Requiem for Humanity
A call to love humanity, once more.
I remember how shocked everyone was when China made their one-child-policy. Today, such a measure would not only be seen in a favorable light by much of the population, but is in fact a useless enterprise in lieu of the dropping fertility rates around the world.
This piece is adressed, first and foremost to the West, to the developed world, though it may be just as applicable to the rest of our planet’s inhabitants in a decade or two.
The climate catastrophe, whether imminent, or far off, whether made up, or veritable, is an imminent reality in the eyes of political discourse today. It is thus that billionaires, and politicians, whom have exploited the masses, prevented the development of billions, and abused and threatened the livelihood of countless individuals today push an antihuman discourse, a hateful discourse, which makes us, responsible.
Us. Not them, not those whom have been exploiting nature and man alike without regard for either, no we the people are the culprits. Much of the reason why the Left, whom once stood for the people, a bastion for social equality, worker’s rights, and defending the meek, is today fled by those it claims to protect is due to it having forfeighted them for other ideals. No longer are they defenders of the people, rather they defend the liberal “freedom” that is nothing more but bourgeois ideology: the rights of the individual supplants the rights of the collective.
Whether its taxing gas and lowering speed limits and thus punishing the poor, making their movement slower, more costly, and longer, whilst letting companies dump millions of barrels of toxic waste into our rivers, trash into our oceans, and CO2 into our atmosphere.
Whether its the incessant stand by elite minorities, the rights of women afforded to men.
Whether its the unending attacks on tradition, family, unity, and prosperity, security, and justice.
Its not only the Left of course, the Right hasn’t been conservative for most of recent history. Being only adamant abount conserving the White Race, or attacking any economic improvement for the masses, be it affordable healthcare, or social security, as utopian fantasy, unatainnable, and inexorably linked to the massacres and tragedies of the Socialist Genocides of the 20th century.
They both work in tandem, in a perfectly crafted, balance. Whilst we, are pushed and tied into their ideological fallacious ruin, they profit, deter, and enslave.
Our history is shared, common, painful but, somehow, nostalgic. Why is it that in shows, portraying our violent and barbaric past, whether of Vikings, Knights, or Samurai, we feel a warmth in them?
On the one hand, it may simply be a natural tendency to look with awe upon our ancestors. Indeed only those with a meek sense of self, will self-righteously judge those of the past, thus giving themselves unearned congratulations, which they can only grant themselves, since no one ever granted them anything of the sort.
But there is more. I find myself —If I may speak in the first person, and thus breach an unsaid contract with my reader placed upon by my impersonal tone prior, which literature hath made into an edict for the distinguished rhetoretician —longing, almost crying at times, when witnessing long held moral traditions that are today nothing but a memory.
Among them are honor, and duty. Two words which every culture has produced, and which many have forfeighted. Today these concepts, once held as universals by homo sapiens, are today but absent from culture at large.
The despicability of a world without honor, and without duty has shown itself.
“God is Dead” - Zarathustra (Thus Spoke Zarathustra, Nietzshe)
Even with his own atheism, this, sacrilegious saying, was said with sadness, with fear, of the impending catastrophe.
For indeed we need not look far to witness the ills this godlessness has brought forth. Worse than paganism, atheism has brought back the most brutal ideologies which came from the barbaric world of pre-abrahamic, pre-monotheistic Earth.
Materialism, it has brought worship of this life, rather than asceticism it pushes to hedonism, pure abandonment of the soul, in favor of releasing the inner animal. Man is no longer a conscious being, with a superego regulating his offenses, rather he is “emancipated” from rules and regulation, free to serve his id, a slave to his animal nature. And when man thinks of himself as no more than a clever chimp, he thereby also releases himself from being held to a standard higher than that, morally.
Morally, funny word isn’t it. We no longer speak it, almost taboo, we prefer “ethical”, a little more “rational” of a word, but nonetheless still tied to it. Some go further, only talking of “rights”, where the inherence of said rights comes from, or how society should decide to accept these rights is left as an exercise to the reader.
Depravity, perversion, evil. Notice how archaic and foreign these words sound, they are almost tied to “fairy tales”, as if they had no authentic reality.
The reader could very well object to this format of writing. Far from my conventional essay-like, titled and organized articles, this one seems to be stretching far and wide without a clear point. But you see, I love irony. Oh I did it again, breaking the rules and once more speaking as myself. What Irony? Why this one of course: dramatic irony.
Indeed have you, (oh now I’m breaking into the second person), dear reader not noticed it? The relentless tendency to be vague, to leave it to be interpreted, to mask objection with confusion, to hide the absurdity of their ideas, under the guise of sophisticated complexity, a form of condescension, worthy of the most powerful men and women in our world, whom use this, whether in “abstract” art, or when reforming clear language to be vague and meaningless: after all what is a woman reaally? Why stay at the simple biological answer when one can dazzle other intellectuals with the uniqueness, and sophistication of one’s thought. What if we were to instead speak of the ontological nature of gender, question its binary, and through it make an ad-hoc redefinition of the object from the language rather than the language from the object, thus make, as a magical tool, words an incantation of sorts to modify reality, to force it to bend to our will.
If that all sounded like a bunch of pseudointellectual garbage, that’s because it is, as is what it was critiquing.
I quite enjoy this jumping of topics, though the reader may be getting tired: get to the point. I will, no worries. For why is this an elegy, a requiem?
Lady humanity once stood for something. As cliché as the conservative narrative arc of the decadent civilisation is, it verily finds its roots within history, with each society having abandoned God, and morality, falling into the abyss. Today however we go further, beyond incestuous, sexually deviant, amoral, matrialistic hedonistic, atheistic decadence, we add to it a will to erase and destroy the past, to hate and expel all tradition, until what was right a minute ago is viewed as archaic.
May we be released from this slumber, may this civilisation die, and give birth to humanity, again.
But what ties all these questions? They’re all tied, since the beginning, you simply haven’t been paying attention.