Class War


Part six of a series on social class in America. Parts five, four, three, two and one.

Many people on the Alternative Right seem to think that race and genetics are the ultimate forbidden topic in America today. I disagree with this. There are mainstream publications which manage to publish reasonably true things about race and genetic differences regularly, with nary a peep from the right thinking. Certainly, among the left wing, these ideas are highly politically incorrect, and mentioning them can get you into all kinds of social trouble, but people do talk about them, a lot. People still react to some such truths with rage and "right thinking" people must ritually denounce the implications of belief in the theory of evolution, but American society talks about race and "human biodiversity"/HBD plenty for my tastes.

HBD is a topic which never interested me much, beyond the occasional ribald ethnic joke to liven up a dull party. Part of the reason is I always understood it to be true; I come from a big family and grew up in a neighborhood of big Catholic families, and it was always pretty obvious that the apple never fell far from the tree. Part of the reason is, really, there's nothing much you can do about knowing this sort of thing; practically speaking it's generally actionably irrelevant. I have also read some popular books and articles on the subject where the statistics were so atrocious, the best thing you could say about them was that they came up with a good "just so story." I suspect a lot of the people who have written the HBD stuff of the last couple decades are going to end up looking as silly as people who wrote on this subject 150 years ago did. We're really at the very beginning of understanding the subject. Two of my big hunches about the subject are that ideas on outbreeding depression and epigenetics will throw the subject into utter chaos, and we will at some point realize we have done irreparable harm to ourselves as a species by doing things we now think of as completely harmless. You read it here first.

Be that as it may, I think the key to understanding America today is the thing we never talk about: social class. Social class is the topic that is so secret, virtually nobody even thinks about it privately, though  recently, people are starting to talk.  Class markers are more subtle than they used to be; instead of uniform clothing, social class is often marked by beliefs and behavior.An interesting lacuna in modern politics is leftists don't talk about social class at all. There's a very good reason for this; most leftist thinkers belong to the powerful upper middle class. Leftists do talk about economic class, but economic class has almost nothing to do with social class in America.

As an opening foray into social class as right wing concept, I offer a tentative battle plan. The job of the alternative right, as I see it, is to destroy the present upper middle class, and eventually replace it with something better. I'm not advocating feeding them to the wood chipper, though I'm only opposed to that idea on logistical and hygienic grounds. Destroying a social class is a lot easier than it sounds. The counterculture did this to the old upper middle class, and replaced it with ... themselves. The upper middle class is plagued with social insecurity: that's the nature of the upper middle class, as it was in Fussel's day and beyond. The old upper middle class was laughed out of existence via popular culture phenomena like Caddyshack and the Preppie Handbook. Upper middle class people and, more importantly, aspirants to that social class were embarrassed to be that ridiculous. Smart and clever and fashionable people wouldn't wear shirts with little alligators on them!

Our job is to convince people, no matter who they are, that the modern American upper middle class is ridiculous and repulsive. Most people realize this on some level already, and there is a lot of repressed class anger at the idiots who have screwed up our country. Intelligent young people, even here in the cultural anus of the North American continent, are fed up to the nostrils with the upper middle class nostrums they've been fed their entire lives. We need to prevent those talented kids from ever being sucked into the totalitarian power structure of the upper middle class. It should be easy enough: there is very little appeal to prune-faced politically correct ding a lings if you're capable of rational thought. The ones who are not capable of rational thought will follow along eventually as they always do. There are rumblings of a shadow Alternative Right of young people voicing politically incorrect truths even in the mainstream media. Things which were unprintable just a decade ago are squeezing out all over the place.

Why is now the time? Because things are sufficiently ridiculous, that's why. Because the instruments of upper middle class power; the mass media, the universities, the investment banks, the government, our bumbling gasbag of an affirmative-action Alfred E. Neuman looking president, the ritual apologies and racism denunciations: the entire edifice is so internally rotten and corrupt a mild breeze could push it all into the sea. Laugh at them: laugh at the chicken hearted knavery which prevents weak minded upper middle class idiots from observing the transparently obvious. Violate at least one upper middle class sacred idol a day in your personal life, yet maintain total respectability otherwise: just like Pat Buchanan does. Jam their dumb upper middle class culture, and laugh at them when they try to pull social class on you. In fact, merely pointing out that this is what they are actually doing: trying to impose their silly upper middle class folkways on you, like a Victorian school marm shaking her finger at the workman tracking mud on the carpet: that goes a long way to causing them to wither up and blow away. It helps if you can demonstrate that you are obviously a better human being in some way, but since it's the upper middle class we're talking about, your average prison inmate shouldn't have a hard time of it.

Mercilessly mock their man-jawed harridans, their dumb electric golf cart automobiles, their effete geldings, their fatty acceptance movement, their mentally defective crypto-intellectuals, their pyramid of dumb certificates and everything. Kidney punch them right in the self-esteem movement. Apologize if you have to save your job or your life: Gallileo had to do it, so you're in good company, but if you don't have to: show them some steel! It really doesn't take a hell of a lot of courage: while the managerial state looks scary, laughing at socially insecure people is a fairly low risk operation, and you'll soon find that many of the people who are in a position to help you, are grateful to you for stating the obvious. I'll leave you all with a bit of inspiration from Saint Mencken;

“... the absurd pedagogical demand for so-called constructive criticism is the doctrine that an iconoclast is a hollow and evil fellow unless he can prove his case. Why, indeed, should he prove it? Is he judge, jury, prosecuting officer, hangman? He proves enough, indeed, when he proves by his blasphemy that this or that idol is defectively convincing—that at least one visitor to the shrine is left full of doubts. The fact is enormously significant; it indicates that instinct has somehow risen superior to the shallowness of logic, the refuge of fools. The pedant and the priest have always been the most expert of logicians—and the most diligent disseminators of nonsense and worse. The liberation of the human mind has never been furthered by such learned dunderheads; it has been furthered by gay fellows who heaved dead cats into sanctuaries and then went roistering down the highways of the world, proving to all men that doubt, after all, was safe—that the god in the sanctuary was finite in his power, and hence a fraud. One horse-laugh is worth ten thousand syllogisms. It is not only more effective; it is also vastly more intelligent."