The Push Toward Extremism is Ongoing

Back when I was religious, I noticed the tendency for people to compete with each other for who can be the most devout. If being devout is a good thing, then surely, being MORE devout is even better. This sort of competition doesn’t often end well. Over generations, it distorts a religion to the point of being ridiculous. Things that were once considered “going the extra mile” (מדת חסידות) end up becoming requirements. Balance and moderation are lost, and in its stead, we get religious paranoia and frenzy. The exact opposite of what a good and benevolent God would want.

Neo-Nazis are like Orthodox Jews in this respect. Even if you’re one of them, if you question something the wrong way, or try to inject some common-sense into a conversation, you’ll be accused of being a Jew.

My friend Jason Kessler, though not what I would call a “neo-Nazi,” does have a lot of neo-Nazi types around him. He’s taken a lot of flak for trying to inject common-sense into conversations. He’s been trying to get people to back off from their obsession with Jews and try to be better White people instead. Of course, being a Jew myself, I keep a low profile in such conversations on X.

We’ve seen a lot about “Nigger-fatigue” (AKA “black-fatigue”) recently. A lot of video clips are popping up showcasing bad black behavior – and there’s a lot of it to go around. Some of it is fake, skits or of questionable context. It appears that a lot of people lack real-life experience, and actually believe that the average black woman behaves like Lakisha in the videos.

I’ve lived in many places, interacted with a lot of people and done a lot of travelling. The bad reputation of “sheboons” didn’t materialize out of thin air. I’m reminded of an encounter I had in Denver, many years ago. I was shopping at a supermarket and encountered a sheboon feeding on cookies right off the shelf. She hadn’t paid for it, and she was dropping crumbs all over the place. I stared in disbelief, and she turned to me snarling, “Watchoo lookin’ at?!” One doesn’t engage a wild animal, so I kept walking.

To answer her question, I didn’t know, but if it was human, it was only marginally so. More like some sort of Ghettopithicus.

Since then, however, I’ve met many soft-spoken and refined black ladies. Many of them tipped me well when I drove Uber. I had nice conversations with a lot of them. I’ve seen them here in Dominican Republic. My family members have known some. I’ve worked with some when I had a regular job.

Acknowledging this on X attracts attacks from the usual suspects:

In conclusion, I ask of you, dear reader, to not rush to mindless blanket statements. Don’t be a Christopher, and definitely don’t be a Grover. Be truthful and thoughtful. If you get fewer followers as a result, so be it. Making obviously false and exaggerated statement only discredits White-advocacy in the eyes of those who are on the fence.

None of this negates the fact that White people deserve their own countries, cities and spaces. It’s just that we should heed the Biblical admonishment to “distance ourselves from falsehoods.” (Exodus 23:7).