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I remember the early autumn of 2016, just before Donald Trump was elected President of America. I was sitting on the terrace of a very trendy bar with a very good friend, and we were on our 6th or 7th glass of rum. It was one of those blessed Mediterranean nights where the scorching heat of the day had receded and the moisture of the air was slowly cooling, (more…)
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I hear it’s that time of year again when woke capital takes time out of its busy schedule to celebrate sexual deviancy and the courage of the gays. As has become customary, I will now use this time to reflect on the past — specifically, the 2001 French comedy Le Placard (The Closet). (more…)
Jozef Brandt, Return from Vienna, 1883.
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I’m a pretty cold-hearted realist, but after such a buildup of how the Right has been losing again and again for over a century, I expected something perhaps a bit more stirring. Some call to arms, or flowering prose. Instead, you essentially offer “Who knows? Our luck may change; stranger things have happened.” (more…)
Charles Marion Russell, To the Victor Belongs the Spoils, 1901.
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May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.
— Capt. Malcolm Reynolds, Firefly
I remember one time, in the halcyon days of 2016, being mocked by a conservative for “fetishizing losers.” (more…)
Philippe Halsman photographs Salvador Dalí, Decline of hair on the face, 1954.
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It’s the most basic thing in the world. You can look at a rock, think it’s a bear, and run away. Or you can glimpse a bear, assume it’s a rock, and get eaten. Over time, evolution will select for seeing bears, when in fact, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, it’s just rocks. Then clever fools will come and say that believing in a bear infestation is primitive superstition, and that they, taught by “science” and “logic,” have surmised that there are no bears among the rocks. In fact, bears do not even exist. (more…)
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For a while now, I’ve found that I cannot bring myself to enjoy new films, new TV shows, and other new media, not only due to the active war on whiteness waged therein. I expected Netflix’s Barbarians to be no different, but people were talking it up and I was having trouble sleeping, so I thought, what the hell. I wasn’t quite prepared for what I saw. This may be the first series that I have, as the kids would say, binge-watched. (more…)
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There’s a kind of conservative article which is by now very predictable.
Leftists are doing something outrageous. Where before they did it in the shadows, they are now doing it with impunity, which is causing dissatisfaction not only among conservatives, but also among normal, law-abiding, hard-working, and otherwise platitudinal people. (more…)
Dimitar Pandilov, Harvesters, 1936.
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Let’s talk about nationalism.
You’ve probably been told that there are two kinds of nationalism: ethnic and civic. This is true. You’ve probably been told that nationalism is a Left-wing phenomenon. This is partially true. (more…)
Prince Philip and Queen Elizabeth watch horse races in 1968
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The death of His Royal Highness Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh kicked up some forgotten echoes of an older form of dissent from the orthodoxy. While the identitarian side of the Dissident Right had reserved reactions, the more conspiratorial-minded saw fit to break out in outright celebration of the old man’s death. It reminded me of the conspiracy theories that were in vogue before the rise of the identitarian Right. The number of people repeating these things showed that these ideas are still very much in vogue today and that identitarian concerns have yet to supplant them as the dominant concern. (more…)
The Falangist Sección Femenina salutes before delivering food to the needy, Pascual Marín, 1937.
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Allow me, dear reader, to take you on a fantastic journey to a mythical time known as the “middle tens.” It was a period between 2012 and 2018 when the hottest political movement was populism. All the cool kids were populists, and we were witnessing the rise of something new and exciting, something that would later be described as national populism. (more…)
Norman Rockwell, Doctor and Doll, 1942.
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I’m a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly!
We live in an era of apparently rampant transsexualism. The media insist upon spotlighting various gender-benders and forcing them down the throat of a captive audience, at which point vinegar-drinking moral guardians insist that the captive audience reiterates the lies (more…)
Detail, Henry Arthur McArdle, Dawn at the Alamo, 1905.
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Say what you want about white nationalists, they play life on the highest difficulty.
— Some leftoid on twitter dot com
If you read Leftist and conservative treatments of why people join terrorist organizations like Al-Qaeda or ISIS, you see a lot of hand-wringing about poverty, lack of education, lack of opportunity, et cetera. (more…)
Irina Ivanova, Daniil Kharms, 2016.
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Some time ago, I resolved not to fall into old habits and immerse myself in Russian absurdist literature while the world burned. I’m sad to report that as usual, I’ve failed in my resolution and spent the past weeks immersed in Russian absurdist literature. It’s an interesting period of Russian literature, one inextricably linked from the context of its time. One can hardly imagine that anything like OBERIU existing anywhere outside of the early Soviet Union, outside of Russia. (more…)
Detail, Francisco Goya , Saturn Devouring his Son, 1819-1823.
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As usual, it starts with an anecdote — a “friend of a friend” kind of story. There was a guy who raised pigs. He wasn’t a professional pig farmer, but he raised some hogs on the side. He lived in a town with a large cakes and sweets company. So, to save on pig feed, he’d purchase the cakes and sweets unfit for human consumption and their byproducts from the factory. That’s what he used to feed the hogs. (more…)
Daniil Kharms
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All the, all the, all the trees
And all the, all the, all the stones
All of, all of nature — peef.
All the, all the, all the lads
And all the, all the, all the virgins
And all of, all of matrimony — puff.
All the, all the, all the Slavs
And all the, all the, all the Jews
And all the, all the Russias — poof. (more…)
Charles Le Brun, The Suicide of Cato of Utica, 1646.
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So, in fact, this is not a humiliating defeat at all, but a rare species of victory.
— Cato the Younger, blackpiller.
In this amazing modern world that we’ve built for ourselves, the shower is the only place we’re not surrounded by electronics, at least for now. (more…)
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The past few months have seen the dissolution of several dissident narratives, even as the year 2020 worked overtime to produce them. Many people developed a healthy skepticism of the governments and reigning elites in the West. More who were already skeptical about governments and elites upgraded their skepticism to outright distrust of and hostility towards those groups. (more…)
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Allow me, dear reader, to open with two interesting anecdotes. Each depicts an interaction between myself and law enforcement officers. One is pleasant, the other isn’t. Both end happily and both would have ended in my arrest and possibly death if they’d happened in America or Britain. (more…)
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Grandpa pissed his pants again,
He don’t give a damn.
Brother Billy has both guns drawn,
He ain’t been right since Viet Nam.
I’m going down to the Dewdrop Inn
See if I can’t drink enough.
There ain’t much to country livin’
Sweat, piss, jizz, and blood.
— Warren Zevon, “Play It All Night Long” (more…)
Phil Eiger Newmann, Schumer, 2020.
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I gathered from the conversation that the owner of the name had once been a regular contributor to much more widely read conservative publications, the kind that have salaried congressional correspondents and full-service LexisNexis accounts, but that he was welcome at those august portals no longer. In all innocence, I asked why this was so. “Oh,” explained one of my companions, “he got the Jew thing.” (more…)
Josip Broz Tito and Sophia Loren, presumably post-coitus.
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Yes, fellows, it’s that time of year again. Once again, the extremely online youth will foreswear masturbation for a whole month in a ritual known as No Nut November. One of the few salutary phenomena to arise out of social media culture, it will at some point in the future be heralded as an antecedent of whatever ideological/religious (more…)
Vasily Surikov, A God’s Fool Sitting on the Snow, 1885.
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Before the American general election, my friends kept asking me who’d be the likely winner, Trump or Biden. My response, which infuriated everyone who got it, was usually some variation of “define winning.”
Do you mean who’ll win the most votes? Do you mean who’ll win the elections, presuming no shenanigans, which was a laughable proposition even before the evidence started pouring in for America’s advanced banana republicanism? (more…)
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There are many bad films out there.
There are many cynical cash grab films. There are many sequels that should have never been made. There are many films that serve to convince the makers that their time has not come and gone. (more…)
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If you’re looking for a film to get you good and spooked for Halloween, you can’t go wrong with Event Horizon, the 1996 sci-fi horror directed by Paul W. S. Anderson. The spooky atmosphere, the gore, the violence, the senselessness of the horror, the simultaneous claustrophobia and agoraphobia of a vast, cavernous spaceship in Neptune’s upper atmosphere all add up to provide a unique experience. But more important to us is the existential meaning of such horrors as the movie has to offer. (more…)
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This week’s edition of Каунтэр-Карренц has arrived.
Counter-Currents is trying to raise $150,000 this year. Thus far, we have received 675 donations totaling $95,411.84, for which we are enormously grateful. Thus we are almost two-thirds of the way there! We will keep the fundraiser going as long as needed but the ultimate deadline is the end of the year, less than three months away.
To help us reach our goal, a generous donor has offered a $5,000 matching grant, (more…)
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“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.” (more…)
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Well, it has finally happened. After years of saber-rattling, Armenia and Azerbaijan have gone to war over Nagorno-Karabakh, a self-governing area formally within Azerbaijan, but with an Armenian majority population. The great powers of the world as well as the regional powers are, of course, getting involved. Both Turkey and Iran border the region, as well as Russia, (more…)
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All that mattered in these pieces was to link a well-known name with a subject of current topical interest. The reader may consult Ziegenhalss for some truly startling examples; he gives hundreds.
— Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game
I was recently asked if Hermann Hesse is a man of the Right. My answer, such as it was, was a qualified yes. (more…)
