Been a while!

With 121 comments, GC 3 might need to step aside for GC4.

bglass made a comment on the history in caves thread that reflects, in part, my recent silence.

bglass noted that there is an ominous silence in suburbia, which is a much stronger point than it might seem at first glance.

What is left of the formerly middle class – that great triumph of American society – KNOWS that it is on borrowed time, and KNOWS that the safe little burrow it has creted has Something sniffing at the front of the burrow, and has begun digging in.

There is no back door; there is no way out.

The foundation of anger is a sense of helplessness in a situation, and that anger can be channeled into further helplessness, or it can be transformed into “producive activity,” if you know what I mean, and I think that you do.

I have been quiet about the developments concerning my Family Back In The Hills, my Nephews, and Young Miss Scarlett. Back In The Hills has become something out of the First Great Depression, and the young men are retreating into the online worlds of HALO, and EVE, OR they are retreating into alcohol, and drugs.

Their Dreams are supposed to be The Future, and their masculine energies were to transform the country into a better place.

What has happened is the functional equivalent of setting some sort of circuit breaker over their dreams, their society, and their economy.

NOBODY can agree on what comes next, but everyone I know that can – and I mean EVERYONE – is doing all in their power to get out of debt as quickly as possible.

So, in Kevin Alfred Strom’s formulation, “What happened to US? What happened to White People?”

Simple.

We adopted the Values, the Pictures, Words and Phrases, of our Racial Enemy, without criticism, without analysis, and with great enthusiasm.

And – this is the Key – We Are Slowly GOing Insane.

Reread that last sentence; it is The Key to understanding What Must Be Done.

We have been lied to on a scale that absolutely staggers me, and our Souls are trying desperately to get us to SEE what is right before our eyes, as the necessary First Step in Survival.

EVERY DAMN DAY IS A BATTLE TO SEE CLEARLY, MUCH LESS ACT ON WHAT YOU SEE.

This will be a long piece – sorry, Simons! – and my theme will be the experiment Pavlov did that no one knows about – well, except for the BUGS people!

Pavlov taught a dog to always move to the left when the dog heard a bell; the reward was food, the punishment was a beating.

Pavlov THEN taught the dog to ALWAYS move RIGHT when he heard a bell; the reward was food, the punishment was a beating.

Pavlov then put the dog in the middle of the room, and hit the bell and the buzzer at the same time.

The dog literally fell to the floor, crying helplessly, and lost control of its bowels.

THAT is the middle class today – Slowly Going Mad, and believing there is nothing they can DO About It.

They’ve played by The Rules, they followed The Rules, and it just not working.

Why?

Because the Foundation of a successful social order is Race, pure and simple, as the Living Bridge between Family and Culture.

They hate the White Race.

They walked away from the power battery, the Creative Source, of the solution to their problems.

As I told one and all at the last Family Gathering, “All I want to talk about is Race as it applies to US. All of the bs you are talking is simply footnotes to the Problem.”

More to follow directly.

in reply to Simmons:

Isn’t it funny that so many of the Former Middle Class (FMC) have such grand hopes for 19 y/o Missy, and yet throw their sons away, like genetic castoffs.

The attack on our potential Warrior Elite remains at full power, and will continue to do so.

The attack on our gene pool remains at full power as well; that little Missy has now become, in effect, the next leader of the Family Matriarchate simply points to our continued gelding, by all means possible.

It is ALMOST as if they have softly surrendered, and are trying simply seek such peace as their massive indebtedness allows them; lives of increasing desperation remain lives of quiet desperation.

Yet, they are like the white yeomen of the Old South; watching as slaves, their labor pool competition, are subsidized, while their standard of living declines ever more softly, ever more effectively.

This will continue for some time to come, with horrific consequences for all.

This is why I beat the drum for Harold Covington; this generation simply seeks soft dhimmitude, while my sole focus is doing all in my power to insure my Posterity – the Nephews, and Young Miss Scarlett – have the skillset and the Mindset needed to survive, and thrive, in the Wasteland America will be in their lifetime.

We used to dream of going to the Stars.

Now, we dream of simply being out of debt.

THEN WHAT?

A singleminded, relentless focus on doing what is best for the Race would offer solutions to all these problems, and that Creative Power Source is the one so many of us, particularly in the FMC, routinely repudiate.

We then wonder why our lives are not working.

My perfect microcosm of this is Back In The Hills, where the social order has truly regressed to something out of the Plantation Model, everyone consumes, and no one produces.

As before, the busiest places in town are the unemployment office (“Job Center”), the pharmacy (prescription tranquilizers), and the ABC Stores (liquor, mostly the cheap stuff).

Back in FTWT 1, Horus the Avenger mentioned the Consensus Trance.

How do we get people to take the red pill?

How do we get them to keep it down, and not spit it out, demanding to return to the Unsustainable Illusions they have built their lives- and much of the personal identities – around?

That takes us to BGLass’s comments, which will be discussed directly.