It really does not matter what the THING OF THE DAY! is.
Doesn’t matter what the argument is, what the narrative is, what the reasons are.
There are only two types of men in the world:
- Those who feel absolutely honour bound to keep their word.
Paradoxically, the first group will try to avoid explicitly giving their word, but even when they do not swear and oath, they will go to extreme lengths to keep to what they said they would or would not do.
The second group, on the other hand, will swear bling on their grandmothers and children all sorts of things, and immediately pretend they did not, lie, avoid, dodge, and deny that the sky is blue, without even a hint of shame or embarrassment.
It is also the case, thanks to the grasp of statistics (yes, yes, I know, a lost art to almost every human being alive today, except those few mystics who understand basic math and logic, like myself) that there are valid generalisations about various ethnic groups in this regard.
What? *Gasp*! Say it is not so! How racist! How, how… positively NOTICING of me!
Well, when you are finished clutching your pearls and urinating in fear down your legs, if you manage not to swoon, here are some statistical truths that will no doubt cause you great anxiety.
In about the 1800s or so, most European men, be they Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Sardinians, Russians, Latvians, Yugoslavians, British, American, or even, dare I say it, French, all understood that a man of honour, that is, a man of value, a man you can rely on, was the type of man that would keep his word even if he had to face death.
The same has never been true of the progeny of villainous scum, such as the Australians and New Zealanders, of course, because genetics don’t lie.
And of course, in other contexts the virtue of honour was held rather asymmetrically. For example, the Roma (Gypsies) do have a code of honour of sorts, but it applies to themselves within their own tribes and even then is a complicated and byzantine affair. To a similar extent, this is true of various African tribes and I suspect the original Red Indian tribes of many kinds.
The Japanese, of course have become world famous for their concept of honour unblinking even in the face of certain death. The Chinese concept can be almost as extreme but the rules are completely different from the Japanese one. And the Koreans are again something else.
Now, of course, there are always exceptions, there may even be a couple or three decent Australians, perhaps a blood-oath with a gypsy would safeguard you against that man’s relatives from robbing you blind or even defending you as one of their own. Sure. But by and large, clichés are clichés for a reason. Generalisations are still facts.
Now, let us observe the behaviour of Israel in this regard. In less than 48 hours it has gone from:
1. Exterminate all Palestinians, men, women and children are all guilty and evil!
2. Bomb them all like the Brits did to Dresden!
3. We blew up their hospital! HAHAHAHAH!
4. Ummm… what? You guys are all calling us genocidal evil Zionists? Errr…
5. We had to do it! Hamas hides their fighter in the hospitals and schools!
6. Wait, what, you still not buying it? Errr…
7. Okay then! It wasn’t actually us! Hamas blew up their own hospital! Hahahah! See? they are evil!
8. Uh….what? You don’t believe us at all and a bunch of videos show it clearly was not a typical Palestinian petard, thousands of which have done very little damage to anyone ever? Errr…
7. Yeah, ok… it was a… a misfire. So There you have it. unfortunate. Nothing can be done about it. Ooops.
And keep in mind that the motto of Mossad is that by deception they will make war.
Now, sure, in War, truth is the first casualty. And deception against an enemy is to a certain degree acceptable. But the outright, intentional mass murder of defenceless civilians, a good number of which are children, never is. And it is also axiomatic that people willing and able to do such things, cannot EVER be assumed to have anything even remotely close to a concept of honour, justice and courage as that enshrined in Catholic (and thus Christian, since Catholicism IS Christianity, and always has been) dogma.
Now, you may disagree with me on any number of things. you may foolishly, historically and erroneously believe I am in error about Catholicism, or Sedevacantism, or basic math and logic, but, despite the enormous lacunae in your brain, I believe really every single human being that is not biologically impaired in a serious way in their reasoning ability, is perfectly capable of understanding what is meant by men who can and do keep their word, yes, even in the face of death, and this is important, this is the fundamental difference, and men who do not.
All you have to decide in life, is which kind of man do you want to be?
And, then, far more difficult, which kind of man actually are you?
I have known since a young age what kind of man I wanted to become. I was 4 years old when my grandfather for whatever reason (and trying to safeguard my life, probably, given my mindset even then) said to me:
“Remember, better to be a living deckhand, than a dead hero.”
He wasn’t really advocating for cowardice, but rather against pride. In Italian, which is a very nuanced language, this is clearer than the English translation can express. My grandfather was an extremely courageous man and I know with absolute certainty his meaning then was simply along the lines of “Be humble and dignified and live, rather than be boastful, or caught up in status and pride and fall foul of the vicissitudes of crowds.”
But to my four-year old mind, it sounded more like the simple and child-like version: Hide and live instead of do something heroic and die for it.
And in my four-year old brain, I distinctly recall the sensation, and the thought. I never answered back. Didn’t disagree with him, for I loved that man. But in my young mind I clearly thought… “Yeah, but if you are alive as a deckhand, you’re still just a deckhand. A hero is a hero.” And it was not about status, or pride. Even then as as mall child, it was about honour. A Hero is a hero not because he is necessarily good or well-thought of or famous. he is a hero because his character, his heart, his soul, compelled him to do some enormous sacrifice in service of others and as such, he is remembered and respected for it, even in death if need be. And that, is worth something. Something numinous and imprecise and hard to define, but something important to God nevertheless. Something that some men know and feel in their very core and others perhaps never do or lose sight of it or fear drives out of them. I don’t know. I can’t say.
While it took me time to overcome fear or failure in this regard, it was never in question to me what the right path was. Everyone is afraid at times and everyone fails at times. But it is not those things that count, but rather your ability, willingness and actuality of getting up again and continuing forward. I believe I was about seven or so when I made the conscious decision that I would become one of those men and be one regardless of fear or pain or damage.
I did achieve this, relatively early on, but it was only after I was baptised that I truly can say any hint of fear I had was very much dissipated almost entirely. I am sure some trepidation in especially potentially horrific scenarios would remain, but above all, I trust God, that no matter how bad it gets, even unto death, He will do what is just and merciful and true with regard to me. And that is the type of comfort that can never be faked or bought, or synthesised in any way.
So, my unknown friend. Choose. Choose you want to be and then be it.
What Next?
There are three paths I can go down with respect to the next book I write.
NAZI MOON (linked) is now available at least in the US and CANADA and should be available soon in other countries too.
I have been asked to do the relationship book by friends and men in general for years; at least 20 of them. I resisted the impulse* for at least a couple of decades, primarily because, as one of my alter egos/nicknames —given to me by friends in Italy over 20 years ago— said in one of the graphic novels he appears in: “Any man that says he has understood all there is to know about women, is either a liar or insane.” And it’s close enough to the truth in some ways. Nevertheless, I feel that after two divorces, a lot of women in between, and finally a proper Catholic marriage, not to mention 4 children I fathered, I have probably made —and persevered!— and (one hopes), learnt enough that it is probably acceptable to pass on a few pointers to younger men; at least on those issues I feel I have now got enough experience to retroactively note when I did the right thing (regardless of outcome), and when I did the wrong thing (again, regardless of outcome). I mention this, because as I say, there have been a lot of people asking me for this for a long time.
With regard to my non-fiction, each book I have written so far, is really mostly a compilation of my theories and conclusions formed with many years of experience.
The Face on Mars was the result of a lifelong interest in Astronomy from very early childhood. I understood what a light-year was at age four, thanks to an uncle who was, and remains, a total geek to this day. He also sent me a telescope in my early teens, with which I observed the mountains of the moon, and how the moon itself moved. I also saw Haley’s comet with it, from our home in Africa at the time. And to this day the concepts I put forth in that book were then, and for the most part continue to remain today, unique. Some have badly plagiarised aspects of it (hello Graham Hancock) but the overall main issue had not been understood by anyone I am aware of before I saw it. And most remain totally ignorant of it, despite the predictions and theories I made back in 1995, playing out as correct in the intervening time. The update in 2014 also added a new dimension to the reality of my ideas, which is partly expanded on a lot more in my fiction work.
Systema was similarly, a book I wrote after I had personally spend decades in the martial arts world. And I wanted to demystify a LOT of the nonsense that goes with many martial art “concepts” and their related egos, and which —in particular— seemed to have a vortex of “mystic ninjas” concerning the Russian system. Which is an impression many martial artists might have if they have not experience of it firsthand. By merely watching YouTube videos or hearing “fantastic” stories of almost magical ability, they are most likely going to assume it is some woo-woo nonsensical “martial art”. That thought is disabused within minutes of confronting any of the top exponents of it. Unfortunately, as always, along with the really good practitioners, there were also a lot of “mystic ninjas” and some of the practitioners did nothing to demystify the situation, so I did it. I have been doing martial arts since I was a very small child, thanks to my dad, so I had pretty extensive knowledge of it before I put hand-to-keyboard after almost four decades of it.
Reclaiming the Catholic Church was in some ways the “odd man out” because I had a road to Damascus Event in 2013 and the book came out in 2020, that is, only 7 years later. However, I had been reading different books on all the main religions, mysticism, “spiritual” and even New Age stuff, again, since my teens, and literally infiltrating various cults as a hobby, in order to see if anyone had anything that was demonstrably true, real, or worthwhile. I had settled on a basic Zen-Agnosticism, with a clear understanding there must be an intelligence behind creation (the math, astronomy, biology and physics, as well as logic, pretty much confirms it many, many, many times over) but no sense of a God as such that was specifically interested in us mere mortals, much less me specifically. That changed in a radical, unexpected and utterly surprising way, that while “subjective” in the sense that I cannot prove it to anyone else, was absolutely objective and very much so for me. The other part that helped was that because the Catholic Church has ALL of its rules and dogmas written down, it was fairly easy to follow the thread of its history and see the astonishing truth it is founded on. As it was, to see that the current inhabitants of the Vatican are, without putting too fine a point on it, flat out Satanists.
BELIEVE! Instead, published a year before RTCC, was a much smaller work, putting out my new, or updated, basic outline philosophy. For those who have read both books, you will notice that BELIEVE! is not even a fifth of the size of RTCC, at just under 100 pages, and is a lot more open with respect to overall views and concepts. RTCC was the follow up that basically said, “OK, so that’s sort of where I am with respect to religion as a whole (BELIEVE!) now let’s take a look at this one path that I state is the best one I can see so far, and in this book, (RTCC), I went full autist, covering every aspect of Sedevacantism (i.e. the actual, current, only Catholicism left) and demonstrating it in a manner that no one has so far even attempted to refute, much less succeeded. The result is that RTCC is the foundation on which BELIVE! is really sitting on, which is probably why even if a much smaller and less detailed book, BELIEVE! has resulted in now over 100 people converting to Sedevacantist Catholicism (aka simply: Catholicism).
The reason I point all this out, is because in these last two non-fiction books, it becomes obvious that even my overall looser and more generic ideas, as expressed in BELIEVE!, for example, clearly have had a lot of genuinely positive effects on people who read them. And we know it was this that sparked the results, because BELIEVE! came first, and yet, even without all the details (presented in RTCC), it had a serious impact on people’s lives.
I see a LOT of confusion, struggles and heartache among young men today concerning intimate relationships and finding the right woman.
I literally get questions, emails, or messages on the topic to a frequency that is starting to become hard to keep up with. And as anyone that reads my blog knows, I have a rather low opinions of PUAs, and would very much hate to be mistaken for one. That said, I know for a demonstrable fact that my advice benefits these younger men, because they are getting married, having babies, and resolving issues they had for many years of their lives. I have literally had everything from friends, neighbours and even strangers, asking for advice, on an ad hoc basis, to hypnosis sessions with people that were under clinical care as supposedly paranoid schizophrenics under medication that went on to stop the medication (yes with doctor approval and full knowledge of my sessions with them) and go on to have a productive life with a functioning relationship, when prior they were 29 year old virgins. And I have been doing this for at least 15 years, with positive results.
So, perhaps, there is some utility in putting together some of the baseline concepts concerning male-female interactions and so on.
The other options (SF saga continuation) or YA SF books are, respectively, more a divertimento for myself and, a less fun, but I think helpful addition to the current dearth of adventure stories for boys mostly. I am not aware of anything like the Hardy Boys and so on coming along anytime recently, which is why Castalia House is doing well printing old classics. I would not enjoy writing such books as much as my own adult Science Fiction, but it would not be too difficult to do and they should be able to be produced fairly quickly. Although, I am not likely to be acclaimed as a children’s author anytime soon, or even long after I am dust, so the effort might not be worth it.
Anyway, I’d appreciate your thoughts on the matter, so please feel free to leave comments after you vote, thanks.
* Vox, on this post, referring to someone else, Taleb, in this case, said something that holds true for most of us. Personally I have always genuinely tried to resist the temptation, and often people have been quite “deflated” when trying to make me their “guru”, when, after being asked something I know little or nothing about or at least I don’t feel qualified to take a stand on, I simply say “I have no idea”. Some were quite insistent nevertheless and I always consciously dissuaded that, as I explained in some detail in my book Systema: The Russian Martial System.
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By G | 12 December 2023 | Posted in Ancient Technology, Believe, Books, Brazilian Ju Jitsu, Catholicism, Christianity, Face on Mars, Hypnosis, Increasing Happiness, Karate-Do, Martial Arts, Nazi Conspiracies, NAZI MOON, Overlords of Mars - 1, Overlords of Mars - 2, Poll, Reclaiming the Catholic Church, Relationships, Relationships, RPGs, Sedeprivationism, Sedevacantism, Social Commentary, StCZA - Module 0, StCZA - Q.O.R.G., Systema, Systema, The Dirty Old West, Writing