Two Peas

Milena, WHY DO YOU WANT TO KILL GRAMMA?

Don’t you know that that sort of talk shows you are only interested in murdering gramma and partying atop her virus-infested corpse.

Admittedly, this liberal attitude I’m satirizing is not as bad as the anti-maskers, but is still pretty vile.

Mors

“If youโ€™re quiet in the woods long enough, youโ€™ll hear something die. Then itโ€™s quiet again. Thereโ€™s no outrage about injustice, or even mourning. One animalโ€™s death is anotherโ€™s dinner; thatโ€™s just the way it is. What remains will go to the earth, yesterdayโ€™s bones sinking into todayโ€™s dirt, the only bit of life left where a mouse nibbled, leaving tiny indentations that say there was once something of worth here.”

–Mindy McGinnis in Be Not Far From Me

Prey To It

This is Joann Wypijewski, writing in about 1996, when the “women are only prey, men only predators” narrative was just getting started, right when prudishness was beginning to ramp up again:

But what did they see in him? The question, overt or indirect, has riveted reporters and TV presenters. Itโ€™s funny how the opposite questionโ€”what did he see in them?โ€”is never asked, only implicitly answered in the assumption that he was โ€œlooking for victimsโ€ and they were easy โ€œprey.โ€ Thereโ€™s more than a touch of racism behind the media prurience, since, except that so many of them are white, the young women in this case mostly swam in the same stream of trouble as Williams. It would have been stranger if they hadnโ€™t found each other.

This is from the book What We Don’t Talk About When We Talk About #MeToo: Essays on Sex, Authority and the Mess of Life.

I think it’d be interesting if we let the “feminists” succeed and make the age of majority for women to 30 or 35 as they seem to wish. That’d have very fun-to-observe societal implications. I’m kind of for that just to see what happens.

No Please

Denialism of pleasure. Huh, that’s a good point. I had not considered that about modern liberalism and its prudish puritanism trend lately. I think this commenter is on to something!

You can see this proclivity in the “everyone who doesn’t stay inside for years is evil” opinionating. You can see it in the “live in the pod and eat bugs” malarkey; in the “no woman could possibly enjoy the (rather tame) sexual things I don’t enjoy” claptrap; in the idea that you should only date people just like you and no more than two years apart if you are a man (Yeah, I understand that math can’t work. Liberals don’t.); in the belief that even outside the pandemic, people should not travel and definitely should not enjoy it if they do; in the denial of the idea that drinking alcohol and using drugs is pleasurable; in the general idea that no one should ever do anything that is at all risky.

Liberals just plain dislike pleasure. Sure, not all of them, but enough of them and strongly enough that it leads to what you’re seeing. I wonder, is the huge prudishness emergent from that or vice versa? I lack evidence enough to answer.

I’d written before about the antonian asceticism of liberals, but I’d never really connected to it to the above. This new insight helps me to understand it a lot better.

The liberal denial of pleasure means the movement has grave problems it probably can’t overcome. I’ve been done with it for a long time, but this means it’ll fall of its own accord.

Propaganda Establishment

This happened after the financial crisis in 2008-2009, too. The narrative, promulgated by the banksters and their co-conspirators, was “no one could have known.” This became widely accepted, even among the so-called intelligentsia.

It will probably happen again, even though very many people knew (including me). Read my blog from February and March. Don’t believe the propaganda.

Priors

If this pandemic has taught us anything, itโ€™s that we donโ€™t go out because weโ€™re hungry. We go out because weโ€™re lonely.

Speak for yourself. I think this is why online restaurant reviews don’t work for me. Most people review for ambiance and how the restaurant made them feel.

All I care about is the food. I don’t give a fuckkkkkkkkkk about the ambiance. The place could be inside a literal dumpster and if the food was great, I’d go back again and again. I’m just not social, and it shows.