If you've ever stepped onto a football field, chances are you've heard your coach hammering one phrase into your skull: "take what the defense gives you." It's like a mantra, a guiding principle that's supposed to navigate you through the chaos of the game.
Right now the cultivation on the Dissident Right is building a masculine spirit, a nobility in frame and poise. I will take that guy every single time over someone who embodies my political notions 100% but is physically and spiritually stunted.
This is a phenomenon that is best surmised in the quip from the Internet Historian “Berkeley Bike Thief” video:
Red Pill Alliance 💊 vs Antifa Horde ⚔️
One, a confederation of strong individuals that must be bound together by common purpose, will, and action.
The other, a simmering mob of resentment and degeneracy, fueled by base cravings for blood and chaos, restrained only by instincts of self-preservation.
Also an example of the concrete reality of ideas and symbols. You can't point to them, but you can feel them, like love, and see the actions people take for them in the face of pain, suffering, and material loss.
For all that I respect game theory, it forgets that we are people and as such value more than the material.
It's and understandable feeling, but one that turns most people away. They have to be nudged in that direction any attempt to force them will just result in pushback.
THE WRATH OF THE AWAKENED SAXON
by Rudyard Kipling
It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy -- willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.
Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not suddently bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate.
Right now the cultivation on the Dissident Right is building a masculine spirit, a nobility in frame and poise. I will take that guy every single time over someone who embodies my political notions 100% but is physically and spiritually stunted.
This is a phenomenon that is best surmised in the quip from the Internet Historian “Berkeley Bike Thief” video:
Red Pill Alliance 💊 vs Antifa Horde ⚔️
One, a confederation of strong individuals that must be bound together by common purpose, will, and action.
The other, a simmering mob of resentment and degeneracy, fueled by base cravings for blood and chaos, restrained only by instincts of self-preservation.
Also an example of the concrete reality of ideas and symbols. You can't point to them, but you can feel them, like love, and see the actions people take for them in the face of pain, suffering, and material loss.
For all that I respect game theory, it forgets that we are people and as such value more than the material.
Man does not live by bread alone. People forget that there is more than what can be seem.
I largely agree. But I have no love for the flag. When I see it, there is coldness in my heart.
It's and understandable feeling, but one that turns most people away. They have to be nudged in that direction any attempt to force them will just result in pushback.
Pretty good. I am more on the counter signal side but if we can use this picture and recreate the narrative then it can be a win.