Sorry to bother you. I just thought I’d write again. Being a ‘lazy day’ for me, I’ve spent a lot of it (bar my reading hours, generally in the bath) online, just scanning back and forth between my inbox, your site, and benighted forays across to YouTube and Telegram, desperately trying to see if anyone else is ‘out there’, so to speak, and worth paying attention to. As usual, the latter two came up empty. I don’t know a single decent UK-centric Nationalist or NS Telegram channel, and YouTube delayed me with a few minutes of current affairs courtesy of the channel of Connor Tomlinson (a ‘revolutionary’ Catholic zoomer with a certain weary intelligence, but a lot of normie hang-ups and a conservative mindset).
I wish someone else would comment on your site too. It’s been too many days now, and it’s a complete pain. I like chatting with you on there, but, as always, it’s back to the wondering why no one else has a mind/ideals/a spine. I think they’re a disgrace, after a while, a very big let down, considering what I had thought the radical end of the dissident spectrum could provide. I check periodically every day, just refreshing multiple times in between reading your profound new content, and it’s tiresome, like waiting for paint to dry, or a pot to boil. I like having multiple people to play off, and engage with—even if on the whole they do simply resent me and want to prove me wrong or put me down, or simply express more cold shoulder indifference, perhaps in the hope I myself will give up and go away.
I’m hoping René is still reading Consumption, and gets back to me when he’s read it. I could do with some honest feedback from a novel/additional mind. It’s just that no one really keeps in touch with me (bar you). I emailed an online acquaintance with some vegan stuff yesterday, filling him in on some old WDH discussions, and included a copy of your new Dominion refresher article to boot, but he’s ignored me. Do you still get a lot of correspondence daily from regular long term commenters and such? If so, do they have interesting things to say? I was wondering if the new Romanian you had highlighted to me had got back to you now also.
I think I’ll continue to scan your site periodically for the rest of the evening until bed, and keep my inbox tab open also in the hope the other guy eventually responds. I expect it will be a long wait, and perhaps not a worthwhile one, but I’m too tired now to embark on any more evening book reads. There’s so little to do in this tiny house in the winter bar general tidy-ups, mindless minutiae, endless daily diary & publishing edits, and scanning your site, the only real site online I pay any attention to.
To repeat, yeah, it’s disheartening that they’ve all dispersed… really disappointing. This is by far too regular an occurrence. I know I often speak of whites as a collective disappointing me, usually thinking of all the massed demographic compartments of various breeds of normies, and leftists, and Christians, and bourgeoisie. It annoys me that I have to widen the net on that, up to and including real (whatever that means) radicals. It doesn’t bode well for the future. If they can’t even abstractly talk about it, just vaguely, or philosophically… how on earth would they ever, when pressed, carry it out? I know we say the circumstances would leave them no option but to. It’s just a shame that no one has that whim voluntarily in them as of the present. Two or three people, maybe. And a huge heap of confident showboaters, tailored very much to their own time and needs primarily. I always hope I’m wrong.
Sorry to be a broken record on this.
Best regards,
Ben
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Hi Ben,
It’s truly impressive that your feelings are a perfect copy of mine!
I routinely do the same thing, like Diogenes, who walked the streets with a lit lamp, saying he was “looking for men” who were honest.
Remember what Joseph told me in his London home: in these dark times, there aren’t any.
If there were, there would be several forums like this one, where people yearn with infinite longing for a revolution like the one in Pierce’s novel.
But the Aryan men of Kali Yuga are all degenerates, it seems. (However, although I hardly receive any correspondence, I am very grateful to a couple of sponsors who send me a monthly stipend.)
Like you, I also sometimes search for voices on YouTube to combat the extremely heavy, depressive loneliness. I sometimes listen to Alexander Mercouris and his interviewers because the final humiliation of NATO suits us, or Peter Schiff and Alasdair Macleod because the collapse of fiat currencies would destroy the System—and therefore bring us back to life. But there are no nuclear missiles flying over the Atlantic, nor is the American dollar hyperinflating yet.
My life in Mexico is like an exasperating prison I can’t escape. I have no real friends or real family, and all I hope is that you could come here to raise an adopted boy and girl. That would immediately lift me out of my depression.
Not even my friend Paulina wants to see me, I suppose because she knows my heart is with my old Platonic love, Catalina; although less than a year ago I proposed to Pau to raise an Aryan baby.
My exasperating loneliness is so absolute that I only find solace in translating Hojas Susurrantes into English. But the most horrible thing of all is that if Anglo-Americans hadn’t committed the greatest crime in all of History, something truly astronomical, people like you and I would have many friends. In that alternate universe, we wouldn’t be depressed but fighting for the ideals of a Führer who could have died of old age, even in the 1980s (not in 1945)!
As long as these creepy Anglo-Americans don’t see their mortal sin, or at least the Germans or the Nordics see it, we will live like Diogenes, walking the streets of Athens without being able to talk to anyone (right now, for example, I’m returning to my study after my evening walk…).
The walk of Diogenes through Athens describes perfectly what I do here in San Diego. I see the degenerates at the bars, the homeless on the streets, the trash littering the sidewalks. I think about a world where Hitler and his revolutionary worldview are in place. A world where I’m with a trustworthy woman and have several kids by now. It’s still possible in this darkest of hours, but it does seem hard to fathom that we can win when so many of our people are so thoroughly rotten. I do think that unfortunately over 99% of Aryan peoples walking this earth presently will not join our cause. We look for the 1% to rid the world of filth and establish a way to build a future Aryan world. I thank you Cesar for allowing me a place to learn and know we are not completely alone. I, like others who visit this site, check this site daily for new knowledge and to know there are like minded people out there who see the world for what it really is.
dear César,
How much I want you and your expertise to write for us an article about how to raise an Aryan child. Should I give him a phone and a computer when he grows up, or should I make him read books only? Should I teach him in school or at home, and what should I teach him? And how will he get a job if I do not enroll him in school? On the other hand, if I teach him in school and let him work and then get married, how will he stay by my side and take care of me when I grow old?
All these questions are constantly in the mind of anyone who wants to properly raise an Aryan child. So please, César, I kindly ask you to write an article about the correct way of upbringing.
Hi Robert,
It’s absolutely imperative to raise several Aryan children, as many as you can support (you’ll understand if you reach my age without children).
Obviously, you must homeschool them, and they must never have cell phones.
The problem is which children they can be around. Certainly not children whose minds are being destroyed by the System. Perhaps it would be a good idea for them to live near a Mennonite community so they can play with those children, though never take them to the churches of those communities.
All of this is very complicated, since few have the resources to provide a large house where these children can thrive in a fenced yard, and because as teenagers they will have to start earning a living.
In theory, if the Mennonites can do it, we could too. We need to live with white families who live nearby, and one of the things that irritates me about WN is that they aren’t forging these things online to take a solid step in the real world.
Have you seen what I said about the film The Village (here and here)?
I see what you mean about the importance of both home-schooling and also limited access (or no access) to individual consumer technology from my (now unfortunately curtailed) experience, rather impotent as it was at all in this femicentric society, of being a stepfather to 5 children.
Throughout their childhoods I noticed the reach of thoroughly addictive cellphones, TV viewing, and X-Boxes & other consoles, an impact I would call nothing short of insidious. I tried very early on to prevent them having phones (which surely they did not need), and to cut off all use of computer game devices, and most use of TV (bar occasional selective movie viewing once in a blue moon, preferably off DVD), plus any timed internet access not without being monitored (not that they were very interested in computers) but unfortunately I was ganged up on my other adult members of the family, my own father and mother included – let alone the school’s prissy female staff/social services, who hinted to us the totally spurious point that not owning a TV/games console is a early warning sign of ‘child abuse’ in an interviewed family usually – and my decision was briskly overturned, for the sake of ‘convenience’, with all the calls of ‘don’t be unfair to them’ and ‘it won’t do them any harm’, all the usual ‘you want to drag us back to the Dark Ages, stop being such a caveman’.
Well, I think, together with unvetted socialising, and state comprehensive schooling, that the harm has very much been done to them as adults. I tried very much to take them into the real world, on country and forest walks and fitness sessions, and beach exploration, and animal parks and the like, as much as possible into what is the great outdoors, and reality, not a fantastical, fictionalised digital prison, always supervised given their ages though, and to compete with the school (which I had not personally enrolled them into, as someone who wanted home-schooling myself) in delivering lectures and interactive sessions, and plenty of books to them about the world and society and history, but I was not effective enough, naturally, and I was overshadowed – and in the end, criminally, impeded formally from teaching them anything by a bent legal and punitive system invoked by her ex-husband who claimed I was ‘brainwashing’ them – just as they were programmed with unhelpful introjects, and shoddy customs, and deep-set behavioural routines, and fed lies, and incredibly harmful bullshit, by every sanctioned source of information or condoned authority around them.
I mourn that this happened, and that I could not prevent it – given absolutely no domestic power to by the state and no patriarchal authority to be claimed in the home. I relish the opportunity to try again with this, César, even though I may be a while in getting this plan together due to the current financial constraints and personal life impositions on the part of the authorities. Certainly, everything you say makes sense.
Hi Ben, I have started reading your book. However, I am a slow reader.
Hi again René, thanks for telling me. I hope you find it an acceptable read. It’s ok, there’s certainly no rush… I myself am still working through some of the things you kindly sent me.
I hope this finds you well by the way.
Cheers,
Ben