r-Strategists in the K-Party

Wherever you find a lily-livered liberal posing as a Republican, the overwhelming trait they will exhibit is an adherence to group-perception before truth. In fact, the risk of out-grouping will terrify them more than anything else, including the destruction of our nation, or the embrace of murderers. Case in point – Ben Stein.

Stein said that while Trump does “capture a lot of anger and frustration that the ordinary citizen feels,” Trump is “a loose cannon” who is “extremely dangerous to the party.” Stein continued that Trump is “kind of like this generation’s George Wallace, except without George Wallace’s charm.” And he “cannot see him doing anything but damage to the Republican Party. And I wish he would just take his marbles and go home.”

I find that paragraph fascinating, for the subtext it contains. Fear of the chaos of the unknown, and the rough and tumble of normal competition. An emphasis on socially appealing, rather than simply adhering to truth, regardless of social appeal. A liar who can con people is better than a truth-teller who sees reality even when it is unpopular. Finally there is an innate expectation that people who scare you should just “take…marbles and go home,” rather than boldly standing their ground and going toe to toe with you.

Personally, I feel more alive when things get unpredictable. I enjoy seeing a world in which anything can happen. I think truth is more important that being liked. And if someone irritates me, I don’t expect the world to cater to me, and make them just go and take their marbles and go home, so I can be happy. In fact, I respect an enemy who won’t back down and wants to knock heads, more than I respect a capitulating coward who gives me what I want in the hopes I will like him.

It is not surprising. When Ben Stein got robbed, the last thing through his head was the idea of fighting back, or standing for principle. He was a rabbit through and through.

“He did what he was told,” Kreins said. “He said, “Here’s everything. Do you want the car? Here are my keys. Take it. Do you want my clothes? Take them.””

After giving the robbers everything, the fucking guy offered out of the blue to strip, and give the robbers his clothes, if only they would spare his life. Exactly the kind of guy I want deciding who will run the United States of America, as we head into a global civilizational collapse.

There are the fearless types of people who made this country great solely on balls and daring, of which I think Trump is one (He even has a carry permit in NYC, if I’m not mistaken). Then there are the socially adroit, cowardly leeches who could never make or protect a great nation themselves, but who are certain they should be the ones calling the shots in nations made great by other people more daring than they. Our problem is, a lack of resource restriction has allowed their delusions to persist. That problem is about to be solved.

Apocalypse Cometh.