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Discrimination against White people is so important to our elites that they are declaring it is a crucial part of "national security" to be allowed to continue to do it.
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Discrimination against White people is so important to our elites that they are declaring it is a crucial part of "national security" to be allowed to continue to do it.
This is good. Discrimination ought to be formalized and out in the open.
The philosophy of Nietzsche is, at its core, pure will-to-power without purpose or order: the exact operating principle of a cancer cell.
A cancer cell rejects all limits on its growth. It refuses to accept its proper role within the body's hierarchy. It declares itself sovereign, proliferating without regard for the proper order that sustains life. It celebrates its "freedom" from normal cellular constraints while destroying the very system that enables its existence.
Sound familiar? This is Nietzsche's übermensch in biological form. The cancer cell has truly gone "beyond good and evil." It has rejected all external authority, all proper limits, all established order. It creates its own values — namely endless growth and self-assertion. It represents pure will-to-power divorced from purpose or proper form.
Like Nietzsche's ideal, the cancer cell recognizes no truth beyond its own will, no order beyond its own expansion. It has "liberated" itself from the "slave morality" of normal cellular function. And in doing so, it achieves exactly what Nietzschean philosophy promises: the destruction of both self and host through the rejection of proper order.
This is why Nietzsche's philosophy is inherently destructive — it mistakes the cancer's rebellion for health, the tumor's "freedom" for achievement. True flourishing isn't Nietzschean , but instead comes from each part, each human, fulfilling their proper role within the divine order.
A cancer cell rejects all limits on its growth. It refuses to accept its proper role within the body's hierarchy. It declares itself sovereign, proliferating without regard for the proper order that sustains life. It celebrates its "freedom" from normal cellular constraints while destroying the very system that enables its existence.
Sound familiar? This is Nietzsche's übermensch in biological form. The cancer cell has truly gone "beyond good and evil." It has rejected all external authority, all proper limits, all established order. It creates its own values — namely endless growth and self-assertion. It represents pure will-to-power divorced from purpose or proper form.
Like Nietzsche's ideal, the cancer cell recognizes no truth beyond its own will, no order beyond its own expansion. It has "liberated" itself from the "slave morality" of normal cellular function. And in doing so, it achieves exactly what Nietzschean philosophy promises: the destruction of both self and host through the rejection of proper order.
This is why Nietzsche's philosophy is inherently destructive — it mistakes the cancer's rebellion for health, the tumor's "freedom" for achievement. True flourishing isn't Nietzschean , but instead comes from each part, each human, fulfilling their proper role within the divine order.
You probably ought to read George Fitzhugh.
George Fitzhugh is a double shot of pure espresso mixed with blackstrap molasses and gunpowder green tea, served scalding hot. It's a brutal, antiquated concoction that hits you with an immediate shock of bitter authoritarianism, followed by a thick, syrupy aftertaste of paternalistic social theory that coats your throat with its insistence that freedom is slavery and slavery is freedom. The smoky overtones carry whispers of plantation verandas and classical rhetoric, exploding across the palate with the intensity of a Virginia gentleman's certainty. Through the syrupy darkness winds a viscous trail of inevitability, each drop reinforcing the eternal pattern of natural hierarchy, of master and dependent, each sip reminding you that some are born to rule and others to serve. It's not a drink for those who believe in individual rights or free labor—this is a beverage that literally forces you to submit to its overwhelming intensity, like a master's hand guiding the destiny of lesser men, each sip an argument against the shallow comforts of modern progress, drowning out the empty promises of enlightenment in depths of patriarchal wisdom, demanding the drinker acknowledge their place in the grand hierarchy of creation and submit to absolute authority.
Warning: Side effects include sudden urges to write treatises defending feudalism, ranting to your relatives at Christmas parties against the dangers of free market capitalism, and loudly proclaiming in the middle of the grocery store that democracy was mankind's greatest mistake.
George Fitzhugh is a double shot of pure espresso mixed with blackstrap molasses and gunpowder green tea, served scalding hot. It's a brutal, antiquated concoction that hits you with an immediate shock of bitter authoritarianism, followed by a thick, syrupy aftertaste of paternalistic social theory that coats your throat with its insistence that freedom is slavery and slavery is freedom. The smoky overtones carry whispers of plantation verandas and classical rhetoric, exploding across the palate with the intensity of a Virginia gentleman's certainty. Through the syrupy darkness winds a viscous trail of inevitability, each drop reinforcing the eternal pattern of natural hierarchy, of master and dependent, each sip reminding you that some are born to rule and others to serve. It's not a drink for those who believe in individual rights or free labor—this is a beverage that literally forces you to submit to its overwhelming intensity, like a master's hand guiding the destiny of lesser men, each sip an argument against the shallow comforts of modern progress, drowning out the empty promises of enlightenment in depths of patriarchal wisdom, demanding the drinker acknowledge their place in the grand hierarchy of creation and submit to absolute authority.
Warning: Side effects include sudden urges to write treatises defending feudalism, ranting to your relatives at Christmas parties against the dangers of free market capitalism, and loudly proclaiming in the middle of the grocery store that democracy was mankind's greatest mistake.
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
You probably ought to read George Fitzhugh. George Fitzhugh is a double shot of pure espresso mixed with blackstrap molasses and gunpowder green tea, served scalding hot. It's a brutal, antiquated concoction that hits you with an immediate shock of bitter…
I'm on my way to the grocery store right now....
Someone please open up a beer review channel called "The Daily Pour."
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Welcome to The Daily Pour channel. A channel within a channel here on telegram. We review beer and alcohol (we just talk about them and say they are good or shit.)
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Gas is up to $2.75.... What has occurred?