Days of desperation and glory

Below is a video of an interview of Olavo de Carvalho by Stephan Molynewux.  De Carvalho is probably the premier anti Communist activist in Latin America and was instrumental in laying the philosophical, social and political groundwork which led to the recent impeachment of Dilma Rouseff, the Socialist President of Brazil.  He is also a journalist and a philosopher of distinction.  Go ahead and watch the video, bearing in mind that de Carvalho has a heavy Brazilian accent.

Just wow, so clarifying.  Hang on, I’m going to watch it for the 3rd time, be right back.

Now I feel like I have to go out and buy a bigger hat.  Stand by for Mind Expansion!

Andrew Breitbart was right, the real battleground is the culture.  Unfortunately many Republicans and Conservatives have disdained the culture wars as peripheral; the real issues, we were told were economic.  Economics matter for sure, but economics is not the key.  Sure, the Donks focus on economics as a way to use public funds to undermine the American culture and the American interest, and as a way to enrich themselves.  But peculation is a perk, not the whole program.  The program, as always, is power and control.  After all, once you have seized power and have total control the money will follow.

So the bad old Sovs moved from trying to control the economy to controlling people’s minds.  That is the long and the short of what PC, Political Correctness, is all about.  It is a whole system of social pressures designed to get people to first say, then think and finally believe certain things.  The fact that those things are entirely nonsensical is a feature, not a bug.  The point is for you, Comrade Citizen, to yield your mind to the State, in order that you be controlled by the State.

To achieve this blind trust in the State society’s trust in and loyalty to anything and everything else must be destroyed, starting with religion and the family and on through community and the existing social and governing institutions.  Once these networks of trust and loyalty have been destroyed the individual is forced to be dependent on the State alone for survival.  Relations between persons remain, but they are based on their utility as agents of the State providing goods and services, never on mutual respect, affection, loyalty, trust or love.  It’s power and control all the way down, the very antithesis of the Gospel upon which Western, and American, Civilization is built.

But humans are built for love and can’t function without it, so an object of love is provided: Dear Leader, the living icon of the State.  In the hierarchy of power and control the most ruthless, narcissistic psychopaths rise to the top, supported by tiers of lesser but aspiring psychopaths waiting for their chance.  Those who fall under the influence of these psychopaths become mindless hysterics, frenetically repeating the sacred slogans and frantically advancing the State’s agenda as articulated by Dear Leader.  In our own times Democratic politicians supported by Progressive billionaires fund and incite the lowest levels of society to madness and violence; witness Black Lives Matter and the Social Justice Warriors on any college campus.

Marxism is a religion without a divine or supernatural dimension.  In contrast to Christianity, it focusses man’s attention on the satisfaction of his base instincts.  By promising to provide for man’s carnal nature Marxist doctrine controls the mind and will of the individual in the same way the drug controls an addict.  That is why Marxism is just as relentless in its efforts to destroy the Christian religion as the adherents of Islam, both are violent, expansionist and totalistic.

For over 80 years the Marxist Left has waged war against America and the West.  It took over twenty years for America to realize what Communism International was doing in the world and intended to do to us.  When the Cold War finally started they had deeply penetrated all aspects of our nation and culture, by the time we fixed bayonets they were already deep in our vitals.  They have sickened our society to the point that they believe they cannot lose.  But they are wrong, it is probable that we have reached “peak Leftism”, to coin a phrase, and they have failed to take us down.

Oh, they are still trying, and will still make some gains in some places and continue to wreak destruction on everything they touch.  But they’ve lost momentum and America is waking from its long sleep.  As I look over the cultural landscape people are alive as they have not been in many, many years.  Here’s the bottom line: we win, they lose.

These are days of desperation and glory. The Left must be opposed in everything.  Every agenda, every policy they propose, every candidate they sponsor, every “good idea” they advance no matter how noble it seems, is pure poison.  Everything must be opposed.  In a great many cases the opposition will not be that vigorous, we don’t have the resources time or people to stonewall everything.  Tag team them, object, complain, argue, snipe at everything even as you take to the trenches on what you consider vital.  Surrender nowhere and give them no peace anywhere.  What?  Yes!  This is war and turnabout is fair play (no, it will not make you what they are, but if you don’t they will make you dead – not a victory for America, that).  Dump the Marquess of Queensbury rules, it is time for the (metaphorical) knife.  Let ’em have it!

Now pick your target and, with God’s help, let’s be about it.


Hog Butcher for the World,
   Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
   Player with Railroads and the Nation’s Freight Handler;
   Stormy, husky, brawling,
   City of the Big Shoulders:
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness,
   Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.