Why Do I Do This?

Blogging, that is, although I haven't had time to do much of it lately. Because this is my sanctuary. Here I can explore matters of fundamental importance and escape from the blue-pill world, where modern Americans live entirely in the present; treat life as if it were a theme park; leave important questions to "experts"; and wallow in complete ignorance or denial about the barbaric forces chewing away at the civilization that our (or at least my) ancestors founded. I couldn't tolerate such a world if it were in my face every waking moment; I come here to expunge some of my angst. 

People sometimes ask me why I'm angry. My response is to ask how the hell can you not be angry? The Magna Carta is dead. The Constitution is dead. All mainstream political discourse, whether "liberal" or "conservative," is off the legal or moral reservation. The blood-soaked lessons of the twentieth century about the dangers of government power are already forgotten. The President claims unilateral authority to make war on foreign countries and to murder American citizens here at home. More government spending and higher taxes are equated with prosperity. We are drowning under a public debt that can never be repaid. No politician can suggest even slowing the increase in obscene federal spending, lest he be tarred as seeking "cuts." No real cuts are imaginable because legions of Americans -- perhaps even the majority -- have become parasites who cannot conceive of life other than at someone else's expense. The Federal Reserve wields Soviet-like power to control interest rates, and it is beyond the reach of public scrutiny. Savers and investors are punished in order to rescue profligate spenders and deadbeats. Winners and losers are chosen by political favoritism rather than allowed to find their natural place through work or merit. Foreigners waltz across the border and demand public largesse as a right; anyone who cries foul is denounced as a racist or xenophobe. Marriage is dead. Infidelity is celebrated and promoted. Divorce is merely a routine, like douching, and it promises rich rewards for many who pursue it. Bastardy and STDs are rampant through all sectors of the population. Young boys are forcibly medicated to make them act like girls. Ordinary people out in public look and act as if they were just paroled. Intelligence, sincerity, decorum, and manners are ridiculed. Every lawsuit, no matter how petulant or farcical, deserves its day in court. Literature is dead. Art is dead. Philosophy is dead. Manhood -- real manhood, not the caricature in modern movies and television -- is dead. The stench of political correctness is everywhere and threatens anyone who might offend a protected class. 

And that's just scratching the surface of the insane world I find myself inhabiting. One of the craziest things of all is that most people accept this world as normal or even good. I cannot identify with this, or with the multitudes who do. I reject it as a sick, twisted, and (mercifully) unsustainable state of affairs. One thing I do appreciate, though, is that it makes it easy for me to understand who I am: virtually everything that the modern world is not. A woman from my former life once remarked that something about me just seems "negative," and she was right because in her mind the modern world is a positive force, and I indeed am opposed to it . . . to the core of my "negative" soul.

EDIT

I have been expressing a thorough level of societal alienation, something I recently discussed with regard to leftism. You should note, however, that it is not civil society that alienates me; it is the uncivil society that leftism has created that alienates me. My alienation is conservative and counter-revolutionary.