I am not the only one who is extraordinarily frustrated by the direction our nation is taking. I am hardly the first person to recommend limited government and active local communities. So why is nothing happening? Why are we all sleepwalking towards disaster?
The answer is inferior feminine energy. Real solutions are going to require a huge amount of hard work over a long period of time under difficult conditions. Feminine energy is about desire. It's about living your best life and making your dreams a reality. You do huge amounts of hard work over long periods of time under difficult conditions because you want to, not because you have to. As annoying as it may be, only women can provide the energy needed to power the Great Restoration.
Women are increasingly realizing that feminism does not work for them. Men are rejecting it. Trying to have it all just spikes your cortisol. Romanticizing your life is a fantastic way to build a warm and loving home; it is a terrible way to fix problems, lead companies, and win battles. Our country is collapsing, and cooking, cleaning, gardening and raising children are all important.
But look carefully! These are all masculine arguments. They are about necessity, not desire. These arguments will not work on women, nor should they. Women must be happy. You cannot share with others what you do not possess yourself. You cannot be endlessly patient when you are miserable. A woman must wake up every day grateful that she gets to live her life, and she cannot compromise on desire: either you want something, or you don't.
The Men of the West are not making feminine arguments because our women have hurt us too badly. The European Christian Patriarchy was historically fabulous for women. African women put sand in their vaginas before sex. Asian women actually face the nonexistent workplace discrimination feminists complain so bitterly about. Arabian women wear the hijab and are neither seen nor heard. Greek women were prizes given to men who conquered their towns. On top of everything else, the Men of the West freely gave women the right to vote and own property. And now that everything is going to shit, are you asking to follow us and help us fix things? Of course not. The Longhouse energy is only intensifying.
The actual problem is the inversion of feminine dream energy. Remember, a great woman is defined by her ability to choose happiness by immersing herself in her daily work, surrounding herself with beauty, and romanticizing her life, thus sustaining herself and everyone around her. Feminism is the reverse: women choosing misery, resentment, and ugliness and forming balls of negativity that gaslight each other into maintaining these positions. Every mistake by men individually or collectively is drawn out and savored, while positive actions are either ignored or taken as deserved.
Negative feminine energy is just as soul crushing as positive feminine energy is uplifting. Being targeted by a massive campaign of resentment and ingratitude is miserable. Watching modern women continue this campaign even as Western Civilization collapses is simply incomprehensible to us. It would be bad enough if we had treated you poorly. But we treated you well, and you responded by trying to use our gentle hearts to enslave us. The message the Women of the West are collectively sending is clear: ‘It is your privilege to take care of us. If we approve, we will follow you. If we do not, we will do whatever we want. Either way, when things go wrong, you will clean up after us. If you do not agree to our terms, we will burn the house down.’
This is the most demeaning form of slavery one could possibly imagine. We will not accept. We are burning with white hot rage and freezing with icy contempt. It is not possible to argue with someone who is determined to hate you. They have free will. Fortunately, feminists have one common feature: they all criticize the Men of the West from beneath the very umbrella of protection we provide. We are going to remove that umbrella. A few years in the migrant rape camps will dramatically improve their rotten attitudes.
But most women are looking for the exit, or would be, except that all of this masculine rage, no matter how justified, is making it impossible for them to just ask men to take the reins again. No man could put ‘I love being forced to do dirty work by a strong boss’ on his resume without courting disaster, especially if his boss was already infuriated with him. And much of the contempt simply isn't justified. All modern people have been the target of an unbelievably powerful, malicious, ubiquitous, seductive, destructive, historically unprecedented propaganda campaign. Many have fallen, even among men, and very few are truly standing tall under this immense pressure.
So, all we have to do is ignore the broken people and work out a new bargain between the sexes. This bargain will be much more favorable to men than what we have now, because men are amazing and wonderful and we deserve to be well paid.
Men stood by their fences and looked at the ruined corn, drying fast now, only a little green showing through the film of dust. The men were silent and they did not move often. And the women came out of the houses to stand beside their men—to feel whether this time the men would break. The women studied the men's faces secretly, for the corn could go, as long as something else remained. The children stood near by drawing figures in the dust with bare toes, and the children sent exploring senses out to see whether men and women would break. After a while the faces of the watching men lost their bemused perplexity and became hard and angry and resistant. Then the women knew that they were safe and that there was no break. Then they asked, What'll we do? And the men replied, I don't know. But it was all right. The women knew it was all right, and the watching children knew it was all right. Women and children knew deep in themselves that no misfortune was too great to bear if their men were whole.
The problem with this quote is that no man can actually say ‘I don't know, but it will be all right’. If you are going to ask your family to suffer with you, you must win. No one wants to suffer now to suffer more later! Overcoming any and all challenges is the awesome and terrifying responsibility of a man, and women want no part of it. Since we are taking on the responsibility, we must have the right to control the situation to ensure that nothing breaks that we can't fix, and since women do not understand any of this, they cannot understand true Justice, and we will be negotiating their half of the bargain for them.
Women cannot be happy unless they can passionately pursue their own dreams. It is impossible for a wife to submit to her husband purely voluntarily. She must argue with him, because there will always be areas that she understands better or information that she has but he does not. Most of the time they can work things out, but not always. When the warlike Viking ships appear on the horizon and he chooses to sacrifice her herd of dairy cows rather than risk a sortie, what can he say? He cannot explain the effectiveness of their round shields or swift ships or the hosts of the Captains he expects to come to his aid. He can only command, and trust that she will follow him blindly, and she cannot always do this. Even if she knows logically that being guided by her husband is far less painful than facing the warlike Vikings by herself, she can never totally overcome herself and exult in losing something she loves. She must know that she will not lose the bond she has carefully built over the years in a moment of frustration; he must know that no matter how heated things get, he is still in control. They may be equal in value, but not in authority.
Women live in a strange quantum superposition: by day they are our partners who build with us, while at night they are the sexual slaves who pleasure us. When this works, they triple dip, getting most of the freedom of a partner, only a little more responsibility than a slave, and the safe excitement of vigorous sex. When she knows he is strong enough to overcome her resistance without hurting her and he desires her too much to let her go even at her worst, she can fully relax. Sex is so bonding because the couple is practicing this. The stronger she is, the harder she wants to be fucked. I didn't feel that English had any suitable words for expressing the semi-voluntary nature of sex, so I created the new word bauglin, a contraction of the Sindarin bauglir, meaning tyrant, oppressor, or constrainer, and linda meaning beautiful singing. BAAWW-gleen is just a fun word!
The practical challenges remain truly immense. Sexual relationships are supposed to be medium affinity / high chemistry. If you feel too comfortable around your partner, one of you is being pulled too far out of their natural role. Worse, the couple are constantly cutting each other as they demand their partner live up to their responsibilities. Durability can only come from constant rapid emotional healing. Marriage is a sacrament because it is simply too hard for us without the periodic assistance of God.
Men are amazing and wonderful. We deserve tasty meals, clean homes, great sex, tremendous devotion, and constant gratitude. But if we are being well paid, then by definition women are bringing a lot to the table, and our new patriarchy must work out for them too. Once this new bargain has been hammered out, the Great Restoration will begin. Conservatism has failed so miserably because it has no bitch energy. Ploinkists will pursue their personal vision of truth and beauty with endless fiery determination. It will be like the Ronaldo meme: I will love it, and I think I deserve it. Anyone who gets in the way will be mercilessly excluded. The men leading our new communities are not going to take losers when the lives of their families and the fate of Western Civilization hang in the balance. Their women would not want them to. And then the Last Alliance will fight the Dark Lord and his deluded minions on the slopes of Mount Doom for the freedom of Middle-Earth.
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