Posts Tagged ‘The Kurganate’

Once more on James Wharram

I wrote briefly about James before as a possible way to escape Clown World for those less burdened by many children perhaps.

I have not had enough time to yet finish his second book, People of the Sea, but am a good 2/3 of the way through it and am genuinely fascinated by the man. Had I known of him earlier, while I still lived in England, I would probably have tried to meet him and have a conversation. Something now impossible as he left this Earth on 14 December 2021.

It is hard to know how I would have reacted to him in person. On the one hand I get the sense he was a man that had absolutely no doubts about his way of doing things, regardless of what anyone else thought, which I relate to very well, and he also seems to have been comfortable with the ocean, something that I, though not a sailor, always have been too. For me, mostly as a form of relaxing solitude. These are the sides of him I relate to. But on the other hand there are sides of him I am curious about. Not so much his rather hedonistic aspect of having multiple female lovers live and work together, though I am sure that fascinates many men.

The reality of that aspect is not one that fascinates me very much. I have had many lovers and at times some of these women knew of each other, but ultimately I am an intense person in a way I suspect is very different from how James was.

The ever-shifting dynamics of female emotions, and multiple females at that, tend to affect me perhaps more than they should, as my ability to sense the mood of others is elevated enough it invariably has some influence on me. Not in the sense that it diverts me from my chosen path, but rather in the sense that it acts as a kind of unpleasant background noise when it is in dissonance with my own rather calm and ever-forward looking natural state of being.

Two, three, or five women at a time in a confined space like a sailing catamaran could quickly devolve into a floating hell from which the only escape would be to tie the main anchor to your neck while seeking the blissful silence of death in the depths of the Ocean.

Probably too my own intensity in this regard would be at fault. I could never really be with a woman half-heartedly, even when the encounters were brief and temporary. After all, the whole point for me was to experience that person as deeply as I could in the moment, ephemeral or even inconsequential as it might be in the long term. And that tends to cause a reaction in the women too, and in the other women who inevitably end up in some kind of competition for such attention.

But in some way I sense this ability of James to juggle multiple women at once in a way that clearly was not superficial —at least from what I can gather from a book— since after all, he had children with at least two of them and long relationships with several, is tied —or at least related to— his ability to immerse himself also in customs of pacific islanders, and what he refers to as “Arts and Craft” types that helped him build various ships over the years.

Once again, the thought of spending weeks, months and years with random strangers of rather eccentric types and backgrounds —which I uncharitably think of as a kind of kumbaya unwashed hippies— sends a shiver up my spine.

None of this is a judgement on James Wharram, but rather merely a springboard on which I ponder my own character and try to compare it, to see what I might learn, if anything. For this reason I would genuinely have loved to spend some hours talking with him and getting a sense of him directly.

Whatever one might think of his character, there is absolutely no denying that he was a unique and uniquely talented individual. With a knack for meeting, attracting and becoming partnered with similarly uniquely talented women too.

I wonder at his ability to commune with groups of people from very different walks of life, because I too have this quality, but it seems to me, perhaps wrongly, he had a better ability to remain embroiled with them for longer periods and in more confined spaces. Something I doubt I could do for very extended periods of time.

It makes me wonder, at what abilities I may need to learn and gain proficiencies in, if I am, indeed, ultimately, to succeed at creating the greater Kurganate I have set out to do.

But then I also am pre-selecting the people I am interested in attracting because I have already determined they need to be 1958 Sedevacantists, preferably with a good understanding of the first Crusade and the Siege of Malta for their inspiration regarding being a good Catholic, for this to work.

There is also an undercurrent of the boomer years and zeitgeist that existed in the 1960s and 1970s and generic optimism of the 1980s that possibly made his unusual life both easier in certain ways and also harder in others, but that is pretty much as most men have it anyway.

What shines through most for me is the absence of the levels of bureaucracy, nickel and diming, permits and regulations, that he could mostly operate under.

Another aspect is the extreme bravery that perhaps is best described as the foolishness of youth that later matures into courage that was exhibited by all his lifelong female companions. As well as the fact that all of them, James included, absolutely give me the certain impression of essentially being good, open, friendly and reliable people.

Human beings are all nasty, brutish, weak, selfish beasts, even the best of us, but between our flaws and weaknesses and fears and egos, there are genuine moments of light and joy and love and bravery and goodness that simply reveal also the spark of the divine in us. And I have the absolute sense that James Wharram and “his women” all would have been people I could see that aspect of humanity in them that makes us redeemable.

I see and recognise his quasi-pagan ways in my own attitude for most of my life before my conversion experience to Crusader style pre-Vatican II Catholicism, a conversion I would have ridiculed as impossible even one day before the 3rd of March 2013.

And I wonder how I might have seen his views in say 2020 when I was already a baptised Catholic and he was still alive and I imagine from his writing at least, in possession of all his faculties.

Again, not as a judgment on him, but rather a perspective on me.

It makes me wonder… what if I had managed to get my yacht in my early 20s and started sailing and lived a life close to what he did?

And I am reminded of a time when I was 19 I think, and went for a week to Durban to do a sailing course. I slept on the boat to save money, which was an option, enjoyed the skipper, who was a grizzled old man that took the usual “liking” to me that men who are men in their own right often took with me when they were older, which is to say, be impressed by my ability (I was the only one who did not take motion sickness medication who managed to keep his lunch in his stomach, and that only by watching what the skipper did, which was to let the waves move him instead of fight them) and at the same time get frustrated by my overreaching. In the exercise on rescuing a man fallen overboard, I got the shortest time… but I did so by arriving at the lifesaver that had been cast overboard at such speed that even when the sail was dropped and the boat came right up to the lifesaver so it could be plucked out by hand without even needing the pole to hook it, the skipper blew up at me.

Doing that manoeuvre that way in a storm was likely to crush the man overboard’s skull if the waves and the boat’s speed and sudden stop did not align perfectly. But we weren’t in a storm. And it was a lifesaver doughnut, not a living person. And I did the best time. But I kept quiet. He was the skipper and he was trying to educate me. And I had had various injuries and my nose broken by various karate instructors, on whom I inspired similar sentiments. As the Japanese say:

“The nail that sticks out gets hammered.”

I enjoyed the week of sailing and I had taken that course because I wanted to learn to skipper in preparation for eventually finding a way to get a yacht and be free of most of the rest of the world.

But there were two events I still recall from that week. One was a film I went to see one evening, about the dictatorship in Chile, with Jeremy Irons and a beautiful young woman who is raped then killed by some random soldier. It was, I recognise now, propaganda designed to make Pinochet “the bad guy” when in effect he probably saved millions of Chileans from utter misery and death.

The other was an encounter at a local pub I went to on another evening, that being in a port was frequented by sailors. I struck up a conversation with a Frenchman, and he told me about his boat and how it didn’t take much money to do what I wanted to do. He had bought a boat in pretty bad “used” condition and worked on it for a year or so to get it ship shape. I don’t recall the exact type of boat, it wasn’t very big, but had two masts, he had travelled the world with it, and a woman, for eight years. Then, a couple of months earlier, the woman had enough, and left him. Somewhere in India I think, to fly back home to France and I suppose her family. He was still clearly distraught. As he drank another beer, to my then teetotaller juice or water, or whatever it was, he gradually became more melancholic and sad.

I still think about that Frenchman on rare occasions, and hope he found peace somewhere with someone.

But it also made me wonder. What would a life aboard be like? Yes I wanted freedom, from rules, people and humans in general, and considering I grew up mostly wild in rural areas around the world, it might give you an indication of just how misanthropic I am, and how much I enjoy the “authority” of people dumber, slower, and less accomplished as human beings in every way than I am, which basically means pretty much all governments on our planet currently, and absolutely and totally with respect to the pedovores that run them.

The life of endless adventure is one some men aspire to and can live. I know I have that in me and my own life is pretty much testament to it. But it is not that I was alone so much because I necessarily enjoyed it, as my mother had once assumed at around that time (but then it was obvious to me from age 2 onward that woman had and has never understood the remotest part of me or how I function). I spent a lot of time alone because the alternative was to spend it surrounded by idiots.

I know that sounds unkind, but it really was the case. Imagine, if you will, that your options in life was to retreat in a life mostly of solitude, or be perennially surrounded by mongoloids. As well-meaning and harmless as they might be, try to imagine how it would be to have them constantly around doing mongoloid things and talking mongoloid talks and discussing things on their mongoloid level.

And yes, again, I know how arrogant it sounds to probably most of you reading, but with an IQ that averaged at 155, the distance between me and the nominally average person of 100 IQ is greater than the one of the average person and a 65 IQ mentally handicapped person by a whole standard deviation.

I didn’t know or care about IQ then, but the distance in mental ability, interests, and so on was simply unavoidable. Part of the idea of sailing the seven seas was that in doing so I might meet and learn from cool people in far away lands and maybe even end up with that hot girl that would look really awesome in a swimming costume in some Caribbean island setting.

But the Frenchman made me think.

The lure of adventure for a man is natural, but for a woman… eventually their purpose in nature is to make children, and even if I found one willing and able to give birth at sea and homeschool them on the boat as we travelled the world… was that the kind of father I saw myself as?

It’s not that it would be a bad childhood for my children, or even unhappy for the woman; but…

what… ultimately… would be the point of such a life? How many ports and cultures and miles and miles and miles of ocean can you sail before it all starts to seem aimless?

I used to play Traveller a lot as a teenager, and even now, the idea of having a spaceship you can use to go explore weird new worlds and trade with alien species is something I would immediately say yes to. And I know every one of my children except possibly my eldest would too. And my wife. She probably would come along because the kids would convince her, but she likely would have a nervous breakdown.

The idea of a yacht was a kind of analogy for that.

Sail away. Meet new people, possibly frolic with hot exotic women, even if they didn’t have blue skin and came from another planet. That was the general idea. But then what?

I have in any case travelled a lot and met many different people and cultures; and spent enough time with many different women too. And yet, my perspective on this from when I was age 19 was still correct. I am glad I did it as otherwise I would have remained unsatisfied in the wondering of it, but my life was never about the travelling per se. That was just incidental. I went where my curious heart led me. That’s all.

So, the life of James Wharram seems to me to be almost a window into what one of my possible lives could have been. It is interesting to look through that window and think about it. But my sense of it, which I am sure is only because I am on this side of the window, is that such a life would have been just that much lonelier. Perhaps not by much, but by enough to probably be a bit more than I would have liked.

And I wonder what James would tell me if he were still here, sitting across from me with whatever his drink of choice might have been, be it an English tea or something else.

I suspect he might tell me that he was one of the most free and least lonely men that ever lived, having the love and companionship of multiple women simultaneously and adventure rarely had by anyone today alive. And I would keep quiet and listen.

And while imagining and pondering, I nevertheless do not envy nor begrudge the man anything. Because I think it is a trait of at least some men, of which I am one, that they do not experience such emotions. They are emotions that are the children of ambitions and lives unfulfilled and failures to launch. I have failed many times at many things. And I have not yet achieved but a fraction of what I want to, and honestly, unless dementia takes me, it is utterly impossible I ever will achieve even a quarter of what I would like to do, given infinite money and other resources. But the point is I have never stood still and stagnated. Sometimes I struggle in quicksand for a while, but eventually I drag myself out of it and carry on at my usual speed again. Besides, which adventuring hero of pulp fiction does not have a regular close call with quicksand?

So I read and think about James Wharram and his life and am glad for him and his having written it down. And of course for Hanneke Boon and Ruth and the other women and friends of his that made his story possible.

Wherever you may be James, I hope you have tropical waters and fair winds.

There are only two types of men

Those who have a line; and hold it.

And those who do not.

Now, a man’s line may vary somewhat over time, as life and experience gradually (or occasionally suddenly) make him aware of things he did not know, errors of judgement, or lies he has unwittingly believed.

But in essence, a man that has a line will hold the line regardless of where and when he is.

It’s the difference between someone willing to die for an ideal and those who are not.

While neither type of man is guaranteed to be ethical, there is a difference between them in that even if amoral, those who have a line are reliable at least as it concerns that line, while the others are not.

Historically such men, with a line, will tend to become the leaders of disaffected groups in any unjust society, and organise other men of this same type into an irregular “army” to take care of the many injustices and the corrupt, supposedly “elected”, leaders, and their nefarious minimums.

In many cases, such men started what later became known as criminal organisations, be it the mafia, triads, or yakuza, but in origin, starting from the “bandits” of Southern Italy, these were local men with the capacity, acumen and courage to do violence upon their and their people’s enemies, in direct response to injustices perpetrated on them.

Over time, such men, absent a moral imperative that they must believe in themselves at a profound level, will eventually, and inevitably, become corrupted, and if not them, their sons and grandsons will. Because once you cross the line of being willing to go against the “law” (however unjust it may be) in order to serve the greater good of “justice” from a human perspective, you will quickly realise that the “law” of the/any government, is no more and no less than the imposition of whatever rules by the use or threat of physical force. And who of us can’t do better than government work? So if you were to succeed at imposing your will on (initially) the government, how long would it be before you decide that you can impose it on whoever/everyone?

Did you know that Pablo Escobar had tried to become part of the government of Colombia? And while his “business” was brutal, and it is not politically viable to say so, are you certain that had he succeeded his rule would have been worse for the locals than the current government of Colombia? Because I for one don’t have enough relevant and verified information to be sure either way.

I do know, however, that someone like Pinochet was (and continued to be) vilified for having taken over Chile by force, and having stopped communism there by making some 3,000 people disappear, and having some other 30,000 or so escape that country. Bad guy right?

Except that in every single example we have from history of communist regimes coming to power, not only are millions of people displaced, but often millions are murdered, and certainly NEVER less than many tens of thousands.

Given these two alternatives, it seems obvious that Pinochet should be considered a heroic figure. But that does not suit the narrative of the people that run this planet.

Just like it does not suit their narrative for you to know a few choice bits of information, such as:

  • How fiat money actually works
  • How fiat money actually came about
  • Why usury used to be completely illegal in Catholic (and other countries)
  • How and why usury is not required at all for a functioning society and is in fact detrimental to it
  • How and why the royal houses of Europe were systematically destroyed over time
  • What is the real story behind Vatican II and who instigated and implemented it and how long they took to get there
  • What is actual Catholic dogma compared to what they tell you it is in the Novus Ordo, post Vatican II fake and impostor “Church”
  • Why it matters, and why as a result we can honestly say the only Catholics left are 1958 sedevacantists
  • What the dogmatic rules of Judaism are
  • Who is pushing the globohomo agenda of homosexuality being taught in primary schools, transgenderism and all manner of sexual “education” at ever younger ages, and how it is being financed
  • What the Universal Commercial Code countries are “required” to have and why and how it came about
  • What the real reasons that WWI was started and fought, who the instigators of it were and how they did it and why.
  • As above for World War II
  • As above for the “Enlightenment” and the French revolution
  • As above for the funding and real reasons behind the American revolution and later the American civil war
  • Who runs the largest operations of child rape, trafficking, murder cannibalism and literal harvesting of adrenochrome from these children
  • How the above child raping and murdering people also run and blackmail various participants and install them into positions of power around the world
  • The real origins of things like the World Economic Forum, the Trilateral Commission, the Bilderberger group, the various secret societies from the Freemasons, skull and crossbones, the Carbonari, Rosicrucians, Golden Dawn and on and on, and how they are all connected by a thread leading invariably to a specific group of people
  • Why and how all of these things are connected

Because once you find out all of the above and connect them, you will realise at minimum two things:

1. This planet is run and operates on basically lies, at almost all levels of functionality. The entire thing is so absurdly run on false premises that are built on nothing but lies to an extent that most human beings simply are not mentally equipped to handle without feeling absolutely overwhelmed by despair.

2. The actual real history of Catholicism and its real actual dogmatic teachings is the one story about how and why this planet works as it does that not only makes sense, but fits all the available evidence we have, AND models reality so well it can be used to predict how certain things will go both in the small and individual scale as well as the large and global one, to a degree that no other theory or ideology comes even close.

I lived with realisation n. 1 above from the age of 26 to 43 without having realisation n. 2. And yet, I did not despair at all. That alone makes me rather uncommon. Then from age 43 to 47 I investigated realisation n. 2 obsessively to make sure that, absurd as it had seemed to me for my whole life, this realisation n. 2 was in fact true.

If you do this, you also become aware that Catholicism is the only philosophy and religion that has warned us about all the evil people involved in the lies and demonic shit mentioned in that partial bullet-point list above. Which tends to perk your ears up.

Then you realise it is also the only religion that upheld the required use of violence against evil which is innate and intrinsic to every even partially decent human being that ever lived.

That is, in Catholicism, the use of violence to protect yourself or others (and especially innocents) from evil is not just permitted, it is in fact considered the duty of every lay Catholic. The only other alternative is to choose martyrdom for yourself; that is, the consciously allowing yourself to be imprisoned, tortured, and/or killed in the name of justice and our Lord Jesus Christ.

Those are the only two acceptable ways to deal with evil for a Catholic.

At which point you realise why the same people that perpetrate all the evil on this Earth spent literally centuries to infiltrate and subvert Catholicism, culminating in the creation of the fake “Catholic Church” that has had only fake “Popes” promoting its destruction since 28th October 1958.

Catholics, Catholicism and the Catholic Church have and has been the ONLY effective force on Earth that has ever managed to resist the evil that occurs on this planet and for a time at least reduce it enough to create the best living conditions humanity has ever had in its entire history.

And the means of victory remain fully at our disposal, despite the massive blow that Vatican II was.

There remain more real Catholics today on Earth (Sedevacantists) than were ever present in Rome and our planet during the persecutions of Emperor Nero. And we have far better communication lines open and far more valid priests and Bishops than used to be around back then. As well as fully functional Church services.

Most important of all, because our battle is NOT primarily fought in the physical plane, our numbers are NOT a deciding factor in the fight. Rather our convictions, prayer and internal emotional and spiritual state is far more relevant.

Of course this does not invalidate the physical, which remains an undeniable, real, and important part of life (and as long as we inhabit the material world will remain so), but it does invert the order of importance:

The spiritual/mental/faith based part of the fight is in my estimation at least 80% of the fight, with the physical being 20% at most. And most of that 20% is in things like simply putting in the physical effort to do what is required, be it showing up at work, doing what needs doing, learning what needs learning and taking effective, regular, constant action towards the goals that will result in the maximum human freedom and good, which ultimately comes down to:

1. Creating communities of people that understand all of the above, and decide to band together to:

A) become self-sufficient in all things, from clean water and food to medical, energy and defence.

B) take over local government and instilling actual Catholicism at all levels

2. Defending 1. above against all enemies by all means available

3. If and when it becomes necessary to do so, use force to defend yourself and your community from evil doers who would use force on you and yours.

If you do a really good job of 1 and 2 by non-violent means, 3 may never be required, but in any case, it is best to have the capacity for 3, because on this Earth, the only real rights you have, are the ones you have sufficient force to be able to protect.

If you have read and digested all of this post correctly, you may now have come to an overall conclusion, which is that there are three types of men, rather than only two:

1. Those who do not have a line and hold it.

2. Those who do and have no ethical basis that is based in justice and goodness.

3. Those who do and do.

And if you have been paying attention, the first on that list are not men who count, at least not in my eyes and I think, not so much in the eyes of God either.

So what you have left are men who are Catholic, and men who are not. So… just two types of men.

Not all Catholics are always good and not all non-Catholics are bad, but broadly speaking one type will create societies that are wholesome, honest, safe and good, and the other type will inevitably, eventually, descend into degeneracy.

You might not see it now. I certainly didn’t see it for decades even after I figured out the first half of it, which for most people is actually the hardest one to see, so I understand if you think I am just yet another confused zealot screaming “Jeeeeaaasssuss is da waaaay!” Like some Bible-thumping retard, of which, unfortunately, this planet if absolutely filled. Such creatures are a mixture of frauds, con-men, cowards, heretics, intentional deceivers, liars, Satanists and a large number of powerfully ignorant and lazy masses too brainwashed, stunned, stupefied and inflamed with bad health to be able to reason their way out of a parking lot.

I, dear reader, am none of those things, and yet I was deceived and as a result remained ignorant of the truth for at least nearly 2 decades more than necessary. But I had not the benefit of anyone doing what I am doing here now, which is to lay out in plain and straightforward fashion, all the pieces of the puzzle before you. Your only task at this point is to decide if you will at minimum take the time to see if these pieces I present to you are valid or not. I certainly am not asking you to “just believe me”. Quite the contrary. I have always advocated (even when I did not know that it was a dogmatic Catholic principle) that every man must absolutely know and make up his mind for himself.

But even that requires you at least investigate the concepts and bullet points I laid out before you, and while yes, some of those points can potentially take months of study to figure out, I assure you it is but a small fraction of the time it takes you to figure them all out without anyone pointing them out as the essential pieces of the puzzle that they are.

So, all that is left for you to do now is decide how lazy or not you are, and hence decide if to look into the pieces or not.

That is, assuming you’re not already brainwashed enough to not even consider doing so because you have already been predisposed to assume some part, or most of what I say is itself a lie, and if that is the case, I can easily guess which part you have been “inoculated” against: Catholicism.

At any rate, it is what it is, and you will do as you will. My task here —insofar as any can be construed in the form of a blog post— is done.

Godspeed and good fortune to you.

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France on Fire and Catholic Predictions

There are a number of Catholic Predictions that state that once Catholicism is nearly completely destroyed, there will be an uprising, that will begin in France and eventually engulf Europe. The saying goes that most of France will be put to the fire and many European countries too will suffer, but not as much as France, and eventually a new Pope will be elected and then there will be a thousand years of glorious Catholic reign, before the really dark times and the Second Coming.

I put literally pretty much zero stock in such predictions, as I did in the Nostradamus prophecies that supposedly meant the world was going to end in 1986 and so on. That said, France certainly seems to be ramping up their protests, which have gone totally ignored for 3 years now.

Farmers Dumping Trash at or near government buildings. I fully approve of this measure.
A Molotov thrown at a police station would seem to imply that taking on the enforcing arm of the French “Elite” is not as scary as it might once have been to all the citizens.
Rioters/Protesters seriously outnumbering police and not quite as terrified of them as you might expect them to be.

Macron, clearly has to go, as does the entire WEF/Satanist/Pedophile club, world-wide. Perhaps the French are about to show us how it’s done. Time will tell.

The Stupids – And the Solution

Vox has posted something I can commiserate with very much, namely his attitude to the average human post covid.

one of the few benefits of being an elitist intellectual is that you assume the vast majority of the programmed quasi-minds that surround you will not only disagree with you, but are not even capable of understanding your position if it was explained to them very slowly and with small words.

But I was a little stunned to discover that I had somehow given the average individual too much benefit of the doubt. I did not see that coming. I’ve been told my entire life that I was too arrogant, too harsh, too dismissive of the intellectual capabilities of others, and yet, when push came to shove, it turned out that in the end, I had erred on the side of generosity! I truly did not see that coming.

I don’t see how it can be a good thing, but now I have absolutely no regard whatsoever for the opinions of others, unless and until they are observably proven worthy of consideration.

I have had exactly the same experience. While I have been often told I am an arrogant bastard, that I should have more compassion for my fellow man, and so on, as it turns out, I too had thoroughly erred on the side of generosity too. While I assumed the average human was a complete idiot, I had not realised at all, just how much more widespread the problem was. Even those people I thought merited some consideration, because they could grasp certain basic issues, as it turns out, in most cases, were no better than circus monkeys trained to do a trick for others’ entertainment, with no real grasp of the issue at all.

My reaction has been a little different, in that I generally did not have any consideration for the opinions of others to begin with. Although I did, for my own sanity, and at least entertainment, try to find something interesting, whenever possible, about said others. With many, it was merely enough to get me through a dinner or so without calling them retards to their face, but what can you do; noblesse oblige.

What I did note, probably by growing up mostly in deepest, darkest Africa, is that you can generally rely on genuinely low IQ people more, in many senses than you can in those supposedly educated and of at least nominal, or even “above average” intelligence. The genuine illiterate who imagines the operation of a car as some sort of magic, can generally be relied upon to be, if not always truthful, at least extremely predictable. It doesn’t make for good company, other than in the narrowest of senses, but it can be a relationship that has a certain level of respect and dignity. Admittedly it’s probably closer to having a smart pet you like than an equal with which you can discuss the finer points of philosophy, but there is no confusion as to the abilities and really stations in life in terms of those abilities. And having grown up a hunter, I certainly don’t begrudge such people their lives, any more than I do that of a wild lion or hyena, including if they were to maul me and eat me. Of course, one needs to take precautions and if required, blast a wild animal with a suitably powerful weapon so as to protect yourself and your loved ones. It’s true it’s a trickier thing when they have two legs and appear to be human, but the basic response is the same, you just have to be more careful.

The dangerous ones are the ones that fool you into thinking they may be your peer. Just like those “conservatives” that end up stabbing you in the back, when it counts. Or the vegan conscientious objector in your trench that throws all the bullets of everyone in the mud because “violence is not the answer”. Those guys need to be shot first and placed in front of the sandbags outside the trench to protect the sandbags from enemy fire.

The life of a really intelligent person, if often quite a lonely or at least loner-like existence. My own mother, in one of her rare times she even noticed anything, commented once when I was about 16 that although my own father fancied himself a loner, I was on another level, as I’d pass weeks of my vacation time simply reading books or doing things by myself. She asked if I didn’t get lonely. My reply was simply pragmatic.

“What choice do I have?” Was I to hang out with retards and that would somehow make my day better? It wouldn’t. As the old saying in Italian goes, “Better alone than badly accompanied.”

So, my reaction to discovering that even those I held out some hope for are, for the most part, just circus apes on this planet of the apes, has been a little different. I have noticed three things, that are relevant:

  1. Those of similar intellect are few and far between and in general are on their own path and unlikely to veer from it.
  2. Actual Catholics, Sedevacantists, are the most reliable human beings I have come across as a class, by far. It’s not even close.
  3. Possibly because being Catholic means utterly believing in hierarchy, there is little friction when a team of Catholics is put together and the roles are clearly explained beforehand.

This has led me to the conclusion that for the rest of my days on this Satanic Domain, it makes absolute sense to begin the process of creating what I believe will be the only hope in the future for my children or my children’s children: City States.

It is questionable what level of success I will have, but in the long term, meaning after I am gone, most likely, the only people who may retain some semblance of actual freedom are those who:

  1. Are able to defend their property, will, lives, property and so on.
  2. Have the numbers to do 1.
  3. Have the economy to do 1.
  4. Have the means to do 1.
  5. Have the conviction and an unchangeable set of rules to do 1.
  6. Have the will, the faith, the indomitable spirit of being to do 1.
  7. Have demonstrated this already by being Vaxx Free and having chosen to be Sedevacantists.

And as far as I can see, the only way that can happen is by creating a community of proper (Sedevacantist) Catholics.

To build it one man and one woman and one couple and many children at a time. To build a Church and get a proper priest on site, to have our children learn and train and practice and learn and grow together, to have our Catholic children grow up to marry the other Catholic children that they grew up with. To teach them above all to be, yes, as innocent as doves, but also to be as wise as serpents. And to be able protect from, and to strike back against, any enemies who try to infiltrate, weaken, destroy, or pervert those communities, in whatever way is required to secure those communities, those people, those values. To learn commerce and finance and all the subterfuge of the enemy and then to exclude them and their ways from our communities and exclude them forever.

Catholicism is the only religion that has succeeded at this for as long as it has. It is true that Shintoist Buddhism served to isolate Japan for a while, and perhaps Imperial China may have had their own ways, but you didn’t want to be a Chinese if you could help it. And while being Japanese would have been fine, they didn’t last nearly as long. And I don’t see a tradition of Zen-Samurai forming communities. It isn’t going to happen.

So yes. My reaction has been what some started calling The Kurganate, as a joke, and so we took on that name. And yes, it’s not a democracy. And everyone is free, yet everyone has their place too.

There may not be many people that use their brains well. There are some that are able to be faithful and loyal though, and that is a good thing.

I know several men are already preparing to move near me and actively saving, getting married, looking for property and building themselves up to do so. So it can happen and it will happen. I don’t know all the details of how fast, or how big, or any of that. But I know it will. Like with anything else, I just have to keep going. And I hope you will too.

How to really take on and beat clown world for real

Part 4 – Synergy and Politics

Hopefully you have read Parts 1 to 3 before this one. They are immediately below this post in reverse order.

Although I am perfectly aware that most people do not have the things described in parts 1 to 3 below in order, let us continue to assume you do, or will in the not too distant future. We do this, not to be unrealistic dreamers, but because before you embark on your best survival and then thriving strategy, it’s best to think things through.

As I said in part 3, even if you have all those things in order, it does not guarantee a win against the forces of evil that are lining up against all of us in a very real manner. Ultimately, as Lysander Spooner stated very clearly a couple of hundred years ago or so, government is merely the agglomeration of the violent thugs who then insist on their monopoly on the use of force. In short, when things get bad enough, you will have to deal with a government or powerful entities supposedly representing your “democratic” government, using force on you.

This force, is unlikely, in most cases, to be the squad of jack-booted thugs coming to inject you and your children with genetic serum against your will. If that was the case, the armed resistance would be swift, violent, and widespread. So, no, the force used against you will be a creeping and oppressive, python-like slow asphyxiation.

They will raise taxes and costs for everyday things like travel, eggs, real meat products, and so on. They will legislate absurd rules requiring you to inject your livestock with their prescribed “antibiotics” —which technically they will be, since from the latin, anti-biotic means anti-living things— They will feed you ever more genetically modified foods and sterilising components. The recent results of chickens no longer laying eggs at all for months as a result of a feed that is widely used in the USA is just the beginning. The will continue to spray chemtrails of whatever sorts and with no oversight. They will continue to police your thinking and expressions online and in real life. They will legislate away your gas stoves, your firearms, your ability to grow and sell your own food and so on. And it will all be done with the excuse of it all being for your own good. And with total media compliance to ensure the 98% of the retarded and zombified population not only complies, but becomes a sort of “angry mob” hellbent on making you comply too. Because grandma. Or the children. Or climate change. Or the poor Jews. Or, or, or. And then also and, and, and.

Even if you live in a small community of like-minded individuals, unless you have the run of the little village you live in, eventually, big government will come to you too.

So. Like it or not, and believe me, I certainly do NOT like it, you and your friends need to get involved in local politics. You need to infiltrate the local city council. You need to put one of yours as the town mayor and the town sheriff or police commissioner, or whatever the equivalent is where you live. You need to get the whole village to be politically as under your control as possible. And you need to begin making such inroads as soon as you can. Make friends with the locals and then with the local officials. Sound them out for their ideologies in a very gentle, careful and measured manner. Get your friends to do the same.

Remember in part 3 when I said you should drop mind-seeds? And so should your friends? That is actually how you change the perception of people from a real grass-roots movement. If a normie gets the same sort of message in different ways from four different people in the course of a few days, they begin to view that message as the prevailing truth. And if that message gets reinforced periodically by other people over the next few weeks and months, then that normie will take a position either for or against it.

In order of importance, you should, as best you can, begin to ensure as many people as possible in your little town are aware of:

  1. The total unreliability of the mass media
  2. Best if you can demonstrate not just unreliability but active, evil, lying with intent.
  3. Discover who is still a pureblood in your area in gentle and non-confrontational fashion and remember that these people are more likely aware of the disinformation and lies they have been subjected to.
  4. Discover the process to get yourself or like-minded friends to begin working in and taking positions in the local political landscape. Try to place people in municipal offices, home owner associations and so on. This takes time, but begin to work towards it as soon as possible.
  5. Discover what people in your area are most concerned about and fan those flames with a view to improving conditions for them and yourself as well as to position yourself in a way that you can be elected for such policies.
  6. If you can’t influence politics directly, get into the local infrastructure, whether it is main employers, co-operatives, unions, academia, whatever has an interaction with the local town council, and begin to infiltrate it.

This absolutely needs to be planned and the core people planning it should meet face to face to discuss things without any electronic equipment in any kind of vicinity, preferably. Not because you’re doing anything illegal, but to avoid your intent being railroaded and infiltrated by the ever-listening enemy. And if you think you would not be listened to and acted against, think again. And you should absolutely be sure to have only the core, usually no more than a handful of people, know all the parts and intents. The outer layer should know in generic terms that you want to take over, say, the mayor’s office to improve condition X and Y, but they do not need to be aware of the deeper purposes of your planned take over.

You get the idea. Participate in town council meetings, show your face, be positive and helpful and friendly to all and in the meantime gather information and begin your planned take over.

Now for some warnings as to the entire process.

1. It’s all too hard, too long and too unlikely. I don’t even like politics!

Buckle up. No sane human being likes politics. it’ s the purview of liars, parasites and grifters. No one likes going in a sewer either, but if you want indoor plumbing, someone, somewhere, at some time, has to do it. Step up.

It is not too hard, and does not take nearly as long as you think. What it does take, is action. Relentless, gradual, patient, thought-out, flexible, resilient, and continuous action.

And above all, this requires the thing I said was absolutely fundamental in part 1. Your steel mind. Your invincible will. Because they are both rooted in love of God and your family and you know you are doing it for the truth, justice and beauty in life and the freedom of your children down the line.

Never, ever overestimate how “difficult” something will be. And if you are likely prone to do so (most people are) start anyway. Knowing nothing, and continuing on relentlessly regardless. Let your ignorance of the obstacles you will encounter be your strength, as it allows you to deal with them one at a time, as they pop up, thus avoiding the need to try and think about all of them at once and be overwhelmed by the seemingly impossible task.

Step, after step, after step. The biggest enemy is not reality, but rather your own mind. Your own weakness of spirit. Your own depression. Your own tiredness. Your own lack of belief and lack of courage. THAT is your enemy.

Life, the objective world around you is not the problem. But the scum-beings in your way? They WANT you to be afraid, scared, feeling helpless and unable to do anything. Have you seen how the Klus Schawbs of the world react to a normal person asking them a simple question face-to-face? They flee in panic. They are not just incapable, but they are terrified of dealing with any actual confrontation face to face.

You’re going to let the dweeb that should have been shoved in a locker in high-school tell you what you can eat, and when? What transgender ideology your children are to believe? And probably even what kind of sex, if any, or with whom, and of which biological sex you can or should have it with? Is that who you are? You’re going to let them put insects in your food, and genetic serums and other poisons in your tap water, force you to use their green-energy (that doesn’t work anyway), own nothing and be their chip-implanted, drug-addled and drug-diseased puppet because it’s too hard to infiltrate local politics?

Really?

Well, it’s up to you, of course.

2. But I don’t know where to even start!

That’s a lie. I told you. Read Parts 1 to 3 and this part 4 and you now know exactly what to do.

“Oh but I don’t know all the details…!”

Well, butter-cup… figure it the fuck out. You learn by doing, not sitting on your ass. So get it wrong a few times, or a hundred, but get at it. You didn’t wake up one day and suddenly knew how to walk. You fell over thousands of times before you learnt how to walk, and then run, and jump, and maybe even do Parkour. So get off your ass and start. And start by feeding your brain and body better food.

3. Yeah ok, it all makes sense, but I am single, broke and have no friends.

What part of get off your ass and start is hard to understand? Start at part 1. If you have accomplished very little in your life, it is undoubtedly because you need to fix up the issue discussed in Part 1. You might also be young and not started any kind of work yet, so begin. Even if you’re still in high school, find a way to make some money and save it. Apprentice, learn a trade, get your parents to help you finance your new skill, whether it’s wood-working (very useful) plumbing, electrical work, metal-work or whatever. Get some hands-on experience, especially if you’re young.

First get your head right, second, get some kind of work and make some kind of money and begin to acquire assets. If you are young and broke and the money you can save is very little, think in terms of “bug-out” scenario more than permanent city-state fortress in the mountains. You can still scout the closest area to you that might be suitable to invest in later. Decide which country might be best if the one you are in is not suited to your needs. Most places you can make work, and only a few are really something I would advise against.

The UK is possibly the worst in terms of mind-control and globohomo agenda and it does not even have many rural areas to speak of. And if there are some god-forsaken spots, it is mostly because they have absolutely terrible weather and bad prospects. Hence God-forsaken. And yet, even there, people are trying to find ways. And probably are. Places like Monaco or Luxembourg are also probably not ideal, but if you live there, chances are you already own property elsewhere or could do so easily.

North America is an absolute shit-show, be it the USA or Canada, but… they are vast places and you can probably find an out of the way rural village that you can visit first and try and gauge for the possibility of it becoming a suitable city-state in the eventual economic collapse that is surely coming at some point, the real zombie-apocalypse, or the unleashing of 87,000 IRS agents and FEMA paratroopers to take you to the camps. Or whatever. And at least in the USA you can buy pretty much whatever firearms you want, in plenty of gun shops around the country. Unless you are a criminal. In that case apparently you need to buy them out of the back of a boot in a shady alley from a guy called Tyrone or Vito. Or so the films tell me.

The point is, it is never too late or too early to begin the work of selecting what way you want your mind to work and where you want to live.

Those two things matter most. The making friends is a skill. And if you have no social skills because you were abused sexually as a child, beaten, kept in a cage until social services moved you to horrible foster care and so on, I feel for you. Sure, your starting point is rougher than most. But you still, just need to get up buddy. Life is a lot like a fight. The guy who keeps getting up, who keeps fighting, who doesn’t stop, it’s true, very occasionally he might die. But…at least he dies with honour, and in most cases, the most stubborn, unwilling to quit guy, eventually, wins. And most things in life are not as harsh as an actual real fight to the death, so just get up. Again, and again, and again, and again, and again, no matter how many times you fall down. And build on your successes, however tiny. And if you lose it all, just begin again. Relentless. Become with an invincible mind. It is the most absolutely vital component in all of this. In all of life, really.

Most people overestimate what they can do in a year and underestimate what they can do in three or five years. Begin. Work. Build up your resources and your skills and toughen your mind and learn to enjoy the process. It’s not possible to grit your teeth constantly without a break. The taught bow snaps. You need to learn to smile and have fun, even when your nose is broken and you are spilling blood everywhere with each punch you throw and you’re still getting hit, but you’re fighting back. Smiling, and even laughing through the blood spatter. Foster this attitude.

4. But I am not even a Pureblood! I took the serum!

I’m sorry for you. Really I am, but it’s done now, carry on, try to do your best. Research what you can do to improve your chances, and if you are going to reproduce, my advice would be to do so with someone else that is also vaxxed but seems healthy. I say that, because there are a percentage of people that will survive regardless of the injected poison. Some of you may even mutate into new kinds of humanoids that can exist with this stuff in your bloodstream. It might not be ideal, but life always finds a way. If you have not read the book (not the film, the book) Jurassic Park, by Michael Crichton, then do so. It will, if nothing else, provide you with a very real glimmer of hope, if you realise you’re basically the dinosaurs.

Even mutated you can be useful. You might find the way to heal any of the vaxx intended damage, or help others avoid it. I can’t be sure what your path looks like because it is very different from the one I chose, and am advocating for, but I know you can still be on the side of truth, justice and beauty even if you were fooled by the evil scum that convinced you that taking the genetic serum was good for you.

5. It’s all just too depressing, I can’t go on.

Seriously, if this is your attitude, then I can guarantee you are not a believer in the Christian God, and certainly not in the real Christian God, which is the Catholic one. You’re primarily an agnostic-atheist type and ultimately a materialist. Alright then, listen up, because in my most depressed time of being an atheist, as a teenager, I came up with a very simple solution. If you do not believe in an after-life, fine. Don’t worry about it. No one gets out alive, so your time will come. Now stop being a pussy and carry on. At least work against the forces of evil. What else you got going anyway? Life is horrible, total shit, and then you die, right? Fine. Then make it count, and stop being a faggot.

6. I don’t have enough money to…

No one does. Especially if you didn’t sell your soul for fame and fortune. But consider this:

  • A few hundred years ago people built their own homes. They didn’t have power tools.
  • You really don’t need a lot of fancy stuff. Even if you put convenience first, as long as you don’t care about status, you certainly can get by with relatively inexpensive tools and equipment.
  • Where there is a will there is a way is not just a cliché for no reason. Do try to keep it legal though. Or at the very least Just.
  • Changing your initial expectations is usually a good idea. Sure, it would be nice to have a 20 room villa on a 100 hectares of good land. But you might actually enjoy a 5 room home on a couple of hectares of forested land in the right place more. Alternatively, it might be better to buy a smaller but decent piece of land in a good location with the right to build on it what you want, and do so now, rather than try and save and wait for a better property with a house on it that might never come, because the financial collapse wipes out the digital money you have in the bank before you can convert it to a property.

7. Ok, ok, but I really, really, really, hate politics, and I don’t have the time and…

Listen buddy, whoever you are, I am almost certain you don’t hate politics even half as much as I do. And you probably are not past the half-century mark with 5 children all under 12. So, if I can contemplate local politics, so can you. In fact, you should become my loyal serf, move close to me and begin the process of becoming mayor in my stead, because frankly, it’s almost certain you have more time on your hands than I do. Stop being under the delusion that someone else will fix things for you. No one will. You gotta fix them yourself. You. You gotta become the mayor. The Chief of Police. The tenured professor at the local university. And if you can’t then you need to become the assistant to the mayor, so you can eventually manoeuvre your friend Bob into the mayor spot. And so on.

They took over by infiltration, blackmail and patient subterfuge. We just need a little patience and some subterfuge. We don’t even need the blackmail and the backhanders. Probably.

Because we’re better, faster, smarter and precisely because we are sane.

We don’t want their job.

But they are forcing us to take it. So take it and make it good. Win.

Because like it or not, whether today or ten years from now, we are in a fight. And if you try to sleep-walk your way through it, you will fail. More importantly, your children and their children will have horrific lives. And in a fight, unlike the bullshit they tell you, “taking part” is not the important thing. Winning is.

And I have absolutely no intention of letting the globalist scum win.

None.

And I hope you see it the same way. So go out there and win.

8. Ok, so now I am mayor, now what? my power is severely limited…

Really? You got this far and this is your thought process? I sure hope not, but just in case (and maybe you’re just already mayor and have a sudden bolt of lightning strike you and it made you one of the good guys. Ok then…): Organise.

Get the important movers and shakers involved. See what the possibilities of your little community becoming totally independent from the state are. LOGISTICALLY first of all. Worry about the politics later.

Foster independence. Promote individual businesses and works. Give the little guy as many breaks as possible. Fine, tax, or get some other help from the lefty crowd and big business as you can, by whatever means works. Do whatever you can to promote homogenous ideology and ethnicity. Get as much money from the main government as possible and then direct it to building infrastructure with people at its head that promotes its independence from the state down the line. They want green power right? So get a fat hand-out for it and see what you can do about making your little town as energy independent as possible

Including by funding alternate technologies (which exist) but will probably get you killed if you try to bring them to a global audience. Nevertheless, if you have individual inventors find a way to produce a bit of power that just isn’t mainstream and you can put a nice windmill nearby or a solar panel next to it. Hey, it can’t be helped if your wind and solar work just a whole lot better than everyone else’s. You local electrician is just that good.

Think big and act small and gradually. This is the way to get where you want to eventually be.

Organise a local militia. Whether this is possible in your country, like in the USA, or whether you need to go about it slightly differently, like say, organising a gun-range day for the locals, or whatever, find a way to begin to organise the citizens in their preferred ways and in ways that promote their skills and talents, all with a view to becoming an independent, low taxes, high benefits, locals supporting, little town.

9. Spread your wings.

Become friendly with the commander of the nearest military base and police stations. Visit them often and gauge where you are with the leaders there. Coups happen and we are entering a time when the only certainty is that uncertainty looms. Economic collapse, energetic collapse, political collapse, balkanisation, civil war, international war, all these things are on the bingo card on some level or other, so be prepared, make allies as best you can and fortify your positions, mentally, spiritually, socially and physically. Remember, your objective here is to win. For your family, your children and your friends and loved ones and also for total strangers that are on your side and on the side of God, Truth, Justice and Beauty.

10. Above all: Enjoy the ride.

We all have to do things we don’t enjoy in life. As the Russians say: It’s best to do these things well and joyfully, happily. Because if not, you still have to do them, and you’ll also be in a bad mood while you do them.

I truly hope this four part series has been helpful. And that in due course, I will hear, see and meet those of you who have used this advice and gone on to build places and communities that can not only survive the globohomo assault on all of us, but in due course, push back and remake the world into one that is free entirely of these satanic, pedophile, parasites.

And remember: Deus Vult means God wills it/God wants it.

It can apply to your actions specifically (if you’re arrogant enough to believe you know what God wants precisely and is using you specifically to get it done).

But, more likely in my opinion, is that, even if you do not know the specifics of how, why, when, or where, your deep intent to do good, to struggle against evil in every way possible, to create and build a better community, one person at a time and a really honest, honourable, society, free of the vile parasites which have infested our civic life from birth, I truly believe, the more you put yourself to this task, the more God does, indeed will it and want it. So:

Deus Vult, Brothers! CHARGE!

Criminal Defamation of my Friend

Vox Day has recently published a post where he explains how some SJW morons managed to completely get everything wrong about him, defaming him in a number of ways and so on.

Let me first of all explain that I have published this post BEFORE I had any kind of conversation with Vox about this or anything else. No one, especially not him, has asked me to write this. And in fact I believe if I told him I was doing so, he would advise me to not do so and ignore the incompetents that attack him.

Vox has always behaved in nothing but a perfectly civilised, gentlemanly and friendly manner towards me, as has his family.

Does he write in a way that at first glance can appear “controversial”? Sure. I too thought he was a “racist” “bigoted” typical “puritanical American” when I first came across his blog. But I kept reading it for a while and then I realised that my first impression was wrong. And it was wrong based on a fault I truly quite dislike in others, yet I had apparently, at first anyway, fallen for myself. The offence of the skim reader.

You know who suffers from tragic skim-reading malady? Lawyers. Every damnable one of them. They simply skim read, make wild assumptions about what they THINK they read and then go with a legal strategy that more often than not is between 150 and 210 degrees away from the correct one to take. They hit 180 degrees quite often.

Well, the thing with Vox is that you need to pay attention to two things when reading his work (if you care to even have read mine this far):

  1. Read what he actually writes, not what you THINK he is writing.
  2. Very, very, very often, Vox merely reports on his observations. It is much rarer that he specifies his personal opinion, although this can sometimes be inferred by his invariably extremely dry humour.

This curious mix results in statements that can often sound oh just so pearl clutchingly terrible. Positively fainting on the couch stuff. But… that if you examine them in the cold light of rationality and logic, are almost always unassailable as mere observations or logical conclusions.

Let me make an example here that I am not aware Vox has ever used, but I have. Let’s take General Augusto Pinochet.

Bad guy right? He took over Chile in a military coup and killed or “disappeared” thousand of poor innocent Chileans who just wanted a better life for themselves and their families.

Let’s take the numbers from the leftist of lefty sources, Wankipedia. According to them:

According to the Commission of Truth and Reconciliation (Rettig Commission) and the National Commission on Political Imprisonment and Torture (Valech Commission), the number of direct victims of human rights violations in Chile accounts for around 30,000 people: 27,255 tortured and 2,279 executed. In addition, some 200,000 people suffered exile and an unknown number went through clandestine centers and illegal detention.

In 1973, when Augusto took over, the Population of Chile was 10.2 million. and in 1990 when he was no longer around, it was about 13.2 million. So, taking the wikipedia numbers, we are looking at some 230,000 people affected directly and under 3,000 killed.

Using basic math (a lost and archaic skill-set unknown to anyone in the journalistic profession for at the very least half a century), we can see that:

A grand total of 2.25 % of the population of Chile was directly affected.

Of which 0.027 % were killed.

Terrible, terrible, bad, evil stuff. If only one innocent died and all that. Tragic.

Now let’s look at Venezuela.

After Chavez died, at the end of 2013 (it was covered up until January 2014) from a population of just over 30 million, there was an exodus due to the total economic collapse of the country, which Chavez’s Marxist policies had created from when he took power in 1999. By 2020, only 28.4 million people were left. And keep in mind people still made babies even under the usual hardships encountered in such situations.

So… for comparable countries in a relatively similar area of the planet, Venezuela had at a MINIMUM 1.6 million people directly affected by the communist regime, which, again, using basic math, is equivalent to 5.3 % of the population. Of course, we are being totally unfair to Chile since I used the lower number of 10.2 million as the denominator (Instead of the 13.2 million that existed when Augusto was no longer the leader) and I have also only counted the number of people that physically LEFT Venezuela. You can be certain that at the most optimistic at least double that number were directly affected inside the country, and a more realistic number would be ten times the number. God alone knows how many died since the statistics in a collapsed nation are not exactly anyone’s top priority, but we can be sure it was more than 3,000 in the six years we are looking at.

But percentages hide things still. You may be sitting there saying oh well…ok, so communism is about twice as bad as hardcore right wing military regimes, because 2.25 % is a bit less than half of 5.3 %… right?

Except that given the disparity in population sizes, when you look at actual human beings affected, Chile’s 230,000 has to be measured against the extremely conservative and obviously very much smaller than whatever the real number is of 1,600,000 people for Venezuela’s regime.

If we assume a very generous same ratio for the dead, we can assume that at minimum, some 20,000 people lost their lives as a result of the Marxist policies of Venezuela. I can tell you from experience of some 20 years of living in South Africa, that this number is certainly lower than whatever the real one is. I conclude that because South Africa had a far better situation economically than Venezuela did and yet there have been some 23,000 deaths from violent crime there for some twenty years in a row after the ANC took over.

But in fact it’s even worse than that. Because we are measuring Chile’s 17 year rule, against Venezuela’s mere 6 years. So to be mathematically “fair” or at least take into consideration proportionality to some degree, you really need to almost triple the Venezuelan numbers to have something that begins to be apples and oranges at least instead of apples and donkeys.

These are cold, hard facts.

You don’t have to like them. I sure don’t. But they are objective reality all the same.

In short, dropping some almost 3,000 people out of helicopters, torturing some 27,000 and exiling some 200,000 is infinitely preferable to killing probably 60,000 people (remember we have to multiply by 3 to account for the time) torturing who knows how many and exiling 4.8 million people.

In fact, if you care, you can literally do the math and say that dropping 3,000 commies out of helicopters is 20 TIMES better than the Venezuelan alternative.

And yet… some people will ignore all the math of Chile and Venezuela and accuse me of being “racist” because I noticed that the ANC-run South Africa had spectacularly higher levels of death, crime and suffering for the average black person than it did under apartheid.

Did I agree with apartheid when I first encountered it? Absolutely not. Do I agree with it now, no, not really, but, I don’t necessarily think that the so-called “puppet-states” that South Africa had created, like the now non-existent Bophuthaswana, were a bad thing. In them, the black majority population was effectively in charge and yet economically supported by the racist South African government which nevertheless allowed the black people who lived there to live under laws and rules that were democratic and did not discriminate by race. I visited Bop, as it was called in vernacular, several times and the contrast from South Africa while under apartheid was immediately noticeable. Yet Bop was still no more prone to violent crime than South Africa. In fact, probably less so as the feeling was one of a relaxed and better off people (of all races). Yet there was the shadowy hand of the apartheid government behind it all making sure that no unrest took place. I know for a fact that a large number of black Africans in South Africa that did NOT directly benefit from the change in government, because they were not connected or part of the few political kleptocrats that came into power, would give a couple of fingers, literally, to be able to live in something like what Bop was back in the late 1980s or early 1990s.

You’re also going to have a hard time accusing me of “racism”, given my history, but go ahead and try if you want.

Why mention all this?

Well, because Vox is not the only one that would prefer Pinochet helicopter tours over Commie transgender pedophiles reading to preschoolers dressed as demonic sex perverts. If our choice is being presented as either the generic homoglobo clown-world shitfest currently emanating like cancer from the USA and poisoning most of Europe with its falsity, and downright demonic “ideologies” OR a hardcore actually Catholic Inquisition setup, (instead of Satanic Bergoglioan Freemasonry), well then sign me up as head inquisitor.

I’d light all those fires myself if need be to get rid of literal pedophiles that are getting a pass by law enforcement, the media and judges all around Europe. Like the level of MPs and BBC people implicated in the Jimmy Saville long running sexual abuse of children that in many cases were sick and dying of leukaemia. Or most of the Belgian government that was implicated in a pedophile ring in the 1990s and nothing happened. Or the fact that the literal Queen of England, that old reptile, and her deceased reptile Greek husband were directly involved in the disappearance of some dozen orphans from Canada and again, nothing has happened to date.

Why? Why has nothing happened about these horrific crimes?

Because you don’t have Inquisitors.

And before you go on to say the “Catholic Church” was always filled with pedophiles, let’s be very, very, very clear that a bunch of commie homosexuals were injected into the Catholic Church in the 1920s and 1930s as part of a long running effort to destroy it. Let’s be very clear that Pope Pius the X was aware of the level of corruption already present way back in 1904 and earlier, and ordered the compilation of the forever present Code of Canon Law of 1917, precisely to ensure that no later sleight of hand could hide what Catholicism actually was. And yes, there has been no legitimate Pope since 1958, nor am I saying every Catholic or even every Pope before 1958 was a saint. We have plenty of evidence there have been bad men in every organisation since time immemorial, but Catholicism as it really is, is a very different thing from what the average person thinks Catholicism is today.

Now, all my asides aside, the fact remains that uncomfortable truths are still true.

Vox simply points them out and makes people very uncomfortable about some of them.

Women are far less capable of using logic and reason than men are. This too is a biological fact. You may not like it, you may call me a misogynist pig, whatever. Anyone who has spent half a century on this Earth and had sufficient dealings with women and men from all sorts of cultures, will know that what I wrote above is perfectly true. You know who also agrees with me on that? A LOT of women. Usually the prettier ones that have no trouble attracting whatever man they may set their eyes on. Now, I wonder why that would be, eh?

Do I think women should vote? If votes mattered at all anymore, that is. As a general rule, no, I don’t. GASP! Sexism! My-My-My Misogyny!

Now ask me if I think most men should vote.

Yeah… that’s a no too. If it were up to me, the number of people who could actually vote, would be a tiny fraction of what it is now. And the number of people who could actually have political offices would be REALLY TINY, and I guarantee you that NONE of the current occupants would have chosen the profession of politician if my Grand Inquisitor rules of politics were applied. In fact, only a tiny number of people would even be able to be qualified to be a politician, because you bet there would be qualifications.

So, based on the above I assume I will be defined as a racist, a misogynist, and despite the fact I specifically wrote pieces against even associating with anyone that calls themselves Alt-right, I will probably be lumped into that category as well. Not to mention Nazi. I mean, I wrote books of fiction about Nazis! I obviously must be a sympathiser! And I wrote more than one book about them, so maybe I am a Waffen SS myself. Never mind what it actually says in those books. Never mind facts. Never mind actual history!

But I will accept one of the labels they may throw at me. I too, am a Christian Nationalist.

I happen to be Catholic though —which means Sedevacantist today, as those are the only Catholics left— and Vox is some complicated form of Protestant-friendly type of Christian, so you know, after we rid the world of pedophiles, force all women into a sexually oppressed misery that wakes every day in the bedroom passes its day chained to a stove in the kitchen and ends it back in the bedroom (unless they have to give birth to one of our children in which case they may be on the kitchen floor for a bit longer), teach our male children the arts of war, reading in Classical Latin and Greek, and the skill of preparing a proper auto-da-fe for heretics, well, after all that, I suppose Vox and I may have to cause yet ANOTHER religious war between our two factions.

But you know, until then, I’ll keep thinking of him as my friend and I plan to visit his Castle at some point, where we will drink some fine prosecco, maybe a touch of good cognac, and, of course, plan world domination. Our wives will, no doubt, being the shy, quiet, oppressed and retiring types they are, quietly sit by the sidelines ready to serve us food and drink, and keeping the continually increasing prole I at least, like a good Catholic, continue to produce, in relative silence as Vox and I discuss deeply important things.

Kurgan TV is LIVE!

It’s been a while coming, but finally there is a place you can go to get distilled videos of some of the things and topics that interest me. There are currently 14 videos up with a new one uploaded later today and a minimum of 4 being added every week, the total for the year will be over 160 videos even accounting for holiday weeks and so on. There are also 4 Trailers, one for each series and you can see those for free by just clicking on the series and then choosing to view trailer.

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Your Moving to Italy and the Kurganate

Omnia Vincit Amor

Introduction

This post will be fairly long and will cover the basics of wanting to move to Italy to join a growing community of real Catholics intent on reclaiming the Church from the claws of the impostors and Satanists that currently pretend to impersonate Priests, Bishops and Popes of Catholicism.

As many of you know, I was named The Kurgan by a group of people that read Vox Popoli.

As even more of you know, after some 45 years as a wild heathen, I was baptised on Ascension day 2017 after several years of intense research into the One True, Holy and Apostolic Catholic Church, which, as anyone who knows me at all will tell you, has NOTHING to do with the Church of Moloch run by the Vicar of Pedophiles on Earth Bergoglio.

My position is commonly referred to as Sedevacantist although I prefer the term Sedeprivationist since it is technically more correct. If you are interested in the topic you may want to read my short book BELIEVE! on the subject (about 2 hours to read and it has many references for further study) or if you are more serious and want all the gory details, you may want to read Reclaiming the Catholic Church, which is:

  • 530 Pages
  • Lists at least some of the direct heresies present in 15 of the 16 Vatican 2 documents
  • Lists and counters every single objection ever made against Sedeprivationism
  • Lists and explains the precise Modus Operandi of the deceivers, impostors, and bad faith actors who try to disparage or pretend Sedeprivationism is not valid. It turns out there are just 11 things they do, usually only 2 or 3 of them at a time.
  • Gives a brief but rather complete history of how and by whom the Church was infiltrated, going back all the way to the secret instruction of the Alta Vendita, translating documents into English that have not previously been done to my knowledge.
  • Explains the reason why the Canon Law of 1917 is the impregnable fortress of Catholicism that it is, being the most vetted document in the history of mankind.
  • Explains the way forward for Catholics as well as the process that unaware Novus Orco “Catholics” can take to educate themselves honestly about their supposed religion.
  • Explains why the Novus Orco Mass and their related Clerics are in fact all heretics and not valid Catholics, never mind clerics.

So that’s the introduction to the belief system. Now a little more context. Italy is the home of one of the best organised and largest Sedeprivationist organisations on the Planet, and you can find out more about them here.

You will find mass centres and dates they serve them wherever they operate at their site along with excellent articles and a bookshop of various publications, most of them in Italian.

As I have been asked a number of times about what it takes to move to Italy and would it be possible to build a proper Catholic community that in essence replicates to some extent or other the actions of the Monks who in the 4th and 5th Century retreated from the world and build monasteries and then farmed them and worked the land to produce a surfeit of goods and value that ultimately ended up not only invigorating and growing Catholicism, but civilising the world. Of course, history does not repeat and we are not monks. But there are resonances and one thing we can learn from the past is that once the monasteries became fruitful and wealthy they were raided by Vikings.

So… the Kurganate will aim to have walls and crusaders manning them even as the fields are being worked and made fruitful.

Practicalities in General Terms of Moving to Italy

There are several factors to consider.

  • Your willingness to travel by air and thus be tested fro the scamdemic at both departure and arrival.
  • The ability to travel without having been injected with the genetically modifying deathtrap they call a “vaccine”.
  • Moving all your stuff or buying new, etc etc.

On each of those things you will have to find your own way. Suffice it to say that the Kurganate will not be accepting non-vaccine injected shedders. If you think this is all tin-foil hat stuff, I only have one thing to say to you, since you are clearly not a thinking human being: This is not the place for you. Go elsewhere.

The practical aspects are relatively simple:

  • You need approximately about 10,000 Euros per adult person to move to Italy successfully and easily if you are not an Italian Citizen and don’t already have visa and all that stuff done through your employer.
  • As a freelancer or self-employed person you need about 6,000 Euro to show you are not going to be a burden on the state.
  • If you are a single man or a young couple you can probably rent an ok place for the remaining 3 to 4k of the 10k So this assumes you have accommodation sorted for a year and you will also have the required 6k to show you are not a welfare thief.
  • You need to get an Italian fiscal code and make an appointment with an Italian embassy near you for a visa. There are different types of Visa and you will need to select the one that best suits for you.
  • If you are not an EU citizen you will need to apply for the visa while outside of the country.

Of course, Italian bureaucracy is a nightmare and despite the simple steps above, it may require additional bits of info, for example, you are supposed to register with eh local police when you arrive and you should do it sharpish (within 2 weeks) and the place you are staying in, if owned by someone else has to state you are there within 24 hours. Mostly these rules if not completely followed there will be a way to make good, but it’s best to do the right thing from the start.

Fiscal codes can be applied for online and received relatively problem free, but can take a long time; or not at all. In typical Italian fashion it can take from a few days to 6 weeks. Here is a sample site for Americans but find the one relative to your country.

General points about Italy

  • The food is good, relatively cheap and GMO free
  • If you move to a rural area it’s easy enough to grow your own food, but be aware that buying property in Italy is a lengthy process that requires paying the estate agent, a notary public and taxes on the purchase of the house and lands (but there are no ongoing property taxes thereafter)
  • Zoning in Italy is brutal. If you bought a house don’t expect to be able to modify it easily or extend it easily or maybe even at all. Furthermore, agricultural land cannot have buildings erected on it and even if you buy a giant piece of land with farmland and a house on it you may not be able to build anything else on it. There are usually again, ways around things, but they are long, painful, complicated and usually expensive. It also depends who you know and which part of Italy you buy in. The further North you are the more likely laws are enforced. The further South you are the more likely you need to pay a protection fee to the local mafia. Maybe.
  • The people are friendly and generally good fun although the scamdemic has created a high number of Karens.
  • Wearing masks in public is throughout the country BUT the highest law of the land has also determined that it is not a crime to not wear one. That said, peer pressure is pretty high in Italy… except that there are people who always resist too, so it’s a bit a write your own adventure book in that sense.
  • Gun laws are relatively reasonable in Italy but I am not sure how they apply to non-citizens.

The Kurganate

The Kurganate will be in one of the Northern Regions of Italy, it will be composed exclusively of Sedeprivationists/Sedevacantists who are actual Catholics and NOT LARPING at it. I have seen groups form online and then translate into meatspace too of “Good Christian Men” from various Protestant traditions and Eastern “Orthodox” and Norco “Catholics” and invariably they become a kind of social club. The Kurganate is not a social club. It is an earnest reality of Catholics taking their religion, land and laws back. If you need an analogy for it think of it as a real life Crusader Kings. Except it’s not a game. It’s real.

The Catholics I consider part of it are in every case people who will go out of their way to make this happen. They give each other money. Without expecting it back. They work all hours of the day and sometimes night to help each other out. They ALL reject the fake Novus Orco Church, Vatican II and all their fake clergy and they will only take proper Catholic Mass that is non una-cum (meaning the fake Pope is not in any way mentioned at the Mass). There is no amount of LARPING that will get a couple with 6 young kids to go to Mass every Sunday without fail. There are no fakers and it will become apparent very quickly if you are faking it, or wanting to join because it sounds like a good idea, or you want some new friends, or you think it might be good for security down the line but you don’t really believe all that Catholic stuff. My advice to such people is to go elsewhere. Form your own community. You will not fit in the Kurganate, and we have no hesitation in making sure those who are pretend Catholics, who do not reject Vatican II and all its poison fruit in toto are excluded from everything that we do. We’d sooner have a nice enough Agnostic or Buddhist live near us than a fake Catholic. We purge those who pretend at Catholicism harder for they have no excuse for their errors once they come into contact with the information. That said, it is a matter of Catholic dogma that conversion by force or coercion is anathema, so no one will ever be pressured to convert. And of course, if you don’t believe like us, don’t share the same religion and ways of thinking as us (reason and logic being a mainstay of Catholicism) then there is little reason why you should want to hang around with us too.

No doubt, because I have called it the Kurganate, many will think it’s a personality cult or some kind of sect. Let them think what they want. the reality is that every single man and woman that is part of our community understands the concept of hierarchy, in heaven as it is on Earth. And those who are best suited for a role lead in that role. Aside from that, each man is his own person and makes his own choices. I would no more presume to teach a farmer or a schoolteacher anything about their chosen profession, and in similar fashion, I do not expect the farmer or the schoolteacher to tell me how to go about creating a functioning community that will continue to grow in time and space. But if someone feels they are better at the task, then let them create their own Catholic community, Barony, Kingdom, Citadel, or whatever name you want to give it. If theirs expands faster and better than mine and it too is Catholic, then well met; you might even gain our little community’s allegiance.

Parting points

  • I am not a visa service. You have a computer and the internet at your fingertips. Figure out all the details yourself, don’t ask me. I’m busy, and more importantly, I don’t answer questions you can answer yourself simply by doing the work you are asking me to do for you. Do it yourself.
  • But, but, but… I have this brilliant reason why Sedeprivationism is wrong/heretic/mistaken/schismatic/protestant/whatever and here it is, let me tell you all about it in my brilliant email… No. No you do not. Read my book of 530 pages and then write one yourself refuting every point I make in it if you can. Go on. I’ll wait. Otherwise, shut up. You are ignorant, have come up with nothing new and your nonsense will be summarily ignored or made a spectacular example of in public if I have the time and inclination.
  • Where do I sign up to come live in your house/garden/next door. Nowhere. If you want to own some land or a house, buy your own. If you are genuinely Catholic and genuinely interested in becoming part of our community it will not happen overnight. We need to know who you are and how you think and how you observe Mass and who your priest is and so on.
  • Why… you sound so unfriendly! You won’t get many people wanting to join you that way! This is what you should do… No. Go away. No one cares what you think and least of all me. Go create your own community, as I said. The Kurganate is not a soft place of hugging lies and virtue signalling. It is a hard place of Truth, Reality, Courage, Justice, Fortitude, Honour and a Beauty that lazy fakers cannot even imagine, much less comprehend. Because it is above all CATHOLIC. 1095 Catholic. Not Novus Orco Pedolitic.

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