Have a (other than indigeneous) mono-racial, monolingual, British Isles descent, Christian population with English common law, free markets, a vigourously masculine patriarchy, common sense, order and know-how:
(For that matter, the Scandinavians basically had this kind of society, too, despite different ancestry and legal and cultural traditions.)
The West can have these kinds of societies again.
It just has to want that badly enough to do what would be necessary to restore it.
They ostensibly bitch about it, but this is a list of (IMO, having seen the majority of them) great movies for men.
(Note: this post mostly applies to Protestants, IMO, but perhaps there may be analogues within other Christian traditions, I don’t know.)
Something I’ve observed a number of brothers falling prey to: marrying a woman not from their own particular denomination, but from a more liberal one from the same tradition.
For instance, a brother from, say, the Lutheran Church – Missouri Synod, meeting a nice fellow Lutheran girl, but one from within the Evangelical Lutheran Church of America, deciding to pursue a relationship with her. (Or, to use a Canadian equivalent, a brother from the Lutheran Church – Canada, pursuing a Lutheran gal from the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Canada.)
After all, she’s a fellow Lutheran, right? As long as she’s not like some tattooed slut priestess like Nadia Bolz-Weber, surely, it doesn’t matter, right?
Wrong.
It always matters.
Might as well be unequally yoked, frankly.
Because unless she converted to your more confessional, conservative, traditionalist Protestant denomination of the same tradition as her own, prior to meeting you, she’s only doing it so she can be with you.
Which means she brings all her baggage with her – all her more progressive, anti-traditionalist POV with her, into your flock.
That makes her a Trojan horse. A wolf in sheep’s clothing.
And she’s hardly likely to be particularly submissive and deferential, compliant towards you.
Don’t do it.
And keep on your guard against such women brought into your fold by foolish brethren.
Don’t trust them unless they appear to have had a full change of heart and mind.
Which they won’t have.
Wolves in sheep’s clothing.
They’ll push their husband and your denomination in a more progressive direction.
Keep your eyes on them, always. Watch for promotion of heretical ideologies, or a push for more ‘peace’ rather than conflict against heresy / societal promotion of prog ideals / policies.
The Zaparozhye Cossacks Writing a Mocking Letter to the Turkish Sultan
*oil on canvas
*358 × 203 cm
*signed b.c.: И.Репин 1880-91
Sultan Mehmed IV to the Zaporozhian Cossacks:
As the Sultan; son of Muhammad; brother of the sun and moon; grandson and viceroy of God; ruler of the kingdoms of Macedonia, Babylon, Jerusalem, Upper and Lower Egypt; emperor of emperors; sovereign of sovereigns; extraordinary knight, never defeated; steadfast guardian of the tomb of Jesus Christ; trustee chosen by God Himself; the hope and comfort of Muslims; confounder and great defender of Christians – I command you, the Zaporogian Cossacks, to submit to me voluntarily and without any resistance, and to desist from troubling me with your attacks.
–Turkish Sultan Mehmed IV
The Cossacks’ reply came as a stream of invective and vulgar rhymes:
Zaporozhian Cossacks to the Turkish Sultan!
O sultan, Turkish devil and damned devil’s kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are thou, that canst not slay a hedgehog with your naked arse? The devil shits, and your army eats. Thou shalt not, thou son of a whore, make subjects of Christian sons; we have no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, fuck thy mother.
Thou Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, brewer of Jerusalem, goat-fucker of Alexandria, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Egypt, pig of Armenia, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our dick. Pig’s snout, mare’s arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw thine own mother!
So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won’t even be herding pigs for the Christians. Now we’ll conclude, for we don’t know the date and don’t own a calendar; the moon’s in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day’s the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!
– Koshovyi otaman Ivan Sirko, with the whole Zaporozhian Host.
I never liked GQ much anyway; I always found it foppish, dandyish, metrosexual.
But now they’ve gotten worse, apparently. (Haven’t looked at one for years.)
I understand similar has happened to Esquire, haven’t looked at it for years, either.
Magazines don’t make one a man, anyway.
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