So I want to move on from the whole Pax Dickinson thing, but I feel I would be remiss to do so without first mentioning a remarkable post on Roosh’s Return of King blog with the seemingly innocuous title Pax Dickinson And The Culture Of Tolerance. Written by a Roosh forum regular who goes by the name scorpion (nice), the post is ostensibly a critique of alleged “cultural Marxists” whom, he charges, “claim to be tolerant of everything [yet] are … intolerant of traditional masculine behavior … .”
But his post is in fact a plea for intolerance so over the top that, save for some manosphere-specific jargon, and its focus on “feminists, white knights, manginas, fat acceptance activists and homosexuals” rather than, you know, Jews, it might as well have come straight from the pages of Hitler’s Mein Kampf.
I know, I know. Godwin. But just read this shit. Scorpion accuses the “politically correct internet hit squad” of
encouraging and mainstreaming the most bizarre and marginal human behaviors in a perverse quest to prove themselves the most tolerant of all their peers. …
What this is, really, is the elevation of the deranged and deformed along with the simultaneous tearing down of the strong and traditional. They are threatened by the sight of a masculine, red pill man like Pax Dickinson who unapologetically speaks his mind without fear of offending anyone. … Every time they see him they are acutely conscious of their own inferiority, so they conspire to end him. It’s like a gang of angry, deformed and diseased street cripples overcoming a confident and successful alpha male.
Yeah, not so much.
It’s here that Scorpion really begins to channel old Mr. Hitler.
These people don’t understand that by tolerating every type of degenerate behavior, they are destroying the culture. Imagine what would happen if your immune system suddenly became tolerant of everything. Within days or weeks your body would become host to dozens of infections and viruses, and you would quickly die. That’s exactly what these people are doing to our culture. … And so the body of the West has become filled with disease.
That. my friends, is Fascism.
Naturally, Scorpion predicts that these nasty “cultural Marxists” will get what’s coming to them in the end:
A backlash against these people is starting to build. … Within a few decades will come a rebirth of more traditional values, and these cultural Marxist social justice warriors will become nothing more than a relic of an ignominious era in our history. … Our descendents will be unable to comprehend how such an absurd ideology was able to take root in society. It will be as incomprehensible and perverse to them as the idea of suddenly chopping off their own body parts (which is fittingly a practice esteemed by the social justice warriors under the guise of “transgenderism”).
Is there some sort of new requirement that every article on Return of Kings contain transphobia?
These fools think they have found the one true god, but in reality they are simply a cult of death and decay. They are the patron saints of the sick and the twisted, the degenerate and the deformed. … It’s too late to save the West as we currently know it; but like a Phoenix, a new Western culture will rise from the ashes, a culture with traditional values and a healthy immune system to protect itself against degenerate cultural scum. And it won’t soon tolerate these worshippers of tolerance.
Yes, that’s right, a gang of Don Juan wannabes on an internet forum, united around a skeezy sex tourist and self-professed date rapist, have managed to convince themselves that they are the last bastions of traditional morality in a world gone wrong.
In the wake of Roosh’s viciously racist attacks on the critics of Dickinson, and his publishing of what is essentially a fascist tantrum, I think it’s fair to say that he has thrown his lot in entirely with the racist right wing of the manosphere, alongside such other charming fellows as Heartiste and Jack Donovan and Matt Forney. Indeed, in some ways he’s even outdoing them in the hate department. (Donovan in particular is a lot more affable about his racism.)
It’s a weird choice on Roosh’s part, because the hardest-core white supremacists out there have made very clear that they don’t see him as one of them. Because he’s of Persian descent, and therefore, in their minds, not really white. Indeed, several years back, one regular on the notorious Stormfront forums posted a “warning to Estonian women” that
[a] really nasty sex tourist from America (of Middle Eastern descent) has arrived in Tartu, Estonia. He came from Latvia after staying there a month or two. His goal is to lure into sex as many Estonian women as possible, especially very young girls. His name is Daryush Valizedeh, nickname – Roosh, and he is a pick up artist who believes women should be treated “like garbage”. This includes beautiful, young white women of Baltic and Nordic descent.
The Stormfronters tracked him as he made his way around Eastern Europe; one suggested he was not only not white but that he was literally part Neanderthal.
Roosh and the neo-Nazis: sounds like a match made in heaven.
Pecunium — it’s mayo if you want to get back at me for the mango teasing. Thankfully you have to be fairly close to smell it (also, in non-food thing…I’m highly averse to rubber and latex, I much prefer not to touch either [no, not allergic, they just make my skin crawl…this more or less includes condoms, making my “they’re called condoms” ever so ironic])
/over sharing
That whole “bad things can’t happen” sounds like the stupid Law of Attraction with a dose of shitty notions about karma/reincarnation etc thrown in.
For what it’s worth, ‘cultural Marxism’ has been an antisemitic dog whistle for a few years now.
Indigo Children supposedly have difficulty with authority and discipline, refuse to play by the rules, can’t stand waiting in line or taking turns, and have a deep sense of “royalty” (due to being a new race of beings sent here to change the vibrational energy of the human race). They are not shy about telling adults who they are and why they’re here. It encompasses children with neurological challenges such as ADHD and autism, but also precocious/gifted kids with an overdeveloped sense of entitlement.
The really pernicious aspect of it is that it encourages parents to avoid seeking medical help for their kids. With a simple reframing of the issue, little Czneauphlaque no longer requires any adult intervention. Problematic behaviors are explained away as traits of a spiritually advanced race that ordinary humans can’t understand. The parents get to replace guilt and worry with an ego trip, and forego the hard work of teaching their child to cope with the real world.
When you’re blue pill you’re blue pill all the way
From your first douchey troll to your last MRA
I’d snap my fingers, but they’re too gnarled by degeneracy.
On the OP: I’m confused about the Neanderthal thing. I used to have the same sort of morbid fascination with white supremacists that people here have with MRA’s and similar, and I seem to remember seeing Neanderthal admixture as being the thing that created The Wonderful White Man, as distinct from their Indo-Aryan ancestors – i.e., Persians and north Indians*, who tended to get some sort of “not quite white but as long as they’re not muslims they’re not absolute scum” card as opposed to being just awful subhuman non-whites or the sort of soulless-genius-force-of-evil stereotypes that Jewish people and East Asians sometimes got. I would’ve thought seeing Neanderthal in someone would be a good thing.
*Yes, it’s more complicated than that, but white supremacists are not the smartest of people.
Also, does anyone else feel that this might be some sort of incredibly distasteful AIDS joke?
Witchy kitty disapproves of bigots
http://instagram.com/p/ePb13WF-x8/
Witchy kitty’s friend keeps lookout for racist, ableist, facist misogynists
http://instagram.com/p/ePcAw1l-yE/
What cute kitties! I don’t think I’ve ever seen eyes quite like witchy kitty’s. Very pretty. Almost hazel, to my eyes, but that could be my brain associating “witch” with “hazel”.
Beran-bear (witchy kitty)’s eyes are a hazel mixture of brown and green. Good spot. Brond (kitty up the tree) has used the cat flap for the first time, this morning. Scary times 🙂
I thought the immune system metaphor was a nasty swipe at AIDS, too.
With any luck, you’ll now have a fortnight or so where it’s a fun novelty instead of an indignity to be suffered only no human is within meowing distance to open the door for him/her.
“A new western culture will rise from the ashes, a culture with traditional values and a healthy immune system…”
Can we get a Sarumanesque reading of this? I was reading it with that voice in my head and it made it quite hilarious.
@cassandra says
Okay, sleepiness + eyebrow conversation is making me actually talk instead of
hidinglurking. (current status when not feeling so hot.)I’m going to have to disagree and say (idk about bushy but at least big) big eyebrows are as hot as fuck. Maybe if they’re going all over the place I disagree, but I love big eyebrows. I have a thing against brow ridges though. idk why. Just not my thing.
Sadly I can’t judge having not seen Roosh, but I think Suraj Sharma is pretty hot and I’m a lesbian. (have I mentioned I’m homosexual today?) I accidently misread that as “Indian men” not “Indian people” so he was the first person I went to.
And I feel like I make no sense right now and am as rambly as fuck, so you guys tell me if I’m being really annoying and I’ll shut up.
@LBT
Do they have any light weight/ foldable ones? Fade’s got a foldable cane, which isn’t terribly like crutches, but I was wondering if they have something similar. Idk if I’m making any sense, mobility devices aren’t something I know a lot about.
Right? Somehow the culture which they feel most comfortable with, and which most benefits them, is objectively the “best” one.
Ah, the old “psychiatric meds are destroying creativity” line. They usually pedestalize people like Van Gogh or Ernest Hemingway, arguing that treating their illnesses would have deprived the world of their artistic achievements, and the art we have nowadays is just not as good, and people with MIs should stop taking their meds so the rest of us can have art, and blah blah barf. I fucking hate this shit.
It does have a whiff of 19th-century “scientific racism” to it, doesn’t it?
Someone clearly doesn’t hang out on the fluffier Pagan message boards. Or Tumblr’s “tulpa” tag.
Au contraire: one of the more valid criticisms of the New Age movement is its individual focus and its members’ tendency toward self-involvement on their quest for “personal transformation”. There’s not much community involvement or focus on others. It certainly matches my experience of New Agers and their writings.
Ah, the old “psychiatric meds are destroying creativity” line. They usually pedestalize people like Van Gogh or Ernest Hemingway, arguing that treating their illnesses would have deprived the world of their artistic achievements, and the art we have nowadays is just not as good, and people with MIs should stop taking their meds so the rest of us can have art, and blah blah barf. I fucking hate this shit.
In due fairness, I’ve experienced with both geodon and seroquel that the disorientation and difficulty with spatial understanding those created DID interfere with my creative processes. The few drawings I have from that era often are flatter and have less precise linework than pieces done before or after those meds. This was in the early to mid-2000’s, in the city hospital system for the most part (yes, I find this a factor). In my current treatment program I’ve been told the dosages I was given were far too high, and that over-medicating wasn’t unusual in the recent past. Currently on a very low dose of medication, I’ve found my positive symptoms have subsided without affecting my creative ability (or ability to function in general, as a high dose of geodon did.)
And I suspect if this WAS prevalent as I’ve been told, especially for those relegated to city hospitals/medicaid programs, it may have given rise to the idea of meds destroying creativity. Overdoses and constant mixing up of meds, with poor therapy, do mess with creativity. Lower, controlled doses of meds, with caretakers who work WITH the patient instead of ON them, don’t.
But all that New Age law of attraction indigo crystal child stuff can bite me.
@jennydevildoll,
In my one and (so far–knocks on wood) only full-blown outbreak of depression, I self-medicated with writing, exercise, and cross stitch. I wrote more that summer than I have ever done in any period of time since, and I’ve completed Nanowrimo five times in a row.
It was complete crap, but I was just entering seventh grade, so I’m not sure that had anything to do with the depression.
So I can see where some people would be at least more productive when depressed, especially episodes that are not complete motivation-destroyers (mine manifested as an obsession with death and the uselessness of everything–actually doing something helped me not think about death.)
But if someone told me that could have been fixed with drugs (see seventh grade–and it wasn’t noticeable enough for my parents to notice) I would have jumped on the chance. Luckily for me, it petered out when I went back to school. I had a few times later that I thought it might happen again, but it never developed into full-fledged depression.
Ironically, my only extended period of therapy was for stress/anxiety. I loved my therapist. She was great.
Even if drugs did completely, inevitably destroy creativity, that would be no reason to make people live without them. Lots of amazing creative work is inspired by horrifying things that happened to someone in real life, for instance, but we don’t go around murdering people’s loved ones in the hopes that they’ll create great art as a result.
Well, maybe the Lesswrong utilitarians would…
katz,
I’m not as prolific as I was then (but then again, I’ve been in school/working full time since then) but I still write. I also write better, but um… seventh grade.
@cloudiah, re: the whole non-Reddit r/mr thing…
It’s possible they’re looking to start pulling in money; a Reddit-affiliated group I hang out with now is currently considering distancing themselves from Reddit and having a name change so that they can risk making a profit when throwing events. The difference being that any profit from my group would go into funding the next event, and ideally the profit margin will be super low, because we’re interested in throwing socials for cheap people rather than, y’know, defrauding people. Also we have an anti-harassment policy.
But yeah, could be they’re trying to dodge issues with Reddit over for-profit moneymaking schemes. It would not surprise me at all.
Emilygoddess – you are correct. I know what tulpas are, and I know what Tumblr is; the possibilities resulting from a mix of the two alarm me. I’m going to enjoy not checking that out today. I’d rather go to Creepypasta and read about Candle Cove.
Also, our sons have a laundry list of issues, concerns and problems, but at least their parents don’t believe that they’re indigo children. My husband may have been one when he was younger,though.
So… I got my first psychotic episode when I was ten (yeah, I know that’s unusually early) and I totally thought I was the most special person in the universe. For years later I would believe, not always but often enough, that I was an exorcist, chosen to battle demons, and super-duper-special because I could sense the presence of demons and understand the magic that bind them while every other human being on the planet was just BLIND to the truth.
Imagine growing up like that and having parents that encourage you. Yeah.
For me, medication makes me more creative. But that’s because my depression is a horribly pedestrian, unattractive blend of lowered self esteem and lowered initiative. Nothing romantic, at all. I used to think depression made people more sensitive and therefore more creative, but the truth seems to be that it is a complete dampener on all skills and emotions except utter hopelessness. Medication gives me room to breathe, think and do things, and thus it helps my creative process to get going.
Rambly, sorry. Also, chocolate stout is strong stuff, and my feet feel funny,
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m hardly ever depressed, but often fall into hypomania… Since I know there are several of bipolar people here, I want to ask you something:
I’ve noticed that my sense of logic starts to get screwed up with fairly little hypomania. I’ll see inductive arguments as deductive. I can think around this tendency if I concentrate super hard, but it’s really difficult, because… lots of arguments just look so deductive to my hypomanic mind.
I wonder if anyone else has noticed something similar? It does seem plausible that this would be a widespread symptom, considering that full-blown mania makes you see all kinds of connections between all kinds of things. Seeing arguments as deductive when they’re not would be a very mild version of the same phenomenon. Yet, I’ve never read anything about it, or heard anyone else mention it as a symptom. Maybe everyone has this when they’re hypomanic, but it only becomes a real problem for someone who’s a philosopher by trade?
Dvärghundspossen — yeah I do that too, but musing on how obviously connected one social movement is to another isn’t really a noticeable problem the way it could be with formal logic.
Regarding if I saw the OP shit as comparing liberalism to AIDS — yes.
“Well, maybe the Lesswrong utilitarians would…”
No, the one’s I’ve dealt with are the forced medication sort, since obviously we crazies aren’t thinking clearly enough to rationally decline meds. More things that make me stabby.
Like, Van Gogh? Should he have been offered meds if available? Yes. Should he have been forced to take them? No. And I do use him as an argument against forced medication, but not as an argument against ALL medication. That is, forcing it would surely prevent some art that we’d want (human rights arguments fail on people with LessWrongitis) and it should remain the person’s choice what drugs to take, if any.
I, for one, am less than thrilled with lamictal as I have fuck all creativity and it doesn’t touch the depression side…but can’t do anti-depressants without a mood stabilizer. But I’m of the opinion that mild hypomania, depending your profession, and/or hobbies, can actually be a good thing in terms of output. Mostly because I end up with the energy to create stuff, without the nagging “it’ll suck, you suck at this”…which is fine for making art, worst case is I make shitty art. Not so fine when that nagging voice may have a point (not that you suck at philosophy Dvärghundspossen, but that questioning your logic is important when logic is your profession)
I tend to collect a list of shit that needs to be dealt with, but requires energy, and then pour myself into it when hypomanic. So it works alright.
Disclaimer for those new around here, or absent lately — I have a shitty psych (oh! Good news! With my mother’s new hours I won’t be seeing that meds psych anymore! And talk psych took my complaints seriously enough to suss out what exactly my problem was and then go back to what I think we should be doing [I have to be social in person, pecunium counts though, so it works {well, assuming his schedule gets less sucky, that’s why he hasn’t been around here much}])