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An interesting read, as always. Some of it I understood, other parts not. I'm a limited creature!

Let me set Yuja Wang loose on Rachmaninov's second piano concerto and I'll start rambling and we'll see where we end up :-)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NsqXCO0ADwM

In my defence, you do tend to take a sweeping birds-eye view of the world, whereas I tend to build my understanding of society from the bottom up, trying to understand the individuals I cross paths with; why do they act like they do? Why did she say that, in that particular way? I'm leery of high-level theories and sweeping generalizations -- I learned that while studying social anthropology! (Back then, in the second half of the nineties, the Soc.Ant. institute at Uni of Oslo was of course leftish by a large margin but old-school lefty (which I can muster a qualified sympathy for) and not yet captured by identity politics. These days it is a lost cause, but I still maintain that anthropology, properly done, is a supremely interesting subject!)

I take comfort in my belief that the Schwabs of this world may lay intricate and grandiose plans, but do not realize how recalcitrant and full of friction the world and its inhabitants are! It's one thing to envision a total plan for a perfected world (What kind of warped mind would set out do such a thing? History tells us exactly what kind of person is attracted to schemes like this!) I consider most of the 'plans' of the globalist elite, be they the California tech-bros, the various dictators and autocrats, or the President Commissar EU von der Leyen as nothing more than foolish hybris, the daydreams of clever people with certain personality disorders who are still in love with their own intellect -- stunted, overgrown schoolboys and -girls -- the poisonous gifts of the treasonous clercs. History surely shows that their great plans will falter and crumble. It might take a century, tens of millions dead and unfathomable suffering -- this is the usual cost when grand plans are sought realized, be it the Worker's Paradise, Lebensraum im Osten or Pax Romana/Americana -- but even (especially!) the most megalomaniac plans succumb to what I think of as the friction of reality. Reality will wear everything down. Reality is just the Nature of Things. Only a fool would fight the nature of things -- it is like pissing against the wind. To gain way you have to bend your sails so they gather and direct force, and you need a functional understanding of how that happens. The superior mans strives to understand THE WAY NATURE IS and arranges his affairs accordingly.

The intellectually conceited and powerful rulers seldom manage to build anything lasting (Christendom built the cathedrals, the Kings and Bishops were merely worldly financiers for as long as their rule lasted); they are too far removed from the creative spirit (if they ever knew it) and too preoccupied with making rules and the trappings of ruling. Hah! I've made things in my shop that I'd wager will last longer than the European Union! Anything lasting grows; out of necessity and often with love, care and attention, but is seldom established by decree, designed by committee or funded by confiscation. What basic fools they are! Their incessant meddling will stifle natural, organic growth as we're seing in the stagnant, western part of Europe, and perhaps most pronounced(ly?) in Germany, but I have a feeling that there is a general malaise, a lack of belief and optimism in most parts of the Old World. We are browbeaten, disillusioned, and both de-& rejected -- white privilige and reparations, innit?!

They WILL manage to use what they in their general confusion and perpetual distraction mistake for intelligence -- the artificial version -- to establish large-scale mass surveillance of the variously identified populations, the better to clamp down on wrongthink and thoughtcrime, and punish accordingly. They think this will work and be beneficial. I don't, therefore I choose to be Huxley's Brave New Savage.

In a far future, our skyscraper's steel girder will be a streak of rust in the sand over which a butterfly settles on a tuft of dunegrass as it sways in the breeze. In the distance you will hear a woodsman and his friends whistling and joshing on their way to fell some trees to build homes for their young families to be. There is no longer any government to forbid them. They are free to live.

Our lot is to evade, as best we can, the grasping clutches of a geriatric empire.

Tsssk!

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