The Phoney Victory: The World War II Illusion by Peter Hitchens
I.B. Tauris, August 30th, 2018
I recalled Peter Hitchens describing himself as the obituarist for Britain in some interviews with him I have viewed online. This was particularly true with regard to his book ‘The Abolition of Britian’ but it is the basic theme of the writing and public speaking for which he is most well-known. The no-nonsense, honest and cold assessment he documents of his homeland is often depressing and gloomy and I have found myself missing a world I never knew while reading his work. There is little room for optimism and outside of the spiritual reality of Christianity, he fundamentally isn’t optimistic about the future of his country.
Although I at first found this hard to accept, I have realised he is essentially correct. Even were the majority of the British to turn suddenly and swiftly back to the virtues and beliefs that made their country great, the country that was can not be resurrected. If such an unlikely event were to happen, it would be a creation – it would be new. It wouldn’t be what was lost. As the more sensible conservatives know; you can’t just bring back the 1950s. This is just cultural role-playing and no more sincere or serious than those on the right calling for a return to the pagan gods of old.
In The Phoney Victory Peter Hitchens takes on one of the last lingering moments of glory left to the British people (outside of their strange worship of their national health service) and lays bare the reality. In doing so, he doesn’t take away from the genuine courage displayed by many British or indeed take any shots where they aren’t warranted. He just exposes many myths as just that as well as the less savoury, though no less relevant aspects of Britian’s involvement in World War II.
Well I am back again with a progress report for 2018 and a new set of goals for 2019.
2018 was an interesting year in many ways and saw big changes in my life but still lived with a lot of familiarity. Going over what I’d set for the year again, I was a bit surprised how other goals and issues sprang up that were of big importance and that certainly side-tracked me.
This time last year, I was still living in Japan with plans for moving back to Australia starting to take form. I sat in a warm and cosy living room with cold weather just a meter from where I sat. Now I sit at a computer far away with the summer heat still lingering despite the late hour. And these are just the superficial changes.
Well, let’s begin by going through my goals for 2018:
I have been interested in IQ for quite a few years now – especially due to its relevance in the forbidden topic of race. I was curious about discovering my own IQ as a result of this interest. The easiest and cheapest way seemed to be through Mensa but where I was living until recently made this difficult and it is only this year that I’ve had the chance to go through and do it. I estimated I would be above average but not by much and expected to be dragged down because of the way I struggled with mathematics and science in school.
Modern society is run on debt and complacency. To make clear what I mean by these two words, I mean debt in the normal monetary sense and complacency much as it is generally understood as contentment without regard or recognition of any danger. Before going further into what I mean, I want to also make it clear that I’m not just complaining about this – nor am I excluding myself from guilt in this paradigm. I am just as guilty of being complacent and I have certainly contributed to the debt. It is true there are people who are more to blame than others but punishing them won’t change what needs to be done about it, nor reduce the suffering we are in for.
It is no secret that the more advanced, industrialised countries in the world have been living beyond their means for a long time. Whether you are talking about retirement/pension services, health care, home loans, car loans, credit cards, insurance liabilities, defence spending, education or even grants for arts. Far too much money is being spent and it is not sustainable. It is even possible to calculate what share of the debt newborns are subject to though I am not sure how these studies measure it.
Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save The World! by Andrew Breitbart
Grand Central Publishing, April 15th, 2011
Andrew Breitbart came to my knowledge at a time when I still would have described myself as conservative. It was at a time when I’d started to listen to the more dissident and unknown voices on the right but I still had what would now be described as a “cucky” way of thinking. Although certainly no man of virtue, I was put off by vulgarity and direct attacks on the left though starting to find the latter more thrilling and effective. Where I first saw Breitbart gives a good indication of where I was as it was on a program called ‘Uncommon Knowledge’ hosted by Peter Robinson. This I believe was the very video I saw and as you can see, this is a good example of the defensive bow-tie conservatism that I now detest.
Breitbart was unique not only for his background but for the way he began using the Left’s own tactics against them. He attacked relentlessly and wasn’t too worried about how he looked doing it. In the short time he was on the public stage, he changed the political game significantly. He can fairly be seen in hindsight as someone that paved the way to Trump’s triumph in 2016. This is the reason I was interested in reading this book.
This is the second article I had written with the Return of Kings audience in mind. It follows from the first I posted a few weeks ago. They were both written around the same time.
A few years ago I started thinking about films I’d watched growing up and how my perspectives have changed since red-pilling. Films like Father of the Bride where Steve Martin’s character is portrayed as nasty for being reluctant to fund an obscenely expensive wedding for his daughter who got engaged after a few weeks of romance in Italy. Another is Look Who’s Talking where a woman gets knocked up by her boss spends most of the film thinking she’s too good for the taxi driver that actually gives her the time of day – until she finds out he’s actually a pilot, that is. I don’t think any bothers me so much as the film Bridget Jones Diary.
I noticed that the release of a third Bridget Jones film seemed to come and go without much notice back in 2016. In saying that I note that looking it up, it seems to have been as profitable as the last two and was by no means a financial flop. But then, these films aren’t really marketed to people like me and I don’t watch much television anyway. I am ashamed to admit that I once enjoyed the original Bridget Jones film when I was in my early 20s and saw nothing at all absurd in the premise. However, as mentioned, since taking the proverbial red pill my thoughts when remembering the events of the film have naturally taken a decidedly different turn.
I had written two articles that I intended to submit for publication on the Return of Kings website. Less than a day after I had both drafts finished, Roosh V made the announcement that he was closing the site. So I am posting this one below and another probably next week. Both might be a little different to what I usually write here and that’s simply because of the audience I had in mind when I wrote them.
The character of James Bond would certainly be considered an ideal for any man who wants to maximise his attractiveness to women. With his unapologetic masculinity embodied in portrayals by Sean Connery, Roger Moore and Timothy Dalton; he has remained an attractive character to men and women alike. Even the more neutered, politically correct portrayals of Pierce Brosnan and Daniel Craig are beacons of masculinity compared to the pudgy weaklings with mouths grinning agape you see in social justice circles.
Although better known in the mainstream through film, the James Bond books are even better exemplars of this though, unlike the films, they are far more of interest to men than a general audience. The thrilling pulp novels are essentially male romance or fantasy and the genre is still common today though they tend to be historical fiction. They are also a window into the civilisation that was lost just a few decades after their publication.