🚨 NEW: Epstein documents reveal that he was part of the “Human Instrumentality Project” working with the United Nations and Japan. A secret project devoted to merging all human souls into a single, collective consciousness, and forcing the next stage of human evolution.
You know, God rest Charlie Kirk’s soul and prayers to his family and shit, and for what it’s worth I think his wife is doing whatever she has to be doing as a political celebrity widow. But this whole line of discussion brings up an interesting point about widows in general.
I feel like the old country tradition of widows dressing in all black for the rest of their lives, never remarrying, never really ever moving on, all of that stuff is extremely comforting to me as a man.
I’m not even going to pretend to try and argue for some equanimity of benefit to the woman, it’s really not about the woman at all. Frankly it sort of does reinforce the woman as a completely dependent variable whose meaning and purpose is defined by the man she’s with and the kids she bears. To be quite honest, if you’re a woman and you’re trying to skirt that connotation you’re just fighting the gravity of biology eventually overcoming liberal materialism.
The forever-widow thing, to me, seems to exist for a functionally beneficial reason. Its display in society helps prevent the erosion of valuing marriage. It tells potential husbands that if you die for whatever reason, the love of your life and the soul mate that’s supposed to bind their blood tree to yours in the great endless cycle of ancestry will be firmly yours for eternity.
It tells children, especially sons, that the love between their mother and father was real, true, and eternal. It gives them a sense of dignity and peace, avoiding the trauma of having their dead fathers name be sullied by some random guy their mom wanted to fuck and replace.
I’m not arguing for the black veil widow thing as some trad imperative (okay maybe slightly), I think life is more complicated in modern times and probably women should prioritize second husbands if they haven’t had kids. But I can heavily sympathize with the selfish nature of “taking your wife with you” when you die. It doesn’t seem so extreme, compared to like Viking funerals or sati where the wives get burned to death on the funeral pyre.
Really, the crux of my issue with commercialized core Protestant conservatism is that it lacks inherent aesthetic sensibilities or social rituals that help smooth uncanny valley discomfort. In carving out its own culture, America neglected its gut biome of important traditional behaviors and spiritual rituals, many of them disposed through industrial era Christian revival decryings of paganistic notion.
The end result is this huge swathe of hokey corn fed Americans that contribute to the great dilapidated mutt vats which churn out Lynchian monsters. They spread across the landscape, a varied hodgepodge of Germanic Irish Scottish Anglo Dutch Scandinavian stock intermixing with increasingly frightening proportions of Hispanic and African to create the Modern American midlander. They grin at you with substitute teacher expressions and the echoes of a thousand garage door sermons. Chopped up hotdog with macaroni and cheese flows through their veins. The apex of their existence is occupying strictly urban lifestyles while paying a larp tribute to rural and agrarian culture.
They’re not the worst people and a significant portion of them make up this country’s backbone. But I still get unnerved by them sometimes, and sometimes they do shit that’s genuinely anti-life or anti-vitality.
Nothing really prepares you for going to a megachurch with a rock band while parishioners walk across the stage with a smoke machine holding up posters that say stuff like “Christ gave me the courage to divorce my husband.”
I don’t even really have the right word to describe the phenomenon besides “corn fed American” or maybe “goyim” I guess. It’s the type of person who you only get glimpses of through security cam footage clips of bare walled all-white interior suburban homes with gray floors. The type of person who has the immediate reflex to call the police on their children any time something unexpected happens.
@benjiokoh@wayotworld So if I move to Japan as an Indian man I’m automatically Japanese? You live in a world of delusion where all you want is to invade other cultures