Julian The Apostate

Julian The Apostate

Julian von Abele has done and said absolutely nothing wrong.

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Election Fever

I had two passing thoughts on elections while watching the recent Ontario municipal elections that I thought might be worthy of a little post.

First, I know all the criticisms of democracy from Moldbug and others. Let’s just take all of them as given. I’d like to talk about the positives. One of the major positive aspects of democracy that I recently read about in The Elephant in the Brain (book review forthcoming) is that elections act sort of like a placebo. Even if your individual vote won’t do anything meaningful (it won’t), you still feel better for having done something. This effect has its drawbacks, specifically that it makes people less likely to feel the need to do something that would actually help their situation. Nevertheless, this is something that makes people feel better.

Similarly, I have noticed an interesting phenomenon on election days. While voting is open, and after the polls close but before the results start rolling in, there’s always a wonderful, hopeful energy in the air. Both sides think there’s a good chance their team will win, so for a brief period, no one is angry. Before the voting starts, both sides are fighting tooth and nail for every vote. After the results come in, the losers are angry, and the winners are gloating. But for that brief period between those two, there is a lovely peaceful calm. I cherish those moments, the energy they contain feels like what an actually harmonious society would experience every day.

My other, related observation comes from reading Plutarch’s Parallel Lives of the Noble Greeks and Romans. There are several stories in Lives that make clear that there are worse things than voting. Many of the stories that Plutarch chronicles involve the deposing of “tyrants.” What the populace does to those tyrants (and their families) after they’ve been deposed is truly horrifying. Rape, torture, murder, you name it, the tyrants had that done to them. What this made me realize is that, even in highly regarded classical civilizations like the Greeks and Romans, mob violence is swift, brutal, and terrifying. If a mob believes that you are a bad person, there is nothing they won’t do to you. With that in mind, maybe having a placebo effect making people think they’re doing something without needing to resort to mob violence isn’t so bad. I would certainly prefer to be voted out of office than to be torn limb from limb after watching my wife and daughters raped and murdered. Maybe that’s just me though.

Have fun voting in the midterms America!

SCOTME, SCOTYOU, SCOTUS

Note: Citation needed for basically this whole article. I’m on the road (does it count as being “on the road” if you’re actually on a navigable waterway?) And I don’t have the ability to look up a lot of the stuff I’m referencing. You guys trust me, right?

Vanity Fair just put out a rather confusing article. The title in particular is incredibly baffling to anyone who knows how the United States government is structured:

“The Supreme Court is in Danger of Losing a Generation of Voters.”

Why would the Supreme Court possibly care about this? They aren’t voted in. They don’t have to look at approval numbers. The whole point of an independent judiciary is that it’s independent. It doesn’t answer to anyone, especially not voters. So why would Vanity Fair, a publication that employs people who at the very least went through highschool civics classes, publishing something this far outside the way things work?

Pictured: Not Difficult

There is an article somewhere on fivethirtyeight.com that analyzes the political leanings of Supreme Court Justices over time. It found that, with very few exceptions, Justices become more liberal as their term progresses. One of the possible explanations given for this phenomenon is that as a Justice gets closer to the end of his or her career, he or she becomes more concerned with their legacy, and matching what they believe the future will look like. Since everyone these days believes in Neo-Whig History, that means that Justices tend to become more liberal.

Somewhere deep in the archives of Unqualified Reservations, Moldbug once posited that it was popular opinion that shaped the way that the Supreme Court ruled. This, he said, was done directly, by making the universities produce more and more liberal lawyers, who would eventually become more and more liberal judges, who would be nominated to be more and more liberal Supreme Court candidates.

However, Moldbug also said that this was done indirectly. No one likes being hated. If the public is convinced that anyone who takes a particular position should be hated, then anyone, even Supreme Court Justices, would be less likely to take that position. Who influences what the public thinks? Obviously, in part, the media.

With that in mind, the Vanity Fair article becomes much less nonsensical. It is not attempting to inform the public of something that actually matters and failing miserably. The article is, quite literally, a threat aimed directly at the independent judiciary. The subtext of the article is “Straighten up and fly left, or we will make sure the future hates you.”

I am certain that this is not the first time that a publication has threatened the Supreme Court in this way. It’s done subtly every time an article makes a reference to the opinions of young people on issues that may come before the Supreme Court. However, it is usually given at least the veneer of respectable and useful journalism. In the instance, the mask slipped, and the ugly face of Neo-Whig demotism was shown for a moment.

I can’t imagine that this will be happening less in the future.

Bystanders, Language, and Rallies

Bystanders, Language, and Rallies

Disclaimer: I’ve said, many times before, don’t punch right. And I’ve mostly kept quiet, as people to my right (I guess? I’m not sure how monarchism and national socialism interact on the ol’ spectrum) make what I believe to be unforced errors. I’ve spoken to a few of these people privately, but I feel like I’m obscure enough and this is an apolitical enough point that I can get away with it, just this once. Alright, enough disclaimers. On to the main event.

Middle America, even white, right wing middle America, doesn’t like Hitler.

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Happy Canada Day!

Happy Canada Day everyone.

I figured I should say SOMETHING today, it being Canada’s 150th birthday.

What I really want to say is, I love this country. Yes, it’s been corrupted beyond belief. Yes, various rootless cosmopolitans are insistent on importing literally anyone they can find. Yes, we vote like idiots.

But we’re a good people. We’re kind. Despite the best efforts of our politicians, we still value community. Even our greatest follies come from being too considerate, too willing to give others the benefit of the doubt. We were moulded by an environment that required a mindset like that to survive, and so we are susceptible to people who would take advantage of that.

In short, there is no where in the world that I’d rather live than small town Canada. It is a beautiful country, with many beautiful people. We were the only place in the world to beat America in a war before World War Two, and we did it twice!

I want to protect Canada, from hostile forces both foreign and domestic. I’m not sure the best way how, but I am doing my best to figure that out.

I’ll leave you with the lyrics to Canada’s first national anthem, The Maple Leaf Forever.

In days of yore,
from Britain’s shore,
Wolfe, the dauntless hero, came
And planted firm Britannia’s flag
On Canada’s fair domain.
Here may it wave, our boast, our pride
And, joined in love together,
The thistle, shamrock, rose entwine
The Maple Leaf forever!

The Maple Leaf, our emblem dear,
The Maple Leaf forever!
God save our Queen and Heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever!

At Queenston Heights and Lundy’s Lane,
Our brave fathers, side by side,
For freedom, homes and loved ones dear,
Firmly stood and nobly died;
And those dear rights which they maintained,
We swear to yield them never!
Our watchword evermore shall be
“The Maple Leaf forever!”

The Maple Leaf, our emblem dear,
The Maple Leaf forever!
God save our Queen
and heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever!

Our fair Dominion now extends
From Cape Race to Nootka Sound;
May peace forever be our lot,
And plenteous store abound:
And may those ties of love be ours
Which discord cannot sever,
And flourish green o’er freedom’s home
The Maple Leaf forever!

The Maple Leaf, our emblem dear,
The Maple Leaf forever!
God save our Queen
and heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever!

On merry England’s far famed land
May kind heaven sweetly smile,
God bless old Scotland evermore
and Ireland’s Em’rald Isle!
And swell the song both loud and long
Till rocks and forest quiver!
God save our Queen and Heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever!

The Maple Leaf, our emblem dear,
The Maple Leaf forever!
God save our Queen
and heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever!

Happy Birthday Canada.

Love,

A Fuckin’ Leaf