The Camp of the Saints
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As I grow more and more disenchanted with the myths about World War Two, what do I think about those, such as my own father, who took part in it and endured hardship and danger in defence of this country? Actually, my respect and admiration for them grows. They had all been through the 1930s, that ‘low, dishonest decade’. They had, almost always, a poor political and strategic grasp of the events that were to engulf this country. They had not been prepared in any serious way for what they had to face. Those who suddenly called upon them to fight and possibly die, were themselves too old to face the consequences of their own policies.
What were all these things about? Why, personal autonomy. Their central slogan was ‘I can do what I like with my own body and nobody can stop me. How dare you tell me what I can do with it?’
The paradox, well understood by Aldous Huxley, is that the person who proudly yells this battle cry also meekly accepts that in return he must surrender his mind, his privacy and his wealth to the power of the parental state.
In Michael Booth’s book, it all came together in an intentional, deliberate pattern. These things are connected. And it is the absence of the Christian conscience which makes them possible, and which is their enemy and rival. The new all-powerful parental state, the war against the married family, the scorn for conscience, the loud demand for personal autonomy and the rage against those who suggest it is in any way limited by morality or law, are all one cause, reborn in the West since the collapse of the USSR and advancing fast on all fronts. I saw it in Moscow and after my return from there, but instinctively. As so often, my instincts were right, and it has taken long years for my understanding and knowledge to catch up with them.
2017/08/08: James Damore and his Google Memo on Diversity (complete 51 min with scientific references): https://t.co/pkFeGlNIch— Jordan B Peterson (@jordanbpeterson) August 9, 2017