My genetic interests, and how they will play out over the next few generations

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Three years ago, I presented a book review in video format of Frank Salter’s “On Genetic Interests” as a Toastmaster’s speech. The club membership has changed and there is water under the bridge since then. I decided to rework the speech, making it more personal. My title now is “My Genetic Interests.”

My point is that we of European descent have been shamed into rejecting our genomic interests. It is taken as racist to believe in the perpetuation of your own people.

The Club of Rome said 50 years ago that “The earth has cancer, and the cancer is man.” Bill Gates, Junior and Senior, have been lifelong supporters of Planned Parenthood. The organization’s mission has changed in its century of existence. Margaret Sanger was a dedicated eugenicist, distressed at the propagation of “lesser” peoples. By the time of the Gates’ involvement the goal became thwarting the propagation of all peoples. They advocate birth control, abortion, feminism, homosexuality and transsexuality – anything to keep us from breeding.

Charles Sherrington, an English contemporary of Sanger’s, quipped that “Nature represents, in the case of man, a revulsion of the process against the product.” By that he meant that we people of the Caucasian persuasion were so put off by the barbarous nature of evolution, pitting man against man in the survival of the fittest, that we chose to believe we were above all that. In doing so we abandoned the practices that had raised Europeans to world domination. More than that, in satisfaction of Sanger’s concerns, many of our elites put themselves above such messy biological processes as conceiving and suckling children, and of wiping their dirty fannies and noses. Birthrates among the upper classes plummeted.

A lot of people are lukewarm about children in the first place. When they have them, they are more than happy to free their own time by turning them over to daycare and the schools for their upbringing. Not surprisingly, the children often don’t grow up with a strong identification with the culture of their parents. They wind up without a culture to defend, and not much inclination to defend anything except themselves. And even at that, the defense is more of their tender egos than of their physical bodies.

The gist of my speech is that we have to recognize our genetic interests. From that follows the observation that the best way to serve them as by having children and investing heavily in raising them in our own culture, with our own values. Others will observe that this is a lot of work. The retort has to be that it was a lot more work for our ancestors, without the aid of machines, and they got it done. We need to figure it out ourselves. I’m fortunate to live in Ukraine where people are less removed from their hard-working forebears and have a greater appreciation of these facts.

On a tangentially related topic, I wrote in early September that Reed College, where I matriculated in 1960, had established a program whereby alumni could relive their college years by following along with the readings in the school’s iconic Humanities 11 course. In response to the accompanying request, I offered to host such a group of alumni. They brought eight of us together.

In my letter introducing myself to the others I mentioned that I was a book reviewer and included a link to my 550 reviews. Sadly, my reviews must reveal that I am not terribly woke. The alumni coordinator handling the program, a Tess Buchanan, wrote that one of the other members would “be uncomfortable” if I hosted it. Making such a person “uncomforable” would violate the school’s “honor code.” She asked if I would step aside. I wrote back that though I found the request a bit peculiar, I would be more than happy to let somebody else lead it. Please let me know.

After two weeks I wrote again asking what was happening. Why had not heard from them? No response. After another three weeks I telephoned the number that Tess had given and left a message asking what was happening. Yesterday I got this email

Hi Graham,

That book club has moved in another direction at this time. You are welcome to continue solo, if you would like.

Thanks,

Tess

The crudest imaginable brush off! Without my ever having spoken a word to anybody, they are saying in effect “Whatever we are doing, we are not telling you and you are not welcome.” The state of academia is so pathetic as to be totally laughable.

Returning to the question of genetic interests, my next project is going to be a speech on Woke Eugenics, Edward Dutton’s book. He is one of the few authors who sees the problems of the modern world as being caused by evolution. The human environment of the last two centuries has become incredibly less demanding. “Survival of the fittest” no longer culls the idiots, psychopaths and misfits from the human herd. They have been breeding to the point that they outnumber the people who remain what would have been merely normal a couple of centuries back.  And such “spiteful mutants” concentrate in places like Reed College.

Dutton’s wan thesis is that evolution brought us here and evolution will have to get us out of this morass. Woke people are not reproducing themselves, but it will take several generations until they die out, allowing genetically and mentally healthy people to again predominate. This fits in with a more broadly held thesis that the world has to, and the words of Charles Hugh Smith, “run to failure” and then restart. Oswald Spengler said the same a century ago in “The Decline of the West” and Dimitri Orlov more recently in “Reinventing Collapse.” I find the evolutionary psychologist Dutton to have the most perceptive take on the kind of people who will pull us through. Writing a speech on the basis of his Woke Eugenics will be my next project.

With that is my premise, I am less invested in the upcoming election than most Americans. Although Trump and Vance could slow the decay, I think it is inevitable. My focus has to remain on raising my family to survive and perpetuate our genetic interests and our culture through the upcoming hard times. It’s a gloomy message, and I’m not expecting it to find many fellow believers until things are further underway.

That’s the doom and gloom from Lake WeBeGone, where the family is doing just fine. The kids are all enjoying school and Oksana is preparing musically for the holiday season.

Graham