Showing posts with label masculinity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masculinity. Show all posts

ON LOW-STATUS AND MASCULINE DEFIANCE

This passage is excerpted from Andy Nowicki's Ruminations of a Low-Status Male, Volume 4: On Being Unloved, which will be published soon.)

In a previous volume of this ongoing work, I spoke of the state of being unwanted. In this volume, I have selected to meditate upon the state of being unloved.

EMASCULATED GROOMS OF DOOM


Andy Nowicki reflects upon—and revulses over—a new Instagram page which demonstrates conclusively that marrying men in the West have officially forfeited all masculine dignity and have instead become wailing, weeping, walking vaginas.

Connected Content: Dancing Dads of Doom

DANCING DADS OF DOOM

@AndyNowicki

Apparently for some time now, though I'm not sure exactly how long, "baby dancing," a unique species of aerobic dance jazzercise, has been a thing that some young mothers do.

NAMELESS PODCAST: HAPPY MISANDRINE'S DAY!


In a special "emergency" session of the Nameless Podcast, Andy Nowicki considers Valentine's Day as emblematic of endemic and institutionalized contempt for masculinity.

"ABOUT THE AUTHOR"

The following passage is taken from Andy Nowicki's collection of essays, Ruminations of a Low-Status Male, Volume 1, now available (along with Volume 2) for a low low price from Kindle and in paperback.



I am not a successful man.

I don’t say this because I’m eagerly soliciting assurances to the contrary. I’m not courting your flattery. I’m merely reflecting upon an observable fact.

As always, refuge can be found in semantics. Yes, the question of what constitutes “success” is of course contingent upon how one defines the term. And yes, there are less successful men in the world than me. But I don’t claim to be below all others; I merely, and quite rightly, declare myself to fall well short of the “success” bar.

MERRY LOW-STATUS X-MAS!


Andy Nowicki—author of Ruminations of a Low-Status Male, Volume 1: Status-Lust and Self-Loathing and Ruminations of a Low-Status Male, Volume 2: Celibacy and Hypergamy, as well as the as-yet unfinished Ruminations of Low-Status Male, Volume 3—shares some candid thoughts about how nature and culture combine to humiliate the low-status male (LSM)...and what the LSM can do on his own behalf to counteract this double-fisted effect.

"ABOUT THE AUTHOR"

The following passage is taken from Andy Nowicki's new collection of essays, Ruminations of a Low-Status Male, Volume 1, now available for a low low price from on Kindle and in paperback.




I am not a successful man.

I don’t say this because I’m eagerly soliciting assurances to the contrary. I’m not courting your flattery. I’m merely reflecting upon an observable fact.

As always, refuge can be found in semantics. Yes, the question of what constitutes “success” is of course contingent upon how one defines the term. And yes, there are less successful men in the world than me. But I don’t claim to be below all others; I merely, and quite rightly, declare myself to fall well short of the “success” bar.

THE BIG SHAVE: A RITUAL OF CATHARSIS

Note: this essay will be included in Low Status Male, an upcoming collection of new and old essays by Andy Nowicki.

There will be blood.
When a man shaves his face, he engages an activity that is dully prosaic, yet at the same time fraught with endless possible permutations of pain and agony.
The blade of the razor that he uses can in fact be likened to the double-edged sword of shopworn metaphor, as it truly cuts both ways: meant to remove those grubby, unwelcome whiskers and to restore a fresh, smooth surface to the face, that same “sword” can also sink beneath the skin and draw blood.

NAMELESS PODCAST: 'WHITE SHARIA' IS FOR WIMPS


As the West reels from the latest major act of Muslim terror in its midst (this time in Manchester, England)--Andy Nowicki "Namelessly" reveals--on a not totally unrelated note-- that he finds the notion of 'white sharia' quite ignoble as a political philosophy, though not for the reasons you might expect.

KISS-CAMS, CONFORMITY, AND MASCULINE DEFIANCE


In my previous dispatch, I attempted to connect the dots between the sexual revolution, rampant feminist-based societal misandry (that is, man-hatred), and the PUA “Game” culture. In such circumstances, I argued, the only self-respecting choice is to opt for celibacy, or at the very least, for defiant chastity. The nature of the human male is now commonly understood to be naught but low, base, and oversexed; men are regarded as piggish and bestial when it comes to carnal matters, and while this perception admittedly often corresponds with reality, I wonder how much of it is due to the fact that we have been trained to be just such pigs, that we have been willfully debased by the overseers who rule the gynocentric dystopia we currently inhabit.

BEARING DOWN


I’d been largely unaware of the Vermont Teddy Bear phenomenon (or whatever you want to call it) until I read Jef Costello’s witty and ribald expose at Counter-Currents. In short, it seems that women just love these enormous stuffed beasts, and that buying your honey a gargantuan thingamadoodle for Valentine’s Day is an incredibly romantic gesture, guaranteed to yield results, if ya know what I mean, and surely ya do, don’t ya big guy? (wink, wink, heh!)

"BREAKFAST WITH THE DIRT CULT" BY SAMUEL FINLAY

Breakfast with the Dirt Cult
by Samuel Finlay
318 pages
Buy at Amazon.com

Reviewed by Brett Stevens

A chronicle of the adventures of an American soldier in Afghanistan, this book contrasts the social impact of feminism, the emotional and moral consequences of liberalism, and the breakdown of society with the quest for raw Nietzschean survival as embodied in the process of combat and survival.

The action follows the life experiences of Tom Walton, a 20-something American who senses something is not quite right in the world. He is looking for something to hold on to, and to believe in, while he struggles to make sense of the world around him. For most of the book, his reliance falls on a young woman with whom he has found affection.

ALL THEY HAVE IS FEAR


Progressives use every man's natural fear of showing fear to manipulate him — inventing fake "phobias" and implying he is afraid of everything they want. But what men are truly afraid of are the legal, social and financial consequences associated with challenging the progressive agenda.
Progressives only have one good trick, and men keep falling for it.

They keep calling you a coward, so that you’ll do or say whatever they want to prove that you are not a coward.

If they want you to accept a group of outsiders, they call you a xenophobe to dismiss any rational concerns you might have about the motivations of strangers. The only way to prove you don’t have an irrational fear of foreigners is to welcome them with open arms and without questions.

If you question the sanity of a man who can’t be “who he really is” until someone surgically removes his dick, they call you a transphobe. The only way to prove you’re not afraid of trannies is to agree that transsexuals are not only sane, but heroic, and should be welcomed into any women’s restroom.

META-CUCKOLDRY: "THE GIFT"

Guess who's cucking to dinner? Rebecca Hall, Jason Bateman, and Joel Edgerton in "The Gift"


Two years ago, at the "old" Alt-Right site, I explored the state of the "cuckold" as poignantly displayed in an especially memorable lite-rock tune of the early 80s, a song which most oblivious listeners took simply to be a sweet, romantic, heartfelt number, though the pitifully sad lyrics clearly revealed an entirely more desperate scenario, involving a loving husband desperate to forget his wife's compulsive and unrepentant serial adultery.

In that article, republished more recently, I observed how some tropes never fully disappear, even when they are supposedly outdated: in an age gripped by gynocracy, pre-feminist standards still obtain in certain critical categories: to wit, if a man cheats on his wife, others tend to sympathize with the wronged party and deplore the caddish adulterer, but if a wife cheats on her husband, the husband is often mocked as un-manly, and is branded a disgraced "cuckold," while his wife's lover is celebrated for his seductive brio and charm, a la Hugh "Blazes" Boylan or Jamie "MacTavish" Frasier.

WHY MEN FIGHT AND WHY WE LIKE TO WATCH

The Professor in the Cage: Why Men Fight and Why We Like to Watch
by Jonathan Gottschall
Penguin Publishing Group, Kindle Edition.
Available for download here.

Reviewed by Jack Donovan

I downloaded Jonathan Gottschall’s The Professor in the Cage: Why Men Fight and Why We Like to Watch and started reading it the morning it came out. I stopped two chapters in, because I had to head to my boxing class.

Gottschall and I aren’t the same, but we know something about each other.

When a man on the far side of thirty-five decides to learn how to fight, he’s got some reasons. He doesn’t do it because he’s already good at it, and he doesn’t do it on a whim. He’s not trying to keep his lunch money away from the school bully and it ain’t about impressing girls.

BEAUTY AND THE PATRIARCHY



I'd like to preface this article with the observation that I think Andy Nowicki is a thoughtful, articulate observer of the New Right, as well as the moral and spiritual wasteland that lies beyond it. That said, in his article "The Patriarchy" and Proper Manhood he seems to have committed the intellectual equivalent of one of those stagger-steps one can't help but do when walking past a lovely woman on the sidewalk.

I'm going to do the equivalent of filming this fumble with a high-speed camera, slow down the footage, and show exactly how and where he went wrong.

SO RUDE


The band MAGIC!, whose song "Rude" currently rules the charts 

I am no expert on men’s issues, nor can I realistically claim to major in manliness, but still I venture to declare that the success of “Rude,” a song now gaining extensive airplay, unintentionally underscores a prominent crisis in modern-day masculinity.

A TIME FOR WOLVES

Grimnir oversees a fight at Ulfheim.

by Jack Donovan

The Wolves of Vinland are Building a Tribe Outside the System

"Brothers will battle to bloody end, and sisters’ sons their sib betray;
woe’s in the world, much wantonness;
axe-age, sword-age—sundered are shields—wind-age, wolf-age, ere the world crumbled;
will the spear of no man spare the other.

~ “Völuspá”

Grimnir moved barefoot through the dirt at Ulfheim like he didn’t know he wasn’t wearing cowboy boots.

He rolled his shoulders, shook out his neck, and called out to Frejulf. This would be Grimnir’s third match of the day, and it wouldn’t be his last.

Frejulf seemed chipper for a kid who knew was about to get his face fucked up. He was a junior patch member of the Wolves, and this was going to be a disciplinary beatdown. Grimnir, leader of the Lynchburg chapter, had promised that if Frejulf didn’t get some extracurricular mixed martial arts training within a few months, he would show him why he needed it. Frejulf knew his time was up.

"EVERYTHING IN THE WOMB, NOTHING OUTSIDE OF THE WOMB, AND NOTHING AGAINST THE WOMB"

An interview with Jack Donovan for the Finnish magazine Sarastus


by Timo Hännikäinen

In "The Way of Men" you say that the only way to reclaim masculinity and return to honor and manly virtue is to start a gang. And in your essay "Anarcho-fascism" you say that only new warrior-gangs can rise effectively against "the corrupt, feminist, anti-tribal, degraded institutions of the established order." Are you aware that this solution may be far too extreme to most men? Especially men with families tend to value organized society higher than tribalism. In some African civil wars (in Liberia in 1990′s for example) armed male gangs have replaced the rule of government and law, but life there is really nasty, brutish and short. Do you think that there is any other way to revolt against the modern world than anarchic gang warfare?

Donovan: There are no moderate solutions to the problems presented by global capitalism, multiculturalism and feminism. Pan-secession into tribal groups within a failing state is the only alternative I see within most nations.

Half-measures and "sensible" solutions merely slow the progression of these phenomena as international corporations and wealthy individuals consolidate power and control.

ANARCHO-FASCISM


"In a society that has abolished every kind of adventure the only adventure that remains is to abolish the society."
—Situationist graffiti, May 1968
As a political ideology, fascism was a mixed bag of 20th Century ideas. Its athletic presence hung with flirty, politically expedient schemes like universal suffrage, in many ways last century’s fascism was defined by its responses to other political movements of the time—like Marxism and liberal capitalism.

But, just beyond the historical details of fascism, there is something eternal. Italian writer Umberto Eco called it “Ur-fascism” —meaning “primitive” or “original.” Unfortunately, his snatchy “fourteen points” were overly concerned with the top-down totalitarianism of fascism’s notable dictators and their party boys. His “ur-fascism” wasn’t “primitive” enough. It wasn’t “eternal” at all.