Friday, February 28, 2014

One



  1. On Television: crime reporting, fires, ‘economic’ news
We used to be rattled by many things that gave meaning to our experience in a good way—a great storm, a flood, lightening, a fight with a puma, venomous snakes, jumping from a cliff in pursuit of an animal, fire, desert, cold, a fight to the death with another man or animal

There is none of this now. In large parks, police without weapons patrol the adult playground to ensure minors below the age of 16 do not utilize exercise machines. When children arrive and begin to play on the machines, police without weapons rush in to evacuate the area of the minors.

Very little spontaneous fear remains.

Matrices synthesize fear once authentically experienced. The herd class is addicted to the adrenaline of the ‘news’: fire, ‘war,’ ‘terrorism,’ ‘robbery.’ Tragedies are, for the satisfying draw of adrenaline--and for the great relief the horrible event did not, in fact, transpire in the life of the viewer—great pleasure centers. The matrix provides, and the viewer receives, exactly what is required for a complete addiction, a complete control over the farm animal. For women: jealousy, cooking, stories of revenge, infidelity, the shaming of the obese and the ugly, the pedestalization of the beautiful, the famous, the rich, the powerful. For the degraded woman (growing in astounding numbers): zombies, witchcraft, horror movies, terror, psychopaths, mob violence, gang violence—in general, cruelty, violence, macabre spectacle. What has happened to women that murder, torture, cruelty, zombie violence, mob violence, gang warfare and gang culture are suddenly of interest, are suddenly so greatly pleasing? How is it that a woman in her 20s had come from a young girl who held her doll, cared for others, to, now, a woman who embraces great violence, great terror, in order that she feel normal, in order that she feel calm?

I contend the occurrence of these phenomena are no different than the occurrence of similar phenomena in men who climb mountains, run marathons, fight in mixed martial arts. Women, historically, felt satisfied when their men rescued them in the midst of great terror. There is some evidence that in evolution, the rape from the dominant invader has shaped the evolutionary psyche of the woman. A woman, completely quarantined from any contact with what historically counted as reality, with what historically counted as a real man, for example, seeks something now to combat her ennui. She goes to the nightclub to for her one nigh stand. She has sexual intercourse with black men, oftentimes completely unprotected. She enjoys her being chocked and punched, slapped, dominated. And she can then return to the banausic ennui of her matrix existence in which she has been deprived of authentic men, and authentic life, of an environment in which she can be her destiny, a mother. Sadly, a man in a matrix must avoid a modern woman precisely for the values which she embraces: her narcissism (which works, perfectly, to protect her status in the matrix and to further goad her participation in the matrix), her materialism, her vanity, her jealousy, her insecurity, her sexual drive, her need to be dominated by a strong man. 

The Western man may well be completely fucked, but something, something still remains, there is still something masculine, at times, which can be revealed. The same cannot be said about the Western woman. So long as there is a desire to supplant feminine values with masculine values, there will never be a creature more tragic that the Western woman in her current captivity in the Western matrix.



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