Monthly Archives: February 2021
the eternal Boomer
Some historical periods are more defined than others, and produce a more clearly-delineated cohort. The Baby Boomers, those born roughly between 1946 and 1964, are one such. I would adjust the starting date, as I know one classic Boomer born a few years earlier; the crucial thing seems to be – did they grow up, or experience their early adulthood in the West during the 1960/70s? If so, Boomer.
They share certain characteristics:
1. They typically either have no children, or left their children to fend for themselves. They were themselves taught basic life skills (how to cook, change a tire, etc.) by their parents, but assume their children will just absorb this knowledge without effort on their part; far from acknowledging his/her parenting failure, the Boomer will blame the children for having no idea of how to maintain a car.
2. They effortlessly found work after leaving school, and think that a university degree is a passport to a 6-figure salary.
3. They not only own their own homes, they were able to pay the mortgage off within 5 years.
4. They believe everything they read in a newspaper, everything they hear on the radio, everything on TV. It is impossible to convince a Boomer that mainstream media is mostly propaganda. Even if a Boomer can be dissuaded from one mainstream media site, they will immediately find another in which to repose their blind faith.
5. They are obsessed with Nazis and Jews. For the Boomer, Adolf Hitler represents all that is evil, and thus Jews and Israel represent all that is good. For the Boomer, the worst possible insults are: anti-semitic, racist, Nazi.
Boomers demonstrate classic r-selected behaviour. According to r/k life strategy theory, r-selected creatures (e.g. rabbits) develop in a resource-abundant but unpredictable environment, where grass is ample but a predator could appear at any moment; k-selected (e.g. wolves) develop in a resource-scarce but stable environment. r-selected creatures are basically hippies: conflict avoidant; bearing no loyalty to their group; fucking everything that moves and investing no energy in their offspring. Rabbits are the hippies of the animal kingdom.
For Boomers, the crucial factor is resource availability. The Boomers grew up post-war, and even if they went through 1950s rationing, they were young enough to be formed by the degenerate “anything goes” 60s.

“Make love not money” only works in an affluent society, with no risk of starvation. As a slogan it could only have arisen in an environment of not merely abundant, but easily-obtained resources. Free love means you don’t have to exert any effort to get it; and that it has no value.
I know several Boomers who drifted for years, somehow surviving without a job, and then effortlessly got work as journalists, academics, etc. – work for which you now require a PhD and a decade’s unpaid experience.
One need only compare those born between the 40s and mid-60s in the West, with Eastern Europeans, to see the difference – it is a question of resource availability, the Westerners being Boomers Supreme, the Eastern Europeans hard-bitten turnip-eaters.
The Boomers were conditioned, by abundant resources, to behave like rabbits: feckless, selfish, open to other cultures, unable to understand basic loyalty, unable to value their own family, let alone their culture or nation or race.
Boomers grew up after World War 2, and so their founding myth was that of the Holocaust. Where other cultures trace their origins back to a god man or a heroic war, since 1945 those who arbiter society have insistently pushed the Holocaust as the central axis of the West: so George Steiner often wrote of pre-1939 literature as clackety-clacking on the train tracks to Auschwitz, and of course everything thereafter must be forever an anguished lament for the holy six gorillion. For the Boomer, the worst thing that could ever have happened is the Holocaust, and the Boomer’s parents either took part (if German) or fought heroically against it; the Boomer, alas, was born too late to take part in either gassing Jews or shooting Nazis, and so grew up feeling both privileged (rabbits in evergreen meadows) and as it were culturally posthumous; the only thing left for the Boomer was to create a new reality, based on opposition not merely to the Holocaust but to everything that could be construed as Holocaust-lite: nationalism (except for Zionism, of course), Christianity, especially Catholicism; Germans; European history; Europe; white people; even the very mildest anti-semitism (to the point that some Jews are accused of being “self-hating Jews” because they don’t fully subscribe to the narrative).
Thus the tiresome self-aggrandizement of the Boomer, bellowing about their pet topics. There are plenty of exceptions but in general those who grew up, in the West, in the affluent 60s and 70s, were forever ruined by their environment, their myth.
book report: 1900 or the Last President, by Ingersoll Lockwood
A book I wouldn’t have read, save for Ingersoll Lockwood’s memetic resonance. Briefly put, he wrote children’s books with a hero called Baron Trump, back before the First World War. As Barron Trump (aged 14) now towers over his father, resembling nothing so much as a genetically-enhanced Astartes, it seems increasingly likely that Lockwood had visions of a future where Barron has indeed become a kind of godlike figure.



1900 or The Last President is, by contrast, a rather dry and tedious little book about the dissolution of the United States with a charismatic, well-meaning President who manages to fuck everything up. It has, however, memetic echoes; for example, as the new President, Bryan, is elected:
In less than half an hour, mounted policeman dashed through the streets calling out: “Keep within your houses; close your doors and barricade them. The entire East side is in a state of uproar. Mobs of vast size are organizing under the lead of Anarchists and Socialists, and threaten to plunder and despoil the houses of the rich who have wronged and oppressed them for so many years. Keep within doors. Extinguish all lights.”
There’s also a curious foreshadowing of the recent silver rush (writing in February 2021):
The first year of the Silver Administration was scarcely rounded up, ere there began to be ugly rumours that the Government was no longer able to hold the white metal at a parity with gold. “It is the work of Wall Street,” cried the friends of the President, but wiser heads were shaken in contradiction, for they had watched the sowing of the wind of unreason, and knew only too well that the whirlwind of folly must be reaped in due season.
The country had been literally [sic] submerged by a silver flood which had poured its argent waves into every nook and cranny of the Republic, stimulating human endeavour to most unnatural and harmful vigour. Mad speculation stalked over the land. […] Every scrap and bit of the white metal that they could lay their hands upon, spoons hallowed by the touch of lips long since closed in death, and cups and tankards from which grand sires had drunken were bundled away to the mints to be coined into “people’s dollars.”
I was also amused by this, very much of its time:
The black man, ever at the heels of his white brother, set to rule over him by an inscrutable decree of nature, came forth too in thousands, chatting and laughing gayly, careless of the why or wherefore of his white brother’s deep concern, and powerless to comprehend it had he so desired.
I plan to read the Baron Trump novels next, which promise to be more engaging, and even more memetically relevant.
tay tay
I don’t know if Taylor Swift writes her own songs or is just a pretty face with autotune, but the lyrics often have a certain “tay tay” quality, which makes me think she either writes, greatly contributes, or whoever writes her songs can, Pessoa-like, create a distinct Tay Tay persona.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=buBm1ZwtMo0
The lyrics please me:
Sleep in half the day just for old times’ sake
I won’t ask you to wait if you don’t ask me to stay
So I’ll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends
Who’ll write books about me if I ever make it
And wonder about the only soul
Who can tell which smiles I’m fakin’
And the heart I know I’m breakin’ is my own
To leave the warmest bed I’ve ever known
We could call it even
Even though I’m leaving
And I’ll be yours for the weekend
’Tis the damn season
And she made for an excellent Murdoch Murdoch character.

book report: the Kybalion
A classic modern occult work, I would imagine composed in the early 20th Century; many have suspected the author is in fact William Atkinson and having read several of his books I would agree there is a similar style and approach. It begins:
The purpose of this work is not the enunciation of any special philosophy or doctrine, but rather is to give to the students a statement of the Truth that will serve to reconcile the many bits of occult knowledge that they may have acquired, but which are apparently opposed to each other and which often serve to discourage and disgust the beginner in the study. Our intent is not to erect a new Temple of Knowledge, but rather to place in the hands of the student a Master-Key with which he may open the many inner doors in the Temple of Mystery through the main portals he has already entered.
The entire book is written in a stuffy but readable Edwardian mode. It is mostly commentary on seven principles:
1. The principle of mentalism
“The All is Mind; the Universe is Mental.”
2. The principle of correspondence
“As above, so below; as below, so above.” […] This principle embodies the truth that there is always a correspondence between the laws and phenomena of the various planes of being and life.”
3. The principle of vibration
“Nothing rests; everything moves; everything vibrates.”
4. The principle of polarity
“Everything is dual; everything has poles; everything has its pair of opposites; like and unlike are the same; opposites are identical in nature, but different in degree; extremes meet; all truths are but half-truths; all paradoxes may be reconciled.”
5. The principle of rhythm
“Everything flows, out and in; everything has its tides; all things rise and fall; the pendulum-swing manifests in everything; the measure of the swing to the right is the measure of the swing to the left; rhythm compensates.”
6. The principle of cause and effect
“Every cause has its effect; every effect has its cause; everything happens according to law; chance is but a name for law not recognized; there are many planes of causation, but nothing escapes the law.”
7. The principle of gender
“Gender is in everything; everything has its masculine and feminine principles; gender manifests on all planes.”
I would describe it as a work of philosophical occultism; there are no practical techniques here. In essence, it treats of cosmic laws, and their manipulation. Hermetic occultism is about transcending our mundane reality, in order to see and be more, and to thus control the lower:
We overcome the lower laws, by applying still higher ones – and in this way only, But we cannot escape Law or rise above it entirely.
Having studied the occult for a decade and more, I found much of it obvious; though I can’t say if that is because the Kybalion’s themes have been so echoed in subsequent works, or because it borrows from earlier works, or both. However, it would be an interesting read for anyone beginning to study the philosophical occult; and even I found much of interest, e.g.
The word Positive means something real and strong, as compared with a Negative unreality or weakness. Nothing is further from the real facts of electrical phenomenon. The so-called Negative pole of the battery is really the pole in and by which the generation or production of new forms and energies is manifested. There is nothing “negative” about it. The best scientific authorities now use the word “Cathode” in place of “Negative,” the word Cathode coming from the Greek root meaning “descent; the path of generation, etc.” From the Cathode pole emerge the swarm of electrons or corpuscles; from the same pole emerge those wonderful “rays” which have revolutionized scientific conceptions during the past decade. The Cathode pole is the Mother of all of the strange phenomena which have rendered useless the old textbooks, and which have caused many long accepted theories to be relegated to the scrap-pile of scientific speculation. The Cathode, or Negative Pole, is the Mother Principle of Electrical Phenomena, and of the finest forms of matter as yet known to science.
For the time, pre-WW1, this is an interestingly Taoist insight.

That is, that lack itself generates, by its very lack & vacuum, an enabling suction. Imbalance is the driving force for balance. As in The Four Quartets, the perfect figure is found not in static being but rather in becoming; in the ceaseless motion of death and rebirth, striving and becoming, failure and regeneration.