The story so far

I think it’s appropriate I set the scene so that future posts make sense.

Before I elaborate on how I came to my present worldview, first of all I should summarise the past few years of my life. I am from the South East of England and in 2008 I went to university in Leeds to take a useless but nonetheless enjoyable liberal arts degree. After graduating, various good and bad things happened in a short space of time (which for now I shaln’t elaborate on for sake of anonymity), before financial troubles forced me to move back home with my parents. After two years of that, I’d had enough of feeling like a repressed child so decided to make a new start in Bristol with a good friend who already knew the area.

My ideological journey is one many others made. I started off in my teens in the realms of clueless progressive/left/liberalism, stopping just short of actually wearing Che Guevara shirts. I was a typical white middle-class leftie with many but not all of the trappings associated with that type of person. I gradually veered away from such views; first it was the self-righteousness, passive-aggression, how-dare-you’s; then it was the logical inconsistencies and the domination of leftist views in the university environment. Most of all, the cognitive dissonance would be too much to bear for my ‘rational male brain’ (for want of a better term) and I realised what sort of ulterior motives led me and others to such views in the first place. I would never have thought ten years ago that I would become someone who, even in private circles, would call themselves ‘racially aware’. This is not to say that I have become a National Socialist or any breed of White Nationalist (although to be fair I share many of the observations of that ilk), but more of the (non-fatalist) breed of HBD-realist if anything. Pan-nationalism appeals to me although not without ambivalence given the increasingly globalised society we live in, and of course my personal relationships. On a higher conscious level I try to be nice to everyone I meet, but privately acknowledge my innate in-group preferences.

Essentially this blog can perhaps be regarded partly as an ongoing ‘story’ about how I reconcile my honest observations with my personal/social life, although many posts will be made from a relatively detached perspective and some not even pertaining to politics.


~ by CallistoRising on May 29, 2011.

3 Responses to “The story so far”

  1. A common tale indeed. My own story is pretty much the same. Very Liberal parents of the “not fanatical but what will the neighbours think” variety, with a slightly feminist mother. Primary school and high school where very Lefty, but not comparable to what they’ve become since the 2000s (much less multi-cultishness back then). Being from a former Commie country PCness was an indicator of upper Middle Class, Lower Upper class when I grew up, but its drifted down to encompass the entire Middle Class to a certain extent in the last few years.

    I think many people who aim to be rational hit upon the cognitive dissonance of the vanilla political orientation of modern day Europe (“totalitarian feminist multicultural niceness to everyone but the uncouth racist sexist native lower class” aka respectable social democrat) in their older years but because they are set in their ways to translate this into a change of identity. They mostly become “cynical” or less likley to think of politics and society at large. Younger people however seem to loose some trust in society, while either cozying up with a marginalized view (which might not make more sense than the deluded mainstream) of their choosing or becoming a free thinking (or crankish) church of one.

    Indeed come to think of it this might have some interesting parallels to how religion’s cognitive dissonances played in young men versus older men in the age of enlightenment.

    Coming out in favour of Western man in a way that actually helps his odds of survival or the idea that evolution left a mark on man above the neck too or that diverse people are actually, you know, different (even sticking just to culture can get you in lots of trouble) seems about as risky as wondering aloud about the existence of God in another time.

    • My father I would call a moderate, but I would preferably call him a rational man than one who has any particular bent. He is not a ‘politico’ sort of person but one who looks at things with common sense and detached amusement. Atheist as well. My mother on the other hand is a painfully middle-class mildly (but increasingly) prudish Catholic who occasionally makes snide remarks about homosexuality and immigration (well, she doesn’t mind Poles because they tend to be Catholic so she lets them off) but in the same breath might say what a wonderful thing that Britain’s had wonderful waves of immigrants all these generations. Very into her ancestry, quite status-seeking but not in a SWPL way.

      It’s odd what you say about PCness in former Communist countries. I was under the impression in most of Eastern Europe, people were proud to be politically incorrect without risk of any kind of serious ostracism (a reaction to communist oppression).

  2. […] end up in that same position, learning the guitar and all that goes with it. Hell, I was even a teen lefty for a few years – I used it as it suited me, barely even bothering to read Das Kapital or […]

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