Enlightened Men Don’t Owe Everyone the Truth
If you had a hot share tip for the NYSE or FTSE, would you wander the streets offering it to everyone? If you were a scientist and had just discovered some Nobel Prize winning law, would you start telling the local bums in the subway about it? If you were a freelance engineer, would you give your latest invention to someone who might patent it? If you discovered a secret island full of comely women offering free sex, would you share its location with anyone but trusted friends? Of course not; important knowledge should only be shared with those who can appreciate it – and, more important, people who will not compromise it. Similarly, we enlightened men are not obliged to share our truths about Anglo-American women, minimalist living (or anything else) with the broad masses of humanity.
If we consider powerful people like the Rothschilds, it becomes immediately apparent that they possess knowledge of finance that most people do not possess; and more, that this esoteric knowledge is the source of their power. While there is a deeply-ingrained Western instinct to resent those who hoard knowledge, it must be conceded that secrecy can be a highly effective life-strategy. In ancient Greece, for example, the various Pankration moves were jealously guarded by clans and families: in a fight, why risk being killed by one’s own techniques? Similarly, duelling masters in Renaissance Europe only imparted their lethal fencing moves to the wealthiest clients. In Maritime England, sailors would only reveal the secret of an obscure knot if their students first swore never to share it without permission. In feudal Japan, the secrets of Ninjutsu were never divulged to anyone outside a tiny circle of adepts. Even today lawyers only dispense their expertise in exchange for lucrative fees, never for free. Above all, the story of Jesus shows the danger of freely imparting esoteric knowledge to the broad masses – betrayal by a fickle mob, followed by torture and execution.
The last example is the most powerful of all. Whatever the objective ‘truth’ of Christianity, it is a forest of instruction for the enlightened man. The Average Frustrated Chump is an AFC because that is his natural state, more often than not; the condition he deserves. Like the mob which betrayed Jesus, he will not thank the man who attempts to alleviate his misery and ignorance. Ultimately, such a poltroon has no wish to be shown his true condition and no desire to change it; he prefers to wallow unchallenged in his Never-Never Land of self-delusion and sexual false consciousness. In short, he is beyond redemption.
The astute reader can sense where this is going. There is a certain current in the Anglo-American Manosphere which tries to rouse ‘all men’ to resist their benighted state: a kind of gendered communism, if you will. For the reasons outlined above, I despise this tendency. The average Anglo-American male is a deluded White Knight chump who wants to be ‘saved’ by an Anglobitch; he truly believes that the ‘sacrament’ of poor-quality sex with an ugly, overweight woman will redeem all his misfortunes and transform his life. Why should such an oaf be ‘rescued’ from himself? Why offer him options, therapy or counselling? Why not let him simply pay the price for his own stupidity?
W B Yeats’s poem ‘To a wealthy man who promised a second subscription to the Dublin Municipal Gallery if it were proved the people wanted pictures’, shows the scathing attitude of Renaissance gentlemen to mass opinion:
What cared Duke Ercole, that bid
His mummers to the market place,
What th’ onion-sellers thought or did
So that his Plautus set the pace
For the Italian comedies?
And Guidobaldo, when he made
That grammar school of courtesies
Where wit and beauty learned their trade
Upon Urbino’s windy hill,
Had sent no runners to and fro
That he might learn the shepherds’ will.
And when they drove out Cosimo,
Indifferent how the rancour ran,
He gave the hours they had set free
To Michelozzo’s latest plan
For the San Marco Library,
Whence turbulent Italy should draw
Delight in Art whose end is peace,
In logic and in natural law
By sucking at the dugs of Greece.
Similarly, we enlightened men should remain resolutely indifferent to the plight of divorced White Knights, AFCs and other Blue-Pilled Anglo-American males. They are weak-minded onion-sellers, nothing more. Indeed, we should take a certain perverse pleasure in their various predicaments – a man should pay for the choices he makes. By extension, we should deliberately keep our valuable knowledge from them – for that knowledge gives us a decisive edge. Besides, courting the average Anglo male will only sully our riches: as Nietzsche said, ‘Life is a well of delight; but where the rabble also drink, there all fountains are poisoned’.
For example, the fact that women outside the Anglosphere are generally thinner, more pleasant and attractive than their Anglo-American counterparts should only be shared with enlightened men on fora like this: men self-selected for self-awareness and intelligence. Proclaiming these facts from the rooftops will only lead to an exodus of frustrated White Knights and ugly incels to our chosen lands, poisoning their wells of pleasure. The Caribbean, Latin America, Eastern and Southern Europe: these are erotic playgrounds for men who truly deserve them, not drooling neckbeards seeking ‘traditional’ wives to take back to Idaho. At its worse, drawing public attention to our message might lead to legal persecution for ‘hate speech’ or some other absurd charge. It is far wiser to keep ‘this thing of ours’ an elusive sanctum for men who can truly profit by it.
The Savage Pilgrimage, Pan-Anglosphere Dissidence, The Savage Lifestyle – call it what you will – has more in common with some eastern philosophies than contemporary western thought. Properly pursued, it presumes a certain disinterest in the ‘plight’ of the unenlightened even as it shuns commitment to people, possessions and institutions. The existential chains of Anglo-American civilization – marriage, children, careers, houses and material goods – are consciously discarded for a life of maximized experience. The journey becomes the goal, not arrival; the present moment is all; and personal knowledge supplants received opinion as the touchstone of decision. By definition, only an elite minority of self-aware and intelligent males can understand such concepts; while saving (or trying to save) the sheeple is fraught with thankless peril.
You owe them nothing, least of all truth. Be water, my friends.
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