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    France on Fire and Catholic Predictions

    There are a number of Catholic Predictions that state that once Catholicism is nearly completely destroyed, there will be an uprising, that will begin in France and eventually engulf Europe. The saying goes that most of France will be put to the fire and many European countries too will suffer, but not as much as France, and eventually a new Pope will be elected and then there will be a thousand years of glorious Catholic reign, before the really dark times and the Second Coming.

    I put literally pretty much zero stock in such predictions, as I did in the Nostradamus prophecies that supposedly meant the world was going to end in 1986 and so on. That said, France certainly seems to be ramping up their protests, which have gone totally ignored for 3 years now.

    Farmers Dumping Trash at or near government buildings. I fully approve of this measure.
    A Molotov thrown at a police station would seem to imply that taking on the enforcing arm of the French “Elite” is not as scary as it might once have been to all the citizens.
    Rioters/Protesters seriously outnumbering police and not quite as terrified of them as you might expect them to be.

    Macron, clearly has to go, as does the entire WEF/Satanist/Pedophile club, world-wide. Perhaps the French are about to show us how it’s done. Time will tell.

      The Stupids – And the Solution

      Vox has posted something I can commiserate with very much, namely his attitude to the average human post covid.

      one of the few benefits of being an elitist intellectual is that you assume the vast majority of the programmed quasi-minds that surround you will not only disagree with you, but are not even capable of understanding your position if it was explained to them very slowly and with small words.

      But I was a little stunned to discover that I had somehow given the average individual too much benefit of the doubt. I did not see that coming. I’ve been told my entire life that I was too arrogant, too harsh, too dismissive of the intellectual capabilities of others, and yet, when push came to shove, it turned out that in the end, I had erred on the side of generosity! I truly did not see that coming.

      I don’t see how it can be a good thing, but now I have absolutely no regard whatsoever for the opinions of others, unless and until they are observably proven worthy of consideration.

      I have had exactly the same experience. While I have been often told I am an arrogant bastard, that I should have more compassion for my fellow man, and so on, as it turns out, I too had thoroughly erred on the side of generosity too. While I assumed the average human was a complete idiot, I had not realised at all, just how much more widespread the problem was. Even those people I thought merited some consideration, because they could grasp certain basic issues, as it turns out, in most cases, were no better than circus monkeys trained to do a trick for others’ entertainment, with no real grasp of the issue at all.

      My reaction has been a little different, in that I generally did not have any consideration for the opinions of others to begin with. Although I did, for my own sanity, and at least entertainment, try to find something interesting, whenever possible, about said others. With many, it was merely enough to get me through a dinner or so without calling them retards to their face, but what can you do; noblesse oblige.

      What I did note, probably by growing up mostly in deepest, darkest Africa, is that you can generally rely on genuinely low IQ people more, in many senses than you can in those supposedly educated and of at least nominal, or even “above average” intelligence. The genuine illiterate who imagines the operation of a car as some sort of magic, can generally be relied upon to be, if not always truthful, at least extremely predictable. It doesn’t make for good company, other than in the narrowest of senses, but it can be a relationship that has a certain level of respect and dignity. Admittedly it’s probably closer to having a smart pet you like than an equal with which you can discuss the finer points of philosophy, but there is no confusion as to the abilities and really stations in life in terms of those abilities. And having grown up a hunter, I certainly don’t begrudge such people their lives, any more than I do that of a wild lion or hyena, including if they were to maul me and eat me. Of course, one needs to take precautions and if required, blast a wild animal with a suitably powerful weapon so as to protect yourself and your loved ones. It’s true it’s a trickier thing when they have two legs and appear to be human, but the basic response is the same, you just have to be more careful.

      The dangerous ones are the ones that fool you into thinking they may be your peer. Just like those “conservatives” that end up stabbing you in the back, when it counts. Or the vegan conscientious objector in your trench that throws all the bullets of everyone in the mud because “violence is not the answer”. Those guys need to be shot first and placed in front of the sandbags outside the trench to protect the sandbags from enemy fire.

      The life of a really intelligent person, if often quite a lonely or at least loner-like existence. My own mother, in one of her rare times she even noticed anything, commented once when I was about 16 that although my own father fancied himself a loner, I was on another level, as I’d pass weeks of my vacation time simply reading books or doing things by myself. She asked if I didn’t get lonely. My reply was simply pragmatic.

      “What choice do I have?” Was I to hang out with retards and that would somehow make my day better? It wouldn’t. As the old saying in Italian goes, “Better alone than badly accompanied.”

      So, my reaction to discovering that even those I held out some hope for are, for the most part, just circus apes on this planet of the apes, has been a little different. I have noticed three things, that are relevant:

      1. Those of similar intellect are few and far between and in general are on their own path and unlikely to veer from it.
      2. Actual Catholics, Sedevacantists, are the most reliable human beings I have come across as a class, by far. It’s not even close.
      3. Possibly because being Catholic means utterly believing in hierarchy, there is little friction when a team of Catholics is put together and the roles are clearly explained beforehand.

      This has led me to the conclusion that for the rest of my days on this Satanic Domain, it makes absolute sense to begin the process of creating what I believe will be the only hope in the future for my children or my children’s children: City States.

      It is questionable what level of success I will have, but in the long term, meaning after I am gone, most likely, the only people who may retain some semblance of actual freedom are those who:

      1. Are able to defend their property, will, lives, property and so on.
      2. Have the numbers to do 1.
      3. Have the economy to do 1.
      4. Have the means to do 1.
      5. Have the conviction and an unchangeable set of rules to do 1.
      6. Have the will, the faith, the indomitable spirit of being to do 1.
      7. Have demonstrated this already by being Vaxx Free and having chosen to be Sedevacantists.

      And as far as I can see, the only way that can happen is by creating a community of proper (Sedevacantist) Catholics.

      To build it one man and one woman and one couple and many children at a time. To build a Church and get a proper priest on site, to have our children learn and train and practice and learn and grow together, to have our Catholic children grow up to marry the other Catholic children that they grew up with. To teach them above all to be, yes, as innocent as doves, but also to be as wise as serpents. And to be able protect from, and to strike back against, any enemies who try to infiltrate, weaken, destroy, or pervert those communities, in whatever way is required to secure those communities, those people, those values. To learn commerce and finance and all the subterfuge of the enemy and then to exclude them and their ways from our communities and exclude them forever.

      Catholicism is the only religion that has succeeded at this for as long as it has. It is true that Shintoist Buddhism served to isolate Japan for a while, and perhaps Imperial China may have had their own ways, but you didn’t want to be a Chinese if you could help it. And while being Japanese would have been fine, they didn’t last nearly as long. And I don’t see a tradition of Zen-Samurai forming communities. It isn’t going to happen.

      So yes. My reaction has been what some started calling The Kurganate, as a joke, and so we took on that name. And yes, it’s not a democracy. And everyone is free, yet everyone has their place too.

      There may not be many people that use their brains well. There are some that are able to be faithful and loyal though, and that is a good thing.

      I know several men are already preparing to move near me and actively saving, getting married, looking for property and building themselves up to do so. So it can happen and it will happen. I don’t know all the details of how fast, or how big, or any of that. But I know it will. Like with anything else, I just have to keep going. And I hope you will too.

        How to really take on and beat clown world for real

        Part 4 – Synergy and Politics

        Hopefully you have read Parts 1 to 3 before this one. They are immediately below this post in reverse order.

        Although I am perfectly aware that most people do not have the things described in parts 1 to 3 below in order, let us continue to assume you do, or will in the not too distant future. We do this, not to be unrealistic dreamers, but because before you embark on your best survival and then thriving strategy, it’s best to think things through.

        As I said in part 3, even if you have all those things in order, it does not guarantee a win against the forces of evil that are lining up against all of us in a very real manner. Ultimately, as Lysander Spooner stated very clearly a couple of hundred years ago or so, government is merely the agglomeration of the violent thugs who then insist on their monopoly on the use of force. In short, when things get bad enough, you will have to deal with a government or powerful entities supposedly representing your “democratic” government, using force on you.

        This force, is unlikely, in most cases, to be the squad of jack-booted thugs coming to inject you and your children with genetic serum against your will. If that was the case, the armed resistance would be swift, violent, and widespread. So, no, the force used against you will be a creeping and oppressive, python-like slow asphyxiation.

        They will raise taxes and costs for everyday things like travel, eggs, real meat products, and so on. They will legislate absurd rules requiring you to inject your livestock with their prescribed “antibiotics” —which technically they will be, since from the latin, anti-biotic means anti-living things— They will feed you ever more genetically modified foods and sterilising components. The recent results of chickens no longer laying eggs at all for months as a result of a feed that is widely used in the USA is just the beginning. The will continue to spray chemtrails of whatever sorts and with no oversight. They will continue to police your thinking and expressions online and in real life. They will legislate away your gas stoves, your firearms, your ability to grow and sell your own food and so on. And it will all be done with the excuse of it all being for your own good. And with total media compliance to ensure the 98% of the retarded and zombified population not only complies, but becomes a sort of “angry mob” hellbent on making you comply too. Because grandma. Or the children. Or climate change. Or the poor Jews. Or, or, or. And then also and, and, and.

        Even if you live in a small community of like-minded individuals, unless you have the run of the little village you live in, eventually, big government will come to you too.

        So. Like it or not, and believe me, I certainly do NOT like it, you and your friends need to get involved in local politics. You need to infiltrate the local city council. You need to put one of yours as the town mayor and the town sheriff or police commissioner, or whatever the equivalent is where you live. You need to get the whole village to be politically as under your control as possible. And you need to begin making such inroads as soon as you can. Make friends with the locals and then with the local officials. Sound them out for their ideologies in a very gentle, careful and measured manner. Get your friends to do the same.

        Remember in part 3 when I said you should drop mind-seeds? And so should your friends? That is actually how you change the perception of people from a real grass-roots movement. If a normie gets the same sort of message in different ways from four different people in the course of a few days, they begin to view that message as the prevailing truth. And if that message gets reinforced periodically by other people over the next few weeks and months, then that normie will take a position either for or against it.

        In order of importance, you should, as best you can, begin to ensure as many people as possible in your little town are aware of:

        1. The total unreliability of the mass media
        2. Best if you can demonstrate not just unreliability but active, evil, lying with intent.
        3. Discover who is still a pureblood in your area in gentle and non-confrontational fashion and remember that these people are more likely aware of the disinformation and lies they have been subjected to.
        4. Discover the process to get yourself or like-minded friends to begin working in and taking positions in the local political landscape. Try to place people in municipal offices, home owner associations and so on. This takes time, but begin to work towards it as soon as possible.
        5. Discover what people in your area are most concerned about and fan those flames with a view to improving conditions for them and yourself as well as to position yourself in a way that you can be elected for such policies.
        6. If you can’t influence politics directly, get into the local infrastructure, whether it is main employers, co-operatives, unions, academia, whatever has an interaction with the local town council, and begin to infiltrate it.

        This absolutely needs to be planned and the core people planning it should meet face to face to discuss things without any electronic equipment in any kind of vicinity, preferably. Not because you’re doing anything illegal, but to avoid your intent being railroaded and infiltrated by the ever-listening enemy. And if you think you would not be listened to and acted against, think again. And you should absolutely be sure to have only the core, usually no more than a handful of people, know all the parts and intents. The outer layer should know in generic terms that you want to take over, say, the mayor’s office to improve condition X and Y, but they do not need to be aware of the deeper purposes of your planned take over.

        You get the idea. Participate in town council meetings, show your face, be positive and helpful and friendly to all and in the meantime gather information and begin your planned take over.

        Now for some warnings as to the entire process.

        1. It’s all too hard, too long and too unlikely. I don’t even like politics!

        Buckle up. No sane human being likes politics. it’ s the purview of liars, parasites and grifters. No one likes going in a sewer either, but if you want indoor plumbing, someone, somewhere, at some time, has to do it. Step up.

        It is not too hard, and does not take nearly as long as you think. What it does take, is action. Relentless, gradual, patient, thought-out, flexible, resilient, and continuous action.

        And above all, this requires the thing I said was absolutely fundamental in part 1. Your steel mind. Your invincible will. Because they are both rooted in love of God and your family and you know you are doing it for the truth, justice and beauty in life and the freedom of your children down the line.

        Never, ever overestimate how “difficult” something will be. And if you are likely prone to do so (most people are) start anyway. Knowing nothing, and continuing on relentlessly regardless. Let your ignorance of the obstacles you will encounter be your strength, as it allows you to deal with them one at a time, as they pop up, thus avoiding the need to try and think about all of them at once and be overwhelmed by the seemingly impossible task.

        Step, after step, after step. The biggest enemy is not reality, but rather your own mind. Your own weakness of spirit. Your own depression. Your own tiredness. Your own lack of belief and lack of courage. THAT is your enemy.

        Life, the objective world around you is not the problem. But the scum-beings in your way? They WANT you to be afraid, scared, feeling helpless and unable to do anything. Have you seen how the Klus Schawbs of the world react to a normal person asking them a simple question face-to-face? They flee in panic. They are not just incapable, but they are terrified of dealing with any actual confrontation face to face.

        You’re going to let the dweeb that should have been shoved in a locker in high-school tell you what you can eat, and when? What transgender ideology your children are to believe? And probably even what kind of sex, if any, or with whom, and of which biological sex you can or should have it with? Is that who you are? You’re going to let them put insects in your food, and genetic serums and other poisons in your tap water, force you to use their green-energy (that doesn’t work anyway), own nothing and be their chip-implanted, drug-addled and drug-diseased puppet because it’s too hard to infiltrate local politics?

        Really?

        Well, it’s up to you, of course.

        2. But I don’t know where to even start!

        That’s a lie. I told you. Read Parts 1 to 3 and this part 4 and you now know exactly what to do.

        “Oh but I don’t know all the details…!”

        Well, butter-cup… figure it the fuck out. You learn by doing, not sitting on your ass. So get it wrong a few times, or a hundred, but get at it. You didn’t wake up one day and suddenly knew how to walk. You fell over thousands of times before you learnt how to walk, and then run, and jump, and maybe even do Parkour. So get off your ass and start. And start by feeding your brain and body better food.

        3. Yeah ok, it all makes sense, but I am single, broke and have no friends.

        What part of get off your ass and start is hard to understand? Start at part 1. If you have accomplished very little in your life, it is undoubtedly because you need to fix up the issue discussed in Part 1. You might also be young and not started any kind of work yet, so begin. Even if you’re still in high school, find a way to make some money and save it. Apprentice, learn a trade, get your parents to help you finance your new skill, whether it’s wood-working (very useful) plumbing, electrical work, metal-work or whatever. Get some hands-on experience, especially if you’re young.

        First get your head right, second, get some kind of work and make some kind of money and begin to acquire assets. If you are young and broke and the money you can save is very little, think in terms of “bug-out” scenario more than permanent city-state fortress in the mountains. You can still scout the closest area to you that might be suitable to invest in later. Decide which country might be best if the one you are in is not suited to your needs. Most places you can make work, and only a few are really something I would advise against.

        The UK is possibly the worst in terms of mind-control and globohomo agenda and it does not even have many rural areas to speak of. And if there are some god-forsaken spots, it is mostly because they have absolutely terrible weather and bad prospects. Hence God-forsaken. And yet, even there, people are trying to find ways. And probably are. Places like Monaco or Luxembourg are also probably not ideal, but if you live there, chances are you already own property elsewhere or could do so easily.

        North America is an absolute shit-show, be it the USA or Canada, but… they are vast places and you can probably find an out of the way rural village that you can visit first and try and gauge for the possibility of it becoming a suitable city-state in the eventual economic collapse that is surely coming at some point, the real zombie-apocalypse, or the unleashing of 87,000 IRS agents and FEMA paratroopers to take you to the camps. Or whatever. And at least in the USA you can buy pretty much whatever firearms you want, in plenty of gun shops around the country. Unless you are a criminal. In that case apparently you need to buy them out of the back of a boot in a shady alley from a guy called Tyrone or Vito. Or so the films tell me.

        The point is, it is never too late or too early to begin the work of selecting what way you want your mind to work and where you want to live.

        Those two things matter most. The making friends is a skill. And if you have no social skills because you were abused sexually as a child, beaten, kept in a cage until social services moved you to horrible foster care and so on, I feel for you. Sure, your starting point is rougher than most. But you still, just need to get up buddy. Life is a lot like a fight. The guy who keeps getting up, who keeps fighting, who doesn’t stop, it’s true, very occasionally he might die. But…at least he dies with honour, and in most cases, the most stubborn, unwilling to quit guy, eventually, wins. And most things in life are not as harsh as an actual real fight to the death, so just get up. Again, and again, and again, and again, and again, no matter how many times you fall down. And build on your successes, however tiny. And if you lose it all, just begin again. Relentless. Become with an invincible mind. It is the most absolutely vital component in all of this. In all of life, really.

        Most people overestimate what they can do in a year and underestimate what they can do in three or five years. Begin. Work. Build up your resources and your skills and toughen your mind and learn to enjoy the process. It’s not possible to grit your teeth constantly without a break. The taught bow snaps. You need to learn to smile and have fun, even when your nose is broken and you are spilling blood everywhere with each punch you throw and you’re still getting hit, but you’re fighting back. Smiling, and even laughing through the blood spatter. Foster this attitude.

        4. But I am not even a Pureblood! I took the serum!

        I’m sorry for you. Really I am, but it’s done now, carry on, try to do your best. Research what you can do to improve your chances, and if you are going to reproduce, my advice would be to do so with someone else that is also vaxxed but seems healthy. I say that, because there are a percentage of people that will survive regardless of the injected poison. Some of you may even mutate into new kinds of humanoids that can exist with this stuff in your bloodstream. It might not be ideal, but life always finds a way. If you have not read the book (not the film, the book) Jurassic Park, by Michael Crichton, then do so. It will, if nothing else, provide you with a very real glimmer of hope, if you realise you’re basically the dinosaurs.

        Even mutated you can be useful. You might find the way to heal any of the vaxx intended damage, or help others avoid it. I can’t be sure what your path looks like because it is very different from the one I chose, and am advocating for, but I know you can still be on the side of truth, justice and beauty even if you were fooled by the evil scum that convinced you that taking the genetic serum was good for you.

        5. It’s all just too depressing, I can’t go on.

        Seriously, if this is your attitude, then I can guarantee you are not a believer in the Christian God, and certainly not in the real Christian God, which is the Catholic one. You’re primarily an agnostic-atheist type and ultimately a materialist. Alright then, listen up, because in my most depressed time of being an atheist, as a teenager, I came up with a very simple solution. If you do not believe in an after-life, fine. Don’t worry about it. No one gets out alive, so your time will come. Now stop being a pussy and carry on. At least work against the forces of evil. What else you got going anyway? Life is horrible, total shit, and then you die, right? Fine. Then make it count, and stop being a faggot.

        6. I don’t have enough money to…

        No one does. Especially if you didn’t sell your soul for fame and fortune. But consider this:

        • A few hundred years ago people built their own homes. They didn’t have power tools.
        • You really don’t need a lot of fancy stuff. Even if you put convenience first, as long as you don’t care about status, you certainly can get by with relatively inexpensive tools and equipment.
        • Where there is a will there is a way is not just a cliché for no reason. Do try to keep it legal though. Or at the very least Just.
        • Changing your initial expectations is usually a good idea. Sure, it would be nice to have a 20 room villa on a 100 hectares of good land. But you might actually enjoy a 5 room home on a couple of hectares of forested land in the right place more. Alternatively, it might be better to buy a smaller but decent piece of land in a good location with the right to build on it what you want, and do so now, rather than try and save and wait for a better property with a house on it that might never come, because the financial collapse wipes out the digital money you have in the bank before you can convert it to a property.

        7. Ok, ok, but I really, really, really, hate politics, and I don’t have the time and…

        Listen buddy, whoever you are, I am almost certain you don’t hate politics even half as much as I do. And you probably are not past the half-century mark with 5 children all under 12. So, if I can contemplate local politics, so can you. In fact, you should become my loyal serf, move close to me and begin the process of becoming mayor in my stead, because frankly, it’s almost certain you have more time on your hands than I do. Stop being under the delusion that someone else will fix things for you. No one will. You gotta fix them yourself. You. You gotta become the mayor. The Chief of Police. The tenured professor at the local university. And if you can’t then you need to become the assistant to the mayor, so you can eventually manoeuvre your friend Bob into the mayor spot. And so on.

        They took over by infiltration, blackmail and patient subterfuge. We just need a little patience and some subterfuge. We don’t even need the blackmail and the backhanders. Probably.

        Because we’re better, faster, smarter and precisely because we are sane.

        We don’t want their job.

        But they are forcing us to take it. So take it and make it good. Win.

        Because like it or not, whether today or ten years from now, we are in a fight. And if you try to sleep-walk your way through it, you will fail. More importantly, your children and their children will have horrific lives. And in a fight, unlike the bullshit they tell you, “taking part” is not the important thing. Winning is.

        And I have absolutely no intention of letting the globalist scum win.

        None.

        And I hope you see it the same way. So go out there and win.

        8. Ok, so now I am mayor, now what? my power is severely limited…

        Really? You got this far and this is your thought process? I sure hope not, but just in case (and maybe you’re just already mayor and have a sudden bolt of lightning strike you and it made you one of the good guys. Ok then…): Organise.

        Get the important movers and shakers involved. See what the possibilities of your little community becoming totally independent from the state are. LOGISTICALLY first of all. Worry about the politics later.

        Foster independence. Promote individual businesses and works. Give the little guy as many breaks as possible. Fine, tax, or get some other help from the lefty crowd and big business as you can, by whatever means works. Do whatever you can to promote homogenous ideology and ethnicity. Get as much money from the main government as possible and then direct it to building infrastructure with people at its head that promotes its independence from the state down the line. They want green power right? So get a fat hand-out for it and see what you can do about making your little town as energy independent as possible

        Including by funding alternate technologies (which exist) but will probably get you killed if you try to bring them to a global audience. Nevertheless, if you have individual inventors find a way to produce a bit of power that just isn’t mainstream and you can put a nice windmill nearby or a solar panel next to it. Hey, it can’t be helped if your wind and solar work just a whole lot better than everyone else’s. You local electrician is just that good.

        Think big and act small and gradually. This is the way to get where you want to eventually be.

        Organise a local militia. Whether this is possible in your country, like in the USA, or whether you need to go about it slightly differently, like say, organising a gun-range day for the locals, or whatever, find a way to begin to organise the citizens in their preferred ways and in ways that promote their skills and talents, all with a view to becoming an independent, low taxes, high benefits, locals supporting, little town.

        9. Spread your wings.

        Become friendly with the commander of the nearest military base and police stations. Visit them often and gauge where you are with the leaders there. Coups happen and we are entering a time when the only certainty is that uncertainty looms. Economic collapse, energetic collapse, political collapse, balkanisation, civil war, international war, all these things are on the bingo card on some level or other, so be prepared, make allies as best you can and fortify your positions, mentally, spiritually, socially and physically. Remember, your objective here is to win. For your family, your children and your friends and loved ones and also for total strangers that are on your side and on the side of God, Truth, Justice and Beauty.

        10. Above all: Enjoy the ride.

        We all have to do things we don’t enjoy in life. As the Russians say: It’s best to do these things well and joyfully, happily. Because if not, you still have to do them, and you’ll also be in a bad mood while you do them.

        I truly hope this four part series has been helpful. And that in due course, I will hear, see and meet those of you who have used this advice and gone on to build places and communities that can not only survive the globohomo assault on all of us, but in due course, push back and remake the world into one that is free entirely of these satanic, pedophile, parasites.

        And remember: Deus Vult means God wills it/God wants it.

        It can apply to your actions specifically (if you’re arrogant enough to believe you know what God wants precisely and is using you specifically to get it done).

        But, more likely in my opinion, is that, even if you do not know the specifics of how, why, when, or where, your deep intent to do good, to struggle against evil in every way possible, to create and build a better community, one person at a time and a really honest, honourable, society, free of the vile parasites which have infested our civic life from birth, I truly believe, the more you put yourself to this task, the more God does, indeed will it and want it. So:

        Deus Vult, Brothers! CHARGE!

          Criminal Defamation of my Friend

          Vox Day has recently published a post where he explains how some SJW morons managed to completely get everything wrong about him, defaming him in a number of ways and so on.

          Let me first of all explain that I have published this post BEFORE I had any kind of conversation with Vox about this or anything else. No one, especially not him, has asked me to write this. And in fact I believe if I told him I was doing so, he would advise me to not do so and ignore the incompetents that attack him.

          Vox has always behaved in nothing but a perfectly civilised, gentlemanly and friendly manner towards me, as has his family.

          Does he write in a way that at first glance can appear “controversial”? Sure. I too thought he was a “racist” “bigoted” typical “puritanical American” when I first came across his blog. But I kept reading it for a while and then I realised that my first impression was wrong. And it was wrong based on a fault I truly quite dislike in others, yet I had apparently, at first anyway, fallen for myself. The offence of the skim reader.

          You know who suffers from tragic skim-reading malady? Lawyers. Every damnable one of them. They simply skim read, make wild assumptions about what they THINK they read and then go with a legal strategy that more often than not is between 150 and 210 degrees away from the correct one to take. They hit 180 degrees quite often.

          Well, the thing with Vox is that you need to pay attention to two things when reading his work (if you care to even have read mine this far):

          1. Read what he actually writes, not what you THINK he is writing.
          2. Very, very, very often, Vox merely reports on his observations. It is much rarer that he specifies his personal opinion, although this can sometimes be inferred by his invariably extremely dry humour.

          This curious mix results in statements that can often sound oh just so pearl clutchingly terrible. Positively fainting on the couch stuff. But… that if you examine them in the cold light of rationality and logic, are almost always unassailable as mere observations or logical conclusions.

          Let me make an example here that I am not aware Vox has ever used, but I have. Let’s take General Augusto Pinochet.

          Bad guy right? He took over Chile in a military coup and killed or “disappeared” thousand of poor innocent Chileans who just wanted a better life for themselves and their families.

          Let’s take the numbers from the leftist of lefty sources, Wankipedia. According to them:

          According to the Commission of Truth and Reconciliation (Rettig Commission) and the National Commission on Political Imprisonment and Torture (Valech Commission), the number of direct victims of human rights violations in Chile accounts for around 30,000 people: 27,255 tortured and 2,279 executed. In addition, some 200,000 people suffered exile and an unknown number went through clandestine centers and illegal detention.

          In 1973, when Augusto took over, the Population of Chile was 10.2 million. and in 1990 when he was no longer around, it was about 13.2 million. So, taking the wikipedia numbers, we are looking at some 230,000 people affected directly and under 3,000 killed.

          Using basic math (a lost and archaic skill-set unknown to anyone in the journalistic profession for at the very least half a century), we can see that:

          A grand total of 2.25 % of the population of Chile was directly affected.

          Of which 0.027 % were killed.

          Terrible, terrible, bad, evil stuff. If only one innocent died and all that. Tragic.

          Now let’s look at Venezuela.

          After Chavez died, at the end of 2013 (it was covered up until January 2014) from a population of just over 30 million, there was an exodus due to the total economic collapse of the country, which Chavez’s Marxist policies had created from when he took power in 1999. By 2020, only 28.4 million people were left. And keep in mind people still made babies even under the usual hardships encountered in such situations.

          So… for comparable countries in a relatively similar area of the planet, Venezuela had at a MINIMUM 1.6 million people directly affected by the communist regime, which, again, using basic math, is equivalent to 5.3 % of the population. Of course, we are being totally unfair to Chile since I used the lower number of 10.2 million as the denominator (Instead of the 13.2 million that existed when Augusto was no longer the leader) and I have also only counted the number of people that physically LEFT Venezuela. You can be certain that at the most optimistic at least double that number were directly affected inside the country, and a more realistic number would be ten times the number. God alone knows how many died since the statistics in a collapsed nation are not exactly anyone’s top priority, but we can be sure it was more than 3,000 in the six years we are looking at.

          But percentages hide things still. You may be sitting there saying oh well…ok, so communism is about twice as bad as hardcore right wing military regimes, because 2.25 % is a bit less than half of 5.3 %… right?

          Except that given the disparity in population sizes, when you look at actual human beings affected, Chile’s 230,000 has to be measured against the extremely conservative and obviously very much smaller than whatever the real number is of 1,600,000 people for Venezuela’s regime.

          If we assume a very generous same ratio for the dead, we can assume that at minimum, some 20,000 people lost their lives as a result of the Marxist policies of Venezuela. I can tell you from experience of some 20 years of living in South Africa, that this number is certainly lower than whatever the real one is. I conclude that because South Africa had a far better situation economically than Venezuela did and yet there have been some 23,000 deaths from violent crime there for some twenty years in a row after the ANC took over.

          But in fact it’s even worse than that. Because we are measuring Chile’s 17 year rule, against Venezuela’s mere 6 years. So to be mathematically “fair” or at least take into consideration proportionality to some degree, you really need to almost triple the Venezuelan numbers to have something that begins to be apples and oranges at least instead of apples and donkeys.

          These are cold, hard facts.

          You don’t have to like them. I sure don’t. But they are objective reality all the same.

          In short, dropping some almost 3,000 people out of helicopters, torturing some 27,000 and exiling some 200,000 is infinitely preferable to killing probably 60,000 people (remember we have to multiply by 3 to account for the time) torturing who knows how many and exiling 4.8 million people.

          In fact, if you care, you can literally do the math and say that dropping 3,000 commies out of helicopters is 20 TIMES better than the Venezuelan alternative.

          And yet… some people will ignore all the math of Chile and Venezuela and accuse me of being “racist” because I noticed that the ANC-run South Africa had spectacularly higher levels of death, crime and suffering for the average black person than it did under apartheid.

          Did I agree with apartheid when I first encountered it? Absolutely not. Do I agree with it now, no, not really, but, I don’t necessarily think that the so-called “puppet-states” that South Africa had created, like the now non-existent Bophuthaswana, were a bad thing. In them, the black majority population was effectively in charge and yet economically supported by the racist South African government which nevertheless allowed the black people who lived there to live under laws and rules that were democratic and did not discriminate by race. I visited Bop, as it was called in vernacular, several times and the contrast from South Africa while under apartheid was immediately noticeable. Yet Bop was still no more prone to violent crime than South Africa. In fact, probably less so as the feeling was one of a relaxed and better off people (of all races). Yet there was the shadowy hand of the apartheid government behind it all making sure that no unrest took place. I know for a fact that a large number of black Africans in South Africa that did NOT directly benefit from the change in government, because they were not connected or part of the few political kleptocrats that came into power, would give a couple of fingers, literally, to be able to live in something like what Bop was back in the late 1980s or early 1990s.

          You’re also going to have a hard time accusing me of “racism”, given my history, but go ahead and try if you want.

          Why mention all this?

          Well, because Vox is not the only one that would prefer Pinochet helicopter tours over Commie transgender pedophiles reading to preschoolers dressed as demonic sex perverts. If our choice is being presented as either the generic homoglobo clown-world shitfest currently emanating like cancer from the USA and poisoning most of Europe with its falsity, and downright demonic “ideologies” OR a hardcore actually Catholic Inquisition setup, (instead of Satanic Bergoglioan Freemasonry), well then sign me up as head inquisitor.

          I’d light all those fires myself if need be to get rid of literal pedophiles that are getting a pass by law enforcement, the media and judges all around Europe. Like the level of MPs and BBC people implicated in the Jimmy Saville long running sexual abuse of children that in many cases were sick and dying of leukaemia. Or most of the Belgian government that was implicated in a pedophile ring in the 1990s and nothing happened. Or the fact that the literal Queen of England, that old reptile, and her deceased reptile Greek husband were directly involved in the disappearance of some dozen orphans from Canada and again, nothing has happened to date.

          Why? Why has nothing happened about these horrific crimes?

          Because you don’t have Inquisitors.

          And before you go on to say the “Catholic Church” was always filled with pedophiles, let’s be very, very, very clear that a bunch of commie homosexuals were injected into the Catholic Church in the 1920s and 1930s as part of a long running effort to destroy it. Let’s be very clear that Pope Pius the X was aware of the level of corruption already present way back in 1904 and earlier, and ordered the compilation of the forever present Code of Canon Law of 1917, precisely to ensure that no later sleight of hand could hide what Catholicism actually was. And yes, there has been no legitimate Pope since 1958, nor am I saying every Catholic or even every Pope before 1958 was a saint. We have plenty of evidence there have been bad men in every organisation since time immemorial, but Catholicism as it really is, is a very different thing from what the average person thinks Catholicism is today.

          Now, all my asides aside, the fact remains that uncomfortable truths are still true.

          Vox simply points them out and makes people very uncomfortable about some of them.

          Women are far less capable of using logic and reason than men are. This too is a biological fact. You may not like it, you may call me a misogynist pig, whatever. Anyone who has spent half a century on this Earth and had sufficient dealings with women and men from all sorts of cultures, will know that what I wrote above is perfectly true. You know who also agrees with me on that? A LOT of women. Usually the prettier ones that have no trouble attracting whatever man they may set their eyes on. Now, I wonder why that would be, eh?

          Do I think women should vote? If votes mattered at all anymore, that is. As a general rule, no, I don’t. GASP! Sexism! My-My-My Misogyny!

          Now ask me if I think most men should vote.

          Yeah… that’s a no too. If it were up to me, the number of people who could actually vote, would be a tiny fraction of what it is now. And the number of people who could actually have political offices would be REALLY TINY, and I guarantee you that NONE of the current occupants would have chosen the profession of politician if my Grand Inquisitor rules of politics were applied. In fact, only a tiny number of people would even be able to be qualified to be a politician, because you bet there would be qualifications.

          So, based on the above I assume I will be defined as a racist, a misogynist, and despite the fact I specifically wrote pieces against even associating with anyone that calls themselves Alt-right, I will probably be lumped into that category as well. Not to mention Nazi. I mean, I wrote books of fiction about Nazis! I obviously must be a sympathiser! And I wrote more than one book about them, so maybe I am a Waffen SS myself. Never mind what it actually says in those books. Never mind facts. Never mind actual history!

          But I will accept one of the labels they may throw at me. I too, am a Christian Nationalist.

          I happen to be Catholic though —which means Sedevacantist today, as those are the only Catholics left— and Vox is some complicated form of Protestant-friendly type of Christian, so you know, after we rid the world of pedophiles, force all women into a sexually oppressed misery that wakes every day in the bedroom passes its day chained to a stove in the kitchen and ends it back in the bedroom (unless they have to give birth to one of our children in which case they may be on the kitchen floor for a bit longer), teach our male children the arts of war, reading in Classical Latin and Greek, and the skill of preparing a proper auto-da-fe for heretics, well, after all that, I suppose Vox and I may have to cause yet ANOTHER religious war between our two factions.

          But you know, until then, I’ll keep thinking of him as my friend and I plan to visit his Castle at some point, where we will drink some fine prosecco, maybe a touch of good cognac, and, of course, plan world domination. Our wives will, no doubt, being the shy, quiet, oppressed and retiring types they are, quietly sit by the sidelines ready to serve us food and drink, and keeping the continually increasing prole I at least, like a good Catholic, continue to produce, in relative silence as Vox and I discuss deeply important things.

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