself for anything. You and I are the exact opposite, we blame ourselves for everything, no matter how hard we try to believe the “excuses” we make up.
They aren’t “excuses.” You don’t have anything like the power and wisdom you demand of yourself. You are being cruel to a person who screws life up in exactly the same way anybody else does. But since that person is you, you can’t excuse him.
You are surrounded by people who can explain to you how, though they like to make modest jokes about how they are merely human and are sometimes ridiculous, they are never really cruel or really wrong. You see me do it all the time. I know it is a form of self-defense, and the only difference is that I know I am being self-defensive.
One of my many psychiatric diagnoses is that I have a lot of “offensive” worries. This means exactly the opposite of what it sounds like. An “offensive” worry means that you are overly concerned about having hurt someone else. It would be better for me if I were more of a psychopath. A psychopath is incapable of “offensive” concerns.
Obviously if I had the answer to this problem I wouldn’t be writing this. Some things are incurable. But if you have something that is incurable you are going to have to live with it for the rest of your life, so you damned well better be aware, ALL the time, that you have it.
Forgive yourself, over and over and over and over.
You will be told that this is a license for you to let yourself go. I wish it were. The real fact is that no matter how hard people like you and me try, we will never forgive ourselves enough.
I have been away from Bob’s Blog because I’ve been ill. I cannot imagine anything less interesting than listening to an old man talk about his latest illness, but some people have been worried, which makes me know my work is worthwhile, so I’ll put the whole thing here so they can read it.
The last thing I want to do when I’ve already lost a lot of time and effort being flat on my ass is to have to describe what I went through over and over.
So, once and for all, here goes.
I overdo my exercising, like I overdo everything else. I hate the obligatory time in the gym, so I run and power walk as hard as I can. Inevitably it hit me. On Thursday night my right leg was in agony, and the hip got worse and worse. My left leg just cramped.
By Friday I could only lie on my face on my bed in one position. I also had nausea and diarrhea and shortness of breath and all the fun stuff that goes with great pain.
Let me stop here. I was raised around the group that calls itself “The Greatest Generation”. They would say that that kind of pain never bothered them, I am just not man enough to deal with it.
This pain did all that to Ole Bob. I am 63 and I don’t do competitive macho. It knocked the hell out of ME.
My sister along with my nephew, who recently came back for a break from his medical studies in Moscow, came over and took care of me when they could. I thought I was down for the count because I have bad arthritis in my spine but it showed no symptoms there. A lot of people have that. But I thought that pain couldn’t come from anything less than a spinal problem and that would have been permanent.
So I laid there face down, got up in agony when I had to, and just generally had a wonderful time. I called my doctor and finally got enough antinflammatories to get the hip and leg pain down to where I could get around again I can sit up and write a while before I go and throw up or lie down, but compared to being flat on my face, it’s wonderful.
Basically I am as healthy as a horse and almost as smart. I am coming along fine now. Could we talk about something else?
Stormfront is a white nationalist website that has grown from 20,000 members to over 30,000 members in the past three months. Most of the members seem to be young.
Each member who wants to has his own logo. Most of the ones posted by young people have a swastika.
And there’s not a Nazi in the bunch.
Every respectable conservative repeats the mantra “I denounce extremism on the left and on the right.”
For those of you who have not yet guessed it yet, I will let you on the secret:
I am not respectable.
Since I have no ambition to be become respectable I can tell you that there is not the slightest comparison between extremism on the left and extremism on the right.
To explain this, let’s start with basics: There ARE NO Nazi dictatorships. When you put up a swastika you are expressing opinions a lot of people don’t like. That is what freedom of speech is all about. If you only have the right to say things that don’t upset people, you have no freedom of speech at all.
When you sign a “Dear Commandante” letter to Fidel Castro or hang out a hammer and sickle, you are supporting tyrannies that EXIST, right now. Over a billion people live and die under tyrannies leftists are expressing sympathy for. When Teddy Kennedy demands that America have face-to-face negotiations with North Korea, he is giving aid and comfort to a regime that is RIGHT NOW systematically starving 200,000 children to death.
Ten thousand young people waving swastikas are nothing compared to the crime that Teddy Kennedy engages in every day. There is no comparison between extremism on the left and extremism on the right.
If there were a totalitarian dictatorship in this country, left or right, I am willing to bet that those young people with the swastika logos would be out fighting it. I am also willing to bet that Ted Kennedy would be in the Cabinet. All the congressmen who signed the “Dear Commandante” letter would be signing a “Beloved Fuhrer” letter.
Nobody who waves a swastika wants a dictatorship here. Nobody who waves a Confederate flag wants to own slaves. They are signs of rebellion.
I wish they wouldn’t put up the swastikas because they are bad propaganda. But when I was young and the United States Army invaded Little Rock and shot people on University of Mississippi campus, I had a swastika on my wall. It said, “Damn you, if only Nazis will fight you, then I’m a Nazi!”
There is no Nazi Germany. Sadly, there is no Confederate States of America. Those flags are signs of rebellion against Political Correctness, against the ongoing and openly announced program of genocide against the white race.
That program of genocide against white people is as important to the young people on Stormfront as a program of genocide against Jews or blacks would be to everybody who is respectable today.
If the only symbol of defiance against that genocide is the swastika, then by God they’ll fly it.
July 14 is the French equivalent of our July 4.
Today is Bastille Day, the beginning of the bloody, disastrous French Revolution that led to tyranny and the Reign of Terror and twenty years of bloodshed in Europe.
Let me remind you once again that when Jefferson wrote the absurd words “all men are created equal,” he was writing a document in WARTIME. The city in which he was writing the Declaration of Independence would be in enemy hands within months.
Most of the Declaration of Independence is based on a good, sound resounding lie. It blames everything on the King. Every man at the convention, including Jefferson, had been raised under British Law. Every man who signed the Declaration knew that the King could not have done any of those things without the support of Parliament.
So why did they just blame the King and leave Parliament out of it? Because this was a WAR document, written in the desperation of WARTIME. The colonies had many supporters in Parliament and they did not want to alienate them. Every historian knows that. No historian dares to mention that.
So why did Jefferson say, “all men are created equal?” Why did he refer to “Nature and Nature’s God?’ Because that was the way Rousseau had talked, and Rousseau was the philosopher French liberals followed. French liberals were Deists, and “Nature’s God” was what they believed in.
Britain abandoned the American war when Parliament deserted the King. It was French liberals who eventually got France into the war on America’s side. The wartime propaganda document called the Declaration of Independence was well targeted.
As for “all men are created equal” and “Nature and Nature’s God,” if you have any historical sense at all, those words look insane in an American declaration. No Founding Father of America ever believed that all men were created or that fairies were dancing on the end of his nose. But all war propaganda looks absurd to those outside of the war. What is really absurd is to think that all this crap represented anything Americans actually believed.
This is proved by the fact that when peace came and Americans had to adopt a real Constitution to be adopted by Americans, not one word of this “all mankind” crap was in it. There is no overlap whatsoever between the Declaration of Independence and he United States Constitution.
The French thinking that Jefferson appealed to led to the tyranny, invasions and massacres of the French Revolution, to the total defeat of a devastated France, and a restoration of the monarchy that revolution overthrew. That ` “all men are created equal” crap is insane and insane ideas lead to insane results.
That French nonsense became the motto of the abolitionists. And when Lincoln celebrated the slaughter at the Gettysburg address, he said that America was founded on the French idea that “all men are created equal,” not on the Constitution.
Whenever Americans want a slaughter, they hark back to the French idea of revolution, and they get the massacres they want.
And that is what Bastille Day means to me.
Have you heard the one about the man who shot the tiger?
One of the tigers owned by Steve Sipek, the Tarzan actor, escaped. When he lunged at a game warden he was shot. Sipek has been screaming about how that tiger was his brother and he is at war with man who shot him.
Good publicity, BAD move.
You see, if you have a dog that gets off its leash or runs away, you are legally responsible, even if the dog is a tiny one. If you have a snake or a lion, this puts you in much greater legal, not to say moral, danger.
If I had a tiger, even if I had been vicious enough to declaw it (that is a horrendous procedure, you are taking off a part a cat’s foot. It is never really a cat again), your legal danger is MUCH greater.
If you ever have such an animal escape, let me tell you what you DON’T Do, You don’t get on national television and announce, “That tiger was my brother. That tiger was my responsibility. There is no way I can confuse anybody by blaming this on the keeper or somebody else. This was my brother.”
Nobody can tell if a tiger is declawed when it lunges at you. The man who has the lawsuit is the man who was terrified and had to shoot the tiger. That man is also a public official, which could mean jail time for the person responsible for the animal.
Sipek should go to jail.
On the Science Channel, I saw a documentary which tried to make the Neanderthals white and the “modern humans” who replaced them black. It’s the good old “out of Africa” bit. This is, of course, bullshit.
Until the white man found out about vitamin D, blacks died out in the Northern United States in drives. Their black skin killed them because the sun could not pierce their black skins to give them the vitamin D they needed. Everyone with the slightest acquaintance with history knows this. It was a major reason slavery died out up North.
The Neanderthals lived in Europe in the Ice Age. They lived in the same climate Eskimos live today. They lived in the same climate that produced the Mongoloid race, which is why Mongoloid peoples have eye folds. Those eye folds were developed to keep their eyes from becoming frozen when they slept in the freezing night.
Mongoloids are not white. Eskimos are not white. It is unlikely that the Neanderthals who lived in the same conditions were white.
Very dark-skinned “modern men” coming out of Africa would have promptly died out in the Ice Age climate of central, let alone northern, Europe. But Political Correctness loves this idea that the :modern men” who took over Northern Europe were black. So the “scientists” who push this nonsense will get their grants, their publications, all the goodies they live for. They will be the “experts,” and the sillier they get the better for their careers.
The out-of-Africa theory just happens to be what Political Correctness wants to believe. Lo and Behold! By a glorious coincidence a thousand anthropologists and geneticists line up to swear that man evolved in Africa.
Let me tell you how academia works. if you say what Political Correctness wants said you get published and promoted. Truth does not enter into it.
Those who prove that man came out of Africa get grants and promotions and tenure. Their articles get published. The professors who produce what the academic establishment wants to hear then become the “recognized experts.” They give each other’s articles that impressive sounding “peer review.” The trouble is that all the peers became peers by having an acceptable outlook. This is not a conspiracy, this is just how any inbred system works.
It would be a miracle if academia did NOT work this way. In fact, it would be unique in human history if academia did not work this way.
Historians and archeologists fought heroically for the idea that all civilization began in the Middle East. Anyone my age remembers when the idea that Vikings landed in America was a “discredited” idea. Northern Europe never accomplished anything until Middle Eastern culture reached it.
Carbon dating and new discoveries blew the hell out of all that.
Every year there is another theory of the origin of man. The ones that say all men came from Africans get front page news and every article that says that is sure to be published.
I would hope that the old idea that churches and universities are not political institutions has disappeared from the mind of any intelligent person. My business is politics, ALL kinds of politics, so when I see a thousand “scientists” lining up to testify to anything Politically Correct, I don’t believe a word of it.
I am invariably right.
I explain all this in detail in “Why Johnny Can’t Think, America’s Professor-Priesthood.” Every time liberals need something to be true, a thousand professors line up to declare it is true. The few professors who dissent are openly denounced. As I said in that book, “If liberals need frogs to have hooves, a thousand professors will stand in line to testify that frogs have hooves.”
Every time a thousand professors have stood in line to testify to the latest liberal assertion, they have been shown to be totally, inexcusably wrong. And every one got his grants and promotions.
If anyone says that homosexual teachers and scoutmasters try to influence children to be homosexuals, a thousand professors line up to declare that that is not true.
On the other hand, those same professors and the entire gay establishment declares that homosexuality is as legitimate a “life style” a heterosexuality. So what is to keep gays from influencing young people to accept their “lifestyle.” From the declared homosexual viewpoint, there is nothing morally wrong with their doing that.
My business is politics, ALL politics, and the ballot-box variety is only one part of the study of real politics. I know church politics, I know academic politics. Every time a thousand professors line up to testify to anything Political Correctness wants to be true, they are ALWAYS not only wrong, but absurdly wrong.
When professors line up to declare almost unanimously that gay teachers and scoutmasters do not convert young people to their “legitimate gay lifestyle,” I would guarantee you that is not true, because professors who line up to back a Politically Correct position are ALWAYS proven wrong later.
On the television show “Married With Children,” Amanda Blake was openly lesbian. She worked with Christina Applegate when Christina was just reaching puberty. Like Rock Hudson, Christina keeps talking about affairs she has with the opposite sex, but I would bet money she is a lesbian due to the influence of Amanda Blake. Amanda considers her lifestyle as legitimate, so there is no moral reason she would not have influenced Christina in that direction.
And if you want your children to end up in a sterile homosexual “lifestyle,” all you have to do is believe that thousand professors who line up to declare that things like that just don’t happen.
All my life I have been a great advisor. I made a good living at it, but I was also good at it on a personal level.
I can’t tell you how many times people have quoted things I said to them that helped them enormously and my immediate reaction was “Damn, that was great stuff. Why didn’t **I** listen to me?”
My life has been a mess, and I cannot deny that I knew better.
About 1950 Walt Disney made a movie called “Alice in Wonderland.” One song from that movie has haunted me ever since.
The refrain of that song was:
“I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.”
And that, ladies and gentleman, is Bob’s biography in a nutshell.
A lady wrote me about my optimistic ideas about white survival, but she was still discouraged.
Here was a sentence she wrote me and my reply:
Whenever I see an infant carrier I steel myself before I look inside because so many times it is a mixed race child.
I certainly relate to that!
This is a war, x (her first name), and there are losses. When you look in that baby carriage, you are looking for the casualty list.
You are not the only person who sees this. Like everybody else, you only dare say it to me.
I remember when people in Eastern Europe would honestly say that a certain proportion of the people were with the Communists and so many others were with the system. Then the Soviets stumbled and the whole system collapsed almost overnight.
Just a few years back anyone who mentioned race was met with the cry “anaziwhowantstokillsixmillionjews!” I haven’t heard that in a long time. Race is here. Race is now.
I can’t make you feel encouraged. Just before the collapse of the Soviet Union, it looked as strong as it ever had. In 1853 the Whig Party held the White House. By 1856 it had ceased to exist.
In thirty years, today’s political landscape will look totally alien. You could not imagine today the political alliances that are coming.
And politics is the least of it.
In thirty years, there will not be anyone who cannot have children. How will that change things? Multiply that by a hundred.
Frankly, my dear, you don’t know enough about the future to be discouraged.
Last night I attended a little meeting, six people, which was about decent treatment for prisoners. This seems odd, given that I am a raging right-winger. We are supposed to HATE all prison inmates.
My reason for being at that meeting can be summed up in three words:
I hate cruelty.
When I say I hate cruelty, this does not fall into a general Christian philosophy of Respect for Life or something. I just hate the idea of anyone being hurt if there is not a damned good reason for it.
I am not a generally nice person when it comes to punishment.
I do not value life all that much, if by “life” you just mean a beating heart and the ability to experience pain. That is for preachers to rave about. They make their living on stuff like that.
I do not have A Respect for All Life. I would cheerfully kill a Ted Bundy with my own hands. But I am not capable of hating him.
There is an old saying, “A man should shoot his own dog.” So if someone says, “You believe in the death penalty, but could you do the killing yourself,” I reply “Yes.” I know myself very well by now and I would do it myself.
I do not even believe in Justice, if that means hurting people just for the sake of getting them back because they have done bad things.
I do believe in PREVENTIVE cruelty. Preventive cruelty is the only thing that will scare bad people into not hurting others. And yes, I will do it myself.
I know a lot about the nastier sides of life. Most of what I know is better left unsaid.
But I can say this on the record: I have worked in prisons and many of my sponsees in alcohol and drug recovery were ex-cons and I have conducted recovery meetings in prisons and so forth. I have been there, I have done that.
The fact is that bad people need to be frightened into line. This is not abstract justice, this is a matter of protecting people.
There is inexcusable sadism in the prison system. Yet the term “prison reform” sticks in the craw of decent people for a very good reason.
“Prison reform” has been used as a cover by those who hate white gentiles and want to help anyone who is a criminal in our society. In his trilogy, “The Gulag Archipelago” Aleksander Solzhenitsyn described the Soviet concentration camps he was in, but he did more than that. Solzhenitsyn went back and did an entire history of those camps and the tens of millions who died in them. They were agonizing deaths, not as merciful as gas chambers.
In one chapter Solzhenitsyn describes “the thieves,” career criminals who lorded it over all the political prisoners in those camps. The career criminals were given the right to beat up other prisoners, to steal from other prisoners, to torture political prisoners, to kill other prisoners.
Since the book was written for Russians, the chapter on these career criminals in the camps had a title Solzhenitsyn never explained. It was called “The Socially Friendly.”
Here is why he used that title. It is an explanation every person familiar with Marxist theory already knows:
To a Marxist, the people of a country are the enemy. The enemy of the people, the career criminal, is described in Marxist ideology as “the socially friendly.” To a leftist, the enemy of society, the murderer, rapist or thief, is “socially friendly.”
Leftists use “prison reform” for their own purposes. They have given it a bad name. They are the friends of our enemies, the bad guys, the career criminals and psychopaths.
On the right, the reaction against this leftist type of “prison reform” has been used just as cynically.
In prisons, the easiest way to prevent hardened criminals from making trouble is to make sure each hardened criminal inside the prison has his own young sex slave. This is standard practice and anybody who objects to it is said to be “soft on criminals.”
So dedicated people try hard to get this sort of inexcusable abuse into the public eye. They keep trying to get people to pay attention to it and are ignored. The minute they succeed in finally getting this sort of outrage into the public eye, professional “prison reformers” grab hold of it for their own purposes. The people who fought so long to get attention on the real abuses are then pushed aside by those who make their living on this sort of thing.
The professional leftists make it a part of their political agenda and “prison reform” is discredited once again.
Then the professional rightists take back over and prison authorities are given free reign once again.
I told you before that the Council of Conservative Citizens is being taken away from the inarticulate people who fought so hard to make it successful. Now that it has some potential due to their hard work, the screaming preachers are taking it over. The same thing happened to “prison reform.”
The same thing happened to environmentalism. When hard-working grassroots people defied the industrialists and got the runaway pollution of America into the public eye, they were shoved aside by the leftists who wanted “protecting the environment” to be their battle-cry for turning the entire economy over to the bureaucrats.
So “environmentalism” got discredited for people on the right and the polluters get a free ride under Bush.
Anyway, that’s the way I see it.
In the great extinctions, the dominant species disappears. This happened to the dinosaurs, and this happened to the “big bugs” in the Cambrian Extinction.
The reason for this is pretty obvious, so the science bureaucracy will grind it out eventually. The dominant species concentrates on competing with itself. Different parts of this ruling species, like the dinosaurs, rule in each environment and they compete with other dinosaurs.
Meanwhile other species are at the edges, adapting to whatever is left over. Then comes the extinction, the time when every normal environment becomes uninhabitable. The animals at the edges survive in some special environments. The species which dominated all the old regular areas disappears.
While historians talk about the power of Great Civilizations, they have always been sitting ducks. The ruins of one Native American city after another can be found in the dense jungle. What happened was that they destroyed the soil and cut all the trees in a century or so, collapsed, and moved on.
Very primitive. People who destroy the soil and move on are not admirable, but since they built some buildings, that makes them Great Civilizations.
The Sahara Desert was once a Garden of Eden. Apparently men helped destroy that the same as they did the Native American Great Civilizations. In the Nile Valley, the Nile kept bringing in fresh mud, so they couldn’t destroy the soil there. So they had a long-term Great Civilization.
But if anything catastrophic happened, the Nile could be blocked and that Great Civilization would be turned off like a switch. The same thing would have happened to the Great Civilization of China if the Hwang Ho or Tang Tzu Rivers had been blocked up.
It would have taken a catastrophe far smaller than the Cambrian Extinction or the one that destroyed the dinosaurs to take out any of the so-called Great Civilizations of history.
Every time a documentary describes one of those Native American Great Civilizations, it always says they were “remarkably sophisticated.” They say that about everybody. But the fact is that as the Great Civilization deforested and destroyed the soil and the inevitable disasters occurred, they just had more and more human sacrifices.
In the Sahara, as the environments collapsed the shamans probably took more loco weed and said whatever sillyass thing occurred to them. If the Nile got blocked up in Egypt the Pharaoh and the priests would have done some more blubbering to their gods .
Great Civilizations before ours had exactly the same problem the dinosaurs did. All the competition was inside the protected environments they took over. The priests built a society they could dominate. They did this by declaring themselves masters of all knowledge. This blocked all real advance of knowledge, but Egypt didn’t need it as long as the Nile continued its regular floods.
The Nile kept Egyptian society going, so all you had to do was secure a rank inside the society. But if the Nile went, the terrifically wildly sophisticated society would have been helpless because they knew nothing worth knowing. Like the dinosaurs, it had long since ceased to be able to deal with changes in its world. All its time had been devoted to battles for supremacy inside that world.
It used to be thought that white men would be going into space by now, just as we went across Europe and into America. We would go into space because it was there. But all our priorities are now dedicated to buying votes down here on earth. We call it “taking care of people.” Everything has a code word.
The drive into pure science has been replaced by spending money and effort in political competition here inside our society. Why waste money on abstract research when millions of voters want all the research to be on AIDS?
Like the dinosaur and the dead Native American societies, we are turning inward.
When George Washington got pneumonia in 1799 his university-trained doctors of medicine bled him. They took out a quart and half of his blood and he died. Today, when the population is in physical danger from criminals, the university-trained doctors of philosophy demand that every honest endangered citizen be stripped of any means of self-defense.
Medicine was a primitive study in 1799. Social science admits it is a primitive study today. But the fact that thousands like Washington died from bleeding made no difference to MDs back then, and the fact that defenseless people are being killed on the streets right now makes no difference at all to today’s PhDs.
I explain this in my latest book, Why Johnny Can’t Think. I give example after example of statements that pass for truth in academia and in the liberal media they talk to, statements that are not only false, but are silly on their face.
My favorite is the 43-1 myth. For years professors said that for every person who defends his home with his gun, 43 people who try it have their gun taken away from them are shot by the brave, cool, professional burglar.
Usually no one ever questions insane statements like that when professors make them. But finally career policemen started writing letters to the editor pointing out that they had known many cases of people defending their property with guns, but they had never even heard of an incident where the brave, cool, professional criminal had taken the gun away from an armed citizen, much less shot him with it.
Everything about today’s social sciences stinks of the fallacies of all primitive fields of study. It is time for a wholesale firing of those professors, a revolution against them which is demanded in Why Johnny Can’t Think: America’s Professor-Priesthood.
This book is not another whine about leftist bias on campus. It is a demand for revolution.
When the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor in the early morning of December 7, 1941, it was afternoon in England. Winston Churchill said that he went to bed that night assured that the United States would enter the war in Europe. Roosevelt had probably told him so.
At this fever-pitch of hysterical hatred against the Axis, Roosevelt was going to ask Congress to declare war not only on Japan, but on Germany and Italy as well. During the night, he found he didn’t have anything like the votes he needed to do that.
Congress knew Roosevelt would try to use Pearl Harbor as a pretext to get America into the war in Europe, and it wouldn’t let him. It was his one big chance, and he didn’t have a prayer. He was opposed by most Republicans and by a majority of Democrats as well, Democrats like Joseph Kennedy.
So on December 8, 1941, the United States declared war on Japan alone. There was a solid block resistance to getting into the European war. Both Roosevelt and Churchill despaired.
Then on December 11, 1941, Adolf Hitler gave Churchill and Roosevelt the greatest gift they had ever received. He completely discredited all those Americans who opposed war in Europe by declaring war on the United States.
Hitler said he was “going to war by the side of heroic Japan.” In other words, he was joining non-whites in a war against a white nation!
I have seen pictures of Hitler walking through the rubble of Berlin. He was asking himself, “WHY did I bring all this destruction down on the heads of my people?”
And only then did the internment of all European Jews begin in earnest.
No true racist would have declared war on America for the sake of “heroic Japan.”
There is an art to ignorance.
No society before white civilization ever admitted ignorance. If they needed an explanation, somebody made up one. There were various ways of doing this. Some societies would have Wise Old Men come up with “the stars were put there by Googumbus in his pursuit of Cululi.” Others would have a shaman take some crazy weed so he could get “Out There” and come back with Revelations.
Odin, the Father-God of the Germans and Scandinavians, was the first god to admit he didn’t know. He hung on the World Tree and lost one eye, not for capitalized Truth, not for Wisdom, but just so he could know a few more facts.
When Christianity came along, it dragged the Old Testament with it from Middle Eastern civilization, so all the facts about everything were right there. There was no ignorance.
This idea that every preacher knows True Science is an alien idea, a throwback. The word “modern” is a throwback, too. It says that we now KNOW because we are modern. Political Correctness is a throwback. It says we KNOW because what we say is proper. The 60s hippies were throwbacks when they tried to learn the truth by going “Out There” with LSD. The New Agers are a throwback when they sit on their butts and find Truth inside their own skulls.
Albert Einstein spent the last part of his life trying to refute Heisenberg’s quantum theory, not because it wasn’t true, but because it didn’t FIT. Einstein said, “God does not play dice with the universe.” Now there’s some real scientific objectivism in action!
You can only learn what you do not think you already know. That is why every other society stagnates, but the West has kept advancing. You have to clean out the crap first, you have to learn ignorance, and then you can advance into the empty areas.
As the Old Testament was pushed slowly and painfully out of the way, we began to learn ignorance again, slowly, painfully. A lot of people got burned alive for denying the Old Testament told us all we needed to know about the earth being the center of the universe and so forth.
We are the first society that, not only do we just flat out not know, but that we are going to find out.
But what do you do BEFORE you find out? How do you make decisions when there is so much you just don’t know? What do you do when there is no university professor and no screaming preacher and no Wise Man or Pope dressed up in the right outfit or a Talmud or a Koran to tell you all the Final Truths you need to know?
What do you do when you don’t know all the facts yet but you still have to make decisions?
That is the art of ignorance.
There are some things that are true and some things that are not true. There are some things that are good and some things that are bad.
A lot of people tell me that I think that way because of my “Christian upbringing.” I doubt it.
I think that way because of the huge dollop of German blood I have in me. My family got out of England when it was still racially Anglo-Saxon, so both sides of my family are Germanic.
People laugh at Germans because they take truth so seriously.
Africans are mystified by how seriously white people take the truth. Native Africans are much more pleasant. They tell you whatever makes you smile.
In the polite traditional conversation of Japan, when the dialogue gets around to a man’s wife, it goes something like this:
“How is the Flower of Your Household?”
“That pig is fine.”
Obviously this is not supposed to reflect objective truth.
No society before white society ever made a distinction between religion and science. There is Accepted Belief, and that Accepted Belief has a purpose. The idea of truth for its own sake reflects a sort of monomaniacal fanaticism that is alien to any other civilization.
Odin or Woden, the old god of the Germans, gave an eye for truth. Not for Truth, the capitalized word, and not for Wisdom, but for simple truth, for some extra facts. The Father-God, Woden, was the one-eyed god because he gave one eye to know more FACTS.
Very unromantic, very German.
Meanwhile all the historians are trying to find the origins of Western science in something written in the Middle East, or at least something more romantic and exotic than the one-eyed Odin’s fanatical pursuit of more facts.
But we are back where we started: the real origins of science and everything decent are based on the fact that there are some things that are true and some things that are not true. There are some things that are good and some things that are bad.
Very unromantic. Very German.
At the New Orleans convention, David Duke must have had it in for me, because he put my speech right after that of John Tyndal, head of the British National Party.
John Tyndal gave a rip-roaring speech that brought the crowd to its feet.
Then I had to follow him.
Gee, thanks, David. Did I forget to pay my share for the drinks in Moscow or what?
I began my speech with a left-handed tribute to David Duke and John Tyndal and other speakers. I pointed out that the podium had been full of speakers who had been innocent but bravely gone to prison for their beliefs.
I then pointed out that I had been in politics all my life and on Capitol Hill and in the Administration, and I deserved the chair for it. But, I reminded them, I hadn’t even been arrested yet.
But Tyndal made a point that made it crystal clear to me WHY I had avoided that kind of martyrdom for our cause. It was a complete revelation to me about my whole political life.
John Tyndal has been to prison twice. He has been beaten repeatedly. Those Brave Heroes of the Left even beat up his WIFE, too!
Tyndal referred to David Duke’s first election to the Louisiana state legislature. He said too many of us talk about Congress or the Senate and we turn up our noses at those “trvial” little electoral offices. Then he told us a story.
In one town, the British National Party was treated like dogs, and John Tyndal knows up front and personal what that feels like. But the next year they were treated like princes. Why? Because they had elected a member of the town council in the meantime.
Tyndal kept saying, “A LITTLE power, just a LITTLE power, transforms the entire situation.”
It hit me then. The reason I had avoided the staggering costs that David Duke and Tyndal and others had paid was because I had always had a LITTLE power!
When I got the highest security clearance you can get in the United States Government — I would be at the top of security clearances myself — my Adjudicator was the top lawyer in the entire government in charge of civil service clearances. He had every bit of information there was about me, all stacked up in a pile of notebooks behind him.
He’s Jewish, but anyone would have asked me this question:
“Are you anti-Semitic?”
I replied, “Yes.” I then went on to explain that every Jew who said “I am am Jewish and…” always followed that “and” with a vicious remarks about the white race, the South or both, and I appreciated that as much as any Jew would who heard endless numbers of gentiles say, “Well, I am a gentile so I have a right to hate Jews.”
That subject ended right there and I got my clearance.
If I had said anything but “Yes” I would have been in deep trouble, since everything about me was sitting right there behind my Adjudicator.
If I not been appointed by President Reagan to the job I was being cleared for, if I had not been on Capitol Hill working as a staffer for the ranking Republican member of the House Select Intelligence Committee, I would probably have been toast.
But I had a LITTLE power. Big as the above titles sound, the fact is that I was just one of thousands of Reagan appointees. I was just one of thousands of Capitol Hill staffers.
A LITTLE power.
If I had a been regular joe, I could have been turned down for saying “Yes” about anti-Semitism. But I had a LITTLE power. Turning me down would have caused waves. I would have been able to explain my “anti-Semitism” in an appeal, and it would have made my Adjudicator look like the bigot.
I have played on the knife edge of the little power I had all my life, but I had never thought of it that way.
People say that “being let go” is a euphemism for “being fired” and “he isn’t working out” really means “he’s screwing up.” Maybe that’s not the case. Maybe “being let go” and “not working out” just reflect the new reality of employment.
The group that calls itself “The Greatest Generation” went on endlessly about how hard they had it, but they had it much easier than young people going into the job market today. Back then you got a job and kept it for years and decades, being promoted if you could. You only got fired if you screwed up royally.
Today you get a job for exactly as long as you are useful, then they let you go. There is no job security, so you don’t get “fired” from a job that is your lifelong property, you are “let go” the moment your usefulness ceases, whether you screw up or not.
Today very few people get let go because they screw up. They are let go because they are really “not working out.” When you go in to see your boss he wonders why you are bothering him when you could do the thing yourself. If he has to do it himself he may as well let you go.
It always astonished me when I made the most inexcusable mistakes and the boss took them in stride. I never got fired or let go, and I couldn’t understand it. Now I think I do.
The boss wanted ME to DO things. I screwed up because I DID things, usually on my own or with a quick BRIEF note to him. I seldom saw my bosses.
Making appointments with my boss took time and attention he needed elsewhere, and that was exactly what he hired me to avoid. Naturally when someone takes on that kind of responsibility they will screw it up a lot. Back then one would say in today’s parlance that “Whitaker is working out” because I was doing something for him NOW, not lying there inert until he told me what to do.
The group that calls itself The Greatest Generation got through life by just following orders. We have computers to do that now. Young people now have to show initiative or be let go.
July 4, 1776 was WARTIME.
One thing historians never mention about the Declaration of Independence is that it was written in the midst of a war in a city that would soon be occupied by enemy troops.
The Declaration of Independence was not an honest statement of what Jefferson or anybody else in America believed. It was a war document written for war purposes.
To start with, the Declaration blamed all of the colonists’ problems on “The King.” Every Signer of the Declaration had been raised under English law. No intelligent colonist, and certainly no Founding Father, thought the King could have done any of those things without the support of Parliament.
Why didn’t they mention Parliament? Because the Declaration of Independence was a WAR document, not an abstract statement of truth. The colonists’ best friends and their best hope was the pro-American minority in the British Parliament. So they did not blame Parliament.
No sane human being ever believed that “all men are created equal.” So why does the Declaration say that? Because it was a WAR document. “All men are created equal” and “Nature and Nature’s God” were appeals to French liberals who supported French intervention on the side of the colonists in the WAR that was going on.
French liberals were Rousseau fans and deists, hence the reference to “Nature and Nature’s God” and the statement “all men are created equal.”
While our Founding Fathers created a free country, those French liberals led their country into the bloody disaster and tyranny of the French Revolution. Crap like “all men are created equal” and “Nature and Nature’s God” led to that disaster.
When the WAR was over and independence was won, Americans wrote an objective document for THEMSELVES. It was called the Constitution of the United States of America. The Constitution did not say a word about “all mankind.” The Constitution of the United States declares what the only purpose of the United States of America was to be.
The Constitution of the United States did not say one word about “all mankind.” The Constitution of the United States did not say one word about freeing Iraq or saving Israel or the rights of illegal aliens. In fact, the Constitution said exactly the opposite. It declared that the only people for whom the United States would exist would be:
“We the People of the United States…for OURSELVES and OUR Posterity….”
The French Revolution was a bloody disaster. The crap about all mankind on which the French Revolution was based led France to conquer Europe in the name of Equality. It had nothing to do with American thought.
But New England abolitionists thought like French liberals. In the Gettysburg Address, Lincoln substituted “all men are created equal” for the Preamble of the real Constitution. Leftists today love that “all mankind” crap. They used it to give a third of the world to Stalin and his allies after World War II. They use it today to legalize illegal aliens and fight Israel’s war in Iraq today.
This is not a quibble over words. This is a debate about the purpose of America.
When I was in Africa, the English immigrants explained to me that one of the main staples of the native African diet was called “mealie-meal.”
I gave them my Serious, Lecture Look and said. “Yes, mealie-meal is produced by putting corn kernels into a machine that removes the husk of the corn kernel and puts out the white interior. This white interior is then pulverized to make mealie-meal.”
Each time I said this, they were impressed. One Englishman said, “You’ve really done your homework, haven’t you?”
I managed to keep a straight face.
“Mealie-meal” is grits.
Someone posted the following on Stormfront. He is right:
“Sales of Why Johnny Can’t Think (Amazon.com Sales Rank: 794) has zoomed past some of our enemies’ books such as:”
A long list follows, including one book by Alan Dershowitz
From nowhere, we’re making a start!
At the end of his list, he adds:
“Bob’s book wasn’t touched by any major publisher yet is outselling books loved by the left. Can’t you picture them squirming? Make them squirm some more and have a good laugh at the same time.”
He’s right about that, too.
Please go to readbob.com and help me out.
Marlon Brando just died. He was a fanatical enemy of the white race. That is because he was from Minnesota.
Everybody is sobbing and crying because the third world is invading all the white enclaves. All my life the white enclaves like Minnesota and New England and Sweden were the worst enemies the white race had.
If people would stop sobbing “All is LOST!” and look around them some, they might find that a threatened white minority has a better chance of survival than a place where white enclaves are our screaming enemies.