How I lrnd2 Communism
Note: Some things mentioned here are disturbing. I'm not going to lie I had bad ideas before, really bad ideas. Eventually though the stupid was beaten out of me.
So how did I become a Communist? To start off I’ll have to tell you a little bit about my past. My parents were rather apolitical and mainly watched the News for the weather. My Grandmother though was much more passionate about things; she was a pretty staunch supporter of the GOP and conservatism in general. Nice lady just misguided politics. Anyways she eventually convinced my family into going to church and this is where my political journey starts. I was young at the time but I became pretty zealous in matters of religion. I was still apolitical in that I didn’t really understand of care for modern politics, but I had started on the road to becoming a full-fledged theocrat. I first started to gain an interest in the political happenings of the world in the summer of two thousand and six. It was the middle of Bush’s second term and the evening news was filled with images from the war in Iraq. It was initially the war that captured my attention. The violent insurgency, lack of weapons of mass destruction, and war profiteering shattered the conceptions of my apolitical world view. I did become an opponent of the war, but that was about the limit of my progressive leanings. I was a social conservative through and through. I thought pre-marital sex was bad, homosexual sex was worse, nudity shouldn’t be on television, abortion was murder, and pagans needed to pay a literal sin tax (I was a very unfun person back then). Though I had pretty much no position on economics, mostly because I felt since I didn’t understand it I shouldn’t talk about it.
Eventually though when I got into high school I started to lose my social conservatism. I meet people who challenged my moral views. I made friends with the drug-takers, the law-breakers, and the bottom-bashing fornicators so to speak. I saw that not everyone followed my views on life and that god wasn’t doing anything about that. I began to realize that sending some to painful torment for eternity was not moral punishment and that it was wrong for me to push my moral views on something just because I thought it was weird or wrong. One of the things that really pushed me away from my theocratic views though was the fact that I had two gay friends, unbeknownst to me at the time. We were at a party and because everyone was bored we all decided to play truth or dare, we were freshmen at the time and weren’t very imaginative. So eventually my two friends were dared to kiss each and they did so with some pretty good enthusiasm. I sat there watching my mouth unhinged for a moment. Then I realized, “this is kind of hot”. I eventually experienced similar events and my theocratic ways began to ebb and vanish completely. I eventually abandoned my faith completely when I began reading philosophy and was unable to see evidence of any supernatural entities. One of the things that really helped me leave my faith was reading Nietzsche’s Antichrist, as well as some other works of his. In addition I became obsessed with the concept of honor and virtue leading me to a militaristic outlook and eventually nationalism.
I bypassed ethnic and racial nationalism seeing them as a simple goose chase and excuse for lazy assholes to blame their problems on other people, and cover up their own inferiority. Degenerates who would ignore the human spirit based on superficial traits which reflect nothing about a person’s character. With their dogma of “it’s white, it’s all right” they promote a society which would decline as they simply promote a person because they crawled out the birth canal of some pale woman. They don’t care if that person is a cultural degenerate or violent criminal. I knew far too many white people who were delusional, stupid, corrupt, disgusting, ugly, perverse, etc, to conclude that they were some master race. The WN’s are included in this group. Because they were not the brightest bulb in the drawer, and tended to be physically unappealing, I considered them Untermenschen (specifically I thought the WN’s would be the first to be put in the meat grinder if any eugenics movement gained power in the country) that would have made America turn into a replica of the dark ages of Europe. Speaking of WN’s of low intelligence there was an interesting conversation I had with one back in my 2nd year of high school.
WN: How the ******** can you hang around with that s**c? Don’t you know what they’re doing to this country?
Me: Working their asses off while your pale a** parents complain about how the welfare check came late this week?
WN: ******** you. They’re a drain on the nation, just like blacks. I mean just look at the IQ tests, numbers don’t lie.
Me: You mean the tests in which both Jews and Asians scored higher than the pale people?
WN: That’s different Jews and yellows are still going try and destroy us.
Me: You’re just mad because you’re of a lower breed, it’s not their fault they’re better than you.
WN: They’re not smarter they just trick people with lies and misinformation.
Me: Exactly they out organized you because they’re smarter and better than you.
WN: ******** you, you c**t. *stomps off*
Me: That’s right! Europe’s back the way you came!
I thought that was hilarious at the time, still kind of do.
Moving on my nationalism was based more on a romantic conception of civil and political unity. I wanted to create the Übermensch of Nietzsche as opposed to Hitler. The way I saw it the United States lacked a cultural consensus, a greater unifying idea. I wanted leaders with a long term vision and faith in life to create something anew; to strive for something better, even if it does not immediately benefit them. I did not see this as possible in the current two party center right democracy and decided we needed an aristocracy of individuals of cultural worth, people who would focus on honor rather than what was popular or what was profitable. Because I saw that the only consensus in my nation was to have a lack of a consensus, I decided that a new culture needed to be created. One that would replace the decadent “mall culture” as I called it with a new culture which would have life affirming values (read as “do what I want”).
To do this I figured we needed to scrap the electoral system nearly entirely. Restrict not only who can run for political office but also who can vote. I proposed that voting rights be given only to people with virtues, people who had served the nation in some way. Members of the military, doctors, fire fighters, scientists, and a couple other professions. Other people would be simply residents, who wouldn’t get to vote. The members of the electorate would be consider full citizens and would be able to run for office only after passing several tests to determine whether they were intelligent enough to hold office. Also once in office you would lose the right to not be subject to cruel and unusual punishments. Receive bribes, lose your fingernails and have a nice time with Mr. Electroshock all on live television. This would be done until the political criminal apologizes formally to the nation, after which they will then be executed by means of gasoline and fire to burn away the filth. The death by fire would not be broadcasted; I just thought that was going too far.
In addition to the reforms of the political system culture would be brought under the control of the state in order to promote the new nationalist consensus and destroy degenerate forms of culture. This included but was not limited to boy bands, Disco (corporate money making noise), Reality television (cheated writers out of money), romantic comedies (the shallow whore of the film industry), those sneakers with lights in them (who would buy these? Only traitors and idiots), surrealism (causes people to ignore real world, why they ask themselves pointless questions), baseball (long game is long), beauty pageants for children (promotes gender roles and sexism. Also *****), mimes (scary people, probably criminals), Star Trek Enterprise (This show was just bad), Jerry Springer (Do I really need to explain this one?), Dane Cook (Just unfunny), and emos (A sub-culture that would undermine the new romantic nationalism with their whinny fatalism. They’re also consumerist whores.). I still think some of these do need to be banned, but that’s not important right now. Punishment for engaging or promoting any of these things, or anything that would damage the nation would have resulted in ever a heavy fine or prison time (My first thought was they needed to be dealt with Chikane Himemiya style, I quickly reconsidered this.).
The economy in my nationalist vision would have been based on Autarky. On the idea of the nation being self-sufficient, and free from foreign hands in all spheres of life. The way I saw it because Capitalism destroys traditional societal relations and replaces them with a simple cash relation it was an improper basis for my romantic nationalism. I felt that capitalism had no respect for the nation such as in finance, specifically, a willingness to participate in international finance that exports money from the country and leaves it in the hands of foreign investors or, worse, investors without a home country, who thus have allegiance to nothing and zero accountability with any government (I was ignorant of the fact that international finance usually tends to be American finance). That was my main target of angst and rage, although I held no strong love for other forms of other international trade. America’s embrace of free trade had caused an insane level of competition to develop that caused mass layoffs and outsourcing. Of course I didn’t focus just on international trade but also the national market too. To me free enterprise had caused the people of my nation to become mercenaries and whores who would sell themselves, and their community, off to the man with the shiny rocks.
To me this was unacceptable that economics could be more important than cultural glory and honor. Thus I supported an economy that made use of central planning in order to gear production towards the fulfillment of cultural values. Specifically I wanted to re-industrialize the United States through a militarization of the economy. To me the soldier was the basis for the Homo-Americanos that I wished to see. I also supported a heavily funded education system that would become factories for the new American mind. Still I rejected the ideas of Marx (or rather the straw men I and others had constructed), and could be in no way called a socialist. I was left wing nationalist with ideas that were almost a form of westernized Juche. I had replaced God and Jesus with my country and a desire to create a being that would be classified as an American first and a human second.
Eventually though my idealistic childish ideas began to get challenged by others. So I did what every other person does when their ideas are challenged, go to Wikipedia. After about thirty minutes of roaming around I clicked on Marx’s name and became interested by the man’s idea. Determined to find out I went to the local library and was able to check out The Liberal Virus: Permanent War and the Americanization of the World (it has since been removed from the library). Still reading the book gave me not only a different outlook at the roots of American political tradition but also to investigate Marxism. Though this process did not happen immediately overnight and for long time I stubbornly tried to think of counter arguments to that of Marx and Engels. I wanted to find some flaw in their logic that would justify my romantic idealism. There was none though, thus I took my first steps on the red bricked road. At first I just went along with the social democrats and libertarian socialists due to my reluctance to accept to praise or support the former USSR or any workers state. This was due to the anti-Soviet lines I’d been feed as a kid. I saw pretty much every successful proletarian revolution as violent terrorists out to destroy freedom and create “state capitalism”. There was also the fact that the only “reds” I knew were pink revisionists, though given the area where I live, I was surprised to even find those. Lucky for me though this period of shame lasted only for a few weeks before my anti-liberalism overwhelmed me and, my politics became as red as the blood in my veins. This is how I lrnd2 Communism.
Discuss
1. Did Comrade Cyn create a glorious exposition?
2. Stuff that you are confused and or concerned about.
