The number of absolutes I observe in my life is absolutely anomalous. Absolutes are rare, and rarely achieved in the realm of science. Absolute zero, absolute darkness and absolute vacuums are theoretical constructs never achieved in practice. In theory the social sciences are even fuzzier. That makes certain phenomena that I observe absolutely amazing.
Since my divorce, absolutely all of my former wife's family, my adult children, and our neighbors and their children simply refuse to return my calls. I am absolutely canceled. We had always gotten along cordially. Each of my ex-wife's three siblings had conscientiously paid back money I loaned them, and my adult children coasted through university on trust funds I had established. I was a faithful husband and conscientious father. My only, apparently unforgivable, sin is thought crime.
My former wife's parents had four children and seven grandchildren, now between their late 20s and 40s. So far as I know – as I mentioned above, absolutely nobody talks to me – they have produced no great-grandchildren. I don't know of any significant relationships, heterosexual or other.
Here's a thought experiment. Assume the average adult has two children, and the number of children in their families were distributed according to the bell curve. Which assumption might have been more or less valid half a century ago.
If that were the case, the odds of a couple like my ex-wife's parents having seven grandchildren would be only about 4%. Pretty rare. On the other hand, the odds of those 7 grandchildren having a total of zero children among them would be one in 268 million. Not absolute zero, but pretty close.
My former wife and I had a circle of about 12 friends and acquaintances among those neighbors in Bethesda, Maryland. The Dean of Georgetown Law School and Head of Pediatric Oncology at NIH had stay-at-home wives. Four professional women married other professionals and bore an aggregate of 12 children (96th percentile likelihood, by this bell curve distribution, for four families having that many kids), and six single women had none.
All four of the professional women's marriages, including my own, collapsed in acrimony. The two stay-at-home wives are still married. Is this a statistical anomaly? It has a high correlation to what I observe among my college classmates, professional colleagues and in books on the state of our society.
I am not in touch with the two families with stay-at-home wives, but the four with professional wives are an absolute bust as far as grandchildren go. Twelve adult children among us and no grandchildren. From a statistical point of view, absolutely amazing. Using the above assumptions, one chance in 281 trillion that we have none by the time we hit retirement. By the normal curve, even if we eventually had 8 among us, it would be 1 in a million. We can safely say that our dearth of children ain't normal. We've gone from boom to absolute bust in three generations.
Speaking of which, while my native San Francisco seems to be the epicenter of such social change, suburban Washington D.C. is in the first ring of ripples. The youngest daughter in my first family was the head of her high school gay bacon lettuce and tomato alliance. I love the GBLT image. It begs the question of who gets to play the part of the bacon. But I digress. At any rate, the club's name is an anachronism. It has now blossomed past LGBTTTQQIAA. For what it's worth, that daughter hasn't given evidence that she belongs anywhere in that alphabetical rainbow, but neither has she ever formed a stable hetero relationship that I know of. At least two others of the twelve children have come out of the closet.
Let me turn to the question of orthodoxies – political correctness. In theory, if each of our brains performed its own independent analysis to form opinions on the social issues of the day, such opinions ought to be uncorrelated. What I observe is close to absolute consistency. Opinions on global warming, race differences, gender differences, Trump, Israel, Russia, sex education, government healthcare, childhood vaccines, Covid 19, Covid vaccines and the like correlate, if not absolutely, at a vastly higher than random rate.
Any acquaintance who chastises me for not being vaccinated has, by that simple expression, exposed his opinions on just about everything. There would be a protracted Facebook argument in store if I dared counter with my own opinion. If I pushed my case too strongly – with links to experts – Facebook would bid me goodbye. I'm covered in that respect – I don't use it.
There truly are two worlds. The people named above live in the world of Google, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Amazon, CNN, MSNBC, the New York Times and the Washington Post. I live in the world of zerohedge, rumble, Odysee, Takimag and The Unz review. As befits the smarter slice of humanity, Jews are represented in both. Of course, Jews in World Number One excoriate those who dare position themselves in the other. I cherish their voices – Ron Unz, Bret Weinstein, Alex Berenson, Glenn Greenwald, Simone Gold, Steve Kirsch and their brave band of heretics.
I am lucky to have grown up in Berkeley, attended college at Reed and the University of California. My acquaintances in those places could comfortably absorb and echo ambient opinions, employing the well-honed Leninist lexicon of liberalism without giving it much thought. I was so often wrongfooted by their accusations of social Darwinism, racism, sexism and such that I learned to formulate counterarguments. I also quickly learned that arguing back is ineffective. A liberal will never concede a point, nor can you ever wear one out. They are impervious to logic. With them it is a matter of religion, much as they claim otherwise, and most are zealots. Their moral high ground trumps my logic every time.
Covid 19 is a perfect demonstration of this imperviousness. Absolutely nothing about Covid makes sense: origins, short, medium and long-term dangers, countermeasures, ingredients in the jab and so on. Many smart people have written articles and books on these topics. Their arguments are not even rebutted. The powers that be simply deprive us of the right to read the smart people, or the platform to have our own arguments heard. Such silencing has been happening on college campuses since the student uprisings I witnessed in the 1960s. The establishment employs coercion to force their masks, lockdowns, needles and dogmas on us.
Which begs the question, what should I do if I see the truth? Do I owe it to humanity to stand on a rooftop and shout it out? Or should I just shut up and take care of me and mine? Use my observation of the insanity in the financial sphere to accrete a bit of the wealth being euchred out of an uninformed, trusting, complacent middle-class? Use my observations on societal collapse to simply absent myself and my family and wait until it all blows over? Which I have been awaiting in vain for quite a while now, and may not happen in my lifetime? Hunker down and wait for most of humanity to kill itself off quickly with the jab, or quietly and slowly by not leaving anything in the way of posterity?
Shutting up is not in our Western tradition. I stand in admiration of the courageous souls such as Jordan Peterson, Ed Dutton, Tucker Carlson, Kevin MacDonald, Michael Yeadon, Robert Malone, Stephanie Seneff, Paul Craig Roberts, Whitney Webb, Mike Whitney, Linh Dinh the above-named Jewish heroes who feel compelled to help their neighbors save themselves by enlightening them. They take a brave stand. They assume that people can be persuaded and are worth persuading.
Simple observation says that persuasion isn't going to work. More than that, the people to be persuaded to save themselves don't have much interest in me or my children in the first place. They openly abhor straight white men. They seem quite ready to snicker when I die unvaccinated. Why should I be concerned for them?
I'll go with the ancient, evolutionarily proven approach of looking out for my own genetic interests. Rather than concern myself with all of humanity, I'll protect my family, tribe and people like myself. Or, my own people having so thoroughly forsaken us scions of America's founders, my adopted tribe, which is my children's by birth.
It is a curious anomaly that neither side is having many children. Those who decry the despoilation of Gaia, the despicable treatment of the Other and so on refuse to pollute the place with their progeny. On the other hand, many of the above-named heroes are so preoccupied with getting the truth out that they too do not have children.
Societies perpetuate themselves only through children. I console myself that in raising mine I am serving the world about as well as the people who shout the truth. I will pay homage by telling my children about these heroes, hoping their names will shine as examples. Meanwhile, my modest gift to society will be no more than discerning, well-educated, industrious children. My bet is that they will stand out because there will be very few such in the next couple of generations.
Eastern Europe is a good place to take my stand. The more adamant the Anglosphere and the European Union become about immigrants, transsexuals, vaccines and such, the more absolute becomes the resistance in Poland, Hungary and the Baltics. In a historical inversion, Russia starts to look like a bastion of freedom. Caught between East and West, and steeped in their own ineptitude Eastern European countries remain as free as anywhere. It may be absolutely the best place to wait out the apocalypse that the West is bringing upon itself.