Lately I’ve been thinking about how “normal” I’ve become in the past few years. I was filled with a lot of madness, growing up in Oregon in the public schools like I did. I was exposed to drugs by classmates. I was treated in emasculating ways by an endless parade of liberal teachers. I learned to separate myself. One way to stand out and get attention was to be high functioning but then surprise people by doing something outside of the box. This, of course, is a form of degeneration. You get hooked on the “crash out” and lose sight of how wonderful it is to be high functioning and close-in, tight in the winner’s circle. If you’re smart, you think it’s okay to skip out on homework, Mass, social events, sporting events, etc. because after all, you can compensate later somehow.
This choice wears thin.
Soon enough, you become your habits and you are left with a collection of aversive behaviors.
Where I’m from is a deeply dysfunctional place. Mail-in ballots were legalized in the early 1980’s and dysgenic revolutionaries from California basically hijacked Oregon at that point. A butch, seditious lesbian with a kooky anti-Trump streak is currently the governor. The public schools are full to the brim with social outcast teachers hiding out from reality. The state is almost dead last when it comes to ease of business. The University Of Oregon is a giant sucking vortex of socialist death on the surrounding area (poor Lane County!)
In any given town, there are like seven police forces giving people ticky tack tickets: county sheriff, city cops, state police, highway patrol, parks and rec, forest service, and ordinance enforcement. Your property tax bill twice a year is basically to pay for the entire economy of Oregon. It’s insane.
You can imagine the social dysfunction present in this sort of situation.
There is a normal streak in Oregon but it’s relegated to the hinterlands, off in the depressed towns that are being held down by liberal largesse. And even there, the Enemy sends its agents on grants and handouts to stage gay visitor centers and multicultural events. By and large, it is elderly White women doing this work.
America needs to come back from the brink. The insane and the malcontents need to be relegated to the ghettos and asylums from which they came.
Beauty, together with nobility, should be celebrated once again. If sufficient people who remember America for the wonderful, proud, strong, familial, fraternal, and self-reflective place it once was band together and push back against the night, a changing of the guard will happen. The globalist elite will be broken. The wild packs of mutants will be driven off. Weird will cease to be.
America doesn’t have to become Portland, Oregon + India + Israeli pedophiles with drone assassination capabilities.
The hour is late. The food supply is beginning to be tainted. Trump and his finance gangsters are trying to normalize UBI to placate people. The color revolution of the Left is roaring to life with its same old, tired playbook. The bankers are doing their thing by driving up the cost of everything.
Yet hope persists. We live in the best time of human history, bar none. We have the best people. We have great people moving into position and doing their part.
I hope to do my part. I’m still in a difficult health battle but my gains have been quantifiable, real and lasting, for once.
It is glorious to see the cooperation that is emerging between Europeans who want to keep their homelands.
Weird is dying. Weird isn’t reproducing. Shut down the schools and universities, seize the endowments, and watch goodness explode.
We are heading in the right direction. Keep up the momentum!
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