Laughing at Foolish Bravado without Malice
Reflections on 2024

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This year, the ideas that I’ve worked so hard to advance have achieved some political success and cultural mainstreaming. Otherwise, it was a year of helping several important people in my life through difficult health problems. My older relatives have slowed down. I really felt I was rushing from one crisis to the next.

Additionally, friends and relatives who’d served in Vietnam or were old enough to do so are starting to die. Their respective passings have caused the same feelings that I had watching the World War II generation die off, although the feelings are more intense this go-round. The World War Twoers always seemed old to me. In my mind’s eye, however, I can still see the Vietnam era veterans as healthy men who were mentors – scoutmasters, baseball coaches, teachers, etc.

This brings me to the great and true life-lesson for the year: It’s all junk and you can’t take it with you. A corollary to that is that a collector is on the same spectrum as a hoarder. A drawer full of, say, plastic film-roll containers that isn’t part of an inventory meant to be sold is just a hoard no matter how neat the rest of the house is.

Having gone through several estate closings recently, I’ll pass on what I learned. This is not “official legal advice,” it is practical advice for the entertainment of the reading audience. With that said, carry out estate planning at the appropriate time. Get a will, get all one’s finances in order, assign beneficiaries. Upon a person’s death, Social Security payments need to be stopped, pensions sorted, and taxes filed as appropriate. The executor of the estate needs to get a death certificate and an estate closing letter. Hire a lawyer who’ll check everything. Closing an estate is a process that will take months.

It’s All Junk!

Keep an eye on the older relatives’ respective financial accounts, if it is appropriate. There are scammers looking to defraud the elderly. Also, many people lose a sense of initiative as they age. Avoid a large sum in a checking account that isn’t used that doesn’t make any interest. After the death, if there is real estate, make sure that the county government knows you have inherited the property and get the title and other legal matters sorted ASAP. Avoid it getting get tangled up in some sort of back taxes problem.

In the immediate aftermath of a person’s death, one needs to secure the property. Have a plan to deal with the living things such as the pets and indoor plants. Don’t even get indoor plants in the first place, but I digress. Then secure any medication – if cancer is involved there will be an obscene pile of opiates you’ll need to safely destroy. Also, secure the firearms, jewellery, precious metals, etc. Get the estate sale over and the movables out of the house before hiring a contractor to spruce up the property if one is going to sell it. Don’t rush anything, go step-by-step.

Furthermore, be aware that people will discover that a house is empty and that the owner is deceased and that will bring out the worst in folks. When clearing the property from one place this year, a mysterious black pickup pulled up to the house and then sped off when I approached. Subsequently, lumber that was intended for the home repair vanished. Scavengers and thieves were a major factor.

When handling all the movable property, the furniture, rugs, lamps, etc. everything will be in an uproar of motion and disruption. Throughout the entire settlement of the one estate closing that I was most involved with, important things vanished. A book that I am certain I put in the bookshelf that I suddenly needed a few days later went into a mysterious parallel dimension for several months. Other things disappeared, a credit card which was passed from one person to another temporarily went into hiding, etc. Have a spot for all the important items – a place for everything and everything it its place.

Also, pick up things from the floor when moving furniture. One person who wanted to show the rest of the family that she was a houseproud neat freak left a vacuum cleaner on the floor in the way of people moving the furniture. I’d pick the thing up and move it and then it would appear in the way again, although never used. I’m not sure what the underlying psychological issue was that caused this.

There will be some family drama even when everything is going well and there are no longstanding rifts or estrangements. The hurt feelings start the instant that one person does one thing that is outside the overall thrust of the deceased’s will. Be aware that the work related to closing everything down is significant also. If one brother is out goofing off and another is handling the house repairs and the real estate agent, then the resentment and anger can really build. The person handling the estate should be paid all expenses including for his time.

As a person ages, it is harder for him to clean the house. Mice and other creatures can infiltrate even if the house appears clean and there are maids. I found a mouse’s nest under a wardrobe and inches of dust behind a stack of old financial records during the preparation for the estate sale. The only way to avoid this is to downscale continuously over time when one gets older. Keep aware of what other family members are going through and how they might need something you have but don’t use. If your first cousin’s older daughter is having a baby, send the stuffed animals and children’s books in the closet her way. You get rid of it, and it gets used. Get rid of one’s old tax and financial paperwork on a regular schedule, also.

Photographs of acquaintances, plants, buildings, etc. are junk. If a photograph is important, put the date taken and name of the people in the snap and get it in a genealogical collection. Interesting items, like the NVA bayonet collected from a jungle battlefield, should go to a museum. They’ll take it. Donate books to a library.

Technology shifts to the point where a thing can become completely worthless. Sony Walkmans were the biggest thing in the 1980s, but now they’re all trash. I watched a beautiful vinyl record connection head to the junkyard. The artwork on the album covers was brilliant. It is really a shame to see that go to a landfill. If you have such stuff, get it sold before there is a cancer crisis and invest the money. Only real estate and coinage that provides dividends, capital gains, and interest are truly worth holding on to and passing on.

The Lost Girls

As mentioned above, the white advocacy we have been involved with has started to make minimal political gains and achieved a sliver of mainstream acceptance. It is possible, even likely, that this is the start of an entirely new political order. An order that could come rest upon a bedrock of pro-whiteness. The old “civil rights” paradigm of Anglo-Saxon internationalist globalist idealism, negro worship, and Jewish primacy that showed its teeth and muscle in the 1944 Sedition Trial is four-score years old and as senile as Joe Biden.

Which brings me to the young adults launching into this new social firmament. I have come to realize that there are a great deal of Lost Girls out there. The Lost Girls are the liberal young women who were raised in the culture of the morally deficient Harry Potter universe. They supported the transsexual social contagion, naively believing it to be a cure to some morose friend’s troubles. These girls also came of age during peak “civil rights” exemplified by the administration of President Obama.

The problem of the Lost Girls came to me when hosting a holiday dinner this year. One of the young women – a college student – was riled up by the end of Roe v. Wade while talking about her list of baby names stored on her cell phone. She had no sense of irony during this conversation. Meanwhile the Lost Girls were stunned and unmoored by the 2024 election results as well as the broader unraveling of the “civil rights” political order.

These Lost Girls also had trans friends, and the problems of transitioning had become undeniably apparent. Of four trans friends named over the holiday dinner, one had died by suicide, one was addicted to drugs and terribly fat and the other two had wrecked their bodies and were abandoned by those who’d praised the transitioners as “#sobrave” on social media at the outset of their respective bad decisions.

It is time to create an effort to win the Lost Girls to a pro-white position. There are three reasons for this. The first, obviously, is to form white families. The second is to deny the anti-white left the young, liberal white women upon whom they’ve reliably relied. Finally, avoid the problem of a woman in a job somewhere that can shore up anti-white positions – such as a school guidance counselor.

I’ve seen such women before and they can wreak havoc. During the research for one of my articles I watched a youtube video in which an older white liberal woman who’d been a young “civil rights” activist during the late 1950s. She talked about “fighting racism.” Her face glowed during the talk. She had no apparent awareness of the disasters of “civil rights.” It was as though the crime and rioting hadn’t happened. Obviously, the formation of this sort of creature needs to be nipped in the bud.

It is certain that and crass statements like “Your body, my choice,” aren’t going to work. The originator of that awful meme received praise for questioning the propaganda narrative of the so-called Holocaust but brought troubles on himself for promoting mass rape. I’ll offer three suggestions for rescuing the Lost Girls. The first is for us – the pro-white men – to manage the flow of the social order. The second is a campaign of reasonable instruction, and finally a basic marketing campaign.

Women Go with the Social Flow

When I was in my mid-teens my father’s job moved my family to a major city in the Rust Belt. My family joined a church as a quick way for everyone to make friends. When I was still living in a hotel room waiting for my parents to close on a house, and while the US Air Force was dropping bombs on Baghdad during the Persian Gulf War, I was hustled into going to a “Christian Retreat.” I thought it would be an intimate affair – a small, coeducational group doing a Bible study where the boys could meet the girls as a delightful bonus. Instead, it was more like a rock concert with an audience of thousands, part of an Evangelical trend that led to ballyhoos like the Promise Keepers. These events were political shows-of-force that missed the mark on the real problems. While attending this event, I was a new kid with no prior assumptions or attachments and could watch the proceedings with detached objectivity.

One of the themes at the Christian Retreat was sexual abstinence – don’t have sex until marriage. In the early 1990s, the AIDS crisis, the negatives of the sexual revolution, and homosexual activism created a big concern over reckless copulation. The concerns were valid, but that isn’t the point here. The young women at this event would cheer enthusiastically when a speaker would discuss abstinence. All of them – all in my group that I recall – went screaming down the stairways at the front of the amphitheater to sign some sort of abstinence pledge when called to do so.

The abstinence pledges would go on to be forgotten within a few years. I continued to be friends on social media with a number of the women at that event. During the Obama years, the same women who’d gone screaming down to sign an abstinence pledge put Pride Flags in their respective social media pictures, or kept their heads down as homosexual activists pushed their poison. Only one took a stand. Otherwise, these women had just gone with the flow.

If we are on the cusp of a new pro-white social order many of the Lost Girls will go with the flow, but that isn’t certain. The election of Donald Trump for a third time isn’t a guarantee of full success. When Herbert Hoover was elected in 1928, Americans thought that their problems were over. We need to work hard, no matter what happens in the next Trump term.

Reasoning without Mansplaining

Reasoning with young women is a tricky business. The hormone cycle, the immaturity of youth, and the ubiquitous feminist indoctrination is a challenge, but it is not an overwhelming one. People do mature, but they need to mature fast enough to avoid making mistakes with long-term consequences. One method that I’ve heard work is ratification. Should a young lady say “nobody likes my new boyfriend” after dad said he didn’t like the new boyfriend, and there is silence from mom, the negative judgement upon the new boyfriend has been ratified. Get two people to say it. Two people can ratify anything, and they can coordinate a ratification in advance.

Reasoning without mansplaining is difficult. There is also a problem with the term “mansplaining” itself. It is a feminist-inspired devil word which causes young women who are uncomfortable with the step one, step two, process of getting critical things done. The whole concept is rotten. It is in effect, a “don’t worry your pretty head” thing from a bitter, feminist angle.

Marketing

Personally, I’m working at full capacity in my private life, professional career, and activist side-gig as a writer. So, I’m sending out some ideas below to get the Lost Girls found. Probably a female activist, whom other women would admire, needs to take the lead. Or some inspired billionaire can pay a marketing firm to introduce a positive trend in the same way that cigarette companies hired young, fashionable women to smoke cigarettes in the 1920s to expand female smokers and up tobacco revenues. (That was negative trend, but the concept can work in any direction.) Either way, the narrative zone needs to be controlled by us, so the flow moves our way. Get accounts on all forms of social media including Blue Sky. The following things should be done:

1. Make race-mixing and inter-racial relationships radioactive again. Make interracial marriage illegal too.
2. End the tattoos on women craze – this seems to have gone on since the mid-1990s, so I don’t know of this is possible, but it is worth a shot.
3. Ensure that the finite nature of childbearing years is fully understood again.
4. Emphasize the time value of money. I’ve watched grown women with families roll their eyes when their dad (a Nam vet) starts talking about his investments. All his advice, however, will help them and their families. I cannot explain this, but I’ve seen it more than once from women who should know better.

Most importantly, the idea that some choices have long-term consequences needs to be emphasized. The “you can have it all” ideal is a lie.

Laughing at Foolish Bravado without Malice

Without going too deep into it, I had several sleepless nights this year. One of which was caused by me trying to fix a longstanding problem whose origins were in 2008. For a time, the problem nearly overwhelmed me. The problem was resolved, but I wish to warn the reader that snares placed years ago by others can trap a man. It ain’t fair, but that’s the way it is. I’m not so sure the sleepless nights were wasted. I puzzled out several problems while tossing and turning.

One of the mentors who crossed the river this year was a family member who lived on the Western Prairie. I have many fond memories of him. At a family gathering when I was in Junior High School, we were eating dinner with my family and his. There, I put a glob of hot sauce on a burger and ate it as a show of bravado. Soon, I was in a great deal of discomfort. Everyone laughed at my self-imposed foolishness and red, sweating face. Across the table was my mentor. He laughed also, but there was no malice. He was the sort of person who didn’t make mistakes and dealt with other people on the square. I’m probably the only person at that table who still remembers the event, and now that I’m reaching his age, I need to be the mentor who can laugh at someone’s foolish bravado without malice.