Mother enough

[Color me black and call me a … Crow. My lovely Mai graces us with a guest post. – Alf.] 

OK. Turns out being a mom is a bit, no, a lot harder than i thought it would be. I thought I couldn’t feel worse than in my college years, but all that was topped in the frist week our baby was born. Physically I was fine, but emotionally I was ridden over by a truck and on top of that truck was another truck and on top of that truck was a sperm whale. There was NO pink cloud. The first thing I did in the morning was cry, last thing I did too. Everybody kept saying that they THOUGHT it PROBABLY was “completely normal.” Well that sounds convincing!!! In the meantime I’d only heard of pink clouds or post-natal depression and this definitely did not feel like a pink cloud.

Literally NOBODY told me it would be so fucking hard. Yes, I was scared of the changes because I hate changes, but I thought the unconditional love for my baby would make it at least bearable. Of course, when I opened up to other mothers and confessed that I sort of wanted to throw myself in front of a bus, they said they had felt the same to a certain degree. Great.

Luckily, my love grew a little bit more every day. I remember imagining a thermometer with at the bottom snowflakes and at the top a red beating heart. Every day I would tell myself: OK, I’m not there yet but at least I have room for even more love.

After those –hormonal- first months I had to go back to work again. I thought it would be some kind of nice, talking to adults and being around other people. However, it turned out it was even harder balancing between being a good mom, working on my own business, earning some money, and dealing with problems that came along working at a company. [turns out being a mom is a full-time job.]

I guess everything I wrote in my previous post is true, but it took me over 6 months to get used to everything, and for my hormone management to go to a less cray-cray level. Now I finally feel like myself again, maybe even a better version of myself. I love our little dragon so much it makes me do stupid things like watching cute videoclips of him just the moment after we had a very hard time getting him to sleep. Yes, sometimes it’s still hard. And I think it will continue being hard. And I will always –to a certain degree- will feel like I don’t accomplish enough. [because these days, being only a mother just isn’t enough.] However, at the end of the day I just want me and my family to be happy. Guess that makes me mother enough.

My advice to past-me would be:

  • Just surrender to everything. You are your baby’s bitch these couple of weeks and there’s nothing you can do about it. The only thing your baby needs is you and your milk, and you will give it to him when he needs it.
  • Your “maternal feeling” isn’t something magical and beautiful. It probably feels like it isn’t there, because it isn’t. It has to develop. For now just try to dig through your hormonal layer and try to listen to yourself.
  • Do not ask for or listen to (well-intentioned) (unsolicited) advices. And if you do, ask someone with the same mentality.
  • Instead listen to your partner. He is the closest non-hormonal person, and he will see things a lot clearer than you do.
  • Don’t expect anything of your baby. A baby’s first year is just one big mess.
  • Be honest about your feelings.
  • Keep in mind: everything is a phase.

Ok, baby wanted to say something too. He’ll keep it short:

Khx n c mx b cxx

[aww]

The future of this blog

I debated whether or not to write this post, figured I should. I’ve written on the subject before, but lately my thoughts are a bit more fleshed out.

If you want to make money, having an anonymous dark enlightenment blog is the absolute worst idea you can come up with. For one, the audience is about the amount of total followers I have on Instagram (spoiler: double digits), for another, the whole thing is a liability for your real life income.

BUT, I never could resist the temptation of cooking up a new religion. It’s just been too god damn interesting. It’s always felt like the Wild West out here, and I believe it still is; once you realize that the priesthood in power has absolutely no clue what it’s doing, it’s like: I can do that better. I’ll show them how easy it is to do better.

So, that’s basically what this blog has been about. Solving man’s search for meaning. It’s easy, really, the only reason people think it is so hard is because they’ve been taught it is hard. The Resurrection of God is me providing meaning for the twenty-first century, hopefully into later centuries as well. I always felt like the ideas in it are so obvious that it’s been a race to be the first to get it out in book-form. So when I hit the publish button, I felt like I hit the ‘World Record Time’ button. Don’t think anyone else has hit that button yet, so I’ll take the World Record please thank you. No doubt other men will follow suit, but they’ll be imitators, don’t let the only real one intimidate ya.

Whether or not this will turn out to be the religion to save the West, who knows, but to be honest: I’m way too confident that it will. It is the answer, the method works, and if it is not this method, it will be another method that very closely resembles it.

So, at some level, I feel like my work is done. The whole archbishop thing is a cool meme, but I’m not gonna sit behind my laptop waiting for that to happen. I’m gonna do other, non-Alf stuff.

I think the AlfaNL domain expires in half a year or so. I won’t renew it. This site I’ll keep, if not just to sell e-books, I’ll likely write every now and then when I feel the itch. But, you know, not a priority.

I will however reveal that I am in the process of writing one last book for this blog. Way too early to spoil anything yet, but rest assured it’s gonna be a good one.

Trump appreciation post

It’s been almost three years since Donald Trump was elected to office. I had some doubts. Not big doubts, mind you. My attitude has been to prepare for the worst, hope for the best. I always hoped Trump would be one of the best. From the way he handled himself during the election it sure looked like he would be one of the best.

But patience is a virtue. Perhaps Trump would turn out to be another Reagan: a talking head, appeased and subverted by the permanent government. Perhaps he would simply fail to understand the beast he challenged. I remember having my moment of biggest doubt when news broke that Trump, no doubt pressured by the neocons, started bombing Syria.

Yet here we are, a mere two years later, and Trump is moving troops out of Syria. The first president to actually pull out of the sick mess that the US created in the Middle East. How awesome is that. And really, it’s just the tip of the iceberg. I’m trying to summarize Trump’s achievements in a sentence, but I’m finding it hard. Trump dealt with North Korea. Trump dealt with Russia. Trump dealt with Iran. But perhaps even more importantly, domestically Trump is single-handedly taking on the permanent government. He’s bullying leftists, making their heads explode until they can no longer explode. Lefties keep repeating: ‘this is not normal’ because they know in their heart that this is normal, this is the way it is supposed to be. Trump is a one man army raising the testosterone of all the men in the West. What a guy, what a guy.

I think that at a certain point you learn to stop following a man’s every move, and instead decide whether or not to trust that man from a distance. I’ve come to trust Trump. He’s not an intellectual, but that’s a good thing. He’s a doer, a warrior, which is exactly what we were missing.

It’s an intellectual’s weakness to feel like a man as Trump needs to win your affection everyday. “I used to like Trump, but when he tweeted X, I stopped liking him.” Nonsense. You assess a person’s character, and if that character fits the function, there is no need to micro-judge everything that person does. Trump has character, Trump fits his presidential function. Let him do his thing, trust in his instincts to do whatever is best for him, and that his instincts to do whatever is best for him are very likely to be what is best for you.

The only thing you can possibly accuse the man of is not knowing the mess he got himself into. ‘If only you know how bad things really are’ was pretty much the NRx slogan. Well, Trump by necessity found out how bad things were when he moved into the white house. But again, note how Trump dealt with that: he adapted, never stopped fighting, parried every blow the media threw at him, and is now slowly moving to appoint people that are actually loyal to him. I think it was only a month ago that I saw Trump sitting in a room, telling the people around him how great they were, and adding, with pride, that all the people in that room, for the first time, were Trump appointees. I mean, what a, what a guy.

And now he is tweeting about staying president until 2030, about the coup against him, and about possible measures to counter this democrat madness. Consider his learning curve: we on this dark side of the internet knew the state of Western government by reading, thinking, discussing. We’ve abstractedly come to the conclusion that there is a permanent undemocratic government, that this government is trapped in a holiness spiral, and that it will end in murder and madness. Trump has basically learned all this, not through blogs, but by smashing headstrong into the permanent government and learn from what happens. And he has learned it! How cool is that.

Of course, assuming 2020 goes over well, it is still a mystery what will happen after 2024. But at this point I am confident that whatever Don does, he does in full knowledge of the murderous eyes staring at him. To have someone in power who sees the same frothing, cancerous madness that we see, and who tells that madness in its face: “America will never be a socialist country”, honestly, it helps me sleep like a baby. God bless that man.

A reader reviews Resurrection of God

Valued commenter Kenny has, very friendly and unprompted, written his own review of the Resurrection of God. Since he has no blog that I am aware of, I will paste his review here. Take it away Kenny!


The West is dying. It is a rudderless ship without Captain or Pilot, in stormy waters, tempest tossed. It cannot innovate, it cannot defend its borders, and in a bureaucratic maze, cannot make decisions. Western democracy is supposed to be government by the people, but is now rule by an oligarchy without allegiance. Frustrations of the common man go unheeded, and erupt into violence in the streets, which is becoming a norm. Everywhere is a sense that the story we are told no longer describes reality.

Many continue to hold the illusion that this chaos is progress towards a utopian age, doubling down on liberal and progressive concepts which have failed. A growing number have recognized it as decay. Very few, in our information saturated age, are proposing novel solutions to our current symptoms, much less looking for a path for humanity’s future.

Alf was just one Dutch man trying to get his life sorted and claim his stake in the world. He has spent many years studying and participating in reactionary and dissident right thought and discussion. He has watched the ominous events of the West’s decay unfold while also studying history. Inspired by the likes of Mencius Moldbug, Nick Land, Spandrel, and Jim, he is compelled to explain why things are falling apart, and what we can do about them. His explanation eschews the state, socialism and communism as modern saviours. Rather, he goes back to the roots of our modern malaise, from before the French Revolution, all the way to modern times searching for answers. His thesis is simple, but not easy to accept. It will strike many as reactionary if not regressive. To resurrect the great western civilization, we must resurrect God.

Nietzsche wrote that God was dead and humanity would have to take a different path to advance. Alf respectfully disagrees. The philosophical rejection of God from the Enlightenment onward could not have killed God anymore than it could have killed gravity. Alf seeks to resurrect God in a new form, incorporating aspects of the sciences, of our biology, our behaviour, and our capacities, to create a more compelling vision of the universe and man’s place in it. In the West, we’ve gone down the wrong road, denying our own nature. We create fictions to support grand schemes which only result in waste and suffering. Alf wants us to stop, turn around, and go back to recover our sense of humanity and our place in the universe.

Alf is not some amateur pundit. He’s got skin in this game. He has a family, and a son. He wants his children to inherent a world where they can live, grow and advance, in accordance with their nature and the will of God. Here is his vision on how we can get back on track.


Thank you for your kind words Kenny!

Open application for the job of archbishop

I guess now’s as a good a time as any to make it official: I hereby openly apply for the future job of archbishop.

You’ll find my resumé attached to this site.

Now I hear you asking: ‘Alf, you might be overqualified as archbishop, but what the hell are you going to do when you’re archbishop?’ Good question.

To be completely fair, I only have half a clue of what I’m going to do. Probably similar to what the popes in the old days used to do. Definitely not what the popes do nowadays. It’s kind of a figure-it-out-as-we-go-along thing.

Here’s how I’ll probably start: set up office in Harvard, and oversee the education of a new, much smaller generation of priests. A lot of work will include dismantling institutions of education for old priests; aka the dissolvement of the monasteries. Humanities and social sciences will take a big, well-deserved hit.

Here’s another idea I like: I’ll give a course, Moldbug 101. Eleven men may apply for it. The new crop of priests. The first course, we’ll put online in its entirety. On Youtube or wherever. Moldbug backed by power. How fun would that be.

As for the other responsibilities, I’m sure we’ll figure it out. I think most of it falls under the Dutch axiom of ‘act normal and you act crazy enough’. I’ll be looking forward to working together with the Grand Inquisitor, at least. Hope that’ll be Jim, but if not, I’m again sure we’ll figure something out.

The Resurrection of God is out now!

An excellent way to spend the evening

Whelp, it has finally happened — ‘The Resurrection of God’ is now available as an e-book! What is it about, you ask? Only the culmination of five years in the Dark Enlightenment blogosphere, synthesized in one book.

This book is probably the smartest thing I’ll ever write. Let me be even crazier: it’s probably the smartest book in existence since the bible. I know that because I have abundantly lifted material from men even smarter than me, and added my own unique twist on the thing. It’s not just a book, it’s a lifestyle! ^_^;;

Get your copy here!

Many many thanks to the selfless reviewers: Mountstuart Elphinstone, Kenny (who also reviewed my first book), Jim and HappyDad89.

Finally, I’d also like to thank the talented artist who designed the beautiful cover: Pussydestroyer86. Remember that name folks.

Publishing date nears…!

Yes, great hype washes over the internet, as the publication date for The Resurrection of God draws closer! I’ve been interacting with excellent reviewers giving me lots of feedback.1 I do not want to rush things, so I have let the book and the feedback simmer for a while.

Over the past week I felt like I was ready to finalize the book. I re-read everything, made changes and added some new chapters. I was impressed with my own writing.

See, I set out to write The Resurrection of God as a non-fictional detective novel, but I was scared that I had bitten off more than I could chew. Reading the (almost) final result, that does not turn out to be the case. The book is pretty much as I envisioned it. If years of blogging serve as experimental practice, The Resurrection of God is the result of all that practice. It is my synthesis of years of Dark Enlightenment debate.

Things that I have still got to do before final publication:

  • Wait for the reviews of the final draft.
  • Re-read the final draft and finalize edits.
  • Throw the final product into azw3, epub and pdf format.
  • Finish sales page (I’ve already written a draft, which naturally includes the words ‘dazzling masterpiece of philosophical ingenuity’ in its very first sentence).
  • Write an official release post.

My only regret is not publishing this book as an actual book. E-books are infinitely more lame than the real thing. But for now I think getting the idea in the book out is the most important thing, and my guess is that those interested in the idea will buy the book anyway. Perhaps later I can sell the book in actual book form. Getting it printed is not the hardest problem I think, even if I am paranoid about giving away my identity. Shipping costs however, from what I’ve tentatively searched, seem to be more problematic. My preliminary estimation puts the price of a cover book including international shipping at 30 to 40 dollars converted to bitcoin.

Anyways, the e-book will be priced at $8,95 converted to bitcoin. Exciting!


1 Well except for Jim who just responded ‘excellent’ and corrected one typo in his own quoted material.

The Brahmin machine

A long while ago I wrote about the Ultimate Brahmin. It was a good post, included in this book of collected NRx writings.

As time goes by, you do some more thinking and you reach some more conclusions. So I’ll add new thoughts.

The Brahmin thing works. It’s correct. let’s summarize why it works, using an engineering perspective.

Moldbug said that religion is an unsolved problem, from an engineering perspective. Getting rid of religion only creates a vacuum for an unofficial religion. Cannot do without it. People need some sort of faith.

Which makes me go: OK, if we cannot get rid of religion, perhaps there is good reason for it to be around. Then, if we’re going to have religion anyway, and if religion is good to have around, why not construct a religion like you would construct an oil drilling platform?

(Of course, ‘religion’ might be the wrong name for what we are trying to build. The word is associated with backwardness, whereas we want to move forward. We could strip it of its symbolism and simply call it ‘trust’: how do we build trust? But, lets stick to religion for consistency’s sake. And let’s try and treat it as the construction of an oil drilling platform.)

To understand how a religion works, I look at existing religions. What do they have in common? Well, as I concluded in the Ultimate Brahmin: they have a prophet in common. Some man who has a plan. Jesus, Mohammed, L Ron Hubbard, all of them were men with a plan.

So then, being the power-hungry monkey that I am, my first next thought is: couldn’t I be that man? How cool would it be to be Jesus-famous? That’d be pretty cool.

But then I quickly realize that I am not smart enough for such business. I am not that man with a plan. I’m just a relatively smart guy who likes to say it as he sees it. Now believe me dear reader, if there was no one smarter around I might have tried anyway, but the whole situation is solved by the observation that there’s men out there with better plans than me. The trick is to find this man.

In reactionary circles, we are already sort of understanding this. People talked about Nick Land’s ideas as a religion. People formed closed groups around Moldbug’s ideas. And of course, I devote a non-insignificant portion of blog space to Jim.

But the man with the plan is the bare bones. What is next? Well, if you have the plan, you start building the foundation. You build a machine around your prophet. Jesus wasn’t cool because he minded his own business, Jesus was cool because he had twelve followers who in turn amassed thousands of followers. It was the cooperative feat in itself that, day-by-day, proved that Christianity worked.

We need to show that same level of cooperation, and we need to be able to scale it all the way up to the top. This will be messy, no doubt, but it will also be the real thing. It will be a practical engineering matter: The engineering of fashion, basically. Just a more meaningful fashion, I think.

Now, a point about the prophet. I think most men have grown beyond prophets being superhuman. I don’t know how this exactly happened, maybe it’s some evolutionary trait, maybe it’s because of internet, maybe how society changed… Whatever it is, if you nowadays sell your prophet as being supernatural, you are mostly going to attract weirdos, not rational thinking men.

So while Jesus sold himself as supernatural, I don’t think that’s something we want. So when I say I follow Jim as a prophet, I don’t mean that he is anything but a human with the accompanying human flaws. I mean it in a practical, engineering kind of way: I like that guy’s blueprint, let’s build this thing. That’s why I’d have no problem with for instance Moldbug coming up with an alternative blueprint; I just think Jim has the better one. (For starters, Moldbug would have to address the Women Question.)

To recap that: Jesus’ point was not that he was holy and the son of God and so on, Jesus’ point was that he was the man with the plan. That is all that is required. The rest is marketing.

To push the comparison with religion building and platform building even further, it’s not even so much that I think leftists are evil as that I believe they do stupid stuff when in power. I merely think ‘evil’ is a nice moral category to put them in, for mass communication. Creates a functional ‘us vs them’. Thus, when Alex Jones shouts that Hillary is a literal demon, and when Kanye West raps that Los Angeles is ruled by demons, I simply go: ‘yeah man, what’s new.’

But anyway. Enough theorycrafting. How do we do it? How do we, in practice, do this?

I don’t know. It’s too much of a ‘throw a plate of spaghetti at a wall and see what sticks’ situation. Have to feel things out, see what works and whatnot. It’s a pretty unique operation, after all.

Here’s what I guess I imagine: Trump is president until 2024. But things will get worse. I don’t think he’ll be in the position to declare himself king (if he does, best-case scenario). So Trump follows the rules of democracy and does not extend his presidential term. Perhaps this works in the short term, but we all know how it will end in the long-term: The moment the left wins back the presidency is the moment the bloodshed will start.

What will happen then? Who knows..! There will be chaos. In that chaos, people will be looking for answers. And that’s probably when we get our chance. There will have to be some mass story-telling involved. Not through blogging; blogging is too niche. Probably some videos that go viral. Some way in which we are undeniably influencing fashion, in some way people can no longer ignore.

Currently the risk/reward ratio is horrible for people to take such risks, but given enough time it will happen. And after that… We hope Trump and his allies win. And hopefully by then our foundation will be strong enough for Trump to say: ‘you know what, why don’t you take Harvard university and see what you can make of it.’

Now wouldn’t that be fun.

Shitposting

DOn’t mind me just writing some stuff off my chest…

Let’s start with warmism. It’s good to keep debunking warmism. The left depends on people believing its lies. Once lies are disproved, leftists disappear into snarky darkness. For instance, see immigration. The left is losing the battle for democracy because it couldn’t help itself importing waves of Nigerians.

But new lies are easily made. Take warmism. Man is warmism all over the place these days. It’s hot hot hot.

Here’s the funny thing: try to actually debate with a warmist what is going on, scientifically speaking. Spoiler: you can’t. It’s impossible.

They constantly move the goal posts. There’s a hole in the ozone! No wait it’s actually acid rain! And carbon dioxide is warming up the earth! And the arctics are melting! And the sea level is rising! The world is coming to an end in five years! The hole in the ozone is healing! Global warming doesn’t need to warm up the earth, it just changes it! There will be hurricanes because the bees are dying! There’s only 30% of the Amazon rainforest left! Yes said five years ago the world was going to end in five years, and it hasn’t, we are very grateful, but in another five years surely the world will end! Also, carbon dioxide isn’t even our biggest problem, have you seen the nitrogen levels recently?

And so on, and so on.

The whole thing needs to be debunked as a whole. Global warming has been debunked, endless times, by people smarter than me. But it needs to be smashed into the ground. No one should dare to openly preach warmism, just as nowadays no leftist dares to openly preach pro-immigration. Make that stuff low status.

Warmism jargon like ‘sustainable’ and ‘organic’ is nonsense; whenever a product or company uses such jargon, it has been strong-armed into it by looting warmists. Products aren’t ‘sustainable’ or ‘organic’: they either work or they don’t. There is no difference between organic farming and farming, only in the sense that organic hipster farmers use stupid methods that fail after which they inevitably realize that farmers were farming the way they farm for a reason.

Warmism is an end-of-the-world cult, the most successful one in the history of mankind. For that it deserves props, but it also deserves to be smacked into the ground.

Take this here ‘scientificious infograph on 9gag. Now there’s some quality content. I of course can’t help but immediately notice the ‘This Now’ logo, which I recognize as a radical left-wing media group often retweeted by AOC. So already I’m thinking: I trust these guys as far as I can throw them. BUT, the images look scientific, no?

I mean, what the hell, let us give them a chance. What’s the claim?

The claim is that the old ice on the Arctics, old ice being ice older than four years, has melted from 4.000.000 square kilometers in 1988 (left pic) to 110.000 square kilometers in 2019 (right pic):

That’s pretty insane don’t you think? Crunch the numbers: That’s a ninety-five percent decrease in the amount of ice. That’s the kind of thing that might instigate people to take up climate activism.

Only, it’s complete bunk. Stupid bunk even. Every summer, all the ice of the arctics melts and looks something like this:

Everything melts to pieces of ice. Everywhere! How exactly did these people measure which of those thousand pieces of ice stayed frozen over the summer? Were toothpicks involved? And how the hell can these pieces of flotsam be represented as one big white mass of 400.000 square kilometers? I guess that you, like me, assumed the images in that infograph were satellite images or something. They sure were meant to imitate satellite images. But actual satellite images would show the ice melting every summer since 1988. This, on the other hand, can only show what it shows with the help of photoshop.

So another day, another lie. They lie compulsively.

They lie just like that cult that predicted aliens would arrive and the world would end, and when the aliens failed to arrive, they predicted even more aliens were on their way and that the world would end twice as much.

They lie, stupidly, shamelessly, endlessly. To associate yourself with such stupidity is almost as stupid as making it up yourself.

Hilariously, the arctic ice is not at all cooperating with warmists. Jim observed that the Northwestern passage bordering the arctics has not been passable because of the amount of ice, and what do you know, a bunch of warmists have recently been evacuated because they were caught in ice that wasn’t supposed to be there. Based captain notes: “Something is very wrong with Arctic ice, instead of melting as ordered by UN/IPCC, it captured the ship with Climate Change Warriors.”

Indeed, the Arctic ice shows alarming tendencies of white privilege.

I’ve lost count of how many warmists have been debunked by now. Michael Mann’s IPCC has been debunked. Hanson’s NASA has been debunked. Al Gore has been debunked. Oh and of course Greta Thunberg turns out to be funded by Al Gore and George Soros — who saw that coming! It’s like we’re playing wack-a-mole; debunk one warmist and another pops out. Get them all out of here.

Well that wasn’t really a shitpost, it was actually a very coherent post. I impress myself. Not going to change the title tho.

Immortality

What does a mean really want?

Well, among many things, immortality.

How to become immortal? Well there’s all sorts of myths. Potions, fountains of youth, radioactive accidents… But these are stories. Metaphors for the real thing.

What is the real thing?

Obviously, some sort of scientific breakthrough. Say, cloning. Or some kind of gene splice, which, I don’t know, stops the aging process or something. How close are we to such a breakthrough?

Unfortunately, very far away.

Imitating and improving life turns out to be hard. It has taken nature billions of years to produce functioning humans. To expect us to copy that blueprint and improve it within the next century, it is just too much to ask. We can’t even build a self-driving car, much less a human eye. Even something as simple as artificial insemination only has a success rate of twenty percent. To achieve scientific immortality, we’ll need a lot of time and a lot of trial and error.

But the more pressing issue is of course that science is no longer practiced in the West. Instead we have this monstrosity pretending to be science, wearing the gutted skin of what used to be science as a skin-suit. They will not achieve anything. Forget nanobots, forget cybernetic upgrades — the best you can hope for is that the electricity grid still functions in twenty years from now.

But but but… Muh immortality !

Well, yes, I’m sorry. That was the bad news. But want to know the good news? Immortality is still within your reach. Always was. It’s called: children.

Yes I know, groundbreaking stuff! But it’s true: nature has already made you immortal by gifting you the power of procreation. Calculate for yourself: Your kids will be fifty percent you, so if you have four children, you will have doubled your life presence! The math does not lie: Children are the tried-and-tested way of attaining immortality.

So, have kids. It’s fun, trust me. Don’t believe the propaganda saying otherwise. The trick is to do it as traditionally as possible: make sure mom breastfeeds, make sure mom takes care of the kids as much as possible, support mom where needed, and stay away from stupid prog shit. That’s it, that’s all there is to it. Baby smiles all day. Mom finds her purpose in life. It’s win-win all around.

Of course, what you discover when you have a kid is that the progs have gone a long way in fucking up society for families. Last time we streamed the news, some expert calmly explained that the government wants all mothers to work, which is easy, because daycare is re-imbursed. If I were not a cold-blooded aristocrat I’d have shouted FUCK YOU BITCH STOP SEPARATING CHILDREN FROM THEIR MOTHER and punched a hole through the TV. Children need their mother, it is only because things are already so screwed that mothers often need to work, because a family can no longer live on the man’s income alone. I know we struggle with that.

Naturally, there’s more shit. Your girl, through the female interaction network, is bombarded with shitloads of crap family-hating info. For instance, my girl was told that it is perfectly fine if she does not want to breastfeed. This is dangerous nonsense: breastmilk contains essential stuff, which we cannot artificially reproduce because we don’t know exactly what the essential stuff is. All we know is that babies who miss out on breast milk tend to be smaller, have allergies or ear infections.

But wait, there’s more, because there’s also the state healthcare tentacle which will try to destroy the natural growth cycle of babies. They tell you: come give birth at the hospital! We shall pump your woman full with drugs, thereby forcing the baby out whether he likes it or not, and numbing the mother beyond all her senses. Complications might happen, but can’t they also happen at home, wink wink? Well, my girl gave birth at home, and it was a very wholesome experience. I recommend it.

And of course, there’s the fear mongering. Holy crap the fear mongering. It’s like someone paid these people to scare the living shit out of mothers. They told a friend’s girl of mine that their kid might have head cancer. Of course, probably not, and really it was probably just an allergy, but they were ‘obliged’ to tell her there was a small chance. Wtf. They pull this shit all the time, I have dozens of these stories. Keep your kid and wife as far away from these people as possible.

There is, simply put, no end of bullshit thrown at you, all ostensibly in the name of helping you, but all with the result of fucking up families and ensuring no one dare have more than one-and-a-half kid, if even that. But again, let me stress: if you avoid the worst traps, being the patriarch of a family is truly a joy. And of course, to succeed where your haters want you to fail, that is great as well.

PS: the book has been very helpfully reviewed by several people. I am making some final changes, so it should not be too long before you’ll see it at the top of the New York Times bestseller list.