I saw this article on this website Return of Kings which is this thing for red-pilled people (generally men for some reason) to talk about how macho and great they are, sometimes I remember it exists and then I read it a bit for a laugh. Then I try and forget about it again cos if you read everything on the internet that is stupid enough to make you laugh then it would absorb your entire life.you can see this in the various militant twitter posts and also in that soldier's manifesto someone posted that he wrote before going on a killing spree. people who are unhinged latching on to bizarre notions of honour and duty nicked from shit films and cheesy computer games
Probably isn't impossible but you would have to think really carefully about how to design a scenario that could make it possible. It definitely doesn't just fall into your lap.I'm not convinced its impossible to reclaim certain critical traditional values without sacrificing some of the more egalitarian values enabled by the subsidence of such traditions.
Of course there were lots more ideas left to be had... you didn't have to put a shark in a tank, you could get away with just painting something and people would be impressed!Or they'll say things like "Renaissance Florence had 45,000 people and they still produced more great artists than the entire 20th C"
Had a friend in London who used to have some lose connection to a moderately famous designer (or used to be famous, probably fading a bit now) and she used to go over with her to Paris Fashion Week, and as far as I can tell she used to go there, help this woman put her collection together, get shouted at the whole time they were doing it, blamed for everything that went wrong, insulted and not invited to the after-parties and (apart from possibly the ticket there) get paid nothing. I just couldn't get it at all, from what I can tell the designer wasn't even grateful, sounded like a right bitch.I remembered that neoliberal Yass Kween firehose line—seen too many good smart girls in the New York media-industrial complex work themselves to death for a patriarch or (more often) matriarch who dangles the "connections" carrot over their head
I'm gonna tell her about this thread, bet she'd love thatAnother friend of mine who worked in (incredibly shit) fashion magazines and always used to come round my house cos she fancied my flatmate. It was weird she used to turn up and let herself in and just sit there staring at him.