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The Fundamental Difference

It really does not matter what the THING OF THE DAY! is.

Doesn’t matter what the argument is, what the narrative is, what the reasons are.

There are only two types of men in the world:

  • Those who feel absolutely honour bound to keep their word.
  • Those who do not.

Paradoxically, the first group will try to avoid explicitly giving their word, but even when they do not swear and oath, they will go to extreme lengths to keep to what they said they would or would not do.

The second group, on the other hand, will swear bling on their grandmothers and children all sorts of things, and immediately pretend they did not, lie, avoid, dodge, and deny that the sky is blue, without even a hint of shame or embarrassment.

It is also the case, thanks to the grasp of statistics (yes, yes, I know, a lost art to almost every human being alive today, except those few mystics who understand basic math and logic, like myself) that there are valid generalisations about various ethnic groups in this regard.

What? *Gasp*! Say it is not so! How racist! How, how… positively NOTICING of me!

Well, when you are finished clutching your pearls and urinating in fear down your legs, if you manage not to swoon, here are some statistical truths that will no doubt cause you great anxiety.

In about the 1800s or so, most European men, be they Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Sardinians, Russians, Latvians, Yugoslavians, British, American, or even, dare I say it, French, all understood that a man of honour, that is, a man of value, a man you can rely on, was the type of man that would keep his word even if he had to face death.

The same has never been true of the progeny of villainous scum, such as the Australians and New Zealanders, of course, because genetics don’t lie.

And of course, in other contexts the virtue of honour was held rather asymmetrically. For example, the Roma (Gypsies) do have a code of honour of sorts, but it applies to themselves within their own tribes and even then is a complicated and byzantine affair. To a similar extent, this is true of various African tribes and I suspect the original Red Indian tribes of many kinds.

The Japanese, of course have become world famous for their concept of honour unblinking even in the face of certain death. The Chinese concept can be almost as extreme but the rules are completely different from the Japanese one. And the Koreans are again something else.

Now, of course, there are always exceptions, there may even be a couple or three decent Australians, perhaps a blood-oath with a gypsy would safeguard you against that man’s relatives from robbing you blind or even defending you as one of their own. Sure. But by and large, clichés are clichés for a reason. Generalisations are still facts.

Now, let us observe the behaviour of Israel in this regard. In less than 48 hours it has gone from:

1. Exterminate all Palestinians, men, women and children are all guilty and evil!

2. Bomb them all like the Brits did to Dresden!

3. We blew up their hospital! HAHAHAHAH!

4. Ummm… what? You guys are all calling us genocidal evil Zionists? Errr…

5. We had to do it! Hamas hides their fighter in the hospitals and schools!

6. Wait, what, you still not buying it? Errr…

7. Okay then! It wasn’t actually us! Hamas blew up their own hospital! Hahahah! See? they are evil!

8. Uh….what? You don’t believe us at all and a bunch of videos show it clearly was not a typical Palestinian petard, thousands of which have done very little damage to anyone ever? Errr…

7. Yeah, ok… it was a… a misfire. So There you have it. unfortunate. Nothing can be done about it. Ooops.

And keep in mind that the motto of Mossad is that by deception they will make war.

Now, sure, in War, truth is the first casualty. And deception against an enemy is to a certain degree acceptable. But the outright, intentional mass murder of defenceless civilians, a good number of which are children, never is. And it is also axiomatic that people willing and able to do such things, cannot EVER be assumed to have anything even remotely close to a concept of honour, justice and courage as that enshrined in Catholic (and thus Christian, since Catholicism IS Christianity, and always has been) dogma.

Now, you may disagree with me on any number of things. you may foolishly, historically and erroneously believe I am in error about Catholicism, or Sedevacantism, or basic math and logic, but, despite the enormous lacunae in your brain, I believe really every single human being that is not biologically impaired in a serious way in their reasoning ability, is perfectly capable of understanding what is meant by men who can and do keep their word, yes, even in the face of death, and this is important, this is the fundamental difference, and men who do not.

All you have to decide in life, is which kind of man do you want to be?

And, then, far more difficult, which kind of man actually are you?

I have known since a young age what kind of man I wanted to become. I was 4 years old when my grandfather for whatever reason (and trying to safeguard my life, probably, given my mindset even then) said to me:

“Remember, better to be a living deckhand, than a dead hero.”

He wasn’t really advocating for cowardice, but rather against pride. In Italian, which is a very nuanced language, this is clearer than the English translation can express. My grandfather was an extremely courageous man and I know with absolute certainty his meaning then was simply along the lines of “Be humble and dignified and live, rather than be boastful, or caught up in status and pride and fall foul of the vicissitudes of crowds.”

But to my four-year old mind, it sounded more like the simple and child-like version: Hide and live instead of do something heroic and die for it.

And in my four-year old brain, I distinctly recall the sensation, and the thought. I never answered back. Didn’t disagree with him, for I loved that man. But in my young mind I clearly thought… “Yeah, but if you are alive as a deckhand, you’re still just a deckhand. A hero is a hero.” And it was not about status, or pride. Even then as as mall child, it was about honour. A Hero is a hero not because he is necessarily good or well-thought of or famous. he is a hero because his character, his heart, his soul, compelled him to do some enormous sacrifice in service of others and as such, he is remembered and respected for it, even in death if need be. And that, is worth something. Something numinous and imprecise and hard to define, but something important to God nevertheless. Something that some men know and feel in their very core and others perhaps never do or lose sight of it or fear drives out of them. I don’t know. I can’t say.

While it took me time to overcome fear or failure in this regard, it was never in question to me what the right path was. Everyone is afraid at times and everyone fails at times. But it is not those things that count, but rather your ability, willingness and actuality of getting up again and continuing forward. I believe I was about seven or so when I made the conscious decision that I would become one of those men and be one regardless of fear or pain or damage.

I did achieve this, relatively early on, but it was only after I was baptised that I truly can say any hint of fear I had was very much dissipated almost entirely. I am sure some trepidation in especially potentially horrific scenarios would remain, but above all, I trust God, that no matter how bad it gets, even unto death, He will do what is just and merciful and true with regard to me. And that is the type of comfort that can never be faked or bought, or synthesised in any way.

So, my unknown friend. Choose. Choose you want to be and then be it.

C’mon! Stop being so defeatist!

It’s like these younger generations just don’t realise they are just in time for surviving a proper zombie apocalypse, Gamma World, and Paranoia RPG all rolled into one!

C’mon! Get with the programme, Zoomers!

Reality is Quite Different than you Think

This topic is potentially endless.

I have blogged about the Maxwell equations. Written about the real history of humanity and antigravity technology. Written about the incredible abilities a trained human can achieve with the correct knowledge. And even created role playing games designed to get you to start thinking in certain ways that will help you in life, regardless of what happens.

On this very blog, you can find posts on how to not just survive clown world (in detail), but take them on and win.

And I have also written about Christianity, which I think is far more important… if only you really get it. Which apparently, quite a few people did, since, despite me being anything like a “theologian” and having lived most of my life as a Zen-Agnostic somewhat hedonist, over 100 (and counting) people converted to proper Catholicism (Sedevacantism) as a result of reading some of these works. And some are getting married in Church and soon will be making children too.

But despite all of that, the sheer volume of lies, the scale of the deception, and even worse of the neutering, and in some cases literal castration of everything male, starting with children, and the weakening of the entire human race as a result, is sickening.

I mean we literally have 100% confirmed pedophiles, with pictures and videos of himself with CHILDREN doing sexual things, being the son of the “president”. That “president” that can’t string a sentence together, is in all likelihood a pedophile himself, and worse, if some of the videos about “allegedly” him that were on that computer, are any indication, and apparently literally shits himself regularly. That guy, who supposedly got more votes, miraculously than Trump. That’s who’s supposedly “running” America.

And cocaine clown pretending to be president of Country 404, syphoning billions and grinding human beings to meat for the sake of his habit as well as the money that is all going to corrupt Ukis, Americans that all have their sons working for some gas giant there and just happen to be the sons of “president” and senators and so on.

And trafficked children, for sex, tortured for adrenochrome, and salt for organ transplants, all from the same hellhole. And the world slumbers on.

The Barons of the feudal age would have charged the ivory towers of their “rulers” and replaced them very swiftly. But today, the bovine pre-eminence of fat, hormonally challenged, intelligence stunted balls of lard pretending to be humans is such that any hint of having to think beyond their next Big Mac, or fizzy soda, or porn, or video game, is an intolerable pain and injustice.

So, what are the chances that you, yes you, dear reader, that tiny, sliver of consciousness that is still not completely brain-dead, come here, read this and pay attention to one sentence, just one, that is more important than all the others put together if only you would hear it. If only, you would take it on and use it.

If only.

Well, I can’t force you. And despite who I was for a long time, today, I would not want to force you to pay attention to it. I do, however, wish that all those who do not pay attention to it, keep well away from me. Please do. It’s unpleasant for both of us otherwise.

You ready for that one sentence?

Who am I to listen to, you say? No one. No one important. I have done and seen a lot more than most men ever will. I have travelled a lot, learnt of different cultures all over the world. From the Khoi-San of the Kalahari desert, who tracked for us and taught me how to find food and water in the desert as a child, to the semi-secular muslims of Kazakhstan, which are very pleasant people. To the happy, friendly, and often gullible and ignorant Americans, who, by and large, are simple, nice people, to the English. The Irish, the Scots, the Polish, the Russians, the Latvians, the Bulgarians, and many other people in between, from deepest Africa to the most exclusive gentlemen’s clubs of London. I have trained in karate and Systema until I could teach it and did, over some four decades. I changed countries and careers several times. I married and divorced twice and I am a father several times over.

I have learnt skills most never learn, and read more books than most people read in a few lifetimes over. I speak and read at least 4 languages and a smattering of others.

I have written books and planted trees, in case you were a Hemingway fan.

But in truth, none of that matters all that much. From one man to another I am just a man after all. I have made plenty of big errors and probably will do many more before I die. I try to learn from them, as I can, as everyone does.

But in all of that, the most important thing I found is one. Easily said in one phrase. But will you hear it? Will you take it on? Will you dig into it? Will you, in short, consider it truly and deeply?

I hope so. I do. I pray you do.

Here it is then:

The most Truth you can ever find will be found in the original Catholic Church, which today only exists as Sedevacantists.

That’s it. Now go dig. And don’t stop. Because even if you take it on, and even if you study it deep, and even if you become a full blown Catholic. If you keep studying. If you keep working at it instead of just sit on your butt because you think you’re done after baptism, then, my friend, you will find joy, and miracles, and literally a life you could Never have imagined filling your heart so full.

May God guide you.

A Fighter’s Absolute Top Weapon: Mindset

Regardless of your IQ, your reflexes, your physical constitution, your resources and your opportunity relative to your target, all of which are obviously important, there is one thing that absolutely separates the warriors from the LARPers, and the winners from the losers.

A fighter’s mindset is the absolute foundational bedrock on which everything else that makes him a fighter hinges, and this is even far more important in real life than in set-pieces like a boxing or MMA match which have rules and are set in essentially artificial parameters.

In real life, there is no referee, the fight is not necessarily directly physical against another human and so on.

The last 3 years of total war have demonstrated that in order to depopulate you, personally and specifically, weapons of mass effect have been used against you. And if you pay any attention to these things, you will note that the primary weapon used was psychological.

The constant media bombardment of fear of the deadliest virus ever known to man in all of human history, was relentless. A virus so deadly that it turned out it had a mortality rate lower than the common flu. Nevertheless, it worked. People were scared, especially initially when nothing was known and the fake numbers and fake information coming through was apocalyptic in nature.

In parallel was run a massive campaign of economic destruction and psychological isolation and terror about your loved ones dying as well as yourself if you did not inject yourself with a genetic serum they SAID was safe and effective, but really was and is murder-juice.

And of course, they used the state sanctioned force to impose house arrest, business shut-downs, and fines and imprisonment for anyone who did not comply with self-tagging with totally pointless masks and so on.

You didn’t get the red commie bastards, freaks and totalitarian useful idiots charging your home with machine guns. It wasn’t required. They got you do do everything for them.

They used MINDSET against you. They affected YOUR mindset. And if your mindset was weaker than theirs you complied. The mixture of psychological warfare, gaslighting and actual physical and economic discomfort was enough to make the majority bend and take the genetic serum as deep as they wanted to shove it in you.

This was easily predictable on a simple basis: At a minimum, 80% of people will not fight back at all. And in the modern era, I think that number is probably well over 90%, but let’s remain optimistic and say it is 90% “only”.

That means that 9 out of 10 people will climb into the cattle cars when they are told the concentration camps are really not so bad and it’s for their own good they need to go there.

Of that remaining 10% very few would actually take up arms even in a real “we’re coming door to door to arrest and jail and forcibly jab all the no-vaxxers”. Historically the number is somewhere between 5% and 1%.

It is true however, that if/when that level of direct conflict arrives, that 1% or 5% or whatever it is, will get some effective and practical support by much larger number of people and in fact will even be able to double or triple its ranks quickly if they achieve some strategic (morale boosting) victories. At a certain point, the straw breaks the camel’s back and then you will find no one that argues against the tip of the spear. Almost everyone will have magically now become “the good guys” again.

As an Italian, we have a special understanding of this from WW2. We started out siding with the Germans, but as the Germans began losing, we gradually became pro-Allied powers, and by the time Italy was “liberated” we had made sure to kill Il Duce ourselves, to show what good allies we were. Everyone still remembers the Germans as the evil Nazis, and the Japanese as torturing freaks, but everyone loves the Italians. Well… except the incels, they hate us for stealing all your women and then some.

But you see my point.

Now, the beauty of the fighter’s mindset is that regardless of the weapons used against him, physical or psychological, the baseline features of a fighter’s mindset remain unchanged.

And that mindset is simply this:

A total devotion to winning the fight by whatever means.

I can hear the hippies and their “honourable” counterparts saying “well… well… not by ANY means surely!”

And that is the first hurdle. Every man has a set of morals and ethics, lines he will or will not want to cross and most would be very surprised to find out just how quickly and easily they would cross those lines at a run given certain circumstances. The primary difference between a warrior’s mind and everyone else is self-knowledge.

I am under no illusions whatever about my ethical limits, as well as all the other limits, physical, intellectual, and so on.

As the Greeks used to say:

Man – Know Thyself.

I literally went to Delphi in Greece, where that statement is said to have originated with the Oracle there. You can see images of that trip in the Image Gallery. And it is the foundational statement I have right from the start in my book on Systema.

If you know yourself intimately and profoundly, if you have found yourself repeatedly in situations that went beyond your self-perceived concepts of yourself and yet you overcame them, and you learnt your true limits better, then you will have no hesitation in knowing where your personal “line” is.

I certainly have no doubts on it. You can place me into pretty much any hypothetical or real situation and a “moral dilemma” is almost certainly never going to even slow me down for a fraction of a second.

That’s point number one of mindset: Know your ethical lines.

Point number two: Know your level of combativeness.

This is to a certain degree inborn, it can be developed, curated, certainly increased and refined, but ultimately, the level of combative response is yet another fundamental thing you need to be very keenly and deeply aware of within yourself. And it does not apply just to physical confrontations. It applies to any situation that requires confrontation. It can be business, a rude guy having some road rage, or whatever. Mine is specific to circumstances and can utterly confuse even people that have known me for decades. Yet it is very simple. I react usually in a fairly de-escalating way with people or situations that are not really immediate threats, unless of course, they tickle my injustice bone, which is something rather rarefied in design and quality, hence quite rare in the modern age, which again, surprises people at odd times. In life-or-death situations or ones that can be such for people dear to me, then, well, some might pity the fools that go there, but I am not one of them. The response will be likely to be nuclear and permanent, regardless of consequences.

Point number three: Emotional Control.

If you can’t keep your eyes open the minute someone throws a punch at you, you can’t duck it effectively. If you can’t stay calm when the violence is about to kick off, you get tunnel vision and miss things. If you can’t keep thinking while fighting, you will not see the best opportunities. If you let your emotions control you, your enemies will use them to do so. Emotional control can only be increased by placing yourself in emotionally difficult situations repeatedly. It is, essentially, a desensitising process. And again, it applies to all facets of life. If you are too scared to ask a pretty girl out, you will never get a date with a pretty girl. If you force yourself to ask every pretty girl for a date, over time you will learn to adjust and not get freaked out. And eventually, asking a pretty girl for a date will have the same emotional content as drinking a cup of tea.

Point number four: Know your triggers.

Everyone has these, and you need to know precisely where they are, why they are, and be able to be non-reactive to them. Sounds impossible right? Not really. If your level of combativeness is extremely high but your emotional control is low, you will likely end up in jail later, even if you win the fight. Or, you might get the bad guy in front of you, but not his whole crew.

If on the other hand you have extremely high combativeness and also extremely high emotional control, you will react only when doing so ensures not only that you avoid punishment later, but that you get the bad guy, his crew, his family and acquaintances, and his pets too. And will have the truck with salt delivered just in time over the ashes of his entire genetic line. Having triggers doesn’t mean you have to react to them instantly.

Point number five: Patience.

This is a difficult one, and most people that (think) they know me will laugh at the idea I could teach anyone anything about patience. Keep in mind that my last employer had printed two of my sayings and pinned them up on the wall of his office under the label Giuseppe’s Sayings. They were:

  • False modesty is not a virtue, and
  • Patience is an excuse for the witless

And mostly it is. However, there are things at which my patience will wear out most everyone else. I grew up in a family of hunters, and learnt from a young age that I had a natural talent for waiting in order to get that kill shot, or find that animal, or track it. Then I worked in security and that same skill was honed when investigating people and crimes and frauds. The ability to bide your time when required, so as to get the best of your enemy, is innate in me, and I am not sure if it is genetic (I suspect it is) but as with anything, it can probably be improved upon, that said, I think a predisposition for this, if you have the other attributes too, especially combativeness, makes you a dangerous enemy.

Point number six: Speed of Variation and Improvisation.

A real fighter can instantly alter his trajectory if the conditions suddenly change or require it. This is something that has all the above elements in part, and experience and genetics as well as IQ to a certain degree all blended in, but can be dramatically improved by playing out scenarios in your head almost constantly and thinking of alternatives and situational changes. If you also train this way, it improves your ability dramatically. Systema uses many fun such “drills” that have unexpected, unorthodox components in hand to hand training, but you can use the same general attitude in (as usual) all aspects of life. It is a mixture of quick thinking, willingness to act at a moment’s notice, the ability to calculate probabilities on the fly on the basis of the multiple variables of a dynamic situation while being objective about your own abilities. The switch from patient observer to sudden striker in the event of a hunt that changes suddenly, the ability to throw your opponent off guard by doing the unexpected, all can be used in most interactions too. That chubby girl cockblocking you from her hot friend you’d like to get to know better and maybe get together with? Instead of remaining stumped or quiet at her rudely trying to show you up with inappropriate (and often untrue) public statements? Counter-attack instead.

A simple example from my debauched past need not be as drastic, you can tone it to the situation, but to her “Leave my friend alone, she has a boyfriend and is not interested in you!”

Instead of looking like a deer in headlights, you could instantly respond with “What? Oh you got it so wrong! I was only trying to speak to your hot friend in order to get close to you! I can tell YOU don’t have a boyfriend, and I’m into getting the plumper lonely ones away from the herd, you know, for the added meat when I axe murder them and cannibalise them. Come here, my soft, dear girl, do you like Chianti?” Anyone listening to this is bound to laugh, especially if they have seen the Hannibal Lecter films or series. And it also neutralises her. Of course it is also a filter for how “woke” her friend is if she freaks out at the “plumper” comment, and so on. In short, you have put the enemy off balance and at the same time undermined their position while still keeping the original target in your sights, though indirectly, for example, by turning to the pretty girl and asking with obviously feigned nonchalance “Does your boyfriend like fillet mignon? No, just you then for dinner?” The triple entendre is baked in (which I only realised long after I wrote this, during a second pass hours later to correct for spelling etc, because it is honestly the kind of sentence that just comes to me, the skill has become unconscious).

The more dangerous a situation is, the more likely that the fog of war is more, and in those cases, being able to improvise can literally mean life and death.

The above pretty much defines the mindset. Of course, resources, possibilities and so on are all important, but remember that third worlders with inferior technology by a few levels (in traveller terms), inferior equipment at all levels, and inferior training and opportunities still kicked the crap out of the most powerful military in the world. Twice. (Vietnam and Afghanistan). What they had, was a mindset that squished the American one at fifty paces with merely a glance.

So. Focus on building up your mindset. The rest will follow.

Here is a book/game I wrote to help you begin developing it and learning by playing, which is the best way to learn, how to imagine and resolve various scenarios.

The Dirty Old West RPG Gaming Report

It was a little while ago, but I refereed a brief RPG of the pen and paper kind, the one I wrote a while back and revamped last year.

I know that pen and paper RPGames are probably a GenX thing now, the Millennials can’t read and the Zyklons keep sliding their fingers on the pages wondering why the writing doesn’t change.

That all said, it was a n enjoyable experience considering the players were a rather autistic millennial, a slightly autistic Gender and my eldest daughter.

None of them had played any such games before, and I did throw at them a rather “advanced” RPG scenario, nevertheless, it was far from a total failure, and I think they did enjoy parts of it.

I am used to battle-hardened RPGers so it was my fault for not giving them a more linear and simple scenario. I should have stuck to simple cowboy antics with maybe a little supernatural thrown in, but noooo, I had to get them into a Red Indian Shaman temporal wormhole opening that threw them into a semi-post zombie apocalypse scenario from the future with things like helicopters that had to be described as giant mechanical beetles (I must have done a good job because it took them a while to realise it was a helicopter).

My old RPG friends would have revelled in that. But these guys could have used a much simpler scenario to get them used to the mechanics, even though they are frightfully simple even compared to old D&D rules.

Anyway, I was dusting off some papers and came across the gaming notes and I read through the rules again for fun, and even if I do say so myself, it is a good little game. Quite possible to run a brief, bloody and fun scenario in an hour even with 4 or 5 players, including character creation if the referee is up to speed with the rules (reading the short rulebook once a couple of hours before is enough to make you player ready. When you have read it through a couple of times and played a few games this becomes ridiculously simple to run games for).

Anyway, even if you have not played pen and paper RPGs before, or you think you are too old, or whatever, I strongly suggest you try it and at least let your children try it. The face-to-face interaction with the other humans fosters interpersonal skills that frankly I think are almost lost to the internet and digital “social” brain-sucking platforms.

Sure I’d love it if you played my RPG games, either this one or the Zombie Apocalypse one, which also has a module out, but either way just play them. I don’t care what game or what system, try it. It really is a worthwhile endeavour.

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